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SACRED   POETRY. 
 
 PSALMS^lfWfs, 
 
 ABAPTED      TO       CHRISTIAN'      DEVOTION,      IN 
 PUBLIC    AND     PRIVATE. 
 
 StUcicd from   the  bejl  Authors,  with  -variations 
 and'  additions* 
 
 a*    J  ERE  MY    B  EL  KN  A  P,    ».  d. 
 
 *W2I.1SH£D    ACCORDING     TO     ACT    O?      CoKGJLEM: 
 
 ?RINT£B    A?    THE    APOLte    PXS«S,     IN    BOSTON, 
 
 by  Joseph  Belknap, 
 
 No.  8,  Dock  Square, 
 sryjc-cxcY. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 D 
 
 R.  Johnfon  hath  cbferved  concerning 
 devotional  poetry,  that  "thefantlity  of  the  mat" 
 ttr  rejects  the  ornaments  of  figurative  diclion." 
 Inferior  fubj eels  may  be  heightened  by  the  charms 
 of  rhetoric,  but  this  is  too  fublime  to  receive 
 any  decoration,  from  human  eloquence  j  and  zee 
 often  debafe  it  by  making  the  attempt. 
 
 Dr.  Watts  in  one  of  his  hymns  hath  J 'aid \ 
 
 "■Join  all  the  names  of  love  and  power 
 
 That  ever  men  or  angels  bore; 
 
 All  are  too  mean  to  fpeak  his  -worthy 
 
 Or  fet  Emanuel' s  glory  forth." 
 Yet,  fuch  was  the  imperfection  of  one  sf  the 
 heft  of  men,  that  we -frequently  find  in  his  di- 
 vine poems,  epithets  and  allufions  '  taken  from 
 "mortal  beauties  J"  and  applied  to  the  Saviour ^ 
 with  a  licence  difgujiing  to  the  fpirit  of  devotion. 
 It  has  been  my  aim  to  avoid,  thefe  familiar  it  es  : 
 end  either  to  change  or  omit  fuch  epithets  and 
 allufions. 
 
 The  names  of  the  authors  from' whom  this  fe~ 
 'lection  is  made,  are  fubjoined  to  each  pfalm  or 
 hymn;  excepting  when  they  are  unknown  or 
 have  requefied  concealment .  Mofi  of  thefe  names 
 are  familiar  to  the  readers  of  poetry  ;  but 
 is  one,  to  whom  I  am  largely  indebted  for  foirA 
 ■<f  ihe  mofi  elegant  of  thefe  pi  (>■:■ 
 
iv  P  R  E  FA  C  E. 
 
 but  little  known  in  this  country  and  of  whom  I 
 conceive  the  following  account  will  be  acceptable 
 tc  every  reader, 
 
 "Akne  Steele  was  the  cldef  daughter  cf 
 -a  differing  minifier  at  Broughtoji,  in  Hamp- 
 Jhife;  am  man  of  piety,  integrity,  benevolence, 
 and  the  nioji  amiable  fimplicity  of  manners.  She 
 difcovered  in  early  life,  her  leve  of  the  mufes9 
 and  often  entertained  her  friends,  with  the 
 truly  poetical  and  pious  productions  of  her  pen. 
 But,  it  washer  infelicity,  as  it  has  been  of  many 
 cf  hzr  kindred  fpirits,  to  have  &  capacious  foar- 
 ing  mind,  inclofed  in  a  very  weak  and  languid 
 body.  She  lived  for  the  nioji  part,  a  life  of  re' 
 tirement  in  the  fame  peaceful  village  where  fie 
 btgan  and  ended  her  days.  The  duties  of  friend* 
 flip  and  Religion  occupied  her  time  ;  and  the 
 pleafures  of  both  confiituted  her  delight.  Her 
 h'art  was  apt  to  feel,  often  to  a  degree  too  pain* 
 fid  for  her  own  felicity  ;  but  always  with  the 
 mojl  tender  and  generous  fympathy  for  her 
 Jriends.  ,  Yet,  fie  poffeffeda  native  checrfidne.fi  ; 
 of  which,  even  the  agonizing  pains  Jhe  endured, 
 in  the  latter  part  of  her  life,  could  not  deprive 
 her.  In  every  fort  interval  of  abated  Offering, 
 pie  would  in  a  variety  of  ways,  as  well  as  by  her 
 enlivening  cor.verfation,  give  pleafure  to  'all 
 around  hcrt  -  Her  life  was  a  life  of  unaffected 
 humility,  warm  benevolence,  fncere  friendfiip 
 and  genuine  devotion.  She  waited  with  chrif- 
 tian  dignity  for.  the  hour  of  her  departure  ? 
 When  it  came,  fie  welcomed  its  approach  ;  a?id6 
 Jtakcn\  an  affectionate  {cave  of  1ierfri:r.d;$ 
 
P'lE  F'A  C  E.  > 
 
 €?8fed  'her  eyes,  with  theft  animating  zo or ds  on 
 "her  lips,  u  I  know  that  my  redeemer  liveth.''* 
 
 It  is  humbly  apprehended,  that  a  grateful  and 
 affetlionate  addrefs  to  the  exalted  Saviour  of 
 mankind,  or  a  hymn  in  honour  of  the  Eternal 
 Spirit^  cannot  be  dif agreeable  to  the  mind  cf 
 God.  To  jligmatife  fuch  an  act  of  devotion- 
 with  the  name  of  idolatry,  is  (to  fay  the  leaf,) 
 an  abufe  of  language.  It  cannot  be  jujUy  charg- 
 ed  with  derogating  from  the  glory  due  to  the 
 ONE  God  and1  Sat  her  of  ail,  becaufe  he  is  the 
 ^ultimate  objecl  of  the  honour  which  is  given  to 
 his  Son  and  to  his  Spirit. 
 
 In  this  feleEiion  thofe  chrifiians,  who  do  not 
 fcruple  tofingpraifesto  their  Redeemer  and  $anc~ 
 tifier,  will  find  materials  for  fuch  afublime  en- 
 joyment ;  whilfi  others  iuhofe  tendernefs  of  con" 
 fcience  may  oblige  them  to  confine  their  addre.Jfest 
 to  the  Father  only  willfnd  no  deficiency  of  mat- 
 terfuited  to  their  ides,  of  «  the  chafit  and  awful 
 fpirit  of  devotion." 
 
 Boston,  May  10,  17950 
 
 *  This  account  is  taken  from  the  preface  to  (ht  third! 
 'volume  of  her  "  miscellaneous  pieces  in  profe  and  veife,8' 
 publifhed  under  the  name  of  Theodosia,  by  the    ?"??«• 
 <kteh  Evan*  9f  Blfftotf  ffio'i  after  hsr'de'ceafei 
 
ERRATA. 
 
 PAGE  6,  line  7,  for  his  vindiBive,  read,  the 
 ■temptfiuous.  P.  42,  1.  11,  blifsful.  P.  61,  dele 
 i.ie  two  firft  lines.  P.  84,  I.  15,  gone.  P.  98,  ).  9. 
 JM*«.  P.  106,  I.  3,  from  bottom,  Jinijh 'd.  At 
 the  end  of  the  56th  hymn,  for  T.  Gray,  read,  Dod- 
 dridge, 
 
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PSALMS. 
 
 Pfalm  I.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Hafplncfs   of  the  Righteous  and  the  Mljery  of  the  Wicked. 
 
 BLEST  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place, 
 Where  Tinners  love  to  meet; 
 Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways. 
 And  hates  the  {coffer's  feat. 
 
 2  But  in  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord 
 Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight; 
 
 By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
 And  meditates  by  night. 
 
 3  He  like  a  tree  of  generous  kind 
 By  living  waters  fet ; 
 
 Safe  from  the  ftorm  and  Mailing  wind, 
 .Enjoys  a  peaceful  flare* 
 B 
 
2  PSALM    S. 
 
 4  Green  as  the  leaf  and  ever  fair 
 
 Shall  his  profeffion  (nine  ; 
 Whilit  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 
 
 Like  duffers  on  the  vine. 
 
 £  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft, 
 
 What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 
 Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
 
 Or  chaff  before  the  itorm. 
 
 6  Sinners  in  judgment  {hall  not  Hand 
 
 Among  the  fons  of  grace  ; 
 When  Chrift  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
 
 Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 
 
 7  Bis  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 
 
 His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 
 But  crooked  ways  of  Tinners  lead, 
 
 Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfallU  II.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Exaltation  of  Chrift. 
 
 A  TTEND,  O  earth,  when  God  declares 
 AX.     His  uncontroul'd  decree  ; 
 *'  Thou  art  my  Son,  this  day,  my  heir 
 11  Have  I  begotten  thee. 
 
 Upon  my  holy  Zion's  hill 
 *y  King  I  thee  ordain  ; 
 ho'  thy  foes  difpute  my  will 
 u  (halt  forever  rein  n. 
 
P    S    A    L    M     S. 
 
 3  "  Afk  and  and  receive  thy  full  demands, 
 '*  Thine  fliali  the  heathen  be  J 
 
 ••  Theutmoft  limits  of  the  lands 
 V  Shall  be  pofMs'd  by  thee. 
 
 4  "  Thy  righteous  fceptre  thou  (hall  fway 
 •'  And  all  thy  foes  command  ; 
 
 11  Juft-as  the  potter  breaks  the  clay 
 "  And  moulds  it  with  his  hand." 
 
 j  Be  wife,  ye  princes,  then,  give  ear, 
 
 Ye  judges  ot  the  Earth  ; 
 Wor0iip  the  Lord  with  holy  fear,- 
 
 Rejoice  with  awful  mirth, 
 
 6  Approach  the  Son,  with  due  refpe£ls 
 To  him  your  homage  pay  ; 
 
 Left  ye  perfiftin  your  negleft, 
 
 And  perifh  in  your  way.  ,<\ 
 
 7  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rife 
 Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
 
 Then  bleft  are  they  whole  hope  relies 
 
 On  his  moft  holy  Name. 
 
 Tate,  varied. 
 
 .  p(alm  II  •     Short  Metre. 
 
 The  Death,  Refurre&ion  and  glory  of  drift, 
 
 MAKER,  and  fovereign  Lord 
 Of  Heaven  and  Earth  and. Seas./ 
 Thy  Providence  confirms  thy  word 
 And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 
 
4  PSALMS. 
 
 £  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
 
 By  David  are  fulfili'd  ; 
 When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  flay 
 
 Jefus  thy  holy  child. 
 
 3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
 And  Jews  with  one  accord, 
 
 Unite  their  counfels  to  dellroy 
 Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 
 
 4  Rulers  and  Kings  agree 
 To  form  a  vain  defign, 
 
 Again  ft  the  Lord  they  join  their  powers, 
 Againli  his  Chrifl  combine. 
 
 (j  The  Lord  derides  their  rage 
 
 And  will  fuppor.t  his  throne, 
 He  who  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
 
 Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 
 
 6  Heafks  and  God  bellows 
 
 A  vaft  inheritance  ; 
 Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft,  ends 
 
 His  Kingdom  fiiall  advance.  Watts. 
 
 JJ?falltt  III  -      Common  Metre , 
 
 Doubts  andFekrsfrfgtxfffd. 
 
 MY  God  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
 How  fa  ft  my  foes  inercafe  ! 
 Their  number  Low  it  multiplies! 
 How  fatal  to  my  peace  ! 
 
PSALM     S. 
 
 2  The  lying  temtper  would  perfuade 
 There's  no  relief  from  heaven  ; 
 
 And  all  my  fwelling  fins  appear 
 Too  great  to  be  torgiv'n. 
 
 3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence, 
 On  thee  my  hopes  rely  ; 
 
 My  finking  fpirit  thou  wilt  raife 
 And  lift  my  head  en  high. 
 
 4  In  formertimes  of  deep  diilreis 
 
 To  God  I  made  my  prayer, 
 
 He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill  ; 
 
 Why  fhouid  I  now  defpair  ? 
 
 5  Guarded  by  .him  I  lay  me  down 
 
 My  Tweet  repofe  to  take  ; 
 For  I  through  him  fecurel.y  fleep 
 Through  him,  in  fafety  wake. 
 
 •6  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs 
 His  arm  alone  can  fave  ; 
 Bleffings  attend  thy  people  here 
 And  reach  beyond  the  grave, 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varied, 
 
 pfaltll  IV.  vcr.  6,  7.     Common  Met, 
 
 True  hafpinefs  only  in.  God. 
 
 WHEN  fancy  fpreads  her  boldeft  wings 
 And  wanders  unconfm'd, 
 Amidft  the  varied  fcene  of  things 
 Which  entertain  the  mind. ; 
 B  -2- 
 
6  PSALMS. 
 
 2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er 
 In  fearch  of  facred  reft, 
 The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
 To  make  us  fully  bleft. 
 
 «  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 
 Each  flattering  fpecious  wile, 
 For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
 But  our  Creator's  fmile  ? 
 
 4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms- depart, 
 Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
 In  God  alone,  our  reftlefs  heart 
 An  equal  blifs  can  find. 
 
 :;  Great  fource  of  all  felicity, 
 To  thee  our  wifhes  tend  ! 
 Do  not  thefe  wifhes  rife  from  thee 
 And  in  thy  favour  end  ? 
 
 D  Thy  favour,  Lord,  is  all  we  want 
 Here  would  our  fpirit  reft 
 O  feal  the  rich,  the  bouncilefs  grant, 
 And  make  us  fully  bleft. 
 
 Mrs.  Stiejli. 
 r 
 
 Pfalm  IV.  ver.  8.     Lang  Metre. 
 
 An  Evening  Song. 
 
 rT^HUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
 X    Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
 And  every  Evening  (hall  make  known 
 5  jrnc  irefh  memorial  of  his  grace, 
 
F    S    A    L    M;    S. 
 
 2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  vvafle 
 And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
 But  he  forgives  my  follies  pad, 
 
 And  gives  me  ftrength  for  daysto  corner 
 
 3  1  lay  my  body  down  to  fieep 
 Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 
 His  ever  watchful  eye  {hall  keep 
 Its  conflant  guard  around  my  bed*.. 
 
 4.  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear, 
 G  may  thy  prefence  ne'er  depart; 
 And  in  the  morning  let  me  hear 
 The  love  and  kindneFs  of  thy  heart.. 
 
 5  Thus  when. the  night  of  death  (hall  come^ 
 My  flefh  fhall  reft  beneath  the  ground  ; 
 And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  the  tomb 
 With  glad  falvation  in  the  found. 
 
 Watts  . 
 
 PfaltU  V.    Common  Metre, 
 
 For  the  Lord's  Day  morning, 
 
 T    ORD,  in  the  morning,  thou  {halt  hear 
 JL*     My  voice  afcending  high, 
 To  thee  will  I  add  re fs  my  prayer 
 To  thee  direct  mine  eye. 
 
 2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whofe  fight, 
 
 The  wicked  fhall  not  ftand  ; 
 Sinners  {hall  ne'er  bethy  delight9 
 
 Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 
 
B  PSA   »L    M    & 
 
 3  But  fo  ihv  houfe  will  I  refort 
 
 To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
 1  will  frequent  thy  holy  court 
 And  worlhip  in  thy  fear. 
 
 4  O  may  thy  fpirit  guide  my  feet, 
 
 In  ways  of  truth  and  grace  ; 
 Make  every  path  of  duty  ftraight 
 And  plain  before  my  face. 
 
 £  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name 
 Shall  fee  their  hopes  fulfili'd  ; 
 The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
 With  favour  as  a  Ihield. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfolm.VI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Prayer  in  Sicknefs. 
 
 IN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not 
 But  fpare  a  wretch  forlorn  ; 
 Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath,  . 
 Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 
 
 2  Sorrow  and  pain  confume  the  day, 
 
 I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, . 
 Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pafy 
 Till  the  flow  morning  rife. 
 
 3  My  tortur'd  flefli  diftracis  my  mind 
 
 And  fills  my  foul  with  grief; 
 How  long,  O  Lord,  wilt  thou  delay 
 To  grant  me  thy  relief  ? 
 
PSALMS, 
 
 4  The  gloomy  (hades  oF  death  cannot 
 
 Thy  glorious  a&s  proclaim  ; 
 No  prifoner  of  the  fi'ent  grave 
 Can  magnify  thy  name. 
 
 5  He  hears  when  duft  and  afhes  pray 
 
 He  pities  all  my  groans  ; 
 He  faves  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
 And  heals  my  broken  bones. 
 
 6  The  virtue  of  his  fov'reign  word 
 
 Reftores  my  fainting  breath, 
 To  hira  will  I  devote  that  life 
 Which  he  has  fav'd  from  death, 
 
 Tats  and  Watts,  united  and  varied, 
 
 Jg)falm  VII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Confidence  in  God* 
 
 MY  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 
 My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
 Rife  and  my  helplefs  life  defend 
 From  thofe  who  feek  my  bloocL 
 
 2  If  malice  lurk'd  within  my  heart 
 
 Before  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
 1  fiiould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee 
 Nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 
 
 3  Impartial  judge  of  all  the  world. 
 
 I  truft  my  caufe  to. thee  ; 
 
10  PSALMS. 
 
 According  to  my  righteoufnefs 
 So  let  thy  fentence  be. 
 
 4  Let  wicked  arts  of  wicked  men 
 
 Be  wholly  overthrown  ; 
 But  guard  the juft,  O  God,  to  whom 
 The  hearts  of  both  are  known, 
 
 5  Then  will  I  all  the  righteous  ways 
 
 Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
 I'll  fingthepraile  of  God  moil  high 
 And  celebrate  his  name. 
 
 Tate  and  Watti*  united. 
 
 pfaim  VIII,     Common  Metre, 
 
 Divine  Ccmdefctnfi™ . 
 
 OTKOU  to  whom  ail  creatures  bow 
 Within  this  earthly  frame  ; 
 Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
 How  glorious  is  th,y  Name  ! 
 
 s  When  Heaven  thy  glorious  work  on  high 
 Employs  my  wond'ring  fight ; 
 The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  fky 
 With  ftars  of  feebler  light  ; 
 
 3  Lord,  what  is  man  !   that  thou  fliould'it  choof 
 To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ! 
 Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  fhould'it  prove 
 To  them  fo  wond'rous  kind ! 
 
PSALMS.  11 
 
 Him  next  in  power  thou  did'ft  create 
 
 To  thy  celeftial  train  ; 
 
 Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  ftate 
 
 O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 
 
 S 
 They  jointly  own  his  powerful  fway 
 
 The  beafts  that  prey  or  graze; 
 
 The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 
 
 The  fifh  that  cuts  the  feas. 
 
 G  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
 
 Within  this  earthly  frame, 
 Thro'  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou, 
 How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
 
 Tate, 
 
 Pfalttl  VIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Adam  and  Chriji,  or  the  old  and  netv  Creation, 
 
 LORD  what  was  man  when  made  at  firfta 
 Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  duft, 
 That  thou  fhouldft  fet  him  and  his  race. 
 But  juft  below  an  angel's  place  ! 
 
 2  That  thou  fhouldft  raife  his  nature  fo, 
 And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
 Make  every  beaft  and  bird  fubrnit 
 And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet ! 
 
 3  But  what  fublimer  glories  wait, 
 To  crown  the  fecond  Adam's  ftate  ! 
 What  honours  fhall  thy  Son  adorn 
 Who  cotidefcended  to  be  born  I 
 
3  2 
 
 P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 4  See  hrm,  below  his  angels  made  ! 
 See  him  in  duft,  among  the  dead  ! 
 To  fave  the  world  from  death  and  fin, 
 But  he  (hall  reign  with  power  divine. 
 
 5  The  world  to  come  redeem'd  from  all 
 The  mifeiies  that  attend  the  fall, 
 New  made  and  glorious  fhall  fubmit 
 At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ipfaim  IX.  ver.  io,  ii.   Long  Metre 
 
 Encouragement  to  Faith. 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
 His  various  and  his  foving  names  ; 
 O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
 But  by  our  fure  experience  known. 
 
 2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
 Th'  eternal,  all  fufficient  Lord  ; 
 
 Thro*  all  the  world,  mo-ft  high  confefs'd, 
 By  him  'twas  form'd,  and  is  poflefs'd. 
 
 3  Awake,  our  nobleft  powers,  to  blefs 
 The  God  of  Abr'ham,  God  of  peace  ; 
 Now,  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
 Father  and  God  of  Chrift  his  Son. 
 
 4  Thro'  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
 Is  open  to  his  fervants'  prayer ; 
 Nor  can  one  humble  foul  complain. 
 That  he  has  fought  his  God  in  vain. 
 
SAL    M    S,  j3 
 
 Vk  What  unbelieving  heart  (hall  dare. 
 In  whifpers  to  fuggeft  a  fear, 
 While  flill  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
 The  fame  his  power,  his  love  the  fame. 
 
 6  To  thee,  our  fouls  in  faith  arife, 
 To  thee,  we  lift  expecling  eyes, 
 And  boldly  thro*  the  defart  tread, 
 For  God  will  guard,  where  God  (hall  lead. 
 
 PfallU  X.     Common  Metre. 
 
 A  prayer  for  Delhcrancefrom  OppreJJlon,  . 
 
 WHY  doth  the  Lord  Hand  off  fo  far, 
 And  why  conceal  his  face, 
 When  great  calamities  appear, 
 And  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 
 
 2  Lord,  fhal!  the  wicked  ftill  deride, 
 
 Thy  juftice  and  thy  power  ? 
 Shall  they  ere£t  their  heads  in  pride 
 And  better  men  devour  ? 
 
 3  Arife,  O  God,  lilt  up  thy  hand, 
 
 Attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
 No  enemy  (hail  dare  to  ftand 
 When  God  our  help  is  nigh. 
 
 4  Thou  wijt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
 
 And  ftill  incline  thine  ear ; 
 Thou  knoweft  what  thy  children  fay 
 And  thou  their  voice  wilt  hear. 
 C 
 
*4 
 
 PSALM    S. 
 
 5  Proud  tyrants  (hall  no  more  opprefs, 
 No  more  defpife  the  juft  : 
 And  mighty  finners  ihaii  confefs 
 They  are  but  earth  and  duft. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfaittl  XL     Long  Metre. 
 
 7 be  jujiice   of Divine  Providence, 
 
 ON  God  my  ftedfaft  hopes  rely, 
 Why  do  my  foes  iniulting  cry, 
 M  Fly  like  a  timorous,  trembling  dove, 
 "  And  feek  the  mountain's  lonefome  grove." 
 
 t  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts, 
 Againft  the  men  of  upright  hearts  ! 
 If  Government  be  overthrown, 
 Who  then  the  injur' d  caufe  will  own  ? 
 
 3  The  Lord,  enthron'd  above  the  fky. 
 On  fufTering  virtue  cafts  his  eye  ; 
 Tho'  he  airlift  his  faints  to  prove, 
 Their  patience,  and  to  try  their  love ; 
 
 4  Yet  lawlefs  hands  and  hearts  impure, 
 His  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
 His  lightning  wings  its  rapid  way, 
 His  thunder  fills  them  with  difmay. 
 
 5  Where  truth  and  juftice  hold  their  place 
 God  will  reveal  his  gracious  face  ; 
 Delighted,  in  the  upright  mind 
 
 His  own  reflected  beams  to  find. 
 
 Ms r Ricx;  varied. 
 
F    S    A    L    H    & 
 Pfalm  XIL     Common  Metn 
 
 Corruption  of  Manners \ 
 
 HELP  Lord  ?  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 
 Religion- iofes  ground  {. 
 The  fons  of  wickednefs  prevail 
 And  treacheries  abound. 
 
 I  Their  oaths  and  promifes  they  break 
 Yet  acl  the  flatterer's  part ; 
 With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak 
 And  with  a  double  heart* 
 
 3  Scoffers  appear  on  every  fide, 
 
 Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
 Are  rais'dto  feats  of  power  and  pride, 
 And  bear  the  fword  in  vain. 
 
 4  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 
 
 And  blafphemy  grows  bold  ; 
 When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found,. 
 And  love  is  waxen  cold  ; 
 
 5  Is  not  thy  chariot  haftening  on  ? 
 
 Had  thou  not  given  the  fign  ? 
 May  we  not  truft  and  live  upon 
 A  promife  fo  divine  ? 
 
 6  Thy  word  like  filver  feven  times  try5d. 
 
 Thro'  ages  (hall  endure  ; 
 The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide 
 Shall  find  the  promife  fare. 
 
 WAns, 
 
t6  P     S     £    L    M     S. 
 
 J5MB1  XIII.      Common  Metre, 
 
 Complaint  under  Temptation. 
 
 HOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  r 
 My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
 When  wilt  thou  fend  thy  heavenly  ray:; 
 To  drive  my  fears  away  ? 
 
 a  How  long  fhall  my  diftrefled  foul 
 Struggle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
 Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul 
 And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 
 
 3  Be  thou  my  fun,  ami  thou,  my  fhield, 
 
 My  foul  in  fafety  keep  ; 
 Make  hafte,  before  nay  eyes  are  fe^i'd 
 In  death's  eternal  deep. 
 
 4  How  would  the  tempter  boail  aloud 
 
 If  I  become  his  prey, 
 And  ail  the  hods  oi  hell  grow  proud* 
 At  thy  fo  long  delay  ! 
 
 £  But  they  (hall  fly  at  thy  rebuke 
 And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
 He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look 
 And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 
 
 6  Thou  wilt  difplay  that  fovereign  grace 
 On  which  my  hopes  have  ixung  ; 
 I  fhall  employ  my  lips  in  praife 
 And  vittory  fhall  be  fung* 
 
PSALMS, 
 
 pfelm  XIV.    Common  Metre, 
 
 Univerfal  Depravity , 
 
 FOOLS  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay 
 "  That  all  religion's  vain  : 
 "  There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high 
 "  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 
 
 2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane 
 
 Corrupt  difcourfe  proceeds ; 
 And  by  their  impious  hands  are  done 
 Abominable  deeds. 
 
 3  The  Lord  from  his  celeftial  throne, 
 
 Look'd  down  on  things  below  ; 
 To  find  the  men  that  fought  his  grace 
 Or  did  hisjuftice  know  ; 
 
 4  He  faw  that  all  were  gone  affray, 
 
 Their  practice  all  the  fame  ; 
 That  none  did  fear  his  maker's  hand, 
 That  none  did  love  his  name. 
 
 q  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit, 
 Their  flanders  never  ceafe, 
 How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet 
 Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace  ! 
 
 6  Such  feeds  of  fin,  that  bitter  root 
 In  every  heart  are  found  ;     . 
 Nor  will  they  bear  diviner  fruit 
 
 Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 
 
 Watts, 
 B2 
 
i8  PSALMS. 
 
 Jpfaltll  XV.      Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Citizen  of  Z ion. 
 
 LORD  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 
 To  thy  bleft  courts  repair  ? 
 And  whilfthe  bows  before  thy  throne 
 Shall  find  acceptance  there  ? 
 
 2  Tis  he,  whofe  truly  honeft  heart 
 
 By  rules  of  virtue  moves  ; 
 Whofe  generous  tongue  difdains  to  fpeak 
 The  thing  his  heart  difproves. 
 
 3  Who  never  will  a  (lander  forge 
 
 His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound, 
 Nor  hearken  to  a  falfe  report 
 By  malice  whifper'd  round. 
 
 4  Who  vice,  whendreft  in  pomp  and  power,,. 
 
 Can  treat  with  juft  neglecV; 
 And  piety,  tho'  cloath'd  in  rags 
 Religioufly  refpecl:. 
 
 £  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trull 
 Has  ever  firmly  flood  ; 
 And  tho'  he  promife  to  his  lofs, 
 He  makes  his  promife  good. 
 
