.*Li.it,'.*i* .. '^-^.^^^mm^i^f^^ V. THE LIBRARY OF THE UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA LOS ANGELES CI f GIFT OF Commodore Byron McCandless ■ i* ... -.•5- '(? -— " ' — ' — ' * " NEW VERSION O F T H E PSALMS O F D A • V I D. FITTED TO THE TUNES USED IN CHURCHES. B" B y N. BRADY, D. D. ^, Late Chaplain in ordinary, and N. TATE, Efq. Late Poet Laureat, to the King of England. ^^ Printed at BOSTON, by MANNING SfLORING, For I. THOMAS and E. T. ANDREWS, Fauft's Statue, No. 45, Nevv'bury Street. MUCCXCUI. :vv; ■OM««nW«' NEW V ERSION c"J OF THE |'7<^ 3 PSALMS. PSALM I. Co77imon -metre* 1 TT OW bleft is he, who ne'er confents JtTl By ill advice to walk. Nor ftands in linners' ways, nor fits Where men profanely talk ; 2 But makes the perfeft law of God His bus'nefs and delight ; Devoutly reads therein by day, And meditates by night. 3 Like fome fair tree, which, fed by ftreamSj With timely fruit does bend. He ftill fhall flourifti, and fuccefs All his defigns attend. 4 Ungodly men, and their attempts, No lading root fliall find ; Untimely blafted, a-nd difpers'd Like chaff before the wind. 5 Their guilt fhall flrike the wicked dumb Before their Judge's face : No formal hypocrite fliall then Among the faints have place. 6 For God approves the jufc man's ways, To happinefs they tend : But fmncrs, and the paths they tread. Shall both in ruin end. PSALM H. Co7}tmon metre ^ i "Y^CT'-^'^^ refllefs and ungcvern'd rage, VV Why do the heathen florm ? Why in fuch rafli attem.pts engage, As they can ne'er perform ? 95870 ->fr 4 Psalm II. 2 The great in council and in might Their Virions forces bring ; Againft the Lord they all unite. And his anointed King. 3 ** Mi'.ft wr fubmit to their commands ?" Prefumptuoufly they fay : *' No, let us break their flavifh bands, " And caft their chains away." 4 Bat God, who fits enthron'd on high, And fees how they combine, Does their confpiring ftrength defy, And mocks their vain defign. 5 Thick clouds of wrath divine fhall break On his rebellious foes ; And thus will he in thunder fpeak. To all that dare oppofc : 6 " Tliough madly you difpute my will,. " The King that I ordain, " Whofe throne is fix'd on Sion's hill, ♦' Shall there fecurely reign." 7 Attend, O earth, while I declare God's uncontrol'd decree : " Thou ait my Son ; this day, my heir, " Have I begotten thee. 8 " Afx, and receive thy full dem.ands j " Thine (hail the heathen be ; " The utmoft lim.its of the lands « Shall be polfefs'd by thee. 9 " Thy threat'ning fceptre thou ifialt fliake, " And cruih them ev'ry where ; " As maHy bars of iron break " The potter's brittle ware." 10 Learn tlien, ye princes ; ajid give ear, Ye judges of the earth ; 1 1 Worihip the Lord with holy fear ; Rejoice with awful mirth. 12 Appeafe the Son with due refped. Your timely homage pay : Left he revenge the bold negledt, Incens'd by your delay. Psalm III. ^ ^ 13 H but in part his anger rife, Who can endure the flame ? Then blefl are they, whofe hope relies On his moll holy name. PSALM III. Coj/imo?! 7Jietre, 1 T T OW many, Lord, of late are grown Xl The troublers of my peace ! And as their numbers hourly rife, So does their rage increafe.- 2 Infulting, they my foul upbraid. And him whom I adore ; The God in whom he trufts, fay they. Shall refcue him no more. 3 But thou, O Lord, art my defence 5 On thee my hopes rely ; Thou art my glory, and fhall yet Lift up my head on high. 4 Since whenfoe'er, in like diftrefs, To God I made my pray'r, He heard me from his holy hill 5 Why fhould I nov/ defpair ? 5 Guarded by him, I laid me down. My fweet repofe to take ; For I through him fecurely fleep, Through him in fafety wake. 6 No force nor fury of my foes My courage fliall confound, Were they as many hofts as men, That have befet me round. 7 Arife, and fave me, O my God, Who oft haft own'd my caufe, And fcatter'd oft thefe foes to me. And to thy righteous laws. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs j He only can defend : His bleffrng he extends to all That Oft his pow'r depend, A 3 6 Psalm IV, V. P S,, A L M IV. Common 7netre. 1 /^ LORD, that art my righteous judge, V_>/ 1^0 my complaint give ear : Thou ftill redecm'ft me from diftrefs ; Have mercy, Lord, and hear. 2 How long vidll ye, O fons of men, To blot my fame dcvife ? How long your vain defigns purfue, And fpread malicious lies ? 3 Confider that the righteous man Is God's peculiar choice \ And, when ta him I make my pray'r. He always hears my voice. 4 Then ftand in awe of his commands, Flee ev'ry thing that's ill ; CoraniTuie in private with your hearts, And bend them to his will. 5 The place of other facrificc Let righteoufnefs fupply ; And let yoirr hope, fecurely fix'd. On God alone rely. 6 While worldly minds impatient grow More profp'rous time to fee ; Still let the glories of thy face Shine brightly, Lord, on me. 7 So fliall my heart o'erflow with joy, More lafting and more true Tb.aii theirs, who (lores of corn and wiiic Succeffively renew. 8 Then down in peace I'll lay my head, And take my needful rell: ; No ether guard, O Lord, I crave. Of thy defence polfefs'd. PSALM V. Common metre. ORD, hear the voice of my complaint, Accept my fecret pray'r ; 2 To thee alone, my King, my God, Will I for help repair. 'L Psalm V. 3 Thou In the mom my voice fhalt hear^ And widi the dawning day To thee devoutly I'll look up, To thee devoutly pray. 4 For thou the wrongs that I fuftain Canft never, Lord, approve, Who from thy facred dwelling place All evil dolt remove. 5 Not long (hall ftubborn fools remain Unpunilh'd in thy view ; All fuch as ad unrighteous things Thy vengeance (hall purfue. 6 The fland'ring tongue, O God of truth, By thee (hall be deftroy'd. Who hat'ft alike the man in blood And in deceit employ'd. 7 But when thy boundlefs grace fhall me To thy lov'd courts reftore, On thee I'll fix my longing eyes> And humbly there adore. 8 Condu<5t me by thy righteous laws, For watchful is my foe ; --v , , Therefore, O Lord> make plain the way Wherein I ought to go. 9 Their mouth vents nothing but deceit ; Their heart is fet on wrong ; Their throat is a devouring grave ; They flatter with their tongue. 10 By their own counfels let them fall, Opprefs'd with loads of fm ; For they againft thy righteous laws Have harden'd rebels been. 1 1 But let all thofe who truft in thee, With Ihouts their joy proclaim ; Let them rejoice whom thou preferv'lt, And all that love thy name. 12 To righteous men, the righteous Lord His bleffing will extend ; And with his favour all his faints^ As Willi a fliicld, defend. 8 Psalm VI. PSALM VI. Contfuon metre. 1 r I "s HY dreadful anger, Lord, reftrain, J[ And fpare a wretch forlorn ; Corred me not in thy fierce wrath, Too heavy to be borne. 2 Have mercy, Lord ; for I grow faint. Unable to endure- The anguifli of my aching bones. Which thou alone canft cure. 3 My tortur'd flefh diftradts my mind. And fills my foul with grief; But, Lord, how long wilt thou delay To grant me thy relief? 4 Thy wonted goodneft. Lord, repeat, And eafe my troubled foul ; Lord, for thy wond'rous 'mercy's fake, Vouchfafe to make me whole. 5 For after death no more can I Thy glorious adts proclaim ; No pris'ner of the filent grave Can magnify thy name. 5 Quite tir'd with pikin, with groaning faint, No hope of eafe I fee ; Tlie night, that quiets common griefs^ Is fpent in tears by me. 7 My beauty fades, my fight grows dim,. My eyes with weaknefs clofe ; Old age o'ertakes me, whilll I think On my infulting foes. 8 Depart, ye wicked ; in my v.aongs Ye fhall no more rejoice ; For God, I find, accepts my tears. And miens to my voice. ^, lo He hears, and grants my humble pray'r j And they that wifh my fall. Shall blulli and rage to fee that God Froteds xne from them all. Psalm VIT. gr PSALM VII. Cotn?KGn metre. I, ^"^ LORD my God, fmce I have plae'd \^ My trull alone in thee. From all my perfecutors' rage Do thou deliver me- 2 To fave me from my threat'ning foe, Lord interpofe thy pow'r ; Left, like a favage lion, he My helplefs foul devour. 3, 4 If I am guilty, or did e'er Againft his peace combine ; Nay, if I had not.fpar'd his life. Who fought unjuftly mine j 5 Let then to perfecuting foes My foul become a prey ; Let them to earth tread down my life. In duft my honour lay. 6 Arife, and let thine anger, Lord, In my defence engage ; Exalt thyfelf above my foes. And their infulting rage : Awake, awake, in my behalf. The judgment to difpenfe, Which thou haft righteoufly ordain'd' For injur'd innocence.. 7 So to thy throne adoring crowds Shall- ftill for juftice fly : Oh ! therefore, for their fake, refume Thy judgment feat on high. 8 Impartial Judge of all the world, I truft rfly caufe to thee ; According to my juft dcferts, So let thy fentence be. 9 Let wicked arts and wicked men Together be overthrown ; But guard the juft, thou God, to whom The hearts of both are known. 10, 1 1 God me protefls ; not only me, But all of upright heart ; And daily lays up wrath for thofe Who fi-om his laws depart. lo Psalm VIII. 12 If they perfift, he whets his fword. His bow ftands ready bent ; 1^ Ev'n now, with fwift deflruflion wing'd^ His pointed fhafts are fent. 14 The plots are fruitlefs which my foe Unjuitly did conceive ; 15 The pit he digg'd for me, has prov'd His own untimely grave. 16 On- his own head his fpite returns, Whilft I from harm am free ; On him the violence is fall'n Which he defign'd for me. 17 Therefore will I the righteous ways Of Providence proclaim ; I'll fnig the praife of God mofl high, And celebrate his name. PSALM VI I r. Common metrc^ 1 ^T^ THOU, to whom all creatures bow V^ Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou I How glorious is thy name ! In heav'n thy wond'rous afts are fung. Nor fully reckon'd there ; 2 And yet thou mak'fi: the infant tongue Thy boundlefs praife declare. Through thee the weak confound the ftrong, And crulh their haughty foes ; And fo thou quell'ft the wicked throng,. That thee and thine oppofe. 3 When heav'n, thy beauteous work on high. Employs my wond'rous fight ; The moon, that nightly rules the fky. With ftars of feebler light ; 4 What's man, fay I, that, Lord, thou lov'd To keep him in thy mind ? Or what his offspring, that thou prov'fl To them fo wond'rous kind ? 5 Him next in pow'r thou didll create To thy celeilial train, j Psalm IX. ^i 6 Ordam'd, with dlgnky and ftate, O'er all thy works to reign. " They jointly oato his pow'rful fway ; ^ The beafts that prey or graze ; 8 The bird that wings its airy way ; The fifh that cuts the feas. 9 O tliou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name ! P S A L'M IX. Common metre. 1 r-r^ O celebrate thy praife, O Lord, J_ I will my heart prepare ; To all the lift'ning world thy works. Thy wond'rous works declare. 2 The thought of them ihallto my foul Exalted pleafures bring ; Whilft to thy name, O thou Moft High, Triumphant praife I fmg. 3 Thou mad'ft my haughty foes to turn Their backs in fliameful flight : Struck with thy prefence, down they fell ; They perifli'd at thy fight. 4 Againft infulting'foes advanc'd, Thou didft my caufe maintain ; My right afferting from thy throne, Where truth and juftice reign. 5 The infolence of heathen pride Thou haft reduc'd to fhame ; Their wicked offspring quite deflroy'J, And blotted out their name. 6 Miftaken foeS, your haughty threats Are to a period come : Our city ftands, \vhich you defign'd To make our common tomb. 7, 8 The Lord for ever lives, who has His righteous throne prepar'd, Im.partial juftice to difpenfe, To punifti or reward. IS Psalm IX, 9 God is a conftant fure defence Againfl oppreflmg rage : As troubles rife, his needful aids In our behalf engage. 10 All thofe who have his goodnefs prov'd Will in his truth confide ; Whofe mercy ne'er forfook the man That on his help rely'd. J I Sing praifes therefore to the Lord, From Sion, his abode ; Proclaim his deeds, till all the world Confefs no other -God. PART II. 1 2 "UHien he inquiry makes for blood, He'll call the poor to mind : The injur'd humble man's complaint Relief from him fhall find. 13 Take pity on my troubles, Lord, Which fpiteful foes create, Thou that has refcu'd me fo oft From death's devouring gate. 14 In Sion then I'll fmg thy praife. To all that love thy name ; And, with loud fhouts of grateful joys Thy faving pow'r proclaim. 15 Deep in the pit they digg'd for me The heathen pride is laid ; Their guilty feet to their own fnare Are heedlefsly betray'd. 16 Thus, by the juft returns he makes, The mighty Lord is known ; While wicked men, by their own plots, Are fhamefully o'erthrown. 1 7 No fingle fmner (hall efcape. By privacy obfcur'd ! Nor nation, from his juft revenge, By numbers be fecur'd. 18 His fuff'ring faints, when moft diftrefs'd. He ne'er forgets to aid j Psalm X. ^3 Their expeclations fhall be cro\m'J, Thoug;h for a time delav'd. 19 Arife, O Lord, affert thy pow'r, And let not man o'ercome ; Defcend to judgment, and pronounce The guilty heathen's doom. -20 Strike terror through the nations round. Till, by confenting fear, They to each other, and themfelves, ' But mortal men appear. PSALM X. Common metre. 1 r I 1 HY prefence why withdraw'!!: thou, Lord ? JL Why hid'fl thou now thy face, When difmal times of deep diftrefs Cali for thy wonted grace ? 2 The wicked, fwell'd V\-ith lawlcfs pride, Rave made the poor their prey ; O let them fall by thofe defigns Which they for others lay. 3 For flraight they triumph, if fuccefs Their thriving crimes attend ; And fordid wretches, whom God liates, Perverfely tliey commend. 4 To own a pow'r above themfelves, Their haughty pride difdains ; And therefore in their ftubborn mind No thought of God remains. 5 Oppreflive methods they purfue. And all their foes they flight ; Becaufe thy judgments, unobferv'd. Are far above their fight. 6 They fondly think their profp'rous Aate Shall unmoleftcd be ; They think their vain defigns fhall thrive, Froih all misfortune free. 7 Vain and deceitful is their ipeech, With curfes fiU'd, and lies ; By which the rnifchief of their heart They ftudy to difguife. B 14 Psalm X. 8 Near public roads they lie concealed, And all their art employ, The innocent and poor at once To rifle and deflroy. 9 Not lions, couching in their dens, Surprife their heedlefs prey With greater cunning, or exprefs More favage rage, than they. 10 Sometimes they aift the harmlefs man, And modcft looks they wear ; That, fo deceiv'd, the poor may lefs Their fudden oufet fear. PART II. 11 For God, they tliink, no notice takes Of their unrighteous deeds ; He never rtiinds the fuff'ring poor, Nor their opprefTion heeds. 1 3 But thou, O Lord, at length arile, - Stretch forth thy mighty arm ; And, by the greatnefs of thy pow'r, Defend the poor from harm. J 3 No longer let the wicked vaunt. And, proudly boafting, fay, «« Tuft, God regards not what we do ; " He never will repay." J 4 But fure thou feed, and all their deeds Im.partially doft try ; The orphan, therefore, and the poor. On thee for aid rely. 15 Defencelefs let the wicked fall. Of all their ftrength bereft ; Confound, O God, their dark defigns, Till no remains are left. 16 AfTert thy jull dominion. Lord, Which fliall forever ftand ; Thou, who the.heatlien didft expel From this thy chofen land. 17 Thou hear'ft the humble fupplicants, That to thy throne repair j Psalm XI, XII. 25 Tliou firH prepar'ft their hearts to pray, And then accept'ft their pray'r. 18 Thou, in thy righteous judgment, weigh'fl The fatherlefs and poor ; That fo the tyrants of the earth May perfecute no more. PSALM XI. Co7m7wn metre. 1 Q INCE I have plac'd my truft in God, i3 -A. refuge always nigh. Why fhould I, Hke a tim'rcus bird, To diftant mountains fly ? ' ■ 2 Behold, the wicked bend their bo\v, And ready fix their dart, Lurking in ambufh to deftroy The men of upright heart. 3 When once the firm afTurance fails, «. Which public faith imparts, 'Tis time for innocence to fly From fuch deceitful arts. 4 The Lord hath both a temple here, And righteous throne above j Where he furveys the fons of men, And how their councils move. 5 If God the righteous, v.hom he loves, For trial does corretft, What mufl: the fons of violence, Whom he abhors, expei't ? 6 Snares, fire, and brimftone, on their heads Shall in one tempeft Ihow'r ; This dreadful mixture his revenge Into their cup fhall pour. 7 The righteous Lord will righteous deeds With fignal favour grace. And to the upright m;in difclofe The brightnefs of his face. PSALM XII. Common metre. I O INCE godly men decay, O Lord, l^ Do tliou my caufe defend ; For fcarce thefe wretched times afford One juft and faithful friend. i(> Psalm XIIL 2 One neiglibour now can fcarce believe What t'other does isnpart ; V7jth fliitt'riug lips they all deceive, And with a double heart. 3 But lips that with deceit abound Can never proiper long ; . God's righteous vengeance will confound The proud blafpheming tongue. 4 In vain thofc foolHh boafters fay, " Our tong'aes are fure our own ;. *' With doubtful words we'll ftill betray, *' And be control'd by none." 5 For God, who hears th.c fufF'ring poor, And their opprcdion knov/s, Will foon arife and give them rcfl, In fpite of all their foes. 6 The word of God fhall ftill abide, And void of falfehood be, As in the filver, fev'n times try'd, From droffy mixture free. 7 The promife of his aiding grace Shall reach its purpos'd end ; His fervants from this falthlefs race He ever fhall defend. 8 Then {hall the wicked be perplex'd, Nor know which way to fly ! When thofe whom they defpis'd and ve.x'd. Shall be advanc'd on high. PSALM XIII. Conivio7i metre. 1 Tjr OW long wilt thou forget me, Lord ? JLX Mufl I forever mourn ? How long wilt thou withdraw from me, Oh, never to return ? 2 How long fliall anxious thoughts my foul, And grief my heart opprefs \ How long my enem.ies infult, And I have no redrefs \ 3 Oh ! hear, and to my longing eyes Reftore thy wonted light, Psalm XIV. 17 And fuddenly, or I fhall fleep In everlafting night. Reftore me, left they proudly boaft 'Twas their ow-n ftrength o'ercame ; Permit not them that vex my foul To triumph in my fhame. Since I have always plac'd my trufl Beneath thy mercy's wing, Thy faving health will come ; and then My heart with joy fhall fpring. Then fhall my fong, witli praife infpir'd. To thee my God afcend ; Who to thy fervant in diftrefs Such bounty didfl extend. PSALM XIV. Long tnetre. SURE wicked fools muft needs fuppofe, That God is nothing but a name ; Corrupt and lewd their pradtice grows ; No breafh is warm'd with holy flame. The Lord look'd down from Heav'n's high tow'J-j- And all the fons of men did view, To fee if any own'd his pow'r, If any truth or juftice knew. But all, he faw, were gone afide, All were degen'rate grown and bafe i None took religion for their guide, Not one of all the fmful race. But can thefe workers of deceit Be all fo dull and fenfelefs grown, That they, like bread my people eat, * And God's almighty pow'r difown ? How will they tremble then for fear, When his juft wrath fhall them o'ertake ? For to the righteous God is near, And never will their caufe forfake. Ill men, in vain, v/ith fcorn expofe Thcfe methods which the good purfue i Since God a refuge is for thofe, Whom his juft eyes with favour vieiv. Bz i8 Psalm XV, XVL 7 Would he his faving pow'r employ To break his people's fervile band. Then fhouts of univerfal j,oy Should loudly echo through the land. PSALM XV. Common metric 1 T ORD, who's the happy man that may JL-i To thy blell courts repair. Not, ftranger hke, to vidt them, But to inhabit there \ 2 'Tis he, whole ev'ry thought and deed- By rules of virtue moves j Whofe generous tongue difdains to fpeak The thing his heart difproves. 3 Who never did a flander forge, His neighbour's fame to wound ,» Nor hearken to a falfe report, By malice wbifper'd round. 4 Who vice, in all its pomp and pow'r. Can treat with juft pegle<5l ; And piety, though ck-th'd in rags, Religloufiy refpc(ft. 5 Who to his plighted vows and tniJt Has ever firmly flood ; And though he promife to his lofs, He makes his promife good. 5 Whofe foul in ufury difdains His treafure to employ ; Whom no rewards can ever bribe The guililefs to deftroy. 7 The man, who by his fteady courfe Kus happinefs infur'd, When earth's foundation fliakes, fl^all ftand, By Providence fecur'd. PSALM XVI. Common metre, 1 "QROTECT me from my cruel foes, JL And fhield me, Lord, frcir* harm ; Becaufe my truft I ftill repofs Oil thine almighty arm. Psalm XVI. 19 3 My foul all help but thine does flighty All gods but thee difown ; Yet can no deeds of mine requite The goodnefs thou haft (hown.. 3 But thofe that ftridtly virtuous are> And love the thing that's right, To favour always, and prefer, Shall be. my chief delight. 4 How ftiall their forrows be ilicreas'd, Who other gods adore ? Their bloody oif 'rings I deteft. Their very najnes abhor. 5 My lot is fall'n in that bleft land Where God is truly known ; He fills my cup with lib'ral hand, 'Tis he fupports ray throne. 5 In nature's mdft delightful fcene My happy portion lies ; The place of my appointed reign All other lands outvies. 7 Tlierefore my foul fhall blefs the Lord^- Whofe precepts give me light ; And private counfel ftill afford In forrow's difmal night. 8 I ftrlve each a<5lion to approve To his all-feeing eye ;. No danger fhall my hopes remove^ Becaufe he ftill is nigh. 9 Therefore my heart all grief defies. My glory does rejoice ; My flefh Ihall reft, in hopes to rife, Wak'd by his pow'rful voice. 10 Thou, Lord, when I refign my breath, My foul from hell ftialt free j Nor let thy holy one in death The leaft corruption fee. 1 1 Thou ftialt the paths of life difplay. Which to thy prefence lead ; Where pleafure^ dwell without ullayj And joys that never fade. 20 Psalm XVII. PSALM XVII. Common metre. ' nn O my juft plea and fad complaint X Attend, O righteous Lord ; And to my pray'r, as 'tis unfeign'd, A gracious ear afford. 2 As in thy fight I am approv'd. So let my fentence be ; ^ And with impartial eyes, O Lord, My upright dealing fee. 3 For thou haft fearch'd my heart by day, And vifited by night ; And, on the ftrideft trial, found Its fecret motions right. Nor fliall thy juftice. Lord, alone My heart's defigns acquit ; For I have purpos'd that my tongue Shall no offence commit. 4 I know what wicked men would 6^0^ Their fafety to maintain ; But me thy juft and mild commands From bloody paths reftrain. 5 That I may ftill, in fpite of wrongs, My innocence fecure, O guide me in thy righteous ways, And make my footfteps fure. t Since, heretofore, I ne'er in vaia To thee my pray'r addrefs'd ; O ! now, my God, incline thine ear To this my juft requeft. 7 The wonders of thy truth and love In my defence engage ; Thou, whofe right hand preferves thy faints From their oppreftbrs' rage. PART IL S, 9 O ! keep me in thy tend'reft care j , Thy fhelt'ring wings ftretch out. To guard me iufe from favage foes, That compafs me about : Psalm XYIII; ar 10 0*ergrovm with luxury, inclos'd' In their own fat th^y lie ; And, with a proud blaJpheniing mouth. Both God and man defy. 1 1 Well may they boaft, for they have now My paths encompafs'd round ; Their eyes at watch, their bodies boVd^ And couching on the ground ; 1,2 In pofture of a lion fet, When greedy of his prey ; Or a young lion, when he lurks Within a covert way. 1 3 Arife, O Lord, defeat their plots. Their fwelling rage control ; From wicked men, who are tiiy fword',.. Deliver thou my fQul ; 1 4 From worldly men, thy fharpell fcourge, Whofe portion's here below ; Who, fill'd with earthly ftores, afpire No other blifs to know. 15 Their race is num'rous, that partake Their-fubftance while tliey live ; Their heirs furvive, to whom they may The vaft remainder give. 16 But I, in uprightnefs, thy face Shall view without control ; And, waking, fhall its imago find Refle(5led in my foul. PSALM XVIII. Long metre. 1, 2 "VTO change of time fhall ever fhock X\ My firm affeftion. Lord, to thee j For thou haft always been a rock, A fortrefs and defence to me. Thou my deliv'rcr art, my God ; My trufi; is in thy mighty pow'r ; Thou art my fhield frojr. foes abroad. At home my fifeguard and my towVv 3 To thee I will addrefs my pray'r, To whom all praife we juftly owe ; ZZ FSALM XVIIf, So fiiall I, by thy watchful care, Be guarded from my treach'rous foe, 4, 5 By floods of wicked men dlftrefs'd, " With feas of forrow compafs'd round. With dire infernal pangs opprefs'd. In death's unwieldy fetters bound. 6 To Heav'n I made my mournful pray'r. To God addrefs'd my humble moan ; \^Tio gracioufly inclin'd his ear, And Jjeard me from his lofty throne. PART II. 7 When God arofe my part to take. The confcious earth was ftruck with fear ; The hills did at his prefence fnake, Nor could his dreadful fury bear. 8 Thick clouds of fmoke difpers'd abroad, Enfigns of wrath, before him came j Devouring fire around him glov/'d. That coals were kindled at its flame. 9 He left the beauteous realms of light, Whilft Heav'n bow'd down its awful head j Beneath his feet fubftantial night Was, like a fable carpet, fpread. loThe chariot of the King of kings. Which adive troops of angels drew. On a ft:rong tempeft's rapid wings. With moil amazing fwlftnefs flew. II, 12 Black wat'ry mifts and clouds confpir'd,. With thickeft fhades, his face to veil ; But at his brightnefs foon retir'd, And fell in ftiow'rs of fire and hail. 13 Through Heav'n's wide arch a thund'rlng peal, God's angry voice did loudly roar ; While earth's fad face with heaps of hail, And flakes of fire,, was cover'd o'er, 14 His fliarpen'd. arrows round he threw, Which made his fcatter'd foes retreat ; Like darts his nimble light'nings flew, And quickly finiih'd their defeat. Psalm XVIII. 2,3 a c The deep its fecret ftores difclos'd, The world's foundations naked lay ; By his avenging wrath expos'd, Which fiercely rag'd that dreadful day. PART III. 1 6 The Lord did on my fide engage ; From Heav'n, his throne, my caufe upheld ; And fnatch'd me from the furious rage Of threat'ning wave?, that proudly fwell'd. 17 God his reiiftlefs pow'r employ'd My ftrongefl fo^s' attempts to break ; Wlio elfe with eafe had foon deftroy'd The weak defence that I could make. 1 8 Their fubtle rage had near prevail'd» »■ When T diftrefs'd and friendkfs lay j But ftill, when other fuccours fail'd, God was my firm fupport and (lay. 29 From dangers that enclos'd me round, He brought me forth, and fet me free ; For fome juft caufe his goodnefs found, That mov'd him to delight in me. 20 Becaufe in me no guilt remains, God does his gracious help extend : My hands are free from bloody ftains ; Therefore the Lord is flil> my friend. 21, 22 Fo%I his judgments kept in fight. In his juft paths I always trod ; I never did his ftatutes flight, Nor loofely wander'd from my God. '23, 24 But ftill my foul, fincere and pure, Did ev'n from darling fins refrain ; His favours therefore yet endure, Becaufe my he;.rt and hands are clean. - P A R T IV. 25, 26 Thou fuit'ft, O Lord, thy righteous ways To various paths of human kind ; They who for mercy merit praife, With thee lliall wond'rous mercy find. Vt,4: Psalm XVIIL Tiioii to the juft fhall juftice fhow-; The pure thy purity Ihall fee : Such as perverfely choofe to go, Shall meet with due returns from thee. 27, 28 That he the humble foul will fave, And cruih the haughty 's boafted might, In me the Lord an inllance gave, Whofe darknefs he has turn'd to light. 29 On his firm fuccour I rely'd, And did o'er num'rous foes prevail ; Nor fear'd, whilft he was on my fide, The beft defended walls to fcale. 30 For God's defigns fhall ftill fucceed ; His word will bear the utmoft teft j He's a ftrong fhield to all that need, And on his fure protedion reft. 31 Who then deferves to be ador'd, But God, on whom my hopes depend ? Or who, except the mighty X-ord, Can with reiiftlefs pow'r defend ? PART V. 32, 33 'Tis God that girds my aTmour on. And all my juil defigns fulfils ; Through him my feet can fwiftly run. And nimbly climb the fteepeft hills. 34Lefrons of war from him I take, And manly weapons learn to wield ; Strong bows of fteel with eafe I break, Forc'd by my ftronger arms to yield. ^^ The buckler of his faving health Proteds me from affaulting foes ; His hand fuftains me ftill ; my wealth And greatnefs from his bounty flows- 3 6 My goings he enlarg'd abroad, Till then to narrow paths confin'd ; And, when in flipp'ry ways I trod, The method of ray fteps defign'd. 37 Through him I num'rous hofts defeat. And flying fquadrons captive take ; Psalm XVIII. Nor from my fierce purfuit retreat, Till I a final conqueft make. 38 Cover'd with wounds, in vain they try Their vanquifh'd heads again to rear ; Spite of their boarted llrength, they lie Beneath my feet, and grovel there. 39 God, when frefli armies take the field, Recruits my flrength, my courage warms j He makes my ftrong oppofers yield, Subdu'd by my prevailing arms. 40 Through him the necks of proftrate foes My conqu'ring feet in triumph prefs ; Aided by him, I root out thofe. Who hate and envy my fuccefs. 41 With loud complaints all f iends they try'd j But none was able to defend ; At length to God for help tliey cry'd ; But God would no affiftance lend. 42 Like flying duft, which winds purfue. Their broken troops I fcatter'd round | Their flaughter'd bodies forth I threw. Like loathfome dirt, that clogs the ground- P A R T VI. 43 Our faaious tribes, at flrife till now, By God's appointment me obey ; The heathen to my fceptre bow, And foreign nations own my fv/ay. 44 Remotefl realms their homage fend. When my fuccefsful name they hear ; Strangers for m;/ commands attend, Charm'd with refpeft, or aw'd by fear. 45 All to my fummons tamdy yield, Or foon in battle are difm.ay'd ; For ftronger holds they quit the field. And ftill in ftrongeft holds afraid. 46 Let the eternal Lord be prais'd, The rock on whofe defence I refl ! To hJghelt Heav'ns his name be rais'd, Who me with his falvation blefsU 2,6 Psalm XIX, 47 'Tis God that ftill fupports my right ; His juft revenge my foes purfues 5 'Tis he, that, with refiftlefs might, Fierce nations to my yoke fubdues. 48 My univerfal fafeguard he ! From whom m.y lafting honours flow -, He m.ade me great, and fet me free From my remorfelefs bloody foe. 49 Therefore to celebrate his fame, ^ My grateful voice to Heav'n I'll raife ; And nations, ftrangers to his name, Shall thus be taught to fing his praife ; 50 " God to his king deliv'rance fends ; «' Shows his anointed fignal grace j <« His mercy evermore extends *« To David, and his promis'd race." PSALM XIX. Common tneire. 1 r-|-^HE Heav'ns declare thy glory. Lord, J_ Which that alone can fill ; The firmament and ftars exprefs Their great Creator's Ikill. 2 The dawn of each returning day Frefli beams of knowledge brings ; And from the dark returns cf night Divine inRrua:ion fpxings. 3 Their pow'rful language to no realm Or region is confin'd ; 'Tis nature's voice, and underftood Alike by all mankind. 4 Their doftrine does its facred fenfe Through earth's extent difplay ; Whofe bright contents the circling fun Does round the v:orld convey. 5 No bridegroom on his nuptial day, Has fuch a cheerful face ; Mo giant diOZf, like him rejoice To run his glorious race. (, From eafl: to v/eft, from weft to eafl, His reftiefs courfe he goes ; And, through his prcgrefs, clieerful light And vital warmth beftow?. Psalm XX, PART II. 7 God's perfed law converts the foul ; Reclaims from falfe defires ; With facred wifdom his fure word The ignorant infpircs. 8 The ftatutes of the Lord are juft, And brin? fmcere delieht ; Kis pure commands in fearch of truth Affift the feebleft fight. 9 His perfe(ft wcrlhlp here is fix'd, On fure foundations laid ; His equal laws are in the fcales Of truth and juftice weigh 'd ; 10 Of more efteem than golden mines, Or gold refin'd vrith itill ; More fweet than honey, or the drops That from the comb diilil. 1 1 My truily counfcllors they are. And friendly warnings give ; Divine rewards attend on thofc, Who by thy precepts- live. 12 But what frail man obferves how oft He does frc-m virtue fall ? O cleanfe me from my fecret fault."?, Thou God that kncw'ft them all ! 1 3 Let no prefumptuous fm, O Lord, Dominion have o'er me ; That, by thy grace preferv^d, I may The great tranfgreiTion flee. 14 So fhall my pray'r and praifes be With thy acceptance bleft ; And I fecure on thy defence, My ftrengih and faviour, reft. PSALM XX. Common metre-. I 'T^HE Lord to thy requeft attend, JL And hear thee in diflrefs ; The name of Jacob's God defend. And grant -hy arms fuccefs. X To aid thee from on high repair, And ftrength from Sion give j 25 FSALM XXL 3 Remember all tKy oiF'rings there, Thy facrifiee receive. 4 To compafs thy own heart's defire Thy counfels ftill direa ; Make kmdly all events confpire ' To bring them to efFefl. 5 To thy falvation, Lord, for aid We cheerfully repair, With banners in thy name difplay'd ; « The Lord accept thy pray'r." 6 Our hopes are fix'd, that now the Lord Our fov'reign will defend ; From Heav'n refiftlefs aid afford. And to his pray'r attend. 7 Some truft in fteeds for war defign'd j On chariots, fome rely; Againfl them all we'll call to mind The pow'r of Gpd moft high. 8 But from their fteeds and chariots thrown, Behold them through the plain, Diforder'd, broke, and trampled down, Whilft firm our troops remain. 9 Still fave us, Lord, and ftill proceed Our rightful caufe to blefs ; Hear, King of Heav'n, in times of need, The pray'rs that we addrefs. PSALM, XXL Conmion metr?. t r-p HE king, O Lord, with fongs of praife^ X Shall in thy ftrength rejoice ; With thy falvation crown'd, ftiall raife To Heav'n his cheerful voice; % For thou, whate'er his lips requeft, Not only doft impart ; But haft, with thy acceptance, bleft The wifties of his heart. 3 Thy goodnefs and thy tender care Have all his hopes outgone ; A crown of gold thou mad' ft him wear, And fett'ft it firmly on. Psalm XXI. 4 He pray'd for life ; and thou, O Lord, Didil to his pray'r attend, And gracioufly to him afford A life that ne'er fhall end. 5 Thy fure defence through nations round Has fpreai his glorious name ; And his fuccefsful adlions cro^vTl'd With majefty and fame. 6 Eternal bklllngs thou beftow'ft. And mak'H his joys incrcafe ; Whilit thou to him unclouded lliow'il: The brightnefs of tliy face. PART II. 7 Becaufe the king on God alone For timely aid relies ; His mercy ftill fupports his throne. And all his vv'ants fupplies. 8 But righteous Lord, thy ftubborn foes Shall feel thy heavy hand ; Thy vengeful arm fhall find out thofe. That hate thy mild command. 9 When thou againd them doft engage, Thy juft but dreadful doom Shall, like a glowing oven's rage, Their hopes and them confume. 10 Nor fhall thy furious anger ceafe, Or with their ruin end ; But root out all their guilty race, And to their feed extend. 11 For all their thoughts were fet on ill. Their hearts on malice bent ; But thou with watcluul care didfl flill The ill effe(5ls prevent. 1 2 While they their fwift retreat fliall make To Tcape thy dreadful might. Thy fwiftcr arrows fhall o'crtake. And gall them in their flight. 13 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous ftrcngth dlfclofe^ And thus exalt thy fame j C2 29 30 Psalm XXIT. Whilft we glad fongs of praiie compofe To thy almighty name. PSALM XXII. Cctnmcn tnetre. 1 1\ /T Y God, my God, why leav'ft thou mc,. X V A When I witli anguifli faint I • O ! why fo far from mc remov'd, , And from my loud complaint ? 2 All day, but all the day unheard, To thee do I complain ; With cries implore relief all nighty But cry all night in vain. 3 Yet thou art ftill the righteous Judge Of innocence opprcfs'd ; And therefore Ifrael's praifes are Of right to thee addrefs'd. 4, 5" On thee our anceftors rely'd,. And thy deliv'rance found ; With pious confidence they pray'd, And with fuccefs were crown'd. 6 But I am treated Hke a worm j Like none of human birth ; Not only by the great revil'd^ But made the rabble's mirth. 7 With laughter all the gazing crowd My agonies iurvey ; They fhoot the Mp, they fhake the head» And thus deriding fay 5 8 " In God he trufled, boafting oft " That he was Heav'n's delight ; *« Let God come dov/n to fave him now, «< And own his favourite." PART IL 9 Thou mad'ft my teeming mother's womb A living offspring bear ; When but a fuelling at the breaft, I was thy early care. 10 Thou, guardian-like, didft Ihield from \VTOngs My htlplefs infant days ; And fmce haft been my God, and guide Through life's bewil4«r'd ways. Psalm XXILI 31 1 1 \Wthdraw not then fo far from me, When trouble is fo nigh ; O, fend me help ! thy help, on which I only can rely. 12 High pamper'd bulls, a frowning he:.;. From Bafan's foreft met, With ftrength proportion'd to their rage, Have me around befet. 13 They gape on me,.and ev'ry mouth A yawning grave appears ; The defert lion's favage roar Lefs dreadful is than theirs.. PART III. , 14 My blood like water fpill'd, my joints Are rack'd and out of frame ; My heart didblves within my breaft, Like wax before the flame. 15 My ftrength, like potter's earth, is parch'd j My tongue cleaves to my jaws ; And to the filent fliaJes of death My fainting foul withdraws. J 6 Like blood-hounds, to furround me, they In pack'd alfemblies meet : They pierc'd my inofFenfive hands ; They pierc'd my harmlefs feet. 17 My body's rack'd, till all my bone" Diftindly may be told ; Yet fuch a fpe The Lord of hofls renown'd ; Of glory he alone is King, Who is with glory cro-'A^'d^ PSALM XXV. SSori metre. ' O God, in whom I truft, 1 lift my heart and voice j O ! let me not be put to fhame, Nor let my foes rejoice. 3 Thofe who on thee rely. Let no di/grace attend j Be that the fhameful lot of fuch, As wilfully offend. 4, 5 To me thy truth impart, And lead me i^n thy way j * Psalm XXV. ^| for thou art he that brings me help ; On thee I wait all day. t Thy mercies, and thy love, 111 O Lord, recall to mind ; ■And gracioiifly continue ftill, As thou wert ever, kind. J Let all my youtliful crimes Be blotted out by thee ; And, for thy wond'rous goodnefs' fake, > in mercy think on me. 3 His mercy, and his truth, The righteous ]L.ord difplays, in bringing wand'ring fmners home, And teaching them his ways. ^ He thofe in juftice guides, > < Who his dired^ion feek ; And in his jGicred paths fhall lead The humble and the meek, lo Through all the ways of God Both truth and mercy fhine, To fuch as, with religious hearts. To his blefl will incline. P A R T II. n Since m.ercy is the grace. That moft exalts thy fame. Forgive my heinous fm, O Lord, And fo advance thy name. I z Whoe'er, with humble fear. To God his duty pays, Shall find the Lord a fait]:ful guide, In all his righteous ways. 1 3 His quiet foul with peace Shall be for ever blefs'd ; And by his num'rous race the land Succeflively pofTef^'d. J 4 For God to all his faints His fecret will imparts. And docs his gracious cov'nant write In their obedient hearts. I J To him I lift my eyes, And wait his timely aid. 36 Psalm XXVL "Who breaks the ftrong and treach'rous fnare» Which for my feet was laid. •»6 O * turn, and all my griefs. In mercy, Lord, redrefs ; For I am compafs'd round with woes. And plung'd in deep diftrcfs. J 7 The forrows of my heart To mighty fums increafe ; } from this dark and difmal ftate My troubled foul releafe ! •3t 8 Do thou, with tender eyes. My fad afBi(flion fee ; Acquit me, Lord, and from my guilt Entirely fet me free. ■x^ Confider, Lord, my foes, How vaft their numbers grow ! What lawlefs force and rage they ufe. What boundlefs hate they Ihow ! 20 Prote(n;, and fet my foul From their fierce malice free ; Nor let me be afham'd, who place My ftedfaft truft in thee. a I Let all my righteous adts To full perfedion rife ; Becaufe Ttny firm and conftant hope On thee alone relies. 22 To Ifrael's chofen race Continue ever kind ; And, in the midft of all their wants, Let them thy fuccour find. PSALM XXVI. Common metre. 1 TUDGE me, O Lord, for I the paths J Of righteoufnefs have trod ;^ 1 cannot fail, who all my trufl Repofe on thee, my God. 2, 3 Search thou my heart, whofe iilnocence Will fhine the more 'tis try'd; For J have kept thy grace in view, And made thy truth my guide= 4 I never for companions took The idle or profane ; Psalm XXVII. . \y No hypocrite, with all his arts, Could e'er my friendihip gain. 5 I hate the bufy plotting crew, ^ Who make diitraded times ; And fhun their wicked company, As I avoid their crimes. -6 I'll wafh my hands in innocence, And bring a heart fo pure, That, when thy altar I approach. My welcome fhall fecure. 7, 8 My thanks 111 publilh there, and tell How thy renown excels ; That feat affords me moft delight, In which thy honour dwells. -9 Pafs not on me the fmners' doom, Who murder make their trade ; «10 Who others' rights, by fecret bribes. Or open force, invade. II But I will walk in paths of truth. And innocence purfoe ; Prote<5t me, therefore, and to mc Thy mercies, Lord, renew. 4 2 In fpite of all a/Taulting foes, I ftill maintain my ground ; And fliall furvive among thy faints, Thy praifes to refound. PSALM XXVII. Cojymion metrv^ 1 "TXTHOM fhould I fear, fmce God to me V V Is faving health and light ? Since flrongly he my life fupports, What can my foul affright ? 2 With fierce intent my fleih to tear, When foes befct me round. They (tumbled, and their haughty crefts Were made to ftrike the ground. 3 Through him my heart, undaunted, dares With mighty hofts to cope ; Through him, in doubtful ilraits of war, For good fuccefs I hope. D 38 Psalm XXVII. 4 Henceforth, within his houfe to dwell I earneftly defire ; His wond'rous beauty there to view, And of his will inquire. 5 For there I may with comfort reft. In times of deep diftrefs ; And fafe, as on a rock, abide In that fecure recefs .* 6 WHiilfl God o'er all my haughty foes My lofty head Ihall raife ; And I my joyful tribute bring, With grateful fongsof praife. P A H T II. 7 Continue, Lord, to hear my voice. Whene'er to thee I cry ; In mercy my complaints receive, Nor my requeft deny. 8 When us to feek thy glorious face Thou kindly doft advife ; « Thy glorious face I'll always feek," My grateful heart replies. 9 Then hide not thou thy face, Lord, Nor me in wrath rejed } My God and Saviour, leave not him Thou didft fo oft pro^ea. 10 Though all my friends, and kindred too, Their helplefs charge forfake ; Yet thou, whofe love excels them all. Wilt care and pity take. 1 1 Inftrudl me In thy paths, O Lord ; My ways diredly guide ; _ Left envious men, who watcii my fteps, Should fee me tread afide. 1 2 Lord difappoint my cruel foes ; Defeat their ill defire, Whofe lying lips, and bloody hands, Againfl. ray peace confpire. x? I trufted that my future life Should v/ith thy love be crown'd ; Gr elfe my fainting foul had funk, With forrov/s compaf&'d round.' Psalm XXVIII. 39 14 God's time with patient faith expe^, Who will infpire thy breafl With inward ftrength : do thou thy part, Aud leave to him the reft. PSALM XXVIII. Common metre. 1 /^ LORD, my rock, to thee I cry, . V^ In fighs confame my breath ; O ! anfwer, or I ihall become Like thofe that fleep in death. 2 Regard my fupplication, Lord, The cries that I repeat. With weeping eyes, and lifted hands, Before thy mercy-feat. 3 Let me efcape the finners' doom. Who make a trade of ill ; And ever fpeak the perfon fair, Whofe blood they mean to fpilL 4 According to their crimes' extent, Let juftice have its courfe ; Relentlefs be to them, as they Have fmn'd without remorfe. 5 Since they the works ci God defpife, Nor will his grace adore ; His v,Tath fhall utterly deftroy, And build them up no more. 6 But T, with due acknowledgment. His praifes will refound, From whom the cries of my diftrefa A gracious anfwer found. 7 My heart its confidence repos'd In God, my ftrength a'nd ftiield ; In him I tmfted, and return'd Triumphant from the field. As he hath made my joys complete, 'Tisjuftthat Ifhouldraife The cheerful tribute of my thanks, And thus refound his praife : 8 <' His aiding pow'r fupports the troops,. «« That my juft caufe maintain : 40 Psalm XXIX. '« 'Twas he advanc'd mc to the throne 5 •' 'Tis he fccures my reign." 9 Prefcrve thy. chofen, and proeeed Thine heritage to blefs ; With plenty profper them, in peace ; In battle with fucccfs. P -S A L M XXIX. Long metre, I "\7'E princes, that in might excel, X Your grateful fr-'rilice prepare ;. God's glorious adlions loudly tell, His wond'rous power to all declare* J To his greaJt name frefh altars raife ; Devoutly due refped afford ; Him in his holy temple praife, Where he's with folemui (late ador'cL 3 'Tis he that, with amazing nolfe, The wat'ry clouds in funder breaks j The ocean trembles at his voice, When he from Heav'n in thunder fpeaks.. 43 5 How full of power his voice appears ! With what majeftic terror cro\\Ti'd ! Which from their roots tall cedars tears, And llrows their fcatter'd branches round*. 5 They, and tlie hills on which they grow, Are fometimes hurried far away ; And leap, like hinds that bounding go. Or unicorns in youthful play. 7, 8 When God in thunder loudly fpeaks, And fcatter'd flames of lightning fends. The forell nods, the defert quakes. And ftubborn Kadeih lowly bends. 9 He makes the hinds to caft their young. And lays the beads' dark coverts bare \ While thofe that to his courts belong,. Securely fmg his praifes there. 10, 1 1 God rules the angry floods on high ;. His boundlefs fway fhall never ceafe ; His faints with ftrength he will fupply, And blefs his own with conftant peace,. Psalm XXX. 41 PSALM XXX. Common mstrc. I T 'LL celebrate thy praifes, Lord, X Who didd thy pow'r employ To raife my drooping head, and check My foes' infulting joy. 2, 3 In my diftrefs I cry'd to thee, Who kindly didft relieve, And from the graves' expeding jaws My hopelefs life retrieve. 