F 472 W341 cop. I 2 (0 2 hi m Q J < a: hi o N h Ll 5 > lU >■ < z i u (0 < u 5 o s I- z u z IWv?.'.^. Se ^ p s A i^^^a^l CAREFULLY SUITED 4» 4- 4» •^ 4» 4» 4» •^ 4* ^^ 4* 4» ^ 4» •Ij4» ^^^^^^ TO TH E CHRISTIAN WORSHIP IN T H E UNITED STATES of AMERICA, BEING 4. AN IMPROVEMENTOFTHE OLD VERSION OF THE PSALMS OF DAVID. * Allowed by the reverend Synod of New- * York and Philadelphia, to be ufed ip ^ Churches and private Families. All things written m the lanv of Mofes, and the prophets J ajid the pf alms y con- cerning ME, 7mijl he fulfilled. EL IZABE TH TO WN: jj 4 Printed by SHEPARD KOLLOCK. IS M.DCCXCI. =v::; ^a'4'4'4>4'4>4> 4'»4>4>4'4>4>y4"l>4>4'4>4'4>4' %}^^ I Philadelphia, May 'Xi.th, 1787. "IHE Synod of Nezv^Tork andPhi^ ]dde\phia did allow Dr, Watts's. Imi-^ 'atkn of David's Pfalms^ as revifedhy Mr, Barlow, to befung in the Churches ind Families under their care, £^tracied fro7n the records qf Synod, ly GEORGE DUFFIELD, D. D. Stated Clerk ofSymd. TOTHE READER. \ X T IS acknowledged by the beft judgrs of the facred text, that the book of psAL^^s,m its original dreis, is a collecflion of the ^ofl elevated and fublime compositions that are to be found in any language; andithastieen often lamented, that fb much of the pity, dignity, and poetic excellcBce of the oril^n- • al has been loft in all the attempts that i^avc been yet made,to give us a literal tranflation of it in ENGLISH VERSE. Many Chriftiatis Havc alfo wiflied to fee the fubftance of this f x-» cellent collection cloathed in language more adapted to the brighter difcoverie^ of the GOSPEL, and the ftate of the CHRUTiiAN worship; that they may be fung with Un- derftanding and devotion, and thereby con-* tribute to the elevation and improvement Ipf the CHRISTIAN TEMPER.-- — This has be^n happily executed by the learned and pioiis Dr; If^attSf and the Pfalms which he omifted have been fupplied by Mr. Barknv, nearl^ in the fame fpirit and ftyle, and all local rei ferences, which were found in Dr. Watts'j IMITATION, have been carefully altered, fa as to render the Compofition better adapter to the eircumftances of Chriftians in eyer^ country. . . j THE PSALMS ofDAVID IMITATED IN THE LANGUAGE OF THE NEW TESTAMENT. P S J L M I. Common Metre. The nvay 'andetidoftke righteous and the ivicked, I T> LESS'D is the man who (huns the place J3 where linners love to meet; • Who fears to tread their v/icked ways. And hates the fcofer's feat ; a Bat in the ftatutes of the Lord Has placd his chief dehght; By day he reads or hears the word And meditates by night. [3 He, like a plant of generous kind By living wateis fet, Safe from the ilorms and blafting wind, Ehjoys a peaceful ftate.J 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair. Shall his profeifion fbine; " While fruits of holinefs appear Like clufters on the vine. 5 Not fo th' impious and unjuft; What vain deftgns they form! Their hopes are blown away like dull. Or chaff, before the ftorm. 6 P ^ A L M L 6 Sinners in judgment fhall not fland Among the/bns of grace, WJien Chrift, the judge, at his right aand Appoints his faints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path tliey tread, His heart approves it well; Bat crooked ways of finners lead r.o^vn to the gates of heil. R S ji L M u Short Metre. The Saint happy^the S'wner 7}iiferaMe. ' X npHE man is ever blefs'd i Who ftiuns the finner's ways, Among their councils never (lands. Nor takes the fcorner's place, ft But makes the law of God His fludy and dehght, Amidft the labors of the day. And watches of the night; 3 He like a tr^e fiiall thrive. With waters near the root; Freili as the leaf his name fhall live. His works are heav'nly fruits* X Not fo th' ungodly race. They no fuch bieffings find: Their hopes fhall flee like empty chaff ' Before the driving wind. % How will they bear to fland Before th.it judgment-feat, V/j>ere all the faints at Chnll's right hand in full afiembJy meet? i He knows, and he approves, The way the rigineous go; ^■^J %"*^';r' ^^^ ^"^^^ works, fliall meet A dreaduu oysrihrow. PSALM II. ^ P S A L M 1. Long Metre. The dlffirence betiijeen tke righteous and the nuicked. I TTAPPY the man, whofe cautious feet X J. Shun tiS€ broad way that finners go, Vv^ho hates the place where Atheilts meet. And fears to talk as fcoffers do. % He loves t' employ his morning light Amongft the ft atutes of the Lord : And fpends the wakeful hours of night With pieafure, pond'ring o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle ilreams, Shall flourifn in immortal green ; And Heav'n will fhine. with kindefl beams On ey'ry work lis hands begin. 4 But fmners find their counfels crofs'd; As chaff before the tempeft flies, So fliali their hopes be blown and loft, When the laft trumpet fhakes the Ikies. 5 In vain the rebel feeks to ftand In judgment with the pious race; The dreadful judge, withftern command. Divides him to a diif'rent place. 6 ** Strait is the way my faints have trode, " I blefs'd the path, and drew it plain, " But you would choofe the crooked road; ** And down it leads to endlefs pain." » P S A L M %. Short Metre, Tranflated according to the divine pattern, Ads iv. Z4, i^c, Chriji dywgy rijing, interceding^ and reigning* [i IV/fAKER and fov' reign Lord IVX Of heav'n, and eanh, and feas, TJiy providence confirms thy word^ And anfwers thy decrees. ^ J* S A L M ir. a The things fo long foretold By David, are fulfill 'd, When Jews and Gentiles join to flav Jelus, thine holy child.] 3 Why did the Gentiles rage, « "^"^J^ws with one accord, iiend all their counfels to deftroy Th' anointed of the Lord? 4 Rulers and kings agree, To form a vain defign; Againll the Lord their powers unite. Againft his Chrift they join. 5 The Lord derides their rage. And will fupport his throne; He that hath raisM him from the dead Hath own'd him for his Son. 6 Now he's afeended high. To rule the fubjed earth; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heavenly birth. 7 Beneath, his fov'reign fway _ The Gentile nations bend; Far as the world's remoteft bounds His kingdom fhall extend. S The nations that rebel Muft fed his iron rod; He'll vindicate thofe honors well Which he receiv'd from God. C9 Be wife, ye rulers, now. And worfliip at his throne; ' With trembling joy, ye people, bow To God's exalted Sort. 10 If once his wrath arife. Ye perifh on the place: Then blefTed is the foul that flics Fof refuge to his grace.] PSALM II. 9 P S A L M %, Coraraoa Metre. I "^TJHY did the nations join to flay W The Lord's anoiDted Son? Why did tiiey caft his laws away. And tread his gofpel down ? a The Lord, that (its above the (kfes. Derides theii rage below, ^ He fpeaks with vengeance in his eyes, Afid ilrikes their ipirits through. 3 * I call him my eternal Son, " And raife him from the dead; « I make my holy hill his throne, " And wide his kingdom fpread. 4 " Aik me, my Son, and then enjoy " The outnioft heathen lands ; « Thy rod of iron (hall dcilroy " The rebel that withftands." 5 Be wife, ye rulers of the earth. Obey th' anointed Lord ; Adore the king of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word. 6 With humble love addrefs his throne; For if he frown ye die; - Thofe are fecure, and thofe aloae, Who on his grace rely. PSALM a. Long Metre. Chriji's death, refurreaion, and afoenfwn, X TTT HY did the Jews proclaim their rage? W TheRoraans why their fwords employ Againft the Lord? their powers engage His dear Anointed to deftroy? ^^ PSALM II, 2 " Come, iet us Ireak his bands, they fay: This man iliali never give us laws -'' And th.us they call: his yoke away. And nail'd the monarch to the crofg. 3 Bat Go<^ who high in glory reigns, w ^ffP'^'-^ at their pride, their rage controuls ; Me'iJ ^mitc theiiLbeart with inward pains, ^^ And fp^ak m uiunder to their fouis. 4 * I^wiii maintain the King I iDade ^^ ^* On Zion's everlafting hiJ], My hand ihaJI hring him from the dead, _ rind he fhail Hand your Sov'reign iliii." Is His v/ond'rous nfing from the earth Makes his cicrnai Godhei^d known ; ^?f ,^?!''^^^^'^'^^'"es hisheav'rJy birth; ^^ i his day have I begot my Son. 6 'M-^-J^nd, ray Son, on my right hand, „ ' ^^e^£ t^^o" i^^aic afk and i beflow /, n^ outjnoJl hodnds of heathen lands ; Toinee th^n iupphant tribesfhali bow."! 7 But nations tJ^at re(ri> his grace Shall f-ilj heneatli his lifted >-od ; His arm (hall cruih th' i^mpions race That dare provoke th^ avenging God. S Now v« that fit on earthly th^rones, Be wile, a^yct lervc the Lord, the Lamb; JNow to his feet fub-nit your crowns, licjoice and trenible at his name. 9 With humble love addrefs the Son, Lcii lie graw angry, and ye dlei Hi; wrath will burn to worlds unknown, His love gives hfc above the Iky, 0b His f}:(.>rms')7ial] quell the ilubborn foe, And Hnk his honors in the duft : Happy the fouls their God that know. And make Ij^- grace their* only trt^it. v PSALM III. ir P S A L M 2' Common Metre. Doubts andfiarsfupprejed; or, God our defence from Sin and Satan. I TVyfY God, how many are my fears! IVX How faft my foes encreafe ! Confpiring my eternal death, They break my prefent peac|. % The lying tempter would perfuade There's no rehef in Heav'n, And all my growing fins appear Too great to be forgiv'n. 3 But thou, my glory, and my llrength, Shalt on the tempter tread, Shalt filence all ray threat'ning guiltj^ And raife my drooping head. r4 I cry'd, and from his holy hill He bow'd a lift'ning ear; I caird, my Father, and my God, And he fubdued my fear. 5 He fhed foft {lumbers on mine eyes, In fpite of all my foes ; I woke, and wonder d at the 'grace That guarded my repofe.] 6 What though the hofls of Death and Hell, All arm'd, againfc me ftood; Terrors no more fliall fnake my foul: My refuge is my God. 7 Arife, O Lord, fal'til thy grace, While 1 thy ^ory fmg: My God has broke the ferpent's teeth, And Death has lofl his fting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can fave: Bleffings attend thy people here, And. reach beyond the grave.. J^ PSALM IV. PSALM z. ver.1,2,3,4,5,8. LongMetre. A morning pfatm, I O ^^^^» ^°w many are my foes V^ In this weak ftate of Uefh and blood ^ My peace they daily difcompofe, But my defence and hope is God. % Tir'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry: Thou heard 'it when I began to pray. And thine almighty heJp was nigh. Z Supf)orted by thine heavenly aid, I laid me dawn, and flept fecure; Not death fhould make my heart afraid. Though I fhould wake and rife no mire. 4 But God fuftainM me all the night- Sah^ation doth to God belong- ' He raisM my head to fee the light, And makes his praife my morning fong. PSALM, ver.1,,,3,^,6,7. LongMetre. ^^anngofprayen or, God our portion, and Chrijt our hope. ^ O 2^^ of grace and righteoufnefs, Th ua ^¥ ^^^^"^ '^^^" J complaiJ, Thou haft enlarged me in diftrefs, " iiow down a gracious ear again* « Ye fons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into fliamei How long will fcoffers love to lie. And dare reproach my Saviour's name? Z Know that the Lord divides his faints From all the tribes of men befide: He hears and pities their complaints. For the dear falie of Chrift that died. PSALM IV. ij 4 When our obedient hands have done A thoufand works of righieoufnels. We put our truft in God alone, And glory in his pardoning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many fay, " Who willbeftow feme earthly good?' But, Lord, thy light and love we pray; Our fouls defire this heav'nly food. 6 Then (hall my chearful pow'rs rejoice At grace divine, and love fo great, ICor will I change my happy choice For all their wealth and boafted Hate. PSALM A' ver. 3, 4, 5, 8. Common Metre. An evening pjcilm, I T ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray; J-^ I am for ever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to fin. 3 And while 1 reft ray weary head. From cares and bus'nefs free, 'Tis fweet converfion on my bed With my own heart and thee* 3 ^ pay this ev'ning facrifice; And when my work is done. Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos 'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to fleep; Thy hand in fafety keeps my days, And will my (lumbeis keep. U P S A L . M V. P S ^'L M S' Common Metre. For the Lord's day morning. X T ORD, in the morning thou (halt hear J^^ My voice afcending high; To thee will I diredl ray pray'r, To thee lift up mine eye. %^ Up to the hills where Chrift has gone To plead for all his faints, - Prefeming at his Father's throne Our fongs and our complaints. ^ 3 Thou art a God, before whofe fight _ The wicked fhall not fland; Sinneiis fiiall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy. houfe will I refort, To tafte thy mercies there; J will frequent thine holy court, And worfnip in thy fear. ^ O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteoufnefs ! Make every path of duty flraight. And plain before my face. PAUSE. 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet Ttilray; They ilatter with a bafe del^gn, ToTnake my foul their prey.- 7 Lord, crufli the ferpent in the duft, And all his plots dellroy; While thcfe that in thy mercy trufl, For ever ihout for joy. 8 The men that love and fear thy name, Shall fee their hopes fulfill'd : 7 he mighty Qcd will compali thenx \vith favor as a (hieU. P S A L M VI. ' 15 P S A L M C. Common Metre. Complamt inficknefs; or, Difeafes healed. I TN anger, Lord, do not ch-afdfe, 1 Withdraw the dreadful florm, Nor let thine awful wrath arife Again ft a feeble worm. 0. My foul bov/'d down with heavy cares, ivly flefli with pain jDpprefs'd, My ccuch is witnefs to my tears, 'My tears forbid ray reft. 3 Sorrow and grief wear out my days: I waft^ the night with cnes. And count the minutes as they pais, Tiii the dow moining rile. 4 Shall I be ftill tormented more? My eyes confum'd with gner? How long, ray God, how long, beiore Thine hand affords relief? 5 H/-hears his mrurning children fpeak. He pities all our groans, ^ He faves us fu" his mercy's i-AV^t^ ' And heals oar broken bones. i, The virtue of his fov'reign word Reilores Qur fainting breath ; ^ ^ For illent graves praiie not the Loro^ Nor is he known in death. ' P S A L M 6. Long Metre. Te?72ptat'wns in Jlcknefs cv^rsome,, iT Oi«), lean, fuffer thy rebukes, ^ -L^ When thou with kin'dnefs doth chafufej But thy nerce wrath i cannot bear, p 1st it not againft me rife i i«5 PSALM VU. a Pity my Ianguift)ing eftate, * A nd eafe the forrow s that I fee). The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentJer touches heall 3 See how in fighs I pafs my days, ^^-^"^ wafte in groans the weary night: My bed is water'd with my tears; My grief confumes and dims my fight. 4 Look how the pow'rs of nature mourn! How long, ahuighty God, how Jong? When fhall thine hour of grace return ? When fhall I make thy grace my fong> 5 I feel my flefh fo near the grave, My thoughts are tempted to defpair; But graves can never praife the Lord, For ali IS dwft and filence there. 6 Depart, ye tempters, from my foul. And all defpairing thoughts depart; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will eafe my fle/li, and chear my heart. P S A L M T, Common Metre. God's c^re of his people, and* pumjhment of perjecutors. I TV ZfY truft is in my heaV'nIy friend, lyx My hope in thee, my God: Rife, and my helplefs life defe^id From thofe that feek my blood. » With infolence and fury they My foul in pieces tear, < As hungry lions rend the prey When no deliverer's near. 3 If e'er my pride provok'd them firff. Or once abus*d my foe. Then let them tread my \ik to duft. And lay my hoaor low. PSALM VIII. 17 4 If there be malice found in me, 1 know thy piercing eyes; I (hould r\(r: dare appeal to thee. Nor afk my God to rife. 5 Arife my God, Hft up thy hand, Their pride and power controul; Awake to judgment, and eommand DeUv'rance for my foul. PAUSE. t6 Let finners, and their wicked rage. Be humbled to the duft; Shall not the God of truth engage * To vindicate the juft? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright: His (harpefLarrows he ordains Againfl the fons of fpight. 8 Though leagu'd in guilt, their malice fpread A fnare before rqy way, Their m.ifchicfs on their impious head His vengeance fhall repay.] 9 That cruel perfecuting race Mull feel his dreadful fword: Awake, my foul, and praife the grace xlild juftiee of the Lord. P S A L M %. Short Metre. God' s fov£reig?ity and goodnefs, and man's dami'- nion over tke creatures, I f^ LORD, our heav'nly king, \j Thy name is all divine ; Thy glorias round the earth are fpread. And o'er the heav'ns they ftiine. '^ P S A I, M VIII. « When to thy works on high Y5:"e niy wondVing eyes. And fee the moon, complete iiv light. Adornthedarkfome fides: 3 When I furvey the ftars, _ And alJ their fliining forms, Lord what is man, that worthlefs thing, A-kin to duft and worms > 4 Lord, what is worthlefs man, 1 hat thou fliould'it love him fo ? And Lord of aJJ below. ^ "^^'"f •l^^fo^'s crown his head, A 3 u-'5 ^'f^'' ^^^^ ^'^^e-s. obey, ' A °.''i^^ '^^^ ^"^ ^^^ ^i'" ^^ith wings, And fifh that cleave the fea. 6 Hov/ rich thy bounties are! ^^"'^^^^o"d'rous are thy ways: ut dult and worms thy power can frame A monument of praife. L7 f'rom mouths of feeble babes And fucklmgs thou canft draw 7^i S^ honors to thy name. And ftrike the world with awe. 8 O Lord, our heav'nly king, Ihynameis all divine: Thy glories round the earth is fpread, And o er the heav'ns they fliine.] J^ S J L M B. Common Metre. Chri[l'scondefce?ifto?i and' glorification; or, God 7nade ?nan. ^ O ^^?P' o"''Lorfl» how wond'rous great V/ Is thme exalted name? The glories of thyheav'nly ftate X^et men and babes proclaim, PSALM VIII. 19 a When I behold thy works on high, The moon that roles the night. And feuiing ftars that grace the jl<:y, Thofe moving "worlds cfhght J" 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells fo far below, That thou fnould'ft vifit him with grace. And loTe his nature fo,^ 4 That thkie eternal Son fliouid bear To take a mortal form. Made lower than his angels are. To fave a dying wi^-n. [5 Yet while he IIvM on earth unknown^ And m.en would not adore. Behold obedient nature own His godhead and his pow'r. 6 The waves lay fpread beneath his feet. And filTi, at Kis command. Bring: their large ihoals to Peter's net. Bring tribute to his hand. 7 Thefe lefier glories of the Son Shone through the fieflily cloudy Now we behold him on bis throne, And men confefs him God. j 8 Let him with majefty be crown'd. Who bow 'd bis head to deathj And his etern;.! hciicrs found, From all things that have breath. o Jefus, our Lord, how ^^'^nd'rous great Is thine exalted name 1 The glories oF thy heavenly ilate IjQt the whole earth proclaim. to PSALM Vllt. P S A L M S. ver. i, a. paraphrafed. . Krftpart. Long Metre. T/3e hfamja of the ehildren; or. Infants praif ing God, • I A LMIGHTY ruler of the /kles, 7 J Jl^ro'^he wide earth thy name isfpread. And thme eternal glories rile O'er all the heavens thy hands have made* a To thee the voices of the young Their founding notes of honor raife; And babes with anioftruaed tongue. Declare the v/onders of thy praife. i Thy power aflifts their tender age To bnng proud rebels to the ground. To ftiU the bold bla^henier's rage. And ail their policies confound. 4 Children amidft thy temple throng To fee their great Redeemer's See; The Son of David is their fong, And loud holannas fill th.e place. 5 The frowning fcribes and aagry priefls In vam their JraDJous cabals bring; Revenge fits B^m in their breafts, While JewiA babes proclaim their king. PSALM 8. ver. 3. isjc, paraphrafed. Second part. I^ng Metre. ^dama7idChnflfordsoftheo!dandneivcrcatlon, ' T ^f^P^'^^.^f w^'S man when made at firft, ^ Adam the offspring of the duff, That thou ihpuldM fet him and his race, iiut juft below an angd's place P S A L M IX. aJ a That thou ftiould^ft raife his nature fo, And make him lord of all below. Make every beaft and bird fubimt, And lay the fiflies at his feet. , But O! what brighter glories wait To crown the fecond Adam's iiate! V/hat honors fhall thy fon adorn. Who condefcended to be bora? 4 See him below his angels made; ^ Behold him numbei;M with the oead, To fave a ruin'd world from Co: But he fhall reign with pow'r diTine, ? The world to come, redeera'd from all The miseries that attend the fail, ^ New-made and glorious, Ihall fubmit At our exalted Saviour's feet. P S J L M g. Firft part. Common Metre, li^mth and mercy from thejud^meni-feai. J -r T T ITH ray whole heart I'll raife my fong, VV Thy wonders rll proclaim; Then fov'reign Judge cl right and wrong Wilt put thy foes to iliame. % I'll fmg thv majefty and gr-^ce; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteoufoeri. And make his vengeance known, 3 Then fbali the Lord a refuge prove Tor all the poor opprefsd; To five the people of his love, And give the weary reft. 4 The m^n that know thy name will truft - IM thv abundant grace: For thou haft ne'er iorfook the Juft, Who hunjbly fs^ek thy face. ^^ P;S A L M IX. ^ ^'"^W^if^' f,° '^' Hghteous Lord, Who executes his threat'ninR word ^ ^^'iiofe works his grace fuffii. PSALM 9. ver. 12. Se-cond part. Common Metre, ^ rhe ^ifdo?n and equity' of Provideme, yv Shall once enquire for blood, ' ' The humble fouls that mourn in dull Shall find a faithful God. % He from the dreadful gates of death Does his own children raife- In Zion's gates, with cheerful breath They fing their Father's praife. ' 3 His foes fhall fall, with heedlefs ittt Into the pit they made; ' And finners perifh in the net That their own hands have fpread. 4 Thus, by thy judgment, mighty *God, Are thy deep counfels known; When men of mifchief are deftroy'd In fnares that were their own^ PAUSE. 5 The wicked (hall fink down to heli; Thy wrath devour the lands, That dare forget thee, or rebel AgaiTifl thy known commands. 5 Though faints to fore diftrefs are brought- And wait and long complain, Their cries rtiall never be forgot, Nor (hall their hopes be vain. P S A L M X. 23 I 7 Rife? great Redeemer, from th-^feat, To judge and fave the poor; *■ Let nr^tions tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. g Thy thunder fhall affright the proud. And put their hearts to pain, Make them confefs that thou art God, And they but feeble men.] P S A L M 10. Common Metre. Prayer heard, and famfs favei; or, Pride ^ a-^ theifm and opprejjion pimtped. For a humiliation day. I XlT^^ ^°^^ ^^^ ■'"^^^ depart fo far, W And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep diftrefs ? a Lord, ihall the wicked ftill deride Thy j uO;ice and thy laws ? ^ Shall they advance their heads m pnde. And flight the righteous caufe. 5 They call thy judgments from their fight, ».And then infult the poor: ^ They boaft in their exalted height, That they (hall fall no more. 4 Arifc, O God, lift up thine hand. Attend our humble cry; No enemv dial! dare to ftand When God afcends on high. PAUSE. 5 Why do the men of mahce rage. And fay, with fooliih pride, « The God of heav'n willne'er engage « Tty^glitou Zion's fide.''. 34 PSALM xr. 6 But thou for ever an our Lord, And povv'rful is thine hand, As when the heathens felt thyfword, , And perilh'd from thy land. 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray. And caufe thine ear to hear; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy faints from fear, 8 Proud tyrants fhall no more opprefs, No more defpife the juft; And mighty finners /hall confefs They are but earth and duft. P S A L M 11, Long Metre, God loves the righteous, ar^d hates the nuhhd. 1 TV/fY refuge is the God of love, iVJ. Why do my foes infult and cry, " Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove. To diftant woods or mountains fly.*' 2 If government be once deftroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make jufticc void, ' Where fhall the righteous feek redrefs? 3 The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne," His eyes furveys the world below; To him all mortal things are known, His eye*lids fearch our fpirits through. 4 If he afflifls his faints fo flir, (To prove their love, and try their gracCj, What may the bold tranfgreflors fear ? ^is foul abhors their wicked ways. 5 On impious wretches he fhall rain Sulphureous flames of wafting death, Such as he kindled on the plain Of Sodom, with his angry breatli. PSALM XII. 2s 6 The righteous Lord loves righteous fouls. Whole thoughts and actions are fincere And \V! ,h a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. P S A L M 12. Long Metre. The famts Safety and hope in evil times; or^fj-s 4?f the tongue complained of— viz. blafpkany, falfehco-i, '^c. X A LMIGHTY God, appear and favel I\. For vice and vanity prevail: The godly perilh in the grave — The juft depart — the faithful fail. 4 The whole difcourfe, when crouds are met. Is fill 'd with triiies loofe and vain; Their lips are flatt'"ry and deceit. And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound, • Shall not maintain their triumph long: The God of vengeance will confound The flattering and blafpheming tongue. 4 Yet fliall our words be free, thqy cry; " Our tongues fnall be controul'd by nonet " Where is the Lord, v/ill Jifli us why? " Or fay, our lips are not our own? 5 The Lord, who fees the poor opprefs'd. And hears th' oppre/Tor's haughty ftrain. Will rife to give his children reft, Nor fhali they truft his word in vain. 6 Thy word, O Lord, though often try'd, Void of deceit (hall iti'l apper-; Not fiiver, fev'n times purifv'd From drofs and mixture, fhihes fo clear. - A3 ■ 26 PSALM Xlt. 6 Thy grace fhall in the darkefl hour Defend from danger and furprife^ Though, when the vileft men have power^ On ev'ry fide oppre&rs rife. P S J L M 12* Common Metre. Comprint of a general corrupt io?i of ?77anners} or, the promife andfigns of ChrijVs coming tt judgment. '1 TJELPj Lord, for men of virtue fail, JLI. Rehgion lofes ground; The fons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. a Their oaths and promifes they breaks Yet ad the flatt'rer's part; With fair deceitful lips they fpeak, And with a double heart. 5 If we reprove fome hateful lie, .. They fcorn our faithful word; " Are not our lips our own, they cry-^ " And V\^ho fhall be our Lord?'' 4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry«fide, Where a vile race of men Is rais'd to feats of pow'r and pride, ^ And bears the fword in vain. PAUSE. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound. And blafphemy grows bold. When faith is rarely to be founds And love is waxing cold; • 6 Is not thy c^.ariot haft'nin-g on? Haft thou, not given the fign ; May we not trufl and live upoH • Apromifefo divine? PSALM XIII. 27 y ^'^ Yes, faith the Lord, now will I rife, " Arid make th' oppreflbrs flee; "I fliall appear to their furprife, " And fet my fervants free. ^ Thy word, hke filver fev'n times try'd. Through ages (hall endure; ■ The men that in thy truth confide Shall find thy promife fure. PSALM 13. Common Metre. Co?npWmt under the temptation of the devil X TTOW long wilt thou coneeal thy face? ^ Jrl My God, how long delay? When fliall I feel thofe heav'nly rays That chafe my fears away? ;^ 2 How long'fhali my poor laboring foul Wreftle and toil in vain ? ^ Thy word can all my foes controul, And eafe my raglog pain . S See how the prince of darknefs tries All his malicious arts; He fpreads a miit around my eyes, And throughs his fiery darts. ^ 4 Be thou my fun, and thou my fl'iield, Myfoaiinfafetykeep; ^ Make hafte, before mine eyes are leai u In death's eternal Heep. 5 How would the tempter boall aloiid Should 1 become his preyl Behold the fbns of hell grow proud To fee thy long delay. 6 But they fhall fiy at thv rebuke. And Satan hide his head ; Ee knows the terrors of thy look,. And hears thy voice with drea4 «8 PSALM XIV. 7 Thou wilt difplay that fovVeign grace Whence all my comforts fpring: I ihaJl employ my lips in praife, And thy falvation fing. PSALM 14. Firft part. Common Metre. By nature all men arefmners. ' F^'^T.?' '"n'^'^i- • '^r^' ^^^^eve a«d fay,, «^, ^hat all religion's vain; / There is no God that reigns on high, Or minds th' affairs of men." 7. From thoughts fo dreadful and profane U)rrupt difcourfe proceeds, And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from his Celeftial throne, rr^c A ^^^'^ ^" things below, To find the man that fought his grace, Or did his juftice know. 4 By nature all are gone aftray. Their praaice all ilie fame ; Thert's none that fears his Maker's hand, There's none that loves his name. ^Their tongues are us'd to fpeak deceit, 1 heir llanders never ceafe; How fwift to mifchief are their feet! Nor know the paths of peace. 6 Such feeds of fin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found; ?^M^" ^hey bear diviner fruit. Till grace refine the ground. PSALM 14. Second part. Common Metre. The folly of perfectitoru 1 A RE finners now fo fenfelefs grown ■l ^ That they the faints devour? PSALM XV. ft9 And never worfhip at thy throne. Nor fear thine awful pow'r.^ s Great God, appear to their furprifej Reveal thy dreadful name; Let them no more thy wrath defpife, l^or turn our hope to fhame. 3 Dofl thou not dwell among the juft? And yet our foes deride, That we (hould make thy name our trull Great God, confound their pride. 4 O that the joyful day were come To finifh our diftrefsl When God fhall bring his children home Our fongs (hall never ceafe. PSALM 15. GoHimon Metre. GharfMers of a faints or a citizen ofZion; or-^' The qualifications of a Chrijiian^ I TXrHO {hall inhabit in thy hill, VV oGodofholinefsf Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? a The man that walks in pious ways^ And works with righteous hands? That trulls his Maker s promised grace, And follows his commands. 3 He fpeaks the meaning of his hearty Ts'or flanders with his tongue: Will fcarce believe an ill report^ Nor do his neighbor wrong. 4 The weal i y (inner he contemns. Loves all that tear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he fv^ears.. Still he performs his word, A 4 . 3.i^ PSALM XV. His hands dffdain a goldch bribe. And never wrong the poor: Ana iind his ]>eav'n lecure. ' ^ ^ ^ L M 15. Long Metre. 'lieligton cmdjufiice, goodnefs ami truth; or, .y,,-- I \"yHO fhall afcend thy heav'nly nla^e, ■ Great God and dwell before thy flic-i* Tiie njan that minds religion now. And humbly walks with God below. ? ^^(^ j^^dsj^emirej whoi^ hearr is clean; Whofe hpsftil fpeakthe tbingthey mean ; ' JNo lianders dwell upon his tongue; ■ He hates to do his neighbor wrong, S^Z Scarce will he trufl: an ill report, Or vent it to his neighbor's hurt.' Sinner? of ftate he can defpi'fe, But faints ar€lionor'd in his eyes J £4 Firm to his word he ever flood, And always makes his promife good- Nor dares to change the thing he fwears, ' Whatever pain or lofs he bears «.] £5 He never deids in hribing gold; And mourns that juftice fhould be fold: While o;hers fcorn and wrong the poor, Sweet Charity attends his d-CLr.] ^ He loves his enemies:, and prays For thofe that curfe him to his face; And doth to ^W men flill the fame That he would Ixope or wiili from them. * p S A- L M XVI. 3^ 7 Yet, when his holieft works are done, His Ibui depends on p;race alone: This is the man thy face Dial! fee, ' And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. Jp S ^4 L M ify- Firft part. Long Metre. Confejfhn of our poverty ; and faifits^ the heji company^ or, good ivorks profit men not God. I "PRESERVE me, Lord, in time^of need,, i ' For fuccour to thy throne I {\tt. But have no merits there to plead; My goodnefs cannot reach to thes. 1 Oft have my heart and tongue confefs'd Kow empty and how poor I am : My praife can nevfer make thee bltis'd, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy faints on earth may leap Some protTt%r the good we do; Thefe are the company I keep, Thefe are the choicefc friends I know. 4 Let others chufe the fon's of rairth To give a reUfh to their wine, I love the men of he?iv'nly birth, Whofe thoughts and language are divin?. P S A L M i6. Second part. Long Metre, Ch-ijTs allfufficiency. i*TTOW fait their guilt and forrows rife, !l\ Who hafte to ieek fome id©l'-god' I will not tafte their facrif:£e. Their ofr'riags of forbidden bleed. a My God provides a richer cup. And nobler food to live upon, He, for my life, has ofFer'd up Jefusj his btil beloved Son/ 31 PSALM XVI. 3 His love rs my perpetual feaft; By day his counfels guide me right: And be his name for ever blefs'd Who gives me fwect advice by night. 4 I fet him Ml before mine eyes; At my right hand he ftands prepar'd To keep my foul from all furprife. And be my everlafting guard. PSALM 1 6. Third part. Long Metre. Courage in dealhf and hope of the rcfiirreaion, * 'W^^^.^ ^°^ ^^ "'g^' "^y ^^"h is ilrong, '' ▼ His arm is my almighty prop : Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue. My dying flelh fhall reft in hope. a Though in the duft I lay my head, - Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My foul for ever with the dead, Nor lofe thy children in the grave. 3 My flefh fliall thy firft call obey, Shake off the duft, and rife on high; Then Ihalt thou lead the wond'rous way Up to the throne above the flcy. 4 There ftreams of endlefs pJeafure flow; And full difcoveries of thy grac€ (Which we but tafted here below) Spread heav'nlyjoys through all the place P S A L M i6, Firft part. Common Metre. Support and eounjelfrom God 'without merit. 1 CAVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe; O In thee my traft I place. Though all the good that I can do Can ne'er deferve thy graces PSALM XVT; 3J % Vet if my God prolong my breath. The faints may ftill rejoice, The lairits, the glory of the earthy The people of my ehoice; 3 Let heathens to their idols hafte^ And worihip wood or ftonej But my delightful lot is caft Where the true Gvd is known; 4 His hand provides my conftant food> He fills my daily cup; Much am I pleas 'd with prefent good^ But more rejoice in hope* 5 God is my portion and my joy; His counfels are my light: He gives me fweet advice by day> And gentle hints by night; 6 My foul would all her thoughts approve To his ail-feeing eye; Not death nor hell my hope mall move While fuch a friend is nigh. PSJL M 1 6. Second part. Cortimtm MetrCo The death and refurreaion of Chrifi. SET the Lord before ray face, _ " He bears my courage up; . " My heart, my tongue, their joys expreisi " My fleih flvall reft in hope. " My fpirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave " Where fouls departed are; ** Nor quit my body to the grave " To fee corruption there. , " Thou wilt reveal the path of life-, " And raife me to thy throne> ** Thy courts immortal pieafure give, " i hV prefence joys unknown*** "I 34 PSALM XVn. C4 Thus in the name of Chrift the Lord, ^ The holy David fung, And Providence fulfils the word Df his prophetic tongue. 5 Jefus, whom every faint adores, Was crucifyM and flain; Behold the tomb its prey reftores— ^ Behold he lives again. 6 When fhall my feet arift and ftand On heav'n^s eternal hills? There fits the Son at God's right hand, And thpre the Father fmiles.] PSALM i-j. ver. 13, ^c. Short Metre. ^ foKthn of faints aftdfinners; or, Hope ancidsf^. pair m death. 1 A RISE, my gracious God, ;^^, And make the wicked flee; They ^re but thy chaflifing rod To drive thy faints to thee. * Behold the finner dies, ^ His haughty words are vain j . Here in this life his pleafure lies^ , And all beyond is pain. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boafl of all his (lore; The Lord is my inheritance. My foul can wifh no more. 4 I fiiall behold the face Ofmy forgiving God; And ftand complete in righteoufnefs. ■^vafli'd in my Saviour's Wood, PSALM XVII . There's a new heav'n begun * When I awake from death, Dreftin the iilcenefs of thy Son, And draw imiiiortai breath. PSALM 17. Long Metre, 'Th- fanner's portion and faint's hope; or. The heaven of feper ate fouls, and the rejurrealon, t T ORD, 1 am thine; but thou wilt prove l_j Mv taith, my patience, and my iove; When men of Ipite agamft me jom^,^ They are the fword, the hana is tkme. a Their hope and portion he below; 'Ti'^ all the happmefs they know, ^Ti" all they feek— they take their fharefs - And leave the reft among their heirs. - What finners value, 1 refign; " Lord, 'tis enough tnatthoAi art mine^ I lliall behold thy bhfsfal face. And ftand complete m nghteoufneis. A -T^his hfe's a dream, an empty fhov^^; ■ Butthe bright world, to which 1 go, Hath jeysfubftantial and hncere; When aiall I wake and find me there? i O glorious hour! O bleft abode! ^ 1 {hail be near, and like my God; And flefh and fin no more controui The facred pleafures of the foui. 6 Mv ileSi (hall (lumber in the giourid, Till the laft trumpet's joyml iound; Then borft the chains with feet furpm^ And in ray Saviour's mxage rue. 3» l- S A 1. M XVIII, PSALM 1$. ver. 1—9, 15—18. Firft part. Long Metre. Deliverancefrom defpair; or. Temptation over- C67ne. ■i nPHEE will I love, O Lord, my ftrencrth X My rock, r^iy toxv^, my high defence; Thy mighty arm fhall be my trufi. For I have found falvation thence., '2, Death and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their difmal fiiade. While floods of high temptation rofe, Arid made my finking foul afraid. 3 I fav/ the opening gates of hell With endiefs pains and forrows there, (Which none but they that itd can tell) While I was hurried to defpair. 