 6  Who  feeks  not  in  oppreflive  ways 
 His  treafure  to  employ  ; 
 Whom  no  rewards  can  ever  bribe 
 The  guiltlefs  to  deftroy, 
 
P    S     A     L    M    S,  tg 
 
 The  man,  who  by  this  fteady  courfe 
 
 Has  happinefs  infur'd, 
 When  Earth's  foundations  fhake,  mall  ff.and» 
 
 By  Providence  fecur'd. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 pfaltU  XV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  virtues  of  a  Cbrijtian. 
 
 WHO  fhall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place 
 Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
 The  man  who  loves  religion  now, 
 And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 
 
 2  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean, 
 Whofe  lips  ftill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  5 
 No  Danders  dwell  upon  his  tongue, 
 
 He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 
 
 3  He  will  not  truft  an  ill  report, 
 Nor  vent  it  to  bis  neighbour's  hurt ; 
 Sinners  of  ilate  he  can  defpife, 
 But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes* 
 
 4  Firm  to  his  word,  he  ever  flood, 
 And  always  makes  his  promife  good  ; 
 Nor  will  he  change  the  thing  he  fwears 
 Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears, 
 
 &  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 
 And  mourns  that  juftice  fhould  be  fold  ? 
 If  others  vex  and  grind  the  poor, 
 Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 
 
20  PSALMS. 
 
 6  He  loves  his  enemies  and  prays       > 
 For  thofe  who  curfe  him  to  his  face  ; 
 And  doth  to  all  men  Hill  the  fame, 
 That  he  could  hope  or  wim  from  them. 
 
 7  Yet  when  his  holiefl  works  are  done, 
 His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
 This  is  the  man  thy  face  (hall  fee 
 And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfaimXVI.    FirftPart.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Good  works  profitable  to  men. 
 
 PRESERVEme  Lord,  in  time  ot  need 
 Forfuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee  ; 
 But  have  no  merit  there  to  plead, 
 My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 
 
 2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confeft 
 
 How  empty  and  how  poor  1  am  ; 
 
 Mv  praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft, 
 
 Nor  add  new  glory  to  thy  name. 
 
 3  Yet, Lord,  thy  faints  on  earth  may  reap 
 
 Some  profit  by  the  good  I  do  ; 
 Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 
 
 Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 
 
 4  Let  others  choofe  the  fons  cf  mirth 
 
 To  give  arelilh  to  their  wine  ; 
 
 I  love  the  men  of  heavenly  birth 
 
 Whofe  works  and  language  are  divine. 
 
 Watts, 
 
p     S    A    L    M    S.  21 
 
 pfalmXVI.  Second  Part.  Common  MeK 
 
 Ibe  blejfings  of  Nature  and  Grace* 
 
 LET  Heathens  to  their  idols  hafte 
 And  worfhip  wood  or  flone, 
 But  my  delightful  lot  is  caft 
 Where  the  true  God  is  known,, 
 
 a  In  this  enlighten  'd,  pleafant  land, 
 My  happy  portion  lies ; 
 Where  nature's  ever  bounteous  hand 
 All  human  want  fupplies. 
 
 3  Therefore  my  foul  (hall  blefs  the  Lord, 
 
 Whofe  precepts  give  me  light, 
 And  confutation  ftill  afford 
 In  forrows  difmal  night. 
 
 4  I  Jhive  each  atlion  to  approve 
 
 To  thine  ali-feeing  eye  ; 
 No  danger  firall  my  hope  remove^ 
 For  thou  art  ever  nigh. 
 
 £  Thou  fh-ak  the  paths  of  life  difplay., 
 Which  to  thy  prefence  lead  ; 
 Where  pleafures  dwell  without  allay, 
 And  joys  which  ne  ver  fade. 
 
 Watts  and  Tate  varisd. 
 
 Pfelm  XVI.  Third  Part.  Cow.  Met, 
 
 T'be  Death  and  RefurreB'ton  ofChriJ}. 
 
 11  T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
 
 JL     He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 
 I   My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs 
 My  flefh  fhali  reft  in  hope, 
 
«2     •         PSALMS. 
 
 2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 
 
 Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
 Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
 To  fee  corruption  there. 
 
 3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life 
 
 And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  ; 
 Thy  ccrurts  immortal  pleafure  give, 
 Thy  prefence,  joys  unknown/' 
 
 4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord, 
 
 The  holy  David  fung; 
 And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
 Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 
 
 5  Jefus,  whom  every  faint  adores. 
 
 Was  crucify'd  and  (lain ; 
 Behold  the  totnb  its  prey  reflores, 
 Behold  be  lives  again. 
 
 6  When  (hall  my  feet  arife  and  (land 
 
 On  heavn's  eternal  hills  ? 
 There  fits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand. 
 And  there  the  Father  fmiies. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 $)&lttl  XVII.     Oommon  Metre, 
 
 The  transforming  vijion  of  God. 
 
 MY  God  the  vifits  of  thy  face 
 Afford  fuperior  joy, 
 To  all  the  flittering  world  can  give 
 .  Or  mortal  hopes  employ, 
 
PSALMS, 
 
 &  But  clouds  and  darknefs  intervene, 
 My  brighteft  joys  decline  ; 
 ,And  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  enfnare 
 This  wandering  heart  of  mine. 
 
 3  *-ord,  guide  ^is  wandering  heart  to  thee, 
 
 Unfatisfy'd  I  Gray  ; 
 Break  through  the  fhades  of  fenfe  and  fin 
 With  thy  enlivening  ray. 
 
 4  O  let  thy  beams  refplendent  mine 
 
 And  every  cloud  remove  ; 
 Transform  my  powers  and  fit  my  foul 
 For  happier  fcenes  above. 
 
 5  Lord  raife  my  faith,  my  hope,  my  heart, 
 
 To  thofe  tranfporting  joys  ; 
 Then  (hall  I  fcorn  each  little  fnare, 
 Which  this  vain  world  employs.' 
 
 6  Then,tho' I  fink  in  death's  cold  fleeo 
 
 To  life  I  (hall  awake  ; 
 And  in  the  likenefs  of  my  God, 
 Of  heavenly  blifs  partake. 
 
 Mrs.  SriEtg, 
 
 S3 
 
 Pfalttl  XVII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Refurreclioft. 
 
 HAT  finners  value  I  refign, 
 
 t  I  n^°Idud,ieTghtliat  thou'art  ™ne ; 
 
 I  (hall  behold  thy  blifsful  face  ; 
 And  {land  complete  in  righteoufoefc. 
 
 w 
 
*4  PSALMS. 
 
 2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  fhow  ; 
 But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
 Hath  joys  fubftantial  and  fincere  ; 
 
 "W  hen  fhall  1  wake  and  find  me  there  ! 
 
 3  O  glorious  hour,  O  bled  abode  ! 
 I  fhall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
 And  flefh  and  fenfe  no  more  controul 
 The  facred  pleafures  of  the  foul. 
 
 4  My  flefh  fiiall  ilumber  in  the  ground 
 Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
 Then  burft  the  chains  with  glad  furprize 
 And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 
 
 "Watts. 
 
 $>falnt  XVIII.  FirftPart.  Long  Met. 
 
 Confidence  in  divine  FroteSiion. 
 
 NO  change  of  times  fhall  ever  fhock 
 My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
 For  thou  hafl  always  been  a  rock,. 
 A  fortrefs  and  defence  to  me. 
 
 2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God, 
 
 My  truft  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
 Thou,  art  my  (hield  from  foes  abroad, 
 At  home,  my  fafe-guard  and  my  tower. 
 
 3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  prayer. 
 
 To  God addrefs'd  my  humble  cry; 
 Who  gracioufly  inclin'd  his  ear, 
 
 And  heard  me  from  his  throne  on  high. 
 
P    S    -A--L    M    S; 
 
 •4  The  Lord  did  on  my  fide  engage, 
 
 From  heaven,  my  righteous  caufe  upheld  ; 
 And  favM  me  from  the  furious  rage 
 
 Of  threatening  waves  that  proudly  fweli'd 
 
 5  Thou  to  the  juft  fhali  jcfiice  mow 
 
 The  pure,  thy  purity  jliall  fee  • 
 Such  as  perverfly  choofe  to  go 
 Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  the.;.. 
 
 6  Who  then  deferves  to  be  ador'd 
 
 -     But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  r 
 Or  who  except  the  mighty  Lord 
 Can  with  refifllefs  power  defend  ? 
 
 Tatf, 
 
 -PfelmXVIII.  Second  Part.  LbngMet. 
 
 God  executing  judgment  on  his  Enemies. 
 
 INCUMBENT  on  the  bending  iky, 
 The  JLord  defcended  from  on  high  ; 
 And  bade  the  uarknef?  of  the  pole 
 Beneath  his  feet  tremendous  roll. 
 
 -2   Thick  woven  clouds  around  him  c-los'd 
 His  fecret  re/idence  compos'd  ; 
 And  waters,  iiigh  iufpended  fpread, 
 Their  dark  pavilion  o'er  his  head. 
 
 3_His  voice  &e  Almighty  Monarch  rear'd, 
 Though  hjeaven's  high  vault  in  thunder  'heard'; 
 And  down  in  fiercer  ccnflicl  came 
 Tremendcus  hail  and  mingled  flame, 
 D 
 
to  PSALMS. 
 
 4  With  aim  direct,  his  {hafts  were  fped. 
 In  vain  his  foes  before  them  fled  ; 
 Around,  his  dreadful  light'nings  ftray 
 And  fure  defti  u&ion  marks  their  way. 
 
 ^    Earth's  bafis,  open  to  the  eye 
 
 And  ocean's  fprings  were  feen  to  lie  ; 
 
 As  his  vindictive  fury  paft 
 
 And  o'er  them  rag'd  the  dreadful  blaft. 
 
 Merrick. 
 
 12>falmXVIII.  ThirdPart.  Long  Met, 
 
 Sincerity  picvcd  or  the  equity  cfPrcrjider.ee. 
 
 LORD  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fmcere 
 Haft  made  thy  truth  and  love  appear  ; 
 Before  my  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
 And  thou  haft  own'd  ray  righteous  caufe. 
 
 2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways 
 My  a£lions  have  proclaim'd  thy  praife  ; 
 Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
 
 'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart. 
 
 3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
 What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  ray  bread ! 
 But  thro'  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
 
 I  hope  to  conquer  every  fin. 
 
 4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
 Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  ; 
 The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  (hall  find, 
 A  God  more  faithful  and  more  kirifL 
 
PSALMS.  2; 
 
 3  The  juft  and  pure  mall  ever  fay 
 God  is  more  pure  and  juft  than  they  ; 
 And  men  that  love  revenge  (hail  know 
 God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 pfalmXVIIL  Fourth  Part.  ComMet, 
 
 Than/giving  for  victory, 
 
 TO  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
 The  triumph  of  the  day, 
 Thy  terrors,  Lord,  confound  the  foe 
 And  melt  their  ftrength  away. 
 
 2  Tis  by  thine  aid,  our  troops  prevail 
 
 And  break  united  powers, 
 By  thee  their  lofty  walls  we  fcale, 
 Or  burn  their  proudeft  towers. 
 
 3  God  fpeaks  and  at  his  fierce  rebuke 
 
 Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
 His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look 
 Strike  all  their  courage  dead. 
 
 4  He  forms  our  foldiers  for  the  field 
 
 With  all  their  martial  fktll  ; 
 Inflrucls  their  hand  the  fword  to  wield 
 And  gives  them  hearts  of  fteeh 
 
 The  Lord  our  Saviour  ever  lives 
 
 His  name  he  ever  bled  ; 
 His  powerful  arm  the  viclory  gives 
 And  gives  his  people  reft, 
 
 Watts. 
 
P    S    A    L    M     S. 
 
 pfalmXIX.    FirftPart.    Com.  Met t 
 
 Ike  -voice  of  Nature  proclaiming  God. 
 
 THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,, 
 Which  that  alone  can  fill  ; 
 The  firmament  and  ifars  exprefs 
 Their  great  Creator's  {kill. 
 
 2  The  dawn  or  each  reMirning  day 
 
 Frelh  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
 And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night 
 Divine  inftru&ion  fprings. 
 
 3  Their  powerful  language  to  no  realm 
 
 Or  regit>n  is  confin'd  ; 
 Tis  nature's  voice,  and  underftood 
 Alike  by  all  mankind. 
 
 4  Their  doctrine  does  its  facred  fenfe 
 
 Thro'  earth's  extent  difplav, 
 Whofe  bright. contents  the  circling  fun 
 Does  round  the  world  convey. 
 
 5  No  bridegroom,  on  his  nuptial  day 
 
 Has  fuch  a  cheerful  face  ; 
 No  giant  does  like  him  rejoice 
 To  run  his  glorious  race. 
 
 5  prom  eaft  to  weft,  from  well  to  eail 
 His  reftlefs  courfe  he  goes, 
 And  thro1  his  progrefs,  cheerful  light, 
 
A    L    M<    S.  29 
 
 pfetm  XIX.  SecondPart.    ComMet,. 
 
 The  Excellency  of  Scripture. 
 
 GOD's  perfect  law  converts  the  foul, 
 Reclaims  from  falfe  defires  ; 
 With  facred  wifdom  his  Cure  word 
 The  ignorant  infpires. 
 
 2  The  ftatutes  of  the  Lord  are  juft 
 
 And  bring  fincere  delight ; 
 His  pure  commands  in  fearch  of  truth 
 Affift  the  feebleft  fight. 
 
 3  His  perfe£t  worftiip  here  is  nVd 
 
 On  fure  foundations  laid  ; 
 His  equal  laws  are  in  the  fcales 
 Of  truth  and  ju (lice  weigh'd. 
 
 4  Of  more  efteem  than  golden  mines, 
 
 Or  gold  refin'd  with  ikill  ; 
 More  fweet  than  honey  or  the  drops-,. 
 Which  from  the  comb  diftil. 
 
 5  My  trufty  counfellor's  they  are, 
 
 And  friendly  warning  give  ; 
 Divine  rewards  attend  on  thofe 
 Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 
 
 6  But  what  frail  man  obferves  how  oft 
 
 He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
 O  cleanfe  me  from  my  fecret  faults 
 Thou  God  who  know'ft  them  all. 
 
 J>  2 
 
3>  PSA    I.    M    S. 
 
 Pfafal  XIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Nature  and  Scripture  con  fared. 
 
 HHHE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord,, 
 jL     In  every  ftar  thy  wifdom  (nines  ; 
 But  when  our  eves  heboid  thy  word, 
 We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  tines* 
 
 2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light 
 And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confefs  ;. 
 But  the  bled  volume  thou  haft  writ 
 Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  grace. 
 
 3  Sun,  moon  and  flars  convey  thy  praife 
 Thro'  the  whole  earth  and  never  ftand  s 
 So  when  thy  truth  begun  its  race 
 
 It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 
 
 \  Nor  (hall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft, 
 Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  \ 
 Till  Chrift  hath  all  the  nations  blefi 
 That  fee  the  light  or  feel  the  fun. 
 
 $  Great  fun  of  righteoufnefs,  arife. 
 
 Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light, 
 
 Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife 
 
 Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right;. 
 
 6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view 
 In  fouls  renew'd  and  fins  forgiven  ;. 
 Lord,  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew 
 And  make  thy,  word  my  guide  to-,  heaven. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
PSALM     S  3* 
 
 jKalmXIX.  Six  Line    Long  Metre, 
 
 GREAT  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'dfrarnfi. 
 Declares  the  glory  of  thy  name  ; 
 Here  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  fhine  ; 
 A  thoufand  Harry  beauties  there, 
 A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 
 Of  boundlefs  power  and  (kill  divines, 
 
 2  From  night  to-day,  from. day.  to  night, 
 The  dawning  and  the  dying  light 
 
 Lectures  of  heavenly  wifdom  read  ;. 
 With  filent  eloquence,  they  rarfe 
 Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praife, 
 *And  neither  found  nor  language  need", 
 
 3.  Yet  their  divine  inftru&ions.  run . 
 Far  as  the  circuit  of  the  fun?i 
 
 And  every  Nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
 Where'er, he  fpreads  his  beams  abroad 
 He  pubiiihes  his  maker  God, 
 
 Rolls  round  asd  makes  the  earth  rejoice* 
 
 4.  But  when  we  read  thy  written  word 
 What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford  1  , 
 
 Thefe  are  our  fiudy  and  delight  ; 
 Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafte, 
 Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pa£> 
 Appears  fo  pieafmg  to  the  fight. 
 
 Q\  From  th  e  discoveries  of  thy  law 
 The  perfect  rules  of  life  we  draw  ?; 
 
3* 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 But  'tis  thy  blefTed  gofpel,  Lord, 
 Which  makes  our  guilty  conference  clean, 
 Converts  our  foul,  fubuues  our  fin, 
 
 And  gives  a  free  but  large  reward. 
 
 W  ho  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  I 
 Forgive,  O  Lord,  our  fecret  faults, 
 
 And  from  prefumptuous  ftns  reftratn  : 
 Accept  the  tribute  of  our  praife, 
 That  we  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
 
 And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 pCalm  XIX.     Short  Metreki 
 
 For  the  Lord's  Day  morning* 
 
 BEHOLD  the  morning  fun 
 Begins  his  glorious  way, 
 His  beams  thro*  all  the  nations  run, 
 And  life  and  light  convey. 
 
 2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes 
 
 It  fpreads  diviner  light  ; 
 It  calls  dead  finners  from  their  tombs 
 And  gives  the  blind  their  fight, 
 
 3  How  perfeft  is  thy  word  ! 
 
 And  all  thy  judgments  juft  ! 
 Forever  fure  thy  promife^Lord, 
 And  we  fecurely  tru& 
 
F    S    A    L    M    S.  33 
 
 M/  gracious  God  how  plain 
 Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
 
 0  may  I  never  read  in  vain 
 But  find  the  path  to  heaven  I 
 
 1  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
 
 0  help  me  to  obey  ; 
 
 Send  thy  good  fpirit  from  above,. 
 To  guide  me  left  I  ftray. 
 
 Whilll  with  my  heart  and  tongue 
 
 1  fpread  thy  praife_abroad  ; 
 Accept  the  worihip  and  the  long 
 
 My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
 
 PCalmXX.      Long  Metre. 
 
 For  "a  Day  ff  Prayer  in  War. 
 
 iTOW  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace. 
 
 .\l    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  -t 
 Jehovah  hears  when  Ifraei  prays, 
 And  fends  deliverance  from  on  high,. 
 
 The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
 Better  than  (hields  or  brazen  walls  \ 
 He  from  his  fan&uary  fends, 
 Succour  and  ftrengih  when  Zion  calls. 
 
 Well  he  remembers  all  our  fighs 
 His  love  exceeds  our  beft  deferts  ; 
 His  love  accepts  the  facrince, 
 Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts, 
 
34  PSALM    S, 
 
 4  In  his  falvation  is  our  hooe, 
 
 And  in  the  name  of  God,  the  Lord, 
 Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
 Our  {hips  (hall  fpread  their  flags  abroad, 
 
 5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train 'd  for  war 
 And  fome  in  chariots  make  their  boafl  ; 
 Our  fureft  expectations  are 
 
 From  thee,  the  Lord  of  Heavenly  hofts, 
 
 6  Save  us,  O  Lord,  from  guilty  fear, 
 And  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  flrong ; 
 Till  thy  falvation  (hall  appear, 
 And  joy  and  triumph  raife  the  fong. 
 
 W.ATTI. 
 
 Pfalm  XXI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  exaltation  o/C&riJf, 
 
 DWID  rejoic'd  in  God  his  flrength 
 Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace; 
 But  Chrift  the  Son  appears  at  length 
 Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praife, 
 
 2  How  great  is  the  MeiTiah's  joy 
 In  the  Salvation  of  thy  hand  ! 
 
 Lord,  thou  haft  rais'd  his  kingdom  high., 
 And  given  the  world  to  his  command, 
 
 3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  whatever  he  wil!« 
 Nor  doth  the  leaft  retjueil  withhold  ; 
 BleCings  of  love  prevent  him  ftitt, 
 And  crowns  of  ?Jory3  not  of  gold. 
 
F     S     A     i-     M     5. 
 
 Honour  and  majefty  divine 
 Around  his  facred  temples  mine* 
 Bleft  with  the  favour  of  thy  face 
 And  length  of  everlasting  days. 
 
 WXTi* 
 
 XaimXXIL  FirftPart.     Com.  Met, 
 
 ThefuJFerittgsandgcry  o/Chrifi. 
 
 NOW  inthe  hour,  of  deep  diftrefs> 
 My  God,  fupport  thy  SON, 
 When  horrors   dark  my  foul  opprefs* 
 O  leave  me  not  alone  !" 
 
 Thus  did  our  fufTering  Saviour  pray 
 
 With  mighty  cries  and  tears  ; 
 God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day 
 
 And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
 
 Great  was  the  viftory  of  his  death. 
 
 His  throne  exalted  ftands ; 
 And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
 
 Shali  bow  to  his  commands* 
 
 A  numerous  offspring  (hail  reward 
 
 The  Saviour's  dying  groans  ; 
 •'  I  call  them,  faith  the  glorious  Lord 
 
 My  Daughters  and  my  fons." 
 
 The  meek  and  humble  fouls  (hall  fee 
 
 His  table  richly  fpread  : 
 And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  (hall  be 
 
 With  joys  immortal  fed. 
 
 Watts  varied. 
 
6  PSALM    S. 
 
 ■pfalmXXH.  Second  Part.  Long  Ma 
 
 Chrlji's  death  and  refurrSRicn. 
 
 NOW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
 The  dying  forrows  ot  our  Lord  : 
 When  he  complain  a  in  tears  and  blood 
 Like  one  for  fa  ken  of  his  God. 
 
 2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn 
 And  iiiook  their  heads  and  laugh'd  in  fcorn, 
 M  He  refcu'd  others  from  the  grave,  \ 
 
 "  Now  let  him  try.  himfelf  to  fave." 
 
 3  "  Behold  the  man  who  did  pretend 
 
 "  God  was  his  father  and  his  friend  ; 
 
 "  If  God  the  bleded  lov'd  him  fo, 
 
 "  Why  deih  he  faiho  help  him  now  ?  " 
 
 4  O  hardened  people  !  cruel  priefts  ! 
 How  they  /lood  round  like  favage  beafts ! 
 Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 
 
 When  God  had  put  him  in  their  power  ! 
 
 ^  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  fee*, 
 Till  ilreams  cf  blood  each  other  meet ; 
 By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 
 And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  iie  died, 
 
 6  But  God  his  father  heard  his  cry  ; 
 Rais'd  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  ; 
 The  nations  learn  his  lighteoufnefs, 
 And  humble  fincers  taftehis  grace. 
 
 Watts, 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  37 
 
 JMfclmXXII.    Third  Part.  Com.  Met. 
 
 Obedience  to  God  lue  from  all  men. 
 
 LETall  the  various  tribes  of  men 
 To  God  their  homage  pay  ; 
 And  diftant  nations  of  the  earth, 
 One  fovereign  Lord  obey* 
 
 'Tis  his  prerogative  iupreme 
 
 O'er  iubje£l  kings  to  reign, 
 'Tis  juft  that  he  mould  rule  the  world 
 
 Who  does  the  world  fuilain. 
 
 3  The  rich  whom  he  with  plenty  fee  is 
 
 His  goodriefs  (hall  confefs ; 
 The  fons  of  want  whom  he  relieves 
 Their  bounteous  patron  blefs. 
 
 4  With  humble  confidence  to  God 
 
 Let  ail  for  aid  repair  ; 
 For  he  who  fir  ft  their  -beings  gave 
 Will  make  them  ftiil  his  care*. 
 
 5  Bleft  time  !  when  all  of  human  birth 
 
 Devoted  to  his  name, 
 Shall  to  their  heirs,  his  facred  truth 
 And  glorious  acls  proclaim. 
 
 T,cf  *>  varied 
 
 Pfelm  XXIII.      Common  Metre, 
 
 God's  tender  care  of  bis  people, 
 
 THE  Lord  himfelf  the  mighty  Lord 
 Is  pleas'd  to  be  my  guide  ; 
 The  (hepherd  by  whofe  conftant  C&rs 
 My  wants  are  all  fupply'd. 
 
V    S    A   X    M    S. 
 
 a  In  tender  grafs  he  makes  me  feed, 
 And  gently  there  repofe  ; 
 Then  leads  me  to  cool  {hades  and  where 
 Refre(hing  water-llows. 
 
 3  He  does  my  wandering  feet  reclaim 
 
 And  to  his  endiefs  praife, 
 Inftrucl  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
 In  his  mod  righteous  ways. 
 
 4  I'll  pafs  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
 
 From  fear  and  danger,  free; 
 For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  ftaff 
 Defend  and  comfort  me. 
 
 £  With  liberal  and  uneeafing  care, 
 He  does  my  table  fpread  ; 
 He  crowns  my  cup  with  cheerful  wine, 
 With  oil  anoints  my  head. 
 
 i6  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 
 Through  all  my  life  extend, 
 
 That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
 And  in  his  temple  fpend. 
 
 *TATt. 
 
 pfalm  XXIII.     Short  Metre.. 
 
 God's  Under  Cote  of  its  People* 
 
 THE  "Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 
 I  frail  be  well  fupply'd  ; 
 Since  he'is^'mine  and  I  am  his 
 What  can  X  want  befide  ? 
 
F    S    A    L    M    &   .  W  % 
 
 {  He  lead*  me  to  the  place 
 
 Where  heavenly  pafture  grows  •. 
 Where  living  waters  gentry  pais 
 
 And  full  falvation  flows.  I 
 
 $  If  e'er  I  go  a  ft  ray 
 
 He  doth  my  foul  reclaim  ; 
 And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way 
 For  his  molt  holy  name. 
 
 ^  Whilil  he  affords  his  aid 
 I  cannot  yield  to  fear  \ 
 Though  I  mould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  (hade 
 My  God  is  with  me  there. 
 
 5  In  fight  of  all  my  foes 
 
 He  does  my  table  fpread  ; 
 My  cup  with  bleilings  overflows 
 And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
 
 6  The  bounties  of  his  love 
 
 Shall  crown  my  future  davs, 
 Nor  from  his  houfe  will  I  remove 
 Nor  ceafe  to  fpeak  his  praife.  •' 
 
 Watxj. 
 
 Pfalm  XXIIL  Six  Line-Long  Metre, 
 
 God  our  Shepherd. 
 
 THE  Lord  my  pafture  {hall  prepare 
 And  feed  me  with  a  fhepherd's  care  ; 
 His  prefence  (hall  my  wants  (upply 
 And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 
 
4o  PSALM     S. 
 
 My  noon  day  walks  he  fhall  attend 
 And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 
 
 I  When  in  the  fukry  glebe  I  faint 
 Or  on  the  thirfly  mountain  pant  ;. 
 To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
 My  weary.,.,  wandring  fteps  he  leads  ;, 
 "Where  peaceful  rivers  foft  and  flow. 
 AmidA  the  verdant  landikips  flow. 
 
 3  Though  in  a  bare  and'  rugg&d  way 
 Thro'  devious,  lonely  wiids  I  ftray,. 
 His  bounty  (hall  my  pains  beguile,, 
 The  barren  wildernefs  {hall  {mile  ; 
 Wiih  lively  greens  and  heibage  crown '&; 
 And  flieams  (hall 'murmur  all  around. 
 
 4  Tho*  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread 
 With  gloomy  horrors   overforead, 
 My  fleadfafi  heart  (ball  fear  no  ill, 
 For  thou  O  Lord  art  with  me  ilill  p 
 Thy  friendly  (lajf  (hall  give  me  aid. 
 And  guide  me  ihro'  the  difmal  made*. 
 
 Addison. 
 
 Pfalm  XXIV.   Common  Metre, 
 
 The  man-.ivhom  God  approves. 
 
 *"P*HIS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
 JL     The  Lord's  her  fulnefs  is  ; 
 The  world  and  they  who  dwell  therein 
 By  fovereign  right  are.  his. 
 