4 Thus to his courts, ye faints of his, With fongs of praife repair ; With me commeniorate his truth, And providential care. 5 His Avrath has but a moment's reign, His favour no decay ; Your night of grief is recompens'd With joy's returning day. 6 But I, in profp'rous days, prefum'd j No fudden change I fear'd ; Whilft in my funfhine of fuccefs No low'ring cloud appear'd. 7 But foon I found thy favour. Lord, My empire's only truft ; For, when thou hid'il thy face, I faw My honour laid in dull. 8 Then, as I vainly had prefum'd. My error I confefs'd ; And thus, with fupplicating voice, Thy mercy's throne addrefs'd : 9 " What profit is there in my blood, " Congeal'd by death's cold night ? ** Can filent afhes fpeak thy praife, *• Thy wond'rous truth recite ? 10" Hear me, O Lord ; in mercy hear ; *' Thy wonted aid extend ; *' Do thou fend helpi on whom alone " I can for help depend." II *Tis done ! thou haft my mournful fcenc To fongs and dances turn'd j D2 42 Psalm XXXI. Invefted me with robes of ftate, Who late in fackcloth mourn'J. J 2 Exalted thus, I'll gladly fing- Thy praife in grateful verfe ;. And, as thy favours endlefs are,. Thy endlefs praife rehearfe. PSALM XXXI. Short metre* 1 "T^EFEND me. Lord, from fhame, XJ For ftill I truft in thee ; As juft and righteous is thy name, From danger fet me free. 2 Bow down thy gracious ear,. And fpeedy fiiccour fend ; Do thou my ftedfaft rock appear, To Ihelter and defend. 3 Since thou, when foes opprefs. My rock and fortrefs art, To guide me forth from this diflrefsy Thy wonted help impart. 4 Releafe me from the fnare, "Which they have clofely laid ; Since I, O God, my ftrength, repair To thee alone for aid. 5 To thee, the God of truth, My life, and all that's mine, (For thou preferv'dft me from my youth) I willingly refign. 6 All vain dciigns I hate Of thofe that truft in lies ; And ftill my foul, in every ftate,^ To God' fbr fuccour flies. PART n. 7 Thofe mercies thou haft fhown-, I'll cheerfully exprefs ; For thou haft feen my ftraits, and known> My foul in deep diilrefs. 8 When Keilah's treach'rous race Did all my ftrength inclofe, Thou gav'ft my feet a larger fpace^. To Ihuii my watchful foes. Psalm XXXI/ ^ 4.3 9 Thy mercy, Lord, difplay, And hear my juft complaint ? For bodi my foul and flefh decay^ With grief and hunger faint. 10 Sad thoughts my life opprefs ; My years are fpent in groans ; My fms have made my flrength decreafe^ And ev'n confum'd my bones. 11 My foes my fuff 'rings mock'd ; My neighbours did upbraid ; My friends, at fight of me, were Ihock'd, And fled, as men difmay'd. 12 Forfook by all am I, As dead, and out of mind j And Hke a fhatter'd veiTel lie, Whofe parts can ne'er be join'd. 13 Yet fland'rous words they fpeak, And feem my pow'r to dread ; WHiilft they together counfel take^. My guiltlefs blood to Ihed. 14 But ftill my ftedfaft truft I on thy help repofe : That thou, my God, art good and juffj. My foul with comfort knows. PART III. 15 Whate'er events betide, Thy wifdom times them all ; Then, Lord, thy fervant fafely hide From thofe that feek his fall. 16 The brightnefs of thy face To me, O Lord, difclofe ; And, as thy mercies ftill increafe, Preferve me from my foes. 17 Me from difhonour fave, Who ftill have call'd on thee ; Let that, and filence in the grave, The fmner's portion be. l8Do thou their tongues rcftrain, Whofe breath in hcs is fp'-^nt ; Who falfc reports, with juoud difdaift;. Againll the righteous vent. 44 Psalm XXXIL 19 How great thy mercies are i To fuch as fear thy name, Which thou for thofe that truft thy care^ Doft to the world proclaim ! 20 Thou keep'ft them in thy fight, From proud opprelfors free ; From tongues that do in ftrife delight, They are preferv'd by thee. 21 With glory and renown God's name be ever bleft ; Whofe love, in Keilah's well-fenc'd townit Was wond'roufly exprefs'd ! 22 I faid, in hafty flight, " I'm banifh'd from thine eyes ;" Yet ftill thou keep'ft me in thy fight, And heard'ft my eanieft cries. 23 O ! all ye faints, the Lord With eager love purfue ; Who to the juft will help affordf,- And give the proud their due^ 24 Ye that on God rely, Courageoufly proceed ;. For he will ftill your hearts fupply With ftrengthj in time of need. PSALM XXXII.- Long metre. 1 T T E's blefl: whofe fms have pardon gain'd, X A No more in judgment to appear j 2 Whofe guilt remiffion has obtain 'd. And whofe repentance is fmcere. 3 While I conceal'd the fretting fore, My bones confum'd without relief; All day did I with anguilh roar ; But no complaints alTuag'd my grief. 4 Heavy on me thy hand remain'd, By day and ni^ht alike diftrefs'd, Till quite of vital moifture drain'd, Like land wiih furx.mer's drought opprefs'd. 5 No fooner I my wound difclos'd, The guilt that tortui^d me within, Psalm XXXIII. 45 But thy forgivenefs interpos'd, And mercy's bcaUng balm pour'd In. 6 True penitents fhull thus fucceecT, Who feek thee whillt thou may'fl be found ; And, from the common deluge freed, Shall fee remorfekfs flnncrs drown'd.. 7 Thy favour, Lord, in all dillrefs. My tow'r of refuge I muft own '^ Thou Ihalt my haughty foes fupprefs, And me with fongs of triumph crown. 8 In my indrudtion then confide, Ye that would truth's f;ife path defcry ; Your progref? I'll fecurely guide, And keep you in my watchful eye» 9 Submit yourfelves to wifdom's rule, Like men that reafon have attain'd ; Not like th' imgovern'd horfe and mule, Whofe fury muft be cui-b'd and rein'd. 10 Sorrows on forrows multiply 'd, The harden'd fmner fhall confound j But them who in his truth confide, Bleflings of mercy fhall furround. 1 1 His faints, that have perform'd his laws. Their life in triumph fhall employ ; Let them, as they alone have caufe. In grateful raptures fliout for joy. PSALM XXXIII. Common 7neire-^ 1 T ET all the juft to God, with joy, i J Their cheerful voices raife ; For well tJie righteous it becomes To fmg glad fongs of praife. 2, 3 Let harps, and pfalteries, and lutes, In joyful concert meet ; And new-made fongs of loud applaufe The harmony complete. 4, 5 For faithful is the word of God ; His works with truth aboimd ; He juftice loves ; and all the earth Is with his goodncfs crown'd. 46 Psalm XXXIII. 6 By his almighty word, at firft, The heav'nly arch was rear'd ; And all the beauteous hofls of light At his command appearVh 7 The fwelling floods, together roll'd* He makes in heaps to lie ; And lays, as in a ftorehoufe fafe, The wat'ry treafures by. 8, 9 Let earth, and all that dwell therein, Before him trembling ftand ; For, when he fpake the word, 'twas made j 'Twas fix'd at his command. 10 He, v/hen the heathen clofely plot,. Their councils undermines ; His wifdom inefFedual makes The peoples' rafh defigns. 11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees Shall ftand for ever fure ; The fettled purpofe of his heart To ages ihall endure. PART IT. 12 How happy then are they, to whom The Lord for God is known ! Whom he, from all the world befides. Has chofen for his own. 13, 14, 15 He all the nations of the earth, From Heav'n, his throne, furvey'd ; He faw their works, and view'd their thoughts ; By him their hearts were mrje. 16, 17 No king is fafe by num'rous hofts ; Their ftren;>-th the ftrong deceives : No manag'd horfe, by force or fpeed, His warlike rider faves. 18, 19 'Tis God, who thofe that truft in him Beholds with gracious eyes ; He frees their fouls from death ; their want,, In time of dearth, fupplies. ao, 2 1 Our foul on God with patience waits j Our help and ihield is he ; Psalm XXXIV. 4.7^ Then, Lord, let ftill our hearts rejoice, Becaufe we trufl in thee. 2 2 The riches ot thy mercy, Lord, Do thou to us extend ; Since we, for all we want or wifh, On thee alone depend. P S A L INI XXXIV. Covimo7i ?vetfe. 1 ^Tn H ROUGH all the changing fcenes of life, I In trouble and in joy, The praifes of my Qod Ihall ftill !My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliv'rance I will boail, Till all that are diftreft, From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to reft. 3 O ! magnify the Lord with me, With rae exalt his name : 4 When in dlftrefs to him I call'd, He to my refcue came. 5 Their drooping hearts were foon refrefti'd, Who look'd to him for aid ; Defir'd fuccefs in ev'ry face A cheerful air difplay'd. 6 " Behold, (fay they) behold the man, " Wliom Providence reliev'd ; " The man fo dang'roufly befet, " So wond'rouily retriev'd !" 7 The hofts of God encamp around The dwellings of tlie juft ; Deliv'rance he affords to all, Who on his fuccour truft. 8 ! make but trial of his love, Experience will decide How bleft they arc, and only they, Who in his truth confide. 9 Fear him, ye faints ; and you will thon Have notliing elfe to fear : Make you his fervice your delight, Your wants fliall be his earc- 48 Psalm XXXIV. so While hungry lions lack their prey, The Lord will food provide For fuch as put their trufl in him. And fee their needs fupply'd. P A R T IL 1 1 Approach, ye pioufly difpos'd, And my inftru(flion hear ; I'll teach you the true difcipliHC Of his reliGfious fear. 12 Let him who length of life defires, And profp'rous days would fee, 13 From fland'ring language keep his tongue^ His lips from falfehood free ; 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, And virtue's ways purfue ; Eflablilli peace, where 'tis begun ; And where 'tis loft, renews. 15 The Lord from Heav'n beholds the jufl With favourable eyes ; And, when diftrefs'd, his gracious ear Is open to their cries ; 16 But turns his wrathful look on thofe, Wliom mercy can't reclaim. To cut them off, and from the earth Blot out their hated name. i7 Dellv'rance to his faints he gives, When his relief they crave ; 1 8 He's nigh to heal the broken heart, And contrite fpirit fave. 19 The wicked oft, but ftill in vain, Againft the juft confpire ; 20 For under their afflldion's v/eight He keeps their bones entire. 2 1 The wicked, from their wicked arts, Their ruin fhall derive ; Whilft righteous men, whom they deteft, Shall them and theirs furvive. 22 For God preferves the fouls of thofe Who on his truth depend ; To them, and their pofterity, His bleffings Ihall defcend. Psalm XXXV. PSALM XXXV. Common 7netre. 1 \ GAINST all thofe that ftrive with me, S\. O Lord, afTert my right ; With fuch as war urijullly wage, Do thou my battles fight. 2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy fliield Upon thy warlike arm ; Stand up, O God, in my defence, And keep me fafe from harm. 3 Bring forth tny fpear ; and flop their courfcj That hade my blood to fpill ; Say to my foul, "' I am thy health, ** And will preferve thee ftill." 4 Let them with fhame be cover'd o'er, V/ho my deilrudion fought ; And fuch as did my harm devife, Be to confufion brought. 5 Then fhall they fly, difpcrs'd like chaff Before the driving \vind ; , God's vengeful minifter of wrath Shall follow clofe behind. ^ 6 And when, through dark -and flippVy v/aysj They ftrlve his rage to fhun. His vengeful minifters of wrath Shall goad them as they run. 7 Since, unprovok'd by any WTong, ' They hid their treach'rous fnare ; And, for my'harmlefs {mil, a pit Did, without caufe, prepare ; % Surpris'd by mifchiefs unforefeen, By their own arts betray'd, Their feet fliall fall into tlie net. Which they for me'had laid; 9 Whilft my glad foul fhall God's great name For this dtliv'ranGe blefs. And, by his faving health fecur'd. Its grateful joy exprefs. JO My very bones Ihall fay, " O Lord, " Who can compare with thee ? ** Who fett'ft the poor and helplefs man " Crom ftrong oppreflbrs trec.-^ 49 ro TsALM XXXV. P A R T II. 1 1 Falfe witnefTesy with forg'd coipplaint?, Againft my truth combin'd ; And to my charge fuch t;bings they laid. As I had ne'er delign'd. 1 2 The good which I to them had donj?. With evil they repaid ; And did, by malice jindef&rv'd, My harmlefs life invade. 13 But as for me, -w^ien they were fiok, I flill in fackclqth mourn'd ; I pray-'d and fafted, and -my pray'r To my ov/n breaft return'd. . 14 Had they my friends or brethren been,- I could have done no more ; Nor with more decent figns of giief A mother's lofs deplore. X5 How difF'rent did their carriage prove. In times of my diftrefs ! When th£y, in crowds together mej:. Did favage joy esprefs. The rabble toq, in num'roiis throng^S;, By their example came ; And ceas'd not, with reviling words, To wound my fpotlefs fame. .i,-6 Scoffers, that noble tables haunt, And earn their bread with lies. Did gnafh their teeth, and iland'ring jefts Malicioufiy devife. ,.17 But, Lord, how long wilt thou look oni On my behalf appear ; And fave my guiltlefs foul, which they, Like rav'ning bea.fts, would tear. P ART IIL . , iS So T, before the lifl'ning world. Shall grateful thanks exprefs ; And where the great aifcrnbly meets, Thy Unnie \viih praifesblefs. 19 Lord, fuffcr not my caufelefs foes, "Who mfe UBJuftly hate J Psalm XXXV. §^: With Open joy, or fecret figns, To mock nry fad eftate. 2GFor they, with hearts averfe to peace,-' Induftrioufly devife, Againft the men of qaiet minds To forge mahcious hes. 2 1 Nor with thefe private arts content. Aloud they vent their fpite ; And fay, " At Lift we found him out, •' He did it in our fight." 22 But thou, who doft both them and me With righteous eyes furvey, AfTert my innocence, O Lord, And keep not far away. 23 Stir up thyfelf in my behalf; To judgment, Lord, awake ; Thy righteous fervant's caufe, O God,. - To thy decifion take. 24 Lord, as my heart has upright been, Let me thy juftice find ; Nor let my cruel foes obtain The triumph they defign'd. 25- ! let them not, amongft themfelves, - In boafting language, fay, " At length our wiflies are complete 5 "At laft he's made our prey.'' 26 Let fuch as in my harm rejoic'd, For fhame their faces hide ; And foul difhonour wait on thofe, That proudly me defy'd ; 27 Whilft they with cheerful voices fhout, ' Who my jull caufe befriend ; And blefs the Lord, who loves to make Succefs his fainto attend. 28 So fhall my tongue thy judgments fmg, • Infpir'd witli grateful joy ; And cheerful hymns, in praife of thee, • Shall all my d:iys employ. - 52 ' Psalm XXXVI. PSALM XXXVI. Long metre. 1 "I\ /r Y crafty foe, with fliitt'ring art, JLVx His wicked purpofe would difguife y But reafon v.'hifpers to my heart, K-e ne'er fets God before his eyes. 2 He foothes himfelf, retir'd from fight ; Secure he thinks his treach'rous game j Till his dark plots, exposed to light, Their falfe contriver brand with fhame. 3 In deeds he is my foe confefs'd, Whilft with his tongue he fpeaks me fair y True wifdom's banifn'd from his bread, And vice has fole dominion there. 4 His wakeful malice fpends the night In forging his accurs'd defignsj. His obftinate, ungen'rous fpite No execrable means declines. 5 But, Lord, thy mercy, my fure hope,. Above the heavenly orb afcends ; Thy facred truth's unmeafur'd fcope Beyond the fpreading fky extends. 6 Thy juftice hke the hills remains ; Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are j- Thy providence the world fuftains j The whole creation is thy care. 7 l^nce of thy goodnefs all partake, With what ailurance fliould the jufl Thy fhelt'ring wings their refuge make, And faints to thy proteflion truft ; 8 Such guefts fliall to thy courts be led,. To banquet on thy love's repaft ; And drink, as from a fountain's head, Of joys that Ihall for ever laft. 9 With thee the fprings of life remain ; Thy prefence is eternal day ; I o O ! let thy faints thy favour gain ; To upright hearts thy truth difplay.. I I Whilft pride's infulting foot would fpurn. And wicked hands my life fui-prife, 1 2 Their mifchiefs on themfelves return j Down, down they're fali'n, no more to rife.^ Psalm XXXVII. '5f PSALM XXXVII. Particukrmetre. 1 nr^ HOUGH wicked men grow rich or great, X Yet let not their fucceisful ftatc Thy anger or thy envy raife ; 2 For they, cut down Uke tender grafs, Or like young flow'rs, away (hall pals, Whofe blooming beauty foon decays. • 3 Depend on God, and him obey,- So thou within the- land ftialt ftay, Secure from danger, and from want ; 4 Make his commands thy chief delight ; And he, thy duty to requite. Shall all thy eameft wilhes grant. 5 In all thy -ways truft thou the Lord, And he will needful help afford. To perfcd every juft defign ; 6 He'll make, like light, ferene and cleafj Thy clouded innocence appear, And as a mid-day fun to fhine. 7 With quiet mind on God depend, ^ And patiently for him attend ; Nor let thy anger fondly rife, ■ Though wicked men with wealth abound, ■ And with fuccefs the plots are crown'd, Which they mulicioufly devife. 8 From anger ceafe, and wrath forfake ; Let no ungnvern'd paQIon make Thy wav'ring heart efpcufe their crime > ' ■ 9 For God ftiall iinful men deftroy j Whilft only they the land enjoy. Who truft on him, and wait his time. 10 How foon fhall wicked men decay ! Their place Ihall vanilh quite away. Nor by the {lri*5left fearch be fouiid y ■ ' I Whilfl; humble fouls po/Tefs the earth, Rejoicing llIU with godly mirth. With peace and plenty always crown'd. C4„ Psalm XXXVIL ,P A R T II. 12 Willie finful crowds, with falfe defign, ■ Againll the righteous few combine, And gnafh their teeth and threat'ning, ftand ; 1 3 God fhali their empty plots deride, And laugh at their defeated pride t He fees their ruin near at hand. 1 4 They draw the fword, and bend the bow,. T]ie poor and needy to o'erthrow. And men of upright lives to flay ; J 5 But their ftrong bows fhall foon be broke,. Their fharpen'd weapon's mortal ftroke Through their own hearts fhall force its war». J 6 A little with God's favour blefs'd, That's by one righteous man polTefs'd, The wealth of many bad excels ; 17 For God fupports the juft man's caufe ;. But as for thofe that break his laws, < Their unfuccefsfid pow'r he quells.. J 8 Tiis conftant care the upright guides, And over all their life prefides ;, Their portion fliall for ever laft ; 19 They, when dlilrefs o'^erwhelms the earth,. Shall be unrnov'dj and e'en in dearth The happy fruits of plenty tafte. 20 Not fo the wicked man, and thofe Who proudly dare God's will nppofe ; Deftrudlon is their haplefs fhare : I^ike fat of lambs', their hopes, and thejV Shall in an in Rant melt away. And vanifh into fmoke and air. PART III. 21 While fmners, brought to fid decay, Still borrow on, and never pay, ' The juft have vv'ill and pow'r to give j 22 For fuch as God vouchfafes to blefs, Shall peaceably the earth poffefs ; And thofe he curfes fhall not live. Psalm XXXVIL . 55 23 Tlie good man's way is God's delight j He orders all the flaps- aright Of him that moves by his command ;. 24 Though he Ibmetimes may be diftrefs'd, Yet fliall he ne'er be quite opprefs'd ; For Gcd upholds him with his hand, 25 From my. firil; youth, till age prevail'd, I never faw the righteous fail'd. Or want o'ertake his num'rous race ;. 2^Becaufe compa3ion fill'd his heart, And he did cheerfully impart, God made his oiFspring's wealth increafe. 27 With caution fhun each wicked deed, In virtue's ways v.-ixli zeal proceed, And fo prolong your happy days ; 28 For God, who judgment loves, does ftill Preferve his faints fecurs from ill, ^^^1ile.foon the wicked race decays^ 29, 30, 3 1 The upright fliall pofTcfs the land j His portion fhaU far ages (land ; His mouth with wifdom is fupply'd : His tongue by rules of judgment moves-; His heart the law of God approves ; Therefore his footfteps never Aide. PART IV. 32 In wait the watchful finner lies In vain the righteous to furprife ; In vain his ruin does decree : 33 God will not him.defencelefs leave,, To his revenge expos'd, but fave ; And when he's fentenc'd, fet him free.. 34 "Wait ftill on God ; keep his command, And thou, exalted in the land, Thy blefs'd pc-fTefTion ne'er flialV quit : The wicked foon deftroy'd fhall be, And at his dlfifcal tragedy Thou fhalt a fafe fpeclator fit. 35 The wicked- 1 in pow'r have feen, And, like a bay-trecj fiefh and green> That fpreads its pkafant branches round : ^6:. Psalm XXXVIIL 36 But he wrts gone as fwift as riiought { ,. And, though in ev'ry place I fought, . No fign or track of hira I found. 37 Obferve the perfedl man with care, And mark all fnch as upright are ; Their rougheft days in peace Ihali end ; - 38 While on the latter end of thofe, Who dare God's facrcd will- oppofe, A commoa ruin fhall attend. 39 God to the juft will aid afford-; Their only fafeguard is the Lord ; Their ftrength in time of need is he : ^o.Becaufe on him they ftiU depend, The Lord, will timely faccoar fend, And from the wicked fet them free. PSALM XXXVnr. Commm metrei 1 '^r^HY chafl'mng wrath,- O Lord, reftraiKy X Though I deferve it all ; Nor let at once on me the ftorm ' • Of thy difpleafure falh 2 In ev'ry \\Tetched part of me Thy arrows deep remain ; Thy heavy hand's affiitfling weight •■ I can no more fuftaiu. 3 My flefli is one continued wound, ", Thy wrath fo iieicely glows ; Betwixt my punifhment and guilt My bones have no repofe. 4 My fms, which to a deluge fwell, My fmking head o'eiflow, A.nd, for my feeble ftrength to bear, Too vaft a burden grow. y Stench and corruption fill my wounds 5 My folly's juft return ; € With trouble I am warp'd and bow'd^ . And all day long I mourn. 7 A loath'd difeafe afflids my loins, - Infefting ev'ry part ; 8 With ficknefs worn, I groan and roar ■ Through anguilh of my heart. Psalm XXXVIIL 57 PART II.. 9 Eat, Lord, before thy fearching eyes All my defires appear ; And fure my groans have been too loud, Not to have reach'd rhine ear. 10 My heart's opprefs'd, my ftrength decay 'd,. My eyes depriv'd of light ; 1 1 Friends, loyer?,..kinfmen gaze aloof On fuch a difmal fight. X 2 Mean -vshlle the foes that feek my life. Their fnares to take me fet ; Vent {landers, and contrive all day To forge fome new deceit : 13 But I, as if both deaf and dumb. Nor heard nor once reply'd ; 14 Quite deaf and dumb, like one whofe tongue Witli confcious guilt is ty'd. 15 For, Lord, to thee I do appealj. My innocence to clear ; AHiir'd tliat thou, the righteous God, My injur'd caufe wilt hear. 16 " Hear me," faid I, " left my proud foes " A fpiteful joy difplay ; . " Infulting, if they fee my foot " But once to go aftray." 17 And, with continaal grief opprefs'd> . To fmk I now begin ; 18 To tliee, O Lord, I will«confefs, To thee bewail my fm. 1 9 But whilft I languiih, my proud foes- Their ftrength and vigour boaft ; And they that hate me without caufe Are grown a dreadful hoft. 20 Ev'n they whom I oblig'd, return My kindnefs wilh defpite ; And are my enemies, becaufe I choofe the path that's right. 21 Forfake me not, O Lord my God,. Nor far from me depart ; 22 Make hafle to my relief, thou, Who my falvaxion art. S^ Psalm XXXIX. PS A L M- XXXIX. Comtnoj} metre. 1 T> ESOLV'D to watch o'er all my ways, XV I kept my tongiie in awe ; 2 curb'd my haftj words, when I The wicked profp'rous faw. 2 Like one that's damh, I filent ftood, And did my tongue refrain From good difcourfc ; but that reflraint Increased my inward pain. 3 My heart did glow with working: thoughts, ■, And no repofe could take ; Till ftrong rerteftlon fanned the fii-e. Arid thus at length I fpake : 4 Lord, let me know my term of days, How foon my life will end : The mim'rous train of ills difclofe, Which this frail ftate attend. 5 My life, thou know'ft, is but a.fpan ; A cypher fums my years ; And ev'ry man, in beft eftate. But vanity appears. 6 Man, like a fhadow, vainly walks. With fruitlefs care opprefs'd ; He heaps up wealthy but cannot tell By whom 'twill be poflefs'd. 7 Why then fliould I on worthlefs toys, ■ With anxious cares attend ? On thee alone my ftedfaft hope Shall ever, Lord, depend. 8, 9 Forgive my fins ; nor let me fccni'd - By foolifh fmners be ; For I was dumb, and m.urmur'd not. Becaufe 'twas-done by thee. loThe dreadful burden of thy wrath ■ In mercy foon remove ; Left my frail flefh too weak to bear The heavy load flioiiid prove. II For when thou chaft'neft man for fin, . Thou mak'ft his beauty fade, (So vain a thing is he !) like cloth ^ By fretting. moths decay'^^ ■ Psalm XL, ,^^ It Lord, hear my cry, accept my tears, And lilten to my pray'r, Who fojourn like a ftranger here, As all my fathers weVe. 13 O ! fpare.me yet a little time ; My wafted ftrength reftore, Before I vanifn quite from hence, And fiiall be fecn no more. P S A L M XL. Langvt^e, 1 T WAITED meekly for the Lw-d, X Till he vouchfaf 'd a kind reply ; Who did his gracious ear afford, And heard from hea\''n my humble cry, 3 He took me from the difmal pit, When founder'd deep in miry clay ; On folid ground he plac'd my feet, And fuffer'd not my fteps to ftray. 3 The wonders he for me has wrought Shall fill my mouth with fongs.of praife j And others, to his worship brought, To hopes of like deliv 'ranee raife. -4 For bleffings fhall that man reward, Who on th* Almighty Lord relies ; Who treats 'the pi'oud with dilrcgard. And hates the hypocrite's difguife. 5 Who can-the -wond'rous works recount Which thou, O God, for us haft ^^T0Ught ? The treafures of thy love fjrmount The pow'r of numbers, fpeech, and thought. 6 I've learnt that ihou haft not defir'd Oft'rings and iacrifice alone ; . Nor blood of guiltlefs beatts requir'd. For man's tranfgreirion to atone, 7 I therefore come — come to fulfil The oracles thy books impart ; 8 'TIs my delight to do thy will ; Thy law is written in my heart. •P A R T II. ^ In full aflemblies I have told Thy truth and ri^hteoufnefs at large^j '6o Psalm XL. Nor did, thou know'ft, my lips withhold From utt'ring what thou gav'ft in charge lo Nor kept within my breaft confin'd Thy faithfulnefs and faving grace ; But preach'd thy love, for all dellgn'd, That all might that, and truth, embrace. 1 1 Then let thofe mercies I declar'd To others, ^or!, ■rntnd to me j Thy lovlng-kindhefs my reward. Thy truth my fafe protedion be. J 2 For I with troubles am diftrefs'd, Too numberlefs for me to bear ; Nor lefs with loads of guilt opprefs'd, That plunge and fmk me to defpair. As foon alas ! may I recount The hairs on this afflicfled head ; •My vanquifh'd courage they furmount, , And fill my drooping foul with dread. PART III. -S3 But, Lord, to my relief draw near. For n?ever was more preffing need ; • In my deliv'rance. Lord, appear, And add. to that deliv'rance fpeed. 14 Confufion on their heads return, Who to deftroy my foul combine ; Let them, defeated, blufh and mourn, Infnar'd in their own vile defign. 1 5 Their doom let defolation be. With fliame their malice Jbe repaid. Who mock'd my.coa-".fidence in thee. And fport of my afflidion made. r 6 While thofe who humbly, feek thy fac«, To joyful triumphs Ihall be rais'd ; And all who prize thy faving grace. With me refound, The Lord be prais'd. 1 7 Thus, wretched though I am and poor, Of me th' Almighty Lord takes care: Thou God, who only can ft reflore. To. my relief with fpeed repair. Psalm XLI. 6£ PSALM XLI. Conimort metre, r T TAPPY the man, whofe tender care X JL Relieves the poor diftrefs'd! When troubles compafs him around. The Lord fhall give him reft. Z The Lord his life, with bleflings crown 'd. In fafety fhall prolong ; And difappoint the will of thofe That feek to do him wrong. 3 If he in languifhiag eflate, Opprefs'd with ficknefs lie ; The Lord will eafy make his bed, And inward ftrength fupply. 4 Secure of this, to thee, my God, I thus my pray'r addrefs ; ' «* Lord, for thy mercy, heal my foul, ' " Though I have much tranlgrefs'd.^* 5 My cruel foes, with fland'rous v/ords. Attempt to v/ound my fame ; ' <« When Ihall he die," fay they, « and mco ** Forget his very name ?" 6~Suppofe they formal vifits make, 'Tis all but empty fhew ; , They gather mifchief in their hearts, And vent it where they go. 7, 8 With private whlfpers, fuch as thefe, To hurt me they devife ; .**A fore difeafe afflicts him now; " He's fall'n, no more to rife." '5 My ov/n familiar hofom-friend. On whom I moft reiy'd. Has me, whofe daily gueft he was, With open fcorn defy'd. 10 But thou my fad and wretched flate, ** In mercy. Lord, regard ; - And raife me up, that all their crimes May meet their juft reward. ^ 1 By this I know thy gracious ear is open, when I call ; f' 6i Psalm XLIL Becaufe thou fufFer'ft not my foes To triumph in my fall. 1 2 Thy tender care fecures my life From danger and difgrace ; And thou vouchfaf'ft to fet me ftiU Before thy glorious face. .13 Let therefore Ifrael's Lord and God From age to age be blefs'd ; And all the people's glad applaufe With loud Amens exprefs'd. PSALM XLIL Common metre^ * A S pants the hart for cooling flreams, _Lx. When heated in the chace ; So longs my foul, God, for thee^ And thy refrelhing grace. 3 For thee, my God, the living Go4i My thirfty foul doth pine ; O ! when fhall I behold thy face, Thou Mgjefty Divine ? i. 3 Tears are my conftant food, while tlius Infulting foes upbraid ; *' Deluded wretch ! where's now thy Godi "And where, his promis'd aid ?" 4 I figh, whene'er my mufmg tlioughts Thofe happy days prefent. When I, with troops of pious friends, Thy temple did frequent. When I advanc'd with fongs of praifcj My folemn vows to pay. And led the joyful facred throng, That kept the feftal ,day. 5 Why reftlefs, why caft down, my foul ? Truft God ; who will employ His aid for thee,- and change thefe ^i^s To thankful hymns of joy. C My foul's caft down, O God! but thinks On thee and Sion ftill ; From Jordaiv's hank, from Hermcn's heights, And Mlzar"s hunible hill. FsalmXLIII, 63 7 One trouble calls another on, And, gath'ring o'er my head, Fall fpouting down, till round my foul A roaring fea is fpread. S But when' thy prefence, Lord of life,, Has once difpell'd this ftorm. To thee I'll midnight anthems iing, And all my vows perform. 9 God of my ftrength, how long fhall I,- Like one forgotten, mourn ; Forlorn, forfaken, and expos'd To my oppreilbr's fcorn ? Jo My heart is pierc'd, as with a iword, While thus my foes upbraid : " Vain bcafter, where Is now thv God ? " And where his promis'd aid :" X 1 Why reftlefs, why caft down, my foul ? Hope ftill ; and thou fhalt fmg The praife of him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal fpring. PSALM' XLIII. Long metre. t TUST Judge of Heav'n, againil my foes J Do thou aflert my injur'd right ; O fet me free, my God, from thole That in deceit and wrong delight. 3 Since thou art ftill my only flay, Why leav'il; thou me in deep diflrefs ? Why go I mourning all the d.iy, Whilll me infulting foes opprefs ?^ 3 Let me with light and truth be bleft ; Be thefe my guides, to lead the way, • Till on thy holy hill I reft. And in thy facred temple pray. 4 Then will I there frcfh altars raife To God, who is my only joy ; ■ And well-tun'd harps, with fongs of praife, - Shall all my grateful hdurs employ. 5' Why then call down, my foul ? and why So much opprefs'd with anxious care ? . On God, thy God, for aid reiy, Who will thy x-uin'd flats re-pain 64 Psalm XLIV. PSALM XLIV. Common melre^ « /^ LORD, our fathers oft have told V_^ In our attentive ears, Thy wonders, in their days perform 'd. And elder times than rheirs^ : 2 How thou, to plant them here, dldft drive The heathen from this land,. Diipeoplcd by repeated ftrokes Of thy avenging hand. 3 For not their courage, nor their fword, To them polTeffion gave ; Nor ilrength, that from unequal force Their fainting troops could fave : But thy right hand, and pow'rful arm^ Whofe fuccour they implor'd ; Thy prefcnce with the chofen race, Who thy great name ador'd. 4 As thee their God our fathers own'd, ' Thou art our fov'reign King ; O ! therefore, as thou did'il to them, To us deliv'rance bringj. 5 Through thy vicflorious Name, our arms The proudeftfoes fhall quell ; And crufh them with repeated ftrokes, As oft as'they rebel. 6 I'll neither truft my bow nor fword, When I in fight engage ; 7 But thee, who haft our foes fubdu'd, And fham'd their fpiteful rage. 8 To thee the triumph v/e afcribe, From whom the conqueft came: In God, v.'e will rejoice all day, And ever blefs his Name. PART IT. 9 But thou haft caft u^ off; and now Moft Ihamefully we yield ; For thou no more vcuchfaf 'ft t« lead Our armies to the field : 10 Since when, to ev'ry upftart foe We turn our backs in fighf j Psalm XLIV. 65 Ans witli our fpoil their malice feaft, Wlio bear us ancient fpite. 1 1 To flaughf'er doom'd, we fall, like flieep, ; Into their butch'ring hands ; Or (what's more wretched yet) furvive, Diipcrs'd through heathen lands. 1 2 Thy people thou haft fold for Have?;, And fet their price fo low, That not thy treafure, by the fale, ■ Btit iheir difgrace, may grow. 13, 14 Rcproach'd by all the nations rounds - The heathen's by-vrord growm ; Whofe fcorn of us is both in fpeech. And mocking geftures, ihown. 15 Confuficn ftrikes me blind ; my face In confcious fhame I hide ; 16'Wlfile we are fcofF'd, and God blafphem'd, ■ By their licentious pride. P' A R T IIL • If On us this heap of woes is fall'n^; All tliis we have endur'd ; Yet have not, Lord, rencunc'd thy name^ '■ Or faith to thee abjur'd : 1 3 But in thy righteoTis paths ha*^ kept Our hearts and fteps with care ; 19 Though thou had broken all our ftrengthj And we almoft defpair. 26 Could we, forgetting thy great Name, On other gods rely, 2 1 A nd not the Searcher bf all hearts' The trcach'rous crime defcry ? 22' Thou fee'ilwhrCt fufF'rings, for thy fake> ' We ev'ry day fuftain ; All flaughter'd, or referv'd like fiieep '• Appointed to be flain. 23 Awake, arife ; let fceming flecp v No longer thee detain ; Nor let us; Lord, who fue to thee. For ever fue in vain. F 2 ^^ Psalm XLV. «4 Oh ! wherefore hideft thou thy face From our afflidecl (late, 25 Whofe fouls and bodies fmk to darth With grief's oppreifive weight ? «6 Arife, O Lord, and timely hafte To our deliv'rance make ; Redeem us, Lord ; — if not for 6urs>" Yet for thy raerey's fake. PSALM XLV. Coffif}r9tt metre, ' "XA/"^^^"^ ^ ^^^ King's loud praife rehearfe, V V Indited by my heart, My tongue is Uke the pen of him That writes with ready art. 2 How matchlefs is thy form, O King ! Thy mouth with grace o'erflows ; Becaufe frefh bleffings God on thee ' Eternally beflows. 3 Gird on thy fword, moft mighty Prince % And, clad in rich array, With glorious ornaments of pow'r, Majeftic pomp difplay. 4 Ride on in ftate, and ftill proteft The meek, the juft, and true ; Whilft thy right hand, with fwift revenge, Does all thy foes purfue. 5 How fharp thy weapons are to them That dare thy pow'r defpife ! Down, down they fall, while through their hefart The feather'd arrow flies. 6 But thy firm throne, O God, is fix'd, For ever to endure ; Thy fceptre's fway fhall always laft, By righteous laws fecure. 7 Becaufe thy heart, by juftice led, Did upright ways approve, And hated ftill the crooked paths, Where wand 'ring fmners rove ; Therefore did God, thy God, on thee The oil of gladncfs fhed ; And has, above tliy fellows round> Advanc'd thy lofty head. Psalm XLV. ^^jr 8 With cafTia, aloes, and myrrh, Thy royal robes abound ; Which, from the (lately wardrobe brought, . Spread grateful odours round. 9 Among the honourable train Did princely virgins wait ; The queen was plac'd at thy right hand, ' . In golden robes of ftate. PAR T II. - 10 But thou, O royal bride, give eafj And to my words attend ; Forget thy native country now, And ev'ry former friend.. 1 1 So fhall thy beauty charm the. King, , Nor fhall his love decay ; For he is now become thy Lord j To him due rev'rence pay. z 2 The Tyrian matrons, rich and procd^ Shall humble prefents make ; And all the wealthy nations fue Thy favour to pjalake. 13 The King's fair daughter's fairer foul All inward graces fill ; Her raiment is of pureft gold, Adorn'd withcoftly Ikill. 14 She in her nuptial garments drefs'd, With needles richly -WTOUght, • Attended by her virgin train, Shall to the King be brought. 1 j; With all the ftate of folemn joy The triumph moves along ; Till, with wide gates, the royal court Receives the pompous throng. J 6 Thou, in thy royal Father's room, Muft princely fons expert ; Whom thou to difF'rent realms may'ft fend, To govern and proteft ; 1 7 Whllft this my fong to future times Tranfmits thy glorious name ; And makes the world, with one confent, Thy lafting praife- proclaifii. 63" Psalm XLVI, XLVIf. P S A L M XLVI. Particular metre. I * f^ OD is our refuge m diftrefs ; \jr A prefent help when dangers prefs j In him, undaunted, we'll confide ; 2, 3 Though earth were from her centre toft. And mountains in the ocean loft, Tom piece-meal by the roavitig tide, 4 A gentler ftream with gladneCs ftill The city of our Lord fhall fill, ■ The royal feat of God moft high^: 5 God dwells in Sion, whofe fair tow'rs Shall mock th* alTaults of earthly pow'rs» . While his Almighty aid is nigh. 6 In tumults W'he^n the heathen rag'd. And kingdoms-war againft us wag'd, He thunder-'d, and difpers'd their pow'rs j • 7 -The Lord of Hofts eonduds our arms, - * Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, Our fathers' Guardian God, and ours. 8 Come, fee the wonders he hath wrough<:, On earth what defolation brought ; How h^: has calrn'd the jarring world : • 9 He broke the warlike fpear and bow ; With them their thund'ring chariots too -• Into devouring flames werehurl'd. 10 Submit to God's Almighty fway ; For him the heathen Ihall obey, And earth her ibv'reign Lord confefs : I r The God of Hofcs conduds our arms,- Our tow'r of refuge in alarms. As to our fathers in diftrefs. ■ PSALM ^ISW. Long metre, ij 2 r^ ALL-ye people, clap your hands, V-.^ And with triumphant voices fmg j No force the mighty pow'r withftands Of God, the univerfal King. 5, 4 He Ihall nppof.ng nations quell, ' And with fuccefs our battles fight ; Shall fir the place where we muft dwellj The pride of Jacob, his delighu Psalm XLVIII. 69 5V6 God is gone up, our Lord and King, With fhouts of joy,. and trumpets' ibundj, . To him repeated praifes iing, And let the cheerftil fong rebound. 7, 8 Your utmoft fkill in praiie be fhown, For him, who all the world commandSi Who fits upon his righteous throne, Andfpreads his f.vay o'er heathen lands, , 9 Our chiefs and tribes, that far from herice To ferve the God of Abr'am came, Found him their conftant fure defence : How great and 'glorious is his name ! «. ? S A JL M XLVIII. Conmionmetre. , 1 nr' HE Lord, the only God, is great, 1" And greatly to be prais'd In Sion, on whofe hftppy mount His facred throne is rais'd, 2 Her tow'rs, the joy of all the earth, V With beauteous profpedl rife ; On her north fide th' Almighty King's Imperial city lies. . 3 God in her palaces is known ; His prefence is' her guard : 4 Confed'rate kings withdrew their fiege, . And of fuccefs deipair'd. 5 They view'd her v/alls, admlr'd, and fied, . With grief and terror ftruck ; 6 Like women, whom the fudden pangs ■ Of travail had o'ertook. 1 ■ No wretched crew of mariners Appear like them forlorn, When fleets from Tarihilh' wealthy coafts - By eaflern winds are torn. 8 In Sion we have feen perform'd A work that was foretold, In pledge that God, for times to coraCy His city will uphold, 9 Not in our fortreffes and walls Did we, O God, coafide. 70 Psalm XLi:Xr. But on the temple fix'd our hopes. In which thou doft refide. so According to thy fov'reign Name, Thy praffe through earth extends j Thy pow'rful arm, as juftic^ guides, Chaftrfes or defends. 1 1 Let Sion's mount with joy refound ; Her daughters all be taught In fongs his judgments to extol, Who this deliv'rance wrought. 12 Compafs her wails in folemn pomp ; • Your eyes quite round her caft ; Count all her tow'rs, and fee if there You find one ftone difplac'd. 13 Her forts and palnces furvey ; Obferve their order well. ; -• That, with aiFurance, to your heirs His wonders you may tell. 3 4.This God is ours, and will be ours,. , Whilft we in him confide ; Who, as he has preferv'd us now, Till death will' be our guide. i A L M XLIX. Convnoninetrci *> 2 T ET all the lift'ning world attend, JL-^ And my inftrudion hear ; Let high and low, and rich and poor. With joint confent give ear. 3 My mnuth, v/ith faored wifdom fill'd. Shall good advice impart ; The found refult of prudent thoughts", Digefted in my heart. 4 To parahles of weighty fenfe I v/ill my ear incline ; Whilft to my tuneful harp I fing Dark v/ords of deep defign. 5 Why ihould my courage fall in times ■ Of danger and of doubt, When finuers, that would me fupplant, Have compafs'd me about \ Psalm XLIX. 71 16 ThoA; men, that all their hope and trufl; In heaps of treafure place, And boart in triumph, when they fee Thdr ill got wealth increafe, 7 Are yet unable from the grave Their deareft friend to free ; Nor can, by force of bribes, reverfe Th' Almighty Lord's decree. 8, 9 Their vain endeavours they muft quit ; The price is held too high ; No fums can purchafe fuch a grant, That man fhquld never die. 1 10 Not wifdom can the wife exempt, Nor fools their folly fa-te ; But both muft perifh, and in^death Their wealth to others, l^ave. J I For though they think their ftately- feats Shall ne'er to ruin fall, But their remembrance laft in lands Which by their names they call ; 1 2 Yet fhall their fame be foon forgot, < How great foe'er their ftate ; With beafts their memory, and they, Sliall fhare one common fate. PART II. t2 3 How great their folly is, who thus . Abfurd conclufions jnake ! And yet their children, unreclaim'd, Repeat the grofs millake. J 4 They all, like fiieep to flaughter led, The prey of death arc made ; Their beauty, while the juft rejoice, Within the gr^ve fhall fade. J5 But God will yet redeem my foul } And from the greedy grave His greater pow'r fliall fet me free, And to himfelf receive. 46 Then fear not thou, when worldly mea In envy'd wealth abound j 72' P%ALM L, Nor though' their proip'rous houfe iHcreafe, With itate and honour crown'd. 17 For when they're furamon'd hence by deaths They leave all this bthind ; No fhadow of their former pomp Within the grave they find : J 8 And yet they thought thcir ftate was^blefty Caught in the flatt'rer's fitare. Who with their vanity comply*!!t me by thine arm. And ihame ajl thofe v/ho feek my harm j To my relief thy mercy fend. And truth, on which my hopes depend. 4 For I with favage men converfc. Like hungry lions wild and fierce ; With men whofe teeth are fpears, their words Invenom'd darts and two-edg'd fwords. 5. Be thou, O God, e::alted high ; And, as thy glory fills the fky, So let it be on earth difplay'd, . Till thou art here, as there, obey"d. 6 To take me they their net prepar'd. And had almoft my foul enfnar'd ; But fell ttemftlves, by jaft decree, Into the pit they made for me. 7 O God, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent, Its thankful tribute to prefent ; And, with my heart, my voice I'll ralfe,. To thee, my God, in fongs of praife ; Si"' Psalm LVIIL $ Awake, my glory ; harp and lute, No longer let your firings be mute 5 And T, my tutteful -part to take, Will with die early dawn awake. 9 Thy praifes, Lord, I will refound To all the lift'nlng nations round ; 10 Thy mercy higheft Heav'n tranfcends j ■ Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 3 I Be thou, O God, exalted high.; And, as thy glory fills the flcy, So let it be on earth' difplay'd, Till thou art here, as there, obey'd. ' " t>'A. L. M LVIII. Connno'/f vietre^, r O PEAK, O ye judges of the earth, O If juft your fentence be ; Or mufl: not innocence appeal To Heav'n from your decree ? 2 Your wicked hearts and judgments are Alike by malice fway'd ; Your griping hands, by weighty bribes^ To violence betray 'd. ' 3 To virtue flrangers, from the- womb Their infant fteps went wrong ; They prattled flander, and in lies Employ'd their lifping tongue. 4 No ferpent of parch'd Afric's breed ■ Does ranker poifon bear ; The drowfy adder will as foon Unlock his fullen ear, ,5 Unmov'd bygood advice, and deaf As adders they remain ; From whom the fkilful charmer's voice Can no attention gain. 6 Defeat, O God, their threat'ning rage, And timely break their power ; Difarm thefe growling lions' jaws. E'er pradis'd to devour. 7 Let nowtheir infolence, at height. Like ebbing tides be ipent ; ' Their fhiverM darts deceive their ainip When they their bow have hzT^, Psalm LIX. 78j S Like fnails let them dliFolve to flime^ Like h^fty births, become Unworthy to behold the fun, And dead within .the womb. 9 E'er thorns can make the flefh-pots boilj Tempefluous wrath fhall come From God, and fnatch them hence alive To their eternal doom. 10 The righteous fhall rejoice to fee Their crimes with vengeance meet ; And faints in perfecutors' blood Shall dip their harmlefs feet. 1 1 TranfgrefTors then with grief fhall fee Juft men rewards obtain ; And own a God, whofe juflice will The guilty earth arraign. P S A. L M LIX. Common metre. V ' T^ELIVER me, O Lord, my God, JL/ From all my fpiteful foes ; In my defence oppofe thy pow-'r To theirs who me oppofe. 2 Preferve me from a wicked race. Who make a trade of ill ; Prote<51- me from remorfelefs men. Who feek my blood to fpiU. 3 They lie in wait, and mighty pow'rs Againfh my life combine. Implacable ; yet, Lord, thou know'fl, For no offence of mine. 4 In hafte they run about, and watch My guiklefs life to take ; Look down, O Lord, on my diflrefs. And to my help awake. "5 Thou, Lord of hofts, and Ifrael*s God, Their heathen rage fupprefs ; Relentlcfs vengeance take on thofe Who ftubbornly tranfgrefs. .6 At ev'ning, to bcfet my houfe. Like growling dogs they meet ; ;Wlaile others through the city rangfis And raufack ev'ry flreet. % Psalm LIX. 7 Their throats envenom'd flander breathe j Their tongues are fliarpen'd Avords ; « Who hears >" fay they, «* or, hearing, darfis " Reprove our lawlefs words V 8 Bur from thy throne thou Ihalt, O Lord, Their baffled plots deride ? And foon to fcorn and fhame expofe Their boafted heathen pride. 9 On thee I v/ait ; 'tis on thy ftrength • For fuccour I depend ; 'Tis thou, O God, art my defenc-e. Who only can defend. 