4 In my diftrefs I call'd my God, When I could fcarcc believe him mine ; He bowM his ear to m^ complaint; And prov'd his faving grace divine, [5 With fpeed he flew to my relief. As on a cherub's wing he rode; Awful, and bright as Jight'ning />ione The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, Tljie blall of his almighty breaths iHe fent falvation from on high. And drew me from the deeps of death.] 7 Gre^t were my fears, my foes were great, Muchwastheirftrength,andmoretheirrage5 Bat Chrift, my Lord, is conqu'ror ftill In all the wars the pro ad can wage. 1? S A L M XVIIT. -ii 8 Mv fong for ever (hall record That terrible, tliat joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Di\t to his mercy and his power. PSALM 18. ver. 20— 25.' Long Metre. Second parr. Sincerity proved and rs'Ooardsd. t T ORD, thou haft feen my fonl fincere, jL< Haft made thy truth and idve appear^ Before naine eye I let thy lawsj And thou haft own 'd ray righteous caufe. a Since I. have learn 'd thy holy ^'ays, I've walkM upright before thy face; Or if my feet did e'er depart, - Thy love reclaimed rriy wandering heart, 3 What fore temptations broke my reft! What wars and ftruggUngs in my breaft! ' But through thy grace that reigns within^ I guard againft my darling fin. 4 That fin that clofe befers m.e ftlU, That works and ftrives againft my Vvilli When fnall thy Spirit's lot 'reign power DeftrOy iu that it rife no more. 5 With an impartial hand, the Lord Di^als out to mortals their rev/arcJ : The kind and faithfi^ fouls fhali find A God as faithful and as kind. 6 And men that love reveng? fhall know^ God hath an aim of vengeance too. •The j'.ift and pirre, fhall ever fa-y. Thou an iTiorc pv.re, more juft dian they* 5S PS A L M XVIII-. PSALM i8. ver. 30, 3-1—3 4, 35-46, l^c. j» Third part. Long Metre. Bejokm^ hi God; or. Salvation and trmmph, 1 T^^^T are thv ways, and true thy word, «^ Great Rock f»f mv fecure abode; Who is a God hcfide the Lord? Or where-s a refuge like our God T 2 'Tis he that girds me with his mi^ht, Gives me his holy fword to wield • And while with fin and hell I fight, ' • Spreads his fidvation for my fhield. 3 He lives, and bleHings crown his reign, ^ The God of my falvation lives, 1 he dsrk defigns of hell are vain, Wh'ile heavenly peace my father gives. 4 Before the fcoffers of the age, ^I will exalt my father's name, X>or tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the fhame. 5 To David and h^' royal feed Thy grace for ever /hall extend ; ThT love to faints, in Cbrift their head. Knows not a limit, nor an end. PSALM 18. Firft part. Common Metre. Vi^ory a72d triumph over iejnporal enemies, I TI7E love thee, Lord, and we adore, Now is thine arm reveal'd ; Thou art our fli ength, our heavenly t^Vv^'r,,' Our bulwark, and our fhield. PSALM XVIir. 39 i We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a fure defence ; His holy name oar lips invoke, And araw falvation thence. 3 When God our leader (bines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms ? The light'ning of his fpear ? 4 He rides upon the wiraged wind. And arEHOLD the lafty fky xJ Declares its maker God, And all the ftarry works on high Proclaim his pow'r abroad. a The darknefs and the light „fV,likeep their courfe the fame; Wh'Ie night to day, and day to night, DivmeJy teach his name. 3 In ev'ry diiF 'rem land Their gen'ral vofce is known; They (hew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye Chriftian lands rejoice : Here he reveals his word;. We are not left to Nature's voic* To bid us know the Lord. PSALM XIX. 41 5 His ftatutes and commands Are fet before our eyes, He puts his gofpel in our hands, Where our falvation L'es. 6 His laws are juft and pure, His truth without deceit, His promifes for ever fure, And his rewards are great. 7 Not honey to the tafte^ Affords fo much delight; Nor gold that has the furnace pafs'd So much allures the Tight*. 8 While of thy wc# ks I fing, , Thy glory to proclaim. Accept the praife, ray God, my King, In my Redeemer's name. fSALM 19. Second part. Short Metre. God's nvord moj excellent; or. Sincerity a»d> 'watchfulnefs. For a Lord's day morning. r "DEHOLD the morning fun X) Begins his glorious way ;^ His beams through all the nations run. And life and light convey. I But where the gofpel comes. It fpreads diviner light, ^ It calls dead finners from their tombs> And gives the bhnd their fight. \ How perfeft is thy word!^ And all thy judgments juft: For ever fure thy cromife, Lordi ' And men fecurely tiult. 4» PSALM XIX. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions giv'n ? ^ • O may I never read in vain, But iind. the path to heaven ! PAUSE. 5 I heard thy word with love. And I would fain obey; Send thy good Spirit horn above To guide me, iefl 1 ftray. 6 O who can ever find The errors of his ways ? Yet, with a bold prefumptuous mind, I would not dare tranfgrefs. y Warn me of ev'ry fin, Forgive mv fecret faults. And cleanfe tTiis guilty foul of mine, Whofe crimes exceed my thoughts. d While, with my heart and tongue Ifpread thy praife abroad. Accept the worfliip and the fong, My Saviour, and my God. P $ 4 L M 19. Long Metre. The books of nature ^ andfcrlptiire compared 1, ort The glory andfuccefs of the gofpeh I ''"pHE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, X. In every liar thy goodnefs (hines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. % The rolling fun, the changing light. And nights and days thy power confefsi But the bleft volume thou haft wHt, Reveals thv luftice and thv ^racCc P S A L M XIX. 43 3 Sun, moon and ftars convey thy praife Round the whole earth, and never ftand; So when thy trath began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 4 Nor (hall thy fpreading gofpel reft Till tiirough the v/orld thy truth has run; Till ehrill has ail the nations bleil, That fee the light, or feel the iun. r Great fun of righteoufnefs, arife, Biefs the dark world with heavenly lightj Thy gofpel makes the fimple wife, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. Thy nobleft wonders here we view, ^ In fouls renew'd-and fms forgiv"n. Lord, cleanfe my fms, my foul renew, And make thy word my guide to heav'n. , P SALM 1^. To the tune of the 113th Pfalm» The hook of nature andfcripture. GREAT God,theheav'n's well order'dframe Declares the glories of thy name : _ There thy rich works of wonder thme, A thoufand ftarry beauties there, A thoufand radiant marks appear ^ Of boundlefs pow'r, and Ikill dmne. % From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light, Ijeaures of heavnly wifdom read; With filent eloquence they raife Our thoughts to our Creator's praife. And neither found nor language need. 3 Yet their divine inftruftions run far as the journeys of the fun, «* P 4 A L M XIX TiK-tn ^"7 T''" ^'"°^^ ^^^'^ voice. i the book of nature's iines But fairer IS the book of grace! • ^ w?''^ f'^e vohimes of thy word? Thv n ^^^"^^ l^ed and diftrefll Vtl TrT^K^"^^" ?y ^^"btful way. ii-;> fear forbds my feet to ftray, ^'• ^i^ypromiie leads ay heart to'reil 6FrcmthedifcoveriesofthyIaw ^te^^^^^'-^^^^.^^i^feldraw: T hefe are my ftudy and delkrW . ^^ot honey fo invites ^thetafte'^^'' Bat f, thy bleffed poVi To'd ' A„ag,v«afree.batlar8ef.-e";.d. « Who knows th^ errrrc «n • t 4«d ;;ook ci nature, ftpt iu fain. ' PSALM XX. 45 PSALM ao." Long Metre. Prayer i and hope ofviaory, Por a day of prayer in time of war. NOW may the God of pow^r and grace Attend his people's humble cry I Jehovah hears when Ifrael prays, And brings deUverance from on high. , The name of Jacobus God defends When bucklers fail ana brazen walls: He from his fanauary fends Succour and ilrength when Zion calls. 5 Well he remembers all our fighs, His love exceeds our beft deierts ; His love accepts the facrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. I In his falvation is our hope, And in the name of Ifra'l's God Our trooDS fhaii lift their banners up, Our navies fpread their flags abroad. 4 Some truft in horfes trained for war. And fome of chariots make their boftitsj Our fureft expecStations are - From thee, the Lordof heav nly holts.. 5 [O may the memory of thy name Infpirfi our armies for the fight 1 Our foes ihali fall and die with (hame, Or quit the field with coward flight. J ^ ITcw favc us, Lord, from flavilh fear, Now let our hopes be Hr;ii and ftrong. Till" thy iklvation faail appear, And joy and triumph raife the long. 46 PSALM XXI. P S A L M zi. Common Metre, National hlejjings achjotvledged. s TN thee, great God, with fangs of pralfe^ "S. Our favored reahns rejoice; And, blefs'd with thy faivation, raife To heav'n their cheerful voice. » Thy furc defence, through nations round. Hath fpread oar ri/ing name,' And ai! our feeble efforts crown 'd With freedom and with faiiie. 3 In deep diflrefs our injurM hmd Implor'd thy power to fave; For life we pray'd— thy bounteous band The timely bklSng gave. 4 Thy mighty arm, eternal pow'r, Oppos'd their deadly aim. In mercy fwept them from our fhore. And ipreads their fails with fliame. 5 On th.ee, in woe or pain, Our hearts alone rely; . Our rights thy mercy will ftaintain, And ail oar wants fupply. i Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare^ And ftill exalt thy fame; While we glad fongs of praife prepare For thine almighty nanve. PSALM 21. ver. 1—9. Long Metre. Chrijl exalted in his kingdom, I "pv AVID rejcic'd in God his ftrength, jLJ Rais'd to the iluone bv fpecial grace>, Bat Chrift the ia\-\ appears at length, FuiiiiS the iriaziph ar^a thi praifc. PSALM XXII. 47 ^ How great the bleft Meffiah's joy In the ialvation of thy hand 1 Lord, thou haft rais'd his kingdom high. And giv'n the world to h-s command. . Thy goodnefs grants whatever ne wm, . * Nor doth the leail reqaeic witnnolu, Bleffings of love prevent him itiU, And crowns of glory, not of gold. 4 Honor and majefty divine * Around his facred teraplesjhme; ' il-fs'd with the tavor or thy tace, Asd length of everlafling days, c '^hiae hand fhall find out all his toes; And as a fiery oven glows Vith raging heat, and living coais. So Sai thy wrath devour their fouls. F S A L M 22, vcr. i— 16. Firft part. Common Metre. rteMerings and death of bkrtJU , TT THY has my God my foul forfook, W NorwillafmileafFom? (Ihus David once in anguitti fpoke, Ind thus our dying Lord.) a Though 'tis thy chief dehght to dweU Among thy praiimg lamts. Yet thou canft hear our groan as v^ell, And pity our complaints. 3 Our fathers trufted in thy name, And great deliv' ranee found. But im a worm defpis'd of men. And trodden to the gronnd. 4 Whh l-haking head they pafs me by Andla«ghrayioultolcorn; - « X. vairThe trujls in Gocl,^ cry, *^„,, P S A t M XXII 5 But thou art he whn f- - j My hope is m.ths Lord. ' * "^^ vJu"''i"'V ^^''":r hide j,is face And not an heJpcr found?' PAUSE. ■,,.■ -^P "^''^"h and hell i lie ion he loves r^weii' to My God, if poffible it be, Fl„rr'"'r°'^ "I's bitter c„p, Ai.a Q„nk tiie forrows u^. lu gi Jans i V. elite my b/ eath : ihy heavy Jiand has brought me dowr Low as the dull of death. ' Andtruftitm thyhand: iN^^y dying flefkniall icfl in hope, And nle at thy connnand. ' PSALM XXIL 495 P S J L M 22. ver. 20, 21,27 — 31. Second part. Common Metre. X "^OW from the roaring lion's r^ge, IM " O Lord, prote<5l thy fbn, *' Nor leave thy darling to engage ** The powers of hell alone." » Thus did our fuffering Saviour pray Wijth mighty cries and tears, C^dhtdixd him in that dreadful day. And chas'd away his fears. 3 Great was the vi<5lory of his death. His throne exalted high; And ail the kindieds of the earth Siiall worfliip or fhall die. I A numerous offspring muft arife From his expiring groans; They fiiall be reckon 'd in his eyes For daughters and for fons. 5^ The meek and humble fouls (hall fee His table richly fpread ; And ail that leek the Lord Ihaii be With joys immortal fed. i The ifles fhall know the righteoofiiefs Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn prcfefs balvation in his blood. ^ P S A L M 22. Long Metre. Chri/i^s fujferings and exaltation, \ "jMpOW let our mournful fongs record L^ The dying forrows of our Lord, When he complain 'd in tears and bloody As . They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till ftreams of blood each other meet; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. But God his father heard his cry; Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high;^ The nations learn his righteoufnefs, And humble finners tafte his grace. PSALM 23. Long Metre. God our foepherd, MY {hepherd is the living God ; Now fhall my wants be well fupply'djv His providence and holy word Become my fafety and my guide. In paftures where falvation grows He makes me feed, lie makes me reft, There living water gently flows. And all the food divinely bleft. . My wandering feet his ways mifla'ke; But he reft^res niy foui to peace, And leads me, for his mercy's fike, Jii liis £iir paths of righteo'jfhcfs. PSALM XXIII. 51 4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy rale, \Vliere death and all its terrors are, My heart and hope fhall never fail, For God, ray fhepherd's, with me there. 5 Amid ft t^e darknefs and the deeps Thou art my comfort, thou my ftay; Thy ftafffuppcrts ray feeble fteps, Thy rod direds my doubtful way. 6 The fons of earth and fons of hell Gaze at thy goodnefs, and repine To fee my table fpread fo well With living bread and chearful wme. 7 [How I rejoice, when on my head Thy fpirit condefcends to reft I 'Tis a divine anointing fhade, Like oil of gladnefs at a feaft. 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord Attend his houftiold all their days; There will I dwell to hear his word, To feek his face, and fmg his praife.J P S A L M 23, Common Metre. 1 T\/rY ftiepherd will fupply my need, IVJL JEHOVAH is his name; in paftures frefh he makes me feed, BeGde the Uving ftreara. 2 He brings m'y waudering fpirit back When I forfake his ways. And leads me for his mercy's fake In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walkthrough the (hades of death. Thy prefence is my fta\ ; One word of thy fupporting breath J^rlves all n^y tsars away. s% V s A L M xxiir. 4 Thy h^nd in figlu of all ray fo.cs Doth. ftHI my table fpread; My cup with bleffings overflow?, 'i hine oil unoints my h?ad. 5 The fure proviHons oFniy God Attend mej^ll my days; O may thy l\oufe b? mine abode, • And all my ^vprk be praiXe 1 e There wq^IcI I (nyd a ftttled reil, ("While others^p and come) No n.ore a rt>a.agei or a gueil, But like a child at hon;ie. P ^4 L M «3. Short Metre;. I *T^HE Lord n^y fliepKerd is, I fiiall be well fupply'd; Since he is' mine and I am his. What can 1 waat befide? a He lead? me to the place Where hrayeniy pallu.re growsi, W^^erc living waters gently pafs. And (iili ialvatio;] fiovv'S. 3 If e'er I go aftray, He <^-o{% my foul reclaim, And guides me in his own right way, lor his mait holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, 1 c a n n ot y i e Id to fear ; ' Thrr 1 fnould walk thro' death's 4ark fhade, IMy mepherd's with me there. 5 Amid liarrounding foes • 'ihou doll my table ipread, My cup witii bleflings overflowsj^ Andjoy exalts my head* PSALM XXIV. S3 i The bounties of thy love Sh-\ll crown my following days; Kor from thy houfe \vill - remove, Kor ceiifc to fpeak thy praife. PSALM 24. Common Metre, Divellhig nuith God. \ 'T^ HE earth for ever is the Lord^s X with Adam s numerous race: lie rais'd its arches © er the floods. And bulk it on the feas. ft But who among the fons of men May vifit thine abode ? He that has hands from mifchief cleans Whofe heart is right with God. 3 This is the m.an may rife and take The bleffings of his grace; This is the lot of thofe that feek The God of Jacob's face. 4 Now let our foul's immortal pow'ra» ' -7'o meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlafling doors, The king of glory's near. 5 The king of glory! who^ can tell The wonders of his might? He rules the nations; but to dwell With faints is his delight. PSALM 24. Long Metre. $aints dwell mkeaven; 9r, Chrijfs afcenfy,} I ^pHIS fpacious earth is all the Lord s, X And men and worms, andbeaftsandbird! He rais'd the building on the feas, And g2,Ye it fo^ their dwelling-place. S^ PSALM XXY, s^ But there's a brighter worJd on high, jtj?y P^'-'jce, Lord, above the kv : \Vho iliH Uibend that blefs'd abode, And a well {o near his maker God ? 3 He that abhors and fears .to iin SI' u?u' f P'^'",' '^^'^^^'^ ^^"^s are^-lea«. Him ihail the Lord the iaviourblefs And clothe his foul with righteoufnefs. 4 Thefe are the men, the pious race. That feek the God of Jacob's face- Thefe fhall enjoy the blifsful fighi,' And dwell in everlafting Jight. p A u s 5 Rejoice ye Ihining worlds on high. Behold the King of glory nigh ! Who can this King of glory be? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves difplay. To make the Lord, the Saviour, way: Laden with fpoils from earth and hell, The Conqa'ror comes with God. to dwell. f Rais'd from the dead in awful ftate, He opens heav'n s eterna' gate. To give his faints a blefs'd abode Near their Redeemer and their God. PSALM zs' V. I-— I J. Firft part. Short Metre* Waiting for pardon and diredlion, % T LIFT my foul to God, A My trull is in his nam€; Let not my foes thit feek my blood Still triumph in my fharae. t Sin, and the pow'rs of hell, Perfuade-me to defpair ; Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may 'fcape the fnare p S' A L M XXV. SS , From beams of dawning llgU 'Till ev'ning Ihades ariie, _ For thv falvation, Lord, I wait, With ever longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the fins of riper days. And follies of my youth. T The Lord is juft and kind^ ' Ihe nveck (hall learn his ways; And evTy humble linner find Th€ methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodnefs' fake He faves mv foul from fhame; Ke pardons (though my guilt be great] Through my Redeemer's name. P S J L M 2S* ver. iz— 14, lo— U' Second part. Short Metre. Dhifie infiruBon. I MfHERE lliall the m^^.^e/ound W That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gofpePs joyfulfound, And tremble at the rod f ft The Lord (hall make him know The fecrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant Ihow, And all his love impart. X The dealings of his pow'r Are truth and mercy ItiU, • With fuch as keep his cov nant lure. And love to do his will. 4 Their foul {hall -dwell at eafe, Before their Maker's face; Their feed (hall tafte the proffiiid Jo their extenfive grace. ^^ ^ SAL M XXV A'e ever to the Lord; ^^r^^"Piead his promis'd grace And rell upon his M'oid.^"* a ^"[n» turn thee to my foul, Bnngthyfalvation^nea?; V hen vviJl thy hand affiilpy feet Of my forgivmg God. ten^''- "^ thofe dangVous way^ JWy wancj'ring leet have trod/ 4 The tumult of my thoughts Doth but enlarge my woe • Myfpintlanguiflies,myheart ^ ■ Is defolate and low. 5 AVith every morning light My ionow new begins : A f'' ^"^7 ^^""'^ ^"d my pain >^ T. 1 1 1 P •* U S E. 6 Behold, the hofts of hUl Hovv cruel is their hare I Againft my jif^ they rife ^odjoiB. heir fury with decdt.-'*'* 7 O keep my foul from deajh. A cr 1 Jiave piacM my only truA Innn'Rldeemer'^.any''^ SWitn humble faith J wait C.tWlu/lialine'e-'rbefaid. - A-e lought the Lord ia vaia. PSALM XXVI. tXtU. 57 PSALM a 6. Long Metre. Silf- examination; or^ Evidences of grace, I JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, . J And try my reins, and try my heart; My faith upon thy promife ftays. Nor from thy law my feet depart, % I hate to walk, I hate to fit. With men of vanity and lies; The fcoiFer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyeSc 3 Amongfl thy faints will I appear Array'd in robes of innocence | But when 1 (land before thy bar, The blood of Chriil is my di.t{^\\tf^.» 4 I love thy habitation Lord, The temple where diine honors dwtll'? TJiere fhall 1 hear thy holy worNd, And there thy works of wonder telL 5 Let not my foul be joirr'^ at \t\ - With men of treachery and blood. Since I niy days on earth have pafs'd Among th^ faints, and near my God, PSAL3Tiy.v, I — 6.Firflpart.Common Metr^^ TJ^e church is our delight andfafetyi, i T^HE Lord cf glory is my light, JL And my falvation too; God is my fcngth ; nor will 1 fear What all my foes can do. % One privilege mv heart defires, O grant me mine abode Among the churches of thy faints. The temples of my God I iS PSALM xxv;r, 3 There (hall I ofFer my requefls. And fee thy beauty ftil] ; ShaU hear thy me/Tages of /ove, And there enquire thy will. ' 4 When troubles rife, and ftorms appear . There may his children hide; ' God is a ftrong pavilion, where He makes my foul abide. i Now (hall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And fongs of joy and vi«5lory Within thy temple found. T S A L M 27. ver. 8, 9-13, 14, Second part. Common Metre. Prayer and hope. t COON as I heard my father fay, O " Ye children, feek my grace," My heart replyV 'vithout delay, " I'll feek my Father's face." » Let not thy face be hid from me. Nor frown my foul awayj God of my hfe, J fly to thee /In a diflrefiing day. 3 Should friends and kindred^ near and deaf, Leave me to want or die. My God would make my life his care, And all my need fupply. 4 My fainting flefh had died with grief, . Had not my foul bcliev'd, ^To fee thy grace provide relief, ^r was ray hope deceiv ck PSALM XXVIII. XXIX. S9 f Wait on the Lord, ye trembling faints, Aiid keep your courage up; He'll ralfe your fpirit when it faints And far exceed your hope, P S J L M iS, Long Metre. God ther refuge of the affliSfed, s T^O thee, O Lord, I raifc my cries; ■*■ My fervent prayer in mercy hear^ For ruin waits my trembling foul. If thou refnfe a gracious ear. J Vvh^n fupplianttow'rd thy holy hill, I lift my raournFuI hands to pray, Afford thy graxe, nor drive me ftili With impious hypocrites away. 3 To fons of falfehood, that defpife The works and wonders of thy reign j- Thy vengeance gives the due reward. And (inks their fouls to endkfs pain. 4 But ever biefied be the Lor^,. Whofe mercy liears my mournful voice. My heart, that trufced in his Word, in his falvation Ihaii rejoice. 5- Let every faint, in fore diftrefs. By faith approach his Saviour God ; . Then grant, O Lord, thy pard'oing grace^, And feed thy church with heavenly foodl P S /I L M z(^ Long Metre. Stor?n afid thwidtr. I f^ n^'E to the Lord, ye fons of fame, vJS" Give to the Lord renown and powerg Afcribe due honors to his name. And his etern^ might adore. to PSALM XXX. i Th'fe Lord proclaims his power aloud Thro' every ocean, every Jand ; His voice divides the watVy cloud And lightnings blaze at his command, 3 He fpeaks, and tempeft, hail and wind> Lay the wide foreft bare around; The fearful hart, and frighted hind Leap at the terror of the found. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the ftately cedars break: The mountains tremble at the no^Te, The vallies roar, the deferts quake. 5 The Lord fits fov'reign on the flood, The ThundVer reigns forever king; But makes his church' his bleft abode. Where we his av/ful glories fing. 6 In gentler language, there the Lord The counfelof h's grace imparts: Amidft the raging ff-orm, his v/ord * Speaks peace and courage to our hearts^ P S J L M 30. Firjfl part. Long Metre, Sicknefs heakd^ andforronvs removed, I T WILL extol thee, Lord on high, -* At thy command difeafes fly: Who but a God can ipeak and fave From the dark borders of the grave? % Sing to the- Lord, ye faints, and prove How large his grace., how kind his Jove, Let all your pow'rs rejoicejand trace The v/ond rous records of his grace. 3 His anger bnt a moment flays; His love is life and length of days: Though grief and rears the night empfo^ The morning liars reltores the ]oy„ PSALM XXX. XXXr. 61 P SAL M 30. ver. 6. Second part. Long Metre. Health, Jick7iefs, and recovery. I;j^IRM was my health, my day was bright, . And I prefumM 'twould ne'er be night; Fondly I faid within my heart, " Pleafure and peace fhall ne'er depart." But I forgot thine arm was ftrong, Which made my mountain ftand fo long; Soon as thy face began to hide. My health was gone, my comforts died. I cned aloud to thee, my God; " What canllthou profit by my blood? ** Deep in the dull: can I declare " Thy trutli, or fmg thy goodnefs there? " Hear me, O God of grace, I faid, "' Ai^d bring me from among the dead/' Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felr, Thy pard'ning loveremov'd ray guilt. My groans, and tears, and forms of woe. A^ now; Are turn'd to joy and pra I throw my fackcloth on the ground, _ And eafe and gladnefs gird me round. My tongue, the glory of my fram.e. Shall ne'er be filent of thy name; Thy praife (hall found thro' earth and hsav'% For (icknefs heal d, and fins forgiv'n. F S A L M 31. ver. 5 — ^^y 19—22, 23* Firft part. Common Metre. Deliverance from death. ^O thee, O God of truth and love ■* My fpirit I commit; Thou haft redeem'd my foul from deatli, And iav'd me from the pit, B3 6z PSALM XXXn » Defpair and comfort, hope and fear* Maintained a doubtful ilrifej While ibrrow, pain and fin confpir'd To take away my life. 3 ** My time is in thy hand,'* I criedj Though 1 draw near the dufl:" Thou art tMe refuge where I hide, The God in whom i truft. 4 Oh make thy reconciled face Upon thy fervant fliine, And fave me for thy mercy's fake* For I'm entirely thine. PAUSE. Twas in my hafte, my fpirit faid, *' I mufl defpair and die, '* I am cut off before thine eyes;" But thou haft heard my cry. 6 Thy goodnefs how divinely free I How fweet thy fmiling face, To thofe that fear thv'majefty. And truft thy promis'd grace. y Oh love the Lord all ye his faints. And fing his praifes loud; He'll bend his ear to your coraplaintSj And recompence the proud^ P S A L M ^u ver. 7—33, li— 2I. Secqnd part. Short Metre. Deliverance from Jlander and reproach. t TV/TY heart rejoices in thy name, ^^^ My God, my heavenly truft; Thou haft preferv'd me free from fhame;^ Mine honor from the duftv PSALM XXXII. ^3 « ** Mv life is fpent with grief," I cried, ** My years confumM in groans, " My flrengih decays, mine eyes are drie^i " And forrow walles my bones." 3 Among mine enemies my name A proverb vain has grown, While to my neighbors I becomCjj Forgotten and unknown. 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry fide Seiz'd and befet me round, I to thy thione of grace applied, And ipeedy refcue found. PAUSE. 5 How great deliverance thou haft wrough| Before the fons of men 1 The lying lips to filence brought, And made their boafting vam ! 6 Thy children from the llrife of tongues. Shall thy pavilion hide, Guard them from infamy and wrongs^ And crufh the fons of pride. 7 Within thy facred prefence. Lord, Let me for- ever dwell: No fenced city, wali'd and barr'd Secures a fai^it fo well. P S J L M ^2. Short Metre, \Forgive7iefs of fins upon, confej/ion*, I /^H blefled fouls are they V-/ Whofe fins are covered o'er! Divmely blefs'd to whom the Lord Imputes their gnih no more, a They mourn their follies pafir. And keep their hearts with carejt i Their lips and lives without deceit Shall pjove their faith fiacere., ; i4 PSALM XXXH. 3 While I conceal'd my guilt, I feU the feft'ring wound, 'Till I confefs'd my fins to thee, And ready pardon found. 4 Let finners learn to pray. Let faints keep near the throne; Our help in times of deep diftrefs Is found in God alone. P S A L M 2,%* Common Metre. Free par do a andftncere ohedieme; cr, CofifeJJi- on andforghenej}. I TTOWblefs'd the man to whom his God i-X No more imputes his fin. But vvafh'd in the Redeemer*s blood, ^\ Hath made his garments clean 1 \ % And bleft beyond expreflion he Whofe debts are thus difcharg'd; While from the guilty bondage free He feels his foul enlarg'd. 3 His fpirit hates deceit and lies, His words are all fincere; He guards his heart, he guards his eyes, To keep his confcience clear. . 4 While I my inward guilt fuppreft, No quic^ could I find; Thy wrath lay burning in my breaft. And rack'd my tortur'd mind. 5 Then I confefs'd my troubled thoughts. My fecret fins reveal 'd. Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults. Thy grace ray pardon feal'd. PSALM XXXII. <^5 ^ This (hall invite thy faints to pray; When like a raging flood Temptations rife, our ftrength and Itay Is a forgiving God. PSALM 32. Firftpart. Long Metre. Repentance and free pardon; or, Jupjicaiion andfaniiijicatlon. I T>LESSM is the man, forever blefs'd, yj Whofe guih is pardoned by his^o?* Whofe fins with forrow are confefsM, And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. a Before his j.udgmcnt-feat the Lord No more permits his crmies to nie; He pleads no merit of reward And not on works, bat grace, rehes. 3 From guilt his heart and lips are free. His humble joy, his holy tear. With deep repentance well agree. And join to prbve his faith fmcere. 4 How glorious is that righteoufnefs, - That hides and cancels all his iinsf While a bright evidence of grace Through all his life appears and Ihmes. PSALM 32. Second part. Long Metre. J guilty cofifdenceeafedlyconfejlon and pardon. 5 TTJHILE I keep iijence, and coHceal ' '^ My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my confcience feel! What agonies of inward fmart! 3 I fpread my fins before the Lord, And all my fecret faults confefs; Thy gofpel fpeaks a pard'ning word, Thine holy fpirit feals the grace. B4 ^ PSALM XXXTH, S For this fhall every humble foul Make fwift addrefTes to thy feat! W'^m floods of huge temptations roll, I here fhall they find a bleft retreat. 4 How fafe beneath thy wings 1 lie. When days grow dark, and ^orms appear And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me fafe from eyry fnare. PSALM 33. Firft part. Commoa Metre, Works cf creation and providence. I T^ EJOiCE, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you : Sing of his name, his ways, his word,^ How holy, juft and true ! a His r/iercy and his righteoufnefs * Let heaveii and earth proclaim; His works of nature and of grace. Pveveal his wond'rous name. 3 Hfe word, with energy divine, Thofe heav'nly arches fpread. Bade fkrry hofts around them fhine. And light the heav'ns pervade. 4 He taught the fweliirjg waves to flow To their appointed deep; B-ade raging feas their limits know,^ And Itili their liation keep. Ye tenants of the fpacioivs earth, With fear before him ftand; Kefpake, and nature took its birth. And refts on his command. 5 He fcorns the.yngry nations' rage, And brci.ks their vain defjgnsj His counfel ^ands thiough ev Vy ag«. And in full giorf ihines. PSALM XXXIII. 6f FSJLM $3- Second part. Common Metre,. Creatures vain^ and God all-fufficient, X T) LESS'D is the nation, where the Lord Jj Hath iix'd his gracious throne; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. a His eye, with infinite furvey, Does the whole world behold;; He form"d us all of" equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rcfcu^d by the forcft Of armies from the grave; Kor fpeed nor courage of an horie Can his bold rider lave. 4 Vain is the flrength of beafts or men,, . Nor fprings oar fafety thence; But holy fouls from God obtam A l1:rong and iure defence., r God is their fear, and God theiArufts. When plagues or famme fpread, Eis watchful eye fecures the juit, Among ten thoufand dead. 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And blefs us from thy throne ; For we have made thy v/ord our choice, And trufl thy grace alooe. FSALM 3 3. As the 1 1 3th Pfalm. Firft part. Works of Creation and Providence, J V'E holy fouls in God rejoice, ' X Your Maker- spraiiebecomesyourvoice, Gieat is your theme, yowr fongs be new: . Sing of his name, his word, Ins ways. Bis wcrl^j of nature and ct grace, How wife and holyj juH and trtie! ^8 PSALM XXXUI. a Behold, to earth's remoteft ends His goodnels flows, his truth extends; His pow'r the hear nly arches fpread: His word, with energy divine, Bad ftarry holls around them Ihine, And hght the circling heav'ns pervade. 3 His hsnd collez> As the 113th Pfalra. Second part. Creatures valriy and God all-f undent, * O^ happy nation, where the Lord vJ' Reveals tlie treafure of his word. And builds his church his earthly throne! His eye the heathen v/orld larveys, He form'd their he-'ts, he knows their ways, Bet God their maker is unknown. 2 Let kings rely upon their hoft. And of his ilrength the champion boafti In vain they boaft, in vain rely; In vTiin we truft the brutal force. Or fpeed or courage of an hcrfe. To £uard hi» rider, or to fly. PSALM XXXIV. Gg The arm of our almighty Lord Doth more fecure detence aitord, _ When deaths or dangers threat ning ftand: Thy watchful eye preiervos the juk, Who make thy name their fear and trait. When wars or famine watte the latid. In ficknefs, cr the bloody field. Our great phyfician znd our ihiela Shall fend falvation from his throne; We wait to fee thy goodnefs (hine; Let MS rejoice in help divine, For all our hope is God alone. PSJLM 34. Firftpart. Long Metre. God's care of the faints; or, Deliverance b^ prayer. I T ORD, I wlH blefs thee all my days, ^ Thy praifeihall dwell upon nw tongue* My fcul fnall glory in thy grace. While faints lejoice to hear the long. fl Come, magnify the Lord with me, Let ev'ry heart exalt his name; I fought th' eternal God, and he Has not expos'd my hope to ihame. , I told him all my fecret grief, . ^ Myfecret^roaningreach'd his ears. He gave my inward pains reliet. And calm'd the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes^ . With heav'nly joy their faces fti.ne, A beam of mercy from the iicies Fills them with light and love divine. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents ^ Around the men that ferve the Lord, Oh fear and love him all his iaints, . T^fte of his grace, and truil his w^^ ^« PSALM XXXIV. „ 6 The wild young lions, pincif d with pain And hunger, roar through aJl the wood-' But none fhall feek the Lofd in vain, ' i^'or want fupplies of real good. PS4LM 2,, Ter.ix-z,, Second part. Long Metre. :^enghies education; or, Injlruaions of piety. * (^^^^^^^f^'*" years and knowledge youngJ^ Atf^H .1 "' P^'/V^s/jiope, your parents joy, Attendthecounfels of my tongue, ' ^Let pious thoughts your mind^ employ. a Iryou dcfire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal ftate, Keltram your feet from impious ways Your hps from flander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard his faints. His ears are open to their cries; He lets his frowning face agamft The fons of violence ancflies. 4 To humble fbds and broken hearts God and his grace is ever nlqh; Pardon and hope his love impr/rts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans. His Son redeems their fouJs from death, Hia Ipiiii heals their broken bones, His praife employs their tuneful breath. P*S".^ZJ?f34.v.i..io.Firftpart.CommonMetrc. Prayer and pruife for eminent deliverai ' * J'^ ^'^^^ ^¥ ^°^^ ^^^^ fiay to day: ^ How good are all his ways; ye humble fouls that ufe to pray, Come, help my lips to praife- ''ance» PSALM XXXIV. 7? iSing to the honor of his name, How a poor fuff Ver cried, Nor was his hope expos 'd to fiiame^ l>ToV was his fuit deny'd. When threatening forrows round me ftoodi And endJeis fears arofe. Like the loird billows of a flood. Redoubling all my woes: I told the Lord ny fore diftrefs^ With heavy groans and tears; He gave my (harpeft torments eafe^ And filenc'd all my fears, P A U S E. , ^ ., "5 O finners come and tafte his lovej Come, learn his pleafant ways, And let your own experience prove The fweetnefs of his grace. i He bids the angels piteh.their tents Round where his children dwell: What ills their heav'nly care prevents No earthly tongue can tell. J '^ Olove the Lord, ye faints of his; His eyej-egards the jufl! How richly biefs'd their portion is Who m.akes the Lord their truft. I Young lions, pinch'd with hunger, roarj And familh in the wood: But God fupphes his holy poor With ev'ry needful good.] P S J L M 34' ver. ii-^-izy Second part. Common Metre, Exhortation to peace and hcUnefs, C*OME, children, learn to fear the Lordj 4 And that your days be long, Let not a falfe or fpiteful word Se found upon your tongue* 7« P S A L M XXXr. a Depart from mifchief, pra>51ife Jove, Puifue the works of peace; So fhaJ! the Lord your ways approve And fet ^'our foals at eaie. ' 3 His eyes awake to guard the jufl'. His ears attend their cry; When broken fpirits dwell in duft The God of grace is nigh» 4 When though the forrows here they tafte Are fliarp and tedious too, The Lord, who faves thera alJ at hd h their fupperter now. * 5 Evil Ihall fmite the wicked dead; But God fecures his own, Prevents the mifchief when they flide Or heals the broken bone. * 6 AVhen defolation, like a flood, O er the proud finner rolls. Saints find a refuge in their God, Foi*' he redeem'd their fouls. PS A L M 3^. ver. 12, 15,14. Common IVfetre. Love to enemies; or. The love ofChriJl tofinmrs typified in David, I T> KHOLD the love, the generous love. 13 That holy David (hows r Behold his kind compaffion move For his affided foes! a When they are fick his foul complains^ And feems to feel the fmait ; The fpirit of the gofpe) reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing rears condole. As for a brother dead ! And fading, mcrtifyM his foul. While fcr^^eix life he pray'^* P S A X M XXXVI. 