PSALMS.  *    41 
 
 s  He  fk'd  the  land  and  fpread  the    Teas, 
 With  all  which  they  contain  ; 
 Then  man  in  his  own  image  form'd, 
 O'er  all  thefe  works  to  reign. 
 
 3  But  for  himfelf,  this  Lord  of  all 
 
 One  chofen  feat  defign'd  : 
 
 O  who  (ball  to  that  facred.hill,  • 
 
 Defif'd  admittance  find  ?- . 
 
 4  The  man  whofe  hands  and  heart  are.  pure 
 
 Whofe  thoughts  from  pride  are  free  -t 
 Who  honeft  poverty  prefers 
 To  gainful  perjury. 
 
 5  This  is  the  man  cm  whom  the  Lord 
 
 Shall  fhower  his  bleffinjgs  down '; 
 Whom  God  his  Saviour  malt  be  plea/d,     '. 
 With  righteoufnefs  to  crown. 
 
 6  Such  is  the  character  of  jthofe 
 
 Who ■  fe.ek  the  face  of  God  ; 
 Whofe  happy  feet  (hall  (land  witnin 
 The  place  qf  his  abode, 
 
 Tate  "Varied, 
 
 _ a 
 
 .  JptmXXIV.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Heavtn  tht  rtfidenceof  S-aintt^  and  the  afcenfion  ofCh'riJi,  .  „ 
 
 I^HIS  fpacioufr earth  is  all  the  Lord's 
 ■    And  men  and  worms  and  beads  and  Birds, 
 Herais!d  the  building  on  the  feas  ,  -_~, 
 
 >And  gave  it  for  tbeir  dwelling  place,    . 
 E  2 
 
4*  '  P    S    A    L    Kl    S. 
 
 2  But  there's  a  brighter  worjd  on  high' 
 Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  (ky, 
 Who  fhtfil  afcend  that  blefl  abode 
 And  dwell  fa  near  his  maker  God  ? 
 
 3  He  who. abhors  and  tears  to  fin,. 
 
 Whofe  heart  is  pure,  w-hofe  hands  are  clean* 
 Him  fhall  the  Lord;  the  faviour  blefs 
 And  clothe  his  foul  with  rig:iteoufnefs. 
 
 4  Thefe  are  themen,.the  pious  race 
 Who  feekthe  God  of  Jacob's- (ace  ; 
 Thefe  (hall  enjoy,  thedifsful  fight, 
 And  dwell  in  everlafting  light.. 
 
 £.  Rejoice  ye  Oikiing  worlds  on  high. 
 Behold  the  kingol  gJorynighrJ 
 Who  can  this  Ling  of  glory  be  ?r  . 
 The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he, 
 
 6.  Ye  heavenly  gates,,  your  leaves  difpjay. 
 To  make  the  Lot d,, the  Saviour  way  ; 
 Laden  wiir^fpoils  from  earth  and  hell, 
 The  conqueror  comes,  with  God  to  d\velL 
 
 j.  R>ais'd  from  the  dead;  he  goes  before. 
 He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
 To  give  his  faints  a  blefl:  abode 
 With. their  redeemer  and  their  God: 
 
 Watts. 
 
 T 
 
 £>Mnt  XXV.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Set  king  Jlvlne  fcrgiivrtffs  aid  direfttin, 
 
 O  God  I  lift  my  eyes 
 My  uuft  is  in  his  name. 
 
P    S    A    L    M     S.  435 
 
 And  they  whofe  hope  on  him  relies- 
 Shall  never  fuffer  Qiame. 
 2       From  the  firft  dawning  light 
 Till  the  dark  evening's  fhade, 
 For  thy  falvation,  Lord,  I.  wait 
 And  afk  thy  heavenly  aid. 
 $,      Remember  all  thy  grace 
 And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
 Forgive  the  fins  of  riper  age 
 And  follies  of  my  youth. 
 
 4  Thro'  all  the  ways  of  God, 
 Both  truth  and  merry  (bine,. 
 
 To  thofe  who  with  religious  hearu< 
 To  his  bleft  will  incline. 
 
 5  He  thofe  in  fafety  guides 
 Who  his  direction  feek, 
 
 And  in  his  facred  paths  will'lead: 
 The  humble  and  thitmeek. 
 
 6  For  thy  own  goodnefs  fake, 
 Save: thou,  my  loul  from  (hame  ; 
 
 And  pardon  all  my  fins,.tho'  great, 
 Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 Tati  and  Watts,  united  and  varied; 
 
 Pfelm  XXVI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Self  examination . 
 
 JUDGE  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways, 
 And  try  my  reins  and  try  my  heart ; 
 My  faith  upon  thy  promife  flays, 
 Nor  from  thy  wwd  my  feet  depart 
 
44 
 
 PSALMS, 
 
 9  I  hare  to  walk,  I  hate  to  fit, 
 With  men  or-  vanity  and  lies  ; 
 The  feoffor  and  the  hypocrite, 
 In  my  efteem,  mal!  never  rife. 
 
 3  In  innocence  I'll  wafh  my  hands, 
 From  pride  and  guilt  and  folly  clear  ; 
 Then  at  thy  faced  altar  fland, 
 
 And  hope  to  find  acceptance  there. 
 
 4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 
 
 The  temple  where  thy  honours  dwell; 
 There  fhall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
 And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell, 
 
 5  Let  not  my  foul  be  jpir/d  at  hft, 
 With  men  of  treachery  and  blood  ; 
 Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  pafl, 
 Among  the  faints  and  near  my  God. 
 
 Watt*  varied, 
 
 gXalm  XXVII.   Common  Metre, 
 
 The  church  is  turfaftty  and  delight. 
 
 THE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
 And' my  falvation  too  ; 
 God  is  my  ftrength,  nor  will  1  fear 
 What  mortal  Hem  can  do. 
 
 2  One  privilege  ray  heart  deGresi 
 O  grant  me  an  abode, 
 Among  the  chssches  of  thy  fai-nt^ 
 The  temples  of  my  God. 
 
?    S    A    L    M    S»  &. 
 
 j  There  (hall  I  offer  my  requefbj 
 And  fee  thy  glory  ftill  ; 
 Shall  hear  thy  meffages  of  love, 
 Andiearn  thy  holy  will. 
 
 ,  When  troubles  rife  and.  florrns  appear* 
 There  may  his  children  hide  ;. 
 God  has  a,  ftrong^  pavilion*,  where 
 He  makes  my  foul  abide, 
 
 \  Should  friands  and  kindred  ntar  and  dear^ 
 Leave  me  to  want  or  die  ;. 
 My  God,  would  make  my  lite  his  care^ 
 And  all  my  need  fupply. 
 
 >  Wait  on  jhe  Lord,  ye  trembling  faintSy 
 And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
 He'll  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints 
 And  elevate  your  hope, 
 
 "Watt* 
 
 Pfalm  XXVII.    Long  Metre, 
 
 ^kt.Jaftty-  oftrufiing  in  God* 
 
 FHE  Lord,  my  faviour,  is  my  light, 
 -*■     Wrhat  terrors  can  my.  fou!  affright  ? 
 Whiift  God,  my  firengt'h,  my  life,  is  near, 
 What  mortal  {hall  alarm  my  fear  ? 
 
 i  Should  numerous  boils  befiege  me  round t 
 My  courage  (hall  maintain  its  ground  ; 
 Tho'  war  ihould  rife  in  dread  array, 
 God  is  my  ftrengih,  my  hope,  my  flay,.... 
 
46  PSALMS. 
 
 3  This  only  blifs  my  heart  defires, 
 To  this  my  ardent  wifh  afpires  ; 
 
 In  God's  own  houfe  tofpend  my  days, 
 To  hear  his  word,  and  fpeak  his  praife. 
 
 4  When  troubles  rife,  my  guardian  God 
 Will  hide  me  fare  in  his  abode  ; 
 Firm  as  a  rock>  my  hope  (hall  (land, 
 Suftain'd  by  his  almighty,  hand. 
 
 5  Should  every  earthly  friend  depart, 
 Should  love  forfake  "a  parent's  heart; 
 The  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend, 
 Will  be  ray  father  and  my  friend. 
 
 6  Ye  humble  fouls,  in  every  ftrait, 
 
 On  God,  with  Fairh  and  patience  wait  ; 
 His  hand  {hall  life  and  ftreugth  afford  ; 
 Wait  therefore  ever  on  ihe  Lord. 
 
 Mr?.  Stskle. 
 
 $>fettlt  XXVIII.  Common  Metre, 
 
 The  humble  fuppliant  trujiing  in   Ged 
 
 OLORD,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry, 
 In  fighs  con  fume  mv  breath  ; 
 Hear  me,  O  Lord  or  I  (hall  be 
 Like  thofe  who  deep  in  death, 
 
 a  Regard  my  fupplication,  Lord, 
 The  cries  that  1  repeat, 
 With  weeping  eyes  and  lilted  han<k 
 Before  thy  mercy  fcat» 
 
PSALMS.  47 
 
 -g  If  wicked  men  thy  works  defpife,  ' 
 Nor  will  thy  grace  adore  ; 
 Thy  juftice  (hall  avenge  thecaufe 
 And  build  them  up  no  more. 
 
 4  But  I,  with  gratitude  infpir'd, 
 Thy  praifes  will  refound  ; 
 From  whom,  the  cries  of  my  diflrefs 
 A  gracious  anfwer  found. 
 
 $  As  thou  hail  fill'd  my  heart  with  joy, 
 'Tisjuftthat  I  (hould  raife 
 The  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 
 And  celebrate  thy  praife. 
 
 €  Preferve  thy  people  Lord,  and  deign, 
 Thy  heritage  to  blefs ; 
 Crown  them  with  plenty  and  with  peace, 
 With  honour  and  fuccefs. 
 
 Tate  varied* 
 
 fXaltn  XXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  majejjy  ofGed  in  thunder . 
 
 GIVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  fame, 
 Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power  ; 
 Afcribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 
 And  his  eternal  might  adore. ' 
 
 s  The  Lord  proclaims  his- power  aloud 
 O'er  the  vaft  ocean,  and  the  land  ; 
 His  voice  diiTolves  the  watery  cloud, 
 And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  oofciraand. 
 
I*  !p    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 3  When  he,  from  heaven,  in  thunder  fpeaks, 
 With  majefty  and  terror  crown'd  ; 
 
 His  voice  the  irately  cedar  breaks, 
 And  throws  its  fcatter'd  limbs  around, 
 
 4  His  voice  divides  the  flames  of  fire, 
 And  forked  ftreaks  of  lightning  fends 
 The  mountain  trembles  at  his  ire, 
 The  lofty  foreft  lowly  bends. 
 
 5  His  lightning  rends  the  firmeft  rock, 
 And  pierces  deep  the  folid  ground  ; 
 The  hinds  affrighted  teel  the  {hock, 
 And  fhudder  at  the  awful  found. 
 
 6  The  Lord  fits  fovercign  on  the  flood, 
 The  Thunderer  reigns  for  ever  king; 
 But  makes  his  church,  his  Weft  abode 
 Where  we  his  praife  fecurely  fing. 
 
 7  In  gentler  language,  here  the  Lord 
 
 The  counfels  of  his  grace  imparts ; 
 Amidft  thcraging  ftorm,  his  word 
 Speaks  peace  and  cemjort  to  our  hearts. 
 
 Watts  and  Tate,   united  arid  Varred. 
 
 Pfalm  XXX.     Common  'Metre, 
 
 Prayer  beard. 
 
 BENEATH  my  God's  proteaingafra. 
 How  did  my  foul  rejoice  ! 
 And  fondly  hop 'd.-- no  future  harm 
 Would  interrupt  my  joy?. 
 
£    S  -A    L    M    S.  4 
 
 %  Lord,  'twas  thy  favour  fix'd  my  reft  ;„ 
 Thy  mining  face  withdrew, 
 Then  troubles  fili'd  my  anxious  bredx, 
 And  pain'd  my  foul  anew. 
 
 -3  Again  to  thee,  O  gracious  God, 
 Irais'd  my  mournful  eyes  ; 
 To  thee  I  fpread  my  woes  abroad, 
 With  fup  piicating  cries. 
 
 4  What  glory  can  my  death  afford  ? 
 In  the  dark  grave  confm'd  ? 
 Shall  fenfelefs  dud  adore  the  Lord, 
 Or  call  thy  truth  to  mind  ? 
 
 ,5  Hear,  G  my  God,  in  mercy  hear, 
 Attend  my  plaintive  cry  ; 
 Be  thou  my  gracious  helper  near, 
 And  bid  my  forrows  fly. 
 
 6  Again,  I  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
 New  joys  exuhing  bound  ; 
 My  robes  of  mourning  I  refign, 
 And  gladneis  girds  me  round* 
 
 .7  Then  let  my  utrn.pft  glory  be 
 To  raife  thy  honours  high, 
 Nor  let  my  gratitude  to  thee 
 In  guilty  filence  die. 
 
 "  To  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raife 
 My  thankiul  heart  and  tongue  ;■ 
 O  be  thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife, 
 1  '''My  everlading  fong. 
 
 Mrs.  Steels. 
 
So  P     S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 }g)falm  XXX.    Long  Metre.  . 
 
 Recovery  ft cm  Jicknefs. 
 
 FIRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
 And  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night  j 
 Fondly  I  laid  within  my  heart, 
 t4  Pleafure  and  peace  (hall  ne'er  depart." 
 
 2.  But  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  ftrong, 
 
 Which  made  my  mountain  (land  fo  long  ; 
 
 Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 
 
 My  health  was  gone,  my, comfort  dy'd. 
 
 3  Corrected  by  a  Father's  rod, 
 I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ; 
 "  It  laid  in  duft,  can  I  declare, 
 *f  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  r 
 
 .4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace  "  1  faid 
 '*  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  ;  " 
 Thy  wordrcbuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
 Thy  pardoning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
 
 5  My  fad  complaints  in  praifes  end, 
 And  tears  of  gratitude  defcend, 
 
 I  throw  my  fackcloih  on  the  ground, 
 And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round,     . 
 
 6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame 
 
 Thy  power  and  goodnefs  fhall  proclaim  ; 
 Thy  praife  (hall  found  thro'  earth  3nd  heav'r 
 Fov  ficknefs  heal'd  and  iins  forgiven. 
 
 vVatt«. 
 
PSALM"    S.  £c 
 
 PMtU  XXXI.'     Common  Metre. 
 
 Relief  from  dip  efs. 
 
 COME,  O  ye  Saints,  your  voices  raife, 
 To  God  in  grateful  fongs  ; 
 And  let  the  memory  of  his  grace 
 
 Infpire  your  your  hearts  and  tongues. 
 
 a  His  frown,  what  mortal  can  fu (lain  ? 
 Bui  (oon  his  anger  diesy 
 His  life-reftoring  (mile  again 
 Returns,  and  forrow  flies*. 
 
 $  Her  deepefl  gloom,  when  forrow  fpreads,,    T 
 And  light  and  hope  depart, 
 His  face,  celeftial  morning  fheds 
 And  joy  revives  the  heart. 
 
 £  To  thee,  my  God,  opprefs'd  with  grief,. 
 I  breath-dmy  humble  cry  ; 
 Thy  mercy  brought  divine  relief, 
 And  wip'd  my  weeping  eye. 
 
 5  Thy  mercy  chas'a1  the  (hades  of  death,. 
 And  fnatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
 O  may  thy  praife  employ  that  breath, 
 Which  mercy  deigns  to  fave. 
 
 Mrs.  Steels, 
 
 pfetat  XXXI.     Lwg  Metre. 
 
 Confidence  in  God. 
 
 LORD,  in  thy  great,  thy  glorious  name, 
 I  place  rriy  hope,  my  only  trafi ; 
 
52  PSALM    S., 
 
 Save  mefrom  forrow,  guilt  andfhame.. 
 Thou,  ever  gracious,  ever  juft. 
 
 Thou  art  my  Rock,  thy  name  alone, 
 The  fortreis  where  my  hopes  retreat  ; 
 O  make  thy  power  and  mercy  known, 
 To  [afetyf  guide  my  wandering  feet. 
 
 3  To  thy  kind  hand,  all  gracious  Lord,. 
 My  foul  I  cheerfully  reHgrt;    . 
 Myfaviour  God,  I  trufl  thy  word, 
 For  truth,  immortal  truth  is  thine. 
 
 4  I  hate  their  works,  I  hate  their  ways, 
 Who  follow  vanity  and  lies  ; 
 
 But  to  the  Lord  my  hopes  I  r3ife , 
 And  trull  his  power,  who  built  the  ikies*. 
 
 5  What  per  feci  blifs,  O  bounteous  Lord, 
 Immenfely  great,  divinely  tree, 
 
 Had  thou  referv'd  for  their  reward, 
 Who  fear  thy  name  and  truft  in  thee! 
 
 6  Blefl  be  the  Lord,  for  ever  bleft,. 
 Whofe  mercy  bids  my  fear  remove  ; 
 The  facred  walls  which  guard  my  reft, 
 Are  his  almighty  power  and  love, 
 
 7  Ye  humble  fouls,  who  feek  his  face, 
 Let  facred  courage  fill  your  heart  ! 
 Hope  in  the  Lord  and  truft  his  grace. 
 
 And  he  will  heavenly  flrength  impart. 
 
 Mia.    Steele 
 
P    S  .  A    L    M'    S.-  S3 
 
 pfalm  XXXIL     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  narks  of  true  Repetidnce. 
 
 HE's  blefY  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gain'd, 
 No  more  in  judgment  to  appear ; 
 Whofe  guilt  remiflion  has  obtain'cl, 
 And  whofe  repentance  is  fineere. 
 
 2  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips. are  free; 
 His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear    • 
 With  deep  repentance  well  agree. 
 And  join-to  prove  his  faith  fincere. 
 
 3  Whilft  I  kept  filence  and  conceal'd 
 My  load  of  guilt  within  my  heart  ; 
 What  torment  did  my  confcience  feel  I . 
 What  agony  of  inward  fmart  ! 
 
 4  Heavy  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 
 By  day  and  night  alike  diflrefs'd  ; 
 Till  quite  of  vital  moifture  drain'd, 
 Like  land  with  fummer  drought  opprefs'd. 
 
 „5  No  fooner  I  my  wound  difelos'd, . 
 The  gnilt  that  tortur'd  me.  within  ; 
 But  thy  forgivnefs  interpos'd, 
 And  mercy's  healing  balm  pour'd  in* 
 
 6  For  this  difplay  of  fovereign  grace, 
 In  my  d.ifhe-fs  fo  freely  given ; 
 Each  humble  foul  will  feek  thy  face, 
 And  find  his  way  to  peace  and  heaven, 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varb^ 
 
54  PSALMS. 
 
 pfalm  XXXII.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Corfejfior.  and  Pardon. 
 
 O  BLESSED  fouls  are  they, 
 Whofe  fnis  are  cover 'd  o'er, 
 Divinely  hie  ft,  to  whom  the  Lord 
 Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 
 
 2  They  mourn  their  follies  pad, 
 
 And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
 Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit,. 
 Shall  prove  their  faith  finc*:e. 
 
 3.  When  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
 I  felt  the  fettering  wound  ; 
 But  Iconfefs'd  my  fin  to  thee, 
 And  ready  pardon  found. 
 
 4  Let  finners  learn  to  pray, 
 
 Let  faints  keep  near  the  throne, 
 Our  help,  in  time  of  deep  dift'refs, 
 Is  found  in  God  alone. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 g)falm  XXXIII.    'Common  Metre, 
 
 7#*  Ivor -As  of  'Creation  and  Providence. 
 
 REJOICE,  ye  righteous  in  the  Lord, 
 This  work1  belongs  to  you  ; 
 Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word. 
 How  holy  jufl  and  true  ! 
 
 2  His  mercy  and  his  righteounefs, 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  proclaim ; 
 
P    S    A    L    M    s*  m 
 
 His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace,, 
 Reveal  his  wond'rous  name, 
 
 3  His  wifdom  and  almighty  word 
 
 The  heavenly  orbits  fpread  ; 
 And  by  the  fpirit  of  the  Lord, 
 Their  mining  hoftswere  made. 
 
 4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow, 
 
 To  their  appointed  deep; 
 The  fin  wing  feas  their  limits  know,- 
 And  their  own  Ifation  keep. 
 
 Ye  tenants  of  the  fpacious'earth, 
 
 With  fear,  before  him  ftand  ; 
 He  fpoke,  and  nature  took  its  .birth,. 
 
 And  refts  on  his  command. 
 
 6  He  fcorn-8  theangry  nations   rag'e, 
 And  breaks  their  vain  defigns, : 
 His  counfe-1  ifands  thro'  every  age,. 
 And  in  full  glory  mines* 
 
 Watts,, 
 
 JpfalmXXXIIL.  SixLine-hong  Metre, 
 
 Creatures  vain  and  God  allfujficient, 
 
 HAPPY  the  Nation,  where  the  Lord 
 Reveals  the  trcafure  of  his  word, 
 And  builds  his  Church,  his  earthly  throne; 
 His  eye  the  heathen  world  furveys, 
 Heform'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways,, 
 But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown, 
 
J#  P  ■    S     A     L    M     S. 
 
 2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 
 
 And  of  his  {Length,  the  warrior  boaft, 
 
 In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain  rely  ; 
 la  vain  they  tiufi  the  brutal  foice, 
 Or  fpeed,  or'  courage  of  the  horfe,. 
 To  guard  his  lider,  or  to  fly* 
 
 3  The  eyeo!  thy  companion,  Lord., 
 Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 
 
 When  death  and  danger  threatning  ftand  ; 
 Thy  watchful  eyeprefeives  thejufl, 
 Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  truft  ; 
 
 When  wars  or  laminewafie  the  Land* 
 
 4;  In  ficknefs,  or  the  bloody  field, 
 
 Thou  our  Phyfician,  thou  our  (hield,   . 
 Send  us  fa  rv  at  ion  from  thy  throne  ; 
 We  wait  to  fee  thy  goodnefs  mine, 
 Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 
 For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 $>talm  XXXI V.  Firft  Part.  Com.  Met. 
 
 Encouragement  tatruji  and  love  Godi  ■ 
 
 THRO'  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  lifer 
 In  trouble  and  in  joy  ; 
 Tne  praifes  of  my  God  fhall  flill 
 My.  heart  and  tongue  employ, 
 
 *2  Ot  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boaft, 
 Till  all  who  are  diflrefs'd, 
 
F    S    A    L    U    &  $% 
 
 Jrom  my  example  comfort  take,,. 
 And  charm  their  griefs  to  reft. 
 
 2  The  hofts  of  God  encamp  around* 
 The  dwellings  of  the  j  uft  : 
 Protection  he  affords  to  all, 
 
 Who  make  his  name  their  truS*.  ■ 
 
 4   O  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
 Experience  will  decide  ; 
 Kow  bleft  are  they,  and  only  they 
 Who  in  his  truth  confide. 
 
 £  Fear  him,  ye  faint*  and  you  will  theus 
 Have  nothing  e'fe  to  fear  : 
 Make  you  his  fervice  your  delight, 
 Your  wants  fhall  be  his  care. 
 
 6  Whilft  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 
 
 The  Lord  will   food  provide, 
 
 For  fuch  as  put  their  truft  in  him  ; 
 
 And  fee  their  wants  fupply'd. 
 
 Tate. 
 - , ^ 
 
 PfalmXXXIV.   Sec. Part.   Com.MeU 
 
 Toe  ivay  of  bolinefs  and  its  reward, 
 
 APPROACH,  ye  pioufly  difpos'd,. 
 And  my  infbuclion  hear; 
 l'il  teach  vou  the  true  difcipiine, 
 Of  God's  religious  fear. 
 
 £  Let  him  who  length  of  life  defires, 
 And  profperous  days  would  fee  ^ 
 
From  fhnd'ring  language  keep  his  tongue;. 
 His  lips  irom  faifhood  free. 
 
 £  The  crooked  paths  ci  vice  decline, 
 And  virtue's  ways  purfue  ; 
 Eirabhfh  peace,  where  'tis  begun, 
 And  where  'lis  loft  renew. 
 
 4  The  Lord  from  heaven  beholds  the  jail* 
 
 With  favourable  eyes; 
 And  when  diftrefs'd,  his  gracious  ear 
 Is  open  to  their  cries. 
 
 5  Deliverance  to  his  faints  he  gives, 
 
 When  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
 He's  nigh  to  heal  the  broken  heart, - 
 The  contrite  fpirit  fave.  ♦ 
 
 Tate 
 
 Love  to  Emmies: 
 
 BEHOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love*. 
 Which  holy  David  (hows ! 
 Hark,  how  his  tender  pity  moves, 
 To  his  atflicled  foes  ! 
 
 2  Wherr  they  are  nek,  his  foul  complains, 
 
 And  feems  to  feel  the  fmart ; 
 The  fpirit  of  the  Gofpel  reigns, 
 And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
 
 3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 
 
 As  tor  a  brother  dead  I 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  S9 
 
 And  falling,  mortify'd  his  foul, 
 Whilft  for  their  life  he  pray'd  ! 
 
 They  groan  and  curfe  him  on  their  bed  ; 
 
 Yet  ftid  he  pleads  and  mourns.^ 
 And  double  bledings  on  his  head, 
 
 The  righteous  God  returns. 
 
 O  glorious  type  of  heavenly  grace! 
 
 Thus  Chrift,  the  Lord  appears ; 
 ■W hi  1ft  Tinners  curfe,  the  faviour  prays. 
 
 And  pities  them  with  tears, 
 
 He,  the  true  David,  IfraePs  King, 
 
 Blefs'd  and  belov'd  or   God,  ' 
 To  fave  our  fouls  from  death  and  fin, 
 
 Shed  his  own  precious  blood. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 jPfaimXXXVI.  Firft  Verfi.  Long  Met. 
 
 The  Perfe&ions  and  Providence  of  God. 
 
 THY  mercy,  Lord,  my  only  hope, 
 The  higheft  orb  of  heaven  tranfcends  ; 
 Thy  facred  truth's   unmeafur'd  fcope 
 Above  the  fpreading  fkies  extends. 
 
 -.2  Thy  juflice,  like  the  hills  remains, 
 
 .Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are; 
 Thy  providence  the  world  fufiains, 
 The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 
 
 3  Since,  of  thy  go©dnefs,  all  partake, 
 
 With  what  aflurance  fhould  the  juft, 
 
<6o 
 
 Thy  fhehering  wings  their  refuge  make, 
 And  faints  to  thy  protection  truft. 
 
 -4  Such  guefls  fiiall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 
 To  banquet  on  thy  love's  lepaft  ; 
 And  drink,  as  from  the  fountain  head, 
 Of  joys  that  fiiall  for  ever  laft. 
 
 ^  Then  let  thv  faints  thy  favour  gain, 
 To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  difpiay  ; 
 With  thee,  the  fprings  of  life  remain, 
 Thy  prefence  is  eternal  day-. 
 
 "'fc  '  li     r        i    -  -     i        ■■  -II-  II  1  -  ii.. 
 
 Jg)falm XXXVI.  Sec.Verfi.  LongMei 
 
 the  divine  heing  and  perfections. 
 
 HIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
 Thy  goodnefs  in  full  glory  fhines; 
 Thy  truth  m^ll  break,  thro' every  cloud, 
 Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  defigns. 
 
 2  Forever  firm  thy  juftice  (lands, 
 
 As  mountains  their  foundations   keep; 
 Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
 Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 
 
 3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large, 
 Both  men  and  heafts  thy  bounty  (hare ; 
 The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
 But  faints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 
 
 4  Oh  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace. 
 Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fprings 
 
PSALMS.,  6 
 
 Oh  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
 Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  fpnngs  1 
 The  Sons  of  Adam,  in  diftrefs, 
 Fly  to  the  (hadow  of  thy  wings. 
 