10 Thy mercy. Lord, which hail fo oft From danger fet me free. Shall crown my wiihes, and fubdue My haughty foes tome. ' 1 1 Deftroy them not, O Lord, at once ; Reftrain thy vengeful blow ; - Left we, ungratefully, too foon Forget their overthrow. - Difperfe them through the nations round By thy avenging pow'r ; • Do thou bring down their haughty pride, O Lord, our fhield and tow'r. -1 2 Now, in the height of all their hopes, Their arrogance ehaftife ; Whofe tongues have fmn'd without reftratiit, And curfes join'd with lies. 13 Nor fhalt thou, whilft their race endures, Thine anger. Lord, fupprefs ; That diilant lands by their juft doom, May Ifrael's God confefs. ■14 At ev'ning let them ftill perfifl Like grov/ling dags to meet, Still wander all the city round. And traverfe ev'ry ftreet. E5 Then, as for malice now they do, For hunger let them ftray ; And yell their vain complaints aloud. Defeated of their prey. Psalm LX. 85 ?l'€ W^ilft early I thy merCy fmg, Thy wond'rous poWr confefs-; For thou haft been my fure defence, My refuge in diftrefs. I J To thee, with never-ceafing praife, O God, my ftrength, I'll fmg ; Thou art my God, the Rock from whence My health and fafety fpring. PSALM LX. Lang metre. X y^ GOD, who haft our troops difpers'd, \J Forfaking thofe who left thee firft ; As we thy juft difpleafure mourn, To us, in mercy, Lord, return. 2 Our ftrength, that firm as earth did ftand. Is rent by thy avenging hand ; O ! heal t^e breaches thou haft made : We fhake, we fall, without thy aid ! 3 Our folly's fad effects we feel ; For, drunk with difcord's cup, we reel. -4. But now, for them who thee rev er'd, Thou haft thy truth's bright banner rear'ii. 5 Let thy right hand thy faints proted ; Lord, hear the pray'rs that we direall the teeming ground A large increafe dil'clofe ; And we with plenty fhall be crown'd^. Which Gotl, our God, bellows. 7 Then God upoti our land Shall conllant bleffings fhow'r ; And all the world in awe fhall ftand ; Of his refiftlefs pow'r. PSALM LXVIII. - Zi7/?P- mi>v,-: 1 T ET God, the God of battle, rife, L J And fcatter his prefumptuous foes j . Let ihameful rout their hoft furprife, Who fpitefully his pow'r oppofe. 3 As fmoke in tempeft's rage is loft,. Or wax into the furnace caft j So let their facrilegious hoft Before his wrathful prefence wafte. 3 But let the fervants of his will His favour's gentle beams enjoy ; Their upright hearts let gladnefs fill, And cheerful fongs their tongues employ* . 4 To him your voice in anthems raife ; Jehovah's awful name he bears ; In him rejoice, extol his praife, Who rides upon high-rolling fpheres. 5- Him, from his empire of the fkies, Ta this low world compaflion draws, . The orphan's claim to patronize. And judge the injur'd widow's caufe. . 6' 'Tis God, who from a foreign foil Reftores poor exiles to their home ; Makes captives free, and fruitlefs toil Their proud oppreflbrs* righteous doonu Psalm LXVIIL 7 'Twns fo of old, when thou didft lead In perfon, Lord, our armies forth ; Strange terrors through' the defert ipread> Convulfions Ihook th' aftonifh'd earth. 8 The breaking clouds did rain diRil, And Heav'n's high arches fliook -witK fear :. How then ihould' Sinai's humble hill Of Ifracl's God' the prefence bear ? 9 Thy hand, at famifti'd eai-th's complaint, Relicv'd her from celeftial rtores ; And when thy heritage was faint,. Aifuag'd the drought with plenteous fhow'rs. ZO Where favages had rang'd before. At eafe thou mad'ft our tribes refide ;^ And, hi the defert, for the poor Thy gen'rous bounty did provide-. PART ir. 1^1 Thou gav'ft the word ; we fally'd fortllf And in that pow'rful word o'ercame ; While virgin troops, with fongs of mirth,: In ftate our conqueft did proclaim.^ 13 Vaft armies, by fnch gen'rals led. As yet had ne'er receiv'd a foil, Forfook their camp with fuddcn dread^ And to our wos^en left the fpoil. 13 Though Egypt's drudges you have been,- Your army's wing fhall fliine as bright" As ddves, in golden funinine feen. Or filver'J o'er with paler light. 14 'Twas fo, whan God's Almighty hand O'er fcatter'd, kings the conqueft won ; Our troops, drawn up on Jordan's ftrai^d. High Salmon's glitt'ring fnow outftione. ijxFrom thence to Jordan's -farther coaft,. And Bafhan's hill we did advance : No more, her height Ihall Bathan boaft, . But that (he's God's inheritance. 16 But wherefore (though the honour's great); Should this, O. mountain, fwell your pride.?;' I^or Sion is his chofen feat, Where he for ever, will refide,,. Psalm LXVIII. 95 lyUis chariots numberlefs; his pow'rs Are heav'nly hofts, that wait his will 4 His prefence now fills Sion's tow'rs, As once it honour'd Sinai's hilL 18 Afcending high, in triumph thou Captivity haft captive led ; And on thy people didft beftow The fpoil of armies once their dread. E'en rebels fhall partake thy grace, And humble profelytes repair To worfhip at thy dwelling-place, And all the world «pay homage th»e. 19 For benefits each day beftow'd. Be daily his great name ador'd, 20 Who is our Saviour, and our God, Of life and death the fov 'reign Lord. 2 I r)Ut juftice for his harden'd foes Propoxtion'd vengeance hath decreed, To wound the hoary head of thofe. Who in prciumptuous crimes proceed. 22 The Lord bath thus in thunder fpoke : " As I fubdu'd proud Baftian's king, " Once more I'll break my people's yoke, " And fa-om the deep my fervants bring. 23 " Their feet fhall with a crimfon flood " Of flaughter'd foes be cover'd o'er ; « Nor earth receive fuch impious blood, *' But leave for dogs th' urhallow'4 gore." P A P. T in. 44 When, marching to thy bleft abode, The wond'ring mullitude furvey'd The pompous ftate of thee, our God, In robes of majefty array'd ; 25 Sv/eet-finging Lcvites led the van ; Loud inftruments brought up the rear ; Between both troops, a virgin-train With voice and timbrel charm'd the car, 26 This was the burden of the-r forg : " In full aifemblies Mefs the I^ord ; « All who to Ifrael's tribes belong, «< Of Ifrael's God the praiie record." 9^ Psalm LXIX. ;27 Nor little Benjamin alone From neighb'ring bounds did there attend, Nor only Judah's nearer throne Her counfellors in ftate did fend j -But Zebulon's remoter feat, And Napthall's more diflant coaft, The grand proceffion to complete, Sent up their tribes, a princely hoft. s8 Thus God to ftrength and union brought Our tribes, at ftrife till that bleft hour. This work, which thou, O God, haft wrought, Confirm with frefh recruits of pow'r. :'29 To vlfit Salem, Lord, defcend. And Sion, thy terreftrial throne ; Where kings with prefents fhall attend, And thee with ofFer'd crowns atone. :30 Break down thefpearmens' ranks, who threat Like pamper'd herds of favage might ; Their filver-armour'd chiefs defeat, Who in deftrudive war delight. 31 Egypt fhall then to God ftretch forth Her hands, and Afric homage bring"; 32 The fcatter'd kingdoms of the earth Their common fov'reign's "praifes fmg.; 33 Who, mounted on the loftieft fphere Of ancient heav'n, fublimely rides ; From v/hence his dreadful voice we hear, Like that of warring winds and tides. 34 Afcribe the pow'r to God moft high : Of humble Ifrael he takes care ; Whofe ftrength, from out the dufky fky, Darts fhining terrors through the air. 35 How dreadful are the facred courts, Where God has fix'd his earthly throne"! His ftrength his feeble faints fupports, To give God praife, and him alone. PSALM LXIX. Long metre. 1 O AVE me, O God, from waves that roll, * l^ And prefs to overwhelm my foul : 2 With painful fteps in mire I tread, And deluges o'erflow zny head. Psalm LXIX. "3 With reftlefs cries my fpirits faint, My voice is hoarfe with long complaint; My fight decays with tedious pain, Whilft for my God I wait in vain. 4 My hairs, though num'roHs, are but few, Compar'd with foes that me purfue With groundlefs hate ; gro\\ni now of might To execute their lawlefs fpite, They force me, guiltlefs, to refign. As rapine, what by right was mine : 5 Thou, Lord, my innocence doll fee. Nor are my fins conceal'd from thee. 6 Lord God of hofts, take timely care, Left, for my fake, thy faints defpair ; 7 Since I have fuffer'd for thy Name Reproach, and hid my face in ftiame ; 8 A ftranger to my country grown. Nor to my neareft kindred known j A foreigner, expos 'd to fcorn By brethren of my mother born. 9 For zeal to thy lov'd houfe and Name Confumes me like devouring flame j Concern'd at their affronts to thee, More than at flanders caft on me. 10 My very tears and abftinence They conftrue in a fpiteful fenfe. 1 1 When clbth'd with fackcloth for their fake. They me their common proverb make. 12 Their judges at my wrongs do jeft, Thofe wrongs they ought to have redrefs'd : How fhould I then expedl to be From libels of lewd drunkards free ! 13 But, Lord, to thee I will repair For help, with humble, timely pray'r ; Relieve me from thy mercy's ftore ; Difplay riiy truth's preferving pow'r. 14 From threat'ning dangers me relieve. And from the mire my feet retrieve ; From fpiteful foes in fafety keep. And fnatch me from the raging deep. I 97. Psalm LXIX. 15 Controul the deluge, e'er It fpread. And roll its waves above, my head.| Nor deep deftruction's open pit To clofe her jaws on me permit. 1 6 Lord, hear the humble pray'r I make. For thy tranfcending goodnefs' lake j Relieve thy fupplicaiit once more From thy abounding mercy's ftore. 17 Nor from thy fervant hide thy face ; Make hafte, for defp'rate is my cafe 5 ,18 Thy timely fuccour interpofe, And ftiield me from remorfelefs foes. .19 Thou know'ft what infamy and fcorn I from my enemies -have borne ; Nor can their clofe diffembled fplte, Or darked plots, efcape thy fight. 20 Reproach and grief have broke my heart j I look'd for fome to take my part, To pity or relieve my pain ; But look'd, alas ! for both in vain. 21 With hunger pin'd, for food I call ; Inftead of food, they give me gall ; And when with thirft my fpirlts fmk. They give me vinegar to drink. ^2 Their tables, therefore, to their health Shall prove a fnare, a trap their wealth ; 23 Perpetual darknefs feize their eyes, Andfuddenblafts their hopes furprife. 24 On them thou iliak thy fury pour, Till thy fierce wrath their race devour-.; 25 And make their houfe a difmal cell, Where none will e'er vouchfafe to dwell. 26 For new afHidtions they-procur'd For him. who had thy ftripes endur'd ; And made the wound thy fcourge had ton;, To bleed afrefti, with ftiarper fcorn. 27 Sin (hall to fin their fteps betray. Till they to truth have loft the way : 28 From life thou flialt exclude their foul. Nor with the juft their names enrol. Psalm LXX. 29 But me^ howe'er diftrels'd and pooi-,. Thy ftrong falvation fhall reftore ; 30 Thy pow'r with fongs I'll then proclaim,* And celebrate with thanks thy Name. 3! Our God fliall this more highly prize, Than herds or flocks in facrifice ; 32 Which humble faints with joy fliall fee. And hope for like redrefs with me. S 3 For God regards the poor's complaint ; Sets pris'ners free from clofe reftraint : 34 Let Heav'n, earth, fea, their voices raife. And all the world tefound his praife. ^^ For God will Sion's walls ered ; Fair Judah's cities he'll protect j Till all her fcatter'd fons repair To undifturb'd pofTeffion there. 36 This blefllng they fhall, at their death, To their religious heirs bequeath ; And they to endlefs ages more Of fuch as his bleft Name adore. PSALM LXX. Long vietre, 1 £"\ LORD, to my relief draw near ; V-./ For never was more preffing need ; • For my deliv'rance, Lord, appear, And add to that deliv'rance fpeed. • 2 Confufion on their heads return Who to deftroy my foul combine ; Let them, defeated, blufn and mourn, Enfnar'd in their ouTi vile defign. 3 Their doom let defolation be ; With fh.ime their malice be repaid, Who mock'd mv confidence in thee. And fport of my afflidtions made. 4 While thofe who humbly feek thy face. To joyful triumph fliall be rais'd ; And all who prize thy faving grace, With me Ihall fmg. The Lord be prais'd. 5 "Thus, wretched though I am and poor, The mighty Lord of mc takes care ; Thou, God, who only canft reftore, To my relief vath fpeed repair. n lOO Psalm LXXI. PSALM LXXI. ConiMon nistre. 1, 2 T N thee I put my ftedfaft truft ; X Defend me, Lord, from (hame ; Incline thine ear, and fave my foul ; For righteous is thy Name. 3 Be thou my ftrong abiding-place, To which I mayrefort; 'Tis thy decree that keeps me fafe ; Thou art my rock and fort. ' 4, 5 From cruel and ungodly men Protedl and fet me free ;. For, from my earliefl youth till now,. My hope has been in thee. 6 Thy conftant care did fafely guard My tender infant days ; Thou took'ft me from my mother's womb, To fmg thy conftant praife. 7, 8 While fome on me with wonder gaze, Thy hand fupports me ftill ; Thy honour, therefore, and thy praife, My mouth fhall always fill. 9 Rejed not then, thy fervant. Lord, When I with age decay ; Forfake me not when, worn with years, My vigour fades .away. 10 My foes againft my fame and me With crafty malice fpeak ; Againft my foul they lay their fnares. And mutual counfel take : 1 1 «' His God," fay they, " forfak*es him now, <' On whom he did rely ; «< Purfue and take h;m, whilft no hope " Of timely aid is nigh." 1 2 But thou, my God, withdraw not far. For fpeedy help I call ; 13 To fhame and ruin bring my foes. That feek to work my fall. 1 4 But as for me, my ftedfaft hope Shall on thy pow'r depend ; And I in grateful fongs of praife My time to come will fpend. Psalm LXXI. ioi PART II. 15 Thy righteous ads, and faving health, My mouth (hall ftill declare ; Unable yet to count them all, Though fumm'd with utmoft care. 16 While God vouchfafes me his fupport, I'll in his ftrength go on ; All other righteoufnefs difclaim, And mention his alone. 1 7 Thou, Lord, haft taught me from my youth" To praife thy glorious Name ; And, ever iince, thy wondVous works Have been ray conftant tlieme. 1 8 Then now forfake me not, when I Am grey and feeble grown ; Till I to thefe and future times Thy ftrength and pow'r have fliown* 19 How high thy juftice foars, O God ! How great and wond'rous are The mighty works which thou haft done 1 Who may with thee compare ! 20 Me, whom thy hand has ibrely prefs'd, Thy grace Ihall yet relieve ; And from the loweft depth of woe, With tender care retrieve. 2 1 Through thee, my time to come ftiall be With pow'r and greatnefs crown'd ; And me, w/10 difmal years have pafs'd. Thy comforts fhall furround. 22 Then I with pfaltery and harp, Thy truth, O Lord, will praife ; To thee, the God of Jacob's race, My voice in anthems raife. 23 Then joy (hall fill my mouth, and fongs Employ my cheerful voice ; My gi ateful foul, by thee redeem'd. Shall in thy ftrength rejoice. 24 My tongue thy juft and righteous aila Shall all the day proclaim ; Becaufe thou didft confound my foes, . And biought'ft them all to ihame. 1 2 102 Psalm LXXIL PSALM LXXIL Comnion metre. 1 X ORD, let ihyjull decrees the king V J In all his ways dh-ed ; And let his ion, throughout his reign, Thy righteous laws refpe(5V. 2 So fliall he ftill thy people judge With pure and upright mind ; Whilft all the helplefs poor Ihall him Their juft protedor find. 3 Then hills and mountains fhall bring forth The happy fruits of peace ; Which all the land fhall own to be The work of righteoufnefs : 4 Whilft he the poor and needy race Shall rule with gentle fway ; And from th^ir humble necks fhall take Opprefllve yokes away. 5 In ev'ry heart thy awful fear Shall then be rooted fafl, As long as fun and moon endure, Or time itfelf ihall laft. 6 He ihall defcend like rain, that cheers The meadow's fecond birth ; Or like warm fhow'rs, whofe gentle drops Refrefh the thirfty earth. 7 In his bleft days the juft and good Shall be with favour crown 'd ; Tlie happy land fliall ev'ry where With endlefs peace abound. 8 His uncontroul'd dominion fhall From fea to fea extend ; Begin at proud Euphrates' ftreams, At nature's limits end. 9 To him the favage nations round Shall bow their fcrvile heads ; His vanquifh'd foes fhall lick the duft, Where he his conquefts fpreads. 10 The kings of Tarfliiih^, and the iiles. Shall coftly prefents bring ; From fpicy Sheba gifts ihall come, And wealthy Saba's king. Psalm LXXII. roj: 11 To him fhall ev'ry king on earth His humble homage pay ; And diif 'ring nations gladly join To own his righteous fway. 1 2 For he Ihall fet the needy free, When they for fuccour cry ; Shall fave the helplefs and the poor, And all their wants fupplj-. PA R T IL 13 His providence for needy fouls Shall due fupplies prepare ; And over their defencelefs lives Shall watch with tender care. 14 He fhall preferve and keep their fouls From fraud and rapine free ; And, in his fight, their guiltlefs blood Of mighty price fhall be. 15 Therefore fhall God his life and reign To many years extend ; Whilft eaftern princes tribute pay. And golden prefents fend. For him fhall conflant pray'rs be made, Through all his profp'rous days ; His juil dominion fhall afford A lafting theme of praife. 16 Of ufefiil grain, through all the land. Great plenty fhall appear ; A handful fown on mountain-tops A mighty crop fhall bear : Its fruits, like cedai^s fhook by winds, A ratthng noife fhall yield ; The city too fhall thriA'e, and vie. For plenty with the field.. 1 7 The mem'ry of his glorious Name Through endlefs years fhall run ; His fpotlefs fame fhall fhine as bright And lafting as the fun. In him the nations of the world Shall be completely blefs'd ; And his unbounded happinefs ^y cv'ry tongue confcfs'd. ^ 104 Psalm LXXIII. 18 Then blefs'd be God, the mighty Lord, . The God whom Ifrael fears ; Who only wond'rous in his works. Beyond compare appears. 19 Let earth be with his glory fiU'd ; For ever blefs his name ; Whilft to his praife the lifi'ning- world Their glad affent proclaim. PSALM LXXIII. Long metre, ■ I AT length, by certain proofs, 'tis plain XjL That God will to his faints be kind ;.. That all whofe hearts are pure and clean^ Shall his proteding favour find. 2, 3 Till this fuftaining truth I knew, My ftagg'ring feet had.almoft fall'd; I griev'd the finners' wealth to view, And envy'd when the fools prevail'd. 4, 5 They to the grave in peace defcend. And, whilil they live, are hale and ftrong ; No plagues or troubles them offend. Which oft to other men belong, g, 7 With prfde, as -with a chain, they're held. And rapine feems their robe of ftate ; Their eyes ftand out, with fatnefs fwell'd ; They grow, beyond their wiflies, great. %, 9 With hearts corrupt, and lofty talk, Oppreffive methods they defend ; Their tongue through all the earth does walk j. Their blafphemies to Heav'n afcend. 50 And yet admiring crowds are found, Who fervile vifits duly make ', Becaufe with plenty they abound. Of which their flatt'ring flaves partake. 21 Their fond opinions thefe purfue, Till they with them profanely cry, « How ftiould the Lord our aftions view ? " Can he perceive, who dwells fo high.J'* 1 2 Behold the wicked ! thefe are they. Who openly their fins profefs ; And yet their wealth's increas'd each day,. And all t^eir a^ftioas meet fuccefs. Psalm LXXIIR 13, 14 "Then have I cleans'd my heart," faid I, *' And wafti'd my hands from guilt, in vain, ** If all the day opprefs'd I lie, " And ev'ry morning fuffer pain.'* 25 Thus did I once to fpeak intend > But, if fuch things I rafhly fay, Thy children, Lord, I muft offend, And bafely fhould their caufe betray. PART IL . 16, 17 To fathom this my thoughts I bent,' ., But found the cafe too hard for me j . Till to the houfe of God I went ; Then I their end did plainly fee. 18 How high foe'er advanc.'d, they all On flipp'ry places loofely ftand ; Thence into ruin headlong fall, , Caft down by thy avenging hand. 19, 20 Hdwdreadfiil and how quick their fate ! Defpis'd by thee, when they're deftroy'd 5 As waking men with fcom do treat The fancies that their dreams employ'd. 21, 22 Thus was my heart with grief opprefs'd. My reins were rack'd with reftlefs pains j So ftupid was T, like a beaft. Who no refleding thought retains. . 23, 24 Yet ftill thy prefence me fupply'd, And thy right-hand aflillance gave ; Thou firft Ihalt with thy counfel guide. And then to glory me receive. 25 Whom then in Heaven, but thee alone. Have I, whofe favour I require ? Throughout the fpacious eartli tliere's none That I befides thee can defire. 26 My trembling flefli, and aching heart, May often fail to fuccour me ; But God fliall inward ftrength impart, And my eternal portion be. 27 For they that far from thee remove. Shall into fudden ruin fall ; If after other gods they rove. Thy vengeance fliali deftroy them all. 10 s io6 Psalm LXXIV. 28 But as forme, 'tis good and juft. That I fhould ftill to God repair ; In him I always put my truft. And will his wond'rous works declare. PSALM' LXXIV. Common metre, 1 T T7 HY haft thou caft us off, O God ? V V Wilt thou no more return ? O I why againft thy chofen flock Does thy fierce anger burn ? 2, Think on thy ancient purchafe, Lord, The land that is thy own, By thee redeem'd ; and Sion's mount,. Where once thy glory flione. 3 O ! come and view our ruin'd ftate j ■ How long our troubles lail ; See how the foe, with wicked rage, Has laid tl>y temple wafte. 4 Thy foes blafpheme tliy Name : .where late Thy zealous fervants pray'd. The heathen there, with haughty pomp. Their banners have difplay'd. 5, 6 Thofe curious carvings, which did once Advance the artifh's fame, With axe and hammer they deftroy. Like works of vulgar frame. 7 Thy holy temple they have burn'd ; And what efcap'd the flame • Has been profan'd, and quite dsfac'd. Though facred to thy Name. 8 Thy VvTorfiiip wholly to deflroy Malicioufly they aim'd ; And all the facred places burn'd, . Where we thy praife proclaim'd. 9 Yet of thy prefence thou vouchfaf'ft No tend'er figns to fend ; We have no prophet now, that knows When this fad ftate fliall end. PART II. 1© But, Lord, how long wilt thou permit Th' infulting foe to boai^ Psalm LXXIV. 'lO^ Shall all the honour of thy Name For evermore be loft ? 1 1 Why hold'ft thou back thy flrong right-hand. And on thy patient breaft, "When vengeance calk to ftretch it forth. So calmly lett'ft it reft ? 12 Thou heretofore, with kingly pow'r, In our defence haft fought ; For us, throughout the wond'ring world, Haft great falvation wrought. 1 3JTwas thou, O God, that didft the fea By thy own ftrength divide ; Thou break^ft the wat'ry monfters' heads ; The waves o.'erwhelm'd their pride. 14 The greateft, fierceft of them all, That feem'd the deep to fway, Was by thy pow'r deftroy -d, and made To favage beafts a prey. . 15 Thou clav'ft the folid rock, and mad'ft The waters largely flow ; Again, thou mad'ft through parted ftreams Thy wand 'ring people go. x6 Thine is the cheerful day, and thine The black return of night ; Thou haft preoar'd the glorious fun. And ev'ry feebler light. 17 By thee the borders of the eartli In perfeiH: order ftand ; The fummer's warmth, and winter's coli. Attend on thy command. PART III. 18 Remember, Lord, how fcornful foes Have daily urg'd our (hame ; And how the fooUfti people have Blafphem'd thy holy Name. 190 ! free thy mourning turtle-doYC, By finful crowds belct ; Nor the affembly of thy poor For evermore forget. .aoThy ancient cov'nant,' Lord, regard, And make tliy promife good ; ao8 Psalm LXXV. For now each comer of the land Is fiU'd with men of blood. 21 O !- let not the opprefs'd return With forrow cloth'd, and fhame j But let the helplefs and the poor For ever pralfe thy name. 22 Arlfe, O God, in our behalf; Thy caufe and ours maintain ; Remember how infulting fools Each day thy Name profane. 23 Make thou the boaftings of thy foes For evermore to ceafe ; Whofe infolence, if unchaftis'd. Will more and more increafe. PSALM LXXV. Common metre. J »' I ^ O thee, O God, we render praife, X To thee with thanks repair j For, that thy Name to us is nigh. Thy wond'rous works declare. 2 In Ifriel when my throne is fix'd. With me fhall juftice reign : 3 The land with difcord ftiakes ; but I The fmking frame fuftain. 4 Deluded wretches I advls'd Their errors to redrefs ; And warn'd bold finners, that they fhould Their fwelling pride fupprefs. 5 Bear not yourfelves fo high, as if No pow'r could yours reftrain ; Submit your ftubborn necks, and learn To fpeak with lefs difdain : 6 For that promotion, which to gaia Your vain ambition ftrives. From neither eaft nor weft, nor yet From fouthern climes arrives. 7 For God the great difpofer is, And fov 'reign Judge alone. Who cafts the proud to earth, and lifts The humbj.s to a throne. Psalm LXXVI. 109 e His hand Isolds forth a dreadful cup ; With purple wine 'tis crown'd : The deadly mixture, which his wrath Peals out to nations round. Of this his faints fometimes may tafte ; But wicked men fhall fqueeze The bitter dregs, and be condemn'd To drink the very lees. 9 Kis prophet, I, to all the world This meflage will relate ; The juftice then of Jacob's God My fong fhall celebrate. roThe wicked's pride I T.U1 reduce, Their cruelty difarm ; Exalt thejuft, and feat him high Above the reach of harm. PSALM LXXVI. Particular vtttre. I -I T N Judah the Almighty's known, X Almighty there by wonders fhown : His name in Jacob does excel : ■>2 His fanftu'ry in Salem ftands : ""The Majefty that Heav'n commands, In Sion condefcends to dwell. ."3 He brake the bow and arrows there, The fhield, the temper'd fword, and fpear j There flain the mighty arm.y lay : 4 Whence Sion's fame through earth is fpread, Of greater glory, greater dread, Than hills where robbers lodge their prey. 5 Their valiant chiefs, who came for fpoil, Themfclves met there a fhameful foil : Securely down to deep they lay ; But wak'd no more, their Routeft band Ne'er lifted one relifting hand 'Gainll; his, that did their legions flay. 5 When Jacob's Gfd began to frown. Both horxe and charioteer?, o'erthrown, Together flept in endlefs night : K no Psalm LXXVII. 7 When thou, whom earth and Heav'n revere, Doft once with wrathful look appear, What mortal pow'r can ftand thy fight ? 8 Pronounc'd from Heav'n, earth h'eard its doom.; Grew hufh'd with fear, when thou didft come 9 The meek with jiiftice to reftore. 10 The wrath of man Ihall yield thee praife ; Its laft attempts but ferve to raife The triumphs of Almighty pow'r. 1 1 Vow to the Lord, ye nations ; bring Vow'd prefents to th' eternal King : Thus to his name due rev'rence pay, 12 Who proudeft potentates c?ln quell, To earthly kings more terrible, Than to their trembling fubjeas they. PSALM LXXVII. Common metrt. \ T \'^0 Gcd I cry'd, who to my help X Eid gracioufly repair : 2 In trouble's difmal day I fought My God with humble pray'r. All night my feit'ring wound did run ; No med'cine gave relief : My foul no comfort would admit .; My foul indulg'd her grief. 3 I thought en <^oA, and favours paft ; But that increas'J my pain : I found my fpirit more opprefs'd. The more I did complain. 4 Through ev'ry watch of tedious night Thou keep'ft my eyes awake : My grief is fwell'd to that excefs, I figh, but cannot fpeak. 5 I call'd to mind the days of old. With fignal mercy crown'd ; Thofe famous year,^ of ancient times, For miracles renpwn'd. 6 By night I rQcolIeit my fonss, On former trii;mphs made ; Then fearch, confuit, and afk my heart, Where's now that wondVoiis aid \ Psalm LXXVII. hi- 7 Has God for ever caft us off ? Withdrawn his favours quite ? 8 Are both his mercy and his truth Retlr'd to endlefs night? 9 Can his long-praftis'd love forget Its wonted aids to bring ? Kas he in wrath fhut up and feal'd His mercy's healing fpring ? 10 I faid, My weaknefs hints thefe fears j But I'll my fears difoand ; I'll yet remember the Moft High, And years of his right-hand. 11 I'll call to mind Ills works of old, The wonders of his might ; 12 On them my heart (hall meditate. My tongue ftiall them recite. 1 3 Safe lodg'd from human fearch on high, O God, thy counfels are ! Who is fo great a God as ours ? Who can with him compare ? ^ 14 Long fince a God of wonders thee Thy refcu'd people found ; 15 Long fmce haft thou thy chofen feed With ftrong deliv'rance crown'd. 16 When thee, O God, the waters faw. The frighted billows (hrunk ; The troubled depths themfclves for fear Beneath their channels funk. 17 The clouds pour'd down, while rending fkles Did with their noife confpire ; Thy arrows ;ill abroad were fent, Wing'd with avenging fire. 18 Heav'n witlithy thunder's vjjice was torn, "WHiilft all the lower world With light'nings blaz'd, earth (hook, and feem'd From her foundations hurl'd. 19 Through rolling ftreams thou find'ft thy way, Thy paths in waters lie ; Thy wond'rous paflage, where no fight ■ Thy footfteps can defcry. 112 FsALM LXXViir. 20 Thou ledd'ft thy people like a flock Sale through- the defert land, By Mnfes, their meek fkilful guide, And Aaron's facred hand. PSALM LXXVIIL Common fneire^, 1 T TEAR, O my people ; to rny law XjL Devout attention lend ; Let the iiiiirufi:!on- of my mouth Deep. in your hearts defcend. 2 My tongue, by infpiration taughtj Shall parables unfold, Dark oracles,. but undcrftood, And own'd for truths of old : Which we from facred regifters Of ancient times have known, 3 And OUT forefathers' pious care To us has handed down. 4 We will not hide them from oUr fons ; ■ Our offspring Ihall be taught The praifes of the Lord, whofe ftrength Has works of wonder wrought. 5 For Jacob he .this law ordain'd, Tliis league with Lfrael made ; With charge to be from age to age. From race to race, convey'd. 6 That generations yet to come Should to their unborn heirs Religioully tranfmit the fome, And they again to theirs. 7 To teach them that iu God alone Their hope fecnrely ftands ; That they fliould jje'er his works forget, But keep his juft commands. 3 Left, like their fathers, they might prove, A ftiff rebellious race, Falfe-h carted, fickle to their God, Unftedfaft in his grace. . 9 Such were revolting Ephraim's fons Who, though to warfare bred, Psalm LXXVIII. 113 And Ikiltul archers, arm'd with bows, From field ignobly fled. 10, 1 1 They falfified their league Vvith God, His orders difobey'd, -Forgot his works and miracles Before their eyes difplay'd. 12 Nor wonders, which theif fathers faw, x Did they in mind retain, Prodigious things in Egypt done. And Zoan's fertile plain. 23 He cu^ the feas to let them pafs, Rellrain'd the prefling flood ; While pil'd on hea-pp, on either fide. The folid waters ftood. ■ 14 A wond'rous pillar led them on, Compos'd of {hade and light ; A ftieltVing cloud it prov'd by day, A leading fire by night. l5\^^len drought opprefs'd them, where no flream The wildernefs fupply'd, He cleft the rock, whofe flinty bread Diffolv'd into a tide. '■ 16 Streams from the fohd rock he brought, Which down in rivers fell, That, trav'lling v.'ith their camp, each day Renew'd the miracle. 17 Yet there they finn'd againft him more. Provoking the Moid High, In that fame defert where he did Their fainting fouls fupply. 18 They firfl: incens'd him in their hearts, That did his pow'r diftruft, And long'd for meat, not urg'd by want, But to indulge their luft. 19 Then uttex'd their blafphcming doubts ; . <' Can God," fay they, " prepare « A table in the wildernefs, " Set out with various fare ? 20 " He fmote the flinty rock, 'tis true, *' And gulhing ftreams enfued ) 5.2 114 Psalm LXXVIIK " But can he corn and flefli proviiie, " For fuch a muldtade ?" 21 The Lord with indignation heard ; From Heav'n avenging. flame On Jacob fell, confirming wrath On thanklefs Ifrael came : 22 Becaufe their unbelieving hearts In God would not confide. Nor truft his care, who had irom Heav'n Their wants fo oft fupply'd ; 23 Though he had made his clouds difcharge, Provirions down in lliew'rs ;, And when earth fail'd, reliev'd their ne^ds-. From his celeftial ftores ; 24 Though tafteful Manna was rain'd down, .. Their hunger to relieve ; Though from the ftores of Heav'n they did Suftaining corn receive. 253rhiis man with Angels' facred^food, . Ingrateful man was fed ; Not Sparingly, for ftill they foun4 . A plenteous table fpread. 26 From Heav'nJie made an eaft wind blow^ Then d'd the fouth command 27 To rain down fleili like duft, and fowls Like fea's unnumber'J.fand. 28 "Within. their trenches he let fall The lufcious. eafy prey ; And all around iheir fpreading camp • The ready booty lay, . 29 They fed, were fiil'd ; he gave them leave Their appetites to feaft ; , 30, 31 Yet. ftill their wanton luft crav'd on. Nor with their hunp;er ceas'd. But wh^ft in their luxurious mouths, They did their dainties chew,-. The wrath of God fmote down, their chiefs, And Ifrael's cholen flew. . PART n. 32 Yet ftill they fmu'd, nor would afford,' His miracles belief ;. Psalm LXXVIH. ix 33 Therefore through fruitkfs travails he ■ Conlum'd iheir lives in grief. 34 When fome were flain, the refl: return'd To God with earl^.cry.; 35 Own'd him the rock of their defence, .. Their Saviour, God moil high. 36 But this was feign'd fubmiffion all; Their heart their tongue bely'd ; 37 Their heart was ftill perverfe, nor would . Firm in his league abide^ . 38 Yet full of mercy, he forgave, . Nor did with death chaftife ; But turn'd his kindled wrath afide, , Or would not let it rife. 39 For he remember'd they were flefli. That could not long remain ; A murm'ring wind, that's quickly paft^ And ne'er retmns again. 40 Hov/ oft did they provoke him tliere, How oft his patience grieve, In thart fame defert, where he did , Their faiminc; fouls relieve ! 41 They te:Ti.pted him by turning back. And wickedly repin'd, When Ifrael's God refus'd to be By their defires confined. 42 Nor call'd to mind the hand and day That their redemption brought ; 43 His figns in Egypt, wond'rous works In Zoan's valley wrought. 44 He turn'd their rivers Into blood. That m.tn and bead forbore, And rather chofc to die of tiiirft, Than drink the putrid gore. 45 He fent devouring fwarms of ilies ^ Hdarfe frogs annoy 'd tlieir foil 5. 46 Loculls and caterpillars reap'd The harveft.of ihtir toil. 47 Their vines with batt'ring hail were broke ; With froft the f»ij-trc His wrath and hatred fell ; 60 He quitted Shiloh, and the tents Where once hechofe to dwell. 61 To vile captivity his ark,_ • His glory tddifdiin, 62 His people to the Tword he gave^ , Nor would his v/ratii reftraiu. 6^ Deftrutfl'ive war their ableft youth. Untimely did confound ; No virgin was to th' altar led, With nuptial garlands crown'd. 64 In fight the,facrificer fell. The prleft a vi^Ttim bled; And widows, \^ho their death fliould mourn,. Themfelves of grief were dead. 6^ Then, as a giant rous'd from fleep, Whom wine had throughly warrn'd, Shouts out aloud, the Lord awak'd; And his proud foe alarm'd. 66 He fmote their hofl, that from the- field A fcatter'd remnant came, With wouads imprinted on their backs Of everlafting fliame. 67 With conqueft crown'd, he Jofeph's tents And Ephraim's tribe forfook ; 68 Bat Ju Iih.chof?, and Sion's mount For his lov'd. dweUing took. 69 His temple he creeled tl-iere, With fpires exalted high ; While deep, and fix'd, as thofe of earth,. The Pnong foundations lie. 70 His faithful ft^rvant David too He for his choKe did own, . And from the flieepfolds him advanc'd l To fit on Judah's ihron^:. 71 From tending on the teeming ewc3y He brought him forth to feed n8 Psalm LXXIX. ' His own inheritance, the tribes Of Ifrael's chofen feed. 72 Exalted thus the monarch prov'd A faithful fhepherd ftill ; He fed them with an upright heart, And guided them with fkill. -PSALM LXXIX. Commm metn. J "D EHOLD, O God, how heathen hofts XJ Have thy pofleffion feiz'd ! Thy facred houfe they have defil'd. Thy holy city raz'd ! 2 The mangled bodies of thy faints Abroad unbury'd lay ; Their flefh expos'd to favage beafts, And ravnous birds of prey. 3 Quite through Jerus'Iem was their blood Like common water fhed, And none were left alive to pay Lafl: duties to the dead. 4 The neighboring lands our fmall remains With loud reproaches wound ; And we a laughing-ftock are made To all the nations round. 5 ■ How long wilt thou be angry, Lord \ Muil we forever mourn ? Shall thy devouring jealous rage. Like fire, for ever bum ? ' 6 On foreign lands, that know not thee, Thy heavy vengeance fhow'r ; Thofe fmful kingdoms let it crufh. That have not own'd thy pow'r. 7 For their devouring jaws have prey'd On Jacob's chofen race ; And to a barren defert turn'd Their fruitful dwelling place. ^ O think not on our former fins. But fpcedily prevent The utter ruin of thy faints, . Almoft v/lth forro w fpent. . Psalm LXXX. 119 i) Thou God of our falvation, help, And free our fouls from blame j So fhall our pardon and defence Exalt thy glorious name, zo Let infidels, that fcoffing fay, «* Where is the Gcd they boaft ?" In vengeance for thy flaughter'd faints. Perceive thee to their coft. • 1 1 Lord, hear the fighing pris'ner's moansj Thy faving pow'r extend ; Preferve the wretches doom'd to die, From that untimely end. 1 2 On them, who us opprefs, let all Our fuff 'rings be repaid ; Make their confufion fev'n times more Than what on us tkey laid. 13 So we, thy people and thy flock, Shall ever praife thy Name ; And with glad hearts our grateful thanks, Trom age to age proclaim. PSALM LXXX. Long tnetre, 1 r^ ISRAEL'S fhepherd, Jofeph's guide, V^ Our pray'rs to thee vouchfafe to hear^ Thou that doll: on the Cherubs ride. Again in folemn ftate appear. 2 Behold how Benjamin cxpeifls, With Ephraim and Manaffeh joln'd, In our deliv 'ranee the effeds Of thy refiftlefs ftrength to find. 3 Do thou convert us. Lord, do thou The luftre of thy face difplay, And all the ills we fuffer now, Like fcatter'd clouds, fhall pafs away, 4 O thou, whom heav'nly hofl;s obey, How long fliall thy fierce anger burn ? How long thy fuff'ring people pray And to t])eir pray'rs have no return? 5 When hungry, we are forc'd to drench Our fcanty food in flood* of woe ; 1^0 Psalm LXXX. When dry, our raging third we quench With Itf earns of tears that largely flow. 6 P-or us the heathen ^nations round, As for a common prey, conteft j Our foes with fpiteful jays abound, And at our loft condition jeft. ^7 Do thou convert us. Lord, do thou The luftre of thy face difplay, And all the ills we fuffer now, Like fcatter'd clouds, Ihall pafs away. PART IL -8 Thou brought'ft a vine from Egypt's land j And, calling out the heathen race, Didd plant it With thine owi:i right-hand, And firmly fix it in their place. 9 Before it thou prepar'ft the way, And mak'ft it take a lafting root, Which, blei's'd with thy indulgent ray, O'er all the land did widely Ihoot. 10, 1 1 The hills were cover'd with its fliade, 'Its goodly bov/s did cedars feem ; -Its branches to the fea were fpread, And reach'd to proud Euphrates' ftream. 1 2 Why then haft thou its hedge o'erthrown, Which thou hadft made fo firm and ftrong I Whilft all its grapes, defencelefs grown, Are pluck'd by thofe that pafs along. 13 See how the bridling foreft-boar With dreadful fury lays it wafte ; Hark I how the favage monfters roar. And to their helplefs prey make hafte. PART III. 14 To thee, God of hofts, we pray ; Thy v.'onted goodnefs, Lord, renew ; From Heav'n, thy throne, this vine furvey, And her iad llate with pity view, 15 Behold the vineyard made by thee, Which thy right-hand did guard fo long j And keep that branch from danger free, Wlaich for thyfelf thou mad'ft fo ftrong. P^ALxM LXXXI. 121 1 6 To wafting flames 'tis made a prey, And all its fpreading boughs cut douTi j At thy rebuke they foon decay. And perifh at thy dreadful frown. 1 7 Crowni thou the King with good fuccefs, By thy right-hand fecur'd from wrong, j The Son of Man in mercy blefs. Whom for thyfelf thou mad' ft fo ftrong. f^ So fhall v/e ft:ill continue free From whatfoe'er deferves thy blame j And, if once more reviv'd by thee, Will always praife thy holy Name. 19 Do thou convert us, Lord, do thou The lultre of thy face difplay, And all the ills we fufFer now, Like fcatter'd clouds, fliall pafs away. PSALM LXXXL Co??i?}ion wetre^ X 'Tn O God, our never-failing ftrength, X With loud applaufes fing ; And jointly make a cheerful noife To Jacob's awful King. 2 Compofe a hymn of praife, and touch Your inftruments of joy ; Let pfalteries and pleafant harps Your grateful fkill employ. 3 Let trumpets at the great new moon Their joyful voices raife, To celebrate th' appointed time, The folemn day of praife. 4 For this a ftatute was of old. Which Jacob's God decreed ; To be with pious care obferv'd By Ifrael's chofen feed. 5 This he for a memorial fix'd. When, freed from Egypt's land, Strange nations' barb'rous fpeech we. heard. But could not underftand. 6 Your burdcn'dlhoulders I reliev'd, (Thus fecms our God to fay,) L 122 Psalm LXXXI. Your rervlle hands by me were freed, From lab' ring in the clay. 7 Your anceftors, with wrongs opprefs'ds To me for aid did call ; With pity I their fuff'rings faw. And fet them free from all. They fought for me, and from tlie cloud In thunder I reply 'd ; At Meribah's contentious ftream Their faith and duty try'd. PART II. 8 While I my folemn will declare, My chofen people, hear : If thou, O Ifrael, to my words Wilt lend thy lift'ning ear, 9 Then fhall no god befides myfelf Within thy coafts be found ; Nor fivalt thou worfhip any god Of all the nations round. 10 The Lord thy God am I, who thee Brought forth from Egypt's land j 'Tis I that all thy juft defires Supply with lib'ral hand. 1 1 But they, my chofen race, refus'd To hearken to my voice ; Nor would rebellious Ifrael's fons Make me their happy choice. IZ So I, provok'd, refign'd them up, To ev'ry lull a prey ; A nd in their own perverfe defigns Permitted them to ftray. 13-0 that my people wifely would My juft commandments heed ! And Ifrael in my righteous ways With pious care proceed ! 1 4 Then fliould my heavy judgments fall On all that them oppofe, And my avenging hand be turn''d Againft their num'rous foes. 15 l^heir enemies and mine fhould all Before my foot-ftool betid ; Psalm LXXXII, LXXXIII. 1I3 But as for them, their happy ftate Should never know an end. t6 All parts with plenty fliould abound ; With fineft wheat their field : The barren rocks, to pleafe their tafte, Should richeft honey yield. PSALM LXXXII. Common metre. I /^ OD in the great affembly ftands, Vjr Where his impartial eye In ftate furveys the earthly gods. And does their judgments try. 2, 3 How dare ye theij unjiiftly judge, Or be to finncrs kind ? Defend the orphans and the poor ; Let fuch your juftice find. 4 Proted the humble helplefs man, Reduc'd to deep diftrefs ; And let not him become a prey To fuch as would opprefs. 5 They neither know, nor will they learn, But blindly rove and ftray' ; Juftice and truth, the world's fupports, Through all the land decay. 6 Well then might God in anger far, '•' I've call'd you by my Name ; " I've faid ye're gods and all ally'd <• To the Moft^Hijh in fame : o 7 «• But ne'erthelefs your unjuft deeds " To ftridl account I'll call ; " You all fhall die like common men, " Like other tyrants fall." 8 Arife, and thy juft judgments, Lord', Throughout the earth difplay ; And all the nations of the world Shall own thy righteous fway. PSALM LXXXIII. CGmmon metre, I TTOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God, XJL No longer filent be ; Nor with confenting quiet looks Our ruin calmly fee* r24 Psalm LXXXIII, 2 For lo ! the tumults of thy fc^.es O'er all the land are fpread ; And thofe, who hate thy faints and thee, Lift up their threat'ning head. 3 Againft thy zealous people, Lord, They craftily combine ; And' to deftroy thy chofen flunts Have laid their clofe deflgn. 4 « Come, let us cut them off,". fay they^ " Their nation quite deface ; " That no remembrance may remain " Of Ifrael's hated race." 5 Thus they againft thy people's peace Confult with one confent ; And diff'ring nations, jointly leagu'd^ Their common m.alice vent. 6 The Ifhm'elites that dwell in tents, With warlike Edora joln'd. And Moab's fons, our ruin vow. With Hagar's race combin'd. 7 Proud Amnion's offspring, Gebal toO;^ With Amalek confpire ; The lords of Paleftine, and all The wealthy fons of Tyre. 8 All thefe the ftrong Affyrian king Their firm ally have got ; Who with a pow'rful army aids Th' inceftuous race of Lot. PART IL ^ But let fuch vengeance come to them, As once to Midian came ; To Jabin and proud Sifera, At Kifhon's fatal Ilream ; 10 When thy right-hand their num'rous liofts Near Endor did confound, And left their carcafes for dung To feed the hungry ground. » 1 1 Let all their mighty men the fate Of Zeb and Oreb fhare ; As Zeba and Zalmuna, fo Let all their princes fare. Psalm LXXXIV. 125 1 2 Who, with the fame defign infplr'd. Thus vainly boafting fpake, *< In firm poffeffion for ourfelves " Let us God's houfes take." 13 To ruin let them hafte, like wheels Which downwards fwiftly move ; Like chaff before the wind, let all Their fcatter'd forces prove. r4, 1 5 As flames confume dry wood, or heath, That on parch'd mountains grows, So let thy fierce-purfuing wrath With terrors ftrike tby foes. 16, 17 Lord, fliroud their faces with difgrace, That they may own thy Name : Or them confound, v/hofe harden'd hearts Thy gentler means difclaim. 18 So lliall the wond'ring world confefs, That thou, who claim'ft alone Jehovah's name, o'er all the earth Haft rais'd thy lofty throne. PSALM LXXXIV. Common metre. 1 /^ GOD of hofts, the mighty Lord, V^ How lovely is the place, Where thou, enthron'd in glory, fhow^fl; The brightnefs of thy face ! 2 My longing foul faints with defire To view thy bleft abode ; My panting heart and flefh cry out For thee, the living God. 3 The birds, more happy far than I, Around thy temple throng ; Securely there they build, and there Securely hatch their young. 4 O Lord of hofts, my King and God, How highly bleft are they, Who in thy temple always dwell. And tlierc thy praife difplay ! 5" Thrice happy they, whofe choice has thc« Their fure prote«flion made ; L2 126 Psalm LXXXV. Who long to tread the facred ways That to thy dwelling lead ! 6 Who pafs through Baca's thirfty vale. Yet no refrefhment want ; Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou At their requeft doft grant. 7 Thus they proceed from ftrength to ftrength^. And ftill approach more near ; Till all on Sion's holy mount. Before their God appear. 8 O Lord, the mighty Gk>d of hofts,. My juft requeft regard :' Thou God of Jacob, let my pray'r Be ftill with favour heard. 