4 They groan 'd, and curs'd him on their bed* Yet ftill he pleads and mourns; And double bleffings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heavenly grace! Thus Chnft the Lord appears; While finners curfe the Saviour prays. And pities them with tears. C He, the true David, Ifrael's king, Blefs'd andbelov'd of God, To fave us rebels dead in fin PayM his own deareft blood. FS A L M s6. ver. 5—9. Long Metre. The perfe£iions and providence of God ; or, general providence ^ andfpecial grace, I TTTGHin tiie heavens eternal God, JLl. Thygoodnefs in full glory {hines; Thy truth faall break through ev'ry cloud That veils and darkens thy deiigns. % For ever £rm thy juftice ftands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wife are the wondeis of thy hands, Thy judgments area mighty deep. .3 Thy providence is kind and large. Both man and bedfii thy bounty fhare, The whole creation is tlivch^rge,^ But faints are tiiv peculiar care. 4 Mv God I how excellent thy grace; Whence ali our hope and comfort fprings : Thefons of Adam in'diilrefs. i'ly to the fiia^ov/ of thy wings. o 74^ PSALM XXXV L ^^Erom the provifions of thy houfe We fiiall be fed with fv/eet repaft j There mercy,- like a river, Hows, And Brings falvation fo out talle. 6 Life, like a fountaia rich and free, Spri-ngs from the prefence of my Lord 5 And in thy light oor fouls fh'all fee The glories promised in thy word. PSylLM ^6. V. r, 2,' 5, 6, 7, 9. Common Metre Prafikai atheijm expof^d ;■ cr, the being and attrtbwtus of God aj/erted. I "tTTHILJE meo grow boM in wicked waySj ♦ V And yet a God they own, My heart withiit me often Tayg, ^ *' Their thoughts believe there's none." a Their thoughts and' ways at once declare, (Whate'er their Hps profefs) God. hath no wrath forthenl to fear. Nor willthey feeic iiis grace. 3 How ilrange felf flatt'ry blinds their eyes;- But there's a haft'ning hour When they fliailfee, wit-h ibye furprife. The terrors of thy poWr. 4 Thyjuflice fiullmaiMain its throne,- Though mountains raehaway; Thy Judgments' are a world Ui.'.n own,' A deep unfathom'd fea. 5 Above ihefe heav'ns' created round's Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; Thy trtith odtlives the n^arrow bounds Where time and nature ^x\6» 6 Safety to man thy goodnefs bringSj Nor overlooks' the bcaft; Beneath the fhadow of thy wings Ihy children chufe to reft. w PSALM ZXXVf. J. 7 From thee, when crcatore-llreams rualow. And mortiil ccnifovtsdie, Perpetual Tpriags of life (hall Sow, And raife cur pleafures high. % Though ail created light decay. And death dole up our eyes, Thy prefence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rife. J \P S A L M 36. ver. 1—7 Short Metre. fbe 'i' V. I— 15. Firftpart. Cojn. Metr The cure oftnvy^fretfidnefsy and unbelief; c Tke reiv arris of the righteous a?id the ivicked i ITT'Hy fliould I vex ir.v foul, and fret ^ VV To fee the wicked rife? Or envvfinners waxin;^ great By violence and lies? a As flow'ry grafs, cut down at nooo. Before the evening fades, So Ihall their glories vanifti fooa In everlafting fhades. 3 Then let me make the Lord my truft. And praftife all that's good ; So {hall I dwell among the juft, And he'll provide me food. 4 I to my God my ways commit, ~ And chjsarful v/ait his will : Thy hand, which guides my doabtfu! feet Shall my defire^ fulfil. 5 Mine innocence fhalt thou difplay. And make thy Judgments known. Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at laft the earth poflefs. And are the heirs ofheav'n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble fouls ?-re giv'n. PAUSE. 7 Reft in the Lord, arrd keep his way, Kor let your anger f^ife, Though prorideace fhbuld long delay To puniHi haughty nee. PSALM XXXVlI. 77 f-Xet firtoers join to break yonr peace. And plot, and rage, and /bam; The Lord derides them, for he fees Their day of vengeance come. ^ They have drawT out the threatening fwdrd. Have bent thc^r mrd'rous bow. To flay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. ro My God ihall break their bowS:, and bum Their perfecuting dans. Shall their own fwords againft them tam; And pierce tiiek^ftiii^bom hearts. f" S A L M ^T, ver. id-^21, 26—31- Second parti Common Metre. Ckarity to thepaor; or , R^Ughnin nyj'irds a nd deeds f '^XTHY d0 the 'A'ealthy wicked boaft, ^^ And K^ow profanelv bold? The meaiieft portion of theju^ ^ Excels the finners' goU. t The wicktd borrows ^his ffiends. Bat ne- er defigns to pay. The faint is merciful, and lends. Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms, with liberal heart, he give^ Amongft the fons of need; His memVy to long ages lives. And blefied in his feed. 4 His lips abhor to talk profane. To fiander or defrai^i; His ready tongue declares to mc» What he has learn'd of Go-i. 5 The law and gofpel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide: Led by the Spirit and the V/ord, His feet fhall never Aide, 7« PSALM xxxvrx. 6 When flnner? fill, the righteoGS ftanri Prclerv^ d from eVry fhare ; They [ball pofTcfs the promfs'd land. And dwell for ever there. PSALM ,,. ,,.3-37. Third part. Common Metre. The nvay and erJ^fth righteous andnmded. ' A/f^^'^-'^'^^'e^eps of pious men Xyx Are order'd bv thy will- ^iK-'ugh they Hiould fali, ther rife again, i hy hand fupports theni ftiii. 1 The Lord delights to fee their ways, 1 heir virtue he approves; He']] ne'er deprive tlierp of his grace, A or leave the roec he loves. Z The heav'nly heritage is theirs. Their portion and" their home; /?i'?V'*^^"\"°'^' ^'^^ r3)ak£s tfacnj heirs or bJeiiings long to come* 4 V/u.t on the Lo-d, ye fons of roen, V ^Tf ''.f ^'^'' ^^'^^" tyanta frown ; 1 e /hail cm^^k thei pride was vain. When juftice calls them dov/n. PAUSE, 5 'f he haughty finmer have I feen, Not fearing man nor God, Like a tall bay- tree fair aod green. Spreading his arms abroad. 6 Andlo, he vanifhM from the ground, Deftroy'd by hands unfeen; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was founcj. Where sll that pride had been. PSALM XXXVTL 7* *? But mark the man of righteoufnefs, His feveral fleps aitcnd ; True pleafbre rilTiS through s.11 his wa-^-S, And peaceful is his end. P S J L M 32. Common Tietre. Cu'iU ^f oonfcisnce and relief ; or. Repentant and prayer for 'pardo.-: and health. 1 A MIDST thy wrath- remember ^ov€, -t\. Rellore thy fcrvaot, Lord, Nor kt ti FathCT s chall'ning prov« Like an avenger's fword. 2 Thir^e arrov/s flick within my heart, - My fieih is forely prefs'd: \ Between the forrov/ and the fmart My fpirit finds no r^fb S M^r fms n heavy load appear, And o*er my head are gone; Too heavy they for ..rie to bear. Too hr.rd for rne t' atone. . ?,Iv thoughts are like a troabied fea, ** That iiTiks my comforts down ; And 1 go mourning all the day Beneatl-i my Father's frowri. J Lord, I am weakened and difmay'd, None of mv powers are vv'liole; My v.'ounds with piercing anguifn bleed. The anguifn of my foul. t Ail my defires to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear, And ev'ry figh, and ev'ry groan. Is notic'd by thine ear. «r PSALM XXXIX, ^. X ,^^ f'^^^ ^^^^^ my cry; MyGodwiJibearmvfp.ntuD v\ h?:i Satan bids mc die. " [S My foes rejoice whene'er I illdc. To fee my virtue faij; They mif^ their pleafure and their pride Whene'er their wiles prevail. 9 But rn confefs my guiJtv ways. And grieve for aJi my fin; III mourn how weak the feeds of grace. And beg fupport divine. ^ 10 My God, forgive my follies paft. And be % ever nigh, O Lord of my falvation haiie. Before thy fervant die.] ^ S ^ L M yg, ver.,,2,5. Firil part. Common Metre. ^<^tchfulnffs over the tongu,; or. Prudence and zeal. iT-HUSl,efo]VMbeforetheLord, « T n .^'''^n'^'^^ I ^''^f^^^ "^^y tongue, ^eil I let flip oqe.finful word, Or do my neighbor wrong. » Whene'er confrraiji'd a while ^ojgav ^mY^^ ^en of life profane, ^ I II fn a doubl- guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. ZVW fcarce allow my lips to fpeak The pious thouphti; I fee], Left fcoffers fl.ould the occafion take To i^ock my holy zeal. PSALM XXXIX. 8i 4 Yet if fome proper hour appear, ril not be overawed, 3at let the fcoffiDg finners hear That we can ipeak for God. PSALM. 39- ver. 4, 5. 6, ;• Second part. Common Metre. The vanity eftnan as mcrtal. :f npEACH me the meafure of my days, X Thou maker of my frame ; I would furvey life's n?.rrow fpace, k . And learn how frail I am. I » A ipan is all that we a:a boafb. An inch or two of diiie; ' MaH is but vanity and dull In all his flov/er and pnme. 3 See the vain race of mortals msve Like madows o'er the plam ; ; They rage and ftrive, deiire and love, I But all the noife is vain. 1 4 Some walk in honor s gaudy fhow, i" Some dig for golden ore; They toil for heirs, they know not who, And llraight are feeii no more. 5 What {hould I wifh or wait for then From creatures, earth and duft? They make our expefladons vain> And difappoint our truft. 6 No-jv I forbid my carnal hope, My fonddefires recall: I give my mortal intereil up. And niake my God ray all, C 1 Si PSALM XXXIX. XL. P S A L M 39. ver. 9—13. Third part. Common Metre. Sicked devotion i or, P leading -vithout repining. I (lODofmy life, look gently down, '^J^ Beiiold the pains 1 feel; But I am dumb befoie thy throne, Nor dare dilpute thy will, a Difeafes are thy fervants. Lord, They come at thy command; V\\ not attempt a murni ring word Againft thy chaft'ning hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries. Remove thyfharp rebukes: My ftrengdi confuraes, my fpiritdies, i hrough thy repeated ilrokes. 4 Crulh'd as a moth beneath thy hand. We moulder to the diift: Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withftand, And ail our beauty's loft. 5 Tm but a ftrar;ger here below. As all my fathers were; May I be well prepared to go, When I thy fummons hear! ^ But if my life be fpar'd a while Before my laft remove. Thy praife fiiall be my bus'nsfs ftill. And \'\\ declare thy iove. P S j4 L M 40. ver. i, a, 3, 5 — j-j, Firfl part. Common Metre. •^f'^^g of delivsrancefr^.tn great iijlrefi, I T Waited patient for the Lord^ i- He bowM to h^-ar my cry ; He faw me refting on his word, A^d brought falvation nigh. P S A L M XL. 8j He rals'd me from a horrid pic, Where mourning long 1 lay, And from my bonds released my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. Firm on a rock he made me ftand. And taught my chearful tongue To praife the wonders of his hand, In a ne w thankful fong. I'll fpread his works of grace abroad; The faints with joy Ihall hear, And fmncrs learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. How many are thy thoughts of love ; , Thy mercies, Lord, how great! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. When I'm aiHicled, poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe. And bears me on his heart, ^P S A L M a^o. ver, 6—9. Second part. Common Metre. The incarnation afidfacrifice of Chrijl. npHUS faith the Lord, " Yourworkis vain* _ " Give your burnt-oSTenngs o'er, *' In dying goats and bullocks (lain ** My foul delights no more." Then fpake the Saviour, *' Lo, Tin here, '' My God, to do thy will? *■ Whate'er, thy facred books declare, " Thy fcLvant ftiaii faliil. *• Thy love is ever in my fight, " I keep it near my heart; ^' Mine eyes are open'd with delight *' To what thy lips impart." 84 P S A L 'M X*^ 4 And fee! the blefs'd Redeemer comes! The eternal Son appears, Andatth' appointed time afTumes The body God prepares. 5 Much he reveal d his Father's grace, And much his truth he {hexv d, And preach'd the way of righteoiilhers - Where great afferablies ftood. 6 His Father's honor touch^4 his hpartj He pitied Hnners' cries, And to fulfil a Saviour's part Was made a facrifice. p A u s E. 7 I^ blood of beafts on altars (bed Could waOi the confcicnce clean, But the rich facrifjce he paid Atones for all our fjni;. S Then was the great falvation fpread, And Satan's kingdom Hiook; Thus by the woman's promis'd feed The ferpent s head was broke. P S A L M 40. ver.5 — lo. Long Metre. CJ^riJ? our facrijice. 1 ^"'HE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought^ Exceed our praife, furmount our thougntf Should I attempt the long detail, My fpeech would faint, my numbers fail. a No blood of beafts, on altars fpihy Can cleanfe the fouls of men from guilt; But thou f-'afl fet before our eyes An all-fufHcicnt facrificeo PSALM XIJ, 8i 3 Lo! thine eternal Son appears, ' To thy defigns he bows his ears, AflTumes-'a body well prepar'd, And well performs a work fo hard. 4 " Behold I come," the Saviour cries, With love and duty in hjs eyes ; *' i come to bear the heavy load . " Of fins, and do thy will, my God, 5 '' 'Tis written in thy great decree, " 'Tis in thy book foretold of me; " 1 muil: fnliil the Saviour's part; 5* And, lot thy law is in my heart, 6 " I'll magnify thy holy law, " And rebels to obedience draw, _ " When on my crofs I'm lifted high, *^ Or to my crown abov'c the Iky. « " The Spirit iTiall defcend and lliow '^ What thoa haft done, and what I do; •• The wond'ring world fliall learn thy gracCj " And all creation tune thy praife." PSJLM A^' ver. i, 2, 3. Lorig Metre. Charity to the poor; or. Pity to the afflicled. J T3 LESS'D is the man whofe breaft can move, Xj And melt with pity to the poor, Whofe foul, by fympathizing love, Feels what his fellow-faints endure, s His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hat^s can-do ; Ue, in the time of gen'ral grief, Shall find the Lord has mercy too. X His foul fhall live fecure on earth. With fecret bleffings on his head, When drought, and peftilence, and dearth, Around h'lm multiply theij: dead. U PSALM XLII. 4 Or ifhe languifh on his couch, God will pronounce his fins forgiv'n. Will fave him with a healing touch, Or take his willing foul to heav'n. P B A L M j^%. ver. 1—9. Firft. part. Common Metre. Defertton and hope; or, Co?nplatnt of ahfe, from public worjhip. ^ AXT"^'^^ earneft longings of the mind, VV My God, to thee I look; So pants the hunted hart to find And tafte the cooling brook. a When (hall I fee thy courts of grace, And meet my God again ? So long an abfence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary foul, And tears are my repafl; The foe infults without controul, " And Where's your God at lall?" 4 *Tis with a mournful pleafure now I think on ancient days; Then to thy hcufe did numbers go, And all our work was praif^. 5 But why, my foul, funk down fo far Beneath this heavy load? My fpirit why indulge defpair, And fin againft my God. 6 Hope in the Lord, whofc mighty hand Can all thy woes remove. For I lliall yet before him 'lland, And ling relloring love. PSALM XLII.XLIIL 87 P S J L M 4.1, vcr. 6— -II. Second part. Long Metre. Melancholy thoughts reproved; or, Hope in af- fiiaion. 1 TVTY fpirit finks within me, Lord, iVl But I will call thy name to mind, And times of paft diftrefs record. When I have found my God was kind. % Huge troubles, with tumultuous noife, Swell like a fea, and round me fpread; The rifing waves drown all my joys, And roll tremendous o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love. When 1 addrefs his throne by day, Nor in die night his grace remove ; The night ihall hear me fing and pray. 4 I'll call myfelf before his feet, And fay, " My God, my heav'nly Rock, " Why doth thy love fo long forget " Thefoul that groans beneath thy ftroke?" 5 rll chide my heart that finks fo low; Why ftiouid ray foul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and praife him tooj He is my refii, my fure relief. 6 My God, ray moil exceeding joy. Thy light and truth (hall guide me lllll, Thy word ihall my befi thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heav'nly hill. F S J L M" 43. CommonMetre. Safety in divine proticiion. 1 JUDGE me, O God, and plead my caufej J Againil: a finfui race; From vile oppreffion and deceit 5rcure me by thy grace. 88 PSALM XLIV. a On Miee my ftedfaft hope depends. And am I left to mourn? To fink in Ibrrows, and in vain. Implore thy kind return ? 3 Oh fend thy light to guide my feet, And bid thy truth appear, Condu(5t me to thy holy hill, To tafte thy mercies there. 4 Then to thy altar, Oh, my God, My ioyful feet fhall rife, And my triumphant fongs' /hall praife The God that rules the ikies. 5 Sink not, my foul, beneath thy fear, Nor yield to weak defpair; For I fhall live to praife the Lord, And blefs his guardian care. PSALM44. V.I, 2,3,8, 15— 26.Common Metres T^ff churches co7nplaint in perfecuiiorr, X T ORD, we have heard thy works of old, -*--' Thy works of pow'r and grace, When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days : a They faw the beauteous churches rife. The fpreading gofpel run ; While light and glory from the ildes Through all their temples (hone. S In God they boafted all the day. And in a cheerful throng Did thoufands meet to praife and pray, And grace was all their fong. f Bat now our fouls are feiz*d with fbarae, Confufion fills our face, To hear the enemy blafpheme, And fools reproach thy grace. PSALM XLV. 8^ 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor fcilfely dsalt with heav'n, Nor have our fleps declin'd the road Of duty thoa hall giv'n, 6 Though dragons all around us roar With their deftruiStive breath, And thine ov/n h&nd has bruiz'd us fore, Hard by the gates of death. PAUSE. 7 We are expos'd all day to die. As martyrs for thy name; As fiaeep for Oaughter bound we lie. And wait the kindling flame. 8 Aw'tke, arife, almighty Lord, Why fleeps thy wonted grace! Why rtiould we feem hke'men abhoir'di^ Or banilh'd from thy face? 9 Wilt thou for ever cafl us oiF, And ftili negle6l our cries? For ever hide thy heav'nly love From our afHided eyes? 10 Down to the dull our foul is bow'd. And dies upon the g),oun^; Rife for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pov/'rs confound. 11 Redecjn us from perpetual aiame» Our Saviour and our God; We plead the honors of thy name. The merits of thy blood. P S A L M j^S' Short Metre. Tkt glory of Chrijl, thefuccefs of the go/pel^ (ini- the Gsntile churchy I "jV /fY Saviour and my King, iVx '1 hy beauties are divine; - Thy lips with blcltiDgs overflow, ^nd evry grace is thine. 90 ^P S A L M XLV. a Now niake thy glory known, Gird on thy dreadful fword, *- And rife in raajefty to fpread The conquefts of thy word. 3 ftrike through thy Ilubborn foes, Or make their hearts obey, While juftice, meeknefs, grace and truth Attend thy giorious way. 4 Thy laws, O God, are right, Thy throne Ihall ever ftand; And thy viftorious gofpel prove A fceptre in thy hand. [5 Thy Father slM thy God Hath without meafure fhcd His fpirit, like a grateful oil, T' anoint thy iacred head.] [6 Behold at thy right hand The Gentile church is fccn, A beauteous bride, in rich attire, And princes guard tht qu&en.] 7 Fair bride, receive his love, Forget thy father's houfe; Forfake thy gods, thy idol gods, And pay the Lord thy vows. 8 Ch let thy God and king Thy fweeteft thoughts employ; Thy children f^iail hi^s honor ling. And tafte the heav*nly joy, P S ^ L M 4^, Common Metre. T/pe perfonal glories and goverfwicnt afChriJl, t T'LL fpeak the honors of my King, A His form divinely fair; Kone of thefons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. PSALM XLV. 91 « Sweet is tliy fpeech, and heav'nly grace Upon thy lipG ii>»^hed; Thy God vvirh bleilings infinite Hath crowned thy lacred head. 3 Gird on thy fword, vidtorious prince, Ride with niajelHc fway ; Thy terror Ihall ftrike through thy foes. And make the world obey. 4 Thy thront?, O God, for ever ftandsj, Thy word of grace foall prove A peaceful fceptre in thy hands, To rale thy faints by loi'e. f Jufdce and truth attend thee flil], But mercy is thy choice; And^God, thy God, thy Ibul fhall fill With mofl peculiar joys. P S A L M 4.9. Firft part. Long Metre. The glory of Chrifi, and po-vjer of the gofpeh I *VTOW be my heart infpir'd to fing J-^ The glories of my Saviour King, Jefus the Lord; how heav'nl\ fair His form! how bright his beauties are! % 0*er all the fons of human race He fliines with fjir fuperior grace, Lovefrom his lips divinely fiov/s, AodbletTings all his ffate compofe- 3 Drefs thee in arms, moft mighty Lord, Gird on the terror cf thy fword. In majefty and glory ride Witli truth and meeknefs at thy fide. 4 Thifie snger, like a pointed dart, ^ Shall pierce the foes of ftubborn hi?artt Or words of mercy, kind and fweetj ShaJl raelt the rebels at thy feet. 92 PSALM XLV. 5 Thy throne, O God for ^ver ftands, Grace is the fceptre in thy hands; Thy laws and works arejuft and right. But grace and juftice thy delight. 6 God, thine own God, has richly feed His oj! of gladneis on thy ^ead; And^with his facred Spirit bJcft His nrft-born Son above the reft. PSALM ^^, Second part. Long Metre. Chrijlandhis church; or. The myjiicalmarriags, X r HE king of faints, how fair liis face, Adorn 'd with majefty and grace! He eoraes with bleffings from abcye, And wins the nations to his love. % At his right hand our eyes behold The queen array'd in pureil gold? The v/orid admires her heavenly drefs. Her robts of joy and righteoufnefs. 2 He forms her beauties like his own. He calls and feats Rer niear his throne j Fair ftranger, let thine heart forget 1 he idols of thy native ftate. 4 So /halJ the king the more rejoice In thee the favorite of his choice; Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd, For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. J Ch happy hour, when thou fhalt rift To his fair palace in the fkies, And all thyfons (a numerous train) Eacii like a prince in glory reign. 5 Let endlefs honors crown his headj Let ev'ryage his praifes fpread; While we with chearfal fongs approTd '51'he condefcenfion of his lov-e. PSALM XLVr. 93 ^SALM 46. Firft part. Long Metre. The chttreh* s fafety and triumph ainong national defolatiom . I f^ OD is the refuge of his faints, VJ When ftormsof fiiarp diltrefs invade | Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him prefent with his aid. a Let mountains from their feats behurl'd Down to the ^^t^y and buried there \ ■Convulfions fhake the folid world. Our faith fhall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, In facred peace our fouls abide, While ev'ry nation, ev'ry fhore Trembles and dreads the fwelling tide, 4 There is a ftream, whofe gentle flow Supplies the city of our God! Life, love and joy ftill gliding through. And wat'ring our divine abode* 5 That facred ftream, thine holy word. Supports our faith, ouj: fear controuls, Sweet peace thy promifes afford. And give new ftrength to fainting fculs. 6 Zion enjays her monarch's love, Secure againft a thrcat'ning hour ; Nor can her firm foundation move. Built on his truth, and arm'd with pow'r. PSALM 46. Second part. Long Metre, Godjightsfor his church, I T ET Zion in her king rejoice, i-^ The' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rife; He utters his almighty voice, The nations melt, the tumult dies. 94 P S A L IM XL VII. a The Lord of old for Jacob fought. And Jacob's God is flill our aid; Behold the works his hand has wrought. What defolations he has made. 3 From fea to fea, through all the fhores He makes the noife of battle peafe; When from on high his tliundef roars, He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the fpear. Chariots he burns with heavenly flame; Let earth in lilent wonder hear The found and glory of his came. 5 " Be flill, and learn that I am Go [ " The man that offers humble praife, " Declares my glory beft: " And thofe that tread my holy ways *' vliali my falvation tafte." FSALM 50. ver. i, 5, 8, \6, ii, 22. 'Third part. Common Metre. Th^ Judgmmt of hypocrites. TT^HEN" Chriil to judgment fliall defcend, And laints farrcund their Lord, Ke calls the nations to attend, And hear his awfal word. '' Not for the want of bullocks flain " Will I the world reprove; ** Aiuirs, and ntcs, and forms, are vain '' Wiihoat the fire of love. '' And what have hypocrites to do <( cfo bring their iHcri-iicer *' They call my ftatutes juft and trijej " But deal in theft and lies. " Could you expe6i to Tcape njy fight^ *' And (in v.'ithout controui? *' But I fhall bring your crimes to light *' With anguiili in your fouL'* Confider, ye that ilight the Lord, Before his wrath appear; If once you fall beneath his fv/ord, There's no dejiv'rer there. P S A L M ^o. Long Metre. Bypocrify expofecL 'X'HE Lord, the jadge, his churches warns, •* Let hypocrites attend and fear, C4 ^ ,ox P S A *L M L. Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care, ft Vile wretches dare rehearfe his na-n.. with hps of falfehood and ^eceit; A friend or brother they defame, And foothe and flatter thole they hate, 3 They watch to do their neighbors wrong, Yet dare to feek their maker's face; They take his covenant on their tongue, But break his laws, abufe his grace. 4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd vv'ith luft, defiPd with blood j By night they pradice every fin, By day their months draw near to God, 5 And while his judgments long delay, They grow fecure and fin the more; They think he fleeps as well as they, And put far oil the dreadful hour. 6 O dieadfulhour! when God draws n^^ar, And'fets their crimes before their eyesj His v/rath their guilty fouls fliali tear. And no dcliv rer dare to rife. f S A L M ^0. To a new tune, fke lajl judgment* ^ 'TheLoVd,thefov'reign,fendshisfummonsforth Calls thefouth nations,and awakes the north; From eall to weft the founding orders fpread Thro' diftant worlds and regions of the dead: No more ftiall atheifts mock his long delay; His vengeance Ileeps no mfj^e : behold the day ! BchcUi the Judge dfcfcends; hisguardsarenigh, ^emFi**and fire attend him down the fl-iy. P S A L M t. 103 He?.v^D,canh,&helldrawnear:ieta]]thingscome 'i hear his juflice, and the finner's deem: I Butgatherfirii myfaintF . 'the Judgecon^i-nands, Enngthem,yeangeJs,from their diflantlai:ds/ Behold, my cov'nant itands for ever good, Seald by th eternal facrlfice in blocd. Andfign'dwithalltheirnames;theGreek,theje\v That paid th.e ancient worfliip, or the new, There 'snodiftin'aion here; preparetheirthi ones, And Aear me feat ray fav'rites and my lens, 1, their almighty Saviour and their God, i am their Judge: yeheay'ns, proclaim abroad My juit eternal fentence, and declare Thofe awful truths that finners dread to hearj S}nners in Zion, tremble, and retire; 1 doom the painted hypocrite to fire. Not for the want ef goats or bullocks flain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain Without the flames of love; in vain the llore Of brutal off rings, that were mine before; j\iine are the tamer beafls and lavage breed, ' Flocks,herd3,& fields, &forefts where they feed, If 1 were hungry, would I af.c thee food? When did I thirft, or tafte the viaim s blood? C::n I be fiatter'd with thy cringing bows, Thy lolemn chatt'rings, and fantallic vovs? Are my eye? charmM thy veftments to behold^ Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold? Unthinking wretch! how couJd'ft thou hope ta AGod,a Spirit, with fuch toys as thefe? [p'eafe While, withmygraceand Itatuteson thyronguej ■ Thoii lov'il dec€it,and doft thy brother v.Tr reprove; And chcrifh fuch an impious thought within, That the All-holy would indulge thy fin ? See, God appears ; all nations join t* adore hi w ; Judgment proceeds, and finners fall before him. Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guihy foul; Kow, like a lion, fiiali my vengeance tear - Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'i er near, judgment concludes , helltrembhs, heaven rejoices , %ift up your heads, ye faints yiinth cheerful voice r P S A L M LI. . 167 E P I P H O N E M A. ''^ Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools be wife; Awake before this dreadful morning rife; Changeyourvaintho'ts,yourf]nfalv.'Qrksamend, Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend. Th€7i]oin^ye faints ; ivake ev* ry cheerful pafflon ; When Chriji returns-, he comes for your fahation^ PSALM j;i. Firft part. Long Metre*. A pe72iteTit pleading for pardo?i. 1 CHEW pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive; O Let a repenting rebel live: Are not thv mercies kige and free? May not a fmner truft ia thee? a My crimes are great, but can't furpaft The power and glory of thy grace: Great God, thy nftture hath no bounds So let thy pard'riing love be found. J O wafh my foul from ev ry fm, And make my guilty confcience clean j Here on my heart the burden lies, i And pall offences pain mine eyes. \ My lips with fhame my fins eonfefs I Agaioft thy law, againit thy grace: Lord, lliould thy jadgment grow fevere^ i I am ccadem'd, but thou art clear. I ShavijAfudden vengeance feize my breathy ! I mult proooi i thee juft in death, And if my foul v/ere lent to hcjj, ^ I Thy righteous law approves it weU. I Yet, fare a trtDnling fin net, Lord, Whofe hope, icill hovVing round thy word/ Would light on fome fweet promlfe therCj Some fuve fuoDort acaiRit defoair. io8 PSALM LI. PSALM St. Second part. Long Metre. Original and aSluaiftn confejfed, I T ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in Cir. ; JLi And born unholy and unckan: Sprung from' the man whofe guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. a Soon as we draw our infant breath. The feeds of fin grow up for death; The law demands a perfeft heart; But we're defii'd ia ev'ry part. [3 Great God, create my heart anew, And form my fpirit pure and true; O make me wife betimes to fpy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace; No outward forms can make me clean j The leprofy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beaft. Nor hyflbp'branch, nor fprinkling priefty Nor running brook, nor flood, nor fea. Can wafh the difmal {lain away. 6 Jefus, my Gocl, thy blood alone Hath pow'r fufficient to atorc ; Thy blood can make me wh.ce as inow; No Jewiih types could cieiinie me io. 7 While ^uik diilurbs and breaks my peace. Nor flelh nor foul hath reft or cale; Lord, let me hear thy pardYiing voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. PSALM LI. X09 FSALM^u Third part. Long Metre. The backjlider rejlored; or. Repentance and faith in the blood of Chrijl, I r\ THOU that hear'ft when finners cry, Vy Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. a Create my nature pure within. And form my foul averfe to fin; Let thy good fpirit ne'er depart. Nor hide thy prefence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light Call out and baniih'd from thy fight: Thine holy joys, my G^A, reftore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have grievM thy Spirit, Lord, Thy help and comfort ftill afford; And et a wretch come near thy throne, 1 o plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my kin^. Is all the facrifice I bring; The God of grace will ne'er defpife A broken heart for facrifice, 6 My foul lies humbled in the duft. And owns thy dreadful fentence jufl- Look down, O Lord, witji pitying eye. And fave the foul condemn'd to die. 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways- Sinners fiiall learn thy fovVeign grace : A J ^^^™ ^^ ""'y Saviour^s blood. And they Mi praife a pard'ning God. no PSALM I.I. 8 O may thy love infpire my tongue ! Salvation iliall be all myfong; An4 ail my powers fliall join to blefs The Lord, my flrength and righteoufnefse P S A L M p, vcr. 3—13. Firft part. Common Metre. Original and aSlual Jin confij/ed and pardoned^ I T ORD, I would fpread my fore diftrefs "^ And guilt before thine eyes; Againil; thy laws, agairifl: thy grace, How high my crimes arife I a Should 'ft thou condemn my foul to hell, And crufli my fiefh to duft, Hea^'n would approve thy vengeance welly And earth mull; own it juft. 3 I from the ftock of Adam came Unholy and unclean ; All .-y original is fhame. And all my nature fin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath j And, as my days advanc'd, I grew A j after prey for death. 5 Cleanfe me, Q Lord, and cheer my fouf^ With jhy forgiving love; O mrjj^e my broken fpirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy fpirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face; Create anew my vicious heart. And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the fons of men ; Backfliders (hall addrefs_ thy throne, And turn to God again. P S ^ L M 51, ver. 14—17- Second part. Common Metre. Repentance and faith in the blood of Chriji, I f^ God of mercy, hear my call, KJ My loads of guilt remove, Break down this feparating wall That bars me from thy love, a Give me the prefence of thy grace. Then my rejoicing tongue Shall fpeak aloud thy righteoufnefs, And make thy praife my fong. 3 No blood of gt>ats nor heifer flain For fin could e'er atone ; The death of Chrift ihall Hill remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A foui opprefs'd with fin's defert My God will ne'er defpife: A humble groan, a broken heart, Is our bell facrifice. PSALM 5 a. Common Metre. The difappcintme?it of the 'wicked. I "IT THY fnould the mighty make their boall, W And heavenly grace defpife? In their own arm they put their trufc, And fill their mouth with lies, a But God in vengeance fliall deflroy, And drive them from his facej No more (hall they his church annoy, Nor find on earth a place. lia PSALM Uh 3 But like a cultur'd olive grove, Drefs*d in immortal green. Thy children blooming in thy love Amid thy courts are feen. ' 4 On thine eternal grace, O Lord, Thy faints (hall reft lecure, ^"l ^}7^^ ^^^^ ^^^y *^oly word. Shall find falvation Aire. P S A L M ^z. Long Metre, The folly offelf-dependence. ^ \X/'HX^<^«^«i the haoghtyhero boaft, ixru-i S" ^"""^^f"* ^'"'"» ^»s warlike hoft? mile blood defiles his cruel hand. And defolation waftes the land. a He joys to hear the captive's cry, 1 he widow's groan, the orphan's figh; And when the wearied fword would fpare. His falfehood fpreads the fatal fnare. 3 He triumphs in die deeds of wrong. And arms with rage his impious tongue; With pride proclaims his dreadful power. And bids the trembling world adore. 4 But God beholds, and with a fro^vn, Cafts to the duft his honors down; I ^j p^nfeous freed, their hopes rccaH, And hail tlie proud opprefTor's fail. 5 How low th' infultirg tyrant lies. Who dar d th' eternal power defplfe; And vamlv deemM wu-h envious joy His arm almighty to deftrcv. AndfentfJilvaaon from the /kies; •fte faints, who faw our mournful davs, i)hall jom pur grateful fongs cf praiie.' PSALM LIII. LIV. IJ3 PSALM ^3. vcr.4~6. Common Metre. rL^ory ^ndd.Hveranc,fromperf,cutlon A ^ w?^^ the foes of Zion fools, -^ ^ Who thus deftroy her faints? Do they opt know her Saviour rules. And pities her complaints ? They ftall be feir.'d with fad furprizc; Uor (jod s avenging arm Shall crurti the hand that dares arife Ao do his children harm. In vain the fons of Satan boat Of armies in array; 1 ney rali aa eafy prey. O for a word from Zioa's kia;r. Her captives to reftorel Thy joyful flints thy praife (hall fing And Ilrael weep no more. P S A L M ^^, Common Metre. DEHOLD us. Lord, and let our cry Y f>etore thy throne afcend, -alt thou on us a pitying eye. And iliil our Jives defSnd. 'or flaughterii^ foes ijifult us round, Oppreffive, pi-oud and vain, hey caft thy temples to the ground. And all our rites profane, et thy forgiving grace we tniil. And m thv power rejoice ; l»ne arm Oiall crufh our foes to duU, ^^y praife mfpire our voice. 114 PSALM LV. 4 Be thou with thofe whofe friendly hand Upheld us in diftrefs. Extend thy truth through eyery land, , And ftill thy people blefs. PSALM 55* y^r. 1—8, i6, 17, i8> a*- Comnaon Metre* Support for the affjasd and tempted foul. I f\ GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, VJ Behold my flowing tears, Tor earth and hell my hurt jlevife, And triumph in m^ tears- ^ Their rage is level'd at my life, My fjul with guilt they load, _ And fill my thoughts with mward itrite. To ilvAe my hope in God. 3 What inward pains my heartftrings wounjj, I groan with ev'ry breath ; Horror and fe^r befet me round Amongfl the fhades of death. 4 O were I like a featherM dove. And innocence had wings, I'd fiv, and make a long remove From all thefe refllefs tnings. c Let me to Tome wild defert go. And find a peaceful home, Where ftorms of malice nev^r blow, Temptations never come. 6 Vain hopes, and.vain inventions all To 'fcape the rage ot hell! The mlghiv Cod, on whom I call, PSALM LV. PAUSE. 7 By morning light Til feek his face, ^ At noon repeat my cry, ► The night fhnil hear me aili his grace, Nsr will he long deny. 8 God {hsll prcferve my foul from fear, Or fiiield me when afraid; Ten thoufand angels muft appear If he command their aid. ^ I caft my burdens on the Lord, The Lord fuftains them all; My courage refts upon his word, That faints (hall never fall. lo My higheil hopes fhall not be vain, My lips fhall fpread his praife; Whde cruel and deceitful men Scarce li^e out half their days. P S J L AI s'^. ver. 15, 16, 17, 19, 22. Short Metre. [ T ET finners take their courfe, J^ And chufe the road to death; But in the worfhip of my God 1^11 fpend my daily breath. \ My thoughts addrefs his throne, When morning brings the light j I feek his bleffing ev'rynoon, And pay my vows at night. [ Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God, While finners perifh in furprife Beneath thine angry rod. , Becaufe they dwell at eafe, And no fad changes feel, They neither fear nor truft thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. ii6 PSALM LVh 5 But I with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord; Vll call my burdens on his arm. And reft apon his word. 6 His arm fhall well fuftain The children of his lovej The ground on which their fafety fiands • aso earthly power can move. ' 2' S A L M ^e. CoiT.mon Metre. DeUverance from opprefion and falfehcod ; or, i^od s care of his people, in arifwer to faith and prayer. 