 ;  From  the  Provifions  of  thy  houfe, 
 We  (hall  be  fed  with  rich  repaft  ; 
 There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
 And  brings  Salvation  to  our  tafte. 
 
 Life,  like  a  fountain  full   and  free, 
 
 Springs  from  the  prefence  of  the  Lord  ; 
 
 And  in  thy  light,  our  fouls  mail  fee, 
 The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 
 
 Watti. 
 
 IPfatmXXXVII.  Firft  Part.  Com.  Met. 
 
 The  cure  of  Envy  end  Unbelief. 
 
 WHY  mould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret, 
 To  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
 Or  envy  finners  waxing  great. 
 By  violence  and  lies ! 
 
 2  As  flowery  grafs,  cut  down  at  noon, 
 Before  the  evening  fades, 
 So  (hail  their  glory  vanim  foon, 
 In  ev~rlafting  fhades. 
 
 \  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 
 And  practife  all  that's  good  ; 
 So  mall  I  dwell  among  the  juft, 
 And  never  want  for  food. 
 G 
 
6*  PSALMS. 
 
 4  I,  to  my  God,  my  ways  commit, 
 
 Arid  cheerful  wait  his  will  ; 
 Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
 Shall  my  defires  fulfil. 
 
 5  Mine  innocence  fhalt  thoH  difplay, 
 
 And  make  thy  judgments  known  ; 
 Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
 And  glorious  as  the  noon. 
 
 6  The  meek  fhall  ftill  the  earth  poflefs, 
 
 And  be  the  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
 
 True  riches,  in  abundant  peace, 
 
 To  humble  fouls  are  given. 
 
 % 
 
 "Watti 
 
 ®Mm  XXXVII.  Sec.  Part.  Com.  Met. 
 
 Religion  in  ivords  and  deeds. 
 
 WHY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boaft, 
 And  grow  profanely  bold? 
 The  meaneft  portion  of  the juft 
 Excels  the  Tinner's  gold. 
 
 2  The  w\cked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
 Butt  ne'er  dcfigns  to  pay  ; 
 Thejuft  is  merciful  and  lends, 
 Nor  Yarns  the  poor  away. 
 
 j}  His  alms,  with  liberal  hand,  he  gives? 
 To  all  the  fons  of  need  ; 
 
 His  memo  ry  to  long  ages  lives. 
 AndblciT^d  is  his  feed. 
 
PSALM    &  63 
 
 4  Kis  lips  abhor  to  fpeak  profane, 
 To  flander  or  defraud  ; 
 His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men.} 
 What  he  has  learn'd  ot  God> 
 
 £  The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 
 Deep  in  his  heart  abide  J 
 Led  by  the  fpirit  and  the  word, 
 His  feet  (hall  never  Aide. 
 6  When  finners  fall,  the  righteous  flandr 
 Preferv'd  frcm  every  fnare  ; 
 They  ihall  pofTefs  the  promised  land, 
 And 'dwell  forever  there, 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfalmXXXVILThirdPart.Cw;;.M^, 
 
 The  ivay  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  ivicked, 
 
 MY  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
 Are  order'd  by  thy  will  ; 
 Tho'  they  mould  fall,  they  rife  again, 
 Thy  hand  fupports  them  flill, 
 
 2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 
 
 Their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
 He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace.. 
 Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves, 
 
 3  The  heavenly  heiitage  is  theirs, 
 
 Their  portion  and  their  home  ; 
 He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
 Gl  -blefllngs  long  to  come, 
 
64  PSALMS. 
 
 4  The  haughty  fmner  have  I  feen, 
 Not  fearing  Man  or  God  ; 
 Like  princely  laurel,  fair  and  green, 
 Spreading  his  arras  abroad. 
 
 3  And  \ot  he  vaniih'd  from  the  ground, 
 Defnoy'd  by  hands  unfeen  ; 
 Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
 Where  all  that  pride  had  been. 
 
 6  But  mark,  the  man  or  right eoufnefs, 
 His  feveral  Heps  attend  ! 
 True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 
 And  peaceful  is  his  end. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 pfalraXXXVIII.ver.g.io.C^.M^ 
 
 Confolation  in  Death. 
 
 MY  foul,  the  awful  hour  will  come, 
 Apace  it  haflens  od, 
 To  bear  this  body  to  the  tomb, 
 And  thee,  to  fcenes  unknown. 
 
 2  My  heart,  long  labouring-  with  its  woe.% 
 
 Shall  pant  and  f.nk  away  : 
 And  you,  my  eye-lids,  foon  lha'1  clofe, 
 On  the  lad  glimmering  ray. 
 
 3  Whence,  in  that  hour,  {hall  I  receive 
 
 A  cordial  for  my  pain  ? 
 When,  if  the  richeft  were  my  fiiend?, 
 Thofe  friends  would  weep  in  v 
 
PSALM    S.x  &§ 
 
 4  Great  King  of  Nature  and  of  grace- 
 To  thee  my  fpirit  flies  ; 
 And  opens  all  its  deep  dillrefs, 
 Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 
 
 ,5  Ail  my  defires  to  thee  are  known, 
 And  every  fecret  fear, 
 The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan. 
 Is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 
 
 6  O  place  me,  by  that  mighty  power 
 Which  to  fuch  love  belongs, 
 Where  darknefs  veils  the  eyes  no  morej  : 
 And  groans  are  chang'd  to  fongs. 
 
 D0DDJIIDGE4 
 
 ]^iaim  XXXIX,    Common  'Metre, 
 
 Man's  Mortality. 
 
 T\EACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days, 
 Thou  maker  of  my  frame, 
 I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace,  , 
 And  learn  haw  frail  I  am, 
 
 2-  A  fpan  is  all  that  we<:anboafl$ 
 How  fhort  the  fleeting  time  ? 
 Man  is  but  vanity  and  duft,- 
 In  all  his  flower  and  prime* 
 
 3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move,  , 
 Like  fhadows  o'er  the  plain  ! 
 They  rage  and  ftrive,  defire  and  love. 
 But  all  the  noife  is  vain, 
 
 O   2 
 
t6  PSALM    S. 
 
 4  Seme  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  fhowy 
 Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
 They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who^. 
 And  flrait  are  feen  no  more. 
 
 q  What  mould  I  wilh  or  wait  for  then 
 From  creatures  earth  and  dull  ? 
 They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
 And  difappcint  our  truft. 
 
 6  This  fruitlefs  fearch  no  more  be  mine, 
 Such  hopes  I  now  recal  ; 
 My  earthly  profpe&s  I  refign, 
 And  make  my  God,  my  all. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 Pfelm  XL.  Firft  Part .  Common  Metre, 
 
 Deliverance. from  great  dijirefs. 
 
 IWiVITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
 He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
 He  faw  me  refling  on  his  word, 
 And  brought  falvation  nigh. 
 
 2  Sunk  in  the  depths  of  fore  diftrefSj 
 
 And  all  my  itruggles  vain  ; 
 When  human  help  ieem^d  daily  lefs^.' 
 He  rais'd  me  up  again. 
 
 3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  fland, 
 
 And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue, 
 To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand5 
 In  a  new,  thankful  fong. 
 
PSALMS.  6.7 
 
 4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad, 
 
 The  Saints  with  joy  fh-ali  hear ; 
 And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
 Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
 
 5  What  mercies  fill  my  wondering  view  ¥ 
 
 How  many,, and  how  great ! 
 Life  is  too  fhort  and  words  too  few. 
 Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
 
 6  When  I'm  affiicled,  poor  and  low, 
 
 With  hope  I'll  never  paa, 
 For  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
 And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
 
 Pfaim  XL.  Sec.  Part.  Com.  Met. 
 
 The  divine  atijjion  and  facrijice  of  Chrifi.. 
 
 HHHUS  faith  the  Lord,   "your  work  is  vain5 
 -*•     Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er  ; 
 In  dying  goatsand  bullocks  {Iain, 
 My  foul  delights  no  more." 
 
 %  Then  fpake  the  Saviour  "  Lo  I'm  her«, 
 My  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
 Whate'er  thy  facred  books  declare 
 Thy  fervant  (hall  fulfill.'5 
 
 ^And  fee,  th'e  bleft  Redeemer  comes 
 ^    Th'  eternal  Son  appears  ! 
 And  at  th'  appointed  time  afTumes 
 The  body  God  prepares  X 
 
6S  P    S     A     L    M     S. 
 
 4  Much  he  reveal'd  his  father's  grace, 
 And  much  his  truth  he  fhow'J  ; 
 And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefs, 
 Where  great  aiTemblies  flood. 
 
 £  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart,  . 
 He  pitied  Turners  ciies  ; 
 And,  to  fulfill  a  Saviour's  part, 
 Was  made  a  facrifice. 
 
 6  No  blood  of  beads  on  altars  fhed 
 
 Could  cleanfe  from  guilt  within  \  , 
 But  the  one  facrifice  he  madey 
 Atones  for  all  our  fin, 
 
 7  Then  was  the  great  falvation  fpread, 
 
 And  Satan's  kingdom  fhook  ; 
 Thus  by  the  woman's  promis'd  feed,- . 
 The  Serpent's  head  was  broke. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 $)falm  XLL         Long  Metre.. 
 
 Charity  Rrvu&rded.  * 
 
 BLEST  is  -the  man,  whofe  tender  care 
 Relieves  the  poor  in  their  diftrefs  \ 
 Whofe  pity  .wipes  the  widow's  tear, 
 Whofe  hand  fupports  the  iatherlefs. 
 
 2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief, 
 More  good  than  his  own  hand  can  do  ; 
 He  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
 Shall  find  the  Lend  has  pity  too. 
 
PSALMS.  *g 
 
 His  foul  (hall  live  feeure  on  ear.th, 
 With  fecret  bleflingg  oil  hii  head  ; 
 When  drought  and  pcftitence  and  dearth* 
 Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 
 
 j  Or  if  he  languifh  on  his  couch, 
 God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiven  ; 
 Will  fave'him  with  a  healing  touch, 
 Or  take  his  willing  foul  to  heaven. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfaim  XLH.      Common  Metre 
 
 Th*  fleajure  of  public  -wcr/bip. 
 
 AS  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  ftreams, 
 When  heated  in  the  chace  ; 
 So  longs  my  foul,  O  God,  for  thee, 
 And  thy  refrefhing  grace. 
 
 2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  Irving  God, 
 
 My  thirfiy  foul  doth  pine  ; 
 O  when  fhJl  I  behold  thy  face, 
 Thou  majefty  divine  ? 
 
 3  I  figh  whene'er  my  mufing  thoughts 
 
 Thofe  happy  days  prefent, 
 When  },  with  my  religious  friends, 
 Thy  temple  did  frequent. 
 
 4  When  I  advanc'd  with  fongs  of  praife* 
 
 My  folemn  vows  to  pay  ; 
 Amidft  the  joyful  facred  throng, 
 Which  kept  the  feiial  day. 
 
70 
 
 P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 Why  refilefs,  why  caff,  down,  my  foul  ?: 
 
 Truft  God,  and  he'll  employ 
 His  aid  for  thee  ;.  and  change  thy  fighs 
 
 To  hymns  of  facred  joy. 
 
 Why  reftlefs,  why  caft  down,  my  foul  ? 
 
 Hope  ftill  and  thou  (hall  fmg, 
 The  praife  of  him  who  is  thy  God, 
 
 Thy  health's  eternal  fpring. 
 
 Tate 
 
 JPffltn.XLHI  Long  Metre.. 
 
 Comflaint  and  hope. 
 
 GOD  of  our  flrengih,  to  thee  we  cry, 
 0  let  us  not  forgotten  lie  ; 
 Oppiefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  care, 
 To  thy  protection  we  repair. 
 
 2  O  let  thy  light  attend  our  way, 
 Thy  truth  afford  its  Heady  ray  ; 
 To  Zion's  hill  direQ  our  feet, 
 To  worfhip  at  thy  facred  feat, 
 
 3  Thy  praife,  O  God,  fhall  tune  the  lyre, 
 Thy  love  our  joyful  fong  infpire  ; 
 
 To  thee,  our  cor.dial  thanks  be  paid, 
 Our  fure  deferce,  our  conftant  aid. 
 3  Why  then  dejecled  and  diftrefl'd  ? 
 
 Arxl  whence  the  grief  that  fiHs  our  breaft  ? 
 in  God  we'll  hope,  and  to  him  raife, 
 A  monument  of  endiefs  praife. 
 
 Altered  from  Mirrick. 
 
PSALMS.  71 
 
 pfalm  XLIV.   Common  Metre 
 
 In  time  of  War, 
 
 "\  LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 
 J  In  our  attentive  ears, 
 Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd, 
 And  in  more  ancient  years. 
 
 'Twas  not  their  courage  nor  their  fword 
 
 To  them  falvation  gave.; 
 'Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  ftrength, 
 
 That  did  their  country  fave. 
 
 But  thy  righuhand,  thy  powerful  arm, 
 
 Whole  fuccour  they  implor'd  ; 
 Thy  providence  protected  them, 
 
 Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 
 
 As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  own'd 
 
 So  thou  art  dill  our  King  ; 
 O  therefore,  as  thou  didft  to  them, 
 
 To  us  deliverance  bring. 
 
 We  will  not  truft  our  fword  nor  bow. 
 
 When  we  in  war  engage  ; 
 But  thee,  who  canft  fubdue  our  foe, 
 
 And  calm  their  haughty  rage, 
 
 To  thee,  the  glory  we'll  afcribe, 
 
 From  whom  falvation  came  ; 
 In  God  our  fhield  we  will  rejoice, 
 
 And  ever  b!efs  thy  Name, 
 
 Tate  varied. 
 
72 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 Pfalm  XLV.  Firft  Part.  Long  Metre 
 
 The  glory  of  Chrifi  artd  the  fewer  of  his  Gofa], 
 
 NOW  be  my  heart  infpir'd  to  fing, 
 The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King  ; 
 My  tongue  (hall  all  his  worth  proclaim, 
 And  fpeak  the  honours  of  his  name, 
 
 7  O'er  all  the  Sons  of  human  race, 
 He  fhines  with  a  fuperior  grace ; 
 Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flow?, 
 And  ble'flings,  all  his  (fate  compofe. 
 
 3  Drefs  thee  in  arm?,  mod  mighty  Lord, 
 Gird  on  thy  {harp,  victorious  fword  ;  ] 
 In  majefty  and  glory  ride, 
 With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 
 
 4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
 Shall  pierce  thy  foes  of  fiubborn  heart  ; 
 Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  fweet, 
 Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 
 
 £  Thy  throne,  O  God,*  forever  (lands, 
 Grace  is  the  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
 Thy  laws  and  works  arejuft  and  right, 
 Juftice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
 
 6  Thy  lather,  God,  hath  richly  fhed, 
 His  oil  of  gladnels  on  thy  head  ; 
 And  with  his  facred  fpirit  blefr , 
 His  firft. born  Son  above  the  reft, 
 ♦See  Hebrews  i.  8.  Watts. 
 
PSALMS.  73 
 
 ♦>falm  XLV.  Sec.  Part  Long  Metre. 
 
 Chriji  and  hh  Clutch. 
 
 r HE  King  of  Saints  !  how  fair  his  face  ! 
 Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  I 
 He  comes  with  bleffings  from  above,. 
 And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 
 
 At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
 The  Church,  array'd  in  pureft  gold  ; 
 The  world  admires  her  heavenly  drefs» 
 Her  robes  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs.    . 
 
 ;  He  forms  her  graces  like  his  own, 
 He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
 Then,  let  thy  wandering  heart  forget, 
 The  idols  of  thy  native  Hate. 
 
 So  (hall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 
 In  thee,  the  objecl  of  his  choice  ; 
 Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 
 He  is  thy  Maker  and  tlry  Lord. 
 
 O  happy  hour,  when  thou  (hah  rife 
 To  his  fair  palace  in  the  fkies  ; 
 And  all  thy  fons,  a  numeious  train, 
 Each  like  a  prince,  in  glory  reign. 
 
 Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head, 
 Let  every  age  his  praifes  fpread  ; 
 Whilft  we  with  cheerful  fongs  approve, 
 The  condefcentions  of  his  love. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 H 
 
74  PSALMS. 
 
 IgtfaltU  XLVI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Praife  for  national  peace 
 
 GREAT  ruler  of  the  earth  and  Ikies, 
 A  word  of  thy  almighty  breath, 
 C?n  fink  the  world  or  bid  it  rife, 
 Thy  fmile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 
 
 2  When  angry  nations  rufii  to  arms, 
 
 And  rag«  and  noife  and  tumult  reign, 
 When  war  refounds  its  dire  alarms, 
 
 And  (laughter  fpreads  the  crimfon  plain  : 
 
 3  Thy  fovreign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 
 
 And  marks  their  courfe  and  bounds  their 
 power  ; 
 Thy  word  the  angry  nations  own, 
 
 And  noife  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 
 
 4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wings, 
 
 Reviving  commerce  fpreads  her  fails  ; 
 The  fields  are  green  and  plenty  fmg<;, 
 Refponfive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 
 
 5  Thou  good  and  wife  and  righteous  Lord, 
 
 All  move  fubfervient  to  thy  will  ; 
 Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
 And  thy  fubltme  decrees  fulfill 
 
 6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  fongs, 
 
 Thy  kind  protection  (till  implore  ; 
 O  may  our  hearts,  and  lives  and  tongues 
 Confefs  thy  goodnefs  and  adore. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
PSALMS, 
 
 19 
 
 (pfalm  XLVL  Six  Line-Long  Metre* 
 
 JVar  and  Peace. 
 
 GOD  is  our  refuge  in  difirefs, 
 Aprefent  help  when  dangers  prefs, 
 In  him  undaunted  we'il  confide  : 
 Tho'  earth  were  from  her  center  toft, 
 And  mountains  in  the  ocean  JoH, 
 Diffolv'd  by  every  rifmg  tide, 
 
 2  A  gentle  ftream  with  gladnefs  Hill 
 j)be  city  of  our  God  mail  fill, 
 
 The  facred  feat  qf  God  moll  high  ; 
 God  dwells  in  Zion,  whofe  fair  towers, 
 Shall  mock  th'  alTaultsof  earthly  powers, 
 
 Wiii!  It  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh* 
 
 3  In  tamuks,-  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
 And  kingdoms  war  again i\  us  wag'd, 
 
 Hetbuoderd  and  difpere'd  their  powers; 
 The  Lord  of  hofts  conduces  our  aims, 
 Oar  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms, 
 
 Our  fathers  guardian  God  and  ours. 
 
 4  Come,  fee  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
 On  earth,  what  defection  brought. 
 
 How  he  has  calm'd  the  jarring  woM  j 
 He  broke  ths  was  like  Ipear  3©d  b&#} 
 With  them  the  thundering  chariot  too 
 
 Into  devouring  flames  wsxe  hurl'd. 
 
 5  Submit  to  God's  almighty  (wafh 
 For  him  the  nations  (hall  obey, 
 
?6  PSALM    S. 
 
 And  earth  her  fovereign  Lord  confefs: 
 The  God  of  hofts  conduces  our  arms, 
 Our  tower  of  reluge  in  alarms, 
 
 As  to  our  fathers  in  diflrefs. 
 
 TAT£. 
 
 Jpfalm  XL VII.    Common  Metre. 
 
 XTtti-verfkl  Prai/e. 
 
 OFOR  a  fhout  of  facred  joy, 
 To  God  the  fovereign  King  ! 
 Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
 And  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 
 
 2  Whilft.  angels  fhout  their  lofty  praife, 
 
 Let  mortals  learn  their  ftrains  ; 
 Let  a)l  the  Earth  their  voices  raife, 
 O'er  all  the  Earth  he  reigns. 
 
 3  Rehear fe  his  praife  with  awe  profound, 
 
 Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong  ; 
 Nor  mock  him  with  a  foiemn  found, 
 LTr»on  a  thoughtlefs  long  tie. 
 
 4  In  Ifrael  flood  his  ancient  throne, 
 
 He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 
 But  now  he  calls  the  wor  Id  his  own, 
 And  Heathens  tafle  his  grace. 
 
 Wait:. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    s.  : 
 
 pfatm  XLVIII.    Short  Metre, 
 
 Go/pel  V/orJhlf  and  order. 
 
 RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
 '  And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
 He  makes  the  Church,  his  bleft  abode, 
 His  raoft  delightful  feat, 
 
 2  Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 
 
 The  world  declares  thy  praife  ; 
 Thy  faints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne. 
 Their  fongs  of  honpur  raife. 
 
 3  Let  {hangers  walk  around 
 
 The  city. were  we  dwell  ; 
 Compafsand  view  thy  holy  ground,. 
 And  mark  the  building  well. 
 
 4  The  order  o  I  thy  houfe, 
 
 The  worfhip  of  thy  Court, 
 The  cheerful  fongs,  the  folemn  vows 
 And  make  a  fair  report. 
 
 5  How  decent  and  how  wife  1 
 
 How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
 Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eye, 
 And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 
 
 6-  The  God  we  worfhip  now 
 Will  guide  us  till  we  die  ;  . 
 Will  be  our  God  whilll  here  below, 
 Our  God  above  the  Iky. 
 
 Watts, 
 H    2 
 
7^  PSALM,  S. 
 
 JPfalm  XLIX.    Common  Metre* 
 
 The  vanity  of  Riches. 
 
 WHY  doth  the  man  ot  riches  grow,  , 
 Toinfoience  and  pride, 
 To  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  flow  - 
 With  every  rifmg  tide  ? 
 
 2  Not  all  his  treafures  can  procure 
 
 His  foul  a  (hort  reprieve  : 
 Redeem  fiorn  death,  one  guilty  hour^ 
 Qr  make  his  brother  live. 
 
 3  The  worth  oi  life  can  ne'er  be  told,  . 
 
 Its  ranfom  is  too  high  j 
 Juftice  can  not  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
 That. man  may  never  die. 
 
 4  .He  fees  the  brutifb  and  the  .wife, 
 
 The  timorous  and  the. brave  ; 
 Ouii  their  poffelTuns,  clofe  their  eyes,  . 
 And  haflen  to  the  grave., 
 
 ^:Yet  'tis  his  Inward  thought  and. pride, 
 "  My  houfe.ftiall  ever  (land  ; 
 And  that  my  name  may, long  abide, 
 I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 
 
 |6'  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  !ofts 
 How  foon  his  memory  dies ! 
 His  name  is  written  in  the  duit  , 
 In  which  his  body  lies* 
 
 Watts, 
 
P    S     A    L     M.  S.,..  g 
 
 gHalttl  L.  FirftPart.  Com.. Met, 
 
 The  laji judgment, 
 
 "*HE  Lord,  the  judge,  before  his  throne9 
 \    Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh  ; 
 Hie  nations  near  the  riling  Sun, 
 And  near  the  weftern  Iky. 
 
 sTo  more  fliall  bold  blafphemres  fay,.  . 
 
 "  Judgment  will  ne'er  begin," 
 $o  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 
 
 To  impudence  and  fin.  . 
 
 rhron'don  a  cloud,  our  God  (hall  corner  - 
 
 Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 
 rhunder  and  darknefs,  fire  and  ftorm 
 
 Lead  on  the  dreadful  day. . 
 
 leaven  from  above  his,  call  (hail  hear, 
 
 Attending  angels  come  ;  „ 
 Lnd  Earth  and  Hell  mail  know  and.fear9 
 
 His  jultice,  and  their  doom. 
 
 But  gather  all  my  Saints,  (he  cries) 
 Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
 rhro'  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
 And  feal'd  it  with  his  blood.  . 
 
 Their  faith  and  works  bro't  forth  tolig^t 
 Shall  make  the  world  confefs, 
 Ay  fentenceof  reward  is  right,  ; 
 
 >  And  heav'ri  adore  my  grace,5* 
 
 Watts; 
 
So  P    S    A    L    M    S: 
 
 l^falitl  L.    Sec.  Part.  LongMetre 
 
 Hypocrify  expo/eel. 
 
 THE  Lord,  the  judge  his  churches  warns 
 Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear  ; 
 Who  place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  forms 
 But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  caie, 
 
 2  They  dare  rehear fe  his  facred  name, 
 With  lips  of  falfhood  and  deceit  ; 
 
 A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
 And  footh  and  flatter  thofe  they  hate. 
 
 3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbour  wrong, 
 Yet  dare  to  feek  their  maker's  face; 
 They  take  his  Cov'nant  on  their  tongue. . 
 But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his -grace. 
 
 4,  To  heaven  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
 Defil'd  with  luft,  and  ftaiiv-d  with  blood  ; 
 By  night  they  pracVife  every  fin, 
 By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God  , 
 
 5  And  whilft  his  judgments  long  delay, 
 They  grow  fecure  and  hn  the  more  ; 
 They  think  he  deeps  as  well  as  they, 
 And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 
 
 a.  O  dreadful  hour !  when  God  draws  near, 
 And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ; 
 Their  guilt  and  punifhment,  appear, 
 And  no  deliverer  can  arife. 
 
 Watt 
 
PSALMS.  #i 
 
 Jfaim  LI.   Firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 
 
 A  penitent  Pleading  for  pardon. 
 
 ^HEW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,   forgive, 
 5  Let  a  repenting  firmer  live  ; 
 
 Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
 
 May  not  the  contrite  trufl  in  thee  ? 
 
 My  fins  tho'  great,  do  not  furpafs 
 The  riches  ot  eternal  grace  ; 
 Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
 So  let  thy  pardoning  love  be  found. 
 
 0  wafh  my  foul  from  every  fin, 
 
 And  make  my  guilty  confeience  clean  ; 
 Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
 And  pail  offences  pain  my  eyes. 
 
 My  lips  with  (hame  my  finsconfefs 
 Againft  thy  law,  againfl  thy  grace  ; 
 And  fliould  thy  judgment  be  fevere, 
 
 1  am  condemn'd  but  thou  art  clear. 
 
 Yet,  fave  a  trembling  finner,  Lord, 
 Whofe  hope,  flill  hovering  round  thy  word/ 
 Seeks  for  fome  precious  promife  there. 
 Some  fure  proteclion  from  defpair. . 
 
 Then  {hall  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue^ 
 Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  fong;; 
 And  ail  my  powers  (hall  join  to  blefs 
 The,  Lord,  my  ftrength.and  righteoufnefs.. 
 
 Wattst 
 
&  F    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 JgXaltn  LI.  Second  Part.  Long  Met r 
 
 The  Pen! (ent  reftwed. 
 
 OTHOU,  who  hear'ft  when  Tinners  ay, 
 Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  He, 
 Regard  them  not  with  angry  look, 
 But  biot  their  memory  from  thy  book, 
 
 «  Renew  me,  O  my  God,  within 
 And  form  my  foulaveifeto  fin  ; 
 Let  thy  good  fpirit  not  depart 
 Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart, 
 
 3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light 
 
 Ca.ft  out  and  banilh'd  from  thy  fight  ;■ 
 Thy  holy  joys,  O  God,  reflore, 
 And  guard  me  that  1  fall  no  moit. 
 
 4  A  broken  heart.,  my  God,  my  king, 
 Is  all  the  facrifiee  I  bring  ; 
 
 The  God  of  grace  will  not  defpife, 
 A  eomtks  heart  for  facrifice,  ' 
 
 ^  My  foul  lies  bumbled  in  the  dull 
 And  owns  thy  dreadful  femertee  juil ; 
 Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
 And  fave  the  wretch  condemn^  to  die, 
 
 6  Then  Willi  teach  the  world  thy  grace 
 Sinners  (hall  ham  to  icek  thy  face ; 
 I'll  lead  them  in  the  heavenly  road 
 And  they  Ihail  praife,  a  parjeiiirig  God. 
 
 Watts. 
 