9 Behold, O God, for thou alone Canft timely aid difpenfe ; On thy anointed fervant look, Be thou his ftrong defence. 10 For in thy courts one fingle day 'Tis better to attend, Than, Lord, in any place befides A thoufand days to fpend. Much rather in God's houfe will I The meaneft office take, Than in the wealthy tents of fin My pompous dwelling make. i I For God, who is our Sun and Shield,, Will grace and glory give ; And no good thing will he withhold From them that juftly live. 12 Thou God, whom heav'nly hofts obey. How highly blefs'd is he, Whofe hope and truft, fecurely plac'd, Is ftill repos'd on thee ! PSALM LXXXV. Common mctre^ X T ORD, thou haft granted to thy land \ A The favours v/e iraplor'd, And faithful Jacob's captive race, Haft gracioufly reftor'd.. Psalm LXXXVI. 127 2, 3 Thy people's fins thou haft forgiv'n, And all their guilt defac'd ; Thou haft not let thy wrath flame on^ Nor thy fierce anger laft. 4 O God our Saviour, all our hearts To thy obedience turn ; Tliat, quench'd with our repenting tears,. Thy wratli no more may burn. 5, 6 For why fhould'ft thou be angry ftilJ,. And wrath fo long retain ? Revive us, Lord, and let thy faints Thy wonted comfort gain. 7 Thy gracious favour, Lord, difplay. Which we have long implor'd ; And, for thy wond'rous mercy's fake,. Thy wonted aid affi^i'd. 8 God's anfw'er patiently I'll wait ; For he, with glad fucccfs, If they no more to folly turn, His mourning faints will blefs. 9 To all that fear his holy Name His fure falvation's near ; And in its former happy ftate Our nation Ihall appear. 10 For mercy now Avith truth is join'd^ And righteoufnefs with peace, Like kind companions, abfent long. With friendly arms embrace. II, 12 Truth from the earth fhall fpring,whiHl Heav'n Shall ftreams of jiiftice pour ; And God, from whom all goodnefs flows, Shall endlefs plenty fhow'r. 13 Before him righteoufnefs ftiall march. And his juft paths prepare ; Whilft we his holy fteps purfua With conftant zeal and care. PSALM LXXXVL Common metre. I 'T^O my complaint, O Lord my God, X Thv gracious ear incline ; Hear me, diftrefs'd and dcftitute Of all relief but thine. 128 Psalm LXXXVL 2 Do thou, O God, prelerve my foul, That does thy Name adore ; Thy fervant keep, and him, whofe truft Rehes on thee, reftore. 3 To me, who daily th^e invoke. Thy mercy, Lord, extend ; 4 Refrelh thy fervant's foul, whofe hopes On thee alone depend. 5 Thou, Lord, art good, not only good, But prompt to pardon too ; Of plenteous mercy to all thofe Who for thy mercy fue. 6 To my repeated humble pray'r, O Lord, attentive be ; 7 When troubled, I on thee will call. For thou wilt anfwer me. 8 Among the gods there's none like thee, O Lord, alone divine ! To thee as much inferior they. As are their works to thine. 9 Therefore their great Creator thee The nations (hall adore ; Their long-mifguided pray'rs and praife,- To thy blefs'd Name rellore. joAll fhall confefs thee great, and great The wonders thou haft done ; Confefs thee God, the God fuprcme, Gonfsfs thee God alone. PART IL 3.1 Teach me thy way, O Lord, and I From truth (hall ne'er depart ; In rev'rence to thy facred Name, Devoutly fix my heart. 1 a Thee will I praife, O Lord my God, Praife thee with heart fmcere ; And to thy everlafting Name Eternal trophies rear. J 5 Thy boundlefs mtercy fhown to me Tranfcends my pow'r to tell ; For thou haft oft redeem'd my foul From loweft depths of hell. Psalm LXXXVII. ii,^ 14 God, the fons of pride and ftrife Have my deftruction fought, Regardlefs of thy pow'r, that oft Has my dehv 'ranee wrought. 15 But thou thy conftant goodnefs didfl To my ati'iftance bring ; Of patience, mercy, and of truth, Thou everlafting fpring ! 16 O bounteous Lord, thy grace and ftrengtR To me thy fervant fliow ; Thy kind protedion. Lord, on me, Thine handmaid's, fon, bellow. 17 Some fignal give, which my proud foes May fee with fhame and rag-e. When thou, O Lord, for my relief And comfort doft engage. PSALM LXXXVII. Particular metre, 1 /^ OD's temfle crowns the holy mount ; 2 V_T The Lord there condefceiids to dwell j His Sion's ^tes, in his account, Our Ifrael's faireft tents excel. 3 Fame glorious things of thee fhall fmg, O city of th' Almighty Kmg ! 4 I'll mention Rahab ^tith due praife, In Babylon's applaufes join. The fame of Ethiopia raife. With that of Tyre and Paleftine ; And grant that fome amohgft them born. Their age and country did adorn. 5 But ftill of Sion I'll aver, That many fuch from her proceed ; Th' Almighty fhall eftablini her : 6 His gen'ral lift fnall fhow, v,'hen read, That fuch a perfon there was born. And fuch did fuch an age adorn. . 7 He'll Sion find with numbers fiU'd Of fuch aa merit high renown ; For hand and voice muficians fkill'd ; And (her tranfcending fame to crown) 130 Psalm LXXXVIII. Of fuch (he fhall fucceflions bring. Like water from a living fpring. PSALM LXXXVIIL Lo;i^ metres I 'T^ O thee, my God and Saviour, I I By day and night addrefs my cry : 1 Vouchfafe my mournful voice to hear ; To my diftrefs incline thine ea:-. 3 For feas of trouble me invade. My foul draws nigh to death's cold fhade : 4 Like one wliofe ftrength and hopes are fled. They number me among the dead : 5 Like thofe who, flirouded in the grave, From thee no more remembrance have ; 6 Caft off from thy fuftaining care, Down to the confines of defpair. 7 Thy wrath has hard upon me lain, Afflifting me with reftleft pain ; Me all thy mountain waves have prefl,^ Too weak, alas, to bear the leaft. S Remov'd from friends, Lfigh alone, In a loath'd dungeon laid, where none A vifit will vouchfafe to me, ConHn'd., paft hopes of liberty. 9 My eyes from weeping never ceafe, They wade, but liill my griefs increafe j Yet daily, Lord, to thee I've pray'd, With out-flretch'd hands invok'd thy aid. JO Wilt thou by miracle revive The dead, whom thou forfook'rt alive ? From death reftore, thy praife to fmg. Whom thou from prifon would'ft not bring ? 1 ! Shall the mute grave thy love confefs \ A mould'ring tomb thy faithfulnefs ?' 12 Thy truth and pow'r renown obtain Where darknefs and oblivion reign I T3 To thee, O Lord, I cry, forlorn ; My pray'r prevents the early morn : 14 Why haft thou. Lord, my foul forfook. Nor once vouchfaf 'd a gracious look \ 15 Prevailing forrows bear me down, Which from my youth with me have grown } ' Psalm LXXXIX. 131 ~Thy terrors paft diftra^ my mind, And fears of blacker days behind. r6 Thy wrath has burfl upon my head, Thy terrors fill my foul with dread ; 1 7 Environ'd as with wav'es combin'd. And for a geri'ral deluge join'd. 18 My lovers, friends, familiars, all Remov'd from fight, and out of call j To dark oblivion all retir'd. Dead, or at lead to me expir'd. PSALM LXXXIX. Long metre. 1 ^ I ^ HY mercies, Lord, fhall be my fong ; X My fong on them fhall ever dwell j To ages yet unborn my tongue Thy never-failing truth fhall tell. 2 I have affirm'd, and ftill maintain, Thy mercy fhall for ever lafl ; Thy truth that does the Heav'ns fuflain. Like them fhall (land for ever faft. 3 Thus fpak'fl thou by thy Prophet's voice, " With David I a league have made ; " To him, my fervant, and my choice, " By folemn oath this grant con-vey'd : 4 " While earth, and feas, and fkies endure, " Thy feed fhall in my fight remain ; ■•' To them tliy throne I will enfure ; " They ihall to endlefs ages reign." ^ For fuch ftupendous truth and love, BothHeav'n and earth juft praifes owe. By choirs of angsls fung above, And by aifembled faints below. '$ What Seraph cf celeftial birth To vie with Ifiael's God fhall dare ? Or who among the gods of earth With our Almighty Lord compare^ 7 With rev'rence and religious dread His faints fliould to his temple prefs ; His I'ear through all their hearts ihould fpread. Who his Almighty Name contefs. i32 Psalm LXXXIX., 8 Lord God of armies, who can boaft Of ftrength cr pow'rlike thine renown'd ? Of fuch a num'rous faithful hoft, As that which does thy throne furround ? 9 Thou doll the lawlefs fea controul, And change the profped of the deep j Thou mak'ft the fleeping billows roll ; Thou mak'ft tlie rolhng billows fleep. loThou brak'ft in pieces Rahab's pride,. And didft oppreffing pow'r difarm ; Thy fcatter'd foes, have dearly try'd The force of thy refiftlefs arm. 1 1 In thee the fov 'reign right remains Of earth and Heav'n; thee, Lord, alone, The world, and all that it contains, Their Maker and Preferver own. 1 2 The poles on which the globe does reft Were form'd by thy creating voice ; Tabor and Hermon, eaft and weft. In thy fuftaining pow'r rejoice. 13 Thy arm is mighty, ftrong thy hand,^ Yet, Lord, thou doft with juftice reign j i4Pofrefs'd of abfolute command Thou truth and mercy doft maintain. 15 Happy, thrice happy they, who hear Thy facred tmmpet's joyful found ; Who may at feftivals appear, With thy moft glorious prefence crown 'd. 16 Thy faints fliall always be o'erjoy'd, Who on thy facred Name rely ; And, in thy righteoufnefs employ'd. Above their foes be rais'd on high. 1 7 For in thy ftrength they ftiall advance, Whofe conquefts from thy favour fpring ; 1 8 The Lord of hofts is our defence. And Ifrael's God our Ifrael's King. £9 Thus fpak'ft thou by thy Prophet's voice, " A mighty champion I will fend ; « From Judah's tribe have I ma-^" choice <' Of one, who fhall the reft u'vicnd. Psalm LXXXIX. 133 30*' My lervant David I have found, " With holy oil anointed him ; '2 1 " Him fhall the hand fupport, that crown'd, " And guard, that gave the diadem. 22 *' No prince from him fhall tribute force, " No fbn of ftrife fhall him annoy j 23 " His fpiteful foes I will difperfe, " And them before his face deftroy. 24 " My truth and grace Ihall him fuftain 5 " His armies, in well-order'd ranks, 25 '* Shall conqud!-, from the Tyrian Main *' To Tigris and Euphrates' banks. 26 " Me for his Father he fhall take, " His God and Rock of fafety call ; 27 ♦* Him I my firft-born Son will make, *• And earthly kings his fubjefts all. 28 ** To him my mercy I'll fecure, '* My cov'nant make forever fall ; 29 " His feed forever fhall endure ; ♦< His throne, till Heav'n diffolves, fhall lail. PART II. 30 " But if his heirs my law forfake, " And from my facred precepts flray j 3 1 " If they my righteous ftatutes break, *' Nor ftriiily my commands obey ; 32 " Their fins I'll vifit with a red, *« And for their folly make them fmart ; 33 " Yet will not ceafe to be their God, " Nor from my truth, like them, depart. 34 " My cov'nant I Mill ne'er revoke, " 13ut in remembrance fa ft retain ; *' The thing that once my lips have fpoke " Shall in eternal force remain. 35 " Once I have fworn, but once for all, " And made my holinefs the tie, *' That I my grant will ne'er recall, " Nor to my fervant David lie : 36 " Whofe throne and race the conf^ant furt <' Shall, like his courfe, eflablilh'd fee j M 134 Psalm LXXXIX. 37 " Of this my oath, thou confcious moon, «' In Heav'n, my faithfivl witnels be." 38 Such was thy gracious promife, Lord ; But thou hall now our tribes forfook, Thy own. anointed haft abhorr'd, And turn'd on him thy wrathful look. 39 Thou feemeft to have render'd void The cov'nant with thy fervant made } Thou haft his dignity deftroy'd, And in the duft his honour kdd. 40 Of ftrong holds thou haft him bevcft, And brought his bulwarks to decay ; 41 His frontier coafts defencelefs left, A public fcorn, and common prey. 42 His ruin does glad triumphs yield To foes, advanc'd by thee to might ; 43 Thou haft his conqu'ring fword unfteel'd. His valour turn'd to Ihameful flight. 44 His glory is to darknefs fled, His throne is levell'd with the ground ; 45 His youth to wretched bondage led. With Ihame o'erwhelm'd and forrow drown'd= 46 How long ftiall we thy abfence mourn ? Wilt thou for ever, Lord, retire ? Shall thy confurning anger burn, Till that and we at once expire ? 47 Confider, Lord, how fliort a fpace Thou doft for mortal life ordain ; No method to prolong the race, But loading it with grief and pain. 48 What man is he that can controul Death's ftriifl unalterable doom ? Or rp^ue from the grave his foul, 1 he grave that muft mankind intomb ? 49 Lord, where's thy love, thy boyndlefs grace, The oath to which thy truth did feal, Confign'd to David and his race, The grant which time fliould ne'er repeal : 50 See how thy fervants treated are With infamy, reproach, and fpite ; Psalm XC. 13.5 Which in my filent breaft I bear, From nations of licentious might. jfi How they, reproaching thy great Name, Have made thy fervant's hope their jeft j 52 Yet thy juft praiies we'll proclaim, And ever fmgv The Lord be bleft. PSALM XC. Coiinno7i metre. 1 /^ LORD, the Saviour and defence V_^ Of us thy chofen race, * From age to age thou ftill haft been Our fure abiding.-place. 2 Before thou brought'il the mountains forth, Or th' earth and world didft frame, Thou always waft the mighty God, And ever art the fame. 3 Thou tumeft man, O Lord, to duft. Of which he firft was made ; And when thou fpeak'ft the word, Retitrnj 'Tis inftantly obey'd. 4 For in thy fight a thoufand years Are like a day that's paft. Or like a watch in dead of night, ■ Whofe hours unminded wafte. 5 Thou fweep'ft us off as with a flood, We vanifh hence like dreams ; At firft we grow likt; grafs, that feels The fun's revivincr beams : 6 But howfoever frefh and fair Its morning beauty fhows ; *Tis all cut down and wither'J quite. Before the ev'ning clofe. 7, 8 We by thine anger are confum'J, And by thy wrath difmay'd ; Our public crimes and fecret fms Before thy fight are laid, 9 Beneath thy anger's fad eiFe • In kludnefs doft chaftife ; And by thy facred rules to walk Doft lovingly advife. 13 This man fliall reft and fafety find In feafons of diftrefs ; Whilft God prepares a pit for thofe. That ftubbornly tranfgrefs. 14. For God will never from his faints His favour wholly take : His own pofTeffion and his lot He will not quite forfake. 15 The world (hall then confefs thee juft In all that thou haft done ; And thofe that choofe thy upright ways, Shall in thofe paths go on. 1 6 Who will appear in my behalf. When wicked men invade i* Or who, when finners would opprefs. My righteous caufe Ihall plead ? Psalm XCV: ' 145 J7> 18, 19 Long fmce had I in filence flept, But that the Lord was near. To ftay me when Lflipt ; when fad, M7 troubled heart to cheer. 20 Wilt thou, who art a God moft juftj nieir fmful throne fuRain ; Who make the law a fair pretence Their urked ends to gain ? 21 Againft the lives of righteous men. They form their clofe defign ; And blood of innocents to fpill In folemn league combine. 22 But my defence is firmly plac'd In Grd, the Lord moft high : . He is my rock, to which I may For refuge always fly. 23 The Lord ihall caufe their ill defigns- On their own heads to fall : He in their fins fhall cut them oiF ; Our God fhall flay tht;m all. PSALM XCV. Long metre. 1 /^ COME, loud anthems Ic: us ung, \_} Loud thanks to our Almighty King j For we our voices high fhould raife, When our falvation's Rock we praife. 2 Into his prefence let us hafte, To thank him for his favours paft ; To hm addrefs, in joyful fong?, The praife that to his Name belongs, 3 For God the Lord, enthron'd in ftate, Is, with unrivall'd glory, great : A King fuperior far to all, Whom gods the heathen falfely call. . 4 The depths of earth are in his hand, Her fecret wealth at his command, The ftrcngth of hills that reach the fkies, Subjected to his empire lies. 5 The rolling ocean's vaft abyfs, By the fame fov'reign right, is his ; 'Tis mov'd by his Almighty Hand, That form'd and fix'd the folid land. 142 Psalm XCVi: 6 O let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there ; Down on our knees devoutly all Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. 7 For he's our God, our fliepherd he, His flock and paflure fheep are we, If then you'll, like his flock, draw near,.- To-day if you his voice will hear, 8 Let not your harden'd hearts renew Your fathers' crimes and judgments too j - Nor here provoke my wrath, as they In defert plains of Meribah. 9 When through the wildernefs they mov'd^ And me with frefli temptations prov'd, They ftill, through unbelief, rebell'd, Whilft they my wond'rous works beheld. so They forty years my patience griev'd, Though daily I their wants reliev'd. Then — 'Tis a faithleft race, I faid, Whofe heart from me haS' always ftray'd. 1 r They ne'er will tread hiy righteous path ^ Therefore to them, in fettled wrath, Since they defpis'd my reft, I fware, That they (hall never enter there. PSALM" XCVI. Particular metrd, !• O ING to the Lord a new-made fong ; O Let earth in one affembled throng Her common Patron^s praife refound : 2 Sing to the Lord, and blefs his Name, From day to day his praife proclaim, Who us has with falvation crown'd ; 3 To heathen land^ his fame rehearfe, His wonders to the univerfe. 4 He's great, and greatly to be praLs'd j Iti majefty and glory rais'd Above all other deities': 3^ For pageantry and idols all Are they, whom gods the heathen call ; He only rules, who ma;de the ftcies : 6 With majefty and honour crown'd, Beauty and ftrength his throne furround* Psalm XGV|I. 143 • 7 Be therefore both to him reftor'd By you, who have falfe gods ador'd j Afcribe due honour to his name : 8 Peace-ofF'ring^ on his akar lay, Before his throne your homage pay, Which he, and he alone, can claim i 9 To worfhip at his facred court, Let all the trembling world refort. 10 Proclaim aloud, Jehovah reigns, Whofe pow'r the univerfe fuftains, And banilh'djuftice will reftore : 1 1 Let therefore Heav'n new joys confefs ^ And heav'nly mirth let earth exprefs ; Its loud applaufe the ocean roar ; Its mute inhabitants rejoice, And for this triumph find a voice. 1 2 For joy let fertile vallies fing. The cheerful groves their tribute bring, The tuneful choir of birds awake, 13 The Lord's approach to celebrate ; Who now fets out with awful ftate. His circuit through the earth to take : From Heav'n to judge tlie world he's come. With juftice to reward and doom. PSALM XCVII. Lc?r:g metre. 1 TEHOVAH reigns, let all the earth' J In his juft government rejoice ; Let all the ifles with facred mirth, In his applanfe unite their voice. 2 Darknefs and clouds of awful Ihade His dazzling glory fhroud in ftate ; Juftice and truth his guards are made, And fix'd by his pavilion wait. 3 Devouring fire before his face. His foes around with vengeance ftruck ; 4 His light'ning fet the world on blaze ; Earth faw it, and with terror ftiook. 5 The prr.udeft hills his prcfence felt. Their height nor ftrength could help afford ; The proudeft hills like wax did melt In prefence of th' Almiehtv Lord. 144 Psalm XCVIIL ^6 The Heav'ns, his righteoufnefs to fhow, With ftorms of fire our foes purfu'd, And all the trembling world below Have his defcending glory view'd. 7 Confounded be their impious hoft, Who make the gods to whom they pray ; All who of pageant idols boaft :^ To him, ye gods, your worfliip pay. 8 Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, And Judah's daughters were o'erjoy'd ; Becaufe thy righteous judgments, Lord, Have pagan pride and pow'r deftroy'd. 9 For thou, 6 God, art feated high, Above earth's potentates enthron'd ; Thou, Lord, unrivall'd in the flcy, Supreme by all the gods art own'd. 10 Ye who to ferve this Lord afpire. Abhor what's ill, and truth efteem : He'll keep his fervants' fouls entire, And them from wicked hands redeem. 1 1 For feeds are fown of glorious light, A future harveft for the jull ; And gladnefs for the heart that's right, To recompenfe its pious truft. 12 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord; Memorials of his holinefs Deep in your faithful breafts record, And with your thankful tongues confefs. PSALM XCVin. Common metre, J Q ING to the Lord a new-made fong, ^ Who wond'rous things has done; With his right-hand and holy arm The conqueft he has won. 2 The Lord has through th' aftonlfh'd world Difplay'd his faving might. And made his righteous ads appear In all the heathen's fight. 3 Of Ifrael's houfe his love and truth Have ever mindful been ; Wide earth's remoteft parts the pow'r Of Ifrael's God have feen. Psalm XCIX, ;I45 ^ Let therefore earth's inhabitants Their cheerful voices raife ; And all, with univerfal joy, Refoand their Maker's praife. 5 With harp and hymn's foft melody. Into the concert bring -6 The trumpet and flirill cornet's founds Before th' Almighry King. ^ Let the loud ocean roar her joy, With all the feas contain ; The earth, and her inhabitants, Join concert with the main. :f With joy let riv'lets fwell to ftreams, To fpreading torrents they ; And echoing vales from hill to hill Redoubled fhouts convey ; "5 To welcome xlown the world's great Judge, Who does with juftice come, -And witli impartial equity. Both to reward and doom. PSALM XCIX. Cotnmn metre. J TEHOVAH reigns ; let therefore all J The guilty nations quake : On Oherubs' wings he fits enthron'd j : Let earth's foundations (hake. 2 On Sion's hill he keeps his court, His palace makes her tow'rs ; Yet thence his fov'reignty extends Supreme o'er earthly pow'rs. ^ Let therefore all with praife addrefs His great and dreadful Name ; And, with his unrefined mi-ght, His hcdinefs proclaim. 4 For truth and juftice, in his reign, Of ftrength and pow'r take place; His judgments are with righteoufnefs Difpens'd to Jacob's race. J Therefore exalt the Lord our God ; Before his foot-ftool fall ; N 146 Psalm C. And, with his unrefifted might, His holinefs exloh ^ Mofes and Aaron thus of old Among his priefts ador'd ; Among his prophets Samuel thus His facred name implor'd. Plftrefs'd, upon the Lord tliey call'd. Who ne'er their fuit deny'd ; But, as with revYence tliey implor'd. He gracioufly reply'd. 7 For with their camp, to guide their march, The cloudy pillar mov'd ; They kept his law, and to his will Obedient fervants prov'd. S He anfwer'd them, forgiving oft His people for their fake ; And thofe who raflily them oppos'dj Did fad examples make. • With worfliip at his facred courts Exalt our God and Lord j For he, who only holy is, » Alone fliouid be ador'd. PSALM C. :Lor.g metre, I 2 -TTTT ITH one confent, let all the earth ' VV 1"o God their cheerful voices raife Glad homage pay, with awful mirtli, And fmg before him fongs of praife : 9 Convinc'd that he. is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed .; We, whom he choofes for his own, The flock that he vouchfafes to feed. A O enter then his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly prefs j And ft ill your grateful hymns repeat, And ftill his Name with praifes blefs. r For he's the Lord, fupremely good. His mercy is forever fure ; - His truth, which always firmly flooJ, To endlefs ages (hall endure. Psalm CI, CII. 147 PSALM CI. Long metre, 1 /^F mercy's never-failing fpring, V-7 And ftedfaft judgment, I will fmg : And fmce they both to the^ belong. To thee, O Lord, addrefs my fong. 2 When, Lord, thou fhalt with me refide, Wife difcipline my reign fhall guide ; With blamelefs life myfelf I'U make A pattern for my court to take. 3 No ill defign will I purfue, Nor thofe my fav'rites make that do ; 4 Who to reproof has no regard. Him will I totally difcard. ^ The private flanderer fhall be In public juftice doom'd by me : From haughty looks Pil turn afide, And mortify the heart of pride, 6 Buthonefty, call'd from her cell, In fplendor at my court fliall dwell : Who virtue's pradice make their care. Shall have the firft preferments there. 7 No politics fhall recommend His country's foe to be my friend : None e'er fhall to my favour rife, By flatt'ring or malicious lies. • All thofe who wicked courfes take. An early facrifice I'll make ; Cut off, deftroy, till none remain God's holy city to profane. PSALM CII. Common metre. 1 "TXT HEN I pour out my foul in pray'r, VV Do thou, O Lord, attend ; To thy eternal throne of grace Let my fad cry afcend. 2 O hide not thou thy glorious face In times of deep diilirefs : Incline thine ear, and when I call, My forrows foon redrefs. 3 Each cloudy portion of my life, Like fciittcr'd fmoke expires j I4S Psalm CII; My fiirlvell'd banes are like a hearth'' Parch'd with continual fires. 4 My heart,, like grafs that feels the blaft Of fome infeflious -wind, Does languifh {o with grief, that fcarce ■ My needful food I mind. 5 By reafon of my fad eflate I fpend my breath in groans ; . My flefh is worn away, my fkin Scarce hides my ftarting bones. 6 I'm like a pelican become, That does in deferts mourn ; Or like an owl, that fits all day On barren trees forlorn. 7 In watchlngs, or in reftlefs dreams, • The night by me is fpent,. As by thofe folitary birds, That lonefome roofs frequent. 8 All day by railing foes I'm made The fubjedt of their fcorn ; Who all, poffefs'd with furious rage, Have my deftrudion fworn. 9 When grov'ling on the ground I lie, Opprefs'd with grief and fears, My bread is ftrew'd with aflies o'er. My drink is m.ix'd with tears, 10 Becaufe on me with double weight Thy heavy wrath doth lie ; For thou, to make my fall more great. Did ft lift me up on high. '1 1 My daysj juft haft'ning to their end. Are like an evening fhade ; My beauty does, like Mither'd grafs, With waning luftre fade. 12 But thy eternal ftate, O Lord, No length of time fhall wafte ; The mem'ry of thy wond'rous works From age to age fliall laft. 13 Thou (halt arife, and Sion view- With an unclouded f^ce ;_ Psalm CII. 149 For no"w her time is come, thy own Appointed day of grace. 14 Her fcatter'd ruins by thy faints With pity are furvey'd ; They grieve to fee her lofty fpires In duft and rubbifli laid. 15,16 The Name and glory of the Lord All heathen kings -Oiall fear ; When he (hall Sion build again i And in full ftate appear. 17, 18 When he regards the poor's requeft, Nor flights their earneft pray'r ; Our fons, for their_ recorded grace, Shall his juft praife declare. 19 For God, from his abode on high, His gracious beams difplay'd : ' The Lord, from Heav'n, his lofty throne, Hath all the earth furvey'd. 20 He liften'd to the captives' moans, He heard their mournful cry, And freed, by his refiftlefs pow'r. The wretches doom'd to die. 2 1 That they in Sion, where he dwells, Might celebrate his fame, And through the holy city fi-ng Loud praifes to his Name : 22 When all the tribes aflcmbling there, Their folemn vows addrefs, And neighb'ring lands, with glad confent. The Lord their God confefs. 23 But e'er my race is run, my ftrength Through his fierce wrath decays ; He has, when all my wifhes bloom'd. Cut fhort my hopeful days. 24 Lord, end not thou my life, faid T, When half is fcarcely part ; Thy years, from worldly changes free, To endlefs ages laft. 25 The ftrong foundations of the earth Of old by thee were laid j N2 150 Psalm CIII. Thy hands the beauteous arch of Heav'ft. With wond'rous fkill have made. 26, 27 Whilft thou for ever ftialt endure, They foon fhall pafs away ; And, like a garment often worn. Shall tarnifli and decay. Like that, wiien thou ordain'ft their chan^c^ To thy command they bend ; But thou continu'il ftill the fame, Nor have thy years an end. 28 Thou to the children of thy faints Shalt lafting quiet give ; Whofe happy rare, fecurely ^'d,. Shall in thy prefence live. PSALM CIII. Lot!g tuetrei T, 2 1\ /T Y foul, infpir'd with facred love, J_Vx God's holy Name for ever blefs j , Of all his favours mindful prove. And ftill thy grateful thanks exprefs. 3, 4 'Tis he that all thy fms forgives. And after ficknefs makes thee found j From danger he thy life retrieves^ By him with grace and mercy crown'd. 5, 6 He with good things thy mouth fupplies. Thy vigour, eagle-like, renews ; He, when the guiltlefs fuiF'rer cries, His foe with juft revenge purfues. 7 God made of old his righteous ways To Mofes and our fathers known ; His works, to his eternal praife, Were to the fons of Jacob fhown. 8 The Lord abounds witli tender love. And unexampled a6ls of grace ; His waken'd wrath doth flowly move, His willing mercy flies apace. 9, lo God will not always harftly chide. But wit3i his anger quickly part j And loves his pnniihments to guide More by his love than our defert. FsALM CIV; rr As high as Heav'n its- arch extends Above this little fpot of clay, So much his boundlefs love tranfcends - The fmall refpe- i^i, Psalm CIV. 3 God builds on liquid air, afid forms His palace chambers in the flcies ; The clouds his chariots are, and ftorms The fvvift-wing'd fteeds with which he flicS. 4 As bright as flame, as fwift as wind. His minifters Heav'n's palace fill. To have their fundry taflcs affign'd, All proud to ferve tlieir Sov 'reign's will. 5, 6 Earth on her centre fix'd, he fet, Her face with waters cverfpread ;' , Nor proudeft mountains dar'd as yet To lift above the waves their head. 7 But when thy awful face appear'd, Th' infulting waves difpers'd ; they fled. When once thy thunder's voice they heard, And by their hafte confefs'd their dread; 8 Thence up by fecret tracks they creep, And, guftiing from the mountain's fide, Through vallies U'avel to the deep, Appointed to receive their tide. 9 There haft thou fix'd the ocean's bounds. The threat'ning furges to repel ; That they no more o'ei-pafs their moundSi- Nor to a fecoud deluge fwell. P A R T IT. ioYet thence in fmaller parties drawp, ■ The fea recovers her loft hills ; And ftarting fprings from, ev'ry lawn Surprife the vales with plenteous rills, 1 1 The field's tame beafts are thither led, Weary with labour, faint with drought ; And affes on wild mountains bred Have fenfe to find thefe currents out. 52 There fhady trees from fcorching beamjs Yield fheker to the feather'd throng ; They dri^k, and to the bounteous ftreams Return the tribute of their fong. J 3 His rains from Heav'n parch'd hills recruit, That foon tranfmit the liquid ftore ; Till earth is burden'd with her fruit, And nature's lap can hold no more. FsALM CIV. r^j,; 14 Grafs, for our cattle to devour, He makes the growth of ev'ry field : Herbs, for man's ufe, of various potp'r, That either 'food 6r phjfic yield. jj With clufter'd grapes he crowns the vine. To cheer man's heart, opprefs'd with cares j ; Gives oil, that makes his face to fhine, And corn, that wafted ftrength repairs. - PAR T IIL iCThe trees of God, without the care Or art of man, with fap are fed ; The mountain cedar looks as fair As thc£& in royat gardens bred. 37 Safe in the lofty cedar's arms The wand'rers of the air may reft 5 ; The hofpitable pine from harms Protefts thi^ ftork,-hen pious gueft. 18 Wild goats the craj^gy rock afcend. Its tow'ring heights their fortrefs make, : Whofe cells in labyrinths extend. Where feebler creatures refuge take. 19 The moon's inconftant afpeA inows Th' appointed feafons of the year ; Th' inftruiled fun his duty knows, His hours to rife and difappear. 20, 21 Darknefs he makes the earth to fhroud^ - When fore ft beafts fecurely ftray ; Young lioas roar their wants aloud To Providence, that fends them prey> 2 2 They range all night, on flaughter bent, . Till fummon'd by the rifing morn, To fkulk in dens, with one confent, The confcious ravagers return. 33 Forth to the tillage of his foil The hiiftjandman fecurely goes. Commencing with the fun his toil. With him returns to his repofe. 24 How various. Lord, thy works are found 5 : For which thy wifdom we adore ! The earth is with thy treafure crown'd, Till nature's hand can grafp no more. r54 Psalm CiV^J PA R T IV^. 2 J But flin the vaft unfathom'J main^ Of wonders a new fcene fupplies,- Whofe depths inhabitants contain Of ev'ry form, and ev'ry fize. 26 Full-freighted fhips from ev'ry port There cut their unmolefted way ; Leviathan, whom there to fport Thou mad'ft, has compafs there to pla^i 37 Thefe various troops of fea and land In fenfe of common want agree j All wait on' thy difpenfing hand, And have their daily alms from thee.- 38 They gather what thy ftores diiperfe, - Without their trouble to provide ; Thou op'ft thy hand, the univerfe. The craving world, is all fupply'd. 29 Thou for a moment hid'ft tliy face, The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn j> Thou tak'ft their breath, all nature's race- Forthwith to mother earth return. 30 Again thou fend'ft thyfpirit forth T' infpire the mafs with- vital feed. ; Nature's reftor'd, and parent earth Smiles on her neAv-created breed. 31 Thus through fucceffive ages ftands Firm fix'd thy providential care ; Pleas'd with the work of thy own hands, Thou doft the wafte of time repair. 32 One look- of thine, one wrathful look, Earth's panting breaft with terror fills ; One touch from thee, with clouds of fmokc; In darknefs fhrouds the proudeft hills. 33 In praifing God, while he prolongs My breath, I will that breatli employ ; 34 And -join devotion to my fongs, Sincere, as In him is my joy. 35; ^^ile ftnners from" earth's face are hurl'dy My foul, praife thou his holy Name, Till with my fong the lift'ning world Xoin -concert, and his praife proclaina. - Psalm CV. i^g 'PSALM CV. Coimnon metre. a f^ RENDER thanks, and blefs the Lord ; -V_x Invoke his facred Name ; Acquaint the nations with his deeds, His matchlefs deeds proclaim. 2 Sing to his praife in lofty hymns ; His wondrous works rehearie-; Make them the theme of jjour difcourfej And fubjeft of your verfe. -3 Rejoice in his Almighty Name, Alone to be ador'd ; And let their hearts o'erflow with joy- That humbly fe^k the Lord. 4 Seek ye the Lord, his faving flrengA Devoutly ftill implore ; And, where he's ever prefent, feek His face for evermore. 5 The wonders that his hands have wrought Keep thankfully in mind ; The righteous ftatutes of his tnouth. And laws to us affign'd. 6 Know ye his fervant Abra'm's Cscd, And Jacob's chofen race ; 7 He's rtill our God, his judgments flill Throughout the earth take place. # 8 His cov'nant he hath kept in mind For nnm'rous ages paft, Which yet for thoufand ages more In equal force fhall lafl. 9 Fir ft fign'd to Abr'am, next, by oatk To Ifaac made fecure ; 10 To Jacob and his heirs a law. For ever to endure : 1 1 That Canaan's land fhc«nld be their lot;. When yet but few they were ; 12 But few in number, and thofe fetr All friendlefs ftrangers there. 13 In pilgrimage, from realm to realm. Securely they remov'd, 14 Whilft proudeft monarchs, for their fakes. Severely he rcprov'd. :XS^ Psalm CV. : IS" Thefe nime anointed are," fald he j <♦ Let none my fei vants. wrong ; «* Nor treat the pnore/l: prophet ill, " That does to me belong." : l6 A dearth at laft, by his command. Did through the land prevail ; Till corn, the chief fupport of life, Suftaining corn, did fail. ■ 17 But his Indulgent providence Had pious Jofeph fent. Sold into Egypt, but their death Who fold him. to prevent. 2 8 His feet wkh heavy chains were crufh'd, With calumny his' fame ; 19 Till God's appointed time and word ' To his deliv 'ranee came. 20 The king his fov'reign order fent. And refcu'd him with fpeed ; Whom private malice had confin'd, The people's ruler freed. 3 1 His court, revenues, realms, were all Subjeded to his will ; ;:22 His greateft'prmces to controul. And teafh his ftatefmen flcill. PART II. ; 23 To Egypt then, invited guefts, Half-famifh'd Ifrael came ; And Jacob held,, by -royal grant. The fertile foil of Ham. 24 Th' Almighty there with fuch increafe His people multiply'd. Till with their proud oppreflbrs they In ftrength and number vy'd. 25 Their vaft increafe th' Egyptians' hearts With jearous anger fir'd. Till they his fervants to defti-07 By treach'rous, arts confpir'd. 26 His fervant Mofes then he fent, His chofen Aaron too, §7 Empower 'd with figns and miracles, To prove thtir mifliott true. Psalm CV. 157 28 He call'd for darknefs, darknefs came, Nature his fummons knew ; t() Each flream and lake, transform 'd to blood. The wand'ring fifhes flew. 30 In putrid floods, throughout the land, The peft of frogs was bred ; From noifome fens fent up to croak At Pharaoh's board and bed. 3 ! He gave the fign, and fwarms of flies Came down in cloudy hods ; Whilft earth's enliven'd duft below. Bred lice through all their coafts. 32 He fent them bati'ring hail for rain, And fire for cooling dew ; 33 He fmote their ^vines, and foreft plants, And gardens pride o'er threw. 34 He fpake the word, and locufts came, And caterpillars join'd ; They prey'd upon tJae poor remains The ftorm had left behind. ^^ From trees to herbage they defcend. No verdant thing they fpare ; But, like the naked fallow field, Leave all the paftures bare. 36 From fields to villages and towns, Commiffion'd vengeance flew t One fatal ftroke their eldeft hopes And ftrength jof Egypt flew. 37 He brought his fcrvants forth, enrich'tl With Egypt's borrow'd wealth ; And, what tranfcends all treafure elfe, Enrich'd with vig'rous health. 38 Egypt rejolc'd in hopes to find Her plagues with them remov'd ! Taught dearly now to fear worfe ills By thofe already prov'd. 39 Their fhrouding canopy by day A journeying cloud was fpread | A fiery pillar all the night Thqir defert marches led. O ^S^ Psalm CVI. 40 They long'd for flefh ; wkh ev'nin^ quails He furnifli'd ev'ry tent • From Heav'n's liigh granary, each morn, i he bread of Angels fent 41 He fmote the rock, whofe flinty breaft ±"our d forth a guihing tide • Whofe flowing ftream where'er they march'd, ;I he defert's drought fupply'd. 42 For ftill he did on Abr'am's faith And ancient league refleft ; 43 He brought his people forth With iov, VViLh triumph his eleft. 44 Quite rooting out their heathen foes From Canaan's fertile foil, To them in cheap pofTefllon gave The fruit of others' toil : ' 45 That they his ftatutes might obferv^, His facred laws obey : For benefits fo vail, let us Our fongs of praife repay. PSALM . CVI. Lo^^ ..etre. ' C\ ^^^^'^ER thanks to God above, V^ The fountaui of eternal love ; Whofe mercy firm through ages paft Has flood, and fhall for ever lafl. 2 Who can his mighty deeds exprefs, Aot only vafl:, but numberlefs ? What mortal eloquence can raiie His tribute of immortal praife ? 3 Happy are, they,, and only they, V/ho from thy judgments never Rray - Who know what's right ; nor only fo," " But always pradife what they know. 4 Extend to me that favour. Lord, Thou to thy chofen doft afford : When thou rerurn'fl to fet them free, Let tliy falvation vifit me. 5 O may I wortliy prove to fee Thy f^iints in, full profperity ; That I the joyful choir may join, And coimt thy people's triumph mine. 159 5. To all my parts their place and use Thy wisdom had assigii'd, E'er yet these parts a beint^ had, But in thy forming mind. G. Ten thousand thousand times my life I've to thy goodness ow'd ; Thy dail}' care preserves the gift, Thy bounty first bestow 'd. 7. Lord, if within my thoughtless heart Thou aught shouldst disapprove ; The secret evil bring to light. And by thy grace remove. 8. If e'er my Tvays have been perverse. Or foolish in thy view, Recal my steps to thy commands, And form my life anew. HYxMN CXLIX. ^ The Lesson of human Frailty. I. SWIFT as the fcather'd arrovv^ flies, And cuts the yielding air; I Or as a kindling meteor dies. Ere it can well appear : 2. So pass our fleeting years away, -( And time runs on its race : h*j In vain we ask a moment's stay, i ; Time lessens not its pace. ^\»i!| K 160 W^^- 3. But, Lord, what mighty things depend On our precarious breath ! And soon this fleeting' life will end In future life or death. 4. O make us truly M'ise to learn How very frail we are; That we may mind our grand concern y. And for our clxange prepare. May think of death, and learn to die To all inferior things ; Whilst our glad souls aspiring fly To lifers eternal springs. HYMN CL. God justified in the Appointments of this JJfUy and of anothe?'. 1. TROUGH peevish virtue may complain, And almost dare its God arraign. Who has not fitted nature's plan To bless through life the \irtuous man. 2. Better instructed, we shall find That God in all is wise and kind : Suftering refines, exalts the soul ; Suffering is virtue's richest school. 3. Z/c/T, all without distinction prove ^ome common blessing of his love ; The world hereafter, God reserves .''or treating each, as each deserves » .1 161 ■ 4. Tlieii life's vast issues shall be known, And man shall reap as man has soAvn. This hope, the virtuous mmd enjoys, This fear, the sinner's j^eace destroys. HYMN CLI. Morning Hymn. 1. ^ ■ I NIGHT'S dismal gloom once more is fled, And day returns to me ; * i Once more I quit my peaceful bed, And rising beauties see. i 2. I My bed — it might have been my grave, Y My bed of sickness, pain ; i \ But God, whose pleasure is to save, i Renews my health again. 3. As night's dark shades, and brooding forms, And prowling beasts of prey, Forbear to spread their rude alarms, Aw'd at th' approach of day, "4. So be dispers'd each brooding care. That springs from passions foul. From envy, avarice, dark despair, '. Nor vex my wak'ned soul. i 5, / ( And may I ever know the joy | I Which peace with thee inspires : , ' . That peace which earth cannot destroy, -) Which not in death expires. P2 A. 162 HYMN CLII. Fake Repentance. 1. WRETCHED deceit, to think of heaveiv Or in a Saviour trust , Wretched the hope to be forgiven, While we ajre slaves to lust. 2. Still to go on, and swell the debt,. Can ne'er for debt atone ; And God is mock'd with weak regret,, i While sin still keeps lier throne. 3. With many a cry, and many a tear^ We may our sin lament, But if no bettcr'd hfe appear, This is not to repent. 4. Still to confess, and still retain Affection for our sin ; Still to resolve to break our chain, And still be held therein ; 5. Where no temptation moves, to quit The beaten vulgar road ; But still some dearer crimes commit, And still be led from God ; 6. .f\rgues the worst ill state of mind ; It bids to hope adieu. To every means which God design'd Lost goodness to renew. 163 HYMN CLIII. • For Sabbath Day. 1. THE gracious Saviour bow'd his head. And drew his parting l^-eath ; And as he Uv'd to vanquish sin, He dy'd to conquer death. 2. Three days — so high behests ordain 'd. Death triumph'd o'er his prize ; The hour of grace at length arriv'd, Behold the Conqueror rise ! 3. He rose triumphant to his God ; He wing'd to heaven his flight, Where endless ages he shall reign, Enthroned in realms of Ught. 4. Wond'rous tlie grace, xhsit gave to deatli The best belov'd of God ; That bade the Saviour feel for us Afiiiction's keenest rod. 5. With every grateful thought inspir'd, Devoutly let us raise Our humble voice to mercy's throne In never ceasiag praise. — 6. Nor this be all — ^the grateful life Should speak the thankful mind (" The heart tliat feels redemption's good, j( Should be to good inclin'd. I i 166- • 2. Whate'er he orders must, be just ; Then let me kiss the rod, Nor, poorly sunk;, at all distrust, The goodness of my God. 3. The mind to which I owe my own, To guide this mind is wise ; And he, to whom my faults are known, The fittest to chastise. 4. Then, till life's latest sands are run, O teach me Power Divine ! Still to reply, thy will be done, Whate'er becomes of mine. HYMN jCLVII. The heavenly Visitant, 1. BEHOLD a stranger at thy door ! He gently knocks, has knock'd before, Has waited long, is waiting still ; You use no other friend so ill. 2. But will he prove a friend indeed? He will ; the very friend you need ; The Man of Nazareth, 'tis he With garments dy'd from Calvary. 3, O lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and open hands ! O matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes. P5ALM CVL 159 6 But ah : can we espevftfuch grace, Of parents vile the viler race ; Who their mifJeeds have acted o'er, And with new crimes increas'd the fcore ? 7 Ingrateful, they no longer thought On all his works vn Egypt wrought ; The Red Sea they no Iboner view'd. Than they their bafe diftruft renew'd. 8 Yet he, to vindicate his Name, Once more to their deliv 'ranee came ; To make his fov 'reign pow'r be knowu, That he is God, and he alone. 9 To right and left, -at his command, The parting deep difclos'd her fand ; Where firm and dry the pafTage lay. As through fome parch'd and defert way. 10 Thus refcu'd from their foes they were. Who clofel;* prefs'd upon their rear ; 1 1 Whofe rage purfu'd them to thofe waves, • That prov'd the rafh purfuers' graves. 1 2 The wat'ry mountain's fudden fall O'erwhelm'd proud Pharaoh, hofl and all '. This proof did ftupid Ifrael move To own God's truth, and praife his love. PART II. 13 But {bon thefe wonders they forgot, And for his counfel wa:ited not ; 14. But lulling in the wildernefs, Did him with freih temptations prefs. 15 Strong food at their requeft he fent. But made their fm their punifhm.ent ; J 6 Yet ftill his faints they did oppofe, The prieft and prophet whom he chofe. 17 But earth, the quarrel to decide. Her vengeful jaws extended wide, Ra(li Dathan to her centre drew, With proud Abiram's fa And to the molten image pray'd ; 20 Adoring what their hands did frame, They chang'd their glory to tlieir fhame. 21 Their God and Saviour they forgot, And all his works in Egypt wrought ; 2 2 His figris in Ham's aftonifli'd coaft, And where proud Pharaoh's troops were loft. 23 Thus urg'd, his vengeful hand he rear'd, But Mofes \h th'e breach appear 'd j The faint did for the rebels pray, And turn'd Heav'n's kindled wrath away» 24 Yet they his pieafant land defpis^d, Nor his repeated promife priz'd, 25 Nor did th' Almighty's voice obey ; But when God faid, Go up, would ftay, 26 This feal'd their doom, without redrefs To perifh in the wildemefs ; 27 Or elfe io be by heathen's hands O'erthrowny and fcattei'd through the lands. P A ;El T III/ 28 Yet, Unreclaim'd, this ftubborn race Baal-Peor's worfhip did embrace ; Became his impious guefts, and fed On facrifices to the dead. ip Thus they perfifted to provoke God's vengeance to the final ftroke t 'Tis come — the deadly pert is come, To execute their gen'ral doom. 30 But Phineas, fir'd with holy rage, Th' Almighty vengeance to affuage, '- Did, by two bold offenders' fall, Th' atonement make that ranfom'd all. 31 As him a heav'nly zeal had mov'd. So Heav'n the zealous aft approv'd ; To him confirming, and his race, The priefthood he fo well did grace. 