1 fr\ THOU, whofe juftice reigns on high, iru Tj . ""'"^"'^ ^^' opi^effion ceafe, Behold how envious finners try To vex and break my peace. '» The fons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord; But as mv hourly dangers rife, My refuge is tliy word. 2, In God moil holv, juil: and true, I have repos'd my trufl ; Nor will 1 fear whiU flefli Ccin do, The offspring ofUie duft. 4 They wreil my words to mifchief ftill. Charge me with unknown fiulr«^ ; Tor mifchiefsa^l their counfels fril. And malice alT their thoughts. 5 Shall theyefcape without thy frown? Muft their devices fland? O caft the haughty hnner down, And let hin> know thy hand J PSALM LVII. 117 PAUSE. God fees the forrows of his faints. Their groans affeft his ears: 1 hy mercy counts ray juft complaints, _ And numbers all my tears. When to thy throne I raife my cry. The wicked fear and flee : So fwift is prayer to reach the iky. So near is God to rae. In thee moft holy, juft and true, I have repos 'd my truft ; ISTor will I fear what man can do. The offspring of the duft. Thy folemn vows are on me, I^rd, Thou fhalt receive my praife; ril fing " hov/ faithful is thy word! " How righteous are thy ways 1 '* > Thou haftfecnr'd my foul from^eath, Oh fet thy prifoner free, That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employed for thee. PSALM 57. Long Metre. Praife for prote£}hn; grace and tru^h, MY God, in whom are all the fprings Ofboundlefc love and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy fpreading wings. Till the dark cloud is overblown. Up to the heav'ns I fend my cry, The Lord will my defires perform; He fends hb angel from the fky, And faves me from the threatening Horm. D2 ii8 PSALM LVIII. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heav'ns, where angels dv/ell; Thy powT on eurth be known abroad, And.Jand to land thy vyonders tell. 4 My heart is fix'd; my fdng (hall raife Immortal honors to thy name; Awake, my tongue, to found his praife, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utnioft ilcy; His trutli to endiefs years remains. When lower worlds diitulve and die. 6 Be thou exalted, O .my Go^, Above theheav'ns, where angels dv/ell; Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy v/onders tdi. P S A L M 5S. As the 113th Pfalm. War-nirig to 7nagijlrates, I TUDGES, who rale the world bylaws, J W\\\ ye defpife the righteous caule? When vile opprefTion wafles tlie hmd? Dare ye condemn the rfghteous poor. And l9\:rich finners 'fcapeft^ure, While gold and grcatncfs bribe your hand I z Have ye forgot, or never knew That God will judge the judges too! High in the heav'ns his juft'ce reigns; Yet you invade x^^^z rights of Gf/4; And fend your bold decrees abrJ.d, To bmd the confcience in y-our chains. • PSALM LIX. 119 5 A poifon'd arrow Is your tongue, The arrow fharp, the poifon ftrong, And death attends where'er it wounds s You hear no counfels, cries or tears; So the deaf adder flops her ears! Againft the power of charming founds, 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, Thofe teeth of Hons dy'd in blood; And crufli the ferpents in the duft; As empty chaiF, when whirlwinds rife. Before the fweeping tempcft flies, So let their hopes and names be loft. 5 Th' Almighty thunders from the fey. Their grandeur mehs, their titles die. As hills of fnow diflblve and run ; Or fnails that perifli in their llime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births that never fee the fun. 6 Thus fhall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and joy to faints afford; And all that hear (hall join and fay, *' Sure there's a God that rules on high, " A God that hears his children cry, " And will their fuiferings well rv^pay/ P S A L M S9- Short Metre. Prayer for national deliverance. I XpROM foes that round us rife, ^ O God of heav'n defend, Who brave the vengeance of the fides, And with thy faints contend. K > i Behol<^, from diftant fhores And defert wilds they come, Combine for blood their barWi-ous force, And through thy cities roam. 120 F S A L M i,x. 3 Beneath the filent-fliade Their fecret plots they lay Out ptsaceful wails by nighr invade^ And waile the fields by day. 4 And will the Godofgf^ace, Regardlefs of our pain, Permit,^ feeure, that impious race To riot in their reign? 5 In vain their fecret guile Or open force they prove; His eye can> pierce the deepeil tcU^ His hand their llrength remove. 6 Yet fave them, Lord, from death, Letl: we forget their doom j But drive th'em witli thine ;;ng- y breaih. Through diftant lands to roam. 7 Then ftiafl our grateful voice Proclaim pur guardian God: The natidns rounxl the earth rejoice,- And found the praife abroad. PSALM 6o. Common Metre. Lookhg to God hi tke dijlrefs of nvar, 1 J ORD, thou haft fcourg'd our guilty landy -1— * Behold thy people mourn ; ' ' ShaW vengeanc?' ever guide thy hand, And mercy ne'er return? a Beneath the tserrors of thine e\'e Earth's hai^ghty towers decay; Thy frownin,<^ mantle fpreads the iicy And mortals melt away. 3 Our Zion trembles at thy ilroke, And dreads thy lifted hand! Oh, heal the people thou hail broke, And fave the hnkinc: land* PSALM tXl. lai 4 Exalt thy banner n the field, For ihofe that fear thy name ; From barbarous hofts our nation fhield. And put our foes to fharae. ^ 5 Attend our armies to the fight. And be their guardian God; In vain fnall numerous powers unite Againft thy lifted rod. 6 Onr troops, beneath thy guiding hand. Shall gain a glad renown ; 'Tis God who makes the feeble (land. And treads the mighty down. PSALM 6u ver. i— 6. Short Metre, Safety in God* I Tl^HEN overwhelraM with grief My heart within me dies, Helplefs, and far from ail relief, To heav'n I lift mine eyes. ^ Oh lead me to the rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My Ihelter and my fliade. 3 Within thy prefence, Lord, For ever I'll abide; Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou giveft me the lot Of thofe thaj^ fear thy name ; If endlefslife be their rewards I fliall poffefs the fame. 1 2a PSALM LXII.LXIIL- P S J L M6%. ver. 5— 12. Long Metre. Xo trufl in the creatures; or. Faith in divine grace and poiver. 1 "jiyrYfpirit looks to God alone; iVX My rock and refuge is his throne; In all my fears, in all my ftraits, My foul on his falvation waits. a Trull him, ye faints, in all your ways, Four out your hearts before his face; When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our ali-fufficient aid. 3 Falfe are the men of high degree, 'J' he bafer fort are vanity; Laid in the balance both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increafing gold your truft, Nor fet your hearts on glitt'ring dufl; Why will you grafp the fleeting fmoke, And not believe what God has fpoke. Once has his awful voice declar'd, Once and again my ears have heai d, ^ All power is his eternal due; He muft be fear'd and trufted too. 5 For fov'reign power reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne; Thy grace and juflice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our laft reward. P S A L M 63. ver. i, 2, 5— 3» 4. Firft part. Common Metre. The mornlf!^ of a Lord's day. [ T,' ARLY. my God, without delay. Hi I hade to fcek thy fa«;e; My thirfty fpirit faints away. Without thy cheering grace. PSALM LXIII. 123 a So pilgrims on the fcorching fand, Berreath a burning fl^y, Long for a cooling ftream at hand, And they muft drink or die. 3 I've feen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple fhine; My God, repeat that heav'nly hour. That vifion fo divine. 4 Not all the bleffings of a feaft Can pleafe my foul fo well. As when thy licher grace I tafte. And in thy prefence dwell. 5 Not life itfelf, with all its joys, Can my befl paffions move, Or raife fo high my cheer ^1 voice, As thy forgiving love. 6 Thus till my lall expiring day • I'll bkfs my God and King; Thus will I Hft my hands to pray> And tune my lips to fmg. P S J L M 6^. ver. 6—10. Second part. Common Metre. Midnight thoughts recolk^ed. 1 '"T^WAS in the watches of the night X 1 thought upon thy power, I kept thy lovely face in fight Amidil the darkefl hour. a My ilcifh lay refting on my bed, . Ivjy fnui arofe on high ; *' My God, my Iwe, my hope.'" Ifaid, " Bring ihy faivation nigh,'* 124 PSALM LXIII. 3 My fpirit labors up thine hill. And ciimiis rhz heavenly road; , But thv right hand upholds me l1:ill. While I purfue my God. 4 Thy mercy flretches o'er my head The {hadow of ihy wings; My heart rejoices in thy aid. My tongue awakes and llcgs. 5 But the deftroyers of my peace Shall fret and raj^e in vain ; The tempter (hall for ever ceafe* And all my fins be (lain. 6 Thy fword (hall give my foes to death. And fend them down to dwell In the dark caverns of the earth. Or in the deeps of heli. P S ^ L M 6$, Long Metre. fjongmg after God; or. The hve of God better than life. I /^REAT God, indulge my humble claim, ^^ Thou art my hope, my joy, my reft; The glories that compofe thy name Stand all engag'd to make me blefl. % Thou great and good, thcu juft and wife. Thou art my Fatlier an^ my God; And I am thine by facred ties, Thy fon, thy fervant, bought with blood. 3 With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands For thee I lorg, to thee I look, As travellers in thirfty lands Pant for the cooling water brook. 4 With, early feet I love t' appear Among thy faints, andfeek thy face. Oft have I feen thy glory thrre. And felt the power of ibv'reign grace. PSALM LXIII. IZ5 5 Not fruits or wines, that tempt our tafte, No pleafures that to fenfe belong Could make me fo divinely bleft, Or raife fo high my cheerful fong. 6 My life itfelf without thy love No tafte or pleafure could afford; 'T would but a tirefome burden prove, If 1 were banifh'd from the Lord. *} Amidil: the wakeful hours of night, When bufy cares afflift my head, One thought of thee gives new delight. And adds refrefliment to my bed. 8 ril lift my hands, I'll raife my voice, While I have breath to pray or praife; This work (hall make my heart rejoice. And blefs the remnant of my days. P S A L M es. Short Metre, Seeking God. I TV yT Y God permit my tongue iVX This joy, to call thee mine; And let my early cries prevail To tafte thy love divine. 0, My thirfty fainting foul Thy mercy does implore: Not travellers in defert lands Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy power and glory to behold, And feel thy quickening grace. 4 For life without thy love No relifh can afford; No joy can be compared with this, To ferve and pleafe-the Lord. 126 PSALM LXIV. 5 To thee I'll lift my hands, And praife thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feafl Such food or pleafure give. 6 In ^vakeful hours of night I call my God to mind; I think how wife thy counfels are. And all thy dealings kind. 7 Since thou hall been my help, To ti:ee my fpirit flies, And on thy watchful providence My cheerful hope -relies. 8 The fhadow of thy wings My foul in fafety keeps: I follow where my Father leads, And he fupports my fteps, P S A L M 64.. Long Metre. 1 /^ REAT God, attend to my complaint, vJ Nor let my drpoping fpirit faint; When foes in fecret fpread the fnare, Let my falvation be thy care. 2 Shield me without, and guard within. From treacherous foes and deadly fin; May*fenvy, luft and pride depart. And heav'nly grace expand my heart. 3 Thv juftice and thy power difplay, Andfcatterfar thy Foes away; While lift'ning nations learn thy word. And faints triumphant blefs the Lord. J Then (hall thy church exaJt her voice. And all that love thy name rejoice; By faith approach thine awful throne^ And plead the merits of the Son. PSALM LXV. 127 S A L M 6$, ver. 1—5. Firftpart. Long Metre. PuUic prayer and praifs, r houfe, 'Vipre (hall tny 1^"-'" ^"> ^■-'\\.~' „ And there plrform their public vows. r^ .h^n wHofe mercy bends the flcies, AlUandsmheeftallii^^^ And every yielding heart obey.. , Againftmywillir.y fins prevail, ' W^c^ihallpW away thefts The blood of Chrift will never fail To wafh my garments white again. . Blefs'd is the man whom thou (halt choofe, ^ And give him kind accefs to thee; Give him a place withm tW hoafe, To tafte thy love divinely free. PAUSE, , Let Babel fear, when 2:ion prays, ^ Babel, prepare for ong diftrefs. . When Zion's God himfelf arrays In terror and in righteoufneis. 6 With dreadful glory God fuiiils What his affiiaed famts requeft; And with almighty wrath reveals His love to give his churches relt. , Then Hiall the flocking nat^*°P^^"i'„,.. ^ To Zion's hill, and own their Lordj The riling and the fettmg fun ShallVee the Saviour's name ador d. "' PSALM LXV. ^«'='"«' part. Long Metre. Atdreadfufdi4S^a^a:r^ When r,*J„5?SmS crowd ,o peace. ^'^ile^fnThTeaitdTtV'''; PSALM LXV. „5 8 Seafons and times obey his voice- The ev'nmg and the morn rejoice To fee the earth made ibft with Aiowers I^den with fruit, and drelVd in flowers. 9 Tis from his wat'ry ftores on high He gives the thirfty ground fuppiv; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Uoth his enriching drops difpenfe. ID The defert grows a fruitful field,* Abundant frait the rallies yield • The vaUies fiiout xvith cheerful voice. And neighbTing hills repeat their joyc. "J.^ paltures fmile in green array, rheir lambs and larger cattle play • The larger cattle and the lamb. Each in his language fpeaks thy name. la Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine- O'er ev;ry field thy glories^≠ '' rhiough ev ly month thy gifts appear: Great God, thy goodoefs crowns the year. PSALM 6s, Fifftparr, Common Metre. A prayer-kearing God; and the Gentiles called I p^^ wait^ in Zion, Lord, for thee ; -ru u 5 ^^^'^ ''"'■ ^^^^s be paid; Allflefh/liallfeekthyaid. ' % Lord, our iniquities prevail, A ^^V^^^^'"^"^ Srace-is thine, And thou wilt grant us power and fkill To conquer ev'ry fin. 3 Blds'd are the men whom thou wilt chufe To bring them near thy face. Give diein a dwelling in thine houf^ ^ o hctit upon ti]y grace. ' I30 PSALM LXV. 4 In anfw'ring what thy church requefts, Thy truth and terror fhine, And works of dreadful righteoufnefs Fulfil thy kind defign. 5 Thus (hall the wond'ring nations fee • ' The Lord is good and juft; And dlftant illands fly to thee. And make thy name their truft. i They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When figns in heav'n appear; But they (hall learn thy holy word, And love as well as fear. P SALM 6s. Second part. Common Metre. The providence of God hi atr^ earth afidfea; or, the hUjJings of rain. I >'T^ISl)ythy ftrengtl#the mountains ftand, J- God of eternal pow'r ; The fea grows calm at thy command. And tempeils ceafe to roar. a Thy morning light and ev'ning (hade SuccefTive comforts brmg : , Thy plenteous fruits make harveft glad, Thy flowers adorn the fpring. 3 Seafons and times, and moons and hours, Heav'n, earth and air are thme ; When clouds diftil in fruitful fliow rs, - The author is divine. 4 Thofe wandering cifterns in the (ky Borne by the winds around, Whofe wat'ry treafures well fupply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirfty ridges drink their fill, And ranks ofcorn appear ; Thv ways abound with bleflmgs Itill, Thy goodnefs crowns the year. PSALM LXV— LXVI. 131 P S A L M 65. Third part. Common Metre. The hkjfvigs ofthefpring; or^ God gives rain. A Pfalm for the hufbandman. , I r^ OD is the Lord, the heav'nJy idng, ^^ Who makes the earth his care; Vifits the paftures ev'ry fpring. And bids the grafs appear, a The clouds, like rivers, rais'donhigh. Pour out at his command Their wat'ry bleffings from the fliy, To cheer the thirfly land. 3 The foften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to fpring ; The vailies rich provifioji yield. And the poor fab'rers fing. 4 The little hills on ev'ry' fide Rejoice at falling flio\y'rs The meadows, drefs'd in beauteous pride, Perfume the air with ilow'rs. 5 The barren clods, refrefliM with rain, Promife a joyful crop ; The parched grounds look green again, And raife the reapers' hope. 6 The various months thy goodnefs crowns, How bounteous are thy ways ! The bleating flocks fpread o'er the downs, And fhepherds (hout thy praife, PSALM 66. Firfi: part. Common Metre. Governing p(ywer a?id goodnsfs ; or, our grace tried by affliStioJis. i Q ING, all ye nations to the Lord, . '^ Sing with a joyful noife : With melody of found record His honors and your joys. J3i PSALM LXVf. a Say to the Pow'r that form'd the flcy, " How terrible art thou ! " Sinners before thv prefence fly, " Or at thy feet they bow. "' [3 Come, fee the wonders of our God, How glorious are his ways ! In Mofes' hand he put the rod, And clave the frighted feas. 4 He made the ebbing channel dry. While Ifra'lpafs'd the flood; There did the church begin their joy. And triumph in their God.] 5 He rules by his refiftlefs might; Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th* Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war? 6 O blefs our God, and never ceafe; Ye faints, fcilfil his praife; He keeps our life, maintains our peace. And guides our doubtful ways. 7 Lord, thou haft provM our fulF'ring fouls, To make our graces Ihine; So filver bears the burning coals. The metal to refine. 8 Through wat'ry deeps and fiery ways' We march at thy command, Led to pofTefs the promls'd j.lace By thine unerring hand. P S A L M 6^. ■ ver. 13-20. Second part. Common Metre. Praife to God for hear'in'^ prayer. I "NTOW flial] my folemn vows be paid ^^^ To that almighty I'owV, 1 hat heard tlie low requeib I made In my diflrefsful hour. PSALM LXVir. ,33 % My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come, ye that fear my God and hear The wonders he has done. 3 When on my head huge forrows fell, I iought the heav'nly aid; He lav'd my frnkiug foul from hell. And death's etenial fhade. 4 If fin lay covered in ray heart While pray'remploy'd my tongue. The Lord hath fhown me no regard. Nor I his praifes fung. 5 But God (his name be ever blels'd!) Has fet my fpirit free. Nor tarn'd from him my poor requeft. Nor turn'd his heart from me. P S A L M (>-]. Common Metre. The nation* s profperityyandthe church's increafe, 1 CHINE, mighty God, on Zion fliine, O With beams of heav'nly grace: Reveal thy pow'r through all our coafts. And (hew thy fmiling face. [a Amidft our realm, exalted high Do thou our glory ftand, And like a wall of guardian fire. Surround the fav'rite land.] 3 When fliall thy name, from fhore to fkore, Sound all the earth abroad, Ard diftant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God? D3 I.H PSALM LXVIII. 4 Sing to the Lard ye diftant lands, Sing loud, with folemn voice ; Let every tongue exalt his praile, And every heart rejoice. 5 He, the great Lprd, the fov'reign Judge, That fits enthroned above, In wifdom rules the worlds he made And bids them tafte his love. 6 Earth Ihall obey his high command, And yield a full increafe ; Our God will crown his chofen land With fruitflilnefs and peace. 7 God the Redeemer fcatters round His choiceft favors here, While the creation's utmofl bound Shall fee, adore, and fear. P S J L M 68. Firft part. ver. i~6, ^^-zs^ Long Metre. The vengeance a?id compajjion of God, I T ET God arife in all his might, JLi And put the troops of hell to flight; As fmokc, that fought to cloud the fl^ies, Before the rifing tempeft flies. [a He comes, array 'din burning flames; Jufticeand Vengeance are his names: Behold, his fainting foes expire. Like melting wax before the fire.] 3 He rides and thunders through the flcy; His name Jehovah founds on high: Sing to his name, ye fons of grace; Ye faints rejoice, before his ftce. PSALM LXVIII. 135 4 The widow and the fatherlefs Fly to his aid in fharp diilreis ! In him the poor and heJpJefs find A Judge that's jull, a Father kind. 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain. And pris 'ners fee the lighf again ; But rebels, that difpute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darknefs Hill. PAUSE. 6 Kingdorns and thrones to God belong; Crown him, ye nations, in your fong: His wond'rous names and pow'rs rehearfe, His honors fhall enrich your verfe.' 7 He {hakes the heav'ns with loud alarms; How terrible is God in arms 1 In Ifra'i are his mercies known, Ifra'l is his pecuhar throne. $ Proclaim him king, proMunce himblefs'd; He's your defence, yourloy, your reft; When terrors rife, and nations hint, God is the Itrength of ev'ry faint. P S /I L M dZ, ver. 17, 18. Second part. Long Metre. Chr ill's afce7ifio?i, and the gift of the Spirh^ I T ORD, when thou didll: afbend on high, "^ Ten thoufand angels fiU'd the fky ; Thofe heav'nly guards around thee wait. Like chariots that attend thy Hate. % Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious, when the Ltid was there. While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, Aiid flruck the chofen tribes with awCo »36 PSALM LXVlIt., 3 How bright the triumph none can teli> When the rebellious pow'rs of hell, That thoufand fouls had captive madcj, Were all in chains, like captives, led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He fenthis promised Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men. That God might dwell on earth again. PSALM 6S. ver. 19, 9 — 20, ai, 22. Third part. Long Metre. Praijcfor temporal hlejpmgs ; or, Co7Jiniom and Jpecial vurcies, I '\^E blefs the Lord, the iuft, the good. Who fills our hearts with heav'nly food j Who pours his bleffings from the fkies. And loads our days witli rich fupplies. a He fends his fun his circuit round. To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground; He bids the clouds with plenteous rain, Refrefh the thirlty earth again. \ i 'Ti/ to his care we owe our breath. And all our near efcapes from death: Safety and, health to God belong; He heals the weak, and guards the ftrong. 4 He makes the faint and (inner prove The common bleflings of his love; But the wide difF'rence that remains Is endlefs joy or endlefs pains. $ The Lord that bruis'd the ferpent*s head. On all the ferpent's feed fhall tread. The ftubborn finner's heart confound, And finite him with a lafling wound. I* S A L M LXIX. I 4 But his right Hand his faints fliall ralfe iTom the deep earth, or deeper leas ; And bring them to his court above, There fiiall they tafre his fpeciai love. P S A L M. 69. ver. i— 14, Firid- part. Gommon Metre. "Ths Sufferings of Chrijl for our fahatkni AVE me, O God, the fwelliiig floods. s- " Break in upon my foul: ** I fink; and forrows o'er my head " Like mighty waters roll. i " I cry 'till all my voice be gone^ " In tears 1 wade the day; " My God, behold my longing eyes, " And iliorten thy delay. 3 " They hate my foul without a caufe, *' And ftill their number grows; " More than the hairs around ray head " And mighty are my foes. 4 " 'Tav2s then I paid t!iat dreadful debt " That men could never pay, " And gave thofe honors to thy law *' Wiiich fmners took away." 5 Thus, in the great MelTiah's name, The royal prophet mourns ; Thus heawakes our hearts to grief'. And gives us joy by turns. 6 " Now (hall the faints rejoice and 'avi^ " Salvation in my name^ '* For J have borne their heavy load ** Of forrcw, pain, and fbame. 138 P S{A L M LXIX. 7 " Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round, " And iackcloth was my drefs, ** While 1 procur'd for naked foals " A robe of righteoufnefs. 8 ** Amongft my brethren and the Jews " I like a flrangerftood, ** And bore their vile reproach, to bring " The Gentiles near to God^ 9 *' I came in fmful mortals flead " To do my Fathers will, *' Yet, when 1 cleansM my Father's houfe, ^ *' They fcandaliz'd my zeal. 10 " My faftings and my holy groans " Were made the drunkard's fong; " But God, fropi his celeftial throne, *' Heard my complaining tongue. ii "'He fav'd me from the'dreadful deep, " Where fears befet nie round; *' He rais'd and fix^d my finking feet *' On well eflabUlQiM ground. 17, ** 'Twas in a moft accepted hour *' My pray'r arcfe on high, " And, for. my fake, my Gpa fliall hear " The dying finner's cry.'* PSALM 69. ver. 14—21, 26,' 29, 32. < Seconl part. Common ^leue. The pajton and^e'^taltatioi of.Chrjfi- I XT OW let our lip3,- with holy fear, -iM And mournful pleafiire, fcng _ 'i he fuff 'rings of our great High Prieit, The f(^rrows of our Kirg. PSALM LXIX. J 39 2 He finks in floods of deep diftrefs; How high the waters rife ! While to his heavenly Father's ear He fends perpetual cries. 3 " Hear me, O Lord, and fave thy fon, Nor hide thy fnining face; " Why fhould thy fav'rite look like one " Forfaken of thy grace? 4 *' With rage they pei^fecute the man " That groans beneath thy wound, " While fur a facrifice I pour " My life upon the ground. , 5 " They tread my honor to the d^u{t, *' And laugh when I complain'; " Their fharp infulting ilanders add *' Frelh anguiih to my pain. 6 *' Ail my reproach is known to thee, *' The fcandal and the Iharne ; *' Reproach has broke my bleeding L^art, " And lies defil'd my name. 7 *■* I look'd for pity but in Tain; '-' My kindred are my grief; " I aH-c my friends for conr-ifort round, *' But rneet with no relief, 3 '* With vinegar they moc^^y thirft, '' They give m.e gall for'lood; " And, fporting with my dyiog groans, " They triumph in my blood. <) '-' Shine into my diilireffed foul, " Let tfty ccmpaffion fave; .' *' And though my fiefh link down to death, ** Redeem it from the grave. ' | JO " I fliall arife to praife ihy name, * '' Shall reign in wcrWr. unknown, " And thv falvntion, O my GacL " Shailfea.: me on diy thronef' J40 PSALM LXIX. PSALM 69. Third part. Common Metre. ChriJVs ohedience and death; or, God glorified and fmners faved, I pATHER, I fing thy wondVous grace, •^ I blefs my Saviour's name. He bfoaght falvation for the poor, And bore the finner's Ihame. a His deep diilrefs has rais'd us high, His duty and his zeal I'ulfiU'd tlie law which mortals broke, And finifh'd all thy will. 3 His dying groans, his living fongs. Shall better pleafe my God, Than harp or trumpet's folemn found, Than goat's or bullock's blood. 4 This Ihali his humble followers fee. And fet their hearts at reft ; They by his death draw near to thee, And live for ever blefs'd. 5 Let heavfn and all that dwell on high To God their voices raife, While lands and feas afiift the fliy. And join t' advance his praife. 6 Zion is thine, nioft holy God ; Thy Son fhall blefs her gates j And glory, purchas'd by hisblood^^ For thine own Ifra'l waits. PSALMe^. FirH part. Long Metre, Chrtjl^s pctjjion, and fin7iersfalvation. I "P\EEP id our hearts let us record A^ The deeper forrows of our Lord; Behold the rising billows roll. To overwh^jlm his holy foul. PSALM LXIX. 141 4 In long complaints, be fpends his breath. While hofts of hell, and pow'rs of death, And all the fons of malice join To execute their cuis'd defign. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love Has i^de the curfe a bleffing prove; Thofe dreadful fuft' rings of thy Son Aton'd for crimes which we have doner 4 The pangs of our expiring Lord, The honors of thy lawreltor'd; His iorrows made thy juftice known^ And paid for follies not his own. 5 O for his fake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning fmner live; The Lord will hear us in his l^ame, Nor (hail our hope be turn'd to ihamCi P S J L M 69. ver. 7, ^r. Second part. Long Metre. Chriffs Sufferings and zeaL I ''T'WAS for our fake, eternal God, -*■ Thy Son iuilain''d that heavy load Of bafe reproach, and fore difgrace. While fhame dcfil'd his facred face. s The Jev/s, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the Man that checkM their fin; While he fulfil' d thy holy lav/s, They hate him, but without a caufe. [3 " My Father's honfe," faidhe " was made *' A place for worfhip^ not for trade;" Then, fcati'ring all their gold and brafs, He fcourgd the merchants from the place. ^4a PSALM LXX. U Zeal for the temple of his God Confum d his life, exposed his blood ; Reproaches at thy glory thrown He feJt,and mourn>d them as his own.! ^\^u-i r"^' ^^'^°^^' ^"s followers fled. While foes and arms furround his h<5ad Im7.rt"f^r^-"'7^^'' a iland'rous tongie, r. S- IT ^""u^ ^'i^^^f maintains the wrong.] ^\ A ^u^ ^^^yMd with hateful lies, And chame his lips with blafphemies: ^hey nail him to the fhameful tree: 1 here hung the man that died for me.] 7 But God beheld^; and, from his throne, Marks out the men that hate his fon, The hand that rais'd him from the dead bhall pour the vengeasce on their head, P 5 A L M ^o. Common Metre. Proteaioji againjlpsrfonal enemies. 1 jN hafte, O God, attend my call, f;,^o^^^ear my. cries in vain; A \ ^i^T, ^^^^^^ Pi-event my fall. And M\ my hope fuftain. a When foes infidious wound my name. And tempt my foul aftray, Then let them fall with larting fliame. To their own plots a prey. 3 While all that love diy name rejoice. And glory in thy word, In thy falvation raife their voice. And magnify the Lord. 4 O thou my help in time of need, Behold ray fore difmay ; 111 pity haften to my aid, Is^or let thy grace delayo PSALM LXXL 143 PSALM 71. ver. 5^9. Firft part. Common Metre. The agedfaJnfs reflexion and hspe, ft "j^/TY God, my everlafting hope, iVi. 1 live upon thy truth ; Thine hands have held my childhood up. And ftrength'ned all my youth. a My flefli was fafliion'd by thy power, With all thefe Hmbs of mine ; And, from my mother's painful hour, I've been entirely thine. 3 Still ha^ my life new wonders feea Repeated every year; Behold^ my days that yet remain I truft them to thy care. 4 Caft me not off when ftrength decllfies^ When hoary hairs arife ; And round me let thy glory fhine, Whene'er thy fervant dies. 5 Then, inthebifl'ryofmy age, y When men review my days. They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praife. P S J L M 71. ver» 15, 14, 16, 33, as, 24* Secontl part. Common Metre. Chrijl ourjlrength and righteoiifnefsn I "V/T Y Saviour, my almighty friend, IVX When I begin thy praife, Where will the growing numbers end? The numbers of thy grace. a Thou art my everlafting truft, Thy goodnefs I adore ! And fince I knew thy graces firft, I fpake thy glories more. 144 P S A L M LXXL S My feet fliall travel all the length Of tlie celeftlal road, And march with courage, in thy ftrength To fee my Father God. ' 4 When I am fill 'd with fore diftrefs For fome furprifing fin, I'll plead thy perfe^ righteoufnefs, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The via'ries of my King! My foul, redeem'd from fin and hell. Shall thy falvation fing. [6 My tongue fhall all the day proclaim My Saviour and my God, His death has brought my foes to {hamCj And fav'd me by his blood.] 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs; With this delightful fong I'll entertain the darkcft hours, Nor think the feafqn long. P S A L M '^u ver. 17-^21. Third part. Common Metre. The aged Chrijl'mn's prayer and fong; or. Old agCy deatk, and the refurreaion, 1 /^ on of my childhood, and my youth, v_T The guide of all ray days, I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth, And told thy wond'rous ways. a Wih thou forfake my hoary hairs, And leave my ftinting heart? Who (hall fuftain my finking years \^ God, my flrengih depart. PSALM LXXIL 3 Let me thy powder and truth procbim Lsfore the nhncr age. And leave a favour of thy Dame When I /IiaLi quit the ftage. 4 TheJand «f filence and of death Attends my next remove; . O may thefe poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy Jove! ~~P A V s E. 5 Thy righteoufnefs is deep and hirrh Unfearcbable thy deeds ; ^ * Thy glory fpreads beyond' the fl:y, And all my praife exceeds. 6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar. And oft eadur d the grief; But when thy han ^'n duft Myiiernrnall be thy care; '' Thefe wither'd limbs with thee I trull '1 laiic them Hcon^^ and Uu . P S J L Jll 72. Firib part. Long Metre. T/je kingdom of Chrijl. I r^REAT God, whofe unive.fdfwav vJJ J he. known and unknown worlds obev Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his power, exalt his throne. E Mi ,46 PSALM LXXIT. ^ Thy fceptre well becomes his hands. All heav'n fubmits to his commands; His juftice Ihall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With power he vindicates the juft. And treads th' oppreffor in the dufl; His worihip and his fear (hall laft, Till hours, and years, and time be paft. '/ 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, V So (hall he fend his influence down; His grace on fainting fouls diftijs, Like heav'nly dew on thirlty hills. , The heathen lands that he beneath The (liades of overfpreading death. Revive at hi^ fir ft dawning light. And deferts bloffom at the light. 6 The faints (Hall flourilh in his days, Drefs'd in the robes of joy and praife ; Peace, like a river from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. PSALM']!. Seeendpart. Long Metre, ChnJ's kingdojn among the Gentiku I TESUS (hall reign where'er the fun J Does his fucceflive journeys run : His kingdom ftretch from (hore to (hore, Till moons (hall wax and wane no more, fi Behold the nations with their kings; There Europe her beft trnbute brings; From north to fouth the priiices meet To pay their homage at his feet. 3 There Perfia, glorious to behold, And India ihines in eaftern gold; While wefl -rn empires own their Lord^ Andfavage gribes attend hia word.] PSALM LXXIII. 14; 4 For him (hall eodlefs pray'r be made, And endlefs praifes crown his head; His name like fweet perfume fhall rife With every morning facrifice. 5 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with fweeteft long; And infant- voices fhall proclaim Their early bleffings on his name. 6 BleiEags abound where'er he reigns ; The joyful pris'ner burfts his chains; The weary find eternal reft, And all the fbns of want are bleft. fy Where he difplays his healing power. Death and the curfe are known no more; In him the tribes of Adam boaft More bleiEngs than their father loft. S Let every creature rife and bring Peculiar honors to our king: Angels defcend with fongs again. And earth repeats the loud amen. PSALM ^1$. Firftpart. Common Metre, 3 Jfflided faints happy\ and prof perous firmer ' curfed. I VrOW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind IN To men of heart fincere, Yet once my fooUfh thoughts repinM, And bord'red on defpair. a I griev'd to fee the wicked thrive, And fpoke with angry breath, *• How pleafant and profme they live; " How peaceful is their death! 3 ** With well-fed flefti and haughty eyes ** They lay their fears to fleep : ** Againft the heav'ns their flanders rife, •' While faints in likflce weep. Ji 48 PSALM LXXIII, ** In valii T lift my hands to pray, '' And cle;inie my heart in vain; " For I am c.ialVned aJJ the day, " The night renews ray pain." Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; " Sure I fhall thus offend thy faints, " And grieve the men I lore." But flill I found my tioubts too hard. The confli(5l too fevere, 'Till 1 retir'd to fearch thy word. And learn thy fecrets there. There, as in fome prophetic glafs, 1 faw the fmner fit. High mounted on a flipp'ry place, Bef{de a hery pit. I heard the wretch profanely boaft, 'Till at thy frown he fell; His honors in a dream were Icil, And he awakes in hell. Lord, what an envious fool I was! Hjv/ like a thoughtlefs beafl! Thus to fufpe^l thy promis'd grace, ! And think the wicked blefl. f;Yet I was kept from full defpair, f Upheld by power unknov/n; That bleffed hand that broke the fnare |h Shall guide me to thy throne. ' P S A L M 73. ver. a3~28. Second part. Common Metre. God our portion here and hereafter, Q.OD, mv fupporter and my hope. My hcip For ever near, Xhine arm of mercy held me up When finking ia defpair, Through I^fi^;^;^;^/," demy feet t Were 7 r„ ^"^ '^y '"•''^e- And whilft this °-i • •■ My tongue nI.|jC,^'^^°y.-. , And teJI the world rayor'"''™''"^' i^o PSALM LXXin. Their f.ncyM joys, how faft they flee! Like dreams, as fleeticg and as Tarn; Their loDgs of icfteft harmony Are but a prelude to their pain. New 1 efteem tbeirji^j.^-^^J'Juood- Too dear to purchale with my blood, LoTd, 'tis enough that thou ^imne^ My hfe, my pomoa, and my God. p A S L M -/S* Short Metre. The fmjiery */ Providence unfolded. I CURE there's a righteous God, O Nor is rehgion vain ; . . , Though men otvice may todl aloud. And men of grace complam. a 1 f v\v the wicked rife, . Ard felt my heart repmc, While haughtv fools with fcornlul eyes In robes of honor ftune. U Pamper'd with wanton eal^ Their flefti looks full and fair. The' weahh rolls in like flowingfeas. And grows without their care. .Pree from the plagues and pains T^^rgHftS^^^^^ And racks the humble poor. r Their impious tongues blafpheme 1 he everlafting God: Their malice blafts the good man s name. And fpieads their hes abroad. 6 But 1 with fio^^dnp tears Indulce m.v doubts to me , «Msth?ea God that fees or beais "The things belowtheflaes? PSALM LXXIV. 