PSALMS.  g3 
 
 XaltU  LII.  united  with  the  55.  S.  M.. 
 
 Devotion  and  Confidence. 
 
 "    ET  tinners  take  their  oourfe 
 _^  And  choofe  the  road  to  death  ; 
 But  in  the  praifes  of  my  God 
 I'll  fpend  my  daily  breath. 
 
 Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
 O  my  eternal  God; 
 Whilft  (Inners  perifh  in  furprife, 
 Beneath  thy  angry  rod. 
 
 Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 
 And  no  fad  changes  feel, 
 They  neither  fear  thy  holy  name, 
 Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
 
 But  like  an  olive  tree, 
 Within  thy  courts  I'll  {land 
 And  confidently,  Lord,  rely 
 On  thy  protecting  hand. 
 
 With  all  my  heavy  cares, 
 I'll  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
 I'll  caft  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
 And  reft  upon  his  word. 
 
 Kis  arm  {hall  well  fuflain 
 The  children  of  his  love  ; 
 The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  flands 
 No  earthly  power  can  move. 
 
 Watts,  andMxRRicx, 
 
84      '  *  P    S     A    L    M    S. 
 
 $>falw  LIII.     Long  Metre: 
 
 Compared  with  Rom.  iii,  10,  Pi. 
 
 *Tbe  degeneracy  of the  world  removed  by  the  Gofpel. 
 
 BEHOLD  the  fool  !  whofe  heart  denies 
 The  God  who  form'd  the  earth  and  fkies 
 And  whihf  the  path  of  fin  he  treads, 
 How  wide  the  dire  example  fpreads  ! 
 
 2  TV  eternal  Sovreign  from  on  high 
 Cafl  on  the  fons  of  men  his  eye  ; 
 To  fee  if  any  underftood, 
 
 And  fear'd  and  lov'd  their  maker  God. 
 
 3  But  all  werefo  degenerate  grown, 
 None  the  true  God  had  fully  known  ! 
 Both  Jew  and  Gentile  long  had  been 
 By  lull  enflav'd  and  dead  in  fin. 
 
 4  Both  gnpe  from  wifdom's  path  affray 
 Purfu'd  the  errors  of  their  way, 
 With  difmal  fuperfliticn  blind, 
 
 And  caufelefs  terrors  fill'd  their  mind. 
 
 £  Who,  gracious  God,  to  finners  eyes 
 Could  bid  the  wifh'd  falvation  rife  ? 
 Thy  SON  did  light  and  truth  difplay  , 
 And  turn  their  darknefs  into  day. 
 
 6  No  flefh  mail  boaft  of  righteoufne  fs, 
 But  guilty  fhali  themfelves  confefs  ; 
 And  when  they  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
 In  rlny  falvation  (hall  rejoice. 
 
 Merrick  with  addition*. 
 
p.   s   a  l  m   s.     */     s; 
 
 Jg)faimLIV.     Particular  Metre, 
 
 Deliverance  from  Enemies, 
 
 THY  name,' O  God,  my  heart  avows, 
 Do  thou  my  injur 'd  caufe  efpoufe, 
 And  be  thy  ilrength  my  aid  ; 
 My  fervont  cries  in  mercy  hear, 
 And  let  them  by  thy  pitying  ear 
 With  full  regard  be  weigh 'd, 
 
 2  For  people,  from  thy  fear  eflrang'd, 
 With  tyrants  fierce,  againft  me  rang'd, 
 
 My  fainting  foul  purfue  ; 
 But  mid  ft  ray  helpers,  heaven's  high  Lord 
 Shall  (land,  and  faithful  to  his  word, 
 
 Each  adverfe  power  fubdue, 
 
 3  O  let  my  heart,  their  rage  repeli'd, 
 Itfelt  a  willing  offering  yield  ; 
 
 To  thee  its  praife  {hall  flow  ; 
 Wkilft  to  my  thought  thy  mercies  rife, 
 That  gave  me,  with  exulting,  eyes, 
 
 To  fee  my  proftrate  foe. 
 
 Mexrick, 
 
 Pfelm  LV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Impatience  cor  reeled  by  faith. 
 
 OWERE  I  like  a  featlier'd  dove  ! 
 If  innocence  had  wings, 
 I'd  fly  and  make  a  long  remove 
 From  all  thefe  reftlefs  things. 
 
 8 
 
86  PSALMS, 
 
 .2  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 
 And  find  a  peaceful  home  ; 
 Where  ftorms  of  malice  never  blow, 
 Temptations  never  come. 
 
 3  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all, 
 
 T'  efcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
 The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call 
 Can  lave  me  here  as  well. 
 
 4  By  morning  light  I'll  feekhis  face, 
 
 At  noon  repeat  my  cry. ; 
 The  night  fhall  hear  me  aik  his  grace3 
 Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
 
 ^  God  my   preferver  and  my  friend 
 Can  fhield  me  when  afraid  ; 
 Ten  thoufand  angels  muft  attend, 
 If  he  command  their  aid. 
 
 6  I'll  call  my  burdens  on  the  Lord 
 He  will  fuflain  them  all  ; 
 My  faith  fliall  reft  upon  his  word 
 And  I  fhall  never  fall. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ]£)falm  LVI.    Common  Metre, 
 
 God's  care  of  kls  people. 
 
 N  God,  moil  holy,  jufi  and  true, 
 
 I  have  repos'd  my  trull  ; 
 Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
 
 The  offspring  of  the  duft. 
 
 i 
 
PSALMS.  87- 
 
 i  God  counts  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 
 Their  cries  affect  his  ears  ; 
 Thou  haft  a  book  for  their  complaints, 
 A  bottle  for  their  tears. 
 
 3  Thy  folernn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 
 
 Thou  {halt  receive  my  praile  ; 
 
 I'll  fing,  li  how  faithful  is  thy  word, 
 
 How  righteous  are  thy  ways  !" 
 
 4  Thou  haft  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 
 
 Ofet  thy  fervant  free, 
 
 That  heart  and  hand  and  life  and  breath 
 
 May  be  eropfoy'd  for  thee. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 PfolnvLVIL  Long  Metre ., 
 
 Divine  Prote&ivn,.  grace  and  truth. 
 
 MY  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
 Of  boundlefs  love,  and  grace  unknown  ; 
 Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 
 Till  the  dark  cloud  be  overblown. 
 
 2  Up  to  the  heavens,  I  raife  my  cry, 
 The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform  ; 
 He  fends  his  angel  from  the  fky, 
 
 And  faves  me  from  the  threading  ftorni, 
 
 3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 
 Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell  ; 
 Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
 And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell, 
 
8$  F    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 4  My  heart  is  fix'd,  my  fong  (hall  raife 
 Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
 Awake,  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife,. 
 My  tongues  the  glory  of  my  irame. 
 
 3  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
 And  reaches  to  the  utmoft  ilty  ; 
 His  truth  toendlefs  years  remains, 
 When  lower  worlds  diffolve  and  die. 
 
 6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 
 Above  the  heavens  where  angels  dwell  ; 
 Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
 And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  telJ. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PfalmLVIII.  Six  Line-Long  Metre* 
 
 The  deftruction  of  Tyrants  and-OpfuJfors. 
 
 SHALL  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws  ? 
 Shall  they  defpife  the  righteous  caufe, 
 When  innocence  before  them  ftands  ? 
 Dare  they  condemn  the  helplefs  poor, 
 And  let  oppreflors  reft  fecure, 
 
 WhilftgoiJ  and  greatnefs  bribe  their  hands  ? 
 
 B  Do  they  forget  th'  almighty  name, 
 That' God  o'er  all  is  Judge  fupreme  ? 
 
 High  in  the  heavens  his  jufiice  reigns ; 
 Yet  they  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
 And  fend  their  bold  decrees  abroad, 
 To  bind  the  free  born  foul  in  chains*. 
 
P    S     A     L     M     S.  89 
 
 Apoifon'darrow  is  their  tongue, 
 The  arrow  fharp,  the  poifon  ftrong  ! 
 
 And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds ; 
 They  hear  no  counfels,  cries  nor  tears  ; 
 So  the  deaf  adder  Hops  her  ears, 
 
 Againft  the  melody  ot  founds. 
 
 1  Break  thou -their  teeth,  Almighty  God, 
 The  teeth  ot  lions  drench'd  in  blood  ; 
 
 And  crufh  thofe  ferpents  in  the  duft  ; 
 Thy  voice  mall  thunder  from  the  iky, 
 Their  ciowns  (hall  fall,  their  titles  die, 
 
 Their  grandeur  and  their  power  be  loft. 
 
 j  Thus  mall  thy  juilice,  mighty  Lord, 
 Freedom  and  peace  4to  men  afford, 
 And  nations  (hall  unite  and  fay, 
 "  Sure  there's  a  God,  that  rules  on  high, 
 Who  hears  th'  oppreffed  when  they  cry, 
 And  all  their  fufferings  will  repay." 
 
 Watts  altered, 
 
 J3falm  LIX.  Short  Metre, 
 
 For  Deliverance  from  the  Savages, 
 
 LORD  let  our  humole  cry 
 Before  thy  throne  afcend  ; 
 Behold  us  with  companion's  eye. 
 And  ft  ill  our  lives  defend, 
 
 2  For  foes  5  nurn*tt>uS  band  - 
 
9o.  \  P     S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 They  aim  deft  ruction  thro'  the  land,. 
 And  fpread  the  raging  fire. 
 
 5'  Beneath  the  filent  Ihade, 
 
 Their  fecret  plots  they  lay, 
 Our  peaceful  towns  by  night  invade 
 And  wafte  the  fields  by  day. 
 
 4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 
 Regardlefs  oi  our  pain, 
 Permit  fecure  that  bloody  race 
 To  riot  o'er  the  {lain  ?■ 
 
 J  In  vain  their  fecret  guile 
 
 Or  open  force  they  prove  ; 
 Thine  eye  can  pierce  the  deeped  veil, 
 Thy  hand  their  force  remove. 
 
 6  Deliver  us  irom  death, 
 
 Send  our  invaders  home  ; 
 Or  drive  them  with  thy  powerful  breath 
 Thro'  diftant  wilds  to  roam. 
 
 ,  7  Then  (hall  our  grateful  voice 
 Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
 In  thy  falvation  we'l!  rejoice, 
 And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 Par  low  altered. 
 
 L 
 
 pfalm  LX.      Common  Metre. 
 
 Humiliation  fotxlifappointment  in  War. 
 
 ORD,  haft  thou  call  the  nation  o!T  ? 
 Muft  we  forever  mourn  ? 
 
PSALMS.  9-t 
 
 yVilt  tbou  confume  us  in  thy  wrath  ? 
 
 Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 
 rbe  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 
 
 Melts  all  our  Itrength  away  : 
 Like  men  fubdu'd  by  power  of  wine,. 
 
 We  tremble  in  diirnay. 
 
 3ur  country  (hakes  beneatn  thy  ftroke, 
 
 And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ; 
 0  heal  the  people  thou  hall  broke,. 
 
 And  fave  the  linking  land. 
 
 Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field, 
 
 For  thofe  who  fear  thy  name  ;, 
 Defend  thy  people  with  thy  Oiield, 
 
 And  put  our  foes  to  ftiame. 
 
 Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
 
 And  be  their  guardian  God  ; 
 In  vain  confederate  powers  unite, 
 
 Againft  thy  lifted  rod. 
 
 Our  troops  fhall  gain  a  wide  renown 
 
 By  thine  aflifting  hand  : 
 For  God  mail  tread  the  mighty  down,. 
 
 And  make  the  feeble  ftand. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 .V 
 
 PfaitU  LXL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Safety  }n  God,. 
 
 HEN  overwhelm'd  with  pain  and  griefj 
 Helplefs  and  far  from  all  relief, 
 
92:  PSALMS. 
 
 My  heart  within  me  finks  and  dies, 
 To  God  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 
 
 2  High  on  the  rock,  my  footfteps  rear, 
 There  let  me  Hand  unmov'd  and  hear, 
 The  ftorms  which  now  around  me  beat, 
 Roil  harmlefs  underneath  my  feet. 
 
 3  Thee,  Lord,  I  feek  whene'er  my  foes 
 On  mifchief  bent, .my  path  enclofe, 
 Thou  art,  in  ev'ry  dang'rous  hour, 
 My  ftedfaft  hope,  my  ftrongeft  tower, 
 
 4  Remote  from  fearj  within  thy  thrine, 
 Thou,  Lord,  my  dwelling  fhalt  aflign  ; 
 Thy  wings  {hall  wrap  me  in  their  made, 
 For  thou  haft  heard  me,  when  Ipray'd. 
 
 A  Safe  in  thy  prefence,  let  me  fland, 
 And  fhare  the  bleffings  of  thy  hand  ; 
 Mjfc  dwelling  let  thy  truth  defend, 
 Thy  mercy  on  my  Heps  attend. 
 
 6  So  fhall  thy  love  awake  my  fong, 
 My  voice  the  willing  note  prolong  ; 
 Whilft  warm'd  with  zeal,  my  vows  I  pay, 
 And  blefs  thee  to  my  lateft  day. 
 
 Merrick  varied. 
 
 Jgtfalm  LXII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 No  trujl  in  tke  Creatures  but  in  God, 
 
 V|"Y  fpirit  looks  to  God  alone, 
 ri  S'tv^'6  W\  -r   : 
 
p    S    A    L    M    S.  f£, 
 
 In  all  ray  fears,  in  all  my  (traits, 
 My  foul  on  his  falvation  waits. 
 
 Trull  him.  ye  faints,  in  all. your  ways. 
 To  him  your  fuppliant  voices  raife  ; 
 When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade, 
 God  is  our  all  fufficient  aid. 
 
 Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
 The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 
 
 Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear, 
 Light  as  a  breath  of  empty  air. 
 
 Make  not  increafinggold  your  truft, 
 Nor  fet  your  heart  on  glittering  daft  ; 
 Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  fmoke, 
 And  not  believe  what  God  hath  fpoke  f 
 
 Once  hath  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
 Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard  ; 
 "  All  power  is  his  eternal  due, 
 He  mud  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too.'* 
 
 For  fovereign  power  reigns  not  alone* 
 Grace  is  a  partner  ol  the  throne  ; 
 Thy  grace  and  juftice,  mighty  Lard, 
 Shall  well  adjudge  our  laif.  reward. 
 
 Watts'.^ 
 
 ©fatal  LXIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 For  the  Lord's  day,  morning. 
 
 n  ARLY,  my  God,  without  deiay, 
 J     I  ha/te  to  feek  thv  face; 
 
94  PSALMS. 
 
 My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away, 
 Without  thy  cheering  grace.  « 
 
 2  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  fand, 
 
 Beneath  a  burning  fky, 
 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  heavenly,  hour* 
 That  vifion  fo  divine, 
 
 4  Not  all  the  bleflings  of  a  Tea  ft 
 
 Can  pleafe  my  foul  fowell  ; 
 
 As  when  thy  richer  grace  1  tafte, 
 
 And  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 
 
 5  Not  life  itfelf  with  all  its  joys 
 
 Can  my  beft  paflions  move  ; 
 Nor  raife  fo  high-my  cheerful  voice,, 
 As  thy  forgiving  love. 
 
 6  Thus,  till  my  2afl  expiring,  day, 
 
 I'll  blefs  my  God  and  King  ; 
 Thus  wijl  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray,. 
 And  tune  my  lips  to  fing. 
 
 Wattj. 
 
 pfalmLXIII.      Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Love  of  God  and  bis  •worjhif. 
 
 GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim. 
 Tftou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft, 
 
PSALMS.  95 
 
 The  glories,  that  compofe  thy  name 
 Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  bleft. 
 
 Thou  great  and  good,  thou  juft  and  wife, 
 Thou  art  my  father  and  my  God  ; 
 
 And  I  am  thine,  by  facred  ties, 
 
 Thy  Son,   thy  fervant  bought  with  blood. 
 
 With  heart  and  eyes  and  lilted  hands, 
 For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  1  look  ; 
 
 As  travellers,  in  thirfty  lands, 
 
 Long  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 
 
 With  early  feet,  I  will  appear ; 
 
 Among  thy  faints  and  leek  thy  face  ; 
 Give  me  to  fee  thy  glory  there, 
 
 And  taile  the  richnefs  of  thy  grace. 
 
 Not  all,  by  worldly  men  pcffefs'd, 
 Not  all  the  joys  our  fenfes  know, 
 
 Can  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
 Or  raife  my  cheerful  paffions  fo. 
 
 I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raife  my  voice, 
 Whilft  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praife; 
 
 This  work  fhall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
 And  well  employ  my  future. days. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Ptaim  LXIIL    Short  Metre. 
 
 Delight  in  Divine  Worjhip, 
 
 Jf  Y  God  permit  my  tongue, 
 ;rX  With  joy  to  call  thee  mine ; 
 
S6  PSALMS. 
 
 And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
 To  tafte  thy  love  divine. 
 
 s  Within  thy  Churches,  Lord, 
 I  long  toflnd  my  piace  ; 
 Thy  power  and  glory  to  behold, 
 And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 
 
 3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 
 
 No  reliOi  can  afford  ; 
 No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 
 To  ierveand  pleafe  the  Lord. 
 
 4  To  thee  I'll  lift  my  hands, 
 
 And  praife  thee  whilft  I  live, 
 Not  the  gay  fcenes  of  time  and  fenfe 
 Such  pure  delight  can  give. 
 
 5  Since  thou  haft  been  my  help, 
 
 To  thee  my  fpirit  flies  ; 
 And  on  thy  watchful  Providence1 
 My  cheerful  hope  relies. 
 
 6  The  fhadow  of  thy  wings, 
 
 My  foul  in  (afety  keeps  ; 
 I  follow  where  my  father  leads',' 
 And  hefupports  my  fteps. 
 
 Watt* 
 
 Pfalltl  LXIV.  Six  Lifje-Long  Metr 
 
 In  a  tinfe  of  Ivfurre&ion. 
 
 O  LORD,  to   our  requeit  give  ear, 
 And  free  our  fouls  from  hoftile  fear  ; 
 
P     S    A    L    U     S.  o 
 
 Tor  crafty  men,  of  impious  mind, 
 (Their  powers  in  -fecret  league  combin'M: 
 With  factious  rage  (heir  plots  devife, 
 And  vent  tfeeir  malice,  rni'x'd  with  lies. 
 
 Behold  the  (laughter-breathing  throng, 
 Whet  like  a  fvvord  their  threatn'ing  tongue 
 And  bend  their  hews,  to  (hoot  their  darts, 
 Againft  the  men  of  upright  hearts, 
 In  works  of  mifchief  they  agree, 
 And  vainly  think  that  none  {hall  lee. 
 
 But,  wretches,  whither  will  ye  fly  ? 
 Behold  th^  arrow  from  on  high  ! 
 Defcends,and  bears,  upon  3(1  wing, 
 The  wrath  of  heaven's  offended  king  ' 
 Your  {landers  on  ydurfelves  (hall  tall, 
 Hated,  defpis'd  and  {hunn'd  by  ail. 
 
 The  world  (ball  then  God's  power  confef% 
 His  wifdom,  love  and  righteoufnefs  ; 
 Aad  men  (hall  fee,  widi  rev'rend  thoV, 
 The  wonders  that  his  hand  hath  wro't, 
 Whilfr.  all  mall  own  his  dealings  jufr, 
 The  righteous  in  his  name  (hail  iruft. 
 
 Tate  and  Merrick  united  and  varied, 
 
 XalOT  LXV.  Firft  Part.  Long  Metre 
 
 Public  WorJl:,;p. 
 
 pOR  thee,  O  God,  our  conftant  praife 
 In  Zion  waits,  thy  chosen  feat  ; 
 K 
 
^3  .      "    A    L    M    S. 
 
 Our  promis'd  alters  there  we'll  raife*, 
 And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 
 
 .  O  thou,  who  to  my  liumbie  prayer, 
 Didft  always  bend  thy  Hflening  ear, 
 To  thee,  (hall  all  mankind  repair, 
 And  at  thy   gracious  throne  appear. 
 
 5  Our  fins,  tho,  numberlefs,  in  vain 
 To  flop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
 Por  thou  wilt  purge  the  guilty  ftjfain, 
 And  warn  away  the  crimfon  dye. 
 
 $  Elefl  is  the  man,  who,  near  thee  placM, 
 Within  thy  f acred  dwelling  lives  ; 
 Whilft  we  at  humbler  diftance  tafle 
 The  vail  delight  thy  worfhip  gives. 
 
 Tate. 
 
 pfalUl  LXV.  Sec.  Part.  Com. Met, 
 
 Divine  Ft  evidence  in  Air-,  Earth  and  Sea* 
 
 VHT^IS  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftand, 
 JL     God  of  eternal  power  ; 
 The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
 And  tempefts  ceafetoroar. 
 *  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  fiiade 
 Succefiive  comforts  bring  ; 
 Thy  plenteous  fruits  foake  liar  veil  glad, 
 Thy  flowers. adorn  the  fpring. 
 g  Se}fons,and  times  and  moons  and  bours* 
 Heav'n,  air  and  earth. are  thine  ; 
 
PS    A    L    M    S.  99 
 
 When  clouds  dlftil  in  fruitful  (Lowers, 
 The  author  is  divine, 
 
 4  Thofe  wandering  ciilerns  in  the  fky, 
 
 Berne  by  the  winds  around, 
 Whofe  wat'ry  treafures  well  fapply, 
 The  furrows  of  the  grorund. 
 
 5  The  thirfly  ridges  drink  their  fill, 
 
 And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
 Thy  ways  abound  with  bleflings  iliil  ; 
 Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 
 
 Pfelm  LXV.  Third  Part.  Com,  Me! 
 
 Fruitful  Seafons. 
 
 GOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  king, 
 Who  makes  the  earth  his  care  ; 
 Vifits  the  pa  (lures  every   fpring, 
 And  bids  the  grafs  appear. 
 
 2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  raisM  on  high, 
 
 Pour  out  at  thy  command, 
 Their  wat'ry  blefiings  from  the  fky 
 To  cheer  the -ihirfty  land. 
 
 3  The  foftened  ridges  of  the  field 
 
 Permit  the  corn  to  fpring; 
 
 The  valleys  rich  provifion  yield, 
 
 The  grateful  labourers  fi ng„ 
 
<o©  P    S    A    L    M     & 
 
 jl  The  little  hills  on  every  fide 
 Rejoice  at  falling  (bowers  ; 
 The  meadows,  drefs'd  in  all  their  pride, 
 Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 
 
 5  The  barren  c!ods  refieih'J  with  rain 
 :       Promife  a  joyful  crop  ; 
 
 The  fields  wuh  verdure  filPd-again. 
 Revive  the  reaper's  hope. 
 
 6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns 
 
 How  bounteous  are  thy  wavs  ! 
 The  bleating  flocks  fpread  e'er  the  downs 
 And  ihepherds  {hout  thy  praife. 
 
 >Vatt». 
 
 lg)falm  LXV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 A  new  Verfion. 
 
 THY  praife,  O   God,  in  Zion  waits  ; 
 Ail  flefh  thai!  crcud  thy  iacred  gates,. 
 To  offer  facrifice  and  pray  V, 
 And  pay  their  willing  homage  there. 
 
 £   What  tho?  iniquity  prevail, 
 And  feeble  fiefh  be  prone  to  fail  ; 
 Yet  Lord,  thy  grace  thou  wilt  difplay, 
 And  purge  each  hateful  ft  a  in  a.ways. 
 
 3  Blell  is  the  man  approv'd  by  ihce. 
 And  brought  thy  holy  courts  to  fee  ! 
 Gocdnefs,  immenfe  and  unconfjo'd, 
 Spall  largely  fe.aft  hi?   Lpnging  mind. 
 
4  Great  God,  by  thy  Almighty  hand, 
 The  everlafting  mountains  ftand  : 
 And  every  ftorm,  and  ev'ry  flood, 
 Obey  thy  all  commanding  nod. 
 
 5  Thy  lightnings,  flashing  thro'  the  ikies, 
 Fill  the  wide  earth  with  fad  furprife  ; 
 Bui  cheer'd  by  thy  enliv'ning  voice. 
 Rifrng  and  fetting  funs  rejoice. 
 
 6  From  thy  va'ft,  inexbaufted  (lores, 
 The  earth  is  bieft  with  kindly  fhow'rs  ; 
 And  favage  wilds  and  defarts  drear, 
 Confefs  thee,  Father  of  thegyear. 
 
 7  Thejlocks  which  graze  the  mountains  brow 
 ..  A>The  corn" which  clothes  the  plains  below, 
 
 5  To  ev'ry  heart  new  .tranfports  bring, 
 |;  And  hiii*-and  vales. rejoice  and  fing. 
 
 Jacob  Kimball. 
 
 Jg)falm  LXVI.  Firft  Part.  Com.  Met, 
 
 Dibine  potver  and  goodnefs. 
 
 NOW  to  the  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth, 
 Addrefs  a  cheerful  fong  ; 
 .Let  gratitude  infpire  ycur  mirth, 
 And  joy  the  notes  prolong. 
 
 2  Come  fee  the  wonders  of  our  God 
 How  glorious  are  his  ways  ! 
 In  Mofes'  hand  he  puts  his  rcd3 
 The  fea  his  Yoke  obeys, 
 K   2 
 
3  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 
 
 Whifft  Ifrael  pafs'd  the  flood'; 
 The  tribes  beheld  with  wondVing.-eye/ 
 A  guardian  in  their  God. 
 
 4  O  blefs  the  Lord,  and  never  ceafey 
 
 Ye  faints,  fulfil  his  praife  ; 
 He  keeps  our  lire,  maintains  our  peace, 
 And  guides-our  doubtful  ways. 
 
 £  Lord,  thou  had  prov'd  our  fu'fferiog  fouls/ 
 To  make  our  graces  (bine  ; 
 So  filver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
 The  metal  to  refine. 
 
 6  Thro'  watery  deeps  and  fiery  ways^ 
 We  march  at  thy  command  ; 
 Led  to  pofTefs  the  promis'd  place, 
 By  thy  unerring  hand. 
 
 W'ATTfl, 
 
 Jgtfalm  LXVI.  Sec.  Part.   Com,  Met, 
 
 Praife  to  God  fur  bea.hg  Pr.iya: 
 
 ^TOW  Ihall  my  folemn  vows  be  paid,' 
 \    To  that  almighty  power  ; 
 Who  heard  the  long requefts   I  made, 
 In  my  diftrefsful  hour. 
 
 a  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
 To  make  his  mercies  known  y 
 
Come,'yewho  love  my  God  and  hear, 
 The  wonders  he  hath  done. 
 
 If  fin  lay  covei'd  in  my  heart, 
 
 When  praife  empioy'd  my  tongue  ; 
 
 The  Lord  had  (hewn  me  no  regard, 
 Nor  I  his  praifes  fung. 
 
 But  God,  his  name  be  ever  bled. 
 
 Has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 
 He  ne'er  rejected  my  requeft, 
 
 Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 
 
 Wat: 
 
 J5felm XXVII.     Start  Metre,. 
 
 Utiiverful  Ftaifsy,  . 
 
 rO  blefs  thy  chofen  race, 
 In  mercy,  Lord,  inciine  ; 
 And  cjufe  the  brightnefs  of  thy  face,- 
 On  all  thy  church  to  fhine, 
 
 ■That  lo  thy  gracious  way 
 
 May  thro'  the  world  be  known  ; 
 
 Whilit  diflant  lands  their  homage  pay2 
 And  thy  falvation  own, 
 
 Let  all  the   nations  join; 
 
 To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
 Let  the  whole  world,-.  O  Lord,  combine,. 
 
 i\>  praife  thy  glorious  name, 
 
 •  O  let  them  (bout  and  fing,> 
 In  humble,  pious  mirth  ; 
 
For  thou  the  righteous  Judge  and  King 
 Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 
 
 Xaje 
 
 JJJfelm LX VIII .  F.  Part.  6  Line-L.  M 
 
 Thejujiice  and  compajjion  of  God.. 
 