3 2 At Merlbah God's wrath they mov'd j Who Mofes, for their fakes, reprov'd ; 33 Whofe patient foul they did provoke. Till ralhly tlae meek prophet fpokc. Psalm CVI. i6i 34 Nor, when poflTefs'd of Canaan's land, Did they perform their Lord's command, Nor his commilFion'd fword employ The guilty nations c\j deftroy. 35 Not only fpar'd the pagan crew. But, mingling, learnt their vices too ; 36 And worfhip to thofe idols paid, Which them to fatal fnares betray'd. 37, 38 To devils they did facrihce Their children, with relentlefs eyes ; Approach'd their altars through a flood Of their ovi^n fons and daughters' blood. , No cheaper viilim^' would appeafe Canaan's remorfelefs deities ; No blood her idols reconcile, But that which did the land defile. P A R T IV. 39 Nor did thefe favage cruelties The harden'd reprobates fuffice ; For after their heart's luft they went, And daily did new crimes invent. 40 But fins of fuch infernal hue God's wrath againil his people drew, Till he, their once indulgent Lord, His own inheritance abhorr'd. 41 He them defencelefs did expofs To their infulting heathen foes ; And made them on the triumph wait Of thofe who bore them greateft hate. 42 Nor thus his indignation ceas'd ; Their lift of tyrants ftill increas'd ; Till they, who God': mild fway declin'd, Were made the vaffals of mankind. 43 Yet when, diftrefs'd, they did repent, His anger did as oft relent ; But freed, they did his wrath provoke, Renew'd their fins, and he their yoke. 44 Nor yet implacable he prov'd, Nor heard their wretched cries unmov'J ; 2 '62 Psalm CVII. 45 But did to mind his promife brings And mercy's inexhaufted fpring. 46 Compaffion too he did iYnpart E'en to their foes' obdurate aeart ; And pity for their fufF'rings bred In thofe who them to bondage led. • 47 Still fave us. Lord, and Ifrael's bands Toget^ "^ bring from heathen lands ; So to Liiy name our thanks we'll raife, And ever triumph in thy praife. 48 Let Ifrael's God be ever blefs'd, His Name eternally confefs'd : Let all his fiints, with full accord, Sing loud Amens— Praife ye the Lord. J» S A L M CVII. Long fnetre, I 'Tn O God your grateful voices raife, t Who does your daily Patron prove ; And let your never-ceafmg praife Attend on his eternal love. 2, 3 Let thofe give thanks, whom he from bands Of proud opprelliog foes released ; And brought them back from diftant lands, From north and fouth, and weft and eaft. 4', 5 Through lonely defert ways they went. Nor could a peopled city find ; Till quite with thirft and hunger fpent. Their fainting fouls within them pin'd. 6 Then foon to God's indulgent ear Did they their mournful cry addrefs ; Who graciously vouchfaf'd to hear, And freed them from their deep diftrefs. 7 From cr<5oked paths he led them forth, And in the certain way did guide To wealthy towns of great refort, Where all their wants were well fupply'd. 8 O then that all the earth with me Would God, for this his goodnefs, praife ; And for the mighty works which he Throughout the wond'ring world difplaysl Psalm CVIL 163 9 For he from Heav'n the fad eftate Of longing fouls with pity views ; To hungry fouls, that pant for meat, . His goodnefs daily food renews. P A Px. T II. to Some lie, with darknefs compafs'd round, In death's uncomfortable fhade, And with unwieldy fetters bound, By preffing cares more heavy made. II, 12 Becaufe God'^s counfels they defy'd, And lightly priz'd his holy word, With thcfe afflivflions they were try'd ; They fell, and. none could help atFordi,' 13 Then foon to God's indulgent ear Did they their mournful cry addrefs ; Who gracioufly vouchfaf 'd to hear, And freed them frcm their deep diflrefe. 14 From difmal dungeons, dark as night. And fliades, as black as death's abode, He brought them forth to cheerful light. And welcome liberty beflow'd. 15 O then that all the earth with me Would God, for this his goodnefs, praife ; And for the mighty works which he Throughout the wond'ring world difplays i 16 For he, with his Almighty hand, The gates of brafs in pieces broke ; Nor could the mafly bars withftand. Or temperM fteel refift his ftroke. PART in. 17 Rcmorfelefs wretches, void of fenfe, With bold tranfgreffions God defy ; And, for their multiply'd offence, Opprefs'd with fore difcafes lie. 18 Their foul, a prey to pain and fear, Abhors to tafte the choiceft meats ; And they by faint degrees draw near To death's inhofpitable gates. 19 Then ftraight to G'^'s indulgent ear Do they their mournful cry adUrcfs ; 164 Psalm evil. Who gracioufly vouchfafes to hear. And frees them from their deep diflrefs. 20 He all their fad diftempers heals, His word both health and fafety gives ; And, when all human fuccour fails, From near deftrudion them retrieves. 21 O then that all the earth with me Would God, for this his goodnefs, praife ; And for the mighty works which he Throughout the wond'ring world difplays ! 22 With oif 'rings let his altar flame^ Whilft they tlieir grateful thanks exprefs, And wiih loud joy his holy Name, For all his ads of wonder, blefs. PART IV'. 23, 24 They that in flilps, with courage bold. O'er fwelling waves their trade purfue. Do God's amazing works behold. And in the deep his wonders view. 25 No fooner his command is paft. Than forth the dreadful tempefl flies, Which fweeps the fea with rapid hafte, And makes the ftormy billows rife. 26 Sometimes the (hips, tofs'd up to Heav'n, On tops of mountain waves appear ; Then down the fteep abyfs are driv'n, Whilft ev'ry foul difTolves with fear. 27 They reel and ftagger to and fro, L'ke men with fumes of wine opprefs'd j Nor do the fkilful feamen know Which way to fleer, what courfe is bed. 28 Then ftraight to God's indulgent ear They do their hiournful cry addrefs ; Who gracioufly vouchfafes to hear, And frees them from their deep diftrefs. 29, 30 He does the raging ftorm appeafe, And makes the billows calm and ftill ; With joy they fee their fury ceafe, And their intended courfe fulfil. 2 I then that all the earth with me Would God, for tliis his goodnefs, praife i PsAXM cvm. i&^ And For the -mighty works which he Throughout the wond'ring world difplays ! 32 Let them, where all the tribes refort, Advance to Heav'n his glorious NaiWe, ■ And in the elders' ibv'reign court, With one coiifent'his praife proclaim/* PART- V. 33, 34 A fruitful land, where dreams aboun«[, • God's juft revetige, if people fm, Will turn to dry and barren ground, To punifh thofe that dwell therein. ' 35, 36 The parch'd and defert heath he makes To flow with ftr^ams and fpringing wells, Which for his lot the hungry takes, And iti ftrong cities fafely dwelis* 37, 38 He fows the field, the vineyard plants, Which gratefully his toil repay ; Nor can, whilft God his blefling grants. His fruitful feed or ftock decay. 39 But when his fms Keav'n's wrath provoke, - His health and fubftance fade away ; He feels th' oppreHbrs galling yoke, And is of grief the wretched prey. 4© The prince that flights what G6d ccmmanids', Expoc'd to fcorn, maft quit his throne I And over wild and defett lands, Where-no path offers, ftray alone : 41 Whilfl God, from all afflicting cares, Sets up the humble man on high. And makes in time his numVous heirs ' With his- increafing flocks to vie.' 42, 43 Then finners fhall have nought to fay^ The juft a decent joy (hall Psalm CXIX. 183 V ^ u. 41 Thy conflant blefflng, Lord, beftow, To cheer my drooping heart ; To me, according to ihy word, Thy faving heahh impart. 42 So fhall I, when my foes upbraidj This ready anfwer make ; •' In God I truil, who never will " His faithful promife break." 43 Then let not quite the word of truth Be from my mouth remov'd ; Since ftill my ground of ftedfaft hope Thy juft decrees haveprov'd. 44 So I to keep thy righteous laws Will all my ftudy bend ; From age to age my time to come In their obfervance fpend. 45 Ere long I truft to walk at large, From all incumbrance free ; Since I refolve to make my life With thy commands agree. 46 Thy laws fhall be my conftant talk j And princes fhall attend, Whilft I the juftice of thy ways With confidence defend. 47 My longing heart and ravifh'd foul Shall both o'erflow with joy. When in thy lov'd commandments I My happy hours employ. 48 Then will I to thy juft decrees Lift up my willing hands ; My care and bus'nefs then fhall be To ftudy thy commands. Z A I N. 49 According to thy promis'd grace, Thy favour, Lord, extend ; Make good to me the word on which Thy fervant's hopes depend. 50 That only comfort in diftrefs Did all my griefs controul ; Thy word, when troubles hemm'd me round, Reviv'd my fainting foul. 184 • Psalm CXIX. 5 F Infuking foes did proadlj' mock, And all my hopes deride ; Yet from thy law not all their feoffs Could make me turn afide. 52 Thy judgments then, of ancient dat-e, T quickly call'd to mind, Till, ravlfh'd with fuch thoughts, my foul Did fpeedy comfort find. ^^ Sometimes I ftand anaaz'd, like one With deadly horror ftrtick, To think how all my imful foes Have thy juft laws forfook. 5^} But I thy ftatutes and dscrees My cheerful anthems made ; Whilft through ftrange lands and defert wllda I like a pilgrim ftray'd. 55 Thy Name, that cheer'd my heart by day,. Has fiU'd my thoughts by night : I then refolv'd by thy jult laws To guide my fteps aright. 56 That peace o{ mind, which hajs my fQljd; In deep diftrefs fuilaia'd, Ey flri6t obedience to thy will I happily obtaln'd. C H £ T H. 57 O Lord, my God, my portion thou And fure pofleffion art ; Thy word I ftedfaRIy refolve To treafure in my heart.. 58 With all the ftrength of warm defirflr I did thy grace implore ; Difclofe, according to thy word, Thy mercy's boundlefs ftore. 59 With due refleaion and ftr:.ft care On all my ways I thought ; And fo, reclaim 'd to thy juft paths. My wand'ring ftcps I brought. 60 I loft no time, but m^de great hafte, Refolv'd, without delay, To watch, that I might never more Ftoni thy commandments ftri^y. Psalm CXIX. i^4 6 1 Though num'rous troops of finful mea To rob me have combin'd, Yet I thy pure and righteous laws Have ever kept in mind. 62 In dead of night I will arife To fing thy folemn praife ; Convinc'd how much I always ought To love thy righteous ways. 6^ To fuch as fear thy holy Name Myfelf I cloiely join ; To all who tlieir obedient wills To thy commands refign. 64 O'er all the earth thy mercy, Lord, Abundantly is fhed ; O make me then exaftly learn Thy facred paths to tread. T E T H. €5 With me, thy fervant, thou had dealt Moft gracioufly, O Lord j Repeated benefits beftow'd, According to thy word. 66 Teach me the facred /kill, by which Rifjht judgment is attain'd. Who in belief of thy commands Have ftedfaftly remain'd. 67 Before afflidlon ftopp'd my courfo, My foot-fteps went aftray ; But I have fmce been difciplin'd Thy precepts to obey. 68 Thou art, O Lord, fupremely good, And allj thou doft is fo ; On me, thy ftatutes to difcern. Thy faving fkill beftow. €9 The proud have forg'd malicious lies, My fpotlefs fame to ftain ; But my fix'd heart, without referve. Thy precepts fhall retain. 70 While pamper'd, they, with profp'rous illsj In fcnfual pleafures live, My foul can relifh no delight. But what thy precepts give. i86 Psalm CXIX. 71 'Tis good for me th.n I have felt Afllidion's chafl'ning rod. That I might duly learn and keep The ftai'utes of my God. 72 The law that from thy mouth proceeds. Of more eRecm I hold Than untouch'd mines, than thoufand mhies Of filver and of gold. J D. .73 To me, who am the workmaniliip Of thy Almighty hands, . The heav'nly underftanding give To learn thy juft commands. 74. My prefervation to thy faints Strong comfort will afford, To fee fuccefs attend my hopes, Who trufted in thy word. 75 That right thy judgments are, I now By fure experience fee ; And that in faithfulnefs, O Lord, Thou haft afflided me. 76 O let thy tender mercy now Afford me needful aid ; According to thy promife, Lord, To me, thy fervant, made. 77 To me thy faving gr2.ce reftore, That I again may live ; Whofe foul can relifh no delight, But what thy precepts give. 78 Defeat the proud, who, unprovoked, To ruin me have fought, * Who only on thy facred laws Employ my harmlefs thought. 79Letthore that fear thy Name efpoufe My caufe, and thofe alone, Who have, by ftrid and pious fearch, Thy facred precepts knovv^n. 80 In thy bleft tlatutes let my heart Continue always found ; That guilt and Jh;^me, the fmner's lot, May never me confound. Psalm CXIX. i% C A P H. %\ My foul with long expe<5tance faiats- To fee thy faving grace ; Yet Rill on thy unerring word My confidence I place. 82 My very eyes confume and fail With waiting for thy word ; O ! when wilt thou thy kind relief And promis'd aid afford I 83 My fkin like fnrivel'd parchment fliows,. That long in fmoke is fet ; Yet no afflidion me can force Thy ftatutes to forget. 84 How many days muft I endure Of forrow and diftrefs ? W^aen wilt thou judgment execute: On them who me opprefs I §5 The proud have digg'd a pit for nje. That have no other foas, Eut fuch as are averf; to thee, And thy juft laws oppofe. 16 With facred truth's eternal laws All thy commands agree ; Men perfecute me without caufe ; Thou, Lord, my helper be. $1 With clofe defigns againft my life They had almoft prevail'd ; But, in obedience to thy will, My duty never fail'd. $8 Thy wonted kindnefs, Lord, reftore, My drooping heart to cheer ; That by thy righteous ftatutes I My life's Mhole courfe may fteer. LAME D. 89 For ever and foi» ever, Lord, Unchung'd thou deft lemain ; Thy word, eftablifti'd in the Heav'ns, Docs ali-their orbs fuftain. 90 Through circling ages. Lord, thy truth Immoveable (hall ftand, As doth th» earth, which thoi; uphold'ft 3y thy AJmighty hand. xS8 Psalm CXIX. 9 1 All things the courfe by thee ordaili'd Ev'n to this day fulfil ; They are thy faithful fubjeds all, And fervants of thy will. 92 Unlefs thy facred law had been My comfort and delight, I mull have fainted, and expir'd In dark afflitHiion's night. 93 Thy precepts therefore from my thoughts Shall never, Lord, depart ; For thou by them haft to new life Reftor'd my dying heart. 94 As I am thine, entirely thine, Proted me, Lord, from harm, Who have thy precepts fought to know^ And carefully perform. 95 The wicked have their ambufb laid My guiltlefs life to take ; But in the midft of danger I Tliy word my ftudy make. ^6 I've feen an end of what we call Perfedion here below ; But thy commandments, like thyfelf. No change or period know. MEM. i)*l The love that to thy laws I bear No language can difplay ; They with frefh wonders entertain My ravifh'd thoughts all day. 9S Through thy commands I wifer grow Than all my fubtle foes ; For thy fure word doth me diredJ:, And all my ways difpofe. 99 From me my former teachers now May abler counfel take ; Becaufe thy facred precepts I My conftant ftudy make. 100 In underftanding I excel The fages of our days ; JBecaufe by thy unerring rules I order all my ways. Psalm CXIX; i8'$ ici My feet with care I have rcfrain'd From ev'ry finful way ; Tliat to thy lacred word I might Entire obedience pay. 102 I have not from thy judgments ftray'd^ By vain defires mifled ; For, Lord, thou haft inftru«5le.d me Thy righteous paths to tread. 103 How fweet are all thy "words to nr.e ! what divine repaft ! How much more grateful to my foul, Than honey to my tafte ! 104 Taught by thy facred precepts, I With heav'nly'fkill am bleft, Through which the treach'rous ways of im 1 utterly deteft. N U N. 105 Thy word is to my feet a lamp, The way of truth to fhow ; A watch-light, to point out the path In which I ought to go. 106 I fv/ear, andfrem my folemn oath Will never ftart afide, That in thy righteous judgments I Will fiedfaftly abide. 107 Since I with griefs am fo oppreft, That 1 can bear no more, According to thy word do thou My fainting foul reftore. 108 Let ftill my facrifice of praife With thee acceptance find ; And in thy righteous jadgmeots^ Lord, Inftruft my willing mind. 109 Though ghaftly dangers me fujround. My f'ul they cannot av.#. Nor with continual terrors keep From thinking on thy law. 1 10 My wicked and invet'rate foes For me their fnares have laid ; Yet I have kept the upright path, Nqr from thy precepts ftray'd*. ipo Psalm CXIX. II » Thy teflimon'es I have made My heritage and choice ; For they, whei) other comforts fail, My drooping heart rejoice. »12 My heart with e^rly zeal began Thy ftatutes to obey, And riH my courfe of life is done. Shall keep thy upright way. S ji M E C H. 1»5 Deceitful thonghts and pradices I utterly deteft ; But to thy law affedlion bear Too great to be expreft. l»4 My hiding-place, my refuge-tow'r. And IhieW art thou, O Lord ; I firmly anchor all my hopes On*thy unerring word. J 15 Hence, ye that trade In wickednefs,. Approach not my abode ; For firmly I refolve to keep The precepts of my God. Jl6 According to thy gracious word. From danger fet me free ; Nor make me of thofe hopes afham'd> That I repofe in thee. 117 Uphold me, fo fhall I be fafe, And refcu'd from diftrefs ; - To thy decrees continually My juft refpecft addrefs. 118 The wicked thou haft trod to earth, Who from thy ftatutes ftray'd ; Their vile deceit the juft reward Of their own faliehood made. rrp The wicked from thy holy land Thou doft like drofs remove ; I therefore, with fuch juftice charm 'd,' Thy teftimonies love. 120 Yet with that love they make me dread, Left I ihould fb offend, When on tranfgreffors J behold Thy judgments thas defcend-. Psalm CXIX. i^t A J N. tai Judgment and juftice I have lov'd; O therefore, Lord, engage In my defence, nor give me up To niy opprefTors' rage. -12 2 Do thou he furety, Lord, for me. And fo fliall this diftrefs Prove good for me ; nor fhall the proUd My guihlefs ibul opprefs, 123 My eyes, alas ! begin to fail, In long expeflance held ; Till thy falvation they behold. And righteous lyord fulfill'd. . «4 To me, thy fervant> in diftrefs, Thy wonted grJice difplay. And difcipline my willing heart Thy ftatutes to obey. 125 On me, devoted to thy fear, Thy facred fkill beftow. That of thy teftimonies I The full extent may know. 126 *Tis time, high time for thee, O Lord^ Thy vengeance to employ ; When men witli open violence Thy facred law deftroy. 127 Yet their contempt of thy commands. But makes their value rife In my efteem, who pureft gold, Compar'd with them, deipife. 128 Tliy precepts therefore I account, In all refpeds, divine ; They teach me to difcern the right. And all falfe ways decline. P E. 129 The wonders which thy laws contaia No words can reprefent ; Therefore to learn and praflice thein My zealoifi heart is l>ent. 130 The very entrance to thy word Ccleftial light difplays, And knowledge of true happinefs To fimpleft mind3 conveys. 1^2 Psalm CXIX. -131 With eager hopes I waiting ilood, And fainting with deilre ; That of thy wife commands I might The facred fkill acquire. i^z With favour, Lord, look down on me^ Who thy rehef implore ; As thou art wont to vifit thofe Who thy bleft Name adore. '133 DlreSed by thy heav'nly word Let all my foot-fteps be ; Nor wickednefs of any kind Dominion have o'er me. 334 Releafe, entirely fet me free From perfeculing hands. That, unmoletied, I may learn And praAife thy commands. S35 On me, devoted to thy fear, Lord, make thy face to fhine ; Thy ftatutes both to know and keep, My heart with zeal incline. -536 My eyes to weeping fountains turn, Whence briny rivers flow, To fee mankind againll tliy laws In bold defiance go. r s ^ n D I. "J37 Thou art the righteous Judge, in whom Wrong'd innocence may trull ; And, like thyfelf, thy judgments, Lord* In all refpeds are juft. 138 Moft juft and true thofe ftatutes were. Which thou didft firft decree ; And all with faithfulnefs perform'd Succeeding times fhall fee. 139 With zeal my fle(h confumes away. My foul with anguiih frets, To fee my foes contemn at once Thy promifes and threats. 140 Yet each negleded word of thine^ Howe'er by them defpis'd, I5 pure, and for eternal tnith By mc, thy feivant, prlz'd. Psalm CXIX. 193 141 Brought, for thy fake, to low eftate, Contempt from all I find ; Yet no affronts or wrongs can drive Thy precepts from my mind. 142 Thy righteoufnefs fhall then endure, When time itfelf is paft ; Thy law is truth ittelf, that truth, Which fliall for ever laft. r43 Though trouble, anguift, doubts, and dread. To compafs me unite ; Befet with danger, ftill I make Thy precepts my delight. 144 Eternal and unerring rules Thy-teftimonies give ; Teach me the wifdom that will make My foul for ever live. K P H. 145 With my whole heart to God I call'd, Lord, hear my earneft cry ; And I thy ftatutes to perform Will all my care apply. 146 Again more fervently I pray'd, O fave me, that I may Thy teftimonies throughly know, And ftedfaftly obey. 147 My earlier prayer the dawning day Prevented, while I cry'd To him, on whofe engaging word My hope alone rely'd. 1 48 With zeal have I av/ak'd before The midnight watch was fet, That I of thy myfterious word Might perfcd knowledge get. T49 Lord, hear my fupplicating voice. And wonted favour Ihow : O quicken me, and fo approve Thy judgment ever true. 150 My perfecuting ibes advance, And hourly nearer draw ; What treatment can I hope fi-om them, Who violate thy law \ R 194 Psalm CXIX. 1 5 1 Though they draw nigh, my comfort is, Thou, Lord, art yet more near ; Thou, whoie commands are righteous all. Thy promifes fincere. 152 Concerning thy divine decrees, My foul has known of old, That they v/ere true, and iliall their truth To endlefs ages hold. R E S C H. J53 Confider my afflidion, Lord, And me from bondage draw j Think on thy fervant in diftrefs. Who ne'er forgets thy law. 154 Plead thou my caufe ; to that and lue Thy timely aid afford ; With beams of mercy quicken me, According to thy word. 155 From harden'd fmners thou remov'ft. Salvation far away ; 'Tis juft thou (hould'ft withdraw from ihem, Who from thy Itatutes ftray. J56 Since great thy tender mercies are To all who thee adore ; According to thy judgments, Lord, My fainting hopes relfore. 157 A num'rous hod of fpiteful foes Againft my life combine ; But all too few to force my foul Thy ftatutes to decline. jjS Thofe bold tranfgrelfors I beheld, And was with grief opprefs'd. To fee with whax audacious pride Thy cov'nant they tranfgrefs'd. 159 Yet while they flight, confider. Lord, How I thy precepts love ; O therefore quicken me with beams Of mercy from above. 160 As from the birth of time thy truth Has held through ages paft. So fiiall thy righteous judgments, firm. To endlefs ages lali. Psalm CXIX. 195 S C H I N. 16 r Though mighty tyrants, without caufe, Confpire my blood to fhed, Thy facred word has pow'r alone To fill my heart with dread. 162 And yet that word my joyful breaft With heav'nly rapture warms ; Nor conqueft, nor the fpoils of war. Have fuch tranfporting charms, X63 Perfidious praiftices and lies I utterly deleft ; But to thy laws affedion bear, Too vaft to be expreft. X64 Sev'n times a day, with grateful voicey Thy praifes I refouud, Becaufe I find thy judgments all With truth and juftice crown'd. 165 Secure, fubftantial peace have they Who truly love thy law ; No fmiling mifchief them can tempt^ Nor frowning danger awe. 166 For thy falvation I have hop'd, And though fo long delay'd. With cheerful zeal and ftrifteft care All thy commanls obey'd. 167 Thy teftimonies I have kept. And conftantly obey'd ; Becaufe the love I bore to them Thy fervice eafy made. 168 From ftrift obfervance of thy laws I never yet withdrew ; Convinc'd that m,y moft fecret ways Are open to thy view. T J U. 169 To myrequefl and earneft cry Attend, O gracious Lord ; Infpire my heart with heav'nly fkill, According to thy word. 170 Let my repeated pray'r at lad Before thy throne appear ; According to thy plighted word. For my relief draw near. ^9^ Psalm CXX. 171 Then fliall my grateful lips return The tribute of their praife, When thou thy counfels haft reveal'd. And taught me thy juft ways. 172 My tongue the praifes of thy word Shall thankfully refound» . Becaufe thy promifes are all. With truth and juftice crown 'd* 173 Let thy Almighty arrn appear, An J brin^ me timely aid : For I the laws thou haft ordain'd' My heart's free choice have made*. 174 My foul has waited long to fee Thy faving grace reftor'd ; Nor comfort knew, but what thy laws,. Thy heav'nly laws, afford. 375 Prolong my life, that I may fing My great Reftorer's praife ; Whofe juftice, from the depths of woe». My fainting foul fliall raife. 376 Like fome loft fheep I've ftray'd, iv\l I Defpair my way to find ; Thou, therefore. Lord, thy fervant feek> Who keeps thy laws in mind. PSALM CXX. Particular metre, 1 TN deep dlftrefs I oft have cry'd X. To God, who never yet deny'd To refcue me, opprefs'd with wrongs j 2 Once more, O Lord, deliv'rance fend, From lying lips my foul defend, And from the rage of fland'ring tongues. 3 What little profit can accrue. And yet what heavy wrath is due, O thou perfidious tongue, to thee ! 4 Thy fting upon thyfelf fhall turn ; Of lafting flames, that fiercely burn. The conftant fuel thou fiialt be. 5 But, O ! how wretched is my dooiHi Who am a fojourner become In barren Mefech's defert foil ! Psalm CXXI, CXXII. 19? With Kedar's wicked tents inclos'd, To lawlefs favages expos'd, Who live on nought but theft and Tpoil. 6 My haplefs dwelling is with thofe, Who peace and kmity oppofe, And pleafure take in others harms : 7 Sweet peace is all I court and feek ; But when to them of peace I fpeak, They ftraight cry out, To drms, to arms. PSALM CXXI. Common vistre. 1 rr-i O Sion's hill I lift my eyes^ I From thence expefting aid ; 2 From Sion's hill, and- Sion's God Who Heav'n and earth has madci 3 Then thou, my foul, in fafety reft. Thy guardian v/ill not fleep ; 4 His watchful care, that Ifrael guards. Will Ifrael's monarch keep. 5 Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings Thou fhalt fecurely reft, 6 Where neither fun nor moon fhall thee By day or night moleft. 7 From common accidents of life His care ihall guard thee ftill ; 8 From the blind ftrokes of chance, and foes That lie in wait to kill. 9 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, Thy God ftiall thee defend ; Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage Safe to thy journey's, end, PSALM CXXIL Common metro. ) >^ 'TWAS a joyful found to hear V_/ Our tribes devoutly fay, Up, Ifrael, to the temple hafte. And keep your feftal day ! 2 At Salem's courts we muft appear. With our aflembled pow'rs, 3 In ftrong and beauteous order rang'J, Like her united tow'rs. R2 ipS Psalm CXXIII, CXXIV. 4 'Tis thither, by divine command, The tribes of God repair. Before his ark to celebrate His name with praife and pray'r. 5 Tribunals ftand ereded there, Where equity takes place : There ftand the courts and palaces Of royal David's race. 6 O, pray we then for Salem's peace, For they (hall profp'rous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. 7 May peace within thy facred walls A conftant gueft be found, With plenty and profperity Thy palaces be crown'd. i For my dear brethren's fake, and friends No lefs than brethren dear, I'll pray — May peace in Salem's tow'rs A conftant gueft appear. 3 But moft of all I'll feek thy good, And ever wifli thee well, For Sion and the temple's fake. Where God vouchfafes to dwell. PSALM CXXIII. L^ng metr,e, 1} 2 /^N thee, who dwell'ft above the (kies, V^ For mercy wait my longing eyes j As fervants wait their mafters' hands. And maids their miftrelTes' commands. 3,40 then have m.ercy on us, Lord ', Thy gracious aid to us afford ; To us, whom cruel foes opprefs, Grown rich and proud by our diftrefs. PSALM CXXIV. Common metre. 1 T_T AD not the Lord, may Ifrael fay, X X Been pleas'd to interpofe : 2 Had he not then efpous'd our caufe. When men againft lis rofe, 3, 4, 5 Their wrath had fwa'low'd us alive, And rag'd witlioui contraul -j Psalm CXXV, CXXVI. jj^, Their fplte and pride's united floods Had quite o'erwhelm'd our foul. 4 But prais'd be our eternal Lord, Who refcu'd us that day, Nor to their favage jaws gave up Our threaten'd lives a prey. 7 Our foul is like a bird efcap'd From out the fov.'ler's net ;. The fnare is broke, their hopes are crofs'd» And we at freedom fet. 8 Secure in his Almighty Name Our confidence remains, "WTio, as he made both Heav'n and eajrtji» Of both fole monarch reigns. PSALM CXXV. Commo/i metre, I "TTTTHO place on Sion's God their truft^. V V Like Sion's rock fhall ftand ; Like her immoveable be fix'd By his Almighty hand. 3 Look how the hills on ev'ry fide Jerufalem inclofe ; So ftands the Lord around his faints, To guard them from their foes. 3 The wicked may afflicfl the juft, But ne'er too long opprefs, Nor force him by defpair to feek Bafe means for his redrefs. 4 Be good, O righteous God, to thole Who righteous deeds affeifl ; The heart that innocence retains, Let innocence protecfl. ^ All thofe who walk in crooked paths, The Lord fliall foon deftroy, Cut off ch' unjuft, but crown the faints With lailing peace and joy. PSALM CXXVL Common metre, I -TXT HEN Sion's God her fons recall'd VV From long captlviiy, It feem'd at.firft a pleafing dream Of whut wc wilh'd to fee : 200 Psalm CXXVII. Z But foon in unaccuftom'd mirth, We did our voice employ, And fung our great Reftorer's praife In thankful hymns of joy. Our heathen foes repining flood. Yet were compell'd to own That great and wond'rous was the work Our God for us had done. 3 « 'Twas great," fay they, " 'twas wond'rous great ;' Much more fhould we confefs, The Lord has done great things, whereof We reap the glad fuccefs» 4 To us bring back the remnant, Lord> Of Ifrael's captive bands, More welcome than refrefhing fliow'rs To parch'd and thirfty lands ; 5 That we, whofe work commenc'd in tears^. May fee our labours thrive,. Till finifh'd with fuccefs, to make Our drooping hearts revive. 6 Though he defponds that fows his grain. Yet doubtlefs he fliall come To bind his full-ear'd ftieaves, and bring The joyful harveft home. PSALM CXXVII. Csm?non metre. 1 -^TTT- E build with fruitlefs coft, unlefs V V The Lord the pile fuftain : - Unlefs the Lord the city keep. The watchman wakes in vain, 2 In vain we rife before the day^ And late to reft repair. Allow no relpite to our toil. And eat the bread of care. Supplies of life, with eafe to theni> He on his faints beftows ; He crowns their labours with fuccefs^ Their nights with found repofg. 3 Children, thofe comforts of our life. Are prefents from the Lord ; He gives a num'rous race of heirs. As piety's reward. FSALM CXXVIII, CXXIX. 201 4 As arrows in a giant's hand. When marching forth to war ; Ev'n fo the fons of fprightly youth, Their parents fafeguard are. 5 Happy the man whofe quiver's fiU'd With.thefe prevailing arms ; He need not fear to meet his foe. At law or war's alarms. PSALM CXXVIII. Cotnmon 7netre.> I rr-i HE man is blell that fears the Lord, X Nor only worfliip pays, But keeps his fteps confin'd with care To his appointed ways. a He fhall upon the fweet returns Of his own labour feed ; Without dependence live, and fee. His wifhes all fucceed. 3 His Avife, like a fair fertile vine,. Her lovely fruit fhall bring ; His children, like young olive plant*. About his table fprlng. 4 Who fears the Lord fhall profper thus j. Him Zion's God fhall blefs,, j; And grant him all his d^ys to fee Jerufalem's fuccefs. % He fhall live on, till heirs from him Defcend with vaft increafe ; Much blefs'd in his own profp'rous ftate,. And more in Ifrael's p3ace. P S A L M CXXIX. Covwm metre. 1 X7^0M my youth up, may Ifrael fay, j; They oft have me affail'd, 2 Rcduc'd me oft to heavy ftraits. But never quite prevail'd. 3 They oft have plow 'd my patient back With furrows deep and long ; 4 But our juft God has broke their chains,^ And refcu'd us from wrong. 5 Defeat, confufion, fhameful rout Be dill the doom of thofe, 202 Psalm CXXX. Their righteous doom, who Slon hate, And Sion's God oppofe. 6 Like corn upon our houfes' tops, -^ Untimely let them fade, Which too much heat, and want of root,, Has blafted in the blade : 7 Which in his arms no reaper takes^. But unregarded leaves ; No binder thinks it worth his pains To fold it into fheaves» 8 No traveller that pafTes by Vouchfafes a minute's ftop, To give it one kind look, or crave Heav'n's bleffing on the crop. PSALM. CXXX. S/!ort metre, 1 T7R.0M loweft depths of woe Jl To God I fent my cry ; 2 Lord, hear my fupplieating voice,. And gracioufly reply. 3 Should'ft thou feverely judge. Who can the trial bear ! 4 But thou forgiv'ft, left we defpond> And quite renounce thy fear.. 5 My foul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord ; My hopes are on thy promife built. Thy never-failing word. € My longing eyes look out For thy enliv'ningray, More duly than the morning watch To fpy the dawning day. 7 Let Ifrael truft in God, No bounds his mercy knows ; The plenteous fource and fpring, from whence Eternal fuccour flows ; t Whofe friendly ftreams to us Supplies in want convey ; A healing fpring, a fpring to cleanft,^ And walh our guilt away. Psalm CXXXI, CXXXH. iq^ PSALM CXXXI. Ccm?i(?n vtetre, i /^ LORD, I am not proud of heart, V-/ Nor caft a fcornful eye j Nor my afpiring thoughts employ In things for me too high. 2 With infant innocence thou know'ft I have myfelf demean'd ; Compos'd to quiet, hke a babe That from the breaft is wean'd. 3 Like me let Ifrael hope in God, His aid alone implore ; Both now and ever truft in him, Who lives for evermore. P S A L* M CXXXII. Common mtn. 1 T ET David, Lord, a conftant place I A In thy remembrance find ; Let all the forrov/s he endur'd Be ever in thy mind. 2 Remember what a folemn oath To thee, his Lord, he fwore ; How to the mighty God he vow'd, Whom Jacob's fons adore ; 3, 4 I will not go into my houfe. Nor to my bed afcend \ No foft repofe fliall clofe my eyes, Nor fleep my ej'e-lids bend ; 5 Till for the Lord's defzgn'd abod« I mark the deftm*d ground ; Till I a decent place of reft For Jacob's God have found. 6 Th' appointed place, with fliouts of joy At Ephrata we found, And made the woods and neighb'ring fields Our glad applaufe refound. 7 O with due rev'rence let us then To his abode repair ; And, proftrate at his foot-ftool faH'a, Pour out our humble pray'r. 8 A rife, O Lord, and now poflefs Thy conllant place of reft j £04 Psalm CXXXIIL Be that, not only with thy ark. But with thy prefence, bleft. ■9, 10 Clothe thou thy priefts Avith righteoufnefs, Make thou thy faints rejoice ; And, for thy fervant David's fake, Hear thy anointed's voice. 1 1 God fware to David in his truth, Nor fhall his oath be vain, One of thy offspring, after thee. Upon thy throne fhall reign : i 2 And if thy feed my cov'nant keep, And to my lavi^s fubmit. Their children too upon thy throne For evermore fhall fit. » 15, 14 For Sion does, in God's efteem, All other feats excel ; Kis place of everlafting reft, Where he defires to dwell. J J, 16 Her ftore, fays he, I will increafe. Her poor with plenty blefs ; Her faints fhall fhout for joy, her priefts My faving health cofifefs. 1 7 There David's pow'r fhall long remain In his fucceffive line. And my anointed fervant there Shall with frelh luftre fhine. 18 The faces of his vanquifh'd foes Confufion fhall o*erfpread ; Whilft, with confirm 'd fuccefs, his crowa Shall flourifh on his head. PSALM CXXXni. Co?n7mn metr^ 1 X_T OW vafl: muft their advantage be, XjL How great their pleafure prove, Who live like brethren, and confent In offices of love ! 2 True love rs like that precious oil, Which, pour'd on Aaron's head, Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes Its coftly moifture fhed. 2 'Tis like refrefhing dew, which does On Hermon's top diftil j Psalm CXXXIV, CXXXV. 205 Or like tha early drops that fall On Sionl fruitful hill. *- 4 For Sion is the chofen feat, Where the Almighty King The promis'd blefTmg has ordain'd> And life's eternal fpi'ing. PSALM CXXXIV. Ctmmon metre. 1 X) LESS God, ye fervants, that attend Jo Upon his folemn ftate, That in his temple, night by night, With humble rev'rence wait : 2, 3 Within his houfe Uft up your hands, And blefs his holy Name ; From Sion blefs thy Ifrael, Lord, Who earth and Heav'n didft frame. PSALM CXXXV. Com??2on Jtietn. J /^ PRAISE the Lord with one confeut, V_y And magnify his Name ; Let all the fervants of the Lord His worthy praife proclaim. 2 Praife him all ye that in his houfe Attend with conftant care ; With thofe that to his outmofl courts With humble z^al repair. 3 For this our trueft int'reft is, Glad hymns of praife to fing ; And with loud fongs to blefs his Name, A moft delightful thing. 4 For God his own peculiar choice The fons of Jacob makes ; And Ifrael 's offspring for his own Mofl valu'd treafure takes. 5 That God is great, we often have By glad experience found ; And feen how he, with wond'rous pow'r. Above all gods is crown'd. € For he, witli unrefifted ftrength, Performs his fov 'reign will, In Heav'n and earth, and wat'ry flees, That earth's deep caverns fill. S 2o6 Psalm CXXXV. 7 He ra'ifes vapours from the ground, Which, pois'd in liquid air, Fall down at lafl: in fhow'rs, through whick His dreadful light'nings glare. S He from his ftore-houfe brings tlie winds ; And he, with vengeful hand. The firft-born flew of man and beaft, Through Egypt's mourning land. 9 He dreadful figns and wonders (liow'd Through ftubborn Egypt's coafts. Nor Pharaoh could his plagues efcape, Nor all his num'rous hofts. lo, 1 1 'Twas he that various nations fmote, And mighty kings fupprefs'd ; Sihon and Og, and all befides. Who Canaan's land poffefs'd. 12, 13 Their land upon his chofen race He firmly did entail ; ^_ For which his fame ihall always laft, His praife fhall never fail. 14 For God Ihall foon his people's caufc With pitying eyes furvey ; Repent him of his wrath, and turn His kindled rage away. 15 Thofe Idols, whofe falfe worfhlp fpreads O'er all the heathen lands, Are m.ade of fuver and of gold, The work of human haiids. 16, 17 They move not their fictitious tongues, Nor fee with polilh'd eyes ; Their counterfeited ears are deaf. No breath their mouth fupplies. 18 As fenfelefs as themfelves are they That all their {kill apply To m.ake xxitm, or in dang'rous times On them for aid rely. 19 Tlieir juft returns of thanks to God Let grateful Ifrael pay ; Nor let'the pricfts of Aaron's race To blefs the Lord delay. Psalm CXXXVL 207 20 Their fenfe of his unbounded love Let Levi's houfe exprefs ; And let all thofe who fear the Lord, His Name for ever blefs. 21 Let all v?ith thanks his wond'rous works In Sion's courts proclaim ; Let them in Salem, where he dwells, Exalt his holy Name. PSALM CXXXVL Particular vietre. I np* God the mighty Lord J. Your joyful thanks repeat j To him due praife afford. As good as he is great : For God does prove Our conftant friend. His boundlefs love Shall never end. 2, 3 To him, whofe wond'rous pow'r All other gods obey. Whom earthly kings adore. This grateful hnmage pay : For God, ^c. 4, 5 By his Almighty hand Amazing works are wrought ; The Heav'ns by his commani Were to perfeftion brought : For God, £5V. C He fpread the ocean round About the fpacious land ; And made the rifing ground Above the waters rtand : For God, l^c. 7, 8, 9 Through Heav'n he did difplay His num'rous ho/ts of light ; The- fun to rule by day, The moon and ftars by night : For God, Cffr. JO, t r, T2 He ftruck the firft-born dead Of Egypt's ftubborn land ; And thence his people led With his refiftlefs baud : For God, Jif*. 2oS Psalm CXXXVL 13, r4 By him the raging fea, As if ill pieces rent, Difclos'd a middle way, Through which his people went : For God, isff. 1 5 "Where foon he overthrew Proud Pharaoh and his hoil. Who, daring to purfiie. Were in the billows loft : For God, ^c. 16, 17, 18 Through defer ts vaft and wili He led the chofen feed ; And famous princes foil'd, And made great monarchs bleed : For God, i^c. 19, 20 Sihon, whofe potent hand Great Ammon's fceptre fway'd ; And Og, whofe ftern command Rich Bafhan's land obey'd : For God, ^c. 21, 22 And, of his wond'rous grace, Their lands, whom he deftroy'd, He gave to Ifrael's race, To be by them enjoy 'd : For God, i^c. 23, 24 He, in our depth of woes, On us with favour thought, And from our cruel foes In peace and fafety brought : For God, iifc. •^5, 26 He does the food fupply, On which all creatures live : To God, who reigns on high, Eternal praifes give : For God will prove ' Our conftant friend. His boundlefs love Shall never end* Psalm CXXXVII. 209 PSALM CXXXVII. Lcn^ metre. 1 "TXT HEN we, our weary limbs to reft, V V Sat down by proud Euphrates' dream, We wept, with doleful thoughts oppred j And Sion was our mourntul theme. 2 Our harps, that when with joy we fung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear. With filent ftrings negleded hung On willow trees, that wither'd there. 3 Mean while our foes, who all confpir'd To triumph in our fiavifh wrongs, Mufic and mirth of- us requir'd, " Come, fmg us one of Sion's fongs." 4 How fhall we tune our voice to fint^. Or touch our harps with ikilful hands j Shall hymns of joy to God, our King, Be fung by flaves in foreign lands ? 5 O Salem, our once happy feat ! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand forget The fpeaking ftrings with art to move ! % If I to mention thee forbear. Eternal filence feize my tongue ; Or if I fmg one cheerful air. Till thy deliverance is my fong. 7 Remember, Lord, how Edom's race, In thy own city's fatal day, Cry'd out, " Her ftately walls deface, •< And with the ground quite level lay.'* 8 Proud Babel's daughter, doom'd to be Of grief and woe the wretched prey ; Blefs'd is the man who ftiall to thee The wrongs thou laid'ft on us repay. 9 Thrice bleft, who, with juft rage pofleft. And deaf to all the parents' moans, Shall fnatch thy infants from the breaft. And dafh their heads againft the ftones. S 2 2IO Psalm CXXXVIII, CXXXIX. PSALM CXXXVIII. Common metre. * \Kf^'^^ ^^ ^^^^^^ ^^^'"^' "^5^ ^^^ and I^ng, V V Thy praife I will proclaim ; Before the gods with joy I'll fm?, And bisfs thy holy Name. 2 I'll worftilp at thy facred feat, And, with thy love infpir'd, The praiies of thy truth repeat. O'er all thy v/orks admir'd. 3 ThoTi gracioufly inclin'dll: thine ear^ When I to thee did cry ; And wlien niy foul was preft with fear^ Didfl inward ftrength fupply. 4 Therefore Ihall ev'ry earthly prmce Thy Name with praife purfue, V\ horn thefe admir'd events convince That all thy works are true. 5 They all thy wond'rous ways, O Lord, With cheerful fongs Ihall blefs ; And all thy glorious adls record ; Thy awful pow'^r confefs. 6 For God, although enthron'd on his.h. Does thence the poor refpecl ; The proud far off his fcornful eye Beholds with juil neglevH:. 7 ThougH I with troubles am opprefs'd. He fiiall my foes difarm, Relieve my foul when mod diHrefs'd, And keep me fafe from harm. S The Lord, whofe mercies ever laft, Shall fix my happy ftate ; And, mindful of his favours paft, Shall his own work consplete. PSALM CXXXIX. Long metre, I, 2 nn HOU, Lord, by ftricleft fearch haft known JL My rifmg up and lying down ; My fecret thoughts are known to thee, Kccwa lonp- before conceivM by me. Psalm CXXXIX. 21X 3 Tliine eye my bed and path furveys, My public haunts and private ways ; 4 Thou know'il what 'lis my lips woixld vent. My yet unutter'd words' intent. 5 Surrounded by thy pow'r I ftand ; On ev'ry fide I find lliy hand : 6 O ikWl, for human reach too high ! Too dazzling bright for mortal eye ! 7 O could I fo perlidious be, To tliink of once deferting thee, Where, Lord, could I thy influence ftun i Or whither from thy prefence run ? 8 If up to Heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dweU'ft, enthron'd in light j If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there Almighty vengeance reigns. 9 If I the morning's wings could gain. And fly beyond the v.-eftern main, 10 Thy fwifter hand would firft arrive. And there arreft thy fugitive. 1 1 Or, fhould I try to fhun thy fightr, Eeneath the fable wings of night ; One glance from thee, one piercing ray. Would kindle darknefs into day. 1 2 The veil of night is no difguife. No fcreen from thy all-fearching eyes ; Through midnight fnadci thou tind'll thy way. As in the blazing noon of day. 1 3 Thou know'ft the texture of my heart. My reins, and ev'ry vital part ; Each fmglo thread in nature's loom, By thee was cover 'd in the womb. 14 I'll praifc thee, from whofe hands I came, A work of fuch a curious frame ; The wonders thou in me haft Ihown, My foul with grateful joy mud own. 15 Thine eyes my fubftance did furvey, Wliilft yet a lifelefs mafs it lay, In fecret how exaclly wrought, Lrc from its dark inclofure brought. y2 Psalm CXL. i6Tho\i didfl the fhapelefs embryo fee, Its parts were regiftcr'd by thee ; Thou faw'ft the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 17 Let me acknowledge too, O God, That, fmce this maze of life I trod, Thy thoughts of love to me furmount The pow'r of numbers to recount. 18 Far fooner could I reckon o'er The fands upon the ocean's fliore ; Each morn revifmg what I've done, I find til' account but new begun. 19 The wicked thou (halt flay, O God : Depart from me, ye men of blood, 20 Whofe tongues Heav'n's majefty profane. And take the Almighty's Name in vain. 3 1 Lord, hate not I their impious crew, Who thee with enmity purfue ? And does not grief my heart opprefs. When reprobates thy laws tranfgrefs ? 22 Who pradllce enmity to thee Shall utmoft hatred have from me ; Such men I utterly detell. As if they were my foes profeft. ^ 23, 24 Search, try, O God, my thoughts mi heart, If mifchief lurk in any part ; Correa me where I go aftray. And guide me in thy perfe«a way. PSALM CXL. Common metre. 