151 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard fu/pence, 'Till to thy houfe my feet were brought To learn thy juftice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my miftake amend; I viewM the finners life before, But here I learnt their end. 9 On what a flipp'ry fteep The thoughtlefs wretches go! And, oh! that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below! ro Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine: I call my God my portion now. And all ray powers are thine. P S A L M ^^, Common Metre. TJ^e church pleading 'with God under fore perfs- ctitio?i. I \yiLL God for ever caft us off! His wrath for ever fmoke Agamft the people of his love — ^^ His little chofen fiock? % Think of the tribes fo dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood; Nor let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory ftood. 3 Lift up thy feet, and march In hafte. Aloud om ruin calls; See what a wide and fearful wafte is^made within thy walls. 4 Where once thy churches pray'd and fang. Thy foes profanely rage; Amid thy gates their enligns hang. And there their hofts engage. i',2 PSALM LXXV. 5 How are tlie feats of woifliip broke? They tear the buildings down. And he that deals the heaviell itroke Procures the chief renown. 6 With flames tliey threaten to deftroy Thy children in their reft; " Come let us burn at once" (they cry) *' I'he temple and the prieft." 7 And, flBl to heighten our diftrefs, Thy ^refence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted figns of power and grace, 'I hy power and grace are gone. 8 Ko prophet {peaks to caini our grief, But all in filtnce niourfi; Kor know the times of op relief, The iour of thy returilt. PAUSE. 9 How long, eternal God, how long Shall men of pride blafpheme; Shall faints be made their endlefs fong. And bear immortal fliame? 10 C?n{l thou for ever fit and hear Thy holy name profan'd — And llill thy jealoufv forbear, And ftill withhold thy hand ? 11 What flrange oeliv "ranee haft thou fliewn In ages long before? And now no other God we own, No other God adore. I a Thou didft divide the raging fea By thy refifticfs might, To make thv tribes a wondrous way, And then iecure their flight. P S A L M LXXV 353 13 Is not the world of nature thine, The darknels and the day? Didft thou not bid the morning fliine, And mark the fun his way? 14 Hath not thy power form'd ev'ry coaft, And fet the earth its bounds, _ With fummer's heat, and winter's froft, In their perpetual rounds? 15 And (hall thefons of earth and dull:, Thatfacred power blafpheme! Will not thy hand that form'd them nrlt Avenge thine injured name? 16 Think on the covenant thou haft made, And all thy words of love; Nor let the birds of prey invade And vex thy trembling dove. 17 Our foes would triumph in our blood, And make our hope their jeft; Plead thine own caufe, almighty God, And give thy childi^n reft. F S A L M ']^, Long Metre. Praife to God for the return of peace. I nnO thee, moft high and holy God, J. To thee our thankful hearts we raife, Thy works declare thy name abroad— Thy wondrous works demand our praife. a To flav'ry doom'd thy chofen fons Beheld their foes triumphant rife; And, fore opprefs'd by earthly thrones, They fought the fov'reign of the flues. E % 154 PSALM LXXVI. 3 'Twas then, great God, with equal power Arofe thy vengeance and thy grace. To icourge their legions from the fhore. And lave the remnant of thy race. 4 Thy !]and, that form'd the reftlefs main. And rear'd the mountain's awful head. Bade raging feas their courfe reftr^o. And defert wilds receive their dead. 5 Such wonders never come by chance, Ivor can the winds fuch bieffings blow; i js God the judge doth one advance, Tis God that lays anodier low. Let haughty tyrants fink their pride. Nor lift fo high their fcornfbl head. But lay their impious thoughts afidc. And own the empire God hath made. P S J L M 76. Common Metre, TfraeJ Saved, and the JJfyrians deflroyed: or i^od s vengeance dgtttnjl his enemies proceeds from his church, ^ 1 TN Judah God of old was known: •* His name inlfrael great; In Salem ftood his holy throne. And Zion was his feat. a Among the praifes of his faints. His dwelling there he chofe; There he receiv'd their juft complaints Agamlt their haughty foes. 3 From Zion went his dreadful word. And broke that threatening fpear; The bow, the arrows and the fword. And crulh'd th' Aflyrian war. PSALM LXXVIL 155 4 What are the 1 earth's wide kingdoms eJfe But mighty hills of prey? The hill on which Jehovah dwells Is glorious more than they. 5 'Twas Zion's king that ftcpp'd the breath Of captains and their bands; The men of might deep fait in death, That quells their warlike hands. 6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, Both horfe and chariot fell : Who knows the terrors of thy rod? Thy vengeance who can tell. 7 What power can {land before thy fight When once thy wrath appears? Whenheav'n fhines round with dreadful light, The earth adores and fears. 8 When God in his own fov'reign ways Comes down 10 fave th' oppreft, Tie wrath of man (liail work his praife, .\nd he'll reilrain the reft. [9 Vows to the Lord, and tribute bring; y& princes fear his frown; His errors ihake the proudeft king. Aid fmite his armies down. TO Thtthunder of his (harp rebuke Oj- haughty foes fliall feel; For J'ccob's God hath not forfook, ~ But iwelis in Zion ililL] FSAU^ -j^, Fhapart. Common Metre. Melar.Mj ajjaiiltingy and hope prevailing, I 'ipO Gol I cry'd with mournful voice, •*• I f")U;ht his gracious ear. In the fadhour, when trouble rofe, And fill i my heart with fear. ii<5 PSALM LXXVII. a Sad were my days, and dark my nights. My fonl refusd relief; 1 thought on God, thejuftand wife, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Stin I con- plain 'd, and ftill oppreft. My heart begaji to break; My God, thy Wrath forbade my refl. And kept my eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming forrows grew, 'Till I could fpeak no more; Then I within myfeif withdrew. And calPd thy judgments o'er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times. When 1 beheld thy face; My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes That Plight withhold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind. Which I enjoy 'd before; And will the Lord no more be kind— His face appear no more ? J Will he forever cait me off— His promife ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? / Shall anger flill prevail ? / I But I forbid this hopelefs thought, / This dark defpairing frame. Remembering what thy hand hath /roughtj Thy hand is ftiil the fame. 9 I'll think again of all thy ways, / And talk thy wonders o'er. Thy wonders of re cov'ring gracy. When ilelh could hope no mae. PSALM LXXVIL 157 10 Grace dwelt with juftlce on the throne; And men that Jove thy word Have in thy fancluary known The counfels of the Lord. PSALM 1-^, Second part. Common Metre/ Coinfort derived from ancient providence ; or, Calaan ''°^'' ^^^'^^' ^«^ ^/-^«^/^z' tt ^ ^^ TTS^ awful is thy chaft'ning rod?" u ^L ^'^^■"^ ^^y °^^^ children fay;) The great, the wife, the dreadful God! How holy IS his way! 2 I'll meditate his works of old. Who reigns in heav'n above; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trull his love. 3 He faw the houfe of Jofeph lie With Egypt's yoke oppreft; Long he delay'd to hear their cry; Nor gave his people reft. 4 The fons of pious Jacob feem'd Abandoned to their foes; But his almighty arm redeera'd The nation whom he chofe. 5 From flavifh chains he fets them free. They follow where he calls ; He bad them venture through the fea. And made the waves their walls. 6 The waters faw thee, mighty God, The waters faw thee come; Backward they fled, and fnghted flood, To make thine armies room. 158 PSALM LXXVIII. 7 Strange was thy journey through the fea. Thy footfteps, Lord, unknown; Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. £8 Thy voice with terror in the found Through clouds and darkncfs broke; All heav'n in lightning (hone around, And earth with thunder fhook. 9 Thine arrows through the fides were hurPd; How glorious is the Lord! Surprize and trembling feiz'd the world, And all his faints ador'd. 10 He gave them water from the rock; And, fafe by Mofes' hand, Through a dry defert led his flock To Canaan's promis'd land.] PSALM >]$. Firftpart. Common Metre. Providence of God recorded; or^ Picus educa- tion and in fir uSI ion of children. 1 T ET children hear the mighty deeds X_j Which God perform'd of old, Which in our younger years we faw, And which our fathers told, a He bids us make his glories known; His works of pow'r and grace: And we'll convey his wonders down Through ev'ry rifing race. 3 Our lips fhall tell them to our fons. And they again to their's, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus fhall they learn in God alone Their hope fecurely flands, That they may ne'er forget his works. But pradlife his commands. PSALM LXXVIII. 159 P SAL M 78. Second part. Common Metre. JfraeVs rebellion and punijrxment; Or, Thejiiis and cbajlifsments ofGod^s psoyle. I r\ WHATaftiffrebeUious houfe v^ Was Jacobus ancient race! FalJe to their own mo3: iblemn vows, And fo their Maker's grace! a They broke the covenant of his love, . And did his laws defpife; Forgot the works he wrought to prove His pow'r before their eyes! 3 They faw the plagues on Egypt "light From his avenging hand: What dreadlui tokens of his might Spread o'er the ftubburn land! 4 They faAV him cleave the mighty fea. And march'd wiih fafety through, With wat*ry waljs to guard their way, 'Till they had 'icap'd the foe. 5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, Composed of inade and light; By da'y it provM a IheltTing cloud, A leading fire by night, 6 He from the rock their thirft fupplied; The gufhing waters flowd, And ran in rivers by their fide, Along the defert road. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord Moil High, And darM diflruil his hand: ** Can he with bread our hofl fupply " Amidft this barren landf" i6o PSALM LXXVIII. 8 The Lord, with indignation heard. And caus'd his wrath to flame? His terrors ever ftand prepar'd To vindicate his name. PS^LM 78. Third part. Common Metre. The pufjifljment of luxury and intemperance; or^ Chaftifement andfulvation. I ■\T7'HEN Ifrael fmn'd, the Lord reprov'd, V\ And lili'd their hearts with dread; Yet he forgave the men he lov'd, And fent them heav'nly bread. a He fed them with a hb'ral hand. And made his treafures known; He gave the midnight clouds command ^ To pour provifion down. 3 The manna, Hke a morn'ng fhcw'r, Lay thick around their feet ; The food of heav'n, fo hght, fo pure, As though 'twere angels meat. 4 But they, in mnrm'ring language, faid, " Is manna all onr feaft? ** We loathe this light, this airy bread; " We mufl have flefh to tafte/' 5 ** Ye (hall have flefh to pleafe your luft," The Lord in wrath reply'd ; And fent them quails, like fand, or dull, Heap'd up on every fide. % He gave them all their own defire; And, greedy, as they fed. His vengeance burnt with fecret fire, And fmote the rebels dead. PSALM LXXVIII. i6i 7 When {brae were flain, the reft return'd, And Ibusht the Lord with tears; ^ Under tlie^od they fear'd and mourn d, But foon forgot their fears. 8 Oft he chaftis'd, and ftill forgave, 'Till, bv his gracious hand, ^ The nati(;ns lie refoh/'d to fave Poiiefs d the prornis'd land. P S A L M 78. ver. 32, ^^c. Pourth part. Long Metre. Backfjdingandforg'tveiiefsi or. Sin pwi'ijhed, and faints fatjcd. I f^ REAT God, ho\v oft did Ifrael prove, \J By turns, ihine anger and thy love? There, in a glafs, our hearts may fee How fickle and how fa}fe they be. a Plow foon- the faithlefs Jews forgot The dreadful wonders God has wrought; Then they provok'd him to his face, Nor fear his pow'r, nor truft his grace. 3 The Lord confum'd their years in pain? And made their travels long and vain; A tedious march through unknov/n ways Wore out their ftrength,and fpent their days. 4 Oft, when they fa'^ their brethren (lain. They raourn'd and fought the Lord again; Call'd him the Rock of their abode, Their high Redeemer, and their God. 5 Their pray'rs and vov/s before him rife. As flatt'ring words, or folemn lies. While their rebellious tempers prove Palfe to his covenant and his love. ''' P S A L M LXXIX. 6 Yet could hi3 fov'reign grace forgive ^he men who ne'er deferv'd to live- His anger oft away he tumU Or eifc with gentle flnme It burnU 7 He faw their fleOi was weak and fraiJ A 5 ,^:?^ °^ Abra'ra lovM them ftijl And led them to his holy hili! ' ^ S ^ L M 'jg. Long Metre. B Th - J?' O God, what cruel foes ±f ^^> Peaceful heritage invade • InouilthyfacredwaUsarelaid. Thv°n: 'V -/ ies drenchM in blood, The fowl ^/'J-^^'^ '" ^^^^ '•^'^''^■^'; ihe fowJs of heaven their flc/h dcour, 3 Th infultmg foes, with impious rage, - i^^P^oach thy children to their face; And where the promife of h,s grace:" 4 Deep from zn, pnfon's horrid glooms Thp /^^u?"^"'g" power reprieve The trembhng fouls condemn 'd to die. 5 Let thofe, who dar=d t' mfult thy reign: Whtr^f.^"^'^' \^"^ ^"^^^^'^ ^^^'-^e, Sh II frn '?' '"'^^ '^^ 8^^^^ d^^Pif^» 6 So fh I K .'^O ^'^^Seance learn thy name. 6 So Ihall thv children, freed from death, Eternal longs of honor raife, ' And every future age fiiall tell X hy fov'reign power and pard'ning grace PSALM l^^- '*^ ,, church is m^^arf^f^^Xd; lo^ long, 'had W-J-*^?^; Bat now, dear M""' , i^eW tree. , Why is her beauW 'to de^<=^t,fte? 1 64 ^ ^ A L M I.XXK1. ^^'th pow-r and R;ace J^'' ^°° '''^'^ d i^nrr L- . *>'^*<=« •»«»■« the reft. 'S'I^,':'^i?rd aloud. ^«adtC^!^:-f-urGod; PSALM LXXXII. i6 etch thy deCres abroad, \nd I'll fupply them v/elJ; t if ye will refiife your Gcd, f Ifrael will rebel ; leave them/' faith the Lord, Po their own lufts a pi ey, diet them run the dangrous roadj Tis their own chofen way. :, O! that all my faints /Vould hearken to my voice! in I would eafe their fore complaints, i.nd bid their hearts rejoice, lile I deflroy their foes, 'il richly feed my flock, 1 they fhall taftc the ftreara that flows 'rom their eterLai rock." ' S A L M 82. Long Metre. Supreme Governor; or^ Llagiflrates ivar-fied. iONG th' aflemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his feat,- 5od ofheav'n, as judge, furveys gods on earth, and all their ways, will ye frame oppreffive laws? ly fupport th' unrighteous caufe? will ye once defend the poor, foes may vex the faints no more, know not, Lord, nor will they knov/; are the ways in which they go; name of eaithly gods is vain, ey fliall fall and die like men, O Lord, and let thy Son ( his univerfal throne, ule the nations v/ith his rod; our judge, and he our God, i6G P S A L BI LXXXIIT. PSALM 85. Short Metre. A complaint agatnji perf mentor s» I A NI> Will the God of grace xV Perpetnal Gknce keep ? The God «f ju^ce hold h^s peace. And let his vengeance fleep? / a Behold what curfed fcares The men of mifchief fpread; The men tliat hate thy faints and the< Lift up their threat'niog head. 3 Againil thy hidden ones Their counfels they employ. And malice, with her watchful eye, Furfiies them to deftroy. 4 *' Come, let OS join,'* they cry, " To root them from the ground, , " 'Till not the name of faints remain, " Nor mem'ry fliallbe found." 5 Awake, almighty God, And call thy wrath to mind ; Give them, Hke forefts, to the fire. Or Hubble to the wind. 6 Convince their madnefs. Lord, And make them feek thy name: Or elfe their ftubbom rage coafound That they may die in ihame. 7 Then fhaU the nations know Thy glorious dreadful word, Jehovah is thy name alone. And diou the fov'rcign Lord. PSALM LXXXIV. 167 PS ALM%\. Fir ft part. Long Metre. I'he pleafure of public- iJ^S!f"^,^il things, and 4-tlIads' No leal good from upright fouls. ' TK:°-i • "' ^>§' ^^h«f^ fov'reian f^av Theglonous hofts ofheav'n obey, ^ , And devils at thy prefenceiiee, ^' Blefs'disthemanthattruilsinthee PSALM Z. ver T , . 04. ver. r, », 3—10, paraphrafed. Common Metre. Jishea^/ntofeehisfmilingface, though m his eartiily courts. ' 2- There the great monarch of the fdes A/"J\'/f'"gPow'rdifplays, / V/ithkmd and quick'mng rays. PSALM LXXXiV. 169 ^ With his rich gifts the heavenly dove . Defcencis and fills the place, t While Chrill reveals his wondrous love, r And liitds abroad his grace. 14 There, mighty God, thy words declare '^ 'Ihe feciets of thy will; \ And ftiil we feek thy mercies there, xlnd fing thy prailes ftill. PAUSE. J My heart and fielh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode; When (haH I tread thy courts, and fee My Saviour and my God? 6 'Ihc fparrow builds herfelf a neft, AndfufFers no remove; O make me, like the fparrows, blefs'd, To dwell but where I love. 7 To {]t one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious' voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employ'd in carnal joys. 8 Lord, at thy threlhold I would wait. While Jefus is within, Rather than fill a throne of ftate, Among the tents of lin. ) Could 1 command the fpacious land. And the more boundlefs fea, For one blefs'd hour at thy right hand I'd give them both away. F S J L M S^, As the 148th Pfalm, Longing for the Imife of God. \ T ORD of the worlds above, - How pleafant and how fair E3 I70 PSALM LXXXIV. The dwellings of thy love. Thy earthly temples are! To thine abode My heart afpires, With warm defires, To fee my God. » The fparrow for her youn?. With pleafure feeks a n?ft. Ami wand'ringfwallov/s Jong To find their wonted reft: My fpirit faints. With equal zeal, To rife and dwell Among thy faints. 3 O happy fouls that pray Where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their conftant fervice there! They praife thee Ml*, And happy they That love the way 1 o Zion's hill. 4 They go from ftrength to ftrength. Through this dark vale of tears. 'Till each arrives at length, 'Till each in heav'n appears. O glorious leat, When God our King Shall ihiiher bring Our willing feet. PAUSE. 5 To fpend one facred day, Where God and famts abide» Aftords diviner joy Than thouland days befide: PSALM LXXXV. I7X Where God reforts, I love it more To keep the door Than (liine in courts. 6 God is our fun and ftiield, Oar light and our defence; With gifts our hands are fiii'd, We draw our bleflings thence J ^ He ftiali beftow * On Jacob's race Peculiar grace And glory too. 7 The Lord his people loves; His hand no good wuhholds From thofe his heart approves, From pure and pious fouls; Thrice happy he, O God of hofts, Whofe fpirit i ruils Alone in thee. PSALM 85. V. 1—8. Firfl part. Long Metre* Waiting for an anfvoer to prayer; cr. Deliver- ance begun and compleated. 2 T ORD, thou hafl calPd thy grace to mind, j^i Thou haft revers'd our heavy doom; 60 God forgave when Ifraei {ina'd, And brought his wand'ring captives home, a Thou haft begun to fet us free, And made thy fierceft wrath abate: Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee. And our falvation be coi^^ete. 3 Revive our dying graces, Lord, ^ And let thv fants in thee rejoice; Make known' thy truth, ^ilfil thy word; We wait for praife to tune our voice. 17^ PSALM LXXXV.LXXXVI 4 ^;e;^ft to hear what God mU fay; But ]et them run no more aftray, ^ ' Left his returning wiath increaf^ ^^^Z ^85.ver.9,c^,. ijecond part. Long Metre. Salvation by Chrijl. %S^^^K^^^7'0^^'"= for ever nigh '^ The fouls that fear and trull the Lor^. lit/h hopes of glory ihall afford. . Mercy and Truth on earth are met, SinceChrifttheLordcamedownfmmh'^av'n' By hjs obedience fo complete ' '' Jullice 13 pleas'd, and peac€ is giv'n 3 NovYruth and honor fhall abonnd, Rehg:ion dwell on earth aaain, ^";,^^^^^^^>J^nflueftceblefrthe' ground In our Redeemer's gentler reign. 4 His nghteoufncfs is gone before, fogivcusfreeaccefstoGod: Cur wand nng feet /hall ftray no more Btu mark h.lleps, and ke^thTrok /'^^^^.^86. ver. 8-^,3. Common Motre. A general fong ofpraife to Cod. ^ A^!^^9^^^P^-res,earthlvgods, 1 here s none hath pow'r di^^n«. IS or IS the.r nature, mighty Lord, ^' Aor are their works hke thine. ^ Tl;^ nations thou haft made ^^^\\ brincr rhc.r off'nngs round thy thron- For thou alone doftwondr Jus tluni, i' or thou art God alone. PSALM LXXXVn. i75 c Lord, 1 would walk with holy feet; Teach me thine heav'nly ways. And all my wandVing thoughts unite ]n God my Father's praiie. 4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue Shall thoie fweet wonders tell, How by thy grace my finking foul 'Rofe from the deeps of hell. PSALM 87. Long Metre* ■Th church ths birth plcice of the faint i ; or.je'VJS 'arJ Gentles united i?i the Chriftian church, t O OD in his earthly temple lays - ^ Foundation for his heavenly praife; - He lik'd the tents of Jacob well, But iHll in Zion loves to dwell. % His mercy vifits every houfe _ That pay their night and morning vows; Bui makes a more delightful ftay. Where churches meet to praiie and pray. 3 What glories were defcrib'd of old 1 Whatvv'onders are in Zion told! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame fiiall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 EgYpt and Tyre, atid Greek and Jew^ Shall there begin their lives anev/: An<-els and men fiiall join to fing The hill where living waters fpring. ^ When God makes up his laft account Of nat'ves in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honor to appear As one new-born and nourifh'd there* E4 174 PSALM LXXXVIir. PSALM ^^, As the 1 1 3th. Long Metre. Loft of friends, and ahfenco of divine grace. ^ C\ ^^^ ^^ '"y Salvation, hear %. My nightly groan, my daily praytr, i hat Itiil employ my watting breath; My loul, dcdming to the grave, Implores tby fov 'reign pow'r to fare From dark defpair and larting death, ij Thy wrath lies heavy on my foul. And waves of fbrrow o er me roll, While duft and hlence fpread the gloom: My friends belovM in happier davs, The dear companions of my ways,' Defcend around me to the tomb.* 3 As loft in lonely grief I tread The mournful manfions of the dead. Or to fbme throng'd aiTemblygo: Through ail ahke 1 rove alone, While, here forgotten, there unknown. The change renews my piercing woe. 4 And why will God negled^ my call? Or who fhall profit by mv fall, When life departs and love expires? Can daft and darknefs praife the Lord> Or wake, or brighten at his v/ord^ And tune the harp with heav'hly quires? y Yet, thro' each melancholy day, I've pray'd to thee, andiftill will pray, A imploring ftill thy kind return- But oh! my friends, my comfort's fled, And all my kindred of the dead Recall my wandering thoughts to moura. PSALM LXXXIX. 175 PSALMSg. Firftpart. Long Metre. Th covenant made -Jjith Chriji; or. The true David. I T70REYER {hall my fong record Jr The truth and mercy of the Lord ; Mercy and truth for ever Hand, Like heav'n, eftablifh'd by his hand, a Thus to his fon he fware and faid, ** With thee my cov'nant hrft is made; *' In ihee fhall dying Tinners live; *' Glory and grace are thme to give. - ^< Be thou my prophet, thou my Prieft ; ^ '' Thv children fwall be ever blels d; " 1 hou art my chofen king, thy throne ** Shall Hand eternal like my own. 4 « There's none of all my fons above " So much my image or my love; *^ Celeftial powers thy fubjeas are, ** Then what can earth to thee compare . , " David, my fervant, whom I chofe, <' To euard my flock, to crufh my foes; «' And raised him to the Jewift throne, «' Was but a fliadow of my fon. 6 Now let the church rejoice and fing Tcfus her Saviour and her king: ' Angels his heavenly wonders Ihow, And fainK declare his works below. FSALM^g^ Firftpart. Common Metre, The faithfulnefs of God. I Ti TY never-ceafing fong (hall fhow iVi The mercies of the Lord; And make fucceeding ages know How faithful is his word. ''t PSALM LXXXrX 3 f^^.;,^ Jong the race of David held iojjavid s greater fon. 4 His feed for ever fhallpofTefs A throne above the /Ides; ^hemeaneftrubjeas of his grace ^haJl to that g]ory rife. ' "^Arewf ^'^^'^^y^°"^- AreIungbyfa!ntsabove; ^ io thy unchanging love. ^ ^ ^ L 3f Sg, ver.7, cffr. Second part. Common Metre. 'voorjhip. I W^ra^-everence let the faints appe^- r V And bow before the Lord, ' JU.f} con;"^ands with reverence hear. And tremble at his word. a How terrible thy glories rife' How bright thine armies /hine' Where is the po-.ver with thee that vies. Or truth compar 'd with thine? 3 Tlie northern pole and fouthern reft On thyfupportinghand; DarKnefs and day from eall to well: Move round at thy command. PSALM LXXXIX. 177 4 Thy words the raging winds controul. And rule the boiiterous deep; TJ-.oLi mak'Il the flee ping billows roll, The rolling billows ileep. 5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and fea are thine^ And the dark world of hell; They faw thine arm in vengeance ihine When I'igypt durft rebel. 6 Juftice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is thy grace! while truth and mercy join'd in one. Invite us near thy face. P S A L M ^. ver. 15-, ^r. Third part. Common Metre. A bkjed gofpel, 1 P^LESS'D are the fouls who hear and know , 13 The gofpel 's joyful found! Peace fhall attend the path they go, And light there Heps farround. 2 Their joy fliall bear their fpirits up Through their Redeemer's name; His righteoufnefs exalts their hope; And fills their foes with fhame. 3 The Lord our glory and defence Strength and falvation gives; Ifrael, thy king for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. P S A L M %(), ver. 19, ^^c. Fourth part. Common Metre. 'Cirifi^s mediatorial kingdom; or^His divim and hwnan nature, 1 TTEAR what the Lord in vifion f lid, XJ. And made his mercies known: *' Sinners, behold, your help is laid " On my almighty Sen. 178 PSALM LXXXIX. a " Behold the man my wifdom chofe "Among your mortal race: . *' His head my holy oil o'ei flows, " With full fupplies of grace. 3 " High fhall he reign on i)avid's throne, " My people's better king; " My arm (hall beat his rivals down, " And flillnewfubjefls bring. 4 *' My truth fhall guard him in his way " W^th mercy by his fide;, * While in my name o'er earth and Tea ** He (hall in triumph ride. 5 " Me for his Father and his God, " He fhall for ever own, ** Call me his rock, his high abode, " And I 11 fupport my Son. 6 " Myfirfltorn vSon, array'd in grace, " At my right hand ihall fit; " Beneath him angels know their place. And monarchs at his feet. 7 " My covenant ftands for ever fafl, " My promifes are i^ong; ** Firm as the heavens his throne fhall laft, " His feed endure as long." r P S A L M Z9. ver. 30, l^c. Fifth pari. Common Metre. The covenant of grace unchangeable ; or^ Afflic- tion without rejedfion. 1 " Y'^'^»"^^'^^;^^I^ord, "if David's race, A " The children of my Son, " Should break my laws, abufe my grace *• And tempt mine anger down j PSALM LXXXIX. 179 ** Their fins I'll vifit with the rod, *' And make their folly fmart; " But I'll not ceafe to be their God, ** Nor from my truth depart. " My covenant I will ne'er revoke, '*■ But keep my grace in mind; " And what my love eternal fpoke, " Eternal truth fliall bind. *' Once have I fworn, (I need no more) *' And pledgM my holinefs, *' To feal the facred promife fure " To David and his race. " The fun fhall fee his offspring rife '* And fpread from fea to fea, *' Long as he travels round thefldes *' To give the nations day. ^ *' Sure as the moon that rules the night ** His kingdom fhall endure, " 'Till the fix'd laws of (hade and light " Shall be ©bferv'd no more.*' P S A L M %<). ver. 47> ^<^- Sixth part. Long Metre. Mortality and hope. A funerI^l psalm. 1 Ti EMEMBER, Lord, our mortal fta^e, •'^ How frail our life, how Ihort our dace! Where is the man that drav/s his breath Safe from difeaie,fecure from death. Q, Lord, whik we fee whole nations die. Our ileih and f^rength repine and cry, *' Mult death for ever rage and reign! ** Oi- fiait thou made maiikind m viim! iSo P S A L U LXXXIX. 3 II ]Vhere is thy promife to the juft > Are not thy fervants turn'd to duft? But fauh forbids theremournluJ^hs And lees the fleepingduftarife. ^ ' ^ lV,n' ^ k"°"' ^^"^ that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach cf faints awav. And dears the honor of thy word: Awake, our fouJs, andblcfs the Lord. ^^^^f-f^-^er. 47,^5-.. Laftpart As the ii3rhPf,lm. Sh ?r f ''\^^' ^^"'■^^ howfhort his iV.ni Shoit fromthe cradle to the grave- ^ V ho can fecure his vital breath Agamft the bold demands of death, . ,;^^^;!'yi^,«%.orpowVtolave? s Lord, iti^Al u be for ever faid, Ar-^ n / V'^^y^^s, iorrow and rhc dull?" /u^m,tthyfervat.ts,daybydav. Sent to thc.r proves and turn'd to tlav^ Lord, Where's thy kindnefs to theju'il? And ad his ittd., a heavenly crown» i^ur fle n and {ai{^ indulge def .air- For ever ble/Ied be the Lord, '' - -at faith can read his imiy word, And find a refurrecflion there 4 Tor euer blelTed be the Lord, ^Vnogmsl^isl^intsalongreward, Let ah below, and all above. Join to. proclaim:! thy wondrous Iot*:, -^nd each re;: eat their loud ^i^^v;^ PSALM XC. itz f S A L M 9c. Long Metre. Man mortal^ and God eternal. A M0U8.MFUL SONG AT A FUNERALo 1 »T7HRO' ev'ry age, eternal God, X Thou art our reft, our fafe abode; High was thy throne e'er heav'n was made^ Or earth thy hunrole footftool laid. % Long hadft thou reign'd ere time began» Or duii was fafhion'd into man : And Icmg thy kingdom (hall endure When earth and time fhall be no more, 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity: Thy dreadful fentence, Lord, was \xJk^ " Return, yc fmners, to your duft." {^4 A thoufand of oqr years amount Scarce to a day in thine account, Like yefterday's departed light; Or die laft watch of ending night.] f A u s Ev 5 Death, like an overflowing ftream, Sweeps us away — oar life's a dreanij^ An empty tale — a rnorning fiow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an houn [6 Our age to fev'nty years is fet; . Howlhort the time! how frail the date I ^ And if to eighty we arrive, We rather ligh and groan tkan live. 1 But oh how oft thy wrath appears. And cuts offourexpeded years 1 Thy wrath awakes out humble dread! We fear the power that ftrikes us de^d.] • 1^ ^^2 PSALM XC. And kmdJy lengthen out the ipan, 1 111 a wife care of piety Fit us to die> ^nd dwell with thee. P S A L M go. ver.,-. Firftpart. Common Metre. Mofi frail, and God eteriial )r ^7 ^^«/e fo^ years to conie. Our fhelter from the ftormy blaft And our eternal home. ' a Beneath the fliadow of thy throne Thy faints have dwelt fecure- Sufficient IS thine arm alone, ' And my defence is fure. 3 Before the hills in order ftood Or earth receiv'd her frame * l-rom everlafting thou art God, I'o endlefs years the fame. Keturn, ye fans of men ;'^ All nations rofe fiom earth at firft And turn to earth again. * 5 A thoufand ages in thy fight - Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night r. J?^ . ^-^'^^ "fi"g ETURN, O God oflove, return: •*-^ Earth is a tirefcme place; How long fhaJi we, thy children, raourq Our abfence from thy face? c Let heaven fuccctd our paiuful years I-et fin and ibrrow ceafe, Ajid in proportion to our tears So make our joys incteafe. 2 Thy wonders to thy fervant ihow. Make thy own work complete ; Then fhall our fouls thy glory know. And own thy love was'great. 4 Then fliall we (hine before thy throne Jn all thy beautv, Lord: And the poor fervice we have done Meet a divine rewatd. P S A L M 90. ver. 5, 10, 12, Short Metre. The frailty and fiortnefs qflife, 1 T ORD, what a hthlt piece i^ Is this our mortal frame? Our life! how poor a trifle 'tis, That fcarce deleives the name! PSALM XCL 1^1 Alas, the brittle clay That built our body firft ! And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day, 'Tis mould' ring back to duft. Our moments fly apace, Our feeble pow'rs decay, Swift as a flood our hafty days Are fweeping us away. Yet, if our days mull fly, We'll keep our end in fight; We'll fpend them all inwiidom's way, And let them fpeed their flight. They'll waft us fooner o'er This life's tempefluousfea; Soon we (hall reach the peaceful ftiore Of blefs'd eternity. ^SJLMgi. V.I— 7. Firft part. Long Metre, Safety in public difeafes ofid dangers, HE that hath made his refuge God, Sliall And a moil: fecure abode; Shall walk all day beneath his fhade. And there at night fhall reft his head. V Then will I fay, " My God, thy pow'r " Shall be my fortrefs and my tower: ** I that am form'd of feeble duft " Make thine almighty arm ray truft. J Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's fnare; , From Satan's wiles, who Hill betrays Unguarded fouls a thoufand ways. \ Juft as a hen protects her brood. From birds of prey that feek their blood. The Lord his faithful faints (hall guard. And endlefs life be their reward. U ?fl?KT''i'r"-''8-nt bread, ■• Grows pure, if k4, ,3 "cllXe there. And flew their S '^'^'gyP^ ^nown, „f HI Ike ins i;i,nts amonr the ref> ■nail but laiul ,i,e„ beft defire- i-rom (,„., .„d fc-ows fet tl e,n free ^"Jb,,ngthyci.ildren,Lord"toS;e. P S ^ L Mc,.. ver.9_,6, P..,-^-^"!!"' P"'- Common Metre. yr ions of men, a feebJe race, ,, i^'Xposdtoev'rvlhare, "St;^-!i^Sn:;^"">^p'-e. PSALM XCII. 1S7 No ill (liall enter where you dwell j Or if the plague ccme nigh, And fweep the wicked down to hel., 'Twill raiie the faints on high. ; He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways; To watch vour pillov/ while you ileep, And guard your happy days, i Their hands fliali bear you, left you fail And daih again 11 the ftones^ Are they not fervants at his call. And fentt' attend his fons? 5 Adders and lions ye fhall tread; The tempter's wiles defeat: ^ He that hath bruisM the ferpent s head Puts him beneath your feet. 6 " Becaufe on me they {tx their love^ « Til favethem,'^ faith the Lord; *' I'll bear their joyful fouls above " Deftrudion and the Avord. - " My grace Ihail anfwer when they call, " In trouble I'll be nigh: *' My power lliall help them when they tali, " And raife them when they die. 8 " Thofe that on earth my name have known, " 1 honor will in heav'n; " There my falvation (liali be mown, **.And endlefs life be giv'n." P SJ L M 9%. Firft part. Long Metre. Jpfalmfor the Lord^s day. r C WEET is the work, my God, my King, O To praife thy name, give thanks and lms» To ihew thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Jwect IS the day of facred re-a BM .he. in 4r,.4^'iL^ ''--'> Sin my worn enemy before) Second part. Long Metre. I-ke a young cedar, f,cfl>ia.dg?een. PSALM XCIIL i?9 a There grow thy faints In faith and love, Blefs'd with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees. Yields fuch a coniely fight as thefe. 3 The plants of grace (hall ever live ; (Nature decays, but grace rauft thrive) Time, that doth all things elfe impair. Still makes them fiouriih ftrong and hiu 4 Laden with fruits of age, they fhsw The Lord is holy, juft and true; None that attond his gates ihali and A God unfaidifal or unkind. P S A L M g^. Firftrvkcre, As the icoth pfalm. Tie eternal and thefoveretgn Go J. I TEHOVAH reigns : he dwells ia ligbtj J Girded with raajefty and might: The world created by his hands ' Still on its firil foundation ftands. a But ere this fpacious world was made, Or had its firfl foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages dood, Thyfelf the ever living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rife. And aim their rage againft the ikies ; Vain floods, that aim their rage fo high! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever fhall thy throne endure; Thy proniife llands for ever fure; And everlafting holinefs Becorass the dwellings of thy grace. Fa A t"^,!^- Second Metre. As the old joth pfaJm. "T ni mbl''/r^^^'''^H"'' ^^ »-^'Sns on high ; This Wide creation rofe at his command ^' Built by his v^ord, eHMldy'd by hTs hpnd ' ^ong flood h,s throne ere he be^n Creadon And h^ own Godhead is^he firm foundalion! ^^od is th* eternal king; thv foes in vain ^ And in his ftrengch rejoice; When his falvation is our iheme, Exalted be our voice, a With thanks approach his awful fight. And pfalms of henor hng; . , The Lord's a God of boundlefs mignt, The whole creation's king. , Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures leem, TKofe gods on high and gods below When once compard with him. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his fpacious hand; He fixM the feas what bounds to keepj And wheie the hills mull itand. r Come, and wuh humble Touls adore, Come, kneel before his face ; Oh may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace '94 r S A L M XCV And waits for your renne/l- . Co.e,eftherc/ze^Wrrfh;a„dfwear I e fhall not fee my reft." ' P ^S L M ^;. Short Metre, ■^Pfalm lefire firmon. 'CA'^l'/°""\ttend the oiFerVJ grace to-aay, Kor lofe the blefling?- by oeiay. . .lazithe kind pro.mie while vtu^^. And march to Zion s neaveniy gates , Bplieve, and take tlie promis a rcit; Obey and be for ever biels^a.J PSALM ^)^. ver. 2--.10, ^y Com. Kc.re. . eil^G to the Lord, ye diftant lands, Ye tribes oi every tongue; His new difcoverd grace dcvaaflCis A new and nobler long. »95 p s And fields in checrfuJ S 4 The joyous earrh rh^ u j * But how ^»;ul ! ^^^^ near; ' L> T f '""^ ^='"'» 'heir voice, r,r .