 LET  God  arife  in  all  his  might, 
 And  put  his  enemies  to  flight ; 
 As  fmoke  that  fought  to  cloud  the  fkics 
 Before  the  rifing  tempeft  flies  ; 
 Or  wax  that  melts  before  the  fire, 
 So  fhall  his  fainting  foes  expire. 
 
 2  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
 Praife  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  fong  ;  . 
 He  rides  and  thunders  thro'  the  fky, 
 His  name,  Jehovah,  founds  on  high  ; 
 Sing  to  his  name  ye  fons  of  grace, 
 
 Ye  faints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 
 
 3  The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs 
 Fly  to  his  aid,  in   {harp  diftrefs  ; 
 Jn  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find, 
 A  judge  moft  juft,  a  father  kind  ; 
 
 He  breaks  the  captive's  galling  chain,- 
 And  prifoners  fee  the  light  again. 
 
 4  His  wond'rous  name  and  power  rehearf*,-'- 
 His  honours  fhall  enrich  your  verfe  ; 
 Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blefl,^' 
 He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  reft;.. 
 
P    S     A     L     M     S.  io, 
 
 When  terrors  rife  and  nations  faint, 
 God  is  the  ftrength  of  every  fain; 
 
 Wa 
 
 )falmLXVIILver.i7,i8.  S.P.L.ilf, 
 
 Compared  with  Eph.  iv.  8,  9,  10. 
 
 The  afiention  ofChriJh  andjb*  gift  of  his /pit  it. 
 
 ORD,  when  thou  didft  afcend  on  higb, 
 \j  Ten  thoufand  angels  fill'd  the  (ky  ; 
 Thofe  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
 Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ftate. 
 
 Not  Sinaai's  mountain  could  appear, 
 More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there* 
 When  he  proclaim'd  his  dreadful  law, 
 And  {truck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 
 
 }  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
 When  the  rebellious  powers  of  he!3, 
 Which  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made^ 
 Were  alt  in  chains  like  captives  led. 
 
 \  P.ais'd  by  his  father  to  the  throne, 
 He  fent  hispromis'd  fpitit  down  ; 
 With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
 That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ptalmLXVIILThirdPart.   Long  Met 
 
 Ptaifefar  divine  care  and  goodnefs* 
 
 WEblefs  the  Lord,  thejuft,  the  good 
 Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  1 
 
io6  P    S     A    L    M    5. 
 
 Who  pours  his  bleffings   from  the  fkies, 
 And  loads  us  with  his  rich  fuppiies. 
 
 2  He  fends  his  Sun,  his  circuit  round, 
 
 To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
 Ke  bids  the  clouds  with  plenteous  rain, 
 Refrefh  the  thirfty  earth  again. 
 
 3  To  his  kind  care,  we  owe  our  breath, 
 And  all  our  near  efcapes  from  death  ; 
 Safety  and  health  to  God  belong, 
 
 He  heals  the  lick  and  guards  the  ilrong. 
 
 4  His  own  right  hand  his  faints  (hall  raife, 
 From  death's  dark  fhade  to  fing  his  praife  ; 
 And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
 To  fee  his  face  and  tafte.  his  love. 
 
 Watt». 
 
 JLSHalm  LXIX.  Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Obedience  and  Death  cfCkriJi. 
 
 FATHER,  I  fing  thy  wondrous  grace 
 I  blefs  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
 He  bought  falvation  for  the  poor, 
 And  bore  the  finner's  fhame. 
 
 2.  His  deep  diflrefs  hath  rais'd  us  high  ; 
 His  duty  and  his  zeal 
 ¥t  .fill'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke^  , 
 And  fiaifh'all  thy  will. 
 
 3  The  facrifice  he  offer'd  once 
 Has  better  pleas'd  my  God> 
 
■  P  <S    A    L    M   -S. 
 
 ian  all  the  vi&ims  of  the  law, 
 Than  goats  or  bullock's  blood. 
 
 "his  {ball  bis  humble  followers  fee, 
 
 And  fet  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
 "hey  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
 
 And  live  for  ever  bleft. 
 
 „et  heaven  and  all  who  dwell  on  high 
 
 To  God  their  voices  raife  ; 
 Vhiie  lands  and  feas  aflifl  the  fky, 
 
 And.join  t'  advance  the  praile. 
 
 £ton  is  thine,  moft  holy  God, 
 Thy  fon  fhalS  blefs  her  gales  ; 
 
 &nd  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  death,         fl 
 For  thy  own  Ifraei  Watts.  ^ 
 
 A  O  CL 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ;#{alm  LXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Sufferings  cfChnJl. 
 
 )EEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
 The  forrows  of  our  dying  Lord, 
 Behold  the  rifing  billows  roll 
 To  overwhelm  his  holy  foul. 
 
 The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
 Abus'd  the  man  who  check'd  their  fin  ; 
 While  he  obey'd  God's  holy  laws, 
 They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe. 
 
 In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
 While  hofls  of  hell  and  powers  of  death, 
 
CjXnd  all  the  fons  of  malice  join, 
 To  execute  their  vain  defign. 
 
 i  For,  gracious  God,  thy  power  and  love 
 Have  made  the  curfea  bleflin^  prove  ; 
 Tho'  once  upon  the  crofs  he  bled 
 Immortal  honours  crown' his  head. 
 
 j  Thro'  Chrifl  thy  Ton  our  guilt  forgive 
 And  let  the  mourning  finner  live, 
 The  Lord  will  hear  us  in   his  name 
 Nor  fhall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fliame. 
 
 Watts  varied, 
 
 Pfatin  LXX.      CommonMctre. 
 
 Protection  again jl  Enemies. 
 
 GREAT  God,  attend  my  humble  call 
 Nor  hear  my  cries  in  vain  ; 
 O  let  thy  grace  prevent  my  fall 
 And  (lili  my  hope  fuftain. 
 
 2   When  foes  infulting  wound  my  name, 
 And  tempt  mv  foul  affray  ; 
 Then  let  them  hide  their  lace  with  (liam:f 
 To  their  own  plats  a  prey. 
 
 •';  Whiiif.  all  who  love  thy  name  rejoice,    . 
 And  glory  in  thy  word, 
 in  thy  falvation  raife  their  voice, 
 To  magnify  the  Lord. 
 
 i   Be  ihou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 
 To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  pray  ; 
 
PSA    L    M    S.  ibS 
 
 In  mercy  haften  to  my  aid, 
 Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 
 
 Barlow. 
 
 M' 
 
 jg)falltt  LXXI.  Firft  Part.  Com.  Met, 
 
 Old  age,  death  and  the  refurre&lon* 
 
 Y  God,  my  everlaiiing  hope, 
 I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
 Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
 And  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 
 
 2  New  wonders,  Lord,  my  eyes  have  feen 
 With  each  revolving  year, 
 Thou  know'ft  the  days  which  yet  remain  j 
 I  trait  them  to  thy  care. 
 
 Will  thou  for  fake  my  hoary  hairs 
 And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
 
 Who  (hall  fuftain  my  finking  years 
 If  God  my  flrength  depart  ? 
 
 4  Down  to  thy  fi  lent  vale  of  death 
 
 Will  be  my  next  remove  ; 
 O  may  thefe  poor  remains  or  breath 
 Declare  thy  wond'rous  love. 
 
 5  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  pfoclairfi 
 
 To  the  lurviving  age  ; 
 And  leave  a  favour  ot  thy  name 
 When  I  fhall  quit  the  flage. 
 
 5  By  long  experience  I  have  known 
 Thy  fovereign  power  to  lave  ; 
 
*">  PSALMS. 
 
 At  thy  command  I  venture  down 
 Securely  to  the  grave. 
 
 7  When  I  am  buried  in  the  dull, 
 My  flefh  mail  be  thy  care  ; 
 Thefe  withering  limbs  with  thee  I  trull, 
 To  raife  thera  flrongand  fair. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jl?falm  LXXI.Sec.Part.  Com.Ma 
 
 drift  curftrength  and  right et>ufnef>% 
 
 MY  Saviour, -my  almighty  friend, 
 When  I  begin  thy  praife, 
 Where  wilt  the  growing  numbers  end, 
 The  numbers  ot  thy  grace  ? 
 
 2  Thou  art  my  everlafting  truft 
 
 Thygoodnefsladore; 
 And  fin ce  I  knew  thy  giaces  firfl 
 1  fpeak  thy  glories'more. 
 
 3  My  feet  (hall  travel  all  the  length 
 
 Of  the  celeftial  road, 
 And  march  with  courage  in  thy  flrength 
 To  fee  my  father  God. 
 
 4  When  I  am'fiird  with  mam  e  and  grief 
 
 For  fome  remains  of  fm  ; 
 Thy  promifes  (hall  bring  relief, 
 And  give  me  peace  within. 
 
 &  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 
 The  victories  of  my  king  ! 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S-  in 
 
 My  foul  rede  em*d  from  fin  and  hell 
 Shall  thy  falvation  ling. 
 
 5  My  tongue  (hall  all  the  day  proclaim 
 My  Saviour's  dying  blood  ; 
 His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  fharrfe 
 And  made  my  peace  with  God. 
 
 WATTS- 
 
 p&lmLXXIL  FirRPzrt.  Long  Metre. 
 
 The  kingdom  cfChrljl. 
 
 GREAT  God,  whole  univerfal  fwayj 
 Ail  heav'n  reveres,  all  worlds  obey  ; 
 Nov/  make  the  Saviour's  glory  known, 
 Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 
 
 2  Thy  iceptre  well  becomes  his  hands 
 Ange-s  fubmit  to  his  commands  ; 
 His  juflice  (hall  protect  the  poor, 
 And  pride  and  r3ge  prevail  no  more. 
 
 3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
 And  treads  th'  opprelfor  in  the  dud  ; 
 His  righteous  governmentTnall  Salt. 
 Tiii  days  and  years  and  time  be  pair. 
 
 4  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
 The  fhades  of  overfpreading  death, 
 Revive  at  his  firft  dawning  light, 
 And  defarts  bloflum  at  the  fight. 
 
 £   The  faints  fhall  flourifh  in  his  days, 
 B-reft  ia  the  robes  -J  joy  and  praife  ; 
 
212  PSALM    $* 
 
 Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
 Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown*. 
 
 Watt* 
 
 £>Mm  LXXII.  Sec.   Part,   L,  Met. 
 
 The  kihgJvn  rf  Chriji. 
 
 JESUS  fliall  reign,  where'er  the  fan 
 Does  his  iuccefTive  journeys  ion  ; 
 His  kingdom  ft rejfcch  From  fhore  to  Giore, 
 Till  moons- fiia.Il  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
 
 2  Through  him,  fhall  endiefs  prayer  be  made, 
 And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
 His  name,  like  fweet  perfume,  lhall  rife, 
 With  every  daily  facriflce. 
 
 3  From  north  to  fouth  (hall  princes  meet, 
 To  p;*y  their  homage  at  his  feet  ; 
 
 And  barbaious  nations  at  his  word, 
 Submit  and  bow  and  own  their  Lord. 
 
 4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
 Dwell  on  .his  love,  with  grateful  fongj 
 And  intant  voices  (hall  proclaim, 
 Thek  early  hlefTings  on  his  name. 
 
 5  Bleflings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
 The  prifoner  leaps  to  !ofe  his  chains ; 
 The  weary  find  eiernal  reft, 
 
 And  all  the  fojas  cf  want  are.biefi* 
 
p    S    ALMS. 
 
 Where  hedifplays  his  healing  power, 
 The  Ring  of  death  is  known  no  more 
 In  him  the  fons  of  Adam  hoair, 
 More  bleffin^s  than  their  Father  loft. 
 
 Let  every  creature  rife  and  bring 
 Peculiar  honours  to  our  King, 
 Angeis  descend  with  fongs  again 
 And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen, 
 
 Watts 
 
 i&ulImLXXir.  ThirdPart.  Long  Met, 
 
 Divine  inf.uer.ee  compared  to  Rain. 
 
 AS  fnowers  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
 Our  God  (hall  fend  his  fpirit  down  ; 
 Kternai  iourteof  grace  divine, 
 What  foul  refrefhing  drops  are  thine  ! 
 
 2  Lands  which  beneath  a  burning  fky 
 Have  long  been  defolate  and  dry, 
 Th'  effufions  of  his  love  (hall  (hare, 
 And  fudden  iU'e  and  verdure  wear. 
 
 3  The  dews  and  rains  in  ail  their  floret 
 Watering  the  paftures  o'er  and  o'er, 
 Are  not  fo  copious,  as  that  grace, 
 Which  fenttifies  and  faves  our  race, 
 
 4  As  in  foft  fiience,  vernal  ihowers 
 Defcend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flowers 
 So  in  the  fecrecy  o!  love, 
 
 Falls  the  bleft  influence  from  above, 
 L  2 
 
li4  P'    S"    A    L    M:  3V 
 
 $   That  heavenly  influence  let  me  find, 
 In  holy  filence  of  the  mind  ; 
 Whilfl  every  grace^maintains  its  bloom, , 
 Diffufing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 
 
 6  Nor  l£t  thefe  bleflings  be  confin'd 
 To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  maskind  ; 
 Till  all  the  waftes  in  verdure  rife, 
 And  a  new  ILden  blefs  our  eyes. 
 
 RiPfON's  Colle&ion, 
 
 j^falmLXXIII.  FirftPart.  Long  Met, 
 
 Dangerous  Frofteritj. 
 
 LORD,  what  a  thougmlefs  wretch  was  I, 
 To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine ;    . 
 To  fee  the  wicked  plac'd  on  high, 
 And  pride  in  robes  of  honour  fhine 
 
 z  To  fathom  this  my  thoughts  I  bent, 
 But  found  the  cafe  too  hard  for  me  ; 
 Till  to  the  houfe  of  God  I  went, . 
 Then  1  their  end  did  plainly  fee, 
 
 j  However  high  advanc'd  they  all 
 On  flippery  places  Ioofely  Hand  ; 
 Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fail, 
 Call  down  by  thine  almighty  hand. 
 
 4  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fall  they  flee  ! 
 Juft:  like  a  dream  when  roan  awakes  j 
 Their  fongs  of  fofteff  harmony 
 Are  but  a  preface  to  their  pjagues. 
 
W  S,  A-    L.    HP'S?:-.  life. 
 
 But  ftill  thy  prefenee  me  fupplied, , 
 And  thy  right  hand  direch  my  way  ;  , 
 
 Thy  counfels,  Lord  (hall  be  my  guide, 
 To  realms  of  peace  and  end'efs  day. 
 
 Wat t  s  and  Tat  e . 
 
 $fflm  LXXIII.  Sec.  Part.  Com.Mst, 
 
 God  our  Portion, 
 
 W\  ODj  my  fuppotter  and  my  hope, 
 kJ'My  help  forever  near  ; 
 Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
 When  finking  in  defpair. 
 
 ivThy  connfels,  Lord,  flxall  guide  my  feet. 
 Thro'  this  dark  wildernefs; 
 Thy  hand-c-onducT;  me  near  thy  ..feat,.. 
 To  dwell'  before  thy  face, . 
 
 \  Were  I  in  heaven,  without,  my  God, 
 'Twouid  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
 And  whild  this  eanh  is  my  abode, 
 I  long  for  none  but  thee, 
 
 I  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke/ 
 And  fiefh  and  heart  fhould  faint  ? 
 God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock* 
 The  ftrength  of  every  faint. 
 
 )  Behold,  the  (inners  who  remove,  . 
 Far  from  thy  prefenee,  die  ; 
 Not  all.  the  idol-gods  they  love, 
 Can  fa ve  them  when  ihey  cry-,-.. 
 
no 
 
 PSALM     S. 
 
 6  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 
 Shal!  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
 My  tongue  mail  found  thy  works  abroad, 
 And  tell  the  world  my  joy. 
 
 Watts 
 
 JgJfalmLXXIV.  Ver.12— 17.  C.Mt 
 
 Divine    Providence. 
 
 PARENT  of  nature,  GOD  fupreme, 
 Thy  works  3re great  and  good  1 
 All  nature  manifests  thy  name, 
 The  fky,  the  earth,  the  flood. 
 
 2  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 
 
 The  dark,  return  of  night ; 
 Thou  haft  prepar'd  the  Tun  to  fhine,. 
 And  every  feebler  light. 
 
 3  By  thee,  each  region  of  the  earth 
 
 In  perfecl  order  ftands  ; 
 The  glowing  fouth,  the  frozen  north 
 Obey  thy  nzd  commands. 
 
 4  Thou  didft  divide  th'  Egyptian  fea,. 
 
 By  thy  refnUefs  might  ; 
 To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way. 
 And  then  fecure  their  flight* 
 
 ,5  At  thy  command,  the  folid  rock 
 Pour'd  water  trom  its  fide  ; 
 And  thou  didft  lead  thy  cbofen  flock,. 
 Thro'  Jordan's  parting  tide. 
 
g    S-   A,    L    M.    S.  117, 
 
 If  nature  owns  its  fovereign  Lord, 
 
 We  would  obey  thy.  will  ; 
 And  whilit  we  truft  thy  faithful  word, 
 
 We  ling, thy  praifes  Hill. 
 
 Watts  and  Tate  with  variation  -and.  addition* 
 
 pfelltt  LXXV.     Long  Metre., 
 
 Power  cf  Government  from  God  alone. 
 
 Applied  to  the  American  Revolution.) 
 
 rO  thee,  moft  holy  and  moll  high. 
 We  render  thanks  and  ffng  thy  praife  » 
 Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
 Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 
 
 To  bondage  doom'd,  thy  free-born  Cons 
 
 Beheld. their  foes  indignant  rife  ; 
 And  fore  opprefs'd  by  earthly  throne  s,- 
 Appeal'd  to  him  who  rules  the  fkies. 
 
 Then,  mighty  God,  with  equal  power9 
 Arofe  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace, 
 To  drive  their  legions  from  our  fhore, 
 And  fave  the  men  who  fought  thy  facee . 
 
 Let  haughty  Princes  fink  their  pride, 
 Nor  lift  fohigh  their  fcornful  head  ; 
 But  fay  their  impious  thoughts  afide, 
 And  own  the  Powers  which  God  has  made, 
 
 Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
 Nor  do  the  winds  ..promotion,  blow ; , 
 
ii8  P    S    A    L    NT    S. 
 
 But  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
 Tis  he  that  lay*  another  low. 
 
 6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth 
 Shall  raife  a  tyrant  to  the  throne  ; 
 Th*  impartial  Sov 'reign  of  the  Earth 
 Wi!!  make  the  rights  of  men  be  known. 
 
 7  His  hand  will  yet  uphold  the  juft, 
 ^nd  whilft  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
 And  lays  their  glory  in  theduft, 
 Our  lips  (hall  fmg  his  praife  aloud. 
 
 Altered  from  Wat>t« 
 
 J^felm  LXXVI..     Common  Metre. 
 
 God's  guardian  care  of  his  feofle. 
 
 1  N  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known, 
 A     His  name  in  Ifrael  great ; 
 
 In  Salem,  flood  his  faored  throne, 
 And  Sion  was  his  (eat. 
 
 2  From  Sion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
 
 And  broke  the  threatning  how  ; 
 The  fpear,  the  arrow  and  the  fword, 
 And  crufh'd  thr  Aflyrian  foe. 
 
 g  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  elfe 
 But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
 The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
 Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  tm 
 
 Vhat  power  can  ftand  beiore  thy  fight 
 
 When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
 Vhen  heaven  fhines  round  with  dreadful  light. 
 
 The  earth  lies  Mill  and  fears. 
 
 Vhen  God  by  his  own  fovereign  grace 
 
 Appears  to  fave  th5  opprefs'd  ; 
 fhe  wrath  of  man  (hall  work  his  praife 
 |  And  he'll  reftrain  the  reft. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 >falm  LXXVII.   Common  Metre. 
 
 Cam  fart  derived  from  ancient  Trirvidtncti. 
 
 [THEN  overwhelmed  with  pain  and  grief, 
 V     Beneath  thy  chafteoing  rod  ; 
 •epriv'd  of  comfort  and  relief, 
 We  look  to  thee,  our  God. 
 
 i/ilt  thou  forever  caft  us  off? 
 And  will  thy  wrath  prevail  ? 
 .aft  thou  lorgot  thy  tender  love  ? 
 And  will  thy  promiie  fail  ? 
 
 >ut  faith  forbids  this  hopelefs  thoughf, 
 And  checks  this  doubting  frame  ; 
 
 fe  know  the  works  thy  hand  has  Y.rrofr, 
 Thy  hand  is  flill  the  fame. 
 
 ongdid  the  Sons  of  Jacob  lie. 
 By  Egypt's  yoke  opprefs'd; 
 idft  thou  refufe  to  hear  their  cr^ 
 And  give  thy  people  reft  ? 
 
a'2o  P    S     A    L    M    S. 
 
 $  In  thine  own  way,  thy  chofen  fheep 
 Mud  hear  thy  mighty  call  ; 
 Muft  venture  thro'  the  parted  deep  ; 
 Befide  the  liquid  wail. 
 
 6  Strange  was  their  journey  thro'  theTea, 
 A  path  before  unknown  I 
 Terrors  attend  their  wondVous  way, 
 But  mercy  leads  them  on, 
 
 J.  Tho'  tracklefs  waves  of  ocean  hide 
 Thy  footfteps  from  our  fight; 
 WeMiiollOw  where  thy  hand  (hall  guide, 
 For  thou  wilt  lead  us  right. 
 
 Altered  from  Watti 
 
 $>talm  LXXVIII.  firft  port.  C.  Mi 
 
 Religious  Education  of  Cbildrtn. 
 
 GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  Law, 
 Devout  attention  lend  ; 
 Let  the  inftruftions  of  my  mouth, 
 Deep  in  your  hearts  defcend. 
 
 2  My  tongue  by  infpiration  taught 
 
 Shall  parables  unfold  ; 
 Dark  oracles,  but  underftood, 
 And  own'd  for  truths  of  old. 
 
 3  Which  we  from  facred  regifiers, 
 
 Of  ancient  times  have  known  t 
 And  our  forefathers  pious  care 
 To  us  hath  handed  down. 
 
PSALMS.  421 
 
 4  Let  children,  learn  the  mighty  deeds. 
 Which  God  perform'd  of  old  ;  , 
 Which  in  cur  younger  years  we  faw, 
 And  which  our  fathers  told. 
 
 .5  Our  lips ihall  teii  them  to  our  fons, 
 And  they  again  to  theirs • ; 
 That  generations,  yet  unborn 
 May  leach  tfrem  to  their  heirs. 
 
 Thus  {hall  they  learn,  in  God  alone, 
 
 Their  hope  fee urely  ffands  ; 
 That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
 
 But  praclife  his  commands. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts, 
 
 ;pfalmLXXVIIi. Scc.Part.  Com. Met, 
 
 Ver.   19.  20. 
 
 A  table  in  the  *wildernefs. 
 
 PARENT  ot  liniverfal  good, 
 We  own  thy  bounteous  hand  ; 
 Which  did  fo  rich  a  table  fpread, 
 Ev'n  in  -a  defart  land. 
 
 2  Struck  by  "thy  power,  the  flinty  rocks 
 In  guming  torrents  How  ; 
 
 The  teather'd  wanderers  of  the  air,  r 
 
 Thy  guiding  iniKnft  know. 
 
 3  From  pregnant  clouds,  at  thy  command^ 
 
 Defcends  celeftial  bread  ; 
 
 M 
 
122  PSALM    S. 
 
 And  by  light  drops  of  pearly  dew, 
 Are  numerous  armies  ted. 
 
 4  Supported  thus,  thine  Ifrael  march  c, 
 
 The  promis'd  land  to  gain  ; 
 And  (hall  thy  children  now  begin 
 To  leek  their  God  in  vain  ? 
 
 5  Are  ail  thy  flores  exhaufted  now  ? 
 
 Or  does  thy  mercy  fail  ? 
 That  faith  mould  languilh  in  our  breaft. 
 And  anxious  care  prevail  ? 
 
 €  Ye  bale  unworthy  fears,  be  gone, 
 
 And  wide  difperfe  in  air ; 
 
 Por  I  deferve  my  father's  rod, 
 
 When  I  diftruflhis  care. 
 
 DoDDRIDSE. 
 
 pfalm  LXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  devajiation  of  IVar. 
 
 EHOLD,  O  God,  how  cruel  roes 
 Our  peaceful  heritage  invade  ; 
 Their  lawlefs  tribute  they  impo.fe, 
 And  in  the  dufl  our  towns  are  laid. 
 
 To  rav'nous  birds,  our  fie (h  they  gave. 
 
 Slaughter'd  on  fields,  with  crimfondyM  ; 
 The  cheap  indulgence  or  a  grave 
 
 Is  by  inhuman  foGS-deny'd, 
 
F   SAL    M    S-  12; 
 
 £-  How  long,  O  Lord,  (hall  we  endure? 
 Wilt  thou  not  hear  the  captive's  ciy  ; 
 Refcue,  by  thine  almighty  power, 
 
 The  trembling  wretch,  eondemn'd  to  £ik. 
 
 4  Remember  not  our  former  guilt, 
 
 But  fave  us  by  thy  bound  lefs  grace  ; 
 Then  (hall  our  waftes  again  be  built, 
 And  ail  our  mouths  be  fill'd  with  praife. 
 
 Altered  from  Barlow. 
 
 pfatm  LXXX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 TBe  -vineyard  cfGcd  laid  wajte. 
 
 GREAT  Shepherd  of  thine  Ifrael, 
 Who  didfi  between  the  cherubs  dwell,. 
 And  lead  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheep 
 Safe  thro'  the  defart  and  the  deep  : 
 
 2  Thy  church  deferted  now  appears; 
 Shine  from  on  high,  difpel  our  fears ; 
 Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  leRore, 
 We  mall  be  fav'd  and  figh  no  more. 
 
 3  Hall  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand 
 A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ? 
 Did  not  thy  power  defend  it  round  ? 
 Arid  heavenly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ? 
 
 4  How  did  the  fpreading  branches  fhoct, 
 And  blefs  thy  people  with  hs  fruit  I 
 But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  fee 
 Thy  mourning  vine,  thy  lovely  tree  ! 
 
i24;  P    S    A    L    M    S.. 
 
 5  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  detac'd  ?     . 
 Why  are  its  fences  thus  laid  wafte  ? 
 Its  fruit  expos'd  befide  the  way, 
 To  each  rapacious  hand  a  prey  ! 
 
 6  Return,  O  God,  thy  face  incline,. 
 Return  and  vifit  this. thy  vine  ; 
 Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  face  difplay 
 And  grief  and  fear  fbail  fly  aways 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick. 
 
 S 
 
 f>falm  LXXXI.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Spiritual  blejfings  and  funijbmenls.. 
 
 ING  to  the  Lord,  aloud, 
 
 And  make  a  joyful  noife  : 
 God  is  our  flrength,  our  faviour  God, 
 Let  Ifrael  hear  his  voice. 
 
 i  i:  From  vile  idolatry, 
 
 Preferve  my  worfhip  clean  ; 
 I  am  the  Lord  who  fet  ihee  free 
 From  flavery  and  fin. 
 
 3  "  Stretch  thy  defires  abroad 
 
 And  I'll  fupply  them  well  ; 
 But  if  ye  will  refute  your  God, 
 If  Ifrael  will  rebel. 
 
 4  "  I'll  leave  them,  faith  the  Lord 
 
 To  their  own  lufts  a  prey  ; 
 And  let  them  run  the  dangerous  road^. 
 'Tis  their  own  chofen  way. 
 