1 13 RESERVE me, Lord, from crafty foes, \^ Of treacherous intent -, 2 And from the fons of violence. On open mifchief bent. 3 Their fland'ring tongue the ferpent's fting In fharpnefs does exceed ; Between their lips the gall of afps And adder's venom breed. A Preferve me, Lord, from wicked hands, Nor leave my foul forlorn, A prey to fons of violence. Who have my ruin fworn. Psalm CXLI. 215 5 The proud for me have laid their fnare, And fpread their wily net ; With traps and gins, where'er I move, I find my fteps befet. 6 But thus environ'd Vf'ixh diftrefsi, Thou art my God, I faid ; Lord, hear my fuppHcating voice, That calls to thee for aid. 7 Lord, the God whofe faving ftrength Kind fuccour did convey, And cover'd my advent'rous head In battle's doubtful day ; S Permit not their unjuft defigns To anfwer their defire ; Left they, encourag'd by fuccefs, To bolder crimes afpire. 9 Let firft their chiefs the fad effeds Of their injufticc m©um ; The blafl: of their envenom'd hreatk Upon themfelves return. 10 Let them who kindle firft the flame. Its facrifice become ; The pit they digg'd for me be made Their own untimely tomb. 1 1 Though llander's breath may raife a ftorm, It quickly will decay ; Their rage does but the torrent fwell, That bears themfelves away. J 2 God will affert the poor man's caufe. And fpeedy fuccour give : The juft fhall celebrate his praife, And in his prefence live. PSALM CXLI. Common metre. 1 'Tn O thee, O Lord, my cries afcend, I O hafte to my relief; And with accuftom'd pity hear The accents of my grief. 2 Inft^ad of OiT'rings, let my pray'r Like morning incenfe rife ; My lifted hand fupply the place Of ev 'ning facrificet ^14 Psalm CXLIL 3 From haft^ language curb my tongusj And let a conftant guard Still keep tlie portal of my lips With wary lilence barr'd. 4 From wicked men's defigns and deeds My heart and hands reilrain ; Nor let mc in the booty fhare Of their unrighteous gain. 5 Let upright men reprove my faults, And 1 Qx'dW think them kind ; Like balm that heals a wounded heai I their reproof lliall find ;. And, in return, my fervent pray'r I fhall for them addrefs. When rhey are tempted and reduc'd. Like me, to fore diftrefs. i When Ikulking in Engedi's rock, I to their chiefs appeal. If one reproachful word I fpoke, When I had pow'r to kill. 7 Yet us they perfecute to death ; Our fcatter'd ruins lie As thick as from the hewer's axe The fever'd fplinters fly. 8 But, Lord, to thee I ftill dire 217 •5 In folemn ftate, O God, defcend, WhllA heav'n its lofty head inclines ; The Imoaking hills afunder rend, Of thy approach the awful figns. 6 Difcharge thy awful light'nings round, And make thy fcatter'd foes retreat ; Then with thy pointed arrows wound, And their dcftrudion foon complete. 7, 8 Do thou, O Lord, from heav'n engage Thy bouhdlefs pow'r my foes to quell. And fnatch me from the ftormy rage Of threatening waves, that proudly fwelL Fight thou againft my foreign foes, Who utter fpeeches falfe and vain ; Who,' though in folemn leagues they clofe, Their fworn engagements ne'er maintain. 9 So I to thee, O King of kings, In new-made hymns my voice fhall raife, And inflruments of tnany ftrings Shall help me thus to fmg thy praife : ID " God does to kin*s his aid afford, " To tliem his fure falvation fends ; *♦ 'Tis he that from the murd'ring fword *' His fervant David flill defends." 1 1 Fight thou againft my foreign foes, Who utter fpeeches falfe and vain ; Who, though in folemn leagues they clofe. Their fworn engagements ne'er maintain. 1 2 Then our young fons like trees fliall grow, Well planted in fomc fruitful place ; Our daughters fhall like pillars (how, Defign'd fome royal court to grace. 13 Our garners, fiU'd with various-ftore. Shall us and ours with plenty feed ; Our flieep, increafmg more and more. Shall thoufands and ten thoufands breed. ^4 Strong fhall our lab'ring oxen grow, Nor in their conftant labour faint ; Whilft we no war nor flav'ry know. And in our ftreets hear no complaint. T zi§ Psalm CXLV. 15 Thrice happy is that people's cafe, "Whofc various bleflnigs thus abound ; Who God's true worlLip ftlll embrace, And are with his prote^flion crown'd. PSALM CXLV. Cojmnon metre. I, 2 r-pHEE I will blefs, my God and King, ^ ..X _ Thy endlefs praile proclaim ; This tribute daily I will bring, And ever blefs tliy Name. 3 Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great, And highly to be prais'd ; Tliy majefty, with boundlefs height. Above our knowledge rais'd. 4 Renown'd for mighty afts, thy fame To future time extends ; From age to age thy glorious Name Succeilively defcends. ,5, 6 Whilft I thy glory and renown, And wond'rous works exprefs. The world with me thy might lliall ovvti, And thy great pow'r confefs. 7 The praife that to thy love belongs, They fhall with joy proclaim ; Thy truth of all their grateful fongs Shall be the conftant theme. 8 The Lord is good ; frefh ads of grace His pity ftill fuj)]ilies ; His anger moves witJi flowefl: pace, His willing mercy ilies. 9, I o Thy love through eartli extends its fame. To all thy VN^orks expreft ; Thefe Ihow thy praife, whilft tliy great Name Is by thy fervants bleft. 1 1 They, with a glorious profpeft fir'd, Shall of thy kingdom fpeak ; And thy great pow'r, by all admir'd. Their lofty fubjetfl make. 12 God's glorious works of ancient -date Shall thus to all be known ; , And thus his kingdom's royal ftate With public fplendor fliown. Psalm CXLVI. 219 13 His fte'dfaft throne, from changes fre?,' Shall ftand for ever fad ; His boundlefs fway no end fliall fee, But time itfelf outlaft. PART II. 14, 15 The Lord does them fupport that fall, And mak'is the proftrate rife ; For his kind aid all creatures call, Who timely food fupplies. 1 6 Whate'er their various wants require, With open hand he gives ; And fo fulfils the j.uft defire Of ev'ry thing that lives. 17, iR How holy is the Lord, how juft, How righteous all his ways ! How nigh to him, who with firm trud For his affiftance prays ! 19 He grants the full defires of thofe Who him with fear adore ; And will their trouble foon compofe, When they his aid implore. 20 The Lord preferves ail thofe with care" Whom grateful love employs ; But finners, who his vengeance dare, With furious rage deftroys. 2 I My time to come, in praifes fpent, Shall ftill advance his fame ; And all mankind, with one confent, For ever blefs his NamiC. PSALM CXLVI. CGJnmcn mitre. 1, 2 /^ PRAISE the Lord, snd thou, my fovil,- V-/ For ever blefs his Name : His wond'rous love, while life (hall laft, My conflant praife (>.all claim, 3 On kings, the greateft fons of men, Let none for aid rely ; They cannot fave in dang'rous times, Nor timely help apply. 4 Depriv'd o( breath, to duft they turn, And there negleded lie \ 2 20 Psalm CXLVIL And all their thoughts and vain defigns I'ogether with them die. 5 Then happy he, who Jacob's God For his proteftor takes ; "Who dill, with well-plac'd hope, the Lord Kis conftant refuge makes. 6 The Lord, who made both heav'n and eartli, And all that, they contain, Will never quit his ftedfaft truth. Nor make his pi-omife vain. 7 The poor, oppreft, from all their wrongs Are eas'd by hts decree ; lie gives the hungry needful food,. And fets the pris'ners free, g By him the blind receive their fight, The weak and fali'n he rears ; With kind regard and tender love He for the righteous cares. 9 The ftrangers he preferves from harm. The orphan kindly treats ; ■ Defends the widow, and the wiles Of wicked men defeats. 10 The God that does in Sion dwell Is our eternal King : ' From age to age his reign endures ; Let all his pralfes fing. P S A L M CXLVII. Common metre*. 1 f^ PRAISE the Lord with hymns of joy, \_J KvA celebrate his fame ! For pleafant, good, and comely 'tis To praife his holy Name. 2 His holy city God will build, Thoughdevell'd with the ground ;^ Bring back his people, though difpers'd Tlmugh all the nations round. ' 7, 4 He kindly heals the broken hearts, And all'dieir wounds does clofe j He tells the number of the (lars, llieir fev'ral nam?s he knows. Psalm CXLVII. 221 J, 6 Great is the Lord, and great his pow'r, His wifdom has no bour.d ; The meek he raifes, and throws down The wicked to the ground. 7 To God, the Lord, a hymn of praife With grateful voices fing ; To ibngs of triumph tune the harp, And ftrike each warbling ftring. 8 He covers heav'n with clouds, and thence Refrefhing rain bellows ; ■ Through him, on mountain-tops, the grafs With wond'rous plenty grows. 9 He favage beafls, that Icofely range, With tim^ely food fupplies ; He feeds the ravens' tender brood. And flops their hungry cries. 10 He values not the warlike ilecd, But does his ftrength difdain ; The nimble foot that fwiftly runs No prize from him can gain. 1 X But he to him that fears his Name His tender love extends ; To him that on his boundlefs grace With ftedfaft hope depends. 12, 13 Let Sion and Jerufalem To God their praife addrefs ; Who fenc'd their gates with ma/Ty bars. And does their children blefs. 14, 15 Through all their borders he gives peace, With fined wheat they're fed ; He fpeaks the word, and what he wills Is done as foon as faid. 16 Large flakes of fnow, like fleecy wool, Defcend at his^ command ; And hoary froft, like afhes fpread, Is fcatter'd o'er the lanid. 17 When, join'd to thefe, he does his hail In little morfels break, Who can again it his piercing cold Secure defences make ? T2 222 P3ALM CXLVIIl. 1 8 He fends his word, which melts the ice ; He makes his wind to blow ; And foon the ftreams, congeal'd before. In plenteous currents flow. i:g By him his ftafutes and decrees. To Jacob's fons were (liown ; And ftill to Ifrael's chofen feed Hi.5 righteous laws are known, 20 No other nation this can boaft j.. Nor did he e'er afford To heatlien lands his oracles,. And knowledge of his word. PSALM CXLVIIL Particular mtr^-. i, 2 "\7"E boundlefs realms of joy, X Exalt your Maker's fame ; His praife your fong employ Above the ftarry frame : Your voices raife, Ye Cherubim,, And Seraphim, To fmg his praife. 3, 4 Thou moon, tliat rul'il the night. And fun, that guid'ft the day, Ye glitt'ring ftars of light, To him your homage pay :. Hia praife declare, Ye heav'ns above, Ani clouds that move In liquid air. 5, 6 Let them adore the Lord, And praife his holy Name, By whofe Almighty word They all from nothing came ;. And allfhalllaft. From changes free j His firm> decree Stands ever faft. 7, 8 Let earth her tribute pay ; Praife him, ye dreadful whales. And fi-{h that through the fea Glide fwift with ghtt'ring fcales ; Psalm CXLIX,. 223; Fire, hail, and fnow, And mifty air, And winds that, where He bids them, blow. 9, lo By hills and mountains, all In grateful concert join'd j By cedars (lately tall, Ajid trees for fruit deiign'd ;. By ev'ry beaft, And creeping thing. And fowl of wing. His Name be bleft. II, 12 Let all of royal birth, With thofe of humbler framcj,. And judges of the earth, His matchlefs praife proclaim : In this defign, Let youths with maids. And hoary heads With children join. i^ United zeal be fhown, His wond'rous fame to raife,. Whofe glorious Name alone Deferves our endlefs praife : Earth's utmoft ends His pow'r obey ; His glorious fway The fky tranfcends. 14 His cHofen faints to grace, He fets them np on high. And favours Ifrael's race, Who dill to him are nigh : O therefore raife Your j![rateful voice, And dill rejoice The Lord to praife. PSALM CXLIX. Particular mtrt-. 1,2 r\ PRAISE ye the Lord, \_/ Prepare your glud voice,. Kis praife m ;h-j great Allembly to fin? : 224 Psalm CL.. In our great Creator Let Ifrael rejoice ; And children of Sion Be glad in their King. 3, 4. Let them his great Name Extol in the dance ; With timbrel and harp His praifes exprefs ; Who always takes pleafurt His faints to advance, And with his falvation The humble to blefs. 5, 6 With glory adorn'd. His people (hall fmg To God, who their beds With fafety does (hield ; Their mouths fill'd with praifes Of him, thtir ,Q;reat King ; Whilft a two-edged fword Their right-hand fhall wieU l - 7, 8 Juft vengeance to take For injuries part ; To punilh thofe lands - For ruin defign'd ; With chains, as thvnr captives, To tie their kings faft, With fetters of iron Their nobles to bind. a Thus ftiall they make good, Waen them they deftroy, The dreadful decree W^hich God does proclaim ; Such honour and triumph His faints Hiall enjoy : ' ' O therefore for ever Exalt his great Name. PSALM CL. Long metre. , ^^ PRALSE the Lord in that blcft place, \J From whence his goodnefs largely flows ; Praife him in heav'n, v.'here he his face, Uaveil'd, in pcrfcd glory ihows. Gloria Patrt, ^r. 225, 2 Praife liim for all the mighty afts. Which he in oar behalf has done ; His kindnefs this return exads, With which' our praife ftiould equal rvi\; » Let the ftirill trumpet's warlike voice Make rocks and hills his praife rebound ;. Pn'Jfe him with harp's melodious noife, And gentle pfilt'ry's filver found. 4 Let virgin troops foft timbrels bring, Andfome with graceful motion dance j Let inflruments of various firings, V/ith organs join'd, his praife advance. 5 Let them who jcyfid hymns compofe, To cymbals fet their fongs of praife j Cymbals of common ufe, and thofe That loudly found on folemn days. ,6 Let all that vital, breath enjoy, The breath he does to them afford, In juft returns of praife employ : Let ev'ry creature praife the Lord. END OF THE PSALMS. GLORIA P A T Pv I, i:fc. Common Metre. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And fliall be evermore. To be fung to any double Tune in Coimnon Metre^. TO God, our benefa The guilt of no man's days. 4. Nor will I rashly draw Man's vengeance on my head. By warmth untimely, when thy law Under their feet they tread. 5. Thus blameless may I live, Thus grace the faith I own ; Thus win ev'n infidels to give Due honours to thy throne. HYMN XVni. Christian Patience a?td Fortitude. 1. FATHER of lights, my footsteps guide, Along the dang'rous path I tread i Ne'er suffer me to turn aside, By error or by sin misled.. / 2.. While tlie mad world around me spend. Their days in folly or in crime; O that my feet may always tend To wise redemption of my time ! 3. With truth illuminate my mind, Inspii'e ^vith fortitude my heart : Ne'er let me wander with the blind, Nor waver in the Christian's part. 4. Fashion and crowds conspire in vain, To shake the firmness of my soul, All your allurements I disdain, • God only shall my choice controul. HYMN XIX. Justice. » 1. FORBID it heaven ! that e'er I eat The bread of craftiness and UTong : A curse would poison all my meat, As fatal as the viper's tongue. 2. I ne'er will raise a poor man's sigh, His hire shall never swell my store, I dread the poor man's plaintive cry, I fear the father of the poor. 3. If I in darkness (base misdeed!) Assassinate my neighbour's fame; By me if innocency bleed, Cancel from ciirth my hated name. 4. Ah! no; let me with strong delight To all the tax of duty pay ; Tender of every social right. Revering thy ail-righteous sway. 5. Such virtue thou wilt not forget, In worlds -where every virtue shares High recompence ; though not of debt. But which thy bounteous gi'ace prep^ires. 22 HYMN XX. Mercy. 1. BEHOLD a wretch in woe, A brother mortal mourns : My eyes A^ith tears, for tears, o'erflow, My heart his sighs returns, 2. I hear the thirsty cry, The fomish'd beg for bread : O let my spring its stream supply, My hand it's bounty shed. 3. Lo, the poor debtor sues, Pale at the penal threat, A starving family he shews ; I cancel all the debt. 4. And shall not wrath relent, Touch'd by that humble strain, My brother crying, " I repent, "Nor will offend again?" 5. How else, on sprightly wing. Can hope bear high my pray'r Up to thy throne, my God, my King, To plead for pardon there. ^ 6. The pitiful and kind Thy pit}^ will repay, Vv'ith thee shall the forgi\ing find A sweet forgiving day. 23 But justice lifts her scale, And shakes her rod on high : Nor pray'rs, npr sighs, nor tears avail The sons of cruelty. « f . HYMN XXI. t Humility. First Part. 1. WAS pride, alas ! e'er made for man ? Blind, erring, guilty creature he, His birth the dust, his life a span, Plis wisdom less than \'auity. 2. ^If wealth and pow'r and dazzling rays And pageant state this nothing dress; On the fair idol shall we gaze, And envy that as happiness? 3. Jesus, by thy instruction taught, Our foolish passions are represt : We blush at our misguided thought, And see and call the humble blest. 4. To know ourselves, to learn of thee, And bend our necks beneath thy throne, Thus dictates wise humility, This makes the wealth of heav'n our o^^•la. 24 HYMN XXII. Humility: Second Part. 1, BLEST men of lowly mind, In self- opinion poor ; For you what honour is design'd ! For you, what princely^ store ! 2, In time's short joys and sighs, Thankful or meekly still ; Whate'er he gives you, or denies, You love your Father's will. 3. The high and holy One, Who all his works surveys, Mai'ks you, from his eternal throne. As temples to his praise. 4. To you, to you he bends His condescending ear ; To you his pow'rful arm extends. In ev'ry want and fear. 5. From your misgiving breast Sad diffidence remove : Why, children, aie your souls deprest ? Why doubt your Father's love ? 6. With mildness in his face. Your weaknesses he views. To humble worshippers, his grace He never will refuse. 25 7. From the proud pharisee His countenance he turns : But will not with displeasure see A publican who mourns. HYMN xxnr. The Invitation of the GospeL 1. LET ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice, The trumpet of the gospel somids, With an inviting voice. 2. Ho ! all ye hungry starving souls. That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive, with earthly toys To fill an empty mind. 3. Eternal wisdom has prepai''d A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites, The rich provision taste. 4. Ho! ye who pant for living streams. And pine away and die ; Here you may quench your raging thirst. With springs that never dry. 5. Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join : D 26 Sah^ation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. 6. [^ Ye perishing and naked poor, i Who ^vork with mighty pain,' To Avea\x a garment of your own, That will not hide your sin. 7. Come naked, and adorn your souls, In robes prepar'd by God, Wrought by the labours of his Son, And dy'd in his own blood. 8. Jesus ! the treasures of thy love, Are everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins. 9. The happy gates of gospel-grace. Stand open night and day ; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants aAvay. HYMN XXIV. The Dying Saint. ..-.., 1. WHEN life's tempestuous storms are o'er; How calm he meets the friendly shore, Who liv'd averse to sin. Such peace on virtue's paths attends, That where the sinner's pleasure ends. The good man's joys begin. 27 5 See smiling patience smooth his brow 1 See bending angels downward bow I To lift his soul on high ; While eager for the blest abode, He joins ^dth them to praise the God, Who taught him how to die. 3. The horrors of the grave and hell, Those horrors which the wicked feel, In vain their gloom display ; For he who bids yon comet burn, Or, makes the night descend, can turn Their darkness into day. 4. No sorrow drowns his lifted eyes, No horror wrests tlie struggling sighs, As from the sinner's breast ; His God, the God of peace and love. Pours kindly solace from above. And heals his soul with rest, 5. O grant my Saviour, and my friend, Such joys may gild my peaceful end, And calm my evening close; While loos'd from cv'ry earth./ tie. With steady confidence I fly To him, from whence I rose. HYMN XXV. B The Ignorance of Man. 1. EHOLD yon new-born infant griev'd With hunger, thirst and pain; 28 That asks to have the wants reliev'd, It knows not to explain. 2. Aloud the speechless suppliant cries, And utters, as it can, • The woes that in its bosom rise, And speak its nature, Man. 3. That infant, whose advancing hour Life's various sorrows try, (Sad proof of sin's transmissive pow'r) That infant, Lord, am L 4. A childhood yet, my thoughts confess, Though long in years mature ; Unknowing whence I feel distress, And where, or what its cure. 5. Author of good, to thee I turn ; Thy ever wakeful eye Alone can all my wants discern ; Thy hand alone supply. 6. O let thy fear Avithin me dwell. Thy love my footsteps guide, That lo\e shall vainer loves expel, That fear, all fears beside. 7. And O, by error's force subdu'd, Since oft my stubborn will Prepost'rous shuns the latent good. And grasps the specious ill. 29 8. Not to my -W'hh, but to my want, Do thou thy gifts apply : Unask'd, what good thou knowest, gi*ant, What ill, though ask'd, deny. HYMN XXVI. Praise. 1. PRAISE to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days ; Bounteous source of every joy. Let thy praise our tongues employ. 2. For the blessings of the field, For the stores the gardens yield, For the vine's exalted juice, For the generous olive's use. 3. Flocks that whiten all the plain, Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain ; Clouds that drop their fatt'ning dews,. Suns that temperate warmth diffuse : 4. All th^t Spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal Autumn pours From her rich o'crflowing stores : 5.' These to thee, my God, we owe ; Source whence all our blessings flow : And for these, my soul shall raise, Grateful vows and solemn praise. D2 50 6. Yet, should rising whirlwinds tear From its stem the ripening ear, Should the fig-tree's blasted shoot Drop her green untimely fruit ; 7. Sliould the vine put forth no more, Nor the olive yield her store ; Though the sick'ning flocks should fall. And the herds desert the stall ; 8. Should thine alter'd hand restrain The early and the latter rain ; Blast each opening bud of joy, And the rising year destroy ; 9. Yet to thee my soul should raise Grateful vows, and solemn praise; And, when every blessing's flown,, LoA'e thee — for thyself alone. HYMN XXVII. For Sabbath Day. 1. AGAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray ; Unseals the eye-lids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 2. O wha*: a night was that, which wrap'd The heathen ^^'orld in gloom ! 31 O what a sun which broke this day. Triumphant from the tomb ! n O. This day be grateful homage paid,. And loud hosahnas sung ; Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, And praise on every tongue. 4.. Ten thousand diff 'ring lips shall join, To hail this \velcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wingSj To nations yet unborn. 5. Jesus, the friend of human kind, With strong compassion mov'd, Descended like a pitying God, To save the souls he lov'd. 6,. The pow'rs of darkness leagu'd in vain To bind his soul in death ; He shook their kingdom \vhcn he fell, With his expiring breath. 7. Not long the toils of hell could keep The hope of Judah's line ; Corruption never could take hold On aught so much divine. 8. And now his conquering chariot wheels Ascend the lofty skies; While broke, beneath his pow'rful cross, De.itli'o iron sceptre lies. 32 _ Exalted high at God's right hand, And Lord of all below, Through him is pai'd'ning love dispens'd, And boundless blessings flow. 10. And still for erring, guilty man, A brother's pity flows ; And still his bleeding heart is touch'd With mem'ry of our woes. 11. To thee, my Saviour, and my King^ Glad homage let me give ; And stand prepar'd like thee to die, With thee that I may live. HYMN XXVIIL 7b the invisible Author of Nature: 1. THY hand' unseen sustains the poles^. On which this vast creation rolls. The starry arch proclaims thy pow'r,. Thy pencil glows in every flow'r : 2o In thousand shapes and colours rise Thy painted wonders to our eyes ; While beasts and birds with lab 'ring throats,, Teach us a God in thousand notes. 3. The meanest part in nature's frame, Marks out some letter of thy namco 35 Where sense can reach, or fancy rove, From liill to hill, froui field to grove : 4. Across the waves, around the sky, There's not a spot, or low or high, Where the Creator has not trod, And left the footsteps of a God. HYMN XXIX. Praise* 1. ALMIGHTY Maker, God! How wond'rous is thy name ! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad Through the creations frame! 2. Nature in every dress. Her humble homage pays. And finds a thousand ways t' express Thine undissembled praise. 3. In native white and red The rose and lilly stand, And free from pride their beauties spread, To shew thy skilful hand. 4. The lark mounts up the sky. With unambitious song, And bears her Maker's praise on high,. Upon her artless tongue. 34 5. My soul would rise and sing To her Creator too : Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the w'orship due. 6. But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform ', Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm. 7. Thy glories I abate,- Or praise thee with design ; Some of thy favours I forget, Or think the merit mine. 8. The very songs I frame Are faithless to thy cause, And steal the honours of thy name To build their own applause. 9.. Create my soul anew. Else all my worship's vain ; This wretched heart will ne'er be truCj Until 'tis forni'd again. HYMN XXX. Early Death. 1. LIFE is a span, a fleeting hour How soon the vapour flies ! Man is a tender, transient fiow'r, That e'en in blooming dies I 5 2. Death spreads like Annter's frozen arms, And beauty smiles no more ; Ah ! where are now those rising charms, Which pleas 'd our eyes before ? 3. The once lov'd form, now cold and dead, Each mournful thought employs : And natiu-e weeps her comforts fled, And wither'd all her joys. '4. But ^^•ait the inteq:)Osing gloom, And lo, stern winter flies : And drest in beauty's fairest bloom. The flow'ry tribes arise* 5. Hope looks beyond the bounds of time ; When ^vhat we now deplore, Shall rise in full immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 6. Then cease, fond nature, cease thy tears, Religion points on high ; There everlasting spring appears. And joys that cannot die. HYMN XXXI. The Comforts of Religion. 1. O BLEST religion, heav'nly fair, Thy kind, thy healing pow'r, Can sweeten pain, alleviate care, And gild each gloomy hour. 36 2. When dismal thoughts, and boding fears Tlie trembling h(;art invade ; And all the face of nature wears A universal shade : 3. Thy sacred dictates can assuage The tempest of the soul ; And ev'ry fear shall lose its rage, At thy divine controul. 4. Through life's bewilder'd darksome way, Thy hand unerring leads ; And o'er the path, thy heavenly ray, A cheering lustre sheds. 5. When feeble reason, tir'd and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid ; Thou blest supporter of the mind, How pow'rfui is thy aid ! 6. O let my heart confess thy pow'r, And find thy sweet relief, To brighten ev'ry gloomy hour, And soften every grief. HYMN XXXn. Compassion. 1. BEHOLD, where breathing love divine, Our dying master stands ; His weeping followers gathering round, Receive his last commands. 57 2. From that mild teacher's parting hps What tender accents fell 1 The gentle precept which he gave, Became its author well. 3. n Bless'd is tlie man, whose soft'ning heart " Feels all another's pain ; *' To whom the supplicating eye, ^i Was never rais'd in vain. 4. " Whose breast expands with generous warmtli " A stranger's woes to feel ; And bleeds in pity o'er the wound, *' He wants the pow'r to heal. 5. He spreads his kind supporting arms " To every child of grief; His secret bounty largely flows " And brings unask'd relief. 6. To gentle offices of love " His feet are never slow ; He views through mercy's melting eyv " A brother in a foe. 7. Peace from the bosom of his God, *' My peace to him I give ; And when he kneels before the throne, " His trembling soul shall live. 8. To him protection shall be shem» " And mercy from :;bovc Deccnd on those who thus fulfil, The perfect law of love.'* E (( ii a a (( <( << C( 38 ""^ HYiMN XXXIII. Complaint of Ingratitude. 1. GREAT GOD, to thee, my all I owe, And shall my tongue be still ? Shall constant streams of mercy flow, Unting'd vvitli any ill ? 2. Shall ev'ry day new favours bring, And ev'ry night proclaim My God, their bounteous source and spring ? And yet unprais'd his name I 3. Shall ev'ry moment prove his grace, And shew his tender care ? And is my heart not found the place. Where warm affections are ? 4. Shall changing seasons, day and ho6r, Each minute as it flies, Evince thy ever bounteous pow'r, And see new blessings rise ? 5» And does my soul no rapture find, No ardent thanks express. No praises warm my callous mind ? As humblv I confess ! 6. Then, O my God, one favour still, Add to thy boundless store, My soul with grateful raptures fill, I'll praise thee, and adore ! rC 9 1 HYMN XXXIV. Nature'' s Call to Gratitude. 1. HOW cheerful, along the gay mead. The daisies and cowslips appear ; The flocks as they carelessly feed, Rejoice in the spring of the year. The myrtles that shade the gay bow'rs, The herbage that springs from the sod, Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flow'rs, All rise to the praise of my God. 3. Shall man, the great master of all, The only insensible prove ? Forbid it, fair gratitude's call, Forbid it, devotion and love. 4. The Lord, who such wonders could raisQ, And still can destroy with a nod. My lips shall incessantly praise, My soul shall be wrapt in my God, HYMN XXXV. The Compassion of Jesus Christ. 1. E angel forms, look down, and see Y A scene of strange distress below Behold Divine Humanitv Dissolved in sympathetic woe. <( n li 40 2. Lo, on high Olivet he stands, Salem's proud tow'rs in prospect rise j His bowels yearn, he spreads his hands, Compassion gushing from his eyes : 3. O Salem, my prophetic view *' Thy mighty miseries surveys ; Vengeance, to thy rebellions due, " Unknown in past and future days. 4. What labours have I shunn'd, for thee, *' What pow'rs of suasion left untry'd, " Thy children to allure to me, *' And in a Saviour's shadow hide ? 5. '' So when the falcon sails above, " The parent hen, with tender ciy, " Under her guardian wing of love, " Collects her infant progeny. 6. But ah ! ye would not — O ye blind ! (He said, and heav'd a deeper sigh) Your temple is to flames consign'd ; " The dark predestin'd hour is nigh." 7. Blest Jesus, in thy feeling heart, For me, a sinner, spare one place. I would be thine — O yield a part To me, in thy redeeming grace. (( <( 41 HYMN XXXVL "^ The Funeral, 1. IN black procession, sad and slow, About the streets the mourners go : Man comes to make his long abode, Where darkness dwells and worms corrode. 2. There busy life; there pleasure ends, And tie of blood, and tie of friends. There ends probation's hour, and there Virtue's hard strife with sin and care. 3. Why for vain riches do I toil, Gath'ring for death a larger spoil ? Why for this dying flesh purvey, The sinful pleasures of a day. 4. Why cling so closely to my heart Kindred and friends ? we soon must pait \ And wherefore do I waste the span Of mercy limited to man ? 5. The pious few, O let me join. An d with their faith my breath resign -, That their hereafter, mine may be, Ev'n mine their blest eternity. E2 42 HYMN XXXVIL Divhie Benevolence, '^ 1. IN shadow black as night, With scarce one feeble ray Of nature's dim expiring light, The nations lost their way. 2. Like foolish sheep we stray 'd. All from the Maker's fold : Each by his sev'ral sin betray 'd, His sev'ral path would hold. 3. Blind, headlong every one To the same ruin ran. Th' almighty Father from his throne,- Beheld his creature man. 4. His wilder'd human race The Father's pity won : Forth from the bosom of his grace He sent his first-born Son. 5. Benevolent he came The messenger of love ; Debasing to a mortal frame His godlike form above.. . 6. With gentle voice he cries, " Sinners my yoke receive : "" Light is my yoke, and life the prize '* I to the yielding give." 43 Truth spreads her golden wings. With the glad news she flew : Salvation through the world slie brings To Gentile and to Jew. 8. O mercy, sweet and high. Above our loftiest praise : Ye noble natives of the sky. Your noblest anthems raise. HYMN XXXVIII. The Heavens declare the Being and Glory of God, 1. THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim : 2. Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to every land, The work of an almighty hand. 3. Soon as the evening shades prevail. The moon takes up the wond'rous tale,, And nightly to the list'ning earth. Repeats the story of her birth ; 4)4 4. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll. And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5. What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestial ball ? What though nor real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? » 6. In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, Forever singing, as they shme, *' The HAND that made us is divine." [HYMN XXXIX. Divijie Sovereignty, 1. TO vindicate our words and thoughts, We make no more pretence : Not one of all our num'rous faults Can bear a just defence. 2. Strong is his arm, his heart is vi^ise^ What vain presinners dare ! Against their Maker's hand to rise, Or tempt th' unequal v^^ar ? 3. Mountains, by his almighty wrath, From their old seats are torn ; He shakes the earth from south to norths And all her pillars mourn» 45 4. He bids the sun forbear to rise, . Th' obedient sun forbears ; His hands with sackcloth spreads the skies, And seals up all the stars. 5. He walks upon the foaming sea. Flies on the stormy wind ; There's none can trace his secret way, Nor his diirk footsteps find, 6. Yet truth and judgment are his throne. And wond'rous is his grace ; While power and mercy, join'd in one. Invite us near his face. HYMN XL. Strength from Heaven. 1. HENCE do our mournful thoughts arise ? w And where's om' courage fled ? Has restless sin and raging hell Struck iill our comforts dead ? 2. Have we forgot th' almighty name That form'd the earth and sea ? And can an all creating arm GroAv weary or decay ? 3. Treasures of everlasting might In our Jchovali dwell ; He gives the conquest to the weak, And treads their foes to hell. 46 4. Mere mortal power shall fade and die^ And youthful vigour cease ; But we who wait upon the Lord, Shall feel our strength increase. 5. The saints shall mount on eagles wings,. And taste the promis'd bliss, Till their unwearied feet arrive, Where perfect pleasure is. HYMN XLI. God''s tender Care of his Church, 1. NOW shall my inward joys arise, And burst into a song : Almighty love inspires my heart, And pleasure tunes my tongue. 2. God on his thirsty Sion-hill Some mercy drops has thrown, And solemn oaths have bound his love To show'r salvation down. 3. Why do we then indulge our fears. Suspicions and complaints ? Is he a God, and shall his grace Grow weary of his saints ? 4. Can a kind woman e'er forget The infant of her womb, Among a thousand tender thoughts Her suckling have no room ? 47 5. *' Yet, saith the Lord, should nature change, " And mothers monsters prove, *' Sion still dwells upon the heart " Of everlasting love. 6. " Deep on the palms of both my hands " I have engrav'd her name ; *' My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls, " And build her' broken frame." HYMN XLII. Self- Examination for the JSve?img. 1. AND now, my soul the circling sun, Has all his beams withdra\Mi ; Once more his daily race is run. And gloomy night comes on. 2, Thus one day more of life is gone ; A doubtful few remain : Come, then, review what thou hast done. Eternal life to gain. 3. Dost thou get forward in thy race^ As time still posts away ? And die to sin, and grow in grace, With ev'ry passing day ? 4. This day, what conquests hast thou gain'd ? What sin is overcome ? What fresh degree of grace obtain'd, To bring thee nearer home ? 48 5. Alas ! this life will soon be past, 'Tis dying every day : But do thy hopes make equal haste ? Or negligence betray ? 6. Do they more strong and lively grow, And make more pure from sin ? Give more contempt of things below, Create more peace within ? 7. O ! do not pass this life in dreams, To be surpris'd by death : And sink where mercy never beams, When I resign my breath. 8. No! every day thy course review, Thy real state to learn : And with renewed zeal pursue Thy great and chief concern. HYMN XLIII. The Beatitudes^ 1. BLEST are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are giv'n. And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n. 2. Blest are the men of broken heart. Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows A healing balm for all their woes. 49 3. Blest are the meek, who stand afar, From rage and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state, And plead tlieir cause against the great. 4. Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness ; They shall be well suppli'd and fed With living streams and living bread. 5. Blest are the men whose bowels move, And melt with sympathy and love ; From Christ the Lord, they shall obtain Like sympathy and love again : 6. Blest ai'e the piu-e, whose hearts ai*e clean From the defiling pow'rs of sin ; With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. /. Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife ; They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 8. Blest are the sufi^'rers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, Glory and joy are their reward. 50 HYMN XLIV. The Appearance of Angels to the Shepherds, 1. WHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks b All seated on the ground, [nightj The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2. " Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind) " Glad tidings of great joy I bring " To you, and all mankind. 3. " To you in David's town, this day '* Is born, of David's line, " The Saviour who is Christ the Lord ; *' And this shall be the sign. 4. '' The heav'nly babe you there shall find, " To human view display 'd, "All meanly wrapt in swaddling bands, *' And in manger laid." 5. Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a shining throng Of angels, praising God, and thus Address'd their joyful song: 6. *' All glory be to God on high, ' ' And to the earth be peace ; " Good- will henceforth, from heav'n to men, " Begin and never cease.'* 51 HYMN XLV. The Hidden Life of a Christian. 1. O HAPPY soul, that lives on high, While men lie grovelling here \ His hopes are fix'd above the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2. His conscience knows no secret stings, While grace and joy combine To form a life, whose holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3, He waits in secret on his God ; His God in secret sees : Let earth be all in ai-ms abroad. He dwells in heav'nly peace. 4. His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world and time, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5. He wants no pomp, nor royal throne, To raise his figure here ; Content and pleas'd to live unknown, Till Christ his life appear. 6. He looks to heav'n's eternal hills, To meet that glorious day ; Jesus, how slow thy chariot wheels ! How long is thy delay ! 52 HYMN XLVL ^ hopeful Youth falling short of Heaven. 1. MUST all the charms of nature then, So hopeless to salvation prove ? Can Hell demand, can Heaven condemn The man, M'hom Jesus deigns to love ? 2. The man who sought the ways of truth. Paid friends and neighbours all their due j (A modest, sober, lovely youth) And thought he wanted nothing new. 3. But mark the change : thus spake the Lord, "- Come part with earth for heav'n to day;" The youth astonish'd at his word, In silent sadness bent his way. 4. Poor virtues, that he boasted so, This test unable to endure. Let Christ, and grace, and glorj^go, To make his land and money sure ! 5. Ah foolish choice of treasures here ! Ah fatal love of tempting gold ! Must this base Morld be bought so dear \ And life and heav'n so cheaply sold ? 6. In vain the charms of nature shine, If this vile passion governs me : Transform my soul, O love divine ! And make me part with all for thee. 53 HYMN XL VII. "^ The same in Common Metre. I. THUS far 'tis well : You read, you pray. You hear God's holy word, You mind whate'eryour parents say, And learn to serve the Lord. 2. Your friends are pleas'd to see your ways, Your practice they approve ; Jesus himself would gi\e you praise, And look with eyes of love. 3. But if you quit the paths of truth. To follow foolish fires, And give a loose to giddy youth, With all its wild desires : 4. If you will let your Saviour go, To hold your riches fast; Or hunt for empty joys below. You'll lose your heav'n at last. 5. The rich young man, whom Jesus lovM, Should warn you to forbear ; His love of earthly treasure prov'd A futal golden snare. 6. See, 'gracious God, my Saviour, see, How youth is prone to fall : Teach 'em to part with all for thee, And love thee more than all. TP O 54 ^*^ HYMN XLVIII. ,i rational Defence of the Gospel. 1. ^HALL atheists dare insult the cross i3 Of" Christ, the Son of God ? Shall infidels reproach his laws, Or trample on his blood ? 2. What if he choose mysterious ways. To cleanse us from our faults ? May not the ^\'orks of so\'ereign grace Transcend our feeble thoughts ? 3. AMiat if this gospel bids us fight With flesh, and self, and sin? The prize is most divinely bright. Which we are call'd to win. 4. \\^hat if the foolish and die poor,. His glorious grace pai take ? This but confirms his truth the more. For so the prophets spake» 5. Do some tliat own his sacred name,. Indulge their souls in sin '? Jesus should never bear the blame, His laws are pure and clean. 6. Then let cur faith gi^ow firm and strong, Our lips profess his v.ord : Noi blush, nor fear to walk among The men who love tije Lord. 55 HYMN XLIX. JS'one excluded from Hope. 1. JESUS, thy blessings are not few, Nor is thy gospel weak ; Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, And heal the dvino- Greeks 2. Wide as the reach of Satan's rage. Doth thy salvation flow : 'Tis not confin'd to sex or age. The lofty or the low.. 3. While grace is ofter'd to the prince, The poor may take their shiu-e ; No mortal has a just pretence, To perish in despair. 4. Be wise, ye men of strength and wit. Nor boast your native pow'rs; But to his sovereign grace submit, And glory shall be yours. Come, all ye vilest sinners, come, He'll form your souls anew ; His gospel and his heart have room For rebels, such as you. 6. His doctrine is almighty love, There's virtue in hij name. To turn the raven to a dove, The lion to a lamb. t;. 56 HYMN L. TriLth^ Sincerity^ etc. 1. LET those who bear the christian name, Their holy vows fulfil : The saints^ the followers of the Lamb, Are men of honour still. 2. True to the solemn oaths they take, Though to their hurt they swear : Constiuit and just to all they speak, For God and angels hear. 3. Still with their lips their hearts agree. Nor flattering words devise : They know the God of truth can see Through every false disguise. 4. They hate th*^ appearance of a lie. In all the shapes it weai's ; Firm to the truth ; and when they die, Eternal life is their's. 5. Lo ! from afar the Lord descends, And brings the judgment down ; He bids his saints, his faithful friends, Rise and possess their crown. 6. While Satan trembles at the sight^ And devils w ish to die, Where w ill the faithless hypocrite, And guilty liar fly ? 57 HYMN LI. Gravity^ Decency, etc. 1. ARE we not sons and heirs of God ? Are we not bought with Jesus' blood ? Do we not hope for heav'nly joys, And shall Me stoop to triflhig toys ? 2. Can laughter feed th' immortal mind ? Were spirits of celestial kind Made for a jest, for sport or play, To wear out time, and ^vaste the day? 3. Doth vain discourse or emptj' mirth Well suit the honours of our birth ? Shall we be fond of gay attire, Which childr{;n love, and fools admire ? ^. What if we wear the richest vest, Peacocks and flies are better drest : This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, Must drop to dust, and feed the worms. 5. Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher ; Touch our vain souls with sacred fire ; Then with an elevated eye. We'll pass these glitt'ring trifles by. 6.' We'll look on all the toys below With such disdain as angels do. And \\ ait the call that bids us rise To promis'd mansions in the skies. 58 HYMN Lir. Justice and Equity. 1. COME, let us search our ways, and try. Have they been just and right ? Is the great rule of equity Our practice and delight? 2. What we would have our neighbour do. Have we still done the same ? And ne'er dclay'd to pay his due, Nor injur'd his good name ? 3. Do we relieve the poor distress'd ? Nor give our tongues a loose, To make their names our scorn and jest, Nor treat them with abuse ? 4. Have we not found our envy grow, To hear another's praise? Nor robb'd him of his honour due, By sly malicious ways. 5. In all we sell, and all we buy, Is justice our design? Do we remember God is nigh. And fear the wrath divine? 6. In vain v/e talk of Jesus' blood, And boast liis name in vain. If \ve can slight the laws of God, And prove unjust to men. HYMN LIII. Justice and Truth. 1, GREAT God, thy holy law requires, To curb our covetous deshes, Forbids to plunder, steal or cheat, To practise falsehood or deceit. 2. Thy Son hath set a pattern too, He paid to God and men their due : A dreadful debt he paid to God, And bought our pardon with his blood. r> O. Amazinr^ justice ! boundless love ! Do we not feel o-ir j}assions move '? Do we not ^-lieve that ^ve have been Faithless to God, or false to men '? 4. Flave we no rightr:.as debt deny'd. Through wanton luxuiy or pride ? Noi vext the poor with long delay, And made them e-roan for w^^nt of pav ? 5. Have we ne'er thrown a needless shame, Or scandal, on our neighbour's name '? O, happy men, whose age and youth Have ever dealt in iove and truth ! 6. But if our justice once be gone, And leave our faith and hope alone ; If honesty be banish 'd hence, Mcligion is a vain pretence. 