^nd .lit,- r ■ "^"""s 'how, B« here j'^S "anions ^^^^ .by word. PSALM XCVll. t?; 3 He fram'd the globe he built the fl<:y, He made the (hining worlds on high. And reigns complete in glory there f His beams are majeftyand light; His beauties how divinely bright! His temple how divinely fair! 4 Come the great day, the glorious hour. When earth fiiall feel his faving pow r, And barb'rous nations fear his name; Then (hall the race of men confefs The beauty of his holinefs. And in his courts his grace proclaim. TSALM 97. V. 1—5. Firft part. Long Metre. Ckrijlreigninghtheaveniandcommgiojudgmsnt, I TTE reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns! JljL Praiie him. in evangelic ftrains : Let the whole earth in longs rejoice. And diilant iflands join their voice. '""a Deep are his counfels and unknown; But grace and truih fnpport his throne: Tho' gloomy clouds his ways furround, Jullice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo, he comes, Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs; Before him burns devouring fire. The mountains melt, the feas retux. 4 His enemies, with fore difmay, Fly from the fight, and fhun the day; Then Hft your heads, ye faints, on high, And ling, for your redemption's nigh. '98 PSALM XCVII P S^ L M ,;. ver.6-,. becondpart. Long Metre. I I HE Lord IS come; the heavens proclaim J- His birth; the nations learn his mme An unknown ftar direds the road '' Of eaftern fages to their God. X All ye bright armies of the fla'es, Go worfhip where the Saviour lies; Angels and kings before him bow. Thole gods on high, and gods beiow. 3 ^et idols totter to the ground, ■^l:^^T\] ,'V°^^iPPers confound; But Zion fhall his glories fing, And earth confefs her fovVeign king. PSALM ^-j. Third part. Long Metre. Grace and glory, t T% Almighty reigns exalted high Th. r f '.^^ ^^'''^' °'^^ ^^'^ the Iky; i hough clouds and darknefs veil his fe^t, ^i.s d'^eihng 13 the mercy-feat. 2 a ye that love his holy name. Hate every work of fin and fhame; He guards the fouls of all his friends. And from the fnares of hell defends. 3 f^^n^l light, and J03.S unknown. Are for the faints in darknefs fown; rhofe glorious feeds (liall fpring and rife, • And the bright harveil bJefs our eyes. "^ T^Tr^' K, n'ghteous, and record The f,cp;d honors of the Lord; Non, 1,,, the foul that feels his grace C..n triumph in his holinefs. PSALM XCVII. .T.C VIIT. 199 FS/iLM(^i. V. 3, 5—7. II. Com. Metre, Chrifl^s iiicnrnatmi and the lafi judgment, I T El" earth, with evVy ifle and ica X-i ReJG'lce, the Saviour reigns; Kis word, like fire, prepares his way, And mountaiins nieit to plains. a His prefeisce unks the proudeft hills. And makes the vallies riie; . ^ The humble Ibul enjoys his fmiles, The haughty linner dies. 3 The heavens his rightfiil power proclaim; The idol-gods around Fill their own woifhippers with fhame, And totter to the ground. 4 Adoring angels, at his birth, Pviake the'Redeeroer known ; Thus ftiali he come to judge the earth. And angels guard his throne. 5 His foes (hail tremble at his hght. And hills and feas retire : His children take their nnknown flight, And leave the world in foe. ^ The feeds of joy and glory fov/n For faints in dtrknefs here, Shall rife and fpringin v/orlds unknown, And a rich harvell bear. PSALM (^^. ||rilpart. Common Metre, Pralfefor the gofpsL 5 '"pO our almighty M'iker God, - Kew honors be addrefs'd; • His great lalvation ihines abroad, And makes the nations biefs a. 300 PSALM XCVIII. XCIX. a To Abraham firft he fpoke the word. And taught his numerous race; Ihe Gentifes own him fov'reign Lord, And Jearn to truft his grace. WthalJ her different tongues; And Ipread the honor of his name in melody and longs. ^SALM^Z, Second part. Convnon Metre Ths MeJPiah's coming and kingdom, 1 TOY to the worId~the Lord is comer •^ Let earth receive her King: And heay n and nature fing. 3 Joy to the eanh, the Saviour reigns: ^f « »"? 7 their fongs employ, WhJetielJsandiioods, rocks, hills and plains. Repeat the founding joy. ^ ' 3 ^'omore let fins and forrows grow. Nor thorns infett the ground ; He comes to make his blelTings flow. Far as the curie is found. 4 He rules the worJd with truth and grace. And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteoufnefs. And wonders of his love. ^ ^ ^ru ^^.^^' ^''^ P^-^'- ^^^"^^ Mttre, Tf^-hrijl s kwgdom and majejly, HE God Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear; Let hnners tremble at his throne. And faints be humble there. PSALM XCIX. £01 51 Jefus the Saviour reigns, _ Let earth adore its Lord ; Bright cherubs his attendants ftaad. Swift to fulfil his word. 3 In Zion (lands his throne, His honors are divine. His church ihall make his wonders knouii. For there his glories fhine. 4 How holy is his name! How terrible his praife! ^ . Juftice, and truth, and judgment join la all his works of grace. P S A L M gg. Second part. Short Metre, J holy God 'worjhipped'with reverence. t TT'XALT the Lord our God, JCj And worlhip at his feet, His nature is ail holinefs, And mercy is his feat. a When Ifrael was his church, When Aaron was his prieil, When Mofes cry'd, when Samuel pray d— - He gave his people reft. 3 Oft' he forgave their fins, Nor would deftroy their race; And oft' he made his vengeance known When they abusM his grace. 4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whofe grace is ftill the fame; Still he's a God of holinefs, And jealous for his name. 20Z P S A L M C. P S A L, M loo. Firfl Metre. A plain traoflation. Praife U our Creator. ^ V^ "ations round theeanh, rejoice- A Before the Lord, your fov'reign King oerve him with cheerlui heart and voice, ^ With ail your tongues bis glory fing. a The Lord is God; 'tis he alone Doth life, and breath, and bein »o, at, Firft part. Common Metre. j^ prayer of the affli6led. H EAR me, O God, nor hide thy face, Butanfwer, left I die; Haft thou not built a throne of grace, To hear v/hen finners cry? \ Like fmoke my wafting days depart. When it dlfiblves in air, My ftrength is dry'd, my broken heart is finking in defpair. • 5 Mv fpirits flag, like withering graft Burnt with exceflive heat: In fecret groans my minutes pafs. And 1 forget to eat. ^ As on ferae loanly building's top ^ The fparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and hope I lit and grieve alone. 5 My foul is like a wildernefs, Where beafts of midnight howl; Where the fad raven finds her place. And where the fcreaming owl. 6 Dark difmal thoughts and boding fears Dwell in my troubled breaft; While (harp reproaches wound my ears, Nor give my fpirit reft. 7 Mv cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my repaft; My dailv bread like alhes grows Unpleafant to my tafte. F.3 ao6 PSALM CiL ^ 8 Senfe can afford no real joy To fouls that feel thy frown; Lord, 'tv/as thy hand advancM me hieh. Thy hand hath call me down. 9 My looks like wkher'd leaves appear- And life's declining light ' Grows faint, as evr'ning Sadows are; That vanifh into night. 10 But thou for ever art the fame, O my eternal God; Ages to come fhall know thy name- Arid fpread thy v^orks abroad. 11 Thru wilt arife, and /hew thy face, Nor will ray Lord delay, Beyond th' appointed hour of grace, i hat long expeded day. 12 He hears his faints, he knows their cry^ And, by myfterious ways, lledeems the prisoners, doom'd to die, And fdis their tongues with praife. PSALM 102. ver. 13-^21= Second part. Common Metre. Prayer heard, and 7Jon feflored. ' L"^'^ ■^''°" ^"^ her fons rejoice — Behold the promised hour: Her God hath heard her mourning voice^ And comes t' exalt his power, a Her duft and ruins that remain. Are previous in our eyes«^" Tkofe ruins (hall be built again. And all that duft fliall rife. PSALM CII. ao7 The Lord will raife Jerufalem, ' And ftand in glory there : Nations fhall bow befoie his name, And kings attend with tear. i He fits a fov'reign on bis throne, With pity in his eyes: He hears the dying pns'ners groan, And fees their iighs ariie, , He frees the fouls condemned to death, And, when his faints complam, It ftia^n^t be faid, " That pray mg breath *< Was ever fpent in vain. 6 This Ihall be known when we are dead, ' And left on long reco.«i; Tha-t ages yet unborn may read. And truft and praife the Lord. P S J L M loa. ver. 23—28- Third part. Long Metre. die, kit Chrtjl and the Church hve. I TT is the Lord our Saviour's hand 1 Weakens our ftrengthamidft the race, Difeafe and death, at his command, Arreft us, and cut fliort our days, a Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, ■ Nor let our fun go down at noon : . Thy years arc one eternal day, And rauft thy children die fo fooB? , Yet, in the midft of death and g^ef, ^ This thought our foi-row (hall affuage, " Our Father and our Saviour hve; ^^ ^ f Chrifl is the fame thro' every age. rl / S A t M CI/. B''cjfh°'"l''°"'' Reliving God The hourly folhes of our livel 5 Of youth decay'd his pow'r repafrs And feed. ot^^Jlfjm-;,^^^^ P S A L M cm. ao? 6 He fees th' opprelTor and th* oppreft. And often gives ihz fujf rers reft; But will his jufttce mort difplay in the laft great rewarding day. r? His power he fliew'd by Mofes' hands. And gave to Ifrael his cemmands; But fent his truth and niercy dov/a To all the nations by his Son.] S Let the w^ole earth his pow'r confefs-^ ,^ . Let the whole earth adore his grace; The Gentile with the Jew Iball jom In work and worfhip fo divine, PSALM 1C3. Second part. LbngMetie. God's ge-rdk chajlijcmcnt ; or. His tender 7?2er^ cy to hts people, I npHE Lord, how wondrous -are his ways! ^ How firm his truth i how large his grace I He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known, i Not half io high his power hath fpread The ftarry heav'ns above our head. As his rich love exceeds our praife. Exceeds the fiigheH hopes >ve raife, 3 Not half fo far hath nature pbc'd The rifing morning from the well. As hisforgivina grace removes The daily guilt of thofe he love?.. 4 How flow his r.wfuj wrath to rife I' On fwifter wir?;s falvation fiies; And if he lets his anger barn. How fooa his frowns to pity turn 1 F4 Slr&/™/-^^^"^P^«'^Q« Klines J cais -ndulges their cornpJaints >^^T5o^c the pity of iheir heart. P A U S Fn ' '^.^^^ ^°^' ^^e Wife and juft An.?"'-?"' o"r frame is feeble duft* ^nd will no heavy loads impofe ' beyond the fcng^h that h?beLvs ^ Sailed r ^''' ^"^" ^"•- "^^""-e dies, ^li^e gr.l, vve Iprmg, and die as foon Or morning iiowers^hat fade at noS ? But his eternal iove is fure , o all tne laints, and /hall endure • ^or children's children hope in vain! ^ S ^ L M 103. ver.1-7. Firflpart. Short Metre. Praifeforfpiritual and temporal mercies. ' O ^1 ^^''^n ^^.^ ^^^^' "^y foil] ! 2^^ i^et aJI within me join And aid my tongue to biefs his name, Whofe favors are divine. ? Oh blefs the Lord, iny foul » Nor let his mercies lie forgotten in unthankfulnefs. And without praifes die. PSALM eiii. S25 3 ^.Tis he forgives thy fins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy ficknefles, And makes tlie young again. A He crowns thy life with love, ^ When ranfom d from the grave ;. He that redeem'^ my foul from heii Hath fov'reign power to fave. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the fuffVers reil; The Lord hath judgments for the proud. And juftice for the oppreft. 6 His v/ondrous works and ways He made by Mofes known ; But fent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. PSALM 103. ver. 8—18. Second part. Short Metre. Abounding compajfwn of God; or, Mercy in ih. midJiofjudgnienU 1 1\ /r Y foul repeat his praife, ^ iVi Whofe mercies are fo great; Whofe anger is fo flow to rife, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide; And, when his ftrokes are telt. His ftrokes are fewer than our crimes. And Hghter than our guilt. 3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd ■ Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of iiis grace • Our highefl thoughts exceed. ''I ^ S A L M cilt 4 His power fubdues our fins, Doth all our guiJtremo^r' 5 The pity of the Lord IS uch as tender parents feel-i. He knows our feeble frame. 6 He^knowswearebutduft, scatter 'd with every breath' HisangerhkearifingVind Can fend us fwiftt? deal Or like the morning flovver I If one ftarp bJaft fwefp d'^r ii. fi.l f - it vvuhers m an hour. ^ ^^^"^^ 8 But thy compafKons, Lord, A^frt!^n^^'y'^'' endure; And children's chi^^^^^ ^i^y words of pr^fmifefure. ^^^^ ^/ 103. ver. r^^,,. Third part. Short Metre. ' T"jf^^^«^^',;\e/ovVeign king, OVr .1 H^^J^ ^is throne on hfeh And aJl beneath the il.-y. "^ '"'^^' ^^V"SeIs great in might, Andfwifttodohiswill, W}7 r'^i ^?^^> ^^«f^ voice ye hear Whofe plcafure ye fulfli. ^ ^^'^^ P § A L M cnr. i'*^ i Let the bright h^fts,^v|^o^vait The orders of their. king, , ^^^.' And ^uard his churches when tney pray, Join in the praiie they hng. 4 While all his wondrous works, ^ Through his vail kingdom (he>v ^ Their Maker's glory, thou, my ioa., Shall fing his graces too. PS A L M 104. rhe^lory ofGodin Creation and Provldencs. 3 TV/TY fbul„thy great Creator, praife; JVi When cloth'd in his celellial rays, He in full majefty appears, . And like a robe his glory wears. ^oT^-rkis t>fal7n may he fung to tU tune of tloldiiithor i^ithpfalrn.hy adding thefi tnvo lines io everyjlanza—vtz. " Great is the Lordl what tongue can frame " An equal honor to his narael Othernvijh it mufl he fung asU:: looth pfahn. n. The heav'ns. are for his curtains fpread ; Th' unfathom'ddeep he makes his oea; Clouds are .his chariot, whe:> r,. .iies On winged ftorms acrofs the ikies. . Angels, whom his own breath inipires, His miniiVers are tiaming tires ;_ And fwift as thought their arn^tis move To bear his veiigeance or ms love. A The world's foundation by his hand Is pois'd, and ihall for ever ftand; He binds the ocean in his chain, ^,,, left it Ihoald drown the earth agaiHo Break from the luJh Ld "T"' O,: th^^ct-d'^ °"^ ^'?-^. pour. Tl'e gro,e the ^' i'' ^""^hmg ftowers- ^■'^-r.djiV^jff^ll-'i;^^^^^ To nourift„~;;f;-o^s power, Our hearts'aJe c|l'^;'/"V"'"•• "H^lfcS'^d-ur table reread, Wiiile food our vi, ft " "/'^ '"'^^''s PSALM CIV, sl5 •* PAUSE THE SECOND. T, Behold the ftately cedar llaiids, Rais-dintheforeftbyhjshands; Birds to the boughs for iheher fly, And balld their neits fecare on high. 14 To craggy hills afcends the goat; And at the airy mountain s foot Thp feebler creatures make their cell-p He gives them wifdom where to dwell. I. He fets the fun his circling race, Appoints the moon to clmge her face: And, when thick darkneis veils the day. Calls out wild beafts to hunt their prey« 16 Fierce hons lead their young abroad,^ And roarine, allc their m.ai rroni God; But when the morning beains unj.e, The favage bead to covert Hies. 27 Then man to daily labor goes? The m^ht was made for his repo^ie; Sleep is thy gif^'.^^^^j'-^.^.'.l^"'' -.r From tirefome toil and watting gi let. j8 Howftrange thy works! howgreatthyfldlfi While ev'ry land thy riches hi 1; Thy wifdom round the world we lee, This fpacious earth is full of thee, to Nor lefs thy glories in the deep, Where fifh in millions fwim and Creepj With wondrous motions, Iwih or JoWj Still wand'ring ih the paths btlow. 0.0 There fhips divide their Wat' ry way,' And flocks of fcaly monfters play; The huge leviathan reiides, ; ^nd, fearlefs, fports amid the tidess ?'? PSALM CIR 2a While each receive;''W,'ff> r , 23 But when thou hid 'ft thv f^r^ .u And dying, to their duFretuS Both man and beaft their fouls "^flgn • ' L'te, breath, andfpint,aJi are thin? ' J'^^^^rif '; ^^'•^^^l^'-eathe on duft airain And mi thcAvor d with he^iwlnA Awordofthycreatini^b/eath^"^"^^"* Repairs the waftesoftime and death 25 His works, the wonders of his micrh. Are honor d with his own dd^.^t?^'* The Lord IS dreadful in his pr^ife. ^^ 7^^ ^'T^^ ^"""^^ trembling at thv ftml. And tdi their wants tX'rcfe^ ""^^V^"'! '^^y ^'^Pes and wi/hes meet And make my meditations fwee^^' ^fjypra.f^sn)al] my breath ;mpW T dl It expire in endJcfs joy. ^ ^' .g mUe hauRhty /inners die accurft Their glory bury'd with their duft' I to mv God, my heav'niv 7r;« ' PSALM CV. 117 PSJLMio^. Abridged. Common Metre. God's condu^to IfraeUand the plagues of Egypt, I /^ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name, VX And tell the world his grace ; Sound through the earth his deeds of fame, That all may fcek his face, a Hiscor'natit which he kept in mind For num'rous ages paft, To num'rous ages yet behind * In equal force fliall laft. 3 He fware to Abra'm ,and his feed, And niade the bleffrng fure ; Gentiles the ancient^prcraife read. And find his trath endure. 4 *' Thy feed fhatl make all nations blefs'd^ ( Said the Almighty voice ) " And Canain's'land (Kail be thy reft, *^ The type of heav'nly joys." [5 How large the' grant! how rich the grac^l To give thena Canaan's land, When they were ftrangers in the place, Afmall and feeble band! 6 Lifee pilgrims, through thecountries round, Securely^they remov'd;, And haughty kings, that, on them frown'd, Severely he reprov'd. 7 '* Touch mine a'ri dinted, and mine arm, *^ Shall foon averige the wrong? " T\\t man that does my prophets harm_j " Shall know theij- God is ftrong. 8 *' Then let the world forbear its rage, *' Nor put the church in fe'ar: " Tfrael muft live through ev'ry a_^e, " And be iW Aimighrcy's care. J G 2J,8 PS A L M CV. PAUSE THE FIRST. 9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the faints, ) Md thus provok^d their God, Mofes was fent, at their complaints, Arm'd with his dreadful rod. 10 He calPd for darknefs, darknefs cam« Like an o'erwhelming fiood: He turn*d each lake, and ev'ry ftrcam To lakes and ftreams of blood. 11 He gave the fign, and noifome flies Through the whole country fpread; And frogs, in baleful armies, rife ' About the monarch's bed. jz Through fields, and towns, and palaces, . .The tenfold vengeance.flew: XoclsOs, in fwarms, devour'd their trees And hail their cattle (lew. 13 Then, by an angel's midnight flroke. The iiow'r of Egypt died; The Hrencfih of ev'ry houfe he broke. Their glory and their pride. J4 *' Now let the world forbear its rage, - ^* Nor put the church in fear; ** Ifrael muft live through ev'ry ap«e, " And be th' Almighty's care." PAUSE THE SECOND. 15 Thus were the tribes from bondage freed^ And left the hated ground : Hich wjfh Egvptian fpoik they fled. Nor was one feeble found. 16 The Lord himself chofe out their way. And mark'd their journev^s right, Gave ihem a leading cloud by day, A fiery guide by night. P S A L M CVL 219 17 They thirft; and waters from the rock In rich abundance flow, And folFwing ftill the courfe they took* Ran all the defert through. 18 O wond'rous ftream! O blefTed type Of ever-flowing grace ! ^ So Chrift our rock maintains our life And aids our wand'ring race. 19 Thus guarded by th' almighty hand, The chofen tribes pofTefsM Canaan the rich, the promised land. And there enjoy*d their reft, ao *' Then let the world forbear its rage, " The church rcnouince her fear; " Ifrael muft live through ev'ry age, <* And be the Almighty's care." PSALM I c6. V.I — 5. Fir ft part. Long Metre, Pra//^ to God; or, Commutiication ivith faints I npO God the great, the ever blefs'd, •*• Let fongs of honor be addrefs'd ; His mercy firm for ever ftands ; Give him the thanks his love demands. a Who knows the wonders of thy ways ? Who fhail fulfil thy boundlefs praife ? Blefs'd are the fouls that fear thee ftiil. And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thv chofen feed : ^ nd with the fame falvation biefs The meaneft fnppliant of thy grace. A O may I fee thy tribes rejoice, ^ And^id their triumphs with ray voicel This is my glory, Lord, to be Jom'd to thy faints, ^nd neat to the?, X20 PSALM CVl^CVlh PSALM ,06. ver. 7, 8, 12-14, 43-^4?, Second part. Short Metre. ' Jjrasl punijhed and pardojjed ; or, God's in*.- chaiigsable love. ' •■» J r^OD of eternal love, VJr How fickle are our wavs? And yet how oft did Ifraei prove Thy conftancy of grace J « They faw thy wonders wrought. And then thy praife they lung; But foon thy works of pow'r forgot. And murmur'd with their tongue. J. Now they believe his word. While rocks with rivers flow- Now with their lulls provoke the Lordi And he reduced them low. « Yet when they mourn'd their faults He hearken 'd to their groans, ' Brought his own cov;nant to his thoughts. And call'd them ftill his fons. ■ S Their names were in his book. He fav'd them from their foes • Oft he chaftis 'd, but ne'er forfook The people that he chofe. - « Let Tfrael blefs the Lord, A J ^ ^^l'^ ^^^''" ancient race; And Chriftians join the folemn word Amen, to all the praife. PSALM 10^, Firftpart. Lon^Metrsr. Ifraelkdto Canaan, and Chn/liam to heaven. ^ G^F ^i"^"^? ^"^ ^^^> ^- i-^'SHs above; Kind are his thoughts, his name is love- His mercy ages paft have known, And ages long tQ come ihall own. PR A L M CVIL ill t Let the redeemed of the Lord Ihe wonders of his grace record; Ifrael the nation whom he chofe, And refcu'd from their mighty foes. [j When God's own arm their fetters hrokcj And freed them tromth^ Egyptian yoke. They trac'd the defert, wand'rhig round A wild and folitary ground. \ There they could find no leading rosi^. Nor city for their fix'd abode: IMor food, nor fountain to affuage Their burning thiril", or hunger's rage.J ; In their diilrefs to God they cry 'd, God was their Saviour and their guide; He led thur wand'rirg march arcund, And brought their tribes to Canaan s groundir ') Thus, when our firft releafe we gain Prom fin's old yoke, and Satan's chain, We have this defert world to pafs, A dang'rcus and a tirefome place. ' He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footfteps left we ftray^ He guards us with a pow'rful hand. And brings us to the heav- nly land. 1 O let the lainrs with joy record The truth and goodnels of the Lord! How great his works! how kind his ways I Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife. '^S^ALM lo-j. Second part. Long Metres Corfedioiifo:- fin^ and rsUafe hy prayer. FROM age to age exalt his name, God and his grace arc ftill the fame? He iills the hungry foul with food, Aaa tbeds the poor with ev'ry good. 122 PSALM cvn. a But If their hearts rebel, an,d rife Againft the God who rules the fkies, If theyrejed his heav'niy word. And flight the counfcls of the Lord. 3 He'll bring their fpirits to the ground. And no deiivVer fhall be found; Laden with grief, they wafte their breath In darknefs, and the fnades of death. 4 Then to the. Lord they raife their cries, He makes the dawning light arife, And featters all that difmal fhade, . That hung fo heavy round their head. 5 He cuts the bars of brafs in two, And lets the fmihng pris'ners through; Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the laboring foul relief. 6 O may diefons of men record The wond rous goodnefs of the Lord! How great his works! how kind his ways! Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praife. PSALM 107. Third part. Common Metre. Intemperance punijhed and pardoned; or, A pf aim for the glutton and the drunkard. ^ V^^^ '^°'^"' °" foolifli pleafures bent, V Prepares for his own puni/hment; , What pams, what loathfome maladies* From luxury and luft arife! 1 a The drunkard feels his vitals wafte, | Yet drowns his health to pleafe his tafte '^'\\\ all his aftive pow'rs are loft, And fainting life draws near the duft. PSALM CVII. 223 The giutton groans, and loathes to eat, His foul abhors delicious meat; Nature, with heavy loads opprels'd. Would yield to death to be releas'd. ^ Then hp-vv the frighten 'd fmners fly To God for help, with earneft cry; Hs hears their groans, prolongs their breathy And faves them from approaching death. ; No raed'cines could afted the cure So quick, fo eafy, or lo fure : ^ The deadly fentence God repeals, He fends his fov^reign word and heals. f, O may the fons of men record The wond'rous goodnefs or the Loid. And let their thankrul off'r>ng prove How they adore their Maker s love. PSALM 107. Fourth part. Long Metre. Deliverance from Jlor 7ns andjlnp^wreck; or, T7; fing. ^' ^SALM X07 Fo.rrh .a-^ Common Mctr.. ^ T\T 1 '^\^^r>^' "^^gh^y Lord, ^he fons ofcourp.gefhall record. Who tempt that dang'rous way. And fwell the tow'rifig waves; An!? r'\''-^''"''^'^' mount the /Ides, And fink-n gaping graves. • U Again they climb the watVy hills -\nd plunge in deeps again: And f^nds his courage vain. 4 Frighted to bear the tempeft roar, ArV 7 P'7'^,w»fJi fluttVing breath, A^d, hopelefs of the diftanVlhore, ^xped immediate death.] 5 Then to the Lord they raife their crIeF, And orders hlence through Jhc flacs, And lays the iloods to reft. PSALM CVII. 21^ S Sailors rejoice to lofe their fears. And fee the.ftorm alliiy d: Now to their eyes the port appears; There let their vows be paid. , 'Tis God that brings them fafe to land; Let ftupid mortals know, That waves ar€ under his command, And all the winds that blow. I Oh that die fons of men would praife The coodnefs of the Lord! And thofe that fee thy wond'rous ways. Thy wond'rous love record. PSALM loi^ Laft part. Long Metre. Colonies planted; ox^ Nations bleJfccT^nd pu^ , TTTHENGod.p^eyok'dwithdarlngcrimes, W Scourges the madnefsoi the times, He turns their fields to barren fand, And dries the rivers from the iand.^ 4 His word can raife the fprings ^gjin. And make the wirher'd mountains green^ Send fiiow'ry bleffings froin the flcies, And harveft in the defert rue. U Where nothing dweh but beafts ot prey, ^ Or men as fierce and wild as they, ^ He bids th' opprefs'd and POOJ" .^^^^f/^^ And builds them towns and cities the e. . They fow the fields, and trees they plant, ^ T/hofe y. .. ly fruit fupplies their want : Their race grows up from fruitful ftocU, Their wealth increaies with their tiocks, - Thus they are blefs'd; but if thev im. He lets the heathen nations in; ' A favnce -crew invades their lands. Their princes die by barb'rous hands. 2a« PSALM CVin. WanderM unpityM andforiorn: The country lies unfenc'd, untiJl'd, And defolation fpreads the field. ^ I^' -^l^-^ h-^mbled nation mourns. Again his dreadful hands he turns. Again he makes their cities thrive. And bids the dying churches livc.l J^^r'ghteous, with a joyful fenfe. Admire the works of Providence: And tongues of Atheifts /hall no ^re Blafpheme the God that faints ad^ 9 How few with pious care record KrnKV'^"' dealings of the Lordi TK r ?^^^' ^^'^ ^^'^^ ^hall iind iheLoraishaly,juftandkind. P S J L M 1 08. Coramon Metre u^fo^/g ofpraife. ' A^It^^; '"\^^"^' ^° ^-'^"d his praife, Join all my powers the fong to raife. . And morning incenfc brin J ' li Among the people of bis care And through the nations round; And there his name refound/' 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, ^f^^V^Vfv'nly grace abroad. And teach the wor d thv reic^n And throng thy courts above; PSALM CIX— ex. 227 BALM 109. ver. 1—5, 31, Common Metre, Love to enemies from the trample of Chriji. G^ OD 01' my nici cy and my praife, T Thy glory is my long; Though linacis Ipeak againll thy grace With a biaiphemmg tongue. When in the form of mortal man 1 hy ion on earth was found, With cruel flanders, falle and vain. They compals'd him around. Their miseries his cornpalTion movc^ .Their peace he itiil puiia'tij They render hatred foi his love. And evil for his good. Their malice rag'd without a caufe, Yet with his dyiiig b. ...rh He pray'dfor murd r* i\. ^^> -i^ crOiS> And biels'd his foes in ocaui. Lord fhall thy bright example iliin© In vain beiore niy eyes; Give me a foul akin to thine, To love mine enemies- , The Lord fliall on my fide engage, And in my Saviour's name I- (hall defeat their pride and rage, Who flander and condemn. PSALM 1 10. Firft part. Long MetfCi Chriji exaltedy and multitudes converted; or, Jhefuccefsofthegofpel. E '^PHUS God.th' eternal Father fpakc X To Chrift the Son: " Afcend and fit " At my right hand, till I Hiall make ** Thy foes fubmi^ve at thy festc 228 PSALM ex. a, " From Zion fliall thy word proceed, « l'^^' ^^''''^l ^¥ ^-^^^'^ ^n thy harjcJ, cShaJl make the hearts of rebels I^leed, " And bow their wills to thy command. 3 " That day fhall fhow thy pow'r is great And finners crowd thy temple gate *' Where holincfs m beauty fhines.''* 4 OblefTedpow^! O glorious day ' \yhat a large vid'ry fhall enfue? And canverte, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. T S A L M no. Second part. Long Metre. The kingdom and priejlhood of Chriji. 1 'pHUS the great Lord of earth and fea Spake to his Son, and thus he ifwore : Eternal fhall thy priefthood be " And change from hand to hand no more. a " Aaron asd all his fons muft die; " But everlafting life is thine, *' To fave for ever thofe that fly " For refuge from the wrath divine. i " By me Melchizedek was made " On earth a king and prieft at once; And thou, my heav nly prieft, fhall plead, " And thou, my King, fhall rule my foas.i' 4 Jefus the Priefl afcends his throne, While counfels of eternal peace. Between the Father and the Son, Proceed with honor and fuccefs. 5 Through the whole earth his reign fhallfpread. And crufh the pow'rs that dare rebel j Then fhall he juJge the liBng dead. And fea.d the guilty workl to heU» PSALM ex. 229 Tliough, while he treads his glorious way. He drinks the cup of threats and blood, Thefuff'rings of that dreadful day ShaH but advance him iieai- to God. F S A L M 110, Common Metjs ChrljTr k'tngddjii and pr kfikocd.- JESUS, our Lord, afcend thy throne. And near thy Father fit; In Zion Ihall thy power be knowo, And make thy foes fubmit. What wonders fiiall thy gofpel do! Thy converts iliall furpafs the num'rous drops of morning de's?, I . And own thy fov'reign grace.*^ 3od hath pronounc'd a firm decree. Nor changes v/hat he iwore; * Eternal ihall thy priefchood be, *' When Aaron's is no more. * Melchizedek, that wond'rous prieftj . " That king of high degree. That holy man, whom Abraham blefl, ' " Was but a type of thee.'' efus, our prjeft, for ever lives. To plead for us above; efus, our king, for ever gives The bleffings of 1ms love. rod fiiall exalt his glorious head, ^nd his high throne maintain, ball ft like the powers and princes dtf^^y Who dare opp^fe his reign. 230 PSALM CXI. PS ILM i\i* Fuft part. Common Metre. The 'wlfdom of God hi his ivorks, t qONGS of immortal praife belong •^ To my almighty God; He has my heart, and he my tongue, To fpread his name abroad. a How great the works his hand has wrought How glorious in our fight! And men in ev'ry age have fought His wonders with delight. 3 How fair and beauteous Nature's frame! How wife th' eternal mind ! His counfcis never change the fcheme That his firft thoughts delign'd, 4 When he redeeniM his chofen fons. He fix'd his cov'nant fure; The orders that his lips pronounce To endlefs years endure, 5 Nature and time, and earth and fldes, Thy heav'nly fidll proclaim; What ihail we do to make us wife, But'learn to read thy name? 6 To fear thy power, to truft thy grace, Is our divineft Ikill ; And he's the wifeft of our race That beil obeys thy will. FSALM III. Second part. Common Mcti The perfeUions of God. I ^ RE \T is the Lord ; his works of mig V>", 'Demand our nohleft fongs; Let his affembkd faints unite Their harrcony of tongue;. PSALM CXir. 231 i Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food; And, ever mindful of his word. He makes his promife good. { His Son, the great Redeemer, came To leal his cov nant fure: ' Holy and rev'rend is his name, . His ways are juil and pure. \. They that would grow divinely wife, Muft wiih his fear begin; Ourtaireit proof of knowledge lies 111 hating ev'ry lin. P S ALU 111. As the 1 1 3th ?h\m, T.^ bkjings of the liberal ?nan, [ '^H^-T r:an is blefs'd, who ftands in aw« O^ God and loves his lacred law: Hislc^don earth ihai! be renown .' I; His houfe the i'e:-:L of health Ihall dc, An unexhauifed treafury. And with ilicccilive honors crown d. \ His liberal favors he extends. To fome he gives, to others lends; A generous pity fills his mind: Yet what his charity impairs, He faves by prudence in affair s, And thus he's juft to all mankind. 3 His hands, vvrhile they his alms beilow'd, H;s glory s future harvefl fow d; : The fweet rerr.emhraoce of the juft, Juike a green root, revives and bears A train ofbleflings for his heirs, When dying muure fleeps in duft- 234 PSALM CXIII. P S A L M u^. Proper Tune, The viajejly and condefcenfwn of God, 1 VE that delight to ferve the Lord, A The honors of his name record His facred name for ever blefs: Wherever the cirding fun difplays His rifing beams of fetting rays, Let lands and feas his power confeft. 2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds. Can give his vail dominion bounds, The heav'ns are far below his height; . Let no created greatnefs dare I "ith our eternal God compare, Arm'd with his uncreated might. 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hofts of angels do, •And bends their care to monal things; His fov 'reign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door, And feats them on the thrones of kings. 4 When childlefs families defpair. He fends the bleflings of an heir, To refcue their expiring name; The mother, with a thankful voice, Proclaims his praifes and her joys; Let ev'ry age advance his praife. PSALM 113. Long Metre. Godfovsreign and gracious. 1 "Y'E lervants of th' almighty King, J- In every age his praifer. ling; Where'er the fun ftiall rife or fet. The nations fhall his praifa repeat. PSALM CXIV. 23^ r Above the earth, beyond the flmmon Metre Recovery from ftpknefi. 1 T LOVE the Lord: he heard my cries, 1 A n d pity'd e very gr oa n , JLong as 1 live, when troubles rife, I'll haften to his throne, X I love the Lord: he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs avvay : O let my hjeart no vaott delpair. When I have breath to pray. P A S L M CXVI. 239 3 My flefii declin'd, my fpirlts fell. And 1 drew near the dead, ' While inward pangs and fears of hell PerplexM my wakeful head. ( " My God, (I cry'd) thy fervant fave, *' Thou ever good and juft; ** Thy power can refcue from the grave, ** Thy power is all my truft." ; The Lord beheld me fore diftreft, He bad my pains remove: Return, my foul, to God thy refl", For thou haft known his love. i My God hath favM my foul from death, And dry'd my falling tears: Now to his praife I'll fpend my breath. And my remaining years. P S J L M 116. ver. 12, ^e. Second part. Common Metre. Thajiks for privats deliverance, I TXTHAT fhall I render to my God ^ For all his kindnefs fliown^ ; My feet (hall vilit thine aUode, ■ My fongs addrefs thy throne, jj Among the^ faints that fill thine houfc \ My ofFefmgs Ihall be paid ; * There Ihall my zeal perform the vows My foul in anguifh made. How much is mercy thy delight. Thou ever-bleffed God ! How dear thy fervants in thy fight I How precious is their bloodi 140 PSALM CXVIT. 4 How happy all thy fervants are ! How great thy grace to me! My life, which thou haft made thy catci Lord, 1 devote to thee. 5 Kow I am tbine, for ever thine, Kor fhall my purpofe move; Thy hand has ioosM my bonds of pain> Apd bound me with thy love. 6 Here in^thy couits I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record; Witnefs, ye faints, who hear me now, Ifl forfake the Lord. PSALM 117. Common Metre. Pralfi tQ God from all nation's, I r\ ALL ye nations, praife the Lord, \J Each with a different tongue; In ev^ry language learn his word, i.nd let his name be fung. 1 His mercy reigns through ev'ry land ;^ Proclaim his grace abroad; For ever firm his truth {hall Hand — Praife ye the faithful God, PSALM 117. Long Metre. 1 T?ROM all that dwell below the fides JC Let the Creator's praife arife; , Let the Redeemer's name be fung Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies. Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word; Tiiy praife Iriail found from fhore to fhcre ' i ill funs Ihali fet and rife no mere. PSALM CX VII— CX VIII. 24, P S J L M 117, Short Metre. S 'X'HY name, almighty Lord, , X Shall found through diftant lands; ^ Great is thy grace, and fure thy word; Thy truth for ever ftands. 2 Far be thine honor fpread. And long thy praife endure, *Tili morning light and evening (hade Shall be exchanged no more. F S A L M 1:8, ver. 6— i^ FirS psrt. Comraon Metre. BsUveramafrom a tumults Is 'T^HE Lord appears my helper now, 1 Nor is my faith afraid, What all the fons of earth can do^ Since heav'n affords its aid. 9 *Tis fafer, Lord, to hope in thee. And have my God my friend. Than truft in men of high degree. And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis through the Lord my heart is fbrojjg In him my lips rejoice; While his faivation is my fong. How cheerful is my voice I 4 Like angry bees they girt me round; When God appears they fly; §0 burning thorns, with crackkng found. Make a fierce blaze and die. G ^ 242 PSALM CXVIIL 5 Joy to the (aints and peace belongs: The Lord protects their days: Let Ifrael tune immortai fongs To his ahuighty grace. P S A L M i\^, ver. 17—21, Second part. Common Metre. PuMic praifs for de'herancefrom death, I T ORD, thou haft heard thy fervant cry, JL4 And refcu'd from the grave; Now iliall he live: (and none can die. If God refolve to fave.) a Thv praife, more conftant than before, ahall fill his daily breath; . Thv hand, that hath ch'aftis'd him fore. Defends him ftill from death. 