PSALMS.  12.5 
 
 5  "  Yet,  O  that  ail  my  Saints, 
 
 Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ; 
 Soon  would  I  eafe  their  fore  complaints 
 And  make  their  hearts  rejoice. 
 
 S  "  Whilft  I  deftroy  their  foes 
 I'd  richly  feed  my  flock  ■ 
 And  they  ftiould  tafte  the  ftream  that  flows, 
 From  their  eternal  rock." 
 
 Watts. 
 
 1  pfalm  LXXXII.   Common  Metre. 
 
 Warning  to  Magljlrates. 
 
 GOD  in  the  great  aflembly  {lands 
 '  And  with  impartial  eye  ; 
 Beholds  how  rulers  ufe  their  power 
 And  does  their  actions  try. 
 
 2  Whenjuftke  reigns  and  right  prevails, . 
 The  Judge  their  virtue  loves  ; 
 
 But  when  iniquity  abounds,  . 
 Their,  deeds  he  difapproves. 
 
 3;  The  faithful  voice.of  confcience  fpeaks 
 In  filence  to  their  mind  ; 
 "'How  long  will  ye  unj u ft Iy  judge 
 And  be  to  fmners  kind  ? 
 
 4-/*  Protect  the  humble,  help  the  poor. 
 The  fatherlefs  defend  : 
 Dare  not  the  widow  to  opprefs,  . 
 And  be  the  fuffererV  friend. 
 M  2 
 
126  r    $   A    L    M    SV-. 
 
 ^  "  Remember  iho'  your  feat  is  high 
 Your  title  Gods  on  earth  ; 
 Yoar  heads  muft  in  the  grave  belaid  ■ 
 Like  men  of  humbler  birth., 
 
 6  <'  Your  public  a£ts  and  private  deed:  • 
 Will  into  judgment  come  ;  . 
 And  from  my  lips  mufl  each  receive  ,-:. 
 The  mod  impartial  doom." 
 
 7  Arife,  O  God,  thy  fa c red  truth 
 Thro'  all  the  earth  dif&lay 
 Till  every  nation  (hall  beholc 
 And  own  thy  righteous  Iway. ■•. 
 
 Altered  from-  Tate. 
 
 pMm  LXXXIII.  .  Short  Metre, 
 
 Complaint*  agahji  Perfecutors, 
 
 AND  will  the  God  or  grace 
 Perpetual  filence  keep  ? 
 When  bloody  men  more  fierce  than  wolve; 
 Devour  his  harmlefs  fneep  ? 
 
 2  A  gain  it  thy  feeble  flock 
 
 Their  counfels  they  employ  ; 
 And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye . 
 Purfues  them  to  deflroy, 
 
 3  •'•  Come  let  us  join,  they  fay, 
 
 To  extirpate  the  race  ; 
 Till  dark  oblivion  fhall  prevail, 
 Their  rcem'ry  to  efface," 
 
P'   Si  A*  L  .  M    8$  i27 
 
 Awake,  Almighty  God, 
 
 And  difappoint  their  aim, 
 vlake  them  Iike.chafFbefore  the -wind 
 
 Or-ilubbie  to  the  flame. 
 
 Then  fiaall  the  nations  know, 
 That  glorious,  faithful  word,  . 
 No  human  eounfeli  or  device  • 
 Can  Hand  agai nil  the  Lord," 
 
 Altered  from  Watts-,  ».. 
 
 PfallU  LXXXIV.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Toe  pleafure  of  public  ivorjhip. 
 
 *  RE  AT  God,  attend  while  Zion  fin<js 
 r  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings* 
 to  fpend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth  : 
 Lxceedsa  thoufand-days  of  mirth.-  . 
 
 The  fp  arrow- cbufes  where  to  reft  ! 
 \nd  tor  her  young  provides  a  neft  ; 
 3ut- will  my  God  to  iparrows  grant, 
 Fhofe  pleafures  which  his  children  want  ? 
 
 vlight  I  enjoy  the  meanefl -place 
 jpthiii  thy  houfe-,  G  God  of  grace  ; 
 ^ot  tents  of  eafe  nor  thrones  of  power- 
 >houid  tempt  me  to  defert  thy  door. 
 
 |!^od  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day 
 jods  is  our  fhield,  he  guards  our  wayy.  . 
 ?rom  all  th *  afTauhs  of  hell  and  fin, 
 Stom  foes  without  and  fees  wsthip*  - 
 
PSA    L    M    S. 
 
 5  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
 And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too  ; 
 He  gives  us  all  things,  and  witholds 
 No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 
 
 6  Bled  are  the  men,  whofe  ftedfaft  mind 
 To  Zion's  gate  is  ftill  inclin'd  ; 
 God  is  their  ffrength  and  thro*  the  road 
 They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 
 
 7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength, 
 Till  all  fhall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ;  . 
 Til)  all  before  thy  face  appear, 
 
 And  join  in  nobler  worfhip  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PfolmLXXXIV.FirftPart.  Com.Mei 
 
 Delight  in  divine  ordinances. 
 
 MY  heart  and  flem  cry  out  for  thee 
 While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
 When  (hall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
 My  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 
 
 2-  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
 And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
 Exceeds  a  thoufand  days  employ'd 
 In  fin's  voluptuous  joys. 
 
 3  Much  rathei  in  God's  heufe  would  I : 
 Themeaneft  office  take, 
 Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  fin 
 My  fplendid  dwelling  make. 
 
F    S    A    L.  M,    S.  m> 
 
 a  For  God  who  is  our  Sun  and  fhield; 
 Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
 And  no  good  thing  will  he  withold 
 From  them  who  juflly  live. 
 
 £  O  God,  whom  heavenly  hofts  obey. 
 How  highly  bleft  is  he, 
 Whofe  hope  and  truft  fecurely  plac'd  I 
 Are  ftill  repos'don  thee  ! 
 
 S  O  could  I  o'er  the  fpacious  land 
 Andfea  extend  my  fway  ; 
 For  one  bleft  hour  at  thy  right  hand 
 I'd  give  them  both  away. 
 
 Tate  andWAlTfl;, 
 
 jgtfaltttLXXXIV.  Sec.Part.  Com.  MeU 
 
 Delight  in  divine  ordinance*, 
 
 OLORD  how  worthy  of  our  love 
 Is  that  delightful  place, 
 Where  we  can  meet  to  pray  and  hear 
 Thy  word  of  truth  and  grace  ! 
 
 2  Our  longing  foul  faints  with  defire 
 To  tread  that  bleft  abode  ; 
 Our  panting  heaft  and  flefh  cry  out : 
 For  thee,  the  living  God. 
 
 g  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  flues  > 
 His  faving  power  difplays, 
 And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes,  f 
 With  kind  and, quickning  rays..         -        ? 
 
J#i  PSALM'   S3 
 
 4  The  birds  more  happy .  faf  than  we 
 
 Around  thy  temple  tHrbng  ; 
 Securely  there -the'y-  build  and  there* 
 Securely  hatch  tfieir  young. 
 
 5  Thrice  happy  they  whofe  choice  has  thee* 
 
 Their  fu re  protection  made  ! 
 Who  love  to  tread  the  f acred  ways 
 Which  to  thy  temple  lead  ! 
 
 6  Thus  they  proceed  by  various  ffeps,. 
 
 And  Hill  approach  more  near, 
 Till  all  on  Zion's  heavenly  mount 
 Before  their  God  appear. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts  with  variations 
 
 jPfatm  LXXXIV.    Hallelujah  Metre 
 
 The. pleafure  of  public  ivorjhif. 
 
 LORD  ct  the  worlds  above, 
 How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
 The  dwellings  of  thy  love 
 Thy  earthly  temples  are  ! 
 To  thine  abode,         My  heart  afpirer. 
 With  warm-defipesj  .To  fee  my  God> 
 
 2  The  fparrow  for  her  young; 
 
 Withpleafure  feeks  a  neft , 
 
 And  wanderingifwajlewsifottg- 
 
 To  find  their  wonted  refl?; 
 
 With  equal  zealj         Loftil  wolvld  wait 
 Within  thy  gamy.       Avul  rt*fth<thee  dwell 
 
:P     S     A    L    m    B.  -131 
 
 To  fpend  one  facred  day 
 
 Where  God  and  faints  abide, 
 
 Affords  diviner  joy 
 
 Than  thoufand  days  befide, 
 
 Where  God  reforts,  1  love  it  mare 
 
 To  keep  the  door,     Than  (bine  in  courts 
 
 O  happy  fouls  that  pray 
 
 Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
 
 O  happy  merithat  pay 
 
 Their  con liarrt  fer vice  there  ! 
 
 They  praife  thee  flill,     And  happy  (hey., 
 Whoiindthe  way  ToZion's  hill. 
 
 >  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftrength 
 Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
 Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
 Till  each  in-  heaven  appears. 
 
 Q  glorious  feat !         When' God  our  King 
 -Shall  thither  bring     Our  willing  feet ! 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfatm  LXXXV:   Common  Metre, 
 
 "Prayer  for  Public  Deliverance. 
 
 THY  favour,,  gracious  Lord,  difplay 
 Which  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
 And" for  thy  wonH'rous  mercy's  fake 
 Thy  heavenly  aid  afford. 
 
 S  Thine  anfwer  patiently  we'll  wait 
 For  thou  with  glad  Aiccefs, 
 
J32 
 
 P    S    A    iL    M    S. 
 
 If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn 
 Thy  mourning  faints  Wilt  blefs, 
 
 -g  Tothofe  who  fear  thy  holy. name, 
 Is  thy  falvation  near  ; 
 And  in  its  former  happy  (late 
 Our  nation  fhall  appear. 
 
 -4  For  mercy  now  with  truth  is  join'd    . 
 And  righteoufnefs  with  peace; 
 Thofe  kind  companions  ab fen t  long 
 With  friendly  arms  embrace. 
 
 5  Truth  from  the  earth  like  faireft  flowers 
 
 vShall  fpring  and  bloom  around  ; 
 And  jullice  from  her  heavenly  feat  . 
 Behold  and  blefs  the  ground. 
 
 6  The  Lord  wil|  on  our  land  beflow 
 
 Whatever  thing  is  good  ; 
 The  foil  in  plenty  (hall  produce 
 Her  fruits  to  be  our  food. 
 
 7  Before" him  righteoufnefs  fhall  go 
 
 And  his  j-uft  path  prepare  ; 
 
 Whilft  we  his  facred  fleps  purfue 
 
 With  conftant  zeal  and  care. 
 
 Milton  and  '"Tat*. 
 
 g)falm  LXXXV,     Long  Metre. 
 
 Salvation  byCbrift. 
 
 SALVATION  is  forever  nigh  . 
 The  fouls  who  fear  and  truft  the  Lord  ; 
 
PSA    L    M    S.  iS3 
 
 And  grace,  defcending  from  on  high 
 The  hope  of  glory  mall  afford. 
 
 2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met 
 SinceChrift  theLord  came  down  from  heav'n; 
 By  his  obedience  fo  complete, 
 
 Juflice  is  pleas'd  and  peace  is  given. 
 
 3  Now  truth  and  virtue  fhall  abound, 
 Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
 
 And  heavenly  influence  blefs  the  ground 
 In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 
 
 4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before 
 To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  ; 
 
 Our  wandering  feet  fhall  flray  no  more, 
 *But  mark  his  fleps  and  keep  the  road, 
 
 Watts. 
 
 $>falmLXXXVI.  Ver.8,g,io.L.Mef. 
 
 *Ihe  cnly  living  and  true  Gcd. 
 
 ETERNAL  God,  almighty  caufe 
 Of  earth  and  feasand  worlds  unknown  ; 
 All  things  are  fubjecl  to  thy  laws  ; 
 AH  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 
 
 2  Thy  glorious  being  fingly  ftands 
 Of  all  within  itfeli  poffefs'd  ; 
 ControuPd  by  none  are  thy  command^ 
 Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  art  bleft. 
 
 3  To  thee,  alone  ourfelves  we  owe  ; 
 Let  heav'n  and  earth  due  homage  nay  j 
 
 N 
 
134  PSALM    S. 
 
 All  other  Gods  we  difavow, 
 
 Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway. 
 
 4  Spread  thy  gre^t  name  thro'  heathen   lands, 
 
 Their  i-dol  Deities  dethrone  ; 
 Reduce  the  world  to  thy  command 
 And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
 
 Reformed  Liturgy. 
 
 Pfalra  LXXXVII.     Long  Metre, 
 
 The  Church  tht  birth  f  lace  of  Saints ^ 
 
 (On  opening  anew  place ot  worlhip.) 
 
 AND  wili  the  great  eternal  God 
 On  earth  eftablifh  his  abode  ? 
 And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne 
 Avow  our  temples  as  his  own  ? 
 
 2  We  bring  the  tribute  ol  our  praife, 
 And  fing  that  condefcending  grace, 
 Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear 
 And  call  us  iintul  mortals  near. 
 
 3  Our  father's  watchful  care  weblefs, 
 Which  guards  our  fynagogues  in  peace, 
 That  no  tumultuous  toes  invade, 
 
 To  fill  our  worfhippers  with  dread. 
 
 4  Thefe  walls,  we  to  thy  honour  raife, 
 Long  may  thev    echo  with  thy  praife  ; 
 And  thou  defcending  fill  the  place, 
 Wub  choiceft  tokens  oi  thy  grace. 
 
F    S    A    L    M    Sv  135 
 
 $  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign. 
 With  ail  the  graces  of  his  train  ; 
 Whilft  power  divine  his  word  attends, 
 To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  fjrie'ndfo 
 
 6  And  in  the  great  deeiftve  day, 
 When  God  the  nations  fh^ll  furvey, 
 May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
 Thoufands  were  born  to  glory  here, 
 
 pCatm  LXXXVIII.  Ver.  10.  L.Mel, 
 
 Reammation. 
 
 (Adapted  to  the  defign  of  humane  focieties.) 
 
 FROM  thee,  great  Lord  of  His  and  death, 
 Do  we  receive  our  vita!  breath  ; 
 And,  at  thy  fov'reign  call,  refign 
 That  vital  breath,  that  gilt  divine. 
 
 2  Wilt  lhou  (how  wonders  to  the  dead  ? 
 Wilt  thou  revive  the  lifelefs  head  ? 
 And  irom  the  filence  of  the  grave, 
 Wilt  thou  the  wretched  viclim  fave  ? 
 
 3  Such  wonders,  formerly  unknown, 
 Thy  providence  to  us  hath  (hown  ; 
 To  feeble  man,  thou  dofl  impart 
 The  plallic,  iiie-redeeming  art. 
 
 4  We  blefs  tbee  for  the  (kill  and  power. 
 From  death's  appearance,  to  reftore  ; 
 
136  ?    S    A    L    M    S> 
 
 This  nice  machine  of  curious  frame ; 
 And  light  again  the  vital  flame. 
 
 5  May  every  life,  by  thee  reftor'd, 
 Be  confecrated  to  the  Lord  ; 
 May  pious  love  infpire  each  breaft, 
 Which  has  thy  faving  hand  confefs'd* 
 
 6  Again  ^ncy  muft  refign  their  breath, 
 And  Cu.k  beneath  the  ftroke  of  death  ; 
 When  from  that  death  they  (hall  revive, 
 May  each  with  thee  in  glory  live. 
 
 JP&tal  LXXXVIII.  Six  Line-L.Met. 
 
 On  the  death  of  friends. 
 
 OGOD  of  my  falvation,  hear 
 My  nightly  groans,  my  daily  prayer, 
 That  fliil  employ  my  wafting  breath  ; 
 My  foul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
 Implores  thy  fovreign  power  to  fave, 
 prom  dark  defpair  and  gloomy  death, 
 
 2  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  foul, 
 And  waves  of  forrow  o'er  me  roll, 
 
 Whiifl  duff  and  filence  fpread  the  gloora  5 
 My  friends,  belov'd  in  happier  days, 
 The  dear  companions  of  my'ways, 
 Defcend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 
 
 3  As  loft  in  lonely  grief  I  tread 
 The  filent  manfioas.of.  the  dead,. 
 
PSALMS.  i31 
 
 Or  to  fome  throng'd  afTembly  go  ; 
 Thro'  all  alike,  I  rove  alone, 
 Forgotten  here,  and  there  unknown, 
 
 The  change  renews  my  piercing  woe, 
 
 4  Wilt  thou  neglect  my  mournful  call  ? 
 Or  who  Dull  profit  by  my  fail  ? 
 
 When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ; 
 Can  duft  and  darknefs  praife  the  Lord, 
 Or  wake  and  brighten  at  his  word, 
 
 To  join  the  high  angelic  choirs  ? 
 
 £  My  friends  are  gone,  my  comforts  fled, 
 The  fad  remembrance  of  the  dead 
 
 Recals  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn; 
 But  thro'  each  melancholy  day, 
 I  call  on  thee  and  frill  will  pray, 
 Imploring  ftill  thy  kind  return. 
 
 ♦Barlow. 
 
 pfalm  LXXXIX.  Firft  Part.  CM. 
 
 A  blejfed  Go/pel. 
 
 BLEST  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
 The  Gofpel's  joyful  found  ; 
 Peace  (hall  attend  the  path  they  go 
 And  light  their  Heps  furround. 
 
 2  Their  joy  {hall  bear  their  fpirits  up 
 Thro'  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
 His  promiles  exalt  their  hope 
 Nor  Satan  dares  condemn, 
 
 K    2 
 
138  PSALMS. 
 
 3  The  Lord  our  glorv  and  defence 
 Stiength  and  fdlvation  gives  ; 
 Ifiae.l,  thv  king -forever  reigns 
 Thy  God  forever  lives-. 
 
 WATTi. 
 
 praimLXXXIX.  Sec. Part.  Cm. Met. 
 
 Ibt  Covenant  of  grace. 
 
 HEAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid 
 And  made  his  mercy  known  ? 
 "  Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
 On  my  beloved  Son* 
 
 X  "  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  chofe, 
 Among  your  mortal  race  ; 
 His  head  my  holy  oil  u'ei  flows, 
 The  fpir  it  of  my  grace, 
 
 3  "  High  fiiall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 
 My  people's  betier  king  ; 
 My  arm  fiball  put  his  rivals  dovr, 
 And  full  new  fubje£ts  bring. 
 
 4.  •'  My  trmh  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way 
 With  mercy  by  his  fide  ; 
 "While  in  my  name,  thro'  earth  and  fea, 
 He  (hall  in  triumph  ride, 
 
 5  **  Me  for  his  father  and  his  God, 
 He  flial!  forever  own  ; 
 Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode. 
 And  I'll  fuppoit  my  Son, 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S*  i< 
 
 \  My  fhft-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace 
 At  my  right  hand  fhall  fit ; 
 Beneath  him,  Angels  know  their  piaee3 
 And  Princes  at  his  feet. 
 
 j  ■■  My  cov'nant  Hands  forever  fall 
 My  promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
 firmasihe  HeavnYhis  throne  fhal!  Jaft 
 His  feed  endure  as  long." 
 
 Wattc 
 
 g)£8l«t  LXXXIX.  Third  Part.  CM 
 
 tbt  Cove/tent  •/ Grace. 
 
 ••X^ET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
 X      The  children  of  my  Son, 
 Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace. 
 And  tempt  my  anger  down  ; 
 
 a  •■  Their  fins  I'll  v i fit  with  the  rod, 
 
 And  make  their  folly  fmait  ; 
 
 But  never  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
 
 Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 
 
 3  M  My  cov'nant  I  will  not  revoke. 
 
 But  keep  my  grace  in  mind-; 
 And  what  eternal  love  hath  fpoke. 
 Eternal  truth  (ball  bind. 
 
 4  "  Once  have  If  worn  (I  need  no  mcrejt 
 
 And  pledg'd  ray  holinefs  ; 
 To  feal  thefacred  promife  fure9 
 To  David  and  hU  race. 
 
1{0 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 $  "  The  Sun  (hall  fee  his  offspring  rife 
 And  fpread  from  fea  to  Tea  ; 
 Long  as  he  travels  round  the  Ikies,  N 
 To  give  the  nations  day. 
 
 6  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
 His  kingdom  fhall  endure  ; 
 TiH  the  fix'd  laws  of  (hade  and  light 
 Shall  be  obferv'd  no  more." 
 
 Watts 
 
 JP&lmLXXXIX.  Six  Line-L.  M. 
 
 Life y  Death  and  the  Refufie Ellon. 
 
 THINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  ! 
 How  few  his  hours,  how  fiiort  the  fpan 
 Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 
 Who  can  fecure  his  vital  breath, 
 Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
 With  {kill  to  fly,  or  power  to  fave  ? 
 
 2  Lord,  fliall  it  be  forever  faid, 
 
 "  The  race  of  men  was  only  made 
 
 For  ficknefs,  forrow  and  theduft  ?,* 
 Are  not  thy  fervants  day  ^iy  day 
 Sent  to  the  grave,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
 Lord,  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juft  ? 
 
 3  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
 And  all  Kis  feed,  a  heavn'ly  crown  ? 
 
 But  flefh  and  fenfe  indulge  defpair  ; 
 Forever  b'l'effed  be  the  Lord, 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S3*  ,      14* 
 
 fhat  faith  can  read  thy  holy  word, 
 And  find  a  refurre&ion  there. 
 
 forever  bleffed  He  the  Lordy 
 
 vVho  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 
 
 For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain*. 
 o-et  all  below,  and  all  above, 
 [oin  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
 
 And  each  repeat  their  loud  amett» 
 
 Watts* 
 
 HmLXXXIX.FirftPart.LOTjMr/. 
 
 the  Covenant  of  Grace.. 
 
 'OREVER  (hall  my  fong  record 
 
 The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
 vlercy  and  truth  forever  Hand 
 „.tke  heav'n  eftablifh'd  by  his  hand. 
 
 rhus  to  his  Son,  he  fwore,  and  faid,: 
 1  With  thee  my  covenant  is  made  ;. 
 n  thee  (hall- dying  Tinners  live, 
 jhry  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 
 
 '  Be  thou  my  prophet,  thou  my  prieft9 
 Fhy  children  fhall  be  ever  cleft  ; 
 Fhou  art  my  chofen  king,  thy  throijie 
 Shall  ftand  eternal,  as  my  own, 
 
 c  There's  none  of  all  my  faints  above. 
 So  much  my  image  or  my  love, 
 ^eleftial  powers  thy  fubje&s  are  ; 
 Fhen  what  can  earth  with  thee  compare  ?- 
 
I4*     ,  PSALMS; 
 
 5  M  David  my  fervant,  whom  I  chofe, 
 To  guard  my  flock  to  crufh  my  foes, 
 And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewiih  throne 
 Was  but  the  (hadcw  oi  my  Son*" 
 
 6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  fing 
 Jefus  her  Saviour  arid  bcr  king  j 
 Ang?b  his  heavenly  honours  (how, 
 And  Saints  declare  hi*  works  below, 
 
 Watv 
 
 pCaim  LXXXIX.  Sec.Part.  L.  Ml 
 
 Divine  Sovereignty  and  fubllc  ivcr/hif. 
 
 WHATferaphof  celefiial  birth 
 To  vie  with  Uriel's  God(hal!  dare  J 
 Or  who  among  the  Tons  of  earth, 
 Can  with  the  mighty  God  compare  r1 
 
 2  Lord  God  of  armies  who  can  boail 
 0\  fttength  and  powerlike  thine  renown'* 
 Of  fuch  a  num'rous  faithful  hofl, 
 As  that  which  does  thy  throne  furround  ? 
 
 3  Thou  doft  the  raging  Tea   controul 
 And  change  the  fur  face  of  the  deep  ; 
 Thou  rnak'ft  the  deeping  hill  <ws  roll, 
 Thou  mak'ft  the  rolling  billows  fleep  1 
 
 4  In  thee,  the  fov'relgn  right  remains 
 Of  earth  and  heaven  ;  thee,  Lord,  alone*. 
 
 The  woild  and  all  that  ir  contains 
 Their  maker  and  preserver  own. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  f<@ 
 
 gHappy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 
 The  {acred  trumpet's  joyful  found  ; 
 And  who  among  thy  faints  appear 
 With  thy  moil  glorious  prefence  crown'd, 
 
 A  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread 
 Thy  faints  will  to  thy  temple  prefs  ; 
 Thy  fear  thro'  all  their  hearts  (hall  fprcad 
 Who  thy  molt  holy  name  conlefs. 
 
 pfelm  xc. 
 
 God's  eternity 
 
 j>EFOREthe  hill 
 
 LJ  Or  earth  receiv 
 
 From  everldfting, 
 
 Common  Metre. 
 
 and  Man's  mortality, 
 
 %  in  order  flood, 
 'd  her  frame  ; 
 thou  art  Go  D, 
 
 To  endlefs  years  the  fame. 
 
 Thy  word  commands  our  flefh  to  duft, 
 •*. Return,  yefons  of  men  ;'• 
 
 AH  nations  role  from  earth  at  Eift, 
 And  turn  to  earth  again. 
 
 3  A  thoufand  acres  in  thy  fight 
 
 Are  like  an  evening,  gone  ; 
 Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
 Before  the  rifing  Sun. 
 
 4  Time,  like  an  ever-running  ftream 
 
 Bears  all  it*  fons  away  ; 
 They  fiy  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
 Dies  at  the  opening  day. 
 
»A  PSALMS. 
 
 £  'Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 
 To  threefcore  years  and  ten  ; 
 And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
 ts  forrow,  toil  and  pain. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  learn  the  heav'nly  art 
 T'improve  the  hours  we  have  ; 
 That  we  may  aft  the  wifer  part, 
 And  live  beyond  the  grave. 
 
 WATfJ 
 
 T 
 
 Pfalm  XC.         Long  Metre. 
 
 Divine  protection  thro'  every  age. 
 
 ^HOU,  X,ord,  thro' every  changing  fcene, 
 Haft  to  thy  faints  a  refuge  been  ! 
 Thro'  every  age,  eternal  GoD, 
 Their  pleating  home,  their  fafe  abode  i 
 
 2  In  thee  our  lathers  fought  their  reft, 
 And  were  with  thy  protection  blefl  ; 
 Tho'  in  the  (hade  of  death  they  lie, 
 They'll  rife  and  dwell  above  the  fky. 
 
 3  Behold  their  fons,  a  feeble  race  ! 
 We  come  to  fill  our  fathers'  place  ! 
 Our  helplefs  ftate  with  pity  view, 
 And  let  us  fhare  their  refuge  too. 
 
 4  Thro'  all  the  thorny  paths  we  tread, 
 Ere  we  are  number'd  with  the  dea^ 
 When  friends  defert,  and  foes  invacn-, 
 Be  thou   our  all  fufficient  aid. 
 
PSALMS.  Hz 
 
 So  when  this  pilgrimage  is  o'er, 
 AtMifc-we  mull  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ; 
 To  thee,  great  God,  may  we  afcend 
 And  find  an  everlafting  friend. 
 
 To  thee  our  infant  race  we'll  lea**, 
 Them,  may  their  father's  God  receive  ; 
 That  voices  yet  unform'd  may  raife 
 Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praife 
 
 Doddridge' 
 
 Pfalm  XC.       Short  Metre, 
 
 The  Jbsrtnfs  of 'life \ 
 
 ORD  what*,  feeble  piece, 
 ^  Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
 Our  lire,  how    poor  a  trifle  'tis 
 That  fcarce  deferves  the  name  I 
 
 Alas,  the  brittle  clav, 
 That  built  our  body  firft  ! 
 i  And  every  month,  and  every  day^ 
 Tis    mould'iicg  back  to  dull  ! 
 
 Then,  if  cur  days  rttuft  flv, 
 We'll  keep  their  end  in  light  ; 
 We'll  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way-, 
 And  let  them  fpeed  their  flight. 
 