60 HYMN LIV. Temperance. 1. IS it a man's divincst good, To make his soul a slave to food, Vile as the beast, "vv hose spirit dies, And has no hope above the skies ? 2. Can meats or choicest Avines procure Delights, that ever shall endure ? Was I not born above the swine. And shall I make their pleasures mine ? 3. Am I not made for nobler things ? Made to ascend on angels Mings ? Shall my best pow'rs lie thus debas'd, And part with heav'n to please mv taste ? 4. Can I forget the fatal deed, How Eve brought death on all her seed ? She tasted the forbidden tree, Anger'd her God, and ruin'd me. 5. Was life design 'd alone to eat ? What is the mouth, or what the meat ? Both from the ground derive their birth, And both shall mix with common earth. 6. Great God, new-mould my sensual mind, And let my joys be more refin'd ; Raise me to dwell among the blest, And fit me for the heav'hly feast. 61 HYMN LV. Arniable Deportment. 1. O'TIS a lovely thing to see A man of prudent heart, Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree To act a useful part. • 2. When envy, strife, and wars begin, In little angry souls, Mark how the sons of peace come in, And quench the kindling coals. 3. Their minds are 'humble, mild and meek, Nor let their fury rise : Nor passion moves their lips to speak. Nor pride exalts their eyes. 4» Their frame is prudence, mixt with love ; Good works fulfil their day ; They join the serpent with the dove, But cast the sting away. 5. Such was the Saviour of mankind, Such pleasures he pursu'd, His flesh and blood were all refin'd, His soul divinely good. 6. Lord, can these plants of virtue grow In such a soul as mine? Thy grace can form my nature so, And make my heart like thine. 62 HYMN LVI. ' Things of good Report. 1. IS it a thing of good report, To squander life and time away ? To cut the hours of duty short, While toys and follies waste the day. 2. To ask and prattle all afiairs, And mind all business but our own ? To live at random, void of cares. While all things to confusion run ? 3. Doth this become the christian name, To venture near the tempters door ? To sort \tith men of evil fame, And yet presume to stand secure? 4. Am I my own sufficient guard, While I expose my soul to shame ? Can the short joys of sin reward The lasting blemish of my name ? 5. O may it be my constant choice To walk with men of grace below, 'Till I arrive where heav'nly joys. And never-fading honours grow! -> 63 HYMN LVII. The universal Law of Equity. 1. BLESSED Redeemer how divine, How righteous is this rule of thine, " Never to deal with others worse " Than we would have them deal with us !" ■ 2. This golden lesson, short and plain. Gives nor the mind nor memory pain : And every conscience must approve This universal law of love. 3. 'Tis written in each mortal breast, Where all our tenderest wishes rest : We draw it from our inmost veins. Where love to self resides and reigns. 4. Is reason ever at a loss ? Call in self-love to judge the cause. Let our own fondest passion shew How we would treat our neighbours too. 5. How blest would ev'ry nation prove, Thus rul'd by equity and love ! All would be friends without a foe, And form a paradise below. 6. Jesus, forgive us that we keep, I Thy sacred law of love asleep ; And take our envy, wrath and pride, TIi»se savage passions, for our guide. 64 "^ HYMN LVIIL The Atonement of Shrist, 1. HOW is our nature spoil'd by sin I Yet nature ne'er hath found I'he way to make the conscience clean> Or heal the painful wound. 2. In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own : Jesus, there's nothing but thy blood, Can bring us near the throne. 3. The threat'nings of the broken law Impress our souls with dread : If God his swoixl of vengeance draw. It strikes our spirits dead. 4. But thine illustrious sacrifice Hath answtT^d these demands : And peace and pardon from the skies Come down by Jesus' hands* 5. Here all the ancient types agree, The altar and the lamb : And prophets in their visions see Salvation through his name. a. 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ; 'Tis on thy cross we rest ; Forever be thy love ador'd, Thy name forever blest. 65 HYMN LIX. JF^aith and Repentance encouraged by. the Sacrifice of Christ. 1. WHERE shall the guilty conscieiiGe go. To find a Giire relief? Can bleeding bulls or goats bestow A balm to ease my grief '? 2- > Will popish rites and penances ^ Release my soul from sin ? What insufficient things are these To calm the wrath divine ! n O. God, the great God, who rules the skies, The gracious and the just. Makes his o\mi Son our sacrifice i And there lies all our trust. 4. O never let my thoughts renounce The gospel of my God, Where vilest crimes are cleans'd at once, In Christ's atoning blood. 5. Here rest my faith, and ne'er remove ; Here let repentance rise, While I behold his bleeding love, His dying agonies. 6. With sliamc and sorrow here I own How great my guilt hath been : This is my way t' approach the throne, And God forgives my sin. G2 66 ^ ""^ HYMN LX. Chrisfs Propitiation improved. 1. LORD, didst thou send thy Son to die For such a guilty UTetch as I ? And shall thy mercy not impart Thy spirit to renew my heart ? 2. Lord, hast thou wash'd my garments clean, In Jesus' blood, from shame and sin ? Shall I not strive with all my pow'r, That sin pollute my soul no more ? 3. Shall I not bear my Father's rod,. The kind corrections of my God, When Christ upon the cursed tree Sustain'd a heavier load for me ? 4. Why should I dread my dying day, Since Christ has took the curse away. And taught me with my latest breath To triumph o'er thy terrors, Death ? 5. rather let me wish and ciy, " When shall my soul get loose and fly " To upper worlds ? When shall I see ♦' The heav'nly friend who dy'd for me ?'» 6. 1 shall behold his glories there, ^ And pay him my eternal share W Of praise, and gratitude, and iove, Among ten thousand saints above. 67 HYMN LXI. All Things working for good. 1. MY soul, survey thy happiness, If thou art found a child of grace, How richly is the gospel stor'd ! What joys the promises afford ! 2. " All things are ours ;" the gift of God, And purchas'd with our Saviour's blood ; While the good Spirit shews us how To use, and to enjoy them too. 3. If peace and plenty crown my days, They help me. Lord, to speak thy praise ; If bread of sorrows be my food. Those sorroA\s work my real good. 4. I would not change my blest estate, AVith all that flesh calls rich or great ; And while my faith can keep her hold, I envy not the sinner's gold. 5. Father, I wait thy daily wull, Thou shalt divide my portion still ; Grant me on earth what seems thee best, 'Till death and heav'n reveal the rest. ••) L ^ HYMN LXn. Life, the Day of Grace and Hope. 1. IFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward. 68 And while the lamp holds out to burn^ The vilest sinner mav return. '2. Life is the hour which God has giv'n To ^scape from hell, and fly to heav 'n ; The day of grace, and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 3. The living know iliat they must die, But all the dead forgotten lie ; Their mem'ry and their sense is gone^ Alike unknowing and unknown. 4. Their hatred and their love is lost, Their envy bury'd in the dust ; They have no share in all that's done Beneath the circuit of the sun. 5. Then what my thoughts design to do. My hands with all your might pursue Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 6. There are no acts of pardon pass'd In the cold grave to which we haste ; But darkness, death, and long despair, Reign in eternal silence there. HYMN LXIII. Heaven^ invisible and holy. 1. NOR eye hath seen, nor ear has heard, Nor sense, nor reason known, What joys the Father has prepar'd For those who love bis Son. 69 2. But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heav'n to come ; The beams of glory in his Vv^ord, Allure and guide us home. 3. Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; No Avanton lips nor envious eye, Can see or taste the bliss. 4. Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin and shame; None shall obtain admittance there, But foll'wers of the Lamb. 5. He keeps the Father's book of life. There all their names are found ; The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heav'nly ground. HYMN LXIV. Moses and Christ. L THE law by Moses came, But peace, and truth and love. Were brought by Christ, a nobler name, Descending from above. 2. Amidst the house of God, Their diff'rent works were c'oie, Moses a faithful servant stood, But Christ a faithful Son. 70 3. Then to his new commands Be strict obedience paid ; O'er all his Father's house he stands, The sov'reign and the head. 4. The man that durst despise The law that Moses brought, Behold ! how terribly he dies For his presumptuous fault. 5. But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious race, Who hate to hear when Jesus calls, And dare resist his grace. HYMN LXV. God, incomprehensible, 1. CAN creatures to perfection find Th' eternal uncreated Mind : Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out ! 2. 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell ; And what can mortals know or tell ? His glory spreads beyond the sky. And all the shining worlds on high. 3. But man, vain man, would fain be wise. Born like a wild young colt, he flies 'I'hrough all the follies of his mind, And smells and snuffs the empty wind* 71 4. God is a king of pow'r unknown, Firm are the orders of his throne ; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does ? 5. He wouhds the heart, and he makes whole ; He calms the tempest of the soul : When he shuts up in long despair. Who can remove the heavy bar ? 6. He frowns, and dai'kness veils the moon, The fainting sun grows dim at noon : The pillars of heav'n's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. /. He gave the vaulted heav'n its form, The crooked serpent and the worm ; He breaks the billows with his breath, And smites the sons of pride to death. 8. These are a portion of his ways ; But who shall dare describe his face ? Who can endure his light ? or stand To hear the thunders of his hand '? HYMN LXVI. Mo/mess and Gi'ace. 1. SO let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess, So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 72 2. Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honours of our Saviour God ; When the salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the pow'r of sin. 3. Our flesh and sense must be deny'd. Passion and envy, lust and pride ; While justice, temp'rance, truth and love, Our inward piety approve. 4. Religion bears our spirits up. While we expect that blessed hope. The bright appearance of the Lord ; And faith stands leaning on his word. HYMN LXVII. Submission to afflictive Providences, 1. NAKED as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth shall soon descend, And mingle with our dust. 2. The dear delights we here enjoy. And fondly call our own. Are but short favours borrow 'd now, To be repaid anon. 3. 'Tis God who lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave, He gives, and (blessed be his name) He takes but wliat he gave. 73 4. ^eace, all our angiy passions then. Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sovereign will. And ever}' murmur die. 5. If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread, And we'll adore the justice too, That strikes our comforts dead. HYMN LXVIII. vi Saint prepared to die, 1. DEATH may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home ; Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come ? 2. "With heav'nly weapons I have fought The battles of the Lord, Finish'd my course, and kept the faith, And wait the sure reward. 3. 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. 4. Nor hath the King of grace decreed This prize for me alone, But all who love, and long to sec Th' appearance of his Son. H 74 Jesus, the Lord, will guard me siife From ev'ry ill design ; And to his heav'nly kingdom keep This feeble soul of mine. 6.. God is my everlasting aid, And hell shall rage in vain ; To him be highest glory paid, And endless praise, Amen. HYMN LXIX, A Funeral THoup-Jit, 1. HARK ! from the tombs a doleful soun d ; My ears attend the cry : "Ye living men come view the ground, " Where you must shortly lie. 2. •" Princes, this clay must be your bed, " In spite of all your tow'rs ; *' The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head, " Must lie as low as ours." Great God ! is this our certain doom ? And are we still secure ', Still walking downward to our tomb, And yet prepare no more? 4. Grant us the pow'rs of quick'ning grace, To fit our souls to fly ; Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky. 75 HYMN LXX. Jesus worshipped by all the Creation. 1. COME let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their jo}"s are one. 2. •' Worthy the Lamb that dy'd," they cry> ** To be exalted thus:" Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply, For he was slain for us. 3. Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and pow'r divine : And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever thine. 4. Let all who dwell above the sky. In air, on earth, in seas. Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise, 5. The whole creation join in one. To bless the sacred name Of Him, Avho sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. HYMN LXXL Adoption. 1. BEHOLD what wond'rous grace The P'athfr has bcstow'd, On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! 2. 'Tis no surprising* thing, . That we should be unkno\rn ; The Je"s\ish world knew not their king-. God's everlasting Son. 3. Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour lierc. We shall be like our Head. 4. A hope so much divine, May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5. If in my Father's love, I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6. We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne ; My faith shall Abba Fatlier cry, '\nd tbou the kindred own. HYMN LXXII. Confidence in God, 1. THY dreadful povr'r, Almighty God. Thy works to spei.k conspire : This caith' declares thy fame abroad. With water, air and fire.. 2. At thy command, in glaring streaks, The ruddy Ught'ning flies ; Loud thvmder the creation shakes, And rapid tempests rise. 3. Now gath'ring glooms obscure the day, And shed a solemn night ; And now the heav-'nly engines play, And shoot devouring light. 4., Th' attending sea thy will performs, Waves break around the shore, And toss, and foam amidst the storms, And dash, and rage, and roar. 5. The earth, and all her trembling hills, Thy marching footsteps own ; A shudd'ring feai" her entrails fills, Her hideous caverns groan. 6. My God, when terrors thickest throlig Through all the mighty space. And rattling thunders roar along. And the fierce light'nings blaze : 7. When wild confusion wrecks the air, And tempests rend the skies, Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire . In harsh disorder rise, 8. Safe in my Saviour's love, I'll stand, And sti'ike a tuneful song ; My harp all-trembling in my hand, And all-inspir'd my tongue. H2 78 9. I'll shout aloud, " Ye thunders roll, " And shake the sullen sky ; *' Your sounding voice, from pole to pole, *' In angry murmurs try. 10. *' Thou sun 1 retire, refuse thy light, " And let thy beams decay ; *' Ye Ught'nings flash along the night, " And dart a dreadful day. 11. *' Let the earth totter on her base, " Smoke heaven's wide arch deform ; <' Blow all ye winds, from ev'ry place, '* And rush the fatal storm. 12. " O Jesus, haste the day when thou *' Shalt this old world consume ; ** Build the new heav'ns, and all below '' Bid a new Eden bloom. 13. •' Co^ae quiclcly, blessed Hope ! appear, " Bid thy sUift chariot fly : ** Let angels tell thy coming near, *' And waft me to the sky. 14. *' Around thy wheels, in the glad throng, " I'd bear a joyful part ; '* All hallelujah on my tongue, '=' All rapture hi my heart." HYMN LXXIII. The Eternity and Immensity of God. 1. THY names, how infinite they be ! Great everlasting One I Boundless thy mij^ht and majesty. And unconfin'd thy throne. 2. Thy throne eternal ages stood, L'er seas or stars were made ; Thou art the everliving God, Were all the nations dead. 3. Nature and time quite naked lie^ To thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky^ To the great burning day» 4. Eternity, with all its years Stands present to thy view, To thee there's nothing old appears, Great God, there's nothing new. 5. Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vex'd with trifling cares. While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturb'd affairs. 6. Thine essence is a vast abyss^ Which angels cannot sound, An ocean of infinities, n Where all oiu* thoughts are drown'd. 80* t . The myst'ries of creation lie Beneath enlight'ned minds, Thoughts can ascend above the sky,. And fly before the winds. 8. Reason may grasp the massy hills, And stretch from pole to pole ; But half thy name our spirit fills,. And overloads our soul. 9. In vain our haughty reason swells, . For nothing's found in thee, But boundless inconcei\'eables,. And vast eternity. 10. To thee, whose temple is all space^. Whose altar earth, sea, sties ! One chorus let all beings raise. All nature's incense rise. HYMN LXXIV. The Majesty of God. 1. ETERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, Thee the creation sings ; With thy loud name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heav'n's high palace rings. 2. Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky, How s^lorious to behold Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly dye, And starr'd with sparkling goldo 81 3. There thou hast bid the globes of light- Their endless circles run ! There the pale planet rules the night, And day obeys the sun. 4. The noisy winds stand ready there,. Thy orders to obey, With'sounding wings they sAA'eep the air, To make thy chariot "way. o» Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud,. Through the etherial blue ; For, when his chariot is a cloud. He makes his wheels of you. 6. There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy tliunder shakes our coast ; While the red lightnings wave along, The banners of thine host. 7. Thunder and hail, and fires and storms, The troops of his command. Appear in all \ our dreadful forms. And speak his awful hand. 8. Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, In your eternal roar ; Let wave to wave resound his praise, And shore reply to shore. 9. Whilst monsters sporting on the flood, In scaly silver shine. Speak terribly their maker God, And lash the Ibaming brine. . i 82 10. But gentler things shall time his nam>2,. To softer notes than these, Young breezes breathing o'er the streaiw. Or whisp'ring through the trees. 11. Wave yoiir tall heads, ye lofly pines, To him who bid you grow, Sweet clusters bend the fruitful vines,. On tv^'ry thankful bough, 12. Let the shrill birds his honour raise, And climb the morning sky ; While grov'Iing beasts attempt his praise In hoarser harmonv. 13. Thus while the meaner creatures singy Ye mortals take the sound, Echo the glories of your king, Through all the nations round. 14. Th' eternal name must fly abroad. Where'er the day can flame ; And the whole race shall bow to God,. That weras the human name. HYMN LXXV. Jtedemptiotu- 1. ATHER, how wide thy glor}'- shines ! How hie:h thv wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. F 83 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy po'vv'r, Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of ev'ry hour, We read thy patience still. S. Part of thy name divinely stands, On all thy creatures writ, They shew the labour of thine hands, Or impress of thy feet. 4. But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join, In their divinest forms ; 5. Our thoughts are lost in reverend aw'e ; We love imd we adore ; The first arch-angel never saw So much of God before. 6. • Here the whole Deity is known. Nor dares a creature guess. Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice or the grace. When sinners broke the Father's laws, The dying Son atones .; Oh the deep myst'ries of his cross ! The triumph of his groans ! 8. For this, while angels bear their part. In their immortal song, Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue^ 4^ 84 *" HYMN LXXV1. Divine Counsels. 1. KEEP silence, all created things, And w^it your Maker's nod ; iVly soul stands trembling, while she smgs The honours of her God. 2, Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree : He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3. Th' almighty voice bid ancient night Her endless realms resign ; And lo, ten thousand globes of light In fields of azure shine. 4. Now wisdom with superior sway Guides the vast moving frame. Whilst all the ranks of beings pay Deep rcv'rfncc to tiis name. o • He spake : The sun obedient stood, And held the falling day ; Old Jordan backward drives his flood, And disappomts the sea. Fixt to his throne a volume lies, With all tlie states of men, With ev'ry angel's form and size. Drawn by th' etenial pen. 85 7. His providence unfolds the book> And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 8. Here he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown ; Anon the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 9. No creature asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; No favourite angel dares to pry- Between the folded leaves. 10. My God, 1 would not wish to see With ever-curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 11. In thy fair book of life and grace, May I but find my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord the Lamb. HYMN LXXVII. Death and Etcrnitij. 1. MY thoughts, that often mount the skies. Go, search the world beneath, Wijere nature all in ruin lies, And owns her sov'reign. Death. I 36 2. The tyrant, how he triumphs here ! His trophies spread around ! And heaps of dust and bones appear Through all the hollow ground. 3. These skulls, what ghastly figures now ! How loathsome to the eyes ! These are the heads we lately knew, So beauteous and so wise. 4. But -vAhere the souls, those deathless things, That left this dying clay ? My thoughts, now stretch out all your wings, And trace eternity. O that unfathomable sea ! Those deeps without a shore i W^here living ^raters gently play, Or fiery billows roar. 6. Thus must we leave the banks of life, And try this doubtful sea ; Vain are our groans, and dying strife. To gain a moment's stay. 7. Some hearty friend shall drop his tear On our dry bones, and say, *' These once were strong, as mine appear, *' And mine must be as they.*' 8. Thus shall our mould'ring members teach, What now our senses learn ; For dust and ashes loudest preach Miui's infinite concern. 87 HYMN LXXVIII. Praise for Creation and Providence, 1. I SING th' almighty pow'r of God, That made the mountains rise, Ttiat spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2. I sing the wisdom that ordain'd The sun to rule the day ; The moon shines full at his command. And all the stars obey. 3. I sing the goodness of the Lord, That fill'd the earth with food ; He form'd the creatures w^ith his word, And then pronounc'd them good. 4. Lord, how thy wonders are display 'd, Wher'er I turn mine eye ; If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky. 5. There's not a plant or flow'r below, But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow By orders from thy throne. 6. Creatures (as num'rous as they be) Are subject to thy care ; ^ There's not a place where aVc can flee. But God is present there. 88 7. In heaven he shines with beams of love, With wrath in hell beneath ; 'Tis on his earth I stand or move, And 'tis his air I breathe. 8. His hand is my perpetual guard, He keeps me with his eye ; Why should I then forget the Lord, Who is forever nigh. HYMN LXXIX. Praise to God for our Redemptioiu 1. BLEST be the wisdom and the pow'r, The justice and the grace, 1 hat join'd in counsel to restore, And save our ruin'd race. 2. Our Father eat forbidden fruit, And from his glory fell ; And we his children thus are brought To death, and near to hell. T 3. Blest be the Lord, who sent his Son K To take our flesh and blood ; He for our lives gave up his own. To make our peace with God. -O 4. He honour'd all his Father's laws, '" ^Vhich we have disobey 'd ;. He bore our sins upon the cross, And our full ransom paid. 89 5. Behold him rising from the gi'ave, Behold him rais'd on high ; He pleads his merits there to save Transgressors doom'd to die. 6. There on a glorious throne he reigns, And by his povv'r divine, Redeems us from the slavish chains Of satan, and 'of sin. 7. Thence shall the Lord to judgment come, And with a sov 'reign voice Shall call, and break up ev'ry tomb, While waking saints rejoice. 8. O ! may I then w ith joy appear, Before the Judge's iace, And with the blest assembly there, Sing his redeeming grace. HYMN LXXX. The Excellency of the Bible, 1. GREAT God, with wonder and \^ith praise, On all thy works I look : But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace. Shine brighter in thy book. 2. The stars, that in their courses roll, Have much instruction giv'n. But thy good word informs my soul, How 1 may climb to hcav'n. 12 90 3. The fields provide me food, and shew The goodness of the Lord ; But fruits of life and glory grow In thy most holy word. 4. Here are my choicest treasures hid, Here my best comfort lies , Here my desires are satisfy 'd, And hence my hopes arise. 5. Lord, make me understand thy law, Show what my faults have been ; And from thy eospel let me draw Pardon for SI my sin. 6. Here I would learn how Christ has dy'd To save my soul from hell : Not all the books on earth beside Such heav'nly wonders tell. 7. Then let me love my Bible more. And take a fresh delight. By day to read those wonders o'er, And meditate by night. rJ a HYMN LXXXL Against Pride in Cloaths. \. WHY should our garments (made to hide Our parents' shame) provoke our pride? The art of dress did ne'er begin, 'Till Eve our mother ler\rnt to sin. 91 2. When first she put her cov'ring on. Her robe of innocence was gone ; And yet her children vainly boast In the sad marks of glor}'^ lost. How proud we are ! how fond to siiew Our cloaths, and call them rich and new ; When the poor sheep and silk-worm wore That very cloathing long before. The tulip and the butterfly Appear in gayer coats than I. Let me be drest fine as I will, Flies, worms, and flow 'rs exceed me still. 5. Then will I set my heart to find Inward adornings of the mind ; Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace ; These .are the robes of richest dress. 6. No more shall worms ^vith me compare, This is the raiment angels wear : The Son of God, when here below, Put on this blest apparel too. 7. It never fades, it ne'er grows old. Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mould ; It takes no spot, but still refines, The more 'tis worn, the more it shines^ 8. In this on earth may I appear, Then go to heav'n, and wear it there : . God will approve it in his sight, 'Tis his own work, and his delight. 92 ''^ HYMN LXXXII. Jesus Christ. I. SAGES of ancient letter'd times ! In ev'ry age, and diff'rent climes, For wisdom fam'd among mankind, Withdraw your thinly-scatter'd rays, Before the broad o'erpow'ring blaze Of the supreme eternal mind. 2. Mercy's great year, in heav'n enroll'd, By seers succeeding seers foretold, Was now with solemn pomp. imseaPd, Light of the world, Messiah ca'Kse, In his almighty Father's name, And immortality reveai'd. 3. Fill'd with his Father's strength he taught ; The dumb in rapture speak their thought, The lame man bounding like the roe : The blind look up to heav'n, stern death Resigns its spoil, and from his breath Fierce demons shrink to shades below. 4. O works of pow'r, O works of love. Ethereal embassage to prove, That ev'ry rising doubt controul ; Earnest of love and pow'r more strong,. Which to the Son of God belong, To heal the miseries of the soul. 5. Great Prophet, Saviour, worthy thou That ev'ry knee in homage bow, From ev'ry mouth thy praise fehowld fiow ; 93 All thy commands are mild and just, TJiy promise faithful to our trust, Will pardon, peace, and heav'n bestow. HYMN LXXXIIL Happy Poverty. 1. YE humble souls, complain no morc ; -r.- Let faith survey your future store : How happy, how divinely blest, ; The sacred words of truth attest. 2. When conscious grief laments sincere, And pours the penitential tear ; Hope points to your dejected eyes, q The bright reversion in the skies. 3. In vain the sons of wealth and pride Despise your lot, your hopes deride ; In vain they boast their little stores. Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours. 4. There shall your eyes with rapture view The glorious friend that dy'd for you ; Who dy'd to ransom, dy'd to raise To crowns of jov, and songs of praise. 5. Jesus, to thee I breathe my pray'r : Reveal, confirm my int'rcst there ! Whate'cr my humble lot below, This, this my soul desires to know. 94 6. O let me hear the voice divine, Pronounce the glorious blessing mine ! Enroll 'd among che happy poor, My largt'st wishes ask no more. ^ HYMN LXXXIV. The Power of Faith, 1. FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss,. And saves me from its snares j Ito aid in ev'ry duty brings. And softens all my cares : 2. Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heav'nly thmgs, And feeds the pure desire. 3. The wounded conscience knows its power The healing balm to give : That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 4. . ' - Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign ; And bids me seek my portion there. Nor bids me seek in vain. ShcAvs me the precious promise^ /jseal'jd Vv ith the Redeemer's blood ; And helps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful God. 95" 6. There, there unshaken would I rest, Till this vile body dies : And then, on faith's triumphant wings, At once to glory rise. / I HYMN LXXXV. The Grave sanctified hy Christ. \. WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? ^Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. 2. Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb? There the dear flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 3. The graves of all the saints he blest. And soft'ned ev'ry bed : Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying head? 4. Thence he arose and burst, the chain, To shew our feet the way From shades, where death and darkness reign, To realms of endless dav. 5. Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid his kindred rise i Awake, ye nations under ground. Ye saints, ascend the skies. 96 ^^ HYMN LXXXVI. On Providence. 1. LORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er^ Ail nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2. Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine : Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak' their source divine. 3. The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air; The meanest flies, the smallest worms, Almighty pow'r declare. 4. Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness. Lord, In all thy works appear : And O let man thy praise record ; Man, thy distinguish'd care. 5. From thee ;tlie breath of life he drew ; That b/eath thy pow'r maintains ; Thy tender mercy ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 6. Yet nobler favours claim his praise, Of reason's light possess'd ; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinelv bless'd. 97 7. Thy providence, his constant guard When threa- 'ning \A'oes impend. Or will th' impending dangers ware!. Or timely succom-s lend. 8. On us, that providence has shone, With gentle smiling ravs ; O let our lips and hves make known, Thy goodness, and thy praise. HYMN LXXXVII. Seasojiable Showers. 1. WITH songs and honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high ; Over the heavens he spreadr> his cloud. And waters veil the sky. 2. He sends his showers of blessing down, To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains cro^^•n, And corn in vallies grow. 3. He gives the grazing ox his meat. He hears the ravens cry ; And man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise liis honours high. 4. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honours sounding loud, * Praise xo. the sovereign Lord ! K 98 HYMN LXXXVIIL The LonPs Praijer. 1. OUR Father, high enthron'd above, With boundless glory croAvn'd : Fountain of light, and life, and love, Ten thousand worlds around. 2. Supremely honour'd l^e thy name, By every grateful mind ; Whether a pure etherial flame, Or yet in flesh confin'd. 3. Erect thine empire, gracious King, And spread its power abroad; Till earth, and all her millions, sing The praises of their God. 4. O be thy will on earth obey'd, As 'tis obey'd abo^e ; And the profoundest homage paid, With all the joys of love. 5. Each rising day renews our want. That want, O Lord, relieve! And with our food thy blessing grant ; By both thy creatures live. 6. Our debts are grown immensely large. But, Lord eftlice the score! As we a brother's debts discharge. And never claim them more. 99 7. into temptation's polson'd air, O never let us stray ! Guard us from evil by thy care, Through life's endangcr'd wav ! 8. Thine is the kino'dom Lord by ricrht Unbounded and supreme ; i And thine the alLsustaining might, And glory's peerless beam. 9. " These are for ever thine," in songs Heaven's blissful myriads cry ; " These are for ever thine," our tongues In humbler notes reply- HYMN LXXXIX. Give us this Day our daily Bread. 1. FOUNTAIN of blessing, ever bless'd, EnriclTing. all, of ail possess'd ; By whom the whole creation's fed. Give me, each day, my daily bread. 2. To thee my very life I owe, Fi-om thee do all my comforts fio'a'; And every blessing which I need. Must from thy bounteous hand proceed. 3. Great things are not -what I desire, Nor dainty meat, nor rich attire ; (Content \\\\\\ little would I be, Th'.it httle, Lord, must come from thee. 100 While -wicked men, with all their store,. Are ever grasping after more ; With Agur's wish Pin satisfi'd, Nor grudge them all the world beside. HYMN XC. A?! Invocation to praise the Lord. 1. YE works of God, on him alone, In eardi his footstool, heav'n his throne, Be all your praise bestow'd ; Whose hand, the beauteous fabric made,- Whose eye, the finish'd work survey kl. And saw that all was good. 2. Ye angels, who with loud acclaim, Admiring view'd the new-born frame, And hail'd th' eternal King ; Again, proclaim your Maker's praise, Agam, your thankful voices raise. And sacred anthems sing. 3. Ye sons of men, his praise display, Who stamp'd his image on your claj\ And ga\'c it pow'r to move : Ye, ^^"ho in Juckih's conftnes dwell. From age to age successive tell, The \\ onders of his love. 4. And you, your thankful voices join;, Who oft at Salem's sacred shrine^ 101 i Before his altars l:neel : "Where throii'd in maje=^ty he dwells. And from the mystic cloud reveals The dictates of his will. 5. Ye spirits of the just and good. That, eager for the bless'd abode, To heav'nly mansions soar : O let your songs 'his praise display, Till heav'n itself shall melt away, And time sliall be no more. 6. Praise Him, ye meek and humble train. Ye saints, whom his decrees ordain The boundless bliss to share : O praise Him, till ye take your way To regions of eternal day, And reign forever there. HYMN XCI. Growing ifi Grace. 1. PRAISE to thy name, eternal God, For all the grace thou shed'st abroad ; For all thine influence from above. To warm our souls with sacred love. 2. Blest be thy hand, Avhich from the skies. Brought down this plant of Paradise, And gave its heav'nly glories birth. To deck this wilderness of earth. K 2 102 But why does that celestial flow'r Open, and thrive, and shine no more : Where are its balmy odours fled ? And why reclines its beauteous head ? 4.. Too plain alas ! the languor shows Th' unkindly soil in which it grows ; Where the black frosts and beating storm Wither, and rend its tender form. 5, Unchanging Sun, thy beams display, To drive the frosts and storms away ; Make all thy potent virtues known, To cheer a plant so much thy own.. 6. And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blovv^ Fresh gales of heav'n on shrubs below ; So shall they grov/ and breathe abroad, A fragrance grateful to our God. HYMN XCir. The Year crowned xvith divine Goodness. 1. ETERNAL Source of ev'ry joy ! Well may thy praise our lips employ. Wnile in thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 2. Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports the steady jx)le : The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies,. 105 3. I'he Row'ry spring at thy command Embalms the air, anci ramts the land ; The summer Learns with vigour shine^ To raise the corn arid cheer the vine. 4. Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our land redundant stores ;. And -winters, soften'd by tiiy care, No more a face of horror wear. 5. Seasons, and months, and Areeks, and da^-^s, Demand successive songs of praise ; Still be the cheerful homage paid. With op'ning light, and ev'ning shade. G. Here in thy house shall incense rise, As circling sabbatlis bless our eyes : Still \Aill we make thv mercies kno^vn, Around thy board, and round our own. 7.. O may our more hiu'monious tongues In words unknown pursue the songs ; And in those brighter courts adore. Where days and years revohe no more. HYMN XCni. For a Fast -Day hi time of War. 1. GREAT God of hcav'n and nature rise, And hear our loud united cries, We humbly bow before thy face, T' implore thine aid, to seek thy giacc. No arm of flesh wc make our trust, Nor sword, nor hoi'se, nor ships we boast ; Thine is the land, and thine the main, And human, skiil' and force are vain. 3. Our guilt might draw thy vengeance down On ev'ry shore, on ev'ry tov/n ; But view us, Lord, with pitying eye, And lay th' uphfted thunder by. A, Forgive the follies of our times, And purge the land from all its crimes ; Reform'd and deck'd with grace divine^ Let rulers, priests and people shine, 5. So shall our God delight to bless, And crown our ai ms w ith ^\'ide success ; Our foes shall dread Jehovah's sword. While we victorious, shout the Lord. 'J HYMN XCIV. A Morning Hymn. 1. ONCE more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes ; Once more, my voice thy tribute pay To him who rules the skies. 2. Night unto night his name repeats, The day renews the sound. Wide as the heav'ns on whicli he sits^ To turn the seasons round,. 105 o 'Tis he supports my mortal frame, My tongue shall speak his praise ; My sins would rouse his Mrath to flame, And vet his wrath delays. 4. ■ On us, poor Avorms, his pow'r might tread, And we could ne'er withstand; His justice might 'have crush'd us dead, But mercy held his hand. 5. How many thousand souls have fled Since the last setting sun, And yet he lengthens out our thready Aud yet our moments run. 6. Great God, let all our hours be thine, Whilst we enjoy the light ; Then shall our sun in smiles decline, And bring a peaceful night. HYMN XCV. T/ie Book of Nature and of Scripture. 1. BEHOLD the lofty sky Declares its maker God, And all his glorious works on high, Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2. Tiie darkness and the light, Still keep their course the same : Wliile night to day, and day to nigl:it, Divinely teach his name. 106 3. In ev'ry diff'rent land, Their general \'oice is known : They rshew the wonders of his hand. And counsels of his throne. 4. Thou western \^■orld rejoice, Here he reveals his word ; We are not left to nature's voice, To bid us know the Lord. 5. His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes, He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. 6. His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit,. His promises forever sure, And his rewards are great. 7. While of thy works I sing, To spread thy praise abroad. Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. HYMN XCVL God exalted above all Frame. 1. ETERNAL Power ! whose high abode Becom.es the grandeur of a God ; Inlinite length, beyond the bounds, Where stars revolve their little rounds. 107 2. The lowest step beneath thy seat, Rises too high lor Gabriel's feet ; In vain the tall arch-angel tries To reach the height with wond'ring eyes. n Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? We would adore our Maker too ? From s^.o :incl dust to thee wc cry, The Great, tu Holy, and the High ! 4. Earth from afar h':ith heard thy fame. And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name ; But O, the glories of thy mind, Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. .' . . 5. ■ God is in heaven, and men below ; Be short our tunes ; our v.ords be few : A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. HYMN XCVn. Gi'atitiide. 1. WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul sur\'eys ; Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise : 2. O how shall words Avith equal v/iu-mtli The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravish'd heaii ? But thou canst read it there. 108 3. Thy providence my life sustaiii'd, And all my wants redrest, When in the silent womb I lay^ And hung upon the breast. 4. To all my weak complaints and^ cries, Thy mercy lent an ear, E'er yet mv feeble thoudits had learnt To form themselves in pray'r. 5. Unnumber'd comforts to mv soul Thy tender care bestow 'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 6. 'When in the slipp'ry paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm unseen convey 'd me safe, And led me up to man. / . Through ev'ry period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 8. When nature fails, and day and night Divide thy \vorks no more ; My ever-grateful heart, O Lord, Thy mercy shall adore. 9. Through all eternity to thee A joyful song I'll raise. But Oh ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise. 109 HYMN XCVIII. ^^ The Vanity of mortal Man. 1. TEACH me the measure of my da}-s, Thou Maker of my frame : I -I would survey Hfe's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2. Can we in life securely trust, Or boast of future time ? Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3. See the vain race of mortals move, Like shado^vs o'er the plain. They rage and strive, desire and lo'>'e, But all their noise is vain. 4. Some walk in honour's gaudy shew, Some dig for golden ore. They toil for heirs, they know not who, And straight arc seen no more. 5. What shall I wish or seek for then, From creatures, earth and dust? 'They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. G. Now we forbid our carnal hope, Our Ibnd desires rccal : "We give our mortal hitercst up. , And make our God our all. L 110 HYMN XCIX. Thoughts ifi Sickness. 1. WHEN rising from the bed of death, O'erwhelm'd with grief and fear, I see my Maker face to face, O how shall I appear ! 2. If yet, while pardon may be found. And mercy may be sought. My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought : 3. When thou, O Lord, shalt stand dlsdfos'd In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear ! 4. ' But thou hast told the troubled mind Who does her sins lament, The timely tribute of her tears Shall endless woe prevent. 5. Then see the sorrow of my heart, E'er yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying groans, To give these sorrows weight. 6. For never sh;jll my soul despair. Her pardon to procure. Who knows thy only Son has dy'd> To make her pardon sure. I i. Ill HYMN C. • Reliance upon God. 1. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care : His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; , My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2. When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary wand'ring steps he leads ; Where peajceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 5. Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, ■^ My stedfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friei-idly crook shall give me aid. And guide me through the dreadful shade. Though in a bare ar»d rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. J 112 HYMN Cr. BeiuDi fi'X)m Sea. H 1. OW are thy ser\ ants blest, O Lord \ How sure is their defence 1 . JLttrnal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2. Think, O my soul, devoutly think, How with affrighted e3-i;s, Thou saAv'st the wide extended deep In all its horrors rise! 3. Confusion dwelt in ev'ry face, And fear m ev'ry heart ; Vv hen waves on waves, and gulfs on gulfs,- O'ercame the pilot's art. 4. Yet then from all my griefs, O Lord, Thy mercy set me free, Whilst in die confidence of pray'r, iVlv soul took hold on thee. 5. For though in dreadful whirls we hung, High on the broken wave, I new thou v/ert not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 6. The stonn was laid, the winds retir'd, Obedient to thy will; The sea that roar'd at thy command, At thv command was still. ii: In midst of dangers, fears, and death, Thy goodness Pll adore, And praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. I My Ufe, if thou preserv'st my Ufe, Thv sacrifice shall be, And death, if death must be my doom. Shall join my soul to thee. HYMN CII. Longing for the Presence of Christ. 1. IN vain the dusky night retires, And sullen shadows fly : In vain the mom, with purple light, Ador-.is the eastern sky. 2. In vain, dispensing vernal sweets, The gentle breezes play ; In vain the birds with cheerful songs, Salute the new-born day. 3. In vain, unless my Saviour's face, These gloomy clouds controul, And dissipate the sullen shades That overwhelm my soul. 4. O ! visit then thy servant, Lord, With favour from on high : Arise, my bright immortal Sun ! And all these shades shall die. L 2 114 5. When, when shall we behold thy face, All radiant and serene, Without those envious dusky clouds. That make a veil between ? 