3 Open the gate of Zion now, For we fhall worlhip there, The houfe where all the righteous go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' afTemblies of thv faints Our thankful voice we raife; There we have told thee our complaints, And there we fpeak thy prailJb. i* ^ ^ Z Af. 118. ver. 22, 25. Third part. Common Metre. • Chriji the foimdatmi of the church, X "DEKIOLD the fure foundation ftone -M Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav*nly hopes upon. And his eteraal praifQ. PSALM CXVIII. 24ji t Chofen of God, to fmners dear, V And iaints adore the name, They trull their whole ialvaiion here, iiot fhali they iuifer ihame. J The fooUfti builders, fcribe and piieft, Rejea it with diidamj Firm on this rock the church ihall refty And envy rage in vain. 3 What tho' the gates ofhell withiloodi Yet muilthis building rile: ^ 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wond'rous in our eyes. P S A L M ii8. ver. 24, 25, 26. Fourth part. Common Metre. BGfaima; the Lord's day; or, Chrijl's refur- rt'Sfion, ana ourfaivation. 1 npHlS is the day iLe Lord hath made •*■ He calls the hours his own; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad. And praile iurround the throne, a To-day he rofe and left the dead; ' And Satan's empire fell — To-day tljc Iaints his triumph ipread, And all his wonders tell. 3 llofannato th' anointed king, To David's holy Son: Help us, O Lord; defcend and bring Salvation trom thy throne. 4 Blefs'd is the Lord, who comes to men With mellages of grace ; Who comes in God his Father's name, To fave our iintul race. 244. PSALM CXVIIT. g Hofanna, in the highefi: flrains, The church on earth can raife; The higheft heav'ns, in which hcreignSj Shall give him nobler praife. PSALM 1x8. ver. aa— 27. Short Metre, /In hofanna for the Lord's day ; of, A ne^fmg of falvation by Chrifi. t Q EE what a living ftone O The builders did reFufe; Yet God hath built his church thereon In fpite of envious Jews. a The ferine and angry prieft Rejeft thine only Son ; Yet on the rock (hall Zion reft, As the chief corner ilone. % The work, O Lord, is tliine, And wond'rous io our eyes: This day declares it all divine, This day did Jefas rife. 4 This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made; Let us rejoice, and (ing, and pray. Let all the church be glad. 5 Hofanna to the king Of David's royal blood ; Blefs him, ye faints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We blefs thine only word. Which all this grace difj^Iays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our facrilice of praife. V s A L M cxViii. h; Long Meire. An hofanna for the LordU day; or, A ncn^ Jong offahaticn by Chrtjt. T O, what a glorious Corner ftone 1^ The Jewiih builders did reiafe ! But God hath built his church thereon, lnfpiteofenvy,aadtheJews. , G-eat God the work is all divine, ' The joy and wonder of our eyes 5 This is the day that proves it thine, The day that faw onr Saviour riie. S Sinners rejoice, and ftints be glad ; Hofanna, let his name be bieis o , A thoufand honors on his nead, With peace, and iigl^-t, and glory ra.. I In God's own name he comes to bring Salvation to our ^Y-^g/,^^?', .„ ,r - ,^ Ed, to attain fomt degree of conneton n fomi places, aniongthe woras /= Pf.'l^ift.^vhicU wasto t.«o.'. - ».-)dtheiio!yScnpti"-e- G * l^^.rL^ A L M CXIX. Tifif:/r/ V^>/:"*P'"- Common Met,.. Ver. I, 2, 3. i;:,^^^^"^^ J^'^ys are right and clean; lUo never froir. thy Jaw depart, ' BijtflyfiomevVyfin. ver. 1 6c. 3 Great .s their peace who love thy law; How firm their fouls abide' ^^'."^"Jboj^t/'^ptationdraw Their Heady feet afnle. ^ "^ Ani^^"" '""^ heart'have inward joy, wnena.lthyltatutes J obey. And honor all thy name. Ver. 21, Hg. 5 But haughty flnners God will hate TKV;^^P'-°;?^;^^ndieaccurs^d; Thel.nsoffalfehoodanddecei Aie trodden w the duft. Ver. rig, jrr ^ A ^A 'tr^""^' '^^^ ^^'^^ed are: Shall lee falvation from afar, ^"^"«^7jaf^e thy grace. r' 6 ^ L M ng, Second part. .acr.d dev^Uon and ^rpiritual-minldnrf; ; or, t>' gracioue Cod; I prayt PSALM CXIX. 247 ,, I meditate thy name by night, ' And keep thy law by day. Ver. 81. I My fpirit faints to lee thy grace. Thy promile bears me up ; (■■ And while lalvation long delays, ^ Thy word {lipports my hope. f • Ver. 164. I Sev*n times a day 1 htt my handsj And pay my tlianks to thee; Thy righteous providence demands Repeated praiie from me. Ver. 6z \ When midnight daiknefs veils the fides, 1 call thy woi ks to mind ; ,; jVly thoughts m warm devotion rife, ': And fwctt acceptance find. F S AIM 119. Third part. frofejjions offincerityi repent anccy and obedience* Ver. 57, 60. I 'pHOU art my portion, O my God; Soon as I know thy way, / My hecirt makes harte t' obey thy word, Andfuuers no delay. Ver. 13, 14. ^ I chufe the path of heav'nly truth, I And glory in my choice: Kot ail the riches of the earth Could make me fo rejoice. I' The teflimonies of thy grace, ^, I fet before my eyes; Thence 1 derive my daily ftrength, ^xid there my comfort iiesi 248 PSALM CXIX. Ver. 59. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways, • Then turn my feet to thy commandsj And trull thy pard'ning grace. Ver. 94, 112. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, O fave thy fervant, Lord, Thou art my fhield, my hiding place $ My hope is in thy word. Ver. 112. 6 Thou haft inclin'd this heart of mine Thy ftatutes to fulfil; And thus, till mortal hfe (hail end, Would I perform thy will. P S J L M 119. Fourth part, hijiruciioiis from Scripture. Ver. 9. t TTOW {HaH the young fecure their heart$f Jtl. And guard their lives from fin? Thy word the choiceft rules imparts To keep tlie confcience clean. Ver. 130. » When once it enters to the mind. It fpreads fuch light abroad, The meaneii fouls inftrudlion find, And raife their thoughts to God. Ver. 105. I *Ti5 like the fun, a heavenly light. That guides us all the day; And, through the dangers of the nighty A lamp to lead our way. Ver. 97, 100. 4 The m.€n th:it keep thy Ir.w with carcy And meditate thy word. Crow wifer than the./ teach?crs are,- And NttSi" know tiie Lord* PSALM CXIX. 2# Ver. 104., 1^3' Thy precepts make me truly wife; 1 hate die fmner's road: I hate my own vain thoughts that nie> But love thy law, my God. Ver. 89, 90, 91. 6 The fcarry heav'ns thy rule obey, The earth maintains her place; Andthefe thy fervants, night and day^ Thy lldli and pow'r exprefs. But Hill thv law and gofpel, Lord, Have leflons more divine: Not earth {lands. firmer than thy wordj Nor ftais fo nobly fliine.] Ver. 196, 140,9, 119. Thy word is everlalling truth, How pure is ev'ry page ! That holy hook fhall guide our youths And well fupport our age. D^Iighl infcrlptun; or, The r^ordofGodd^fP ling in us, Ver. 97. f f\ HOW I love thy holylawl \J 'Tis daily our delight: And theoce ray meditations draw Divine advice by night. Ver. 148. 5 My waking eyes prevent the day i To meditate thy word : My foul with longing melts away To hear thy gofpel, Lord. Ver. 3, 13 54- 3 Thy heav'nly words my heart engage; And well employ my tongue! And in my tirefome pilgrimage. Yield me a heav'nly long. i^o PSALM CXfX, Ver. 19, IC5, 4 Am T a flranger, or at home, Tis my perpetual feaft; Not honey dropping from the comb DO much aiiures the tafle. ^'er. 72, 127. 5 No treafures fo enrich the mind; Nor fhall thy word be fold For ioads of hWey well refin'd. Nor heaps of choiceft gold. Ver. 28,49 175- 6 When nature finks, and fpirits droop, fhy pfomifes of grace Are pillars to fupport my hope, And there 1 write thy praife. ^ J;. ^ ^, ^^ If 9- Sixth part, ^o//mfj and comfort from the nvord. Ver. 128. * T ^]^^'^5^e^'"f^n^iudgments right, JU Andallthyflatutesjuft; 1 hence I mamtain a conftant fight With ev'ry ilatt'ring luft. Ver. 97, 9. a Thy precepts often I furvey : I keep thy law in fight, Through ail the bus'nefs of the day, To form my adions right. Ver 62. 3 My heart in midnight filence cries, * How fweer thy comforts be !" My thoughts in holy Vf ondcr rife, And bring their thanks to thee. Ver. 162 4 And when my fpiWt drinks her fill At fome good word of thine, Not mightymen that fiiaie the fpoil. Have joys compar'd to mine. PSALM CXIX. 2^1 PSALM If 9. Seventh part. "^m-perfedion of nature^ and perfe^ion offcrip' ture. Ver. 96. Paraphrafcd. : T ET all the heathen writers join -*-* To form one perfe(5l book, Great God, if once corppar'd with thine^ How mean their writings look! \ Not the moll perfeft rules they gave Could ihew one fin forgiv'n. Nor lead a ftep beyond the grave; But thine condud to heav'n. J IVe feen an end to what we call Perfedion here Jbelow; How fhort the pow'rs of nature fall. And can no farther go. \ Yet men would fain be juft with God, By works their hands have wrought^ But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to ev'ry thought. J In vain we boaft perfection here, While (in defiles our frame. And finks our virtues down fo far. They fcarce deferve the name. 5 Out faith and love, and evTy grace, Fall far below thy word ; jBut^jerfedl truth and righteoufiiefs Dwell only with the Lord. P S A L M ii(). E'ghthpart. The excellency and variety of fcripture. Ver. III. Paraphrafed. I T ORD, I have made thy word my choice^ A-^ My hitting heritage; There (hali my nobleft pow'rs rqoice^ My warmell thoughts engage. 2^2 P S A L M CXiX. ft rll read the hlfl'ries of thy love, And kepp thy laws in fight, While thr&ugh the promifes I rove. With ever-frefh delight. ^ *Tis abroad land of wealth unknown. V/here fprings of life arife, Seeds of immortal blifs iirefown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The beft relief that mourners hare, ft makes our forrows blefsM; pur faireft hope beyond the graven And our eternal reft. ¥ S A L M 119. Ninth parfi Dejlrs of krwvihdge* Ver. 64, e%y 18. % ^HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord^ •*• How good thy works appear 1 Open my eyes, to read thy word, And fee thy wonders there. Ver. 75, 12^. S My hearrwas fafhion'd by thy hancfj My fervice is thy due, O ! make thy fervant underfland The duties I muft do, Ver. J 9. 3 Since I'm a flranger here below. Thy path, O! do not hide; But mark the road my feet fhould go. And be my confiant guide. Ver. 26. 4 When I confefs'd my wand'rinflr way5> Thoia heard'ft my foul compfaiD ; t>rant me the teachings of ihy grace^^ Or 1 fliali itray again. PSALM CXIX. 2S3 Ver. 33> 34. If God to nae his ftatutes fhew, And heavenly truth impart, His work for ever I'll purlue, His law fliall rule my heart. "Ver. 50> 71. This was my comfort when I bore Variety of grief; • It made me learn thy word the more, And fly to that relief. Ver. 51. ■7 In vain the proud deride me now; I'll ne'er forget thy law, Nor let the blelTed gofpel go, Whence all my hopes I draw. Ver 27, 171. 1 When I have learn'd my Father's will, I'll teach the world his ^Yays ; My thankful lips infpir'd with zeal, Shall fing aloud h!s praife.] PSALM iig. Tenth part, Plead'mg the promifes. Ver 38, 49'. ^ I T) EHOLD thy waitmg fervant, Lord, r> Devoted to thy fear; Remember and confirm thy word, For all -my hopes are there. Ver. 4Ij58> io7- I Haft thou not fent falvation down, And promis'd quick'ning grace? Doth not my heart addrefs thy throne? V And yet thy love delays. ' Ver. 123, 4^. |. Mine eyes for thy falvation. fail; O bear thy fervant up ; i Nor let the fcoffing lips prevail. Who dare reproach my hope. H £54 PSALM CXIX. Ver.49, 74. 4 Didit thou not raife my faith, O Lord.^ Then let thy truth appear; Saints (hall rejoice in my reward. And truft as well as fear. F S A L M iiq. Eleventh pare. Breathing after hoUnefs. Ver. 5, 2>Z' I r\ THAT the Lord wp'jld guide my ways To keep his ftatutes ilill ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will! Ver. 29. a O fend thy fpirit down to write Thy law upon my heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit. Nor ad il^.e liar's part. Ver. 37. 36. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes; Let no corrupt defign, Nor covetous defires, arife Within this foulofminfe. Ver. 133. 4 Order my footlteps by thy word. And make my heart fincere! Let (in have no dominion, Lord, But keep my confcience clear. Ver. 176. 5 My foul hath gone too far aftray. My feet too often Hip; Yet fince I keep in mind thy way, Reftore thy wandVing fheep. Ver. 35:. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend againfl my God. p S ^ i M ng. Twelfth part, BnMhins after c.n.firt and deh.e,-anc<. Ver. 153- ,.. - SougMhavaL'dagJnftthygruce, I nf'er forget thy laws. Ver. 39. I'o- , , Forbid, forbid.the (harp reproach, VJhich I fo jaftly rear ; XJp\;M my life, uphold my hopes, W let my tone appear. Ver. 122, 135- _ ^Kor let the proud oppress. But make thy ^valllng fervant fee Theftiiolngsofthytace. Ver. 81. . .My eyes with expeaation tail, ilv heart withm nie cries, . ,^1 «^i,enwUl the Lordhis truth fu.fi!, "Andb-.dmvcomloitsiile. Ver. 131- - , , Look down upon my ^^'=^1^'"^' Tify tender mercies ft.U afford To 'hc'e that love thy name. p S ^ i M ng. Thirteenth p.. .^^rlTHr^/whokhcartrvefongUtthyK W O let rat never ftvay Fvo^Vny commands, O God 0. grace, Kor tread the fwncrswav i s Tlvy^f^cirveplac'd within my heart To keep my confcience dean ' AndbeaneverJaftingguard * Forev^ryHfingfin. Who fear and iove the Lord. MyforrowsrifcmynatuSt. When men tranfgrcfs thy word V'er. 161. 1 5? ver. i5r,j2o. My heart With facred reverence hears ' My flefh with hoiy trembling fears Thejndgments of the Lord. Ver. 166, 174. ,,{;?,^^^yfaIvationfti]i; ^ ONSIDER aij my fo^rrow, t « a ^ AndthydeliVranrrend/ °'"'^' /iouJforthyfalvationfilnts: ^VhenwiJi my troubles' end? Ver. 71. I have found ^fis good for me obearmyFather^srod. i^ionsmakemeiearnthyJnw, ^d Jiye upon my God. * i read thy ^vord J rnn h ' „ , Ver. 02. ver. '^r Ver, 67 ^^ r)^' Fifteenth part • .j^^h resolutions, ^ Ver. Q?, Thence J derirei ''°",TX '"ind! >Tomed„a,ethyp«cepts,I,or<}. ^'7 ^ g PSALM CXIX. Ver. 13,46. . Mv lios with courage Ihall declare Thv ftatuies and thy name; r 11 fneak thy word tho' kings (Kould hear, Kor yield to fmful fhame. Ver. 61,69,70. r Let hands of perfecutors rife To rob me of my right, . Let pride and malice forge their bes, Thy law is my dehght. Ver. 115. 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, Whofe hands and hearts are ill: I love my God, I love his ways, And muft obey his will. p S A L M 119. Sixteenth part. A prayer for quickening grace, Ver.2(;,37- ^ , «. 1 TV yrV foul lies cleaving to the dull, iyi Lord, give me life dmne; Prom vain dcfires, and evryiuit,^ Turn offthefe eyes of mine. » I need the influence of thy grace To fpeed me in thy way, Left 1 (hould loiter in my race. Or turn my feet aftray. Ver. 167. « When fore aSliaions prefs mc down, ^ 1 need thy quick'ning pow rs ; Thv word, that 1 have relted on, Shall help my heavieft hours. Ver. 156,40. ^ 4 Are not thy mercies fov'reign Itill, Ar.d thou a faithful God? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeaV psalm' CXIX. 259 Vcr. 159,40. (5 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to lee thy face? And yet how flow my fpints move Without enliv'ning grace'. ' Ver. 93. 6 Then (hall I love thy gofpel more, And ne'er forget thy word, When I forget its quick'nmg pow r To draw me near the Lord. JPSJLM 119. Seventeenth part. Long Metrfe Grace Jhtning in difficulties and trials. Ver. 143,28. I T TTHEN pain and anguiOi feize me, Lord, W All my fupport is from thy word ; My foul diffolves for heavinefs ; Uphold me with thyllrength'nmg grace. Ver. 51, 69, no. ^ The proud have fram'd their feoffs and lies, They watch my feet with envious eyes, They tempt my foul to fnares and Im; Yet thy commands I ne'er dechne. Ver. 161,78. 3 They hate me, Lord, without a caufe, They hate to fee m,e love thy laws; But I will trull and fear thy name, Till pride and malice die with (Imrae. PSALM 119. Laft part. Sanaifiedaffliaions; or, Delight in the Should burning arrows fmite thee through> Sirici jallice would approve; Bat I would rather fpare my foe. And melt his heart with love. PSALM iiu Long Metre; Divine proteftlcn, I T TP to the hills I lift mine eyes, ^ Th' eternal hills beyond the fkies ; Thence all her help my foul derives; • There my almighty refuge lives. ( He lives; the everlafting God, ^ That built tiie world, that fpread the Hooa; The neav'ns, with all their boft,he made, And the dark regions of the dead. ;j lie guides our feet, he guards our way; ; His moining fmiles adorn the day: \ He fpreads the ev'ning veil, and keeps '' The iiient hours while Ifrael deeps, I Ifracl, a name divinely.bleft, ^ May rife fecure, fccurelv reft; '• Thv holy guardian's wakeful eyes /^ Jinii no (luraber, nor furprifs. li» 2|« PSALM CXXI. J No fun fhall finite thy head by day, Nor the pale moon with fickly ray Shall blail thy couch ; no baleful ftar Darts his malignant fire fo far. 6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou ihalt go, and flill return; Safe in the Lord! his heav'nly care De fends thy life from every fnare. 7 On thee foul fpirits have no power; And in thy laft departing hour, Anglais, that trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. T S A L M 121 Common Metre. Prefervation by day and vlght. I 'T'O heav'n I lift my waiting eyes, ** There all my hopes are laid: The Lord that built the earth and fides Is my perpetual aid. s Their ftedfafl feet fhall never fall. Whom he defigns to keep; His ear attends the foftcft call; His eyes can never deep. 3 He will fuftain our weakeft powers With his almighty arm, And watch our molt unguarded hours i^gainft furprifinghirm,:, 4 Ifrael rej )lce, and reft fecure, Thy keeper is the Lord: His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 9 Nofco^ching fun, nor fickly moon Shall have its leave to fmite: He fhields thy head from burning noon, f iona blaAing damps at nrglu. PSA L M CXXI. 26j 6 He guards thy foul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickeft dangers come; Go and return, fecure from death. Till God commands thee home. P S A L M 121. As the 148th Pfalm, God our preferver. I T TPW ARD I lift mine eyes, iJ From God is all my aid; The God that built the ikies, And earth and nature madei God is the tower To which I fly; His grace is nigh In every hour. % My feet faall never flide, And fall in fatal fnares, Since God, my guard and guide. Defends me from my fears, Thofe wakefal eyes. That never fleep, Shall Ifrael keep, When dangers rife. 3 No burning beats by day, Nor biafls of evening air, Shall take ray health away, If God be with me there: - - Thou art my fun. And thou my Ihade, To guard my head '^ Ly night or noon. i, Haft thou not given thy word To-fave my foul from death I And I can truil my Lord To keep my mortal breatl?j '■'^ PS A L M CXXII. ^ Fii go and come, ^or fear to die, ■iiii from on high Tiiou caJI me home. GoiiJi: to ch:inh. 4 1 love. he gates, I We the road. To ihew his milder face. ' W^h holy gift,, „d).8^^«- I5s her attendants bleft i PSALM cxxir. 2^, PSALM m. Proper tune. Going to church, 1 fJOW pleas'd and blefsM was I To hear the peopJe cry, ' Come, let us feek our God to-day' ' Yes— with a chearflii zeal Wehafte to Zion's hiiJ, nd there our vows and honors pay, a Zion, thrice happy plac^, Adorn'd with v/ond rous grace, »d walls of ftrength embrace thee rounds In thee our tribes appear ^ To pray, and praile, and hear le lacred goipel^s joyful lound. Has hx'd ins royal throne, h/ v/'l'" ?"^ judgment there? He bids the laints be glad, ^ He makes the finnenfad, 1 humble fouls rejoice with fear. May peace attend thy gate, ,f"d joy within thee wait blels the foul of every gueil; J,^^"^.^,?^hatfeeks thy peace. And wifhes thine increafe, * loufand bleifings on him reft. ^}l tongue repeats her vows, l^eacetothisfacredhoufe! u T^ V ^"'"^' ^'^•^ ^^'^dred dwell - r, ;?"? ^^"fe my glorious God .r^l/^'n^'^H'^^^^^bode, ^foulfhall ever We thee Veil" '^^Peat the ^ihjlanz^ to compkt^ the tune. 266 PSALM CXXIII-CXXIV. p S A L M ii.v Common Metre. Pleading ivithftihmifton. r\ THOU whofe grace and juftlce reign, U EnthronM above the flaes, . To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes, a As fervants watch their mafters hand. And fear the angry ftroke; Or maids before their miftrefsftand. And wait a peacefuUook 3 So for our fins, we juaiy feel Thydifcipline,OGod; Yet wait the gracious moment Itill, Till thou remove the rod. 4 Thofe that in wealth and pleafure lire^ Our daily groans deride. And thy delays of mercy gi.ve Frclli courage to their pride. 5 Our foes infult us, but our hope In thy compaflion hes; _ . This thought fhall bear our Ipints up, That God will not defpiie. p S ^ L M itA- Common Metre. God gives victory. HAD not the God <3f truth and love, When hofts againft us rofe, DifnlavM his vengeance from above. And crufh'd the conquering toes, Their armies, like a raging flood, Had fwept the guardlds .and, Deflroy'd on earth his blefs'd abode. And 'whelm'd cur feeble bind. PSALM CXXV. 267 3 But fafe beneath his fpreading (hield His fons fecurely reft, Defy the dangers of the Held, And bare the fearlels breaft. 4 And now our foals Ihall blefs the Lord, Who broke the deadly fnare; Who fav'd us from the raurd'ring fword, And made our hves his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name. Who form d the heav'ns above; He that fupports their wond'rous frame. Can guard his church by love. P S A L M 125. Common Metre. Thcfdinfs trial andfafety . I T TNSllAKEN as the facred hill, \J And firm as mountains Hand, Firm, as a rock, the foul Ihaii relt. That truils th' Almighty hand. % Not wails nor hills could guard fo well ■ Old Salem's happy ground. As thofe eternal arms of love, That ev'ry faint furround. 3 While tyrants are a fmarting fcourge. To drive them near to God, Divine compailion will aiTuage The fury of the rod. 4 Dsal gently, Lord, with fouls fincere, ■ And lead them fafely on To the bright gates of paradife, Where Chriii, their Lord, is gone. 5 But if we trace thofe crooked ways That the old ferpent drew. The wrath that drove him firft to liell iijhiili finite bis fpU'wers tco. 268 PSALM CXXV-CXXVr. P S A L M 11^, Short Metre. The fainfs trial and fiifefy; or, Mod<^rat£d ajjii^ioiii . I jpIRM and unmov'd are they /^ That reft their fouls on God: Firm as the mount where David dwelt. Or where the ark abode. » As mountains Hood to guard • The city's facred ground, So God and his almighty love Ehibrace his faints around. Z What though the Father's rod Drop a chaftifing ftroke, Yet, left it wound their fouls too dfep, Its fuiy fhailbe broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with thofe Whofe faith and pious fear, Whofe hope and love, and ev'ry grace, Proclaim their hearts fincere. 5 Nor fliall the tyrant's rage Too long opprefs the faint; The God of llrael will fupport His children, left they faint. 6 But ifourllavifii fear Will chufe the road to hell, We rftuft ex pea our portion there, Where bolder fmners dwell. P S J L M iz6. Long Metre. Surprifmg deliverance, I "TTTHEN God reftor'd our captire ftr-te, '^ * Jf>ywp.SQurfong,and grace our theme; The grace beyond our hopes fo great. That joy appear'd a pleafing dream. PSALM CXXVL 2691 a The fcofPer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honors to thy name ; While we with pleafure ffeout thy praife, With clieerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our difmal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'll vanifh fo; With God we left our flowing tears. He makes our joys like rivers flow. ^ The man that in his furrow'd fxeld. His fcatter'd feed with fadnefs leaves, ^ will ftiout to fee the harveft yield A welcome load of joyful iheaves. P S A L M ize. Common Metre. The joy of a remarkable converfion; or, Mel an-* choly removed, E "IX^HEN God reveal'd his gracious name^ ' ^ And chang'd my mournful ftaie, My rapture feem*d a pleafant dream, The grace appeared fo great. \ The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confefs ; My tongue broke out in unknown ftrains, h nd fung furprifing grace. ; " Great is the work," my neighbors cry'd, AndownM the pow'r divine: " Great is the work," my heart replyM, <* And be the glory thine." The Lord can clear the darkeft fldes, Can give us day for night; Make drops of facred forrow rife To livers of delight. 270 PSALM CXXVII, 5 Let thofe that fow in fadnefs wait 'Till the fair harveft come, They ftiall confefs their fheaves are great> And fhout the blelTings home. 6 Though feed lie bury'd long in duft. It fha'n't deceive their hope! The precious grain can ne'er be loft, For grace infures the crop. P S j} L M 127. Long Metre. The lUJiftg of God on the bujtnefs ajid comforts oj life. I TF God fticceed not, all the coft A And pains to build the houfe are loft; If God the city will not keep The watchful guards as well may fleep. a What though we rife before the fun. And work and toil when day is done, Careful and fparing eat our bread, And fliun that poverty we dread. 3 'Tis all in vain, 'till God hath blefs'd; He can make rich, yet give us reft; On God, our fov'reign, ftill depend* Our joy in children and in friends. 4 Happy the man to whom he fends Obedient children, faithful friends : How fweet our daily comforts prove When they are feafon'd with his lovei I '^ PSALM 137. Common Metre. God all in all, J TF God to build the houfe deny, X The builders work in vain: And towns, without liis wakeful eyc Ad ufelefs watch maintain. PSALM CXXVIII. 271 fore the morning beams arife. Your painful work renew, .nd till the ftarsalcend the flaes Your tireiome toil purlue. ,hort be your deep, and coarfe your fare; Invain/tiUGodhasblefsd; Jut if his fmiles attend yout care, You will have food and relt. Nor children, relatives, nor friends, Shall real bleffings prove, Nor all the earthly joys he fends, If fent without his love. p S J L M 128. Comnaon Metre. ■ ( Family hkfmgs. r\ HAPPY man, whofe foul is filPd KJ With zeal and reverend awe - llis lips to God their honors yield, ■ His life adorns the law. , A careful providence {hall Hand And ever guard thy head, Shall on the labors of thy hand Its kindly bleffings fhed. , Thy wife Ihall be a fruitful vine? ^ Thy children, round thy boaid. Each, like a plant of honor, ftune. And learn to fear the Lord. ^ The Lord Ihall thy beft hopes fulfil, * Formonths and years to come; The Lord who dwells mZions hill i Shall lend thee bleffings home, c This is the man whofe happy eyes -* Shall fee his houfe ip^rea^e, Shall fee the finking cr^rch anie Then leave the world 10 peace. ''' ^ S A L M CXXIX. And all ,1, r '''""''-'■s roil! * Their dorv ^-aA^. '•'Jc i-^-^ , SAL M.CXXX. ^^^ ^30. Con^mon Metre. The borders of defpair,' mycnestofeekthygace 'groans to move thinf ear God,fliouldthyreverere*ve and revenge iniquity, mortal ileihcouidi^and. sre are pardons with my God :nmes of high degree; "^ n hath bought them with hk hfo.j '.raw us near to thee. °^^ for thy falvation, Lord, iirong dei-res I ^vait: ^ invitedbythyword, s v/atchiDg at thy gate J the guards that keep the nicrKi^ for the morning f]des,°'^^' , hciirft beams of breaking lirrht leet them with their eyes. * my foul to fee thy grace * nore intent than they, ' ',^'\op\"^«8softhyfacc, as a brighter day.J he Lord let Ifrael trufl, eifeek his face; IS good as well asjuft, 'nteous m his grace. ill redemption at his throne Redeemer is his Ton; ci ih;iil bs lav-'d. 275 ,^^ PSALM CXXX-CXXXl PSALM 130. Long Me Pardoning grace. , THROMdeep dlRrefs andtroubled tho ' r To thee; my God, 1 rais^a my cri If thou feverely mark our faults, Ko flefh can ftand before thme eyes. . But thou haft built thy throne of grac free to <3ifpenfe thy pardons there, Thatfinners may approach tlry face. And hope, and love, as well as fear. , As the benighted pilgrims wait, ^ And long and wiOi for breaking day, So waits ipy foul befm-e thy gate; Wiren will my foul his face difplay 2 . My truft is fix'd upon thy word, ^ Norfhallltruftthyvm-dmvam.^^^ Let mourning fouls addrefs the Lor And find relief from all their pam. 5 Great is his love, and large his grac Through the redemption ot hi-- ^oj, He turns our feet from Imful waVs, 5nd pardons what oar hands have. PSALM 131. Common T^l HumUity andJWjrinjjlon. T TS there ambition in my heart? Isearch, gracious God, and fee; Or do I aa a haughty pan? Loid,lappeaItotne€. ^ I charge my thoughts, be humble: And all my carnage mild, Content, my Father, with thy wi And peaceful as a child. PSALM CXXXII; 275 3 The patient foul, the lowly mind. Shall have a large reward : Let faints in forrow he refign'd. And truft a faithful Lord. FSJLM 132. ver.5, I3-— 18. Long Metre. ^ the fettkvicnt of a church ; or. The ordina- ' tion of a imnijier. V TTTHERE fhall we go to fcek and find An habitation for our God; A dwelling for th' eternal mind Among the fons of flefli and blood? Si The God of Jacob chofe the hill Of Zion for his ancient reft ; ■- And Zion is his dwelling ftiJl, His church is with his prefence blefs'd. ; " Here I will fix my gracious throne, " And reign for ever,'' faith the Lord ; " Here will my pow'r and love be known, ** And bleffings fhall attend my word. \ " Here will I meet the hungry poor, ** And fill their fouls with living bread; " Sinners, that wait before my door, "With fweet provifions fhali be fed. " Girded with truth, and cloath'd with grace, My priefts, my minifters, fliall fhine: " Not Aaron, in his coflly drefs, " Appears fo glorious and divine. " The faints, unable to contain "Their inward joys, fliall fhout andfing; " The Son of David here fhall reign, ** And Zion triumph in her King." 7 Jefus fhall fee anunrrous feed Born here, t' uphold his glorious name; His crown fliall flourlfh on his liead, While all his foes are cloath'd with fhame.] 276 PSALM CXXXIL PSALM i3«. ver. 4, 5, 7> 8, 15— If. Common Metre. y^ f/^i^rc/^ eftahlijhed. I "p^O fleep nor flumbers to his eyes XN Good David would afford, 'Till he had found below the fides A dwelling for the Lord. fl The Lord in Zion plac'd his name. His ark was fettled there: And there th' aflerabled nation came To worfhip thrice a year. 3 We trace no more thofe toilfome ways. Nor wander far abroad; Where'er thy people meet for praife. There is a houfe for God.3 PAUSE. 4 Arife, O King of grace arife, And enter to thy refl, Lo! thy chuich waits with longing eyes. Thus to be own'd and blefs'd. 5 Enter with all thy glorious train. Thy Spirit and thy word; All that the ark did once contain Could no fudi grace af&rd. 6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows. Here let thy praife be fpread ; Blefs the prpvifions of thy houfe. And fill thy poor with bread. 7 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's anointed fhine; Juftice and truth his court maintain. With love and pow'r divine. \ Here let him hold a lafling throne; | And as his kingdom grows, Ifrefli honors fliall adorn his cro^n, hfi^ fhaiue confound his foes. PSALM CXXXIII . ,77 F S A L M 133. Common Metre. Brotherly love, LO! what an entertaimng fight Thofc friendly brethren prove, Whofe cheerful hearts in bands unite Ofharmony and love. Where ftreams of blifs from Chrifl the fnring Defcend to ev'ry foul, ^ * And heavenly peace with balmy wins Shades and bedews the whole: J 'Tis like the oil divinely fweet On Aaron's rev'rend head, "^he trickling drops perfum'd his feet. And o'er his garments fprcad. 'Tis plealant as the morning dews That fall oh Zion's hill. While God hig raildeft glory fhews> And makes his grace diiiil. PSALM 133. ^;6hort Metre. Vommumon of faints i or, love and nvorjjip in a family. T) LESS'D are the fons of peace, -L> Whofe hearts and hopes are one. Whole kmd defigns to ferve and pleaf« Through all their adions run. BlefsM is the pious houfe Where zeal and friendfhip meet. Their fongs of praife, their mingled vow« Make their communion fweet. Thus, when on Aaron's head , They pour'd the rich perfume, i he oil through all his raiment fprea Nor hands have power to fave. Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf^ Nor hear when mortals pray; Mortals, that wait for their rehef> Are blind and deaf as they.] Ye nations, know 'he living God, Serve him with faith and fear; He makes the churches his abodc^ And elaims your honors therci p 3 A L M 136. Gommoh Metre* ?d^s fwonders of creation, providence, redempf^ tionof Ifr'aely and fa hat ion of his people, OIVE thanks to God, thefbv-reign Lord; ^^^^ *■- His mercieg {liil endure;' And be the King of kings ador'd| * Kis tratk is ever fare.' 282 PSALM CXXXVh a What wonders hath his wifdomdone? * How mighty is his haod?* Heav-n, earth, and fea, he fram'd alonej * How wide is his command ! ' 3 The fun fupplies tlie day with light; * How bright his counfels Aine!' The moon and liars adorn the night; * His works are all divine.* ■ £4 He ftruck the fons of Egypt dead; ' How dreadful is his rod!' And thence, with joy, his people led; * How gracious is our God! 5 He clsfi i.i two the fv/elliiig fear; , * His arm is. great in might ;' And gave thQ tribes a paflage through: * His power and grace unite/ $ But Pharaoh's army there he drown-d; ' How glorious are his ways!' And brought his faints thro' defert ground:!i * Eternal be his praife.' ^ Great monarchs fell beneath his hand; * yidlorious is hisfword;' While IfraeJ took the promis'd land;, * And faithful is his word.'] S He faw the nations dead in fin; ' He ffclt his pity move;' How fad the llate the world was ml * How boundlefs was hi^ love!' g He fent to fave us from our woe; * his goodnefs never fails;' From death and hell, and ev'ry foe; * And iiill his grace prevails/ so Give tkariks to God, the heav'nly King; * His mercies ftil] endure: Let the whole eanh his pniifes fiDjii * i-lis truth is e ve.r fare,. PSALM CXXXVI. 285 F S A L M 1^6, As the 148 Pfalm. GIVE thanks to God moft high. The univerfal Lord; The fov'reign King of kings; And be his grace ador'd, ' His pow'r and grace * Are flili the fame;. * Aftd let his name * Have endleis praife/ ' ^ How mighty is his hand! What wonders hath he done! He form'd the earth and feas, And fpread the heav'ns alone*- ' Thymercy^ Lord, * Shall ftill endure; ' And ever fure * Abides thy word.* 3 Kis wifdom fram'd the fun To crown the day with lights* The moon and twinkling ftars To cheer the darkfome night. * His pow'r and grace * Areflill the fame; * And let his name * Have endlefs praife.' [4 He fraote the firft-born fons. The fiow'r of Egypt, dead » And thence his cholen tribes With joy and glory led, * Thy mercy, Lord* * Shall ftill endure; * And ever fure 5 Abides thy word,^ ^ *84 PSALM CXXXVlt, $ Hi's pow'r and lifted rod Gleft the red-fea in two; And for his people made A wond'rous pafTage through. < A ^^n.fi^?^'/ 2nd grace ' Are ftill the fame; And Jet his name * Have endlefs praife.' ^ But cruel Pharaoh there AnTl!^^\^^fM^^^^^^vn'di Ar^ brought his Ifrael fafe Through a long defert ground. , . J.k jnercy, Lord, ^' Shall ftilj endure; And ever fure * Abides thy word.* P A IT S E. / The kings of Canaan fell „,?^"ef^h his dreadful hands While his own fervants took; Poffeffiori of their land. ' His pow'r and grace I Are ftill the fame] * And Jet his name * Have endlefs pralfe.' J { He faw the nations He All pcrifningin fin, And pity'd the fad itatc The ruin'd world was in, * Thy mercy, Lord, * Shall Hill endure-; * And ever fare * Abides thy wcrU.' ? S A L M GXXXVI. 2815 I He fent his only Son To fave us from our woe. From Satan, lin, and death. And ev'ry hurtful foe. * His pow'r and graca * Are fti 11 the fame; * And let his name * Have endiefs praife.' 10 Give thanks aloud to God, To God the heavenly king; And let the fpacious earth His works and glories Ungi * Thy mercv, Lord, < Shall ftili endure; * And everfure * Abides thy word.* PSALM 136. Abridged. Long Metres [ (5-1 VE to our God immortal praife! ^^ Mercy and truth are all his ways: * Wonders of grace to tJod belong, * Repeat his mercies in yourfong.* ^ Give to the fc^of.lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown; * His mercies ever fhall endure, * When lords and kings are known no more.' : He built the earth, he fpread the fky, And fix'd the ftarry lights on high : * Wonders of grace to God belong, * Repeat his mercies in your fong.* He fills the fun with morning light. He bids the moon dir^ the night; * His mercies ever fhall endure, * When funs and moons ftiallfliinenoraorei* 1 86 PSALM CXXXVIT. 5 'J'he Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand. And brought them to the promis'd land; \ * Wonders of grace to God belong, * Repeat his mercies in your fong.* 6 Hii faw the Gentiles dead in fin, And felt his pity move within ! * His mercies ever fliall endure, * When death and fin (hall reign no more.* y He fent his Son with power to fave from guilt, and daiknefs, and the grave, * Wondersof grace to God belong, * Repeat his mercies in your fong.* $ Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, 4^ And leads us to his heav'nly feat: * His mercies ever Ihall endure, * When this vain world fhall be no more/ P S J L M 12,1. The Bahylo7:ian captivity,, I A LONG thebankswhereBaberscurrent flows, •^Ourcaptivebandsindeepdefpondenceflray'cl While Zion's fall in fad remembrance rofe, Herfriendsjherchildrenmingledwiththedead. The tunelefs hsrp, that once with joy we flrung, Whenpraifeemploy d&toihteiifpir'dthelay. In niLJuruful filence on the willows hung; And growing grief prolong'd the tedious day^ The barbarous tyrants, to iiicreafe the woe. With tainting fmilcs a fong of Zion claim; But farredpraile in flrains melodious flow, While theyblafpheroethegreatjehovah's name 4 But how, inheathen chains and lands unknown* , Shall Tfrael s fons a fong of Zion raife! \ , O haplefs Salem, God's terreftrial throne, _ Tliou land of glory, facred mount of praife^ PSALM CXXXVlil. 