6. When shall that long-expected day Of sacred vision be, When our impatient souls shall make A near approach to thee ? HYMN cm. For a time of general Sickness. 1. |EATH, with his dread commission seal.'d, No^v hastens to his arms ; In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. 2. Attendant plagues around him stand. And wait his dread command ; And pains, and dying groans obey The signal of his hand. 3. With cruel force he scatters round His shafts of deadly pov/'r ; While the grave waits its destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. 4. Look up, ye heirs of endless joy, Nor let your fears prevail ; Eternal life is your reward. When life on earth shall faiL 115 5. What though his darts promiscuous hurl'd. Deal fatal plagues around, And heaps of putrid carcases O'erload the cumber'd ground. 6. vThe arrows that shall wound your flesh., Were .giv'n him from above, Dipt in the great Kedeemer's blood. And feather'd all with lo^e. 7. These, with a gentle hand lie throws. And saints lie gasping too : But heav'nly strength supports their souls; And bears them conqu'rors through. 8. Joyful they stretch their wings abroad. And all hi triumph rise, To the fair palace of their God, And mansions in the skies. HYMN CIV. Love to God. 1. HAPPY the heart where graces reign, . Where love inspires the breast ; Love is the brightest of the train. And quickens all the rest. 2. Knowledge, alas ! 'tis ail in vain, And all in vain our fear : Our stubborn sins ^vill fight and reign- If love be absent there. 116 3. 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; The devils know and tremble too, But Satan cannot love. 4. Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away, To see our smiling God. 5. This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease : 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, In the sweet realms of bliss. HYMN CV. ^ penitential Hymn. 1. THOU sacred Pow'r, in heav'n above, Eternal and supreme ! Accept the faint address we make To thy adored name. 2. Pierc'd with the deepest sense of guilt,, We bovv'- before thy throne, And humbly hope for pard'ning grace, Through thy beloved Son. 3. O may that grace our hearts incline To keep the heav'nly road ! Though all the pow'rs on earth combine To drive us from our God. 117 4. Sinful we are, and oft offend Against thy just command, And yet protection still we find, From thy supporting hand. 5. Th' amazing debt to thee we owe. Increases e\'ery day : And yet a few relenting teai's, Is all we can repa\'. 6. Thy tender mercies, Lord, bestow. Our many sins remove ; And ev'ry stubborn heart subdue. With thy forgiving love. HYiMN CVI. For a Fast-Day, 1. WHEN Abr'am full of sacred awe, Before Jeliovah stood, And with a humble fervent pray'r, For sruilty Sodom su'd. 2. With what success, what wond'rous grace. Was his petition croA\n'd ! The Lord would spare, if in the place Ten righteous men were fouucL 3. And could a single holy soul So ricli a boon oljtain ? Great God, and shall a nation cry. And plead with thcc in vain? 118 4. Our country, guilty as she is, Some saints, we hope, can boast, And now their fervent pray'rs ascend, And can those pray'rs be lost ? 5. Are not the righteous dear to thee, Now, as in ancient times? Or does this sinful land exceed Gomorrah in its crimes ? 6. Still are we thine, we bear thy name, Here yet is thine abode. Long has thy presence bless'd our land, Forsake us not, O God. HYMN CVII. The Nativity of Christ. 1. U QHEPHERDS, rejoice, lift up your eyes, J^ " And send your fears away ; ** News from the region of the skies, " Salvation's born to day. 2. " Jesus, the King whom angels fear, " Comes dov/n to dwell with you ; " To-day he makes his entrance here, '* But not as monarchs do. 3. *' No gold, nor purple swaddling bands, " Nor royal shining things ; " A manger for his cradle stands, " And holds the King of kings. 119 4. *' Gq, shepherds, where the infant lies, " And see his humble throne; " With tears of joy in all your eyes, *' Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 5. Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around The hcav'nly armies throng, They tune their harps to lofty sound, And thus conclude the song : 6. " Glory to God who reigns above, " Let peace surround the earth ; " Mortals shall know their Maker's love, By their Redeemer's birth." (< HYMN CVIII. The You7ig encouraged to seek and love Christ. 1. YE hearts with youthful vigour warm, In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from ev'ry earthly charm, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2. He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3. " The soul that longs to see my face, " Is sure my love to gain ; *' And those, who early seek my grace, " Shall never seek in vain." 120 4. What object, Lord, our souls should movej If once compar'd with thee ? What beauty should command our love, Like what in Christ we see ? 5. Away ye false delusive to}^s, Vain tempters of the mind ! Here will we fix our lasting choice, For" here true bliss we find. HYMN CIX. <4 Funej^al Hymn, 1. THE God of love will sure indulge The flowing tear, the heaving sigh. When righteous persons ftill around. When tender friends and kindred die. 2. Yet not a murmuring thought shall e'er With these our mourning passions blend ; Nor would our bleeding hearts forget Th' Almighty ever-living Friend. n O. Beneath a nnm'rous train of ills, Our feeble ilesh and heart ma}^ fail ; Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, O'er ev'iy gloomy fear prevail. 4. Parent and husband, guard and guide, Thou art each tender name in one ; On thee we cast our ev'ry care. And comfort seek from tli^e alone. -121 5. Our Father, God, thee have wc chose. Our rock, our portion, and our friend, And on thy cov'nant love and truth, Our sinking souls shall still depend. HYMN ex. >4t the funiral of a youn^ Person. 1. WHEN blooming youth is snatch 'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2. W^iile pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r — I too must die — Smk deep in ev'r}'^ breast. 3. Let this \'ain world engage no more ; Behold the gaping tomb ! It bids us seize the present hour, To-morrow death may come. 4. The voice of this alarming scene, Miay ev'ry hcail obey, Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. 5. O let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose pow'rful arm can save ; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. M 122 6. Great God ! thy sov 'reign grace impart, With cleansing healing pow'r ; This only can prepare the heart For death's important hour. HYMN CXI. Pi'aise for natiof,al Peace, 1. GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies, A word of thy almighty breath, Can sink the world or bid it rise : Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 2. When angry nations rush to aims, And rage and noise, and tumult reign, And war resoimds its dire alarms, And slaughter spreads the hostile plain : 3. Thy sov 'reign eye looks calmly down. And marks their course, and bounds their pow'r ; Th)^ word the angry nations own. And noise and war are heard no more. 4. Then peace returns with balmy wing, (Sweet peace ! with her what blessings fled !) Glad plenty laughs, the vallies sing, Reviving commerce lifts her head. 5. Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, All move s«bservient to thv will ; And peace and war await thy word, And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 123 6'. To tliee we pay our grateful songs^ Thy kind protection still implore : O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, Confess thy goodness and adore. HYMN CXII. I. WEARY of these low scenes of night, My fainting heart grows sick of time. Sighs for the dawn of sweet delight, Sighs for a distant, happier clime ! 2. Ah why that sigh ? — peace, coward heart. And learn to bear thy lot of woe : Look round — how easy is thy part, To what thy fellow- suff'rers know. 3. Are not the sorrows of the mind Entail'd on ev'ry mortal birth ? Convinc'd, hast thou not long resign'd The flat'ring hope of bliss on earth ? 4. 'Tis just, 'tis right ; thus he ordains, Who form'd this animated clod ; That needful cares, instructive pains. May bring the restless heart to God. 5. In him, my soul, behold thy rest, Nor hope for bliss below the sky : Come resignation to my breast. And silence every plaintive sigh. 124 6. Come faith and hope, celestial pair ! Calm resignation waits on you ; Beyond these gloomy scenes of care, Point out a soul-reviving view. 4 - Parent of good, 'tis thine to give These cheerful graces to the mind : Smile on my soul and bid me live, Desiring, hoping, yet resign'd ! HYMN CXIII. The Birth of Christ. 1. ARISE and hail the happy day ; Cast all low cares of life away, And thought of meaner things : This day to cure our deadly woes, The Sun of righteousness arose, With healing in his wings. 2. if Angels on that happy morn, The Saviour of the world was born, Pour'd forth their joyful songs ; Much more should we of human race, Adore the wonders of his grace, To whom that grace belongs. 3. O then let heav'n and earth rejoice, Let everv creature join his voice, To hymn the happy day ; When Satan's empire vanquish'd fell, And all the powers of death and hell, Confess'd his sov 'reign sway. 125 HYMN CXIV. The Sufferings of Christ. 1. NOW let our pains l^e all forgot, Our hearts no more repine ; Our sufferings are not worth a thought, When, Lord, compar'd to thine. 2. In lively figures here we see. The bleeding Prince of love ; Each of us hope he di'd for me. And then our griefs remove. 3. Grace, wisdom, justice, join'cj and wrought The wonders of that day : No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought. Can equal thanks repay. 4. Our songs should sound like those above, Could we our voices raise ; Yet, Lord, our hearts shall all be love. And all our lives be praise. HYMN CXV. ChrisVs Regard to little Children. 1. SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand With all-engaging charms ; Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in hi.s arms. M 2 , 126 *' Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name ; " For 'twas to bless such souls as these. " The Lord of angels came." 3. We bring- them, Lord, in thankful handh^. And yield them up to thee : Joyful, that we ourselves are thine, Thine let our offspring be. 4." Ye little flock, with pleasure hear : Ye children seek his face ; And fly with transport to receive The blessings of his grace. 5. If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust: That care shall heal our bleeding hearts,. If weeping o'er their dust. HYiMN CXVL 'The Priesthood of Christ and Aaron compared. 1. JESUS, in thee our eyes behold A thousand glories more. Than sparkled in the gems and gold, The sons of Aaron wore. 2. They first their own burnt off''rings brought To purge themselves from sin ; Thy life was pure without a spot, And all thy i:iature clean. 121 Oiicc ill tlie circuit of a year, With blood, but not his own, Aaron within the veil appears, Before the golden throne. 4. But Christ by his own pow'rful blood,. Ascends above the skies, And in the presence of our God, Shews his own sacrifice. 5. Jesus, the king of glory reigns, On Sion's heav'nly hill, Looks like a Lamb that once was slain. And wears his priesthood still. 6. He ever lives to intercede Before his Father's face : Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead,. Nor doubt the Father's grace. HYMN CXVn. The Perfection of Scripture. 1. LET all the heathen v,Titers join, To form one perfect book ; Great God, if once compar'd to thine, How mean the work would look! 2. Not the most perfect rules they gave,. Could shew one sin forgiv'n. Nor lead a step beyond the grave: But thine conduct to heaven. 128 3. . Thy precepts may we then survey. And keep thy laws in sight, Through all the business of the day, To form our actions right. 4. Great is their peace who love thy law : How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 5. Thy word is like a heav'nly light, That guides them all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead their way. 6. Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is every page! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. HYMN CXVni. The AngeVs Reply to the Women who sought Christ on the Morming of his Resurrection, I. YE humble souls, that seek the Lord, Chase all your fears away ; And bow v/ith pleasure down to see The place where Jesus lay. 2. Thus low the Lord of life was brought ; Such wonders love can do ; Thus cold in death that bosom lay, Which tlirobb'd and bled for you. 129 3. A moment give a loose to grief, Let grateful sorrows rise, And wash the bloody stains away, With torrents from your eyes. 4. Then dry your tears, and tune your songs, The Saviour lives again ; Not all the bolts -and bars of death The Confjueror could detuiii, 5. High o'er th» angelic bands he rears His once dishonour'd head ; And through unnumber'd years he reigns. Who dwelt amongst the dead. 6. With joy like his shall ev'iy saint His empty tomb survey ; Then rise, with his ascending Lord, To realms of endless day. HYMN CXIX. Afflictions aiid Death tinder Providence. NOT from the dust affliction grows, Nor troubles rise by chance ; Yet we are born to cares and woes, A sad inheritance ! 2. As sparks break out from burning coals, ♦ And still are upwards borne ; So grief is rooted in our souls. And man grows up to mourn : 130 3. Yet with my God I leave my raise, And trust his promised grace; He rules me by his well-known laws Of love and righteousness. 4. Not all the pains that e'er I bore Sl."Jl spoil my future peace; For death and hel! can do no more, Than thou my Father please. HYMN CXX. Youth and Judgment. 1. LO the young tribes of Adam rise, And through all nature rove, Fuihl the wishes of their eyes, And taste the joys they love. 2. They give a loose to wild desires; But let the sinners know The strict account that God requires, Of all the works they do. 3. The Judge prepares his throne on high, The frighted earth and seas. Avoid the fury of his eye. And flee before his face. 4. How shall I bear that dreadful day, And stand the fiery test? I give all mortal joys away To be forever blest. T 131 HYMN CXXI. l^he Law and Gospel distinguished. 1. HE Law commands, and makes us know. What duties to our God we owe ; But 'tis the gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do his will. 2. The Law discovers guilt and sin, And shews how vile our hearts have been ; Only the gospel can express Forgiving love, and cleansing grace. 3. What curses doth the law denounce Against the man who fails but once ? But in the gospel Christ appears, Pard'ning the guilt of num'rous years. 4. My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life and comfort from the law ; Fly to the hope the gospel gives : Since he who trusts the promise, lives. HYMN CXXIL Retirejneyit and Meditation. MY God, permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amidst a thousand tlioughts I rove. Forgetful of my highest love. 132 2. Why should my passions mix with eai'th,' And thus debase my heav'nly birth ? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3. Call me away from flesh and sense. Thy pow'rful word can draw me thence ; I ^vould obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4. Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn Let noise and vanity be gone : In secret silence of the mind, My heav'n, and there my God, I find. HYMN CXXIII. The Death of Christ. 1. jinr^WAS on that dark, and doleful night, 1 When pow'rs of earth and hell arose Against Messiah, God's delight, And friends betray'd him to his foes : 2. Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and broke and bless'd ; What love through all his actions ran ! What wond'rous grace his words expressed. 3. " This is my body, broke for sin, *■' Receive and eat the living food ;" Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine : <' 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood. 13S 4, ' Do this, (he cry'd) 'till thne shall end, In mera'iy of your dying friend, *' Meet at my table and record, '" The love of your departed Lord." HYMN CXXIV. Christian Love» 1. LET party names no more, The Christian world o'erspread ; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Clirist their head. 2. Among the saints on earth. Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd. 3. Let envy, and ill-will, Be banish'd far away ; Those should in strictest friendship dwel!;^ Who the same Lord obey. 4. Thus v/ill the church below, Resemble that above, "Where streams of pleasure ever flow. And every heart is love. N 134 HYMN CXXV. To Jesus Christ the Eternal Life. 1. WHERE shall the tribes of Adam find " The sov'reign good to fill the mind? Ye sons of moral Misdom show The spring ^vhence living waters flow. 2. Say will the stoick's flinty heart Melt, and this cordial juice impart ? Could Plato find these blissful streams, Among ills raptures and his dreams ? 3. In vain I ask ; for nature's pow'r Extends but to this mortal hour : 'Twas but a poor relief she gave Against the terrors of the gra^'e, 4. Jesus, our kinsman, and our Lord, Array 'd in majesty and blood, Thou art our. life ; our souls in thee, Possess a full felicity. 5. All our immortal hopes are laid In thee, our surety and our head ; Thy cross, thy cradle and thy throne, Are big with glories yet unknown. 6. Let atheists scoff" and Jews blaspheme, Th' eternal life and Jesus' name ; A word of his almighty breath. Dooms the rebellious world to death. r) 155 But let my soul forever lie Beneath the blessings of thine eye ; 'Tb heav'u on earUi, 'tis heav'n ubove, To see thy face, to taste thy love. HYMN CXXVL The Wisdom of God in his Works. 1. HOW most exact is nature's frame ! How wise th' Eternal Mind, His counsels never change the scheme, That liis first thoughts design'd. 2. How great the works his hands have ^^T(5tlght, How glorious in our sight ! And men in ev'ry age have sought, His wonders with delight. 3. When he rcdeem'd his chosen sons, He fix'd his cov'nant sure : The orders that his lips pronounce, To endless vears endure. 4. Nature and time, and earth and skies. Thy heav'nly skill proclaim : What shall we do to make us wise. But learn to read thy name ? 5. To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace, Is our diAinest skill : And he's the \\isest of our race, Who best obeys thy will. 136 HYMN CXXVII. Mercy and Truth met together. 1. WHEN first the God of boundlesa grace Disclos'd his kind design, To rescue our apostate race From misery, shame and siii^ 2. Quick through the realms of light and bliss The joyful tidings ran^ Each heart exulted at the news. That God would dwell with man. 3. Yet midst their joys they paus'd a while, And ask'd with sti'ange surprise, "But how can injur\l justice smile, "Or look with pitying eyes? 4. " Will the Almighty deign again, ' ' To visit }-onder world ; And hither bring rebellious men, *'V\'hence rebels once were hurl'd? 5. Their tears, and groans, and deep distresS;> ' ' Aloud for mercy call ; '•* But ah ! must truth and righteousness, •'Victims to mercy fall?" 6. So spake the friends of God and man, Delighted, yet surpris'd, Eager to know the wond'rous plan^ That wisdom had devis'd. (( Ll 137 i The Son of God attentive heard, And quickly thus rcply'd, " In me let mercy be rever'd, " And justice satisfy 'd. 8. " Behold ! my vital blood I pour, "A sacrifice to God; " Justice divine will now no more " Demand the sinner's blood." 9. He spake, and heav'n's high arches rung ; Praise, ev'ry tongue employs, "He died," the friendly angels sung. Nor cease their rapturous joys. HYMN CXXVni. Hope in Distress. I. WITH restless agitations tost. And low immers'd in woes, When shall my wild distemper'd thoughts Regain their lost repose ! 2. Beneath the deep oppressive gloom,. My languid spirits fade ; And all the drooping pow'rs of life. Decline to death's cokl shade. N2 138 3. O thou ! the wretched's sure retreat^ These totfring- cares control, And with the cheerful smile of peace,. Revive my fainting- soul ! 4. Did ever thy relenting ear The humble plea disdain ? Or when did plaintive mis'ry sigh, Or supplicate in vain. 5. Opprest with grief and shame, dissoh-'d In penitential tears, Thy goodness calms our restless doubts, And dissipates our fears. 6. New life from thy refreshing grace, Our sinking hearts receive ; Thy gentle, best lov'd attribute, To pity and forgive. i. From that blest source, propitious hope Appears serenely bright, And sheds her soft diffusive beam O'er sorrow's dismal night. 8. Dispers'd by her sujierior force, The sullen shades retire ; And opening gleams of new-born py The conscious soul inspire. 9. '^Y griefs confess her vital pow'r, And bless the friendly ray, That ushers in the smiling morn Of everlasting day. 139 HYMN CXXIX. "^ The Necessity of renewing Grace, 1. HOW helpless, guilty natire lies. Unconscious of its load ! The heart iinchang'd can never rise To happiness and God. 2. The will perverse, 'the passions blind ; In paths of ruin stray : Reason debas'd can never find The safe, the narrow way. Can ought beneath the pow'r divine The stubborn Mill subdue ? 'Tis thine, almighty Saviour, thine To form the heart anew. 4. 'Tis thine the passions to recall. And upwards bid them rise ; And make the scales of error faH From reason's dark'ncd e}"es. 5. To chase the shades of death avvu)'. And bid the sinner live ! A beam of heaven, a vital ray 'Tis thine alone to give. 6. O jhange these wretched hearts of ours, And gi\c them life divine ! I'hen shall our passions and our pow'rs, Almighty Lord, be thine. 149 HYMN CXXX. The Great Physician, 1. YE mourning sinners, here disclose Your deep complaints, your various woes ; Approach, 'tis Jesus, he can heal The pains which mourning sinners feel. 2. To eyes long clos'd in mental night, Strangers to all the joys- of light, His word imparts a blissful ray ; Sweet morning of celestial day I 3. Ye helpless lame, lift up your eyes, The Lord, the Saviour bids you rise ; New life and strength his voice conveys, And plantive groans are chang'd for praise. 4. Nor shall the leper, hopeless lie Beneath the great Physician's eye ; Sin's deepest pow'r his word controls, That fatal leprosy of souls. 5. That hand divine which can assuage The burning fever's restless rage ; That hand omnipotent and kind, Gan cool the fever of the mind. 6. When freezing palsy chills the veins, And pale, cold death, already reigns, • He speaks ; the vital pow'rs revive; He speaks, and dying sinners live. 141 7. Dear Lord, we an ait thy healing hand ; Diseases fly at thy command; O let thy sovereign tonch impart Life, stienj^th, and health to ev'ry heart. HYMN CXXXL Praise' to the Creator, 1. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destro}\ 2. His sovereign pow'r, \\ithout our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'dy He brought us to his fold again. 3. We are his people we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame; What lasting honours shall mc rear. Almighty Pvlaker, to thy name? 4. Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ! Firm as a rock thy trutli shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 5. We'll croud thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heav'ns our voices raise ; And eai-di, vvith her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts ^\ith sounding praise. 142 HYMN CXXXir. J\'o Rest on Earth. 1. MAN has a soul of vast desires, He burns within with restless fires : Tost to and fro, his passions fly, Through all the scenes below the sky. 2. In vain on earth we hope to find Some solid good to fill the mind ; We try new pleasures, but we feel The inward thirst and torment stilK- 3. So when a raging fever burns. We shift from side to side by turns; And 'tis a poor relief we gain. To change the place but keep tlie pain. 4.. Great God, subdue this vicious thirst. This love to vanity and dust ; Cure the vile fever of the mind. And feed our souls with joys refin'd- HYMN CXXXni. A Prospect of the Resurrectioti. ' 1. HOW long shall Death the tyrant reigiv And triumph o'er the just. While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust. 2. Lo, I behold the scatter 'd shades, The dawn of heav'n appears. The sweet immortal morning spreads. Its blushes round the spheres. 143 3. 1 see the Lord of glory come, And flaming guards around; The skies divide to make him rpom, The trumpet shakes the ground. 4. I hear the voice, " Ye dead arise!" And lo, the graves obey. And waking saints with joyful eyes, Salute th' expected day. 5. They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the mid-way air: Iji shining garments meet their King, And lo'sv adore him there. 6. O may our humble spirits stand Amongst tiiem cloath'd in white I The meanest place at his right hand, Is infinite delight. 7. How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King, Shall bear us homeward through the skies, On love's triumphant -wing! HYMN CXXXIV. Ckrisi our Example. 1. BLESS'D Jesus, how divinely bright 1 In thee each heav'ly virtue shone, When for our sakes incarnate here. How justly styl'd the '' Holy One." \ 144 2. With v.'hat a strong and vivid flame, Did thy devotion ever rise ? While each revolving day and night, Witness'd thy visits to the skies. 3. The guiltless spirit, and the mind, From pride, from passion ever free, Patient, and just, and pure, and kind. Are faint descriptions. Lord of thee. 4. Fain would I wear thy lovely form, And in each sacred virtue shine : Oh ! may thy spirit on my soul. Deep trace die portraiture divine ! 5. Thou blessed Sun, with quick 'ning rays. Pervade the cold and flinty breast; Kindle up life through all my pow'rs, And be my guide to endless rest. 6. Yes, dear Redeemer, let thy love, And pow'r, these sacred gifts impart ; I'll tune to thee the song of praise, With glowing gratitude of heart. ■ 7. The list'ning earth shall. learn thy name. Approve, and echo to thy lay ; Angels and saints prolong the theme With joy, through one eternal day. J 145 HYMN CXXXV. Enthusiasm and Superstition. 1. JESUS — the friend of man — has giv'n His gospel, as our guide to heav'n ! .Its aids and comforts how divine ; How bright its sacred precepts shine. 2. Reason and truth in ev'ry page, Shed Hght and knowledge on the age: But wild enthusiasts meet no trace Of tenets which their creed disgrace. 3. Their dreams of heav'n's peculiai' love, Their boasted visions from above, A heated fancy may produce. But are the gospel's great abuse. 4. No bigot- zeal can find pretence In doctrines fairly drawn from hence — No gloomy superstitious mind, In error's mazes lost and blind ; 5. Can e'er its sacred dictates plead To justify the frantic deed. — Bright and serene — true virtue's rays, But seldom kindle into blaze. 6. Grant, gracious God, that we may find A cheerful, calm, cnlighan'd mind; While truth divine shall point the way To realms of everlasting day, O 146 HYMN CXXXVr. The Wisdom of God in his /Forks. 1. WHAT strange perplexities arise? What anxious feaj-s and jealousies ? What crouds, in doubtful light appear? Hov/ few, alas^ approy'd and clear 1 2. And what am I?.— My soul, awake, And an impartial survey take : Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, , In practice or in he^rt appear ? .3. What image does my spirit bear? Is Jesus form'd and living there ? .Say, do his lineaments divine., In thought, .and word, and action shine ? 4. Searcher of hearts, O search me still ; The secrets of my soul reveal, My fears remove ; let me appear To God — and my own conscience clear. 5. Scatter the clouds, that o'er my head, Thick glooms of dubious terrors spread ; Lead me into celestial day. And, to myself, myself display. 6. May I at that bless'd world arrive. Where Christ througli all my soul shall live. And give full proof that he is there, Without one gloomy doubt or fea;*. HYMN cxxxvir. Storm and Thunder. 1. LET co^\•ard guilt, with pallid fear, To bhelt'ring caverns il}-, And justly dread the vengeful fate, That thunders through the sky. 2. Protected bv that hand, whose law The threat'ning storms obey. Intrepid virtue smiles secure, As in the blaze of day. o O.- In the thick cloud's tremendous gloom, The lightning's dismal glare, It views the same all-gracious Pow'r, That breathes the \ernal air. A H'. Through nature's ever varying scene, By diff'rent ways pursu'd; The one eternal end of Ilcav'n Is universal good. 5. With like beneficent eflect. O'er flaming ether glows, As when it tunes the linnet's voice, Or blushes in the rose. G. Bv reason taught to scorn those fears, That vulgar minds molest. Let no fantastic terrors break The pious Christian's rest. 148 /. When through creation's vast expanse^ The last dread thunders roll, Untune the concord of the spheres^ And shake the rising soul, 8. Unmov'd, may we the final storm Of jailing worlds survey. That ushers in the glad serene Of everlastmg day ! HYMN CXXXVIIl. Moses, Aaron, and Jesus. ^^ 1. 5 ^TT^ iS not the law of ten commands 1 On holy Sinai giv'n, Or sent to men by Moses' hands, Can bring us safe to heav'n. 2. 'Tis not the blood which Aaron spilt. Nor smoke of sweetest smell. Can buy a pardon for our guilt. Or save our souls from hell. 3. Aaron the priest resigns his breath. At God's immediate will ; And in the desert yields to death, Upon th' appointed hill. 4. And thus, on Jordan's yonder side The tribes of Isr'el stand, While Moses bow'd his head and dy'd^ Short of the promis'd land. 149 5. My soul rejoice, now Jesus leads, He'll bring the world to rest ; So far the Saviour's name exceeds The ruler and the j^riest. HYMN CXXXIX. Prosperity. 1. RICHES in copious streams, From every quarter flow : Not one of all my fertile schemes Feels an abortive throe. 2. My freighted vessels sail A length of ocean o'er ; And bring me with a speeding gale, New wealth from ev'ry shore. 3. My soul, thy warm desires Indulge in all delight. Seize whatsoe'er thy fancy fires. Or ravishes thy sight. 4. Roll in the gilded car, The rural palace rear : There ev'ry gate and opening bar To charity and fear. 5. Bid luxury employ Her skill, thy taste to please. Call thy rich friends to share the joy. And swim in miith and ease. 02 150 6. To-day, in jocund lx)wls Drov.-n, drovvii forecasting^ thouohtr Tlic morrow leave to gloomy souls, Who dread they know not what. /. Thou fool ! thy soul this eve Stern summosc, Thou snawn of pride and discontent. 2. Go,, move the tempter to destroy Some Vv'orld of innocence again. Go, and another Abel find. To perish bv another Cain. 3. Or some hard hearted brethren mould- . A Joseph's favourite life to sell. Or some delicious vineyard eye, . And in a second Ahab dwell. 4. Yea, could the Son of God again Appear in servile form. below ; Inflame malevolence, once more To strike the crucifying blow. 151 Not blackest night, and brlghtesl noon, Are with each other more at strile, O Jesus, than the envious mind Is M'ith thv gospel and tliv life. 6. iVIay I too humble be for- pride, Too self contented to repine ; And too benevolent, to wish My neighbour's blessings less tlian mine. HYMN CXLI. Famibj Religion 1. FATHER of all, thy care v/e bless, AVhich crowns our families with peace ; I'rom thee they SDrinsi'. and bv thv hand, The v iave been, and are still sustained. 2. To God most v/orthy to be piTiis'd, Be our domestic ahars rais'd ; Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell With saints in their obscurest cell. 3, To thee may each united housc^ jVIorning, and night, present its vows : Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught tliy precepts, and thv grace. 4. O may each future age proclaim The honours of thy glorious name ; While pleas'd and thankful, mc remove, To join the family above. 152 HYMN CXLII. Marriage. 1. HAIL honour 'd wedlock ! sacred rite ! What bliss from thee derives ! The spring of true and pure dehght, And solace of our lives. 2. Condemri'd by none but sordid souls, Who scorn fair virtue's name, W^ho reason drown in midnight bowls, And glory in their shame. 3. Their lawless conduct we detest, And rise to nobler views : The chaste and temp 'rate are the blest, And hence their peace ensues. 4. In social blessings they shall share", Which form life's greatest good j And find this union sooth their care, If rightly understood. 5. Adam, by solitude distress'd. In Eden breath 'd a moan: And heav'n pronounc'd it was not best. For man to be alone. 6. Eve onward came, all Eden blooms, And nature's face looks gay, The garden yields its best perfumes, On Adam's bridal day. 16: /. Jesus — at Canif once renown'd, The sacred rite approv'd, And festal scene his presence crown'd, And ev'ry want remov'd. 8. Lord, grant diy blessing may attend The duties we perform : Thy servants, each, display the friend, And love their bosoms warm. HYMN CXLIII. Christ apprehended, 1. THE traitor comes, with ruffian crew, "Good master, hail," the traitor cries, Then gives the signal kiss ; anew The traitor calls, " hold fast your prize." 2. Whither ye rude, unhallow'd hands, My Lord, my Saviour, will ye bear ? O must the Prince of life these bands Of vilest ignominy wear. 3. He must : ev'n he, whose voice could bring His Father's legions down to earth ; Ten thousand thousiuid on the an ing, To guard his life, who sang his birth. 4. He must ; all rescue he declines : " Else oracles in vain fortel " Eternal Wisdom's great designs, " To save a guiltv wond from hell." 154 5. Behold, the willing victim g6esv As a meek lamb to slaughter led r What noble Ibrtitude he shews ! His looks how calm ! erect, his head ! 6. O Jesus, should thy cause require My blood, its heav'n-born truth to seal ;'. Me, in that trying day, inspire With thy divinely-glowing zeal. HYMN CXLIV. The Condemnation and Cruc'ifixion. 1. BOUND in a malefactor's chains, Malice his innocence arraigns ; Malice her venom'd spittle throws, Fierce malice deals her fiercest blows. 2. With crown of thorns his temples bleed, With cruel stripes his back is flea'd. JBehold the Ma?:—'' The Cross^" they call,- *' The Cross," and rend the judgment hall. 3. JFhat evil has he wrought ? " Away, " Barabbas save, this fellow slay." Bleeding and faint, he bears along His cross, amidst a hootirg throng.- 4. Inconstant throng ! the day before Heard your v.ide mouths Hosannahs roar ; *' Messiah^ Jijng,^' A\ith shoutings loud, You hail'd him. O inconstant crowd ! 155 5. ■Ingrates, where shall vour lame, vour blind. Your sick another healer find ? Whence shall another Jesus come, To guide you to his Father's home ? 6. Ah ! they have nail'd him to the tree, Between the sons of infamv. And now the scornful head they shake, And now th' insulting jest they break. 7. But oh ! what tongue his grief can tell, When on his soul that darkness fell? '' My God, my God and Father, why " By thee forsaken mu«5t I die ? 8. Flow, flow my tears, in torrents flow I My sins, O Jesus, wrought thy m-qc. JJelp my weak faith, and uidi thy pow'r Uphold mc in temptation's hour. HYMN CXLV. The Christian supported. 1. YES, there's a better world on high : Hope on diou pious hreast : Faint not, thou trav'llcr; on the sky Thy weary feet shall rest. 2. Anguish may rend each ^■ital part : Poor man! thy frame how iiail ! Yet heaven's own strength shall shield thy heart, When strength and flesh sliall fail. 156 3. Through death's dread vale of deepest shade Thy feet must surely go : Yet there, e'en there, walk undismay'd ; 'Tis thy last scene of woe. 4. Jesus, and with the tenderest hand, Shall guard the trav'ller through : *'Hail!" shalt thou cry, " hail promis'd land! "And, wilderness adieu." ( Jesus ! oh ! make our souls thy care ! Oh ! take us all to thee : Where'er thou art, we ask not where But there 'tis heav'n to be. HYMN CXLVI. The virtuous Contemplation of Mortality^ 1. ETERNAL God ! our years amount Scarce to a day in thy account ; Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night 2. ■• - Death, like an overflowing stream, Sv/eeps us away ; our life's a dream ; An empty tale ; a morning flow'r, Cut down and wither 'd in an hour. 3. By thy protecting arm upheld, How few have seventy years beheld; But if to eighty they arrive, They rather sigh and groan tlian live. 157 4. The shorter life ; the \viser he "Who consecrates it all to thee : Who life in virtue's course impro\-es. And trusts the God who virtue loves. HYMN CXLVII. Humility^ Tenderness and Sympathy, 1, THOU great and sacred Lord of all, Of life the only spring ; Of all on earth, and all in Heaven, The wise and righteous King. 2, Drive from the confines of my heart, All stubbornness and pride ; Nor let me in the dang'rous scenes, That sinners chuse, abide. 3. Whate'er' thine all-discerning eye Sees for thy crcatuie fit, I bless the good, and to the ill, Contentedly submit. 4. With humane pleasure may I view The prosperous and the great ; lU-temper'd envy may I fly, With odious self-conceit. 5. Nor brooding spleen, nor fell revenge, Be to my bosom known ; Tears may I find for other's woe, And patience for mv own. P 158 1 6. Feed me with necessary food, I ask not wealth or fame : But give me eyes to view thy works, A heart to praise thy name. 7. Serenely may my days move on, Without remorse or care ; And may I for the parting hour / In every hour prepare. HYMN CXLVIII. The universal Presence and Inspection of God. 1. MY heart, and all my ways, O God, By thee are search'd and seen ; My outward acts thine eye observes, My secret thoughts within. 2. Attendant on my steps all day, Thy providence I see, And in the solitude of night I'm present still with thee. 3. No spot the boundless realms of space Whence thou art absent knoAV : In heaven thou reign'st a glorious King. An awful Judge below. 4. Goodness, arid majesty, and power, Through all thy works are shown ; Richly display'd in nature's frame, And richly in my own. I 161 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine. Turn out his enemy, and thine ; Turn out that hateful monster, sin, And let the heavenly stranger in. 5. Yet know, nor of the terms complain : Where Jesus comes, he comes to reign ; To reign and ^\"ith no partial sway : E'en thoughts must die that disobey. 6. Sov 'reign of souls, thou Prince of peace ! O may thy gentle reign increase ! Throw wide the door, each AviUing mind, And be his empire — air mankind. HYMN CLVIII. A Moniing Hymn. 1. TO thee let my first oif 'rings rise. Whose sun creates the day ; Swift- as his gladd'ning influence flies, And spotless as his ray. 2. What numbers, with heart-piercing siglis, Have pass'd this tedious night ! What numbers too, have clos'd their eyes, No more to see the light. 3. Sound was my sleep, my dreams were gay How short such time review'd ! My night stole unperceiv'd away ; I'm like the day, renew'd. 168 ( \ 4. This clay thy fLtv'ring hand be nigh, So oft vouchsaf'd before ; Still may it lead, protect, supply, And I that hand adore. 5. If bliss thy providence impart, ^ For v.bich, resigned, I pray, ^ Give me to feel the grateful noirt, And v/ithout guilt be gay. 6. Affliction, should tliy love intend. As vice or folly's cure, Patient to gain that blessed end, May I the means endure. 7. If bright or cloudy scenes await ; Some virtue let me gain ; That Heaven, nor high, nor low estate Wlien sent, may send in vain. 8. Be tliis, and ev'ry future d^, Still wiser than tlie past.; That, from the whole of life's survey I may find peace at last. HYMN CLIX. A Birth Day. 1. SWIFT as the winged arrow flies, My time is hastening on : Quick as the lightning from ^^^ sjM^r My wasting moments run. 169 My follies past, O God, forgive, My ev'ry sin subdue : And teaeh me henceforth how to live, With glory in my view. 3. ^Twere l^etter I had not been bom, Than live without thy fear : For they are wretched and forlorn, Who have their portion here. 4. But, thanks to thine unbounded grace, That in my early youth, I have been taught to seek thy face, And know the way of truth. 5. Oh ! let thy Spirit lead me still, Along the happy road; , Conform me to thy holy will. My Father, and my God! 6. Another year of life is past : My heart to thee incline ; That if this year should be my last. It may be wholly thine. HYMN CLX.' ^rhe true JFay to please God. 1. WHEREWITH shall I approach the Lord. And bo^v before his throne ? What shall svv^eet peace of mind afford ? What for mv faults atone '? Q 70 )hall altars flame, and victims bleed And spicy fumes ascend ?• ^Vill these my earnest wish succeed, And make my God my friend ? 3. A^ith trembling hands, and bleeding heart, Shall I mine offspring slay ? kVill this atone for ill desert, And purge my guilt away ? 4. \las ! 'twere idle mockery all, Such victims bleed in vain ; ^Jo fatlings from the field or stall Such favour can obtain. 5. Well dost thou know what must delight, And what acceptance win : Repentance .rue, and heart upright, And life estrang'd from sm. 6. To God with humble reverence bow, And to his glory live ; To men their sacred rights allow, And proofs of kindness give. ^ 7. Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere God never will despise ; And cheerful duty he'll prefer To costly sacrifice. HYMN CLXr. Rejoice, O Young Man, etc. Eccl. 1. THY laughing joys, young man, pursue In all thy youth rejoice; 'Tis life's gay spring,, restraint adieu 1 Nor heed dull wisdom's voice. Repel each intermeddling fear ; Shall fear thy course restrain'? At danger laugh, remote or' near, And deem each terror vain. • 3. But know, thy Judge, with watchful eye Mai'ks every daring sin; Thy open crimes all naked lie, And all that lurks Avitliin. 4. Whatever diou hast in darkness done, To shun a public shame, ; ^ He will expose before the sun. And to the world proclaim. 5. O how wilt thou abide his frown^ Thy awful sentence bear? -,r * Let not the thought away be thrown, But stop thy mad career. 6. Renounce each dear and tempting vice, Thy loose associates fly ; Be serious, sober, chasic, and wiscj Aud viitue's pleasures trj .. 172 ■ 1^ rhat when thy righteous Judge shall come, In all his glories drest ; rhou may'st serenely wait thy doom, i he voice which hails thee blest HYMN CLXII. T/ie /For/da poor Exchange, 1. r_T OW eagerly do men persue' L X Each idle childish toy ; Lnd ventur* everlasting death To win a moment's joy. 2. feglected leave their nobler mind, Or all its whiteness stain ; ^nd angels' happiness resign, The bliss of brutes to gain. 3. "he pleasures that allure the sense Are dangerous to us all ; ^yeet at the first, how soon succeeds The bitterness of gall. 4. od is mine all-sufficient good, My portion and my choice ; I him my vast desires aie fill'd, And all my powers rejoice. 5. vain tlie world accosts my ear. And tempts my heart anew ; cannot buy your bliss so dear, Nor part with heaven for you. 173 HYMN CLXril. "^ The Changes of Life from God. 1. AS various as the moon Is man's estate below ; To his bright day of gladness soon Succeeds a night of woe. 2. The night of woe resigns Its darkness and its grief; Again the morn of comfort shines, And brings our souls relief. 3. Yet not to fickle chance Is man's condition giv'n : His bright and darker hours advance By the fix'd laws of Heaven. 4. God measures unto all Their lot of good and ill ; Nor this too great, nor that too small, All is a Father's will. 5. Let each conform his mind ^ To every changing state ; Rejoicing now, and now resign'd, And the great issue wait. HYMN CLXIV. The necessity and Blessedness of Heveiation. 1. WHO of liimsclf can find The error of his >vays ? Left t^. himself, with daring mind, From God and Heaven he stravs. 174 *^^ 2. The savage and the sage Ahke this truth proclaim ; And every nation, every age, Partakes the general shame. 3. Nor could our fallen race Recov'ry e'er have known. If God his better truth and grace In mercy had not sho^vn. ^. O welcome to my heart, This cure of human ill ! O God I thy presence still impart To work in me thy will. 5. A man, may I abhor Beneath the man to move : A Christian, may I higher soar. And answer all thy love. HYMN CLXV. Earth and Heaven. 1. SHORT is the. date prescrib'd to man, Nor are his joys sincere Affliction mourning, leads the van, And grief brings up the rear. 2., : Few peaceful moments intervene, , From childhood to the tomb; Or if brigbt spots should gild the scene, How black the following gloom 1 !l 175 3. Temptations spread their glitt'ring snares, Their potent charms we feel ! Surprizing, that a vale of tears Is so alluring, still. 4. But when the pangs of death are past, Superior Edens rise ; No fruit forbidden, tempts the taste, No serpent there decoys. 5. From pleasure's fountain ever full, The stream unsullied floMs, While Christ, my Hope, my Life, my All, Unrivall'd beauty shows. HYIMN CLXVI. The Inefficacf/ of Hymns without Devotion. 1. GREAT God ! what rich provision's made, To fit our souls for hcav'n ! How various are the means prepar'd ! How great the aid that's giv'n ! 2. Thy word in ev'ry part displays The wonders of thy grace : But in the gospel brightest shines Thy care for all our race. o O. Counsels, reproofs, and psalms, and hymns, With solemn sacred songs, To thy unbounded love we owe : To thee — the praise belongs. 176 4. But what are tuneful, sacred songs, Or what our measur'd lays : Unless thy Spirit warm our hearts, How flat — our hymns of praise ! 5. Then, gracious God, we humbly ask Assistance from above : Our passions shall, by music sooth'd, Be all attun'd to love — ! _^-#>«^ - '^'' •■i' I -'-•4^ "j^v!!5i.»S''a3I>C!* r^-#^ mm ?«?-■: .-% e--^ "&>?;.jfii