2S7 if e*er my memory lofe thy lovely name. If my cold heart negledl my kindred raee^ Let dire deftru6lion feizethis guilty frame; My hand {hall penfh and riiyvoiceihallceafeo 6 Yet (hall the Lord, who hears when Zion callsj Overtake her foes with terror and difmay> JBis arm avenge her defolated walls, And raifc her children to eternal day. P S J L M 138. Rejloring and prefjrving grace. t Ttr ITH ail my powers of heart and tongue • ''- I'll praife my^ Maker in my fon^; Angels fhall hear the notes 1 raife, Approve the fong, and j,oiri the praife. [z Anj^is, that make thy church their carej Shall witnefs my devotions there, While holy zeal direds my eyes To thy fair temple in the iliies.J 3 I'll fing thy truth and niercy, Lord, I'll fmg the wonders of thy word? Iv[ot all the V/orks and names below. So much thy power and glory (how. 4 To God I cry'd when troubles rofe; He heard me, andfubdu'd my foes; He did my rifing fears controul, Andilrength di^us'dthrougli all my fouL 5 The Godofheav'n maintains his ilate, Frowns on the proud, and fcorns the great | Ivut from his throne defcends to blefs The humble fouls that truft his grace. 6 Amidil: a thoufand fnares I fland Upheld and guarded by thy hand; Thy words my fainting foul revive, Ana keep my dying fkith alive. ^88 PSALM CXXXIX. 7 Grace m]\ complete what grace begins, 1 o lave from forrows or from fins ; The woik that wifdom undertakes, Etern^ mercy ne'er foriakes, r S J L M 139. FIrftpart. Long Me tw. 77v all-feeing God. ^ U^^?' ^^°^ ^^^ ^'^'■^^'^ & ^een me thro'; 1 hme eye commands with piercing view My riling and my refting hours, My heart and ftefh with all their powers. a My thoughts, before they are my own. Are to my God dillin<9iy known ; He knows the words I mean to fpeak. Ere from my op'r^mg lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I Hand On every {\At I find thy hand ; Awake, afleep, at home, abroad, I am furrounded ftill with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vaft and great! What large extent! what lofty heightl My foul, with all the powers I boaft, Is in the boundlefs profped loft. 5 * Oh mav thefe thoughts poflefs my breaftj^ * Wliera'er I rove, where'er I reft; * Nor let my weaker pallions dare * Conlent to fin, for God is there.* PAUSE THE FIRST. I Could I fi falfe, fo faithlefs prove, To quit thy fervice and thy love, Whtre, Lord, could I thy prefence fhuSj^ Qr fro«Ti thy dreadful glory run ! p. S A L M CXXXIX. 289 y If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'ft enthroned in light; Or dive to heJl — there vengeance reigns. And Satan groans beneath thy chains, 8 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the weftern fea, - Thy fwifier hand would firft arrive. And there arreft thy fugitive. 9 Or fhould I try to fhun thy fight Beneath the fpreading veil of night. One glance of thine, one piercing ray Would kindle darknefs into day. 10 *' Oh may thefe thoughts poflTefs mybrcaft, *' Where'er I rove, where'er I reft ! *' Nor let my weaker paffions dare *' Confent to fin, for God is there.'* PAUSE THE SECOKD. 11 The veil of night is no difguife. No fcreen from thy all-fearching eyes ; Thy hand can feize ihy foes as foon ^Thro' midnight fliades as blazing noon. ti Midnight and noon in this agree. Great God, they're both alike to thee; Not death can hide what God will fpy. And hell lies naked to his eye. 13 " Oh may thefe thoughts pofTefs my breall» " Where'er I rove, where'er I reft ! ** Nor let my weaker paffions dare *' Confent to fin, for God is there.'' P S J L M 139. Second part. Long Metre. The ivonderftilfo)'?nation of7nan, I '^WAS from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of fuch a curious frame; In me thy fearful wonders Ihine, And each proclaims thy fliill divine. i90 PSALM CXXXIX. a Thine eyes did all my limbs furvey, * Which yet in dark confufion lay; Thou lavv'ft.the daily growth they took, Form'd by the model of thy book. 3 Ey thee my growing^ parts were nam'd, And what thy fov'reign councils framed. The breathing lungs, the beating heart, Was copied with unerring art. 4 At lall, to fhew my Maker's name, God ftamp'd his image on my frame, And, in fome unknown moment, join 'd The lini(h*d members of the mind. 5 There the young feeds of thought began. And all the pafTions of the man, Great God, our infant nature pays Immoiftal tribute to thy praife. PAUSE. 6 Lord, fince in my advancing age, , I've aded on life's bufy ftage. Thy thoughts of love to me furmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could furvey the ocean o'er And count each fand that makes the fnore. Before my fwiftell thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 Thefe on ray heart arc ftill iniprcft, With thefe I give my eyes to reftjji And at my waking hour I fmd ^ God and his love pofTefsony mind. F$ ALM 139. Third part. Long Metre, Sincerity pro fefed, and grace tried; or, Ths heart-fearching God, J Ti /FY God, what inward griefl feel, , IVx Whenimpiom; men tranf^refs thy WUiJ ! I mourn to hear their lips profane Take thy tremendous name m vaia* PSALM CXXXIX. 291 a Does not my fonl deteft and hate Thefons of malice and deceit? Thofe that oppofe thy laws, and thee, I count for enemies to me. 3 Lord, fearch my foul, try every thought-— > Though my own heart accufe me not Of walking in a falfe di%uife, I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Does fecret mifchief lurk within ? Do 1 indulge fome unknown fin? Gh! turn my feet whene'er I ftray, And lead me in thy perfect way. PSALM 139. Firftpart. Common Metre. God is every 'where. I TN all my vail concerns with thee, i In vain my foul would try T© fhun thy prefence, Lord, or flee Th- notice of thine eye. 1. Thy all-furrounding fight furveys, My rifmg and my rell. My public walks, my private ways, t And fecrets of my breaft. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they're form'd within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word. He knows the fenfe I mean. 4 Oh! wond'rous knowledge ! deep and high! Where can a creature hide! Within thy circling arms I he, Inclos'd on every fide. 5 So let thy grace furround me llill. And like a bulwark prove. To guard mv foul from every ill, Secur'd by ibv'reign love. 292 PS A L M CXXXIX. PAUSE. 6 Lord, where fhall guilty fouls retire Forgotten and unknown? * In hell they meet thy dreadful fire. In heav'n thy glorious throne. ^ Should I fupprefs my vital breath, To fcape thy wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death. And make the grave refign. 8 If, witig'd with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the weft, ^ '^^Ir^fA^'/''^'f^ muft fjpport myiiighL, Would foon betray my rell. 9 If o'er my fins I think to draw The curtains of the night, The flaming eyes that guard thy law Would turn the /hades to light. 10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour. Are both alike to thee:— Oh! may I ne'er provoke that power irom whicli I cannot flee. PSALM 139, Second part. ConSmon Mctre,^ ne 'wifdomofGodin the forinafion of man ' W^^f ^^.^^^^^ Pjeafmjj wonder, ftand, ^V And all my frame furvey. Lord! 'tis thy work-I own, thv hand Thus built my humble clay. ' ^ "^ Tii-u '^"'^ "^7 ^^^^^ ^"^ ^eins pofTefs'd, Where unborn nature grew; A^ y^^^o"^ ''^^^ my features trac'd. And ail my members drew. 3 Tliine eye with niceft care furvey'd _rhe growth of every part; Till the wholefcheme, thythoughts had I5id, Wascopy'dbythyart. PSALM CXXXIX-^CXL. 293 4 Heaven, earth and fea, and fire and U'ind, Shew me thy v/ond'roiis Ikiilj Eut I review myfeif, and find Diviner wonders ftiih 5 Thy awful glories round me fhine, My fleih proclaims thy praife; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. PSALM 139. ver. 14— 17, 1%. Third part. Common Metre. The mercies cf God innumerable, AN EVENING PSALM. I T ORD, when I count thv mercies o'er, -L< They ftrike me with furprife; Not all the fands that fpread the fhore. To equal numbers rife. ft My llefli with fear and wonder ftands. The produd of thy fldil; And hourly bleilings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 Thefe on my heart by night I keep; How kind, how dear to me! Oh ! may the hour that ends my deep Still find my thoughts with thee. PSALM 140. Common Metre. I PROTECT us. Lord, from fatal harmJ A Behold our riling woes; We truft alone thy powerful aim, Tofcatter all our foes. a Their tongue is like a poifon'd dart, Their thoughts are full of guile, While rage and carnage fv/ell their heart, They wear a peaceful fmile. 294 PSALM CXLL 3 O God of grace, thy guardian care, ^ When foes wicT^out invade, Or fpread within a deeper fnare, SuppHes ourconftant aid. 4 Let fairehood flee before thy face. Thy hea?'nly truth extend. All nations taHe thy heav'nly grace, And all delulion end. 5 With daily bread the poorfupply; TheK:aufe of juiVJce "plead, And be thy church exalted high. With Chrift the glorious head. F S A LM 141. ver. 2—5. Long Metre. Watchfulnefs and brotherly love, A MORNING OR JEY")E N I N G PSALM. X TV/fY God, accept niiy early vows, iVx Like morning incenfe in thy houfe. And let my nightly worfhip rife Sweet as the evening facrifice. a Watch o'er mv lips, and guard them, Lord^ From every raiTi andheedlefs word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where finners lead. 3 Ohmay the righteous, when Ifoay, Smite and reprove my wandering Vv'ay! Their gentle word's, like ointment fhed. Shall never bruife, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prefsM with gtief, I'll cry to heav'n for their relief; And, by my warm petitions, prove How mach 1 prize their faithful love. PSALM CXLII-CXLTII. 295 F S A L M 142. Common Metre. God- is the hope cf the helphfs, I 'T^OGod I made my fbn'ows known, -L From God [ fought relief; ' In long complainii betore his tiirone I pour'd out ail my grief, a My foul was overwheim'd with woes> My heart began to break; My God, who ail my burdens knows. Beholds the way I take. 3 On e\'ery iide I call, my eye. And found my helpers gone, While friends and ibangers pafs'd cie by NegleAed or unknown. 4 Then did I raife a louder cry, And Csill'd thy mercy near, " Thou art my portion when I die, *' Be thou my refuge here.'' 5 Lord, 1 am brought exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend. And make my foes, who vex me, know I've an almighty friend. 6 From my fed prifon fet me free, Then Ihail I praife thy name. And holy men fiiall join with me. Thy kindn'efs to proclaim. P 5 -^ Z M 143. Long Metre.' Cc7nphint of heavy affiiCtions in mind and body, I T^TY righteous Judge, my gracious God, xVX Hear, when 1 fpread my hands abroad^ And cry for fuccour from thy throne — Ohl make thy truth and mercy known. i9^ PSALM CXLIH; ?h^M H^''^"-;]' P^^ads thv grace-- Should juftice call us to thy bar. JNo man alive is guildefs there. 3 Look down in pity, Lord, and fee Ihemi^htyfoes that burthen me; My walking hfe draws near the grave; Make bare thine arm^-thy fervant fave. 4 I dwell in darknels and iinfeen— My heart IS defolate within; My thoughts in mu/ing fiJence tr?ce ' The ancient wonders of thy grace 5 Thence I derive a ghmpfe of hope. To hear my /Inking fpirits up; ^' And thirll like parched lands for rain. ^^^|;;,^^^.J/l:^'-^»Ipray,Imourn-- When will thy fmihng face return? Shall all myjoys on earth remove, And Goa for ever hide his love? Will /ink thy pris'ner to the grave; Make haflc to help before I die. S";?^^'^'^''"^^^^«'^y tears, Diftreffing pams, diftradling fears ; Oh! niightl hear thy morning voce, How would my wearied powerfre ofce? ^J.VJ^f.^/^^"ft' to thee High, And ift my weaned foul on high; Fo, thee fit waiting all the day. And v/ear the tirefome hours away. ih^ path in which my feet fliould go; If fnares and foes befet the road, ^ 1 tlee to hide me near my God. PSALM CXLIV. 297 ii Teach me to do thy holy wiil, And lead rae to thy heav'nly hill: Let the good Ipirit of thy love Conducl me to thy courts above. II Then fliall my foul no more complain. The tempter then Ihallrage in vain; And iieih, and fin, my foes before, * Shall never vex my ipirit more. PSALM 144. ver. i, 2. Ftrft part. Common Metre. j^Jfifiance mid viaory m thefpiritual rcjarfan^ 1 XpOR ever bleffed be the Lord, A My Saviour and my fliield; He fends his fpirit \vith his word. To arm me for the field. 2 When fin and hell their force unite, Ke makes my foul his csre, Icftrucls me in the heav'n'y fight, And guards me through the Vv'ar. 3 A friend and helper fo divine, My fainting hope (hall raife; He makes the glorious vici'ry mine, .And his fhall be the praife^ PSALM 144. ver. 3, 4, 5, 6. Second part. Common Metre. The vanity ofinari, and the condefcenjlo?: of God. X T CRD, what is r^an^ poor feeble man, -S^ Born of the earth at firfl? His life a (liadcw, light and vain, Still hailing to the^'duit. % O what is feeble dying man. Or all his fmful race, That God Ihould make it his eoccern, To vilit him with grace! 298 PSALM CXLIV— CXLV. 3 -That God, who darts his lightnings down, Who fliakes the world above, What terrors wait his awful frown, How wond'rotis is his love! PSALM 144. ver. 12—15. Third part- Long Metre. Grace alove riches ; or, The happy natkn. 1 TLJ APPY the city, where their foMB, •*■ ■*• Like pillars round a palace fet, And daughters, bright as poHfh'd ftones, Give ftrength and beauty to the ftate. 1 Happy the land in culture dreft, Whofe flecks and corn have large increafes Where men fecurely work or reft, Nor fons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd, But more divinely bleft are thofe On whom the all-fufficient God Himfelf, with all his grace, bellows. P S J L M i^^. Long Metre. The great fiefs of God, 1 TV/IY God, my King, thy various praifc ^^ Shall fill the remnant of my days: Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 'Till death and glory raife the fong. a The wings of ev'ry hour fhall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And ev'ry fetting fun /hall fee New works of duty done for thee. 5 Thy truth and juflice I'll proclaim; Thy bounty flows, an endlefsftream,* Thy mercy fwift, thine anger flow, £ut dieadiuito the itubboriafoe. PSALM CXLV. 299 4 Thy works with fovVeign glory fhlne, Andfpeakthy majefly divine; Let ev'ry realm with joy proclaim The found and honor of thy name, 5 Let diilant times and nations raife The long fucceflion of thy praife: And unborn ages make myfong The joy and triumph of their tongue. 6 But who can fpeak thy wond'rous deeds J Thy greatncfs all our thoughts exceeds: Vaft and unfearchable thy ways, Vaft and immortal be thy praife. PSALM 145. ver. 1,7, 11—13; Firft part. Common Metre. The greatncfs of God. I T ONG as I live V\\ blefs thy name, ■*^ My King, my God of love; My work and joy fliall be the fame In the bright world above. % Great is the Lord, his power unknown^ Ajid let his praife be great: I '11 fing the honors of his throne, Thy works of^grace repeat. I Thyccrace fhiil dwell upon my tongue> And, while my Hps rejoice, The men that hear my facred fong, Shall join my cheerful voice. 4 F.uhers to fons fhall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways; .Iges to come thy truth proclaim, And nations found thy praife. 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date Shall through the world be known; ■ Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly ftate.. Willi public fpleador fliown. 300 PSALM CXLV. 6 The world is manag'd by thy hands. Thy faints are rui'd by love- And thine eternal kingdom ftands, Though rocks and hills remore. PSALM us- ver. 7, £5^^, Second part. Common Metre. T/)e goodnefs of Go^, I QWEET is the mem'ryof thy grace ^ My God, my heav'nly Kinl? ' Let age to age thy righteoufnefs' m lounds of glory fing. % God reigns on high, but ne'er con^nes His goodnefs to the Ikies; Through the whole earth his bounty fhiney. And every want fupplies, 3 AV^h longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food, 7 i'r";?^ ^^^^ provides their meat. And hlis their mouths with good. 4 Plow kind are thy compafTions, Lord' ^ «ow ilow thme anger moves I jbu: :^on he fends his pard'ning word To cheer u,Z f'^uls he loves. i Creatures, with all their eni'fA race. Thy pow'r and pralfe proclaim; But iaints, that tafte thy richer grace. Delight to blefs thy name. JP S A L M i4_f. vtr. 14, 17, ^c. Third part. Cormon Metre. Mercy tofiifferen ; or, God hearing prayet; 1 JET ev'ry tongue thy goodnefs fpeak, •^ 1 hou fov'reign Lord of all; Thyftrength'ning hands uphold theivea'K, '^nd igiiQ the poor that fall. PSALM CXLVT. 301 a When forrowbows the fpiritdown. Or virtue lies diftrefs'd Beneath fome proud opprefTor's frown*, Thou giv'ft the mourners rell. 5 The Lord fupports our finking days. And guides our giddy youth: Holy and juft are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his fervants feel, He hears his children cry,^ And their beft wifnes to fulhl. His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never (hall remove From men of heart iincere; He faves the fouls whofe humble love Is join 'd with holy fear. [6 His flubborn foes his fv/ord fhall flay. And pierce their hearts with painj But none that ferve the Lord fliail fay, *' They fought his aid in vain.'^J [7 My lips (hall dwell upon his praife, And fpread his fame abroad j Let all the fons of Adamraife The honors of their God.] PSALM 146, Lor.g Metre. Praife to God for bis goodnefs and truths I T>H.AISE ye the Lord, my heart Ihall join X In work fo pleafant, fo di\dne; Now v/hi]e the flefli is mine abode, And when my foul afcends to God. a Praife fliall employ my ncblefl pow'rs. While immortality endures; My days of praife (hall ne'er be paO, While life, and thought, and being laft. 3C* PSALM CXLVII. 3 Why iliould I make a man my truft? Princes muft die and turn toduft; Their breath departs, their pomp and power, And thoughts all vanifli in an hour. 4 Happy the man, vvhofe hopes rely On Ifrael's God; He made the fliy, And earthy and feas, with all their train; And none (hall find his promife vain, 5 His truth for ever ftands fecure; He faves th' oppreis'd, he feeds the poorj He fends the lab'ring confcience peace, And grants the pris'ner fvveet releafe. 6 The Lord to fight reftores the blind; ■ The Loidflipports the finking mind; He helps the flranger in diftrefs, The widow and tliefatherlefs. 7 He loves the faints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to heil; Thy God, O Zion, e?er reigns; Praife him in everlafling flrains. V S A L M 147. As the 113th Pfalm. Prc'jfcio God for his goodnefs a?id truth. I T'LL praife my Maker whh my breath; -i And when my vt.ice is loft in death, Praifj (hall employ my nobler powers: My d.iys of praife {hall ne'er be paf^. While Jite, and thought, and being iaft, Or immortality endures, a Why fnould I make a man my truft? i^ruices mui^ ^iie and turn to dufl:; ^ Vcviii is thy help of iicfli and blood; Tiieir breath departs, tljeir pomp and pow'r, And thoughts, a!l vanilli in an hour ; >ior can they make th<;:r pruniife good. PSALM CXLVII. 30J; 3 HappY the naan, whole hopes rely On liraePs God: He made the flcy, And earth, jmdfeas, with all their train^ His truth for e¥er Hands fecure: He laves th' oppreiVd, he teeds the poor. And none (hail tind his promife vam. 4. llie Lord hath eyes to give the blind; ' The Lord Supports the linking mind ; He lends the laboring confcience peace; lie helps the ibanger m diftrefs, The vadow and the fatheriefs, And gra^|s the pris'ner iweet releale. 5 lie loves ikj-faints, he ko^ows them well. But turns tne wicked down to hell; Thy God, O 'Lion, ever reigns ', Lf.t ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, "^n thii exalted work engage; ^ Praiie him in everlaHing ttrains. (s I li pralfe him while he lends me breath j And when my voice is loft in death, Praife (hall employ my nobler po\v'rs: Mv days of praife fhall ne'er be pair, ^ V/hiie life, and thotsght, and being *ait, Or immortality endures. P S /^ L M 147. Firftpart. Long Metre. Th diviKC nature, prsvidence, and grace. J T>RArSEyetheLord; 'tis good to raife X Our hearts and voices m-his praik; His nature and his works invite . To make this duty our delight. % The Lord builds up Jerufalcm, And gathers, nations to his name : l-iis mercy melts tiie fcubl)orn foul, Aii4 makes the Wii%^ ipifit whole. ' 3<>4 PSALM CXLVIL 3 He form'd theilars, thofe heav'niy flames I ie CO ^3 „,,,^ ^^j, ^^j^^ their nam^;: H.s fov reign wildom kno^vs no bound, A deep where all our droughts are dro vnU 4 Great js our Lord, and grcSt his might And all his glories infinite; ^ * He crowns the meek, re^vards the Juil, And treads the wicked to thedufl. ' PAUSE. ^ Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who fpreada his clouds around the (lev: There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops defce nd in^ain. 6 He makes the grafs the hills ^^orti. And domes the fmiling fields with corn. T he beaib with food his hands fupply. And feeds the ravens when they crv% ; What is the creature's Qdll or force, Tjie Tio'rous man, the warlike horfc. The Ipnghtly wit, the acflivelimb: All are too mean delights for him. 8 But faints are lovely in his fight; Ue views his children with delight; He iees their hope, he knows their fear, ^thd finds and loves his image there. PSJLM i^y. Second part. LongMetrs. Sumyner and 'winter. * LrJ ?'°", P'"aJ^e the. mighty God, ^nd make his honors known abroad: For fweet the joy our fongs to raife. And glorious is the work of praife. a Our children \xy^ fecure and blefs'd; Our fhores have peace, our cities reilj And adds his bleflmgs to their meat. 1 PSALM CXLVII. 305 3 The changing feafons he ordains. The early and the latter rains : His flakes of fnow hke wool he fends, And thus the fpringing corn defends. 4 With hoary froft he ilrews the ground; His hail delcends with dreadful found: His icy bands the riv'irs hold, And terror arms his wintry coid . 5 He bids the warmer breezes blow; The ice diilolves, the wajters flow: But he hath nobler works and ways To call his people to his praife. 6 Through all our States his laws are fhown} His gofpel through the nation known; He hath not thus reveal'd his word To ev'ry land : Praife ye the Lord. PSALM i^'j. ver. 7-"9, 13—18. Common Metre, The feafons of the year* WITH fongs and honor founding loud Addrefs the Lord on high ; Over the heav'ns he fpreads his cloud. And waters veil the flcy. He fends his fliow'rs of blelling down To chear the plains below; He makes the grafs the mountains crown^ And corn in vallies grow. He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the ravens' cry; But man, who taftes his finefl wheat. Should raife his honors high. 4 His fteady counfels change the face Of the dechning year; He bids the fun cut Ihort his race. And wint'ry days appear. 3o6 PSALM CXLVIII. 5 His hoary fi oft, his fleecy fnow, De{cename. 4 Ye vapors , when ye rife. Or fall in ihow'rs or fnow, Ye thunders murm'ting round the Ikies, Hispow'randglor,y Ihow. c Wind, hail, and flammgtire, Asree to praife the Lord, . When ye in dreadful ftorms confpirc To execute his word. PSALM. CXLIX. 311 6 By all his works above His honors be exprefs'o, But faints, that tafle his faving love. Should fmg his praifes belt. PAUSE THE FIRST. Let earth and ocean knov%r Theyowe their Maker praife; Praife him, ye wat'ry worlds below, And mongers of the feas. 8 From mountains near the ftiy Let his high praii'b refoupd— From humble fhrwbs, and cedars high. And vales and lields around. Ye lions of the wood, And tamer beails that n"^ze. Ye live upon his daily food. And he expefts your praife. 10 Ye birds of lofty wing. On high his praifes bear. Or fit on iioweiy boughs, and fing Your Maker's glory there. £1 Ye reptile myriads, join T' exalt his glorious name. And flies, in beauteous forms thatThinej His wond'rou8 fid'l proclaim. I By all the earth-born race. His honors be exprefs 'd ; But flints that know his heav'niy grac3> Should learn to praife him beft. PAUSE THE SECOMD. 3 Mcnarchs of wide command, Praife ye th' eternal King — Judges, adore that fov 'reign hand^ Whence all your hoaors fpring. 312 PSALM CXLIX. 14 Let vigorous youth enpiage To found his praifes high; Where growing babes and withering age Their feebler voices try. 15 United zeal be riiowri' His wond'rous fame to raife; God h the Lord ; his name alone Deferves our endlefs praife. 16 Let nature join with art, And all pronounce hmi blelt,^ But faints, that dwell fo near his heart, Should fing his praifes belt. P S A L' M 149. Common Mtrcw Praift,' God, all his faints; or, The faints jud^ ing the nvorld. I A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, XA. And let your fongs be new; Amidft the church with cheerful voice His later wonders fhew. a The Jew?, the people of his grace, Shall their Redeemer fing ; And Gentile nations join the praifa. While Zion owns her king. 3 The Lord tak-es pleafure in the juft, Whom fmntrs treat with fcorn ; The meek, that lie defpisM in dull. Salvation (hall adorn. _ 1 4 Saints fliaU be joyful in their king, E'en on a dying bed; And like the fouls'in glory fing, For God (hall raife the dead. 5 Then his high praife ftiall fill their tongues. Their hand fiiall wield the fword : And vengeance fhall attend their fongs, The vengeance of the Lord, PSALM CL. 115. 6 VvHien Chrift bis judgment-feat afcends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends, Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then fhall they ri^le with iron rod, Nations that dar'd rebel: And join the fentence of their God, On tyrants doom'd to hell, g The royal finners, bound in chains, New triumph fhall afford: Such honor for the faints remains — Praife ye> and love the Lord. PSJLM 150. ver. i, 2—6. Common Metre. j^fong of praife, I TN God's own houfe pronounce his praife, "■■ His grace he there reveaie ; To heav'n your joy and wonder raife. For there his glory dwells. % Let all your facred paffions move. While you rehearfe his deeds; But the great work of faving love Your highefl praife exceeds. All that have motion, life and breath, Proclaim your Maker blefs'd; Yet v/hen my voice exoires in death, My foul fliali praife him befl. The christian DOXOLOGT. Long Metre. TTO God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praife, and glory given lU- all 6a earth, and all in heav'n. I 3 314 D O X O L O G Y. Common Metre, T ET God the Father, and the Son, •*-' And Spirit be ador'd. Where there are works to make him known^ Or faints to love the Lord. Common Metre. Where the time inclujes Hvojianzas, J. nppiE God of mercy be ador'd. * Who calls our fouls from dcarh. Who favts by his redeeming word^ And new-created breath. n.— To praife the Father, and the Son, And Spirit, all divine, The one in three, and three m one, Let faints and angels join. ' Short Metre. YE angels, round the throne. And faints that dwell below, WorOiip the Father, praife the Son, And blefs the Spirit too. As the 11 xth PMm. NOW to the great and facred Three, The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal praife and glory giv'n, Thr«' all the worlds where God is known. By all the anceis near the throne. And alfthe faints in earth and heav'a. As the \^%th Pfalm. TO God the Father's throne Perpetual honors raife; Glory to God'the Son, To God the fpirit praife i With all our powers* Eternal King, Thy name we fing, VVhile faith adores. V F IN I $> A TABLE To find out any psalm, or Part of a v^m.^\^ by the FiisT line of it. ALMIGHTY ruler of the fides ao Almighty God, appear and fave 2% Are Imners ifov/ lb fenfelels grown 3 8 Arile, my giacious God 34 Amiciit' thy wiath remember love 70 Are all the foes of Zion fools 113 Among th' alierablies of the great 1 65 And wiii the God of grace 166 Among the princes, earthly Gods 172 I Awake, my foul, to four.d his praife 226 I Awake, ye fairts~to praife your King a 80 I AlongthebankswhereBabel's currentflows 286 iAIl yc that love the Lord, rejoice ^ 312 BLESS 'D is the man who fliuns the place 5 Behold the lofty Hiy 40 Behold the morning fun 4.1 jBi^ fsM is the man, for ever blefs'd 6 j B'.eis'd is the nation, where the Lord 67 Bdioid the Jove, the gen'rous love 72 Blefs'd is the man whofe brcafi: can move 85 Behold lis, Lord, and let our cry i a j Eehold, O God, what cruel foes i« ?, Biefs 'd are th e fouls, who hear and know 177 Be'ce JcKovalvs awful throne ' 202 [Bl t is , O m y foial .. th e ii v^g God 208 Behold the fure fcund.'ftion-ftone 242 Bicfs'd aie die nndefj'd in heart 246 i3eho!d diy waiting fsivant. Lord 5 r j 3lti.s\i are the fons of peace 277 HiLD8.EN,inyears & knavv-ledgeyoung , 70 Come, children, iearato fear the Lord '7 j C A r A B L £: ^ PAGt Gome,found his praife abroad ^ 19.^ Come, let your voices join to raife 19 ? Confider all my forrows, Lord 25 <^ DAVID rejoic'd in God his ilrength 46 Deep in our hearts l^t us record 140 EARLY, my God, without delay 1 2 ^ Exalt the Lord our God 20 r I TOOLS, in their hearts, believe and fay ^8 . Firm was my health, my day was bright 6 1 Far as thy name is known From foes that round us rife Father, I fmg thy wond'rous grace For ever fhail my fong record From age to age exalt his name ^ From all that dwell below the ildes Father, I blefs thy gentle hand Firm and unraov'd are they From deep diftrefs and troubled thoughts For ever blelTcd be the Lord GREAT God, the heaven's well ordered frame Give to the Lord, ye fons of fame God of my life, look gently down God is the refuge of his faints Great is the Lord our God Great God, indulge my humble claim. Great God, attend to my complaint God is the Lord, the heav'nly King God of my childhood and my youth Great God, whofe univerfal fway God, ray fapporter and my hope Great God, how oft did Ifrael prove 1 6 ti Great (hepherd of thine Ifrael i^'. Great God, attend, while Zion fings i('\ God in his earthly temple lays 17 Give thanks to God, invoke his name a i J TABLE. PAGEo God of eternal love 220 Give thanks to God, he reigns above ibid, God of my mercy and my praife _ 227 Great is the Lord, his works of might 230 Great is the Lord, c;xalted high sSo Give thanks to God^ the fov'reign Lord 28 £ Give thanlis to God moft high 28.3 Give to our Gcd immortal praife 285 HAPPY the man v/hofe cautious feet 6 Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail 26 Mow long wilt thou conceal thy face 27 How faft their guilt and for rows rife 5 1 How blc'is'd the i:ran to whom his God 64 High in the heav'ns eternal God 75 How awful is thy chail'ning rod 157 How pleallmt, how divinely fair 167 Hear what the Lord in vilion faid 177 He that nath made his refuge God^ 185 He reigns 5 the Lord, the Saviour reignS jr - Hear me, O God, nor hide thy kiC'i 205 Happy is he that fears the Lord 23 ? Hg\v fiiail the young fecure their hearts 24a How did my heart rejoice to hear 2.'>4 How pleas'd and blefs'd was [ iCj^ i-Iad not the God of truth and love 266 Hovv' pleaiant 'tis to fee 278- Happy the city, wdiere their fons 298 IN anger, Lord, do not chaflife ij* I fet the Lord before my tace _ 3 3 In thee, great God, with fongs cf praife 46 1 lift my foul to Gcd ^^ I will extol thee, Lord, on high 60 I'll bicfs the Lord from day 10 day 70 I waited patient for the Lord gi ril fpeak the honors nf my King 5^ i 4 A r A B L E. " PA»B, ij - A r A B L I^. \ My Saviour, my almighty friend 14.? I My foul, how lovely ijthe place i^>S ^ My never-ceafing fong fhall {ho\v 1 75 Mercy and judgment are^ my long ac^ My f-)ul, repeat his praife;, 211 My foul, thy great CreatoV praife 1 1 3 My Cod, coniider my diftrefs 'is!^ \ My foul Iks cleaving to the duil 258 Mv God, what inward grief I feel 290 ^ My God, accept my early vows % ■ 6 A r A B L E, Page* b God! to whom revenge belongs 19 r Of juftice and of grace 1 fing 204 Oh blefs th? Lord, my foul , 210 O all ye nations, praife the Lord 240 O how I love thy hojy law 245 O that the Lord would guide my way 254 O that thy flatutes ev'ry hour 25 7 O thou, whofe grace and juftice reign a66 O happy man, whofe foul is fiU'd 271 Oat of the deeps of long diilrefs 27 ^ PRESEPvVE me, Lord, in time of need 31: _ Praife waits in Zion, Lord, for thee i ^9 Praife ye the Lord, exalt his name 279 Protecl: us, Lord, from fual harm 293 Praife ye the Lord, my heart fhalj join 2^% Praife ye the Lord; ''tis good to raife 30 j REJOICEi ye righteous, in the Lord 66 Remember, Lord, our mortal llate 179 Return, O God of love, return 184 SAVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe 3^^ Soon as I heard my father fay 58 Shew pity. Lord, O Lord, forgive 107 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord 131 Shine, mighty God, on Zion fnine 133 Save me, O God, the fwelling floods 137 Sure there's a righteous God 150 Sing to the Lord aloud ' 164 Salvation is for ever nigh 17^ Sweet is the work, my'Cod, ray King 187 Smg to the Lord Jehovah's name 193 Sm^ to the Lord, ye diftant lands 195 Songs of immortal praife belong 230 See what a living Itone 244 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace 300 ;nr"^HE man is ever blefs'd 6 A Thee will Hove, O Lord, my ftrength 36 A TABLE, PAGE, To thine almighty arm we owe 39 The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord 4Z The Lord my fliepherd is 5* The earth for ever is thejLord's ^ si This ipacious earth is aihhe Lord's ihid. The Lord of glory is my Hght ^ 5 7 To ihee, O Lord, I railed my cries 59 To thee, O God of truth and love 61 Thus I refolv'd before the Lord 80 Teach me the meafure of my days ^ ^ 81 Thus faith the Lord, *' Your work is vain 83 The v/onders, Lord, thy love has wrought 84 The king of faints, how fair his face 9 % 'The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 99 Thus faith the^Lord, " the fpacious fields 100 The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns loi TheLord, the fov'ieign, lends his fummons forth loa The God of glory fends his fummons forth 104 'Twas in the watches of the night 123 The praife of Zion waits for thee 1^7 The God of our falvation hears 128 'Tis by thy ilrength the mountains ftand 13^ |^ 'Twas for our fake, eternal God 141 To thee, moft high and holy God ^ 153 ' To God I cry'd with mournful voice 155 Think, mighty God, on fjebie man 180 Thro' ev'ry 3ge, eternal God i^i The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high 19a The Lord Jehovah reigns . ibid. The Lm >-l is cosne ; the heav'ns proclaim t ^ " The Alnughtv reigns exalted high To our almighty maker, Go-i The God Je'hovah reigns The Lord, liow wond'rqusare his ways The Lord, the foy'reigJ> King To God tlie great, the ever biefs'd 227 ^ TABLE. Tfiy works of g'ory, mighty Lord Thus God, th' eternal Father fp^ke ^27 Thus the great Lord of earth and fea at8 i hat man is blefs'd, who Hands in awe z-^t Thnce happy man, vitho feai s the Lord 1% Thy name, almighty Lord ^^^ 1 he Lord appeal's m.y helper now ibid. 1 his IS the day the Lord hath made o. . ^ To thee, beiore the dawning ]ight 2% Thou art my portion, O my God Z-r 1 hv mercies fill the earth, O Lord ^% Thou God of love,' thou ever-blefs'd a6o T o heav n I ];ft my waiting eyes 261 Tv/as from thy hand, my God, I came 28,, 1 o Goa I raaKe my lorrcws koown 295 T TP to the hills I lift mine eyes- ^ 6 r ^ Upwards I lift mine eyes o a Unfhaken is the i^icrci hili TJ Up from my youth, may Ifrael fay V am mail, on foolifii pleafures bent X/^^^xTl'^'v t'^ nations join to ilay ^* Whydiathejewsprodaimtheirrage/^;/. ^Vitii my whole heart VW raife mv fong ^ tx ^ .hen the great Judge fupreme and jufl H J hy doth the Lcrd depart fo far ' Jl ^vho fhall mhabit m thv hill J ^ho fhall afccnd thy hea-. ^.]y place i VJien God is nigh, my faith is .^rong t^ J e love thee, Lord, and we adore il ^ '\ere fhall the man be found ,1 J^hi e I keep /dence and conceal 6 e hile men grow bold in wicked ways .{ ^ fen man grows bold in fin I, nv.; fiiould J vex niy foul, and tvzx ',1 ^ hy do Uie wealthy wicked boral t ^ 26r 2ZZ J r ^ B L E. PAGE, With earned longings of the mind 86 "Why dorh the man of riches grow 97 Why do the proud infult the poor 99 When Chrift to lu-lsmenilhall defcend lor Why Ihould the'mighty make their boaft i n V>' hv Iliould the haughty hero boaft 1 1 ^ When cverwhohn'd with grief 121 We blefs the Lord, the juft, the good 136 Will God for ever caft us off 15 ^ Wlien Ifrael finn'd, the Lord reprov'd 160 With reverence let the faints appear 176 Who will ariie and plead my right 19^ Would ycu behold the works of God 2 2a When God, provok'd with daring crimes 1^s When Ifrael, freed from Pharaoh's hand 23 J What (hall I retider to my God 239 With my whole heart I've fought thy face ^SS When pain and anguifb feize me, Lord 259 When God reflor'd our captive ftate 26? When Cod reveai'd his gracious name 265 Where (hall we go to feek 'and find 27 With all ray powers of heart and tongue 28 When I, with pleafing wonder, ftand 29: \Vith fongs and honor founding loud 30, YE holv fouls, in God rejoice ^ Yefons of pri4e, that hare thejuft «' Yet," faith the Lord' ''- if David's race Ye fons of men, a feeble race _ ^ Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Ye that delight to fer\-e the Lord Yefervants ofth' almighty King Ye that obey th' immortal King Ye trib-.s of Adam, join I ► •Jv/- '^h >i*s ts