 They'll  fooner  waft  us  o'er 
 Thi^life's  tempeftuou*  fea  ; 
 Then  Will  we  reach  the  peaceful  (hore 
 Of  bleft  eternity; 
 
 VFa 
 
 O. 
 
■  M6  PSALMS. 
 
 Pfalttl  XCI.     Common   Ms/re. 
 
 Di-jine  Protecikn,  Rtfignailon  ar.d  Gratitude. 
 
 WHLN  I  lurvey   life's  varied  fcene, 
 Amidft  the  darkeft  hours ; 
 Bright  rays  of  comfort  fhine between, 
 And  thorns  are  mix'd  with  flowers. 
 
 2  This  thought  can  all  my  fears  controui, 
 
 And  bid  my  forrows  fly  ;- 
 No  haim  c«m  ever  reach  my  foul, 
 Bentath  my  Father's  eye. 
 
 3  Whate'er  thy  facted  will  ordains, 
 
 O  give  rne  ftrength  to  bear  ; 
 And  let  me  know,  my  father  reigns, 
 And  truft  his  tender  care. 
 
 4  If  pain  and  ficknefs  rend  this  frame 
 
 And  life  a! mod  depart  ; 
 Is  not  thy  mercy  ftill  the  fame, 
 To  cheat-  rrty  drooping  heart  ? 
 
 5  Is  blooming  health  my  happy  fliare  ? 
 
 O  m^y  I  blefs  my  God  ; 
 Thy  goodnefs  Jet  my  fong  declare, 
 And  (piead  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 C  While  fuch  delight lul  gifts  as  thefe 
 Ate  kindly  dealt  to  me  ; 
 Be  all  my  hours  of  health  and  eafe- 
 Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 
 
 1  It  cares  and  forrows  me  furrfiunn*. 
 Their  power  why  (hould  I  lear  f 
 
PSALMS.  il7 
 
 Hy  inward  peace.tbey  cannot  wound, 
 If  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 
 
 "ny  fovVeign  ways  are  all  unknown 
 
 To  my  weak,. erring  Fight  ; 
 tei  let  my  foul,  adoring,  own 
 
 That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 
 
 Mrs.  Steels, 
 
 pfattn  XC II.      Long  Metre. 
 
 For  the  Lord's  daj  , 
 
 VELCOME,  thou  dav  M  facred  reft  ! 
 No  mortal   cares  (hall  fill  my  bread, 
 0  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
 Like  David's  harp  of  folemn  found. 
 
 \My  heart  (hall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
 And  blefs  his  works  and  blefs  his  word  ; 
 Thy  works  of  grace  how  blight  they  mine! 
 How  deep  thy  counfels,  how  divine  ! 
 
 Fools  never  raife  their  tho'ts  fo  high, 
 Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  die  1 
 Likegrafs  they  flourish  'till  thy  breath. 
 Command  them  to  the  (hade  of  death. 
 
 But  I  {hall  {hare  a  glorious  part, 
 When  grace  hath  purify 'd  my  heart, 
 .And  frelh  fupplies  of  joy  are  fhed 
 Like  holy  oil  to  chear  my  head. 
 
*i$  PSA    L    M    $. 
 
 $  Sin,  mv  worft  enemy  before, 
 
 Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no. more  j. 
 My  inward  foes  fhall  all  be  fiain, 
 Nor  Satan  b/eak  my  peace  again. 
 
 C  Then  Rial  I  I  fee,  and  h°ar,  and  know* 
 AH  I  defied  or  wifli'd-below  ; 
 
 And  tfvery  power  find  fui!  employ 
 In  lhat  eternal  world  of  joy. 
 
 WatT«. 
 
 T 
 
 P&fot    XCiiL    Long  Metre. 
 
 Divine  Sovereignty  and  Holintfi. 
 
 ME  Lotd,  the  God  pi  gloiy  :eignst. 
 In  robes  of  rpajefty  array  d  ; 
 
 The  earth's  foundations  he  fuftains, 
 A.nd  rules  the  world  iiis  hand  hath  made* 
 
 £  Ere  rolling  feas  began  to  move, 
 Or  the  blue  heay'ns  were  fl/e:ch'd  abroad 
 
 i   Thy  facred  throne  was  fix.'d  above, 
 Erom  eveilailing  thou  art  God. 
 
 3  The  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice 
 
 *    And  tofs  their  troubled  waves  en  high  ; 
 But  God  above  can  ftili  the  mile, 
 And  make  the  angry  fea  comply. 
 
 4  Thy  righteous  laws,  O  Lord;  are  fure, 
 
 And  thofe  who  in  thy  prefence  dwell, 
 
 Tnat  happy  ftation  to  fecme, 
 
 Mull  Hill  in  holinefs  excel!. 
 
 Tate  and  StseL; 
 
PSA    L    M    S.  249 
 
 Jfalm  XCIII.     Particular  Metre. 
 
 Di-vlne  fower^  the  Church"' s  fafety. 
 
 THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
 I       And  royal  ftate  maintains  ; 
 lis  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ; 
 Array 'din  robes  of  light, 
 Begirt  with  fov'reign  might, 
 \nd  rays  of  majefly  around. 
 
 I  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
 
 The  world  fecurely  (lands, 
 f  \nd  fkies  and  liars  obey  thy  word  % 
 
 Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 
 
 Before  the  flarry  fky  ; 
 £ternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 
 
 In  vain  the  noify  crowd, 
 Like    billows  fierce  and  loud, 
 Againfl  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 
 In  vain  with  angry  fpl^e, 
 The  fuily  nations  fight, 
 
 1  And  dafh  like  waves  againft  the  fijore= 
 
 ■ 
 Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 
 And  all  their  powers  engage, 
 .  Let  fweliing  tides  aflault  the  fky  ; 
 The  terrors  of  thy  frown, 
 Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  ; 
 Thy  throne  forever  (lands  on  high. 
 
 Thy  promifes  are  true, 
 Thv  grace  is  ever  new  \ 
 O    2 
 
ijo  PSALM     S. 
 
 There  fix-'d,  thy  Church  fiiall  ne'er  rerno\ 
 
 Thy  faints  with  holy  tear, 
 
 Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
 And  fing  thine  everlafling  love. 
 
 Watt: 
 
 pfclm  XCIV.    Common  Metre.  , 
 
 Agalnji  ivieked  Rulers. 
 
 HOW  long  O  Lord,  (hall  wicked  men 
 In  fpiended  tiiumph  ride  ! 
 How  long  (hai!  haughty  tyrants  reign, 
 By  violence  and  pride  ! 
 
 2  They  fay, "  the  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears  ;' 
 
 When  will  the  fools  be  wife  ? 
 Can  he  be  deaf  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
 Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 
 
 3  He  knows  their  impious  tho'ts  are  vain, 
 
 And  they  (hall  feel  his  power ; 
 His  wr#h  ihall  pierce  their  fouls  with  pairi 
 In  fome  diflrefFrng  hour. 
 
 4  Powers  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
 
 And  hame  pernicious  laws  ; 
 But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  ikies, 
 He  will  delend  my  caufe. 
 
 £  When  multitudes  of  mournful  tho'is 
 Within  my  bofom  roll, 
 Thy  grace  which  pardons  all  ray  fault* 
 Shall  chear  my  droopi-g  foul. 
 
F    S    A,    L.    Ml    Si- 
 
 £  Bleft  is  the  man,  thy  hands  chaflife 
 And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
 Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife* 
 When  they  forget  thy  law. 
 
 *   For  God  will  not  eaft  off  his  faints 
 .  Nor  his  own  promife  break. ; 
 He  pardons  his  inheritance, 
 For  his  own  mercy's  fake. 
 
 WATT3. 
 
 pfalm  XCV.    Common  Metre, 
 
 Before  Prayer, 
 
 SING  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name,..  . 
 And  in  his  frrength  rejoice  ; 
 -    When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
 Exalted  be  our  voice.. 
 
 2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  throne: 
 And  pialms  of  honour  fmg  ; 
 The  great  Jehovah  reigns  alone,. 
 The  whole  creation's  king. 
 
 g  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know 
 How  mean  their  natures  feem  ; 
 Thofe  gods  on  high  and  gods  below,, 
 Whea.  once  compar'd  with  him. 
 
 Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep- 
 Lies  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
 
 He  fix'd  the  Teas  what  bounds  to  kee.p> 
 Arid  where  the  hills  mull  Hand. 
 
jt£l  PSALM    S. 
 
 5  Come  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 
 
 Come  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
 O  may  the  creatures  of  his~power 
 Be  children  of  his  grace. 
 
 6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear 
 
 And  waits  for  our  requeft ; 
 Come  led  he  roufe  his  vrath  and  fwear 
 44  Ye  (hall  not  fee  my  reft." 
 
 ,  WaTTS. 
 
 Jgtfalm  XCV.    Firft  Part.  Long  Met, 
 
 Public  ivor/hip. 
 
 OCOME  loud  anthems  let  us  fing, 
 Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  king; 
 For  we  o«r  voices  high  mould  raife, 
 When  our  falvation's  rock  we  praife. 
 
 2  Into  his  prefence  let  us   halle, 
 
 To  thank  him  for  his  favours  paft  ; 
 To  him  addrefs,  in  joyful  fongs, 
 The  praife  that  to  his  name  belongs. 
 
 3  For  God,  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  ftate. 
 Is  with  unrivall'd  glory  great ; 
 
 A  king  fuperior  far  to  all, 
 Whom  by  the  title  Gods,  we  calf. 
 
 4  The  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand, 
 Her  fecret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 
 The  ftrengthof  hills  that  threat  the  Ikies 
 Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 
 
p  s  a  l  m  m     -    *m 
 
 5  The  rolling  Ocean's  vafi  abyfs 
 
 By  the  fame  fov'reign  ri^ht  is  his  ; 
 'Tis  mov'd  by  that  almighty  hand, 
 Which  lorm'd  and  fix'd  the  folid  land*. 
 
 6  O  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
 And  bow  with  adoration  there  ! 
 Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all; 
 Before  the  Lord  our  maker  iall.., 
 
 i>[?Jm  XCV.  Sec.  Part.  Long  Mat,, 
 
 Canaan  left,  thro'  unbelief. 
 
 COME  let  nui  fouis  addrefs  the  Lord, 
 Who  iiddi'd  our  natures  by  his  word  % 
 He  is  cur  (hepherd,  we  the  (heep 
 Ills  mercy  chofe,  his  paftur.es  keep,. 
 
 *  Come  let  us  he3r  his  voice  to  day,. 
 The  counfets'b!  his  !c\e  rh.ey; 
 Ivor  let  '-,'»r  -barc'ned  br&aft's  proytife 
 
 Like.     >       re*  avenging  tt$i>0i .   '    ....  • 
 
 g  Ifrael  th?  -  f  grace, 
 
 Ye;  tempt  their  Maker- to  his  face  ; 
 A  faithlefs  unbelieving  brood,  , 
 That  tir'd  the  patience^of  their  God. 
 
 £  Thus  faith  the  Lord,-*1  how  falfe  they  prov-£& 
 Forget  my  power,  abufe  my  love  ! 
 Since  they  defpi(e  my  reft,  I  fwear, 
 Their  feet  (hall  never  enter  there,'*' 
 
i£4  PSALMS. 
 
 5  Look  back,  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
 And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels,  dead  j 
 Attend  the  offer 'd  grace  to  day, 
 Nor  loie  the  bleffirtg  by  delay. 
 
 fc  Seize  the  kind  prornife,  while  it  wail*, 
 And  march  to  Zion's  heavenly  gates ; 
 Believe  and  take  the  promis'd  red, 
 Obey  and  be  forever  bled. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 piailXl  XCV.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Fejbre  ajtrtnon. 
 
 COME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
 And  hymns  of  glory  fmg  ; 
 Jehovah  is  the  fov'reign  God, 
 The  univerfal  king. 
 
 2  He  forni'd  the  deeps  unknown, 
 
 He  gave  the  (eas  their  bound  ; 
 The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
 And  all  the  folid  ground. 
 
 3  Come,  worfhipat  his  throne, 
 
 Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
 We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
 He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 
 
 ^  To  day  attend  his  voice, 
 
 Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
 Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
 And  own  your  gracious  God. 
 
?    S    A    L    M    S.  i53 
 
 «But  if  your  ears  refufe, 
 
 The  language  of  his  grace  ; 
 And  hearts  grow  hard  like  ftubborn  Jews,  . 
 
 That  unbelieving  race. 
 
 *  The  Lord  in  anger  dreft, 
 
 Will  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
 You,  who  defpis'd  my  promis'd  reft 
 Shall  have  no  portion  here.  Watts, 
 
 Malm  XCVL     Particular  Metre. 
 
 Univerfal  Praife^ 
 
 LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife 
 .  To  fing  a  lofty  pfalm  of  praife  ; 
 
 And  blefs  the^reat  Jehovah's  name  5  : 
 His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
 His  wonders  to  the  nations  (how, 
 
 And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim, 
 I  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  praife  be  great, 
 Who  fits  on  high  enthroned  in  ftater 
 
 To  him  alone  let  praife  be  giv'n  ; 
 Thofe  Gods  the  heathen  world  adore, 
 In  vain  pretend  to  fov'reign  power, 
 
 He  only  rules  who  made  the  heav'n. 
 He  fram'd  the  globe,   he  fpread  the  {ky^ 
 And  all  the  fiiining  worlds  on  high, 
 
 He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  ; 
 His  beams  are  majefty  and  light, 
 His  glories  how  divinely  bright  I 
 
 His  temple  how  divinely  fair  1 
 Let  heaven  be  glad,  let  earth  rejoice, 
 Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 
 
 Proclaiming  loud  "  Jehgyah  reigns  j?9 
 
't$6  P     S     A     L ■    M     S. 
 
 For  joy  let  ferule  valleys . /irf^7 
 And  tuneful  groves  their. tribute  bring, 
 
 To  him  whofe  power  the  word  faftains. 
 5   Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour/ 
 When  earth  ilia!!  own  his  fov'reign  pow'r* 
 
 And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name  ;. 
 Then  {hall  the  univerfe  confefc, 
 The  beauty  of  his  holirififs, 
 
 And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 
 
 Tatk  and  Watt^,  united  and  varied 
 
 ipfaim  XCVII.         Long  Mette 
 
 Grace  and  Glory, 
 
 TH'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high, 
 O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fky  ; 
 Let  the  whole  earth  in  fongs  rejoice' 
 And  hoils  celefiial  join  their  voice. 
 
 2  Deep  sr^  his  counfels  and  unknown, 
 But  grace  and  truth  fupport  his  throne  ; 
 Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  feet  furround, 
 Juflice  is  their  eternal  ground. 
 
 3  Ye,  who  confefs  his  holy  name,  . 
 Hate  every  woik  of  fin  and  fhame  ; 
 He  guards  the  fouls  of  all- his  friends 
 And  from  the  mares  of  hell  defends. 
 
 4  Immortal  light  and  joy*  unknown 
 Are  for  the  faints  in  darknefs  fown, 
 Thofe  glorious  feeds  (hall  fpring  and  rife 
 And  the  bright  hai  veil  blefs  our  eyes.- 
 
 £  Rejoice  ye  righteous  and  record 
 The  facied  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 
 None  but  the  fouls  who  tafte  his  grace 
 Can  tiiumph  in  his  holinefs.  Watts 
 
F    S    A    L    M    S,  157 
 
 lefaUtt  XCyill.  Com.  Metre. 
 
 Blejings  of  the  Mejfiah's  kingdom 
 
 rO  our  almighty  maker,  God, 
 New  honours  be-addrefs'd  ; 
 i    His  great -falv-ation  {hines  abroad,  : 
 
 -  Aud  makes  ihe  nations  blefs'd, 
 
 J  He  fpake  the  wort!  to  Abr'ham  fit  ft, 
 His  truth  futfils  his  grace  ; 
 The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  tru&? 
 And  learn  his  iighteoufnefs. 
 
 }  joy  to  the'wotia  !  the  Lord  is  -come. 
 Lei  earth  receive  her  king  ; 
 -Let  every  heart  piepdte  him  roorn^ 
 And  heaven  and  nature  hag. 
 
 £  .Joy  to  the  world  !  her  favour  reigns, 
 Let  men  their  fongs  employ  ; 
 While  lands  and  fcas,  rock>,  hills  and  plains 
 Repeat  the  founding  joy, 
 
 5  No  more  let  fin  and  (en  row  grow 
 Nor  violence  abound  ; 
 He  comes  to  make  hisblefTiogs  Sow, 
 Wherever  man  is  found. 
 
 §  He  rules  the  world  with  iighteoufnefs 
 And  makes  the  nations  prove. 
 The  bletTiOgs  of  his  tru:h  and  J,'^ce? 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
 Watts*1 
 
 P 
 
158  PSALM    S. 
 
 Pfalm  XCIX.  Short  Metre. 
 
 A  holy  God  lucrfalp^d <w'itb  Reverence. 
 
 THE  God,  Jehovah  reigns, 
 Let  all  the  nations  lear  ; 
 Let/inneis  tremble  at  his  throne, 
 And  fairrtt  be  humble  there. 
 
 2>       Exalt  the  Lord,  our  God  ! 
 And  woifhip  at  his  feet  ; 
 His  nature  is  all  foolinefs, 
 And  mercy  is  his  feat. 
 
 3  When  Ifrae!  was  his   Church, 
 When  Aaron  was  his  pried, 
 
 When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel    pray' 
 He  gave  his  people  reft. 
 
 4  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 
 Nor  would  deitroy  their  race  ; 
 
 And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
 When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 
 
 5  Exalt  the, Lord  our  God, 
 Whofe  grace  is  flill  the  fame  ; 
 
 Still  he's  a  G  >d  ot  holinefs 
 And.jealous  for  his  name. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 JPfallU  C.     Long  Metre. 
 
 .Pralfs  to.  cur  Crentcr. 
 
 EFQRE  Jehovah'*  awlul  throne, 
 Ye  rj»;;ons,  bow  with  (acred joy; 
 
PSALMS.  139 
 
 Know,  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 
 He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy, 
 
 i  His  fov  ieign  power  with  out  oar  aid, 
 Made  us  at  clay  and  iorm'd  us  men  ; 
 And  when  like  wand'ring  flieep  we  firay'd 
 He  bm't  us  to  his  fold  again. 
 
 3  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
 Our  fouls  and  dif  our  mortal  frame  ; 
 What  lading  honours  (hall  we  rear, 
 Al mighty  maker,  to  thy  name  ! 
 
 4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful' fongs, 
 High  as  the  heav'n  our  voices  raile  ; 
 
 And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
 Shall  fill  thy  courts  with. founding .  praife. 
 
 5  Thou  Lord  art  good,  thou.  Lord  art  kind  ;. 
 Gieat  is  thy  grace,  thy  mercy  fure  ; 
 And  tlk?  whole  race  of  men  fhali  find 
 Thy  truth  from  age  to  age  endure, 
 
 6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
 Vaft  as  eternity  thy  love  : 
 
 Firm  as  a  rock,  thy  truth  (ball  fland, 
 When  rolling  years  (hall  ceafe  to  move. 
 
 Watt?, 
 
 o 
 
 P.feltn  CI.    Common   Metre, 
 
 A  ff aim  for.  the  Maficr  of a  family. 
 
 F  juftice  and  o*  grace  I  fing, 
 And  pay  to  God  my  vows ; 
 
*&*  fr  ff    A-    L    M 
 
 TKygres^Brtdjuftlce  ■,  king, 
 
 leach  me  to  mie  my  houfe. 
 
 £  Now  to  my  tent  O  God,  repair, 
 And  make  thy  fervant  wife; 
 $1  .fcffer  nothing  near  me  there,' 
 That  mall  oifei)^  thine  ey.es. 
 
 3    I  he  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong 
 ^  By  falflfood  or  by  force  ; 
 The  fcorniu!  eye,  the  fjmd'rous  tongue, 
 I'lj  drive  them  from  my  doors. 
 
 epure,  the  faithful  and  Efaejdl; 
 My  favour  mail  enjoy  ; 
 
 feare  the  friends  that'l  will  truft, 
 'I  he  feivants  I'fi  employ. 
 
 5  The  Wretch  th«  Sals  in  fly  deceit, 
 Til  not  endure  a  nigjit  • 
 The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
 And  ban i In  frcm  my  fitfht. 
 
 **  Ti!  purge  my  family  around,  . 
 And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
 So  fhall  my  houfe  be  ever  found, 
 A  dwelling  in  for  thee. 
 
 Watts; 
 
 P&lmCIl.  FirftPart,  Common  Met. 
 
 Prayer  beard,  and  Ziort  r^/lyred. 
 
 Er  Eton  and  her  fort$  rejoice,' 
 
 Behold  ;he  pjron  ...»  \ 
 
 i 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S-  161 
 
 Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice, 
 And  wi|l  exalt  his  power. 
 
 Her  duft  and  ruins  that  remain, 
 
 Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
 Thofe  ruins  (hail  be  built  again, 
 
 And  all  that  duft  (Hall  rife. 
 
 j  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalem, 
 And  (land  in  glory  there  ; 
 Nations  (hall  bow  and  own  his  name, 
 And  worlhip  in  his  fear. 
 
 ^  He  fits  a  fov 'reign  on  his  throne, 
 With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
 He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan. 
 And  fees  their  wants  arife. 
 
 5  He  frees  the. fouls  condemn'd  to  death 
 And  when  his  faints  complain  ; 
 
 It  can't  he  faid  they  {"pent  their  breath, 
 Or  fhed  their  tears  in  vain. 
 
 6  This  lhall  he  known  when  we  are  dead, 
 
 And  left  on  long  record, 
 That  ages  yet  unborn  mav  read 
 And  learn  to  trail  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PfaltU  Cll.Sec.  YdiXt.CommonMftre 
 
 The  unchar.geabhnefs  of  Cod. 
 
 THOU,  Lord,  hall  earth's  foundation  laid, 
 The  heav'ns  a  glorious  frame, 
 P   2 
 
i6a 
 
 P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 %y  thine  almighty  hand  were  fprcad,. 
 And  fpeak  their  maker's  name* 
 
 2  Their  filming  glories  all  fhall  fade, 
 By  thy  controuling  power  ; 
 Chang'd  like  a  velVure  when  decay 'd  5 
 But  ihou  fhalt  full  endure. 
 
 .3  Thy  bright  perieclions,  all  divine, 
 Eternal- as  thy  days  ; 
 Thto'  everlafiing  ages  thine, 
 Wuh  undiminifh'd  ray.s. 
 
 4  Thy  fervant's  children,  flill  thy  care; 
 Shall  own  their  lather's  God  ; 
 To  laieil  times  thy  favour  [hare, 
 And  fpread  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 J2fa!m  CII.  Ver.  24-27.  Long  .Met, 
 
 Compared  with  Hebrews,  i.  8  — 12.  xiii,  8, 
 
 The  mortality  ef  man,  and  the  eternity  cfChrtJl. 
 
 IT  is  the  Lord,  our  maker's  h<md 
 Weakens  our  ftiength  amidfl  the  race  ; 
 Difeafo  and  death,  at  his  command, 
 Arrefl  us  and  cut  fhort  our  daySk 
 
 2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
 Norlet  our  fun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
 Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
 And  lEuHihy  people  die  fo  fccn  ? 
 
F    3    A    L    M    Sv  1% 
 
 yitt  in  the  midft  of  death  and  grief, 
 This  tho't  our  ibrrow  {ball  afTuage  ^ 
 !>ur  Father  and  oui  Saviour  live, 
 Shrift.  i»  the  fame  thro'  ev'ry  age. 
 
 /Twas  he  this  -earth's  foundation  laid* 
 Heav'n  is  the  building  -of  his  hand  ; 
 This  earttagrows  old,  thefe  heavens  {hall  fade> 
 And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  Command, 
 
 ■r  The  ftarry  curtains  of  the  fkv 
 I  Like  garments  (hali  be  laid  affile  ; 
 
 But  {till  thy  throne  {lands  firm  and  high,. 
 
 Thy  church  forever  moil  abide. 
 
 ^Before  thy  face,  thy  church  {hall  live,. 
 :    And  on  thy  throne  thy  childien  reign  j 
 I   This  dying  world  mail  they  furvive 
 And  the  dead  Lints  be  rais'd  again. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 g>Mm  CIIL    Firft  Part.   Long  Met 
 
 Praife.  to   God  for  bis  gozdnefs. 
 
 BLESS,  O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 
 Call' home  thy  tho'ts  that  rove  abroad  ;. 
 ■  Let  all  the  powers,  within  me  join, 
 In  work  and  worfhip  to  divine.. 
 
 2  Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace, 
 His  favours  claim    thy  higheft  praife  5. 
 Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wro't, 
 Be  loft  in  filence  and  forgot. 
 
t64  PSALM    S. 
 
 2  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heais, 
 And  cures  the  poins  that  naiure  feels  ; 
 Redeems  the  fjul  from  fftiilt,  and  faves, 
 Our  wafting  liie  from  thi earning  graves* 
 
 4  O-jr  youth  decay M,  his  power  repairs, 
 His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years ; 
 He  fatibfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
 And  fills  our  fouls  with  heavenly  food. 
 
 £  He  fees  the  onpreffrr  and  the  oppreft, 
 And  ohen  gives  the  fuflerers  reft  ; 
 But  will  hi&  juftice  more  difplav 
 In  the  lad,  great  decifiveday. 
 
 6  His  power  he  fliow'd  by  Mo/es'  hands, 
 And  gave  to  Ifradim  commands  ; 
 But  made  his  truth  and  mercy  known, 
 To  all  the  nations  by  his  son. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Pfahlt  CHI.    Sec.  Part,   Short  Met. 
 
 Divine  mercy  in  the  midji  of  judgment . 
 
 MY  foul,  repeat  his  jpraife, 
 Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  ; 
 Whole  anger  is  fo  flow  to  rife, 
 So  \  early  to  abate. 
 
 %  God  will  not  always  chide, 
 
 And  when  his  wrath  is  felt; 
 His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes, 
 And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
 
» 
 
 P-  S    A    L    m    s  m 
 
 gh  as  the  heavens  are  rais'd, 
 Above  the  ground  we  tread  ; 
 (O  tar  the  niches  o^  hi?  grace 
 Oar  hlgheft  iho'is  exceed., 
 
 -lis  gfaee  fub^aes  oar  fini ; 
 
 And  his  forgiving  love  ; 
 ar*ss  the  Cdti  is  From  the  woft^ 
 
 Both  all  our  guilt  remove* 
 
 The  pity  of  the  Lord 
 
 To  iliofe  who  fear  his  name^, 
 s  pick"  as  tender  parents  feel  j 
 
 He  knows  ourfeeble  frame*. 
 
 3ur  days  are  as  ilfc  graiV, 
 
 Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 
 A^hen  blading  winds  fpread  o'er  the  field 
 
 It  withers  in  an  hour. 
 
 Jut  thy  comy-iflion,  Lord, 
 
 Thro'  ages  fhall  endure  ; 
 hnd  children's  children  ever  find 
 
 Thy  words. of  promife  Cure* 
 
 V/AT?8« 
 
 JCalm  CIII.  Third  Part.  C,  M, 
 
 Ged't.ttr.d?r  regard  to  Mmm  %veahmfs, 
 ORD,  we  thy  wond'rous  power  proclaim^ 
 ,J     And  make  that  power  our  truil; 
 iVVhicl^raivs'd  at  fi^fl  this  curious  frame.j 
 From  mean -and  lifekfs.duib 
 
m  PSALMS-. 
 
 s  &/  duft  fupported  dill  it  {lands, 
 Prepar'd  in  various  forms  ; 
 And  wro'tby  thy  creating  hands, 
 To  nourifh  mortal  worms. 
 
 3  A  while  thefe  frail  machines  endure  ;- 
 
 Tne  fabric  of  a  day  ! 
 Then  iofe  their  animating  power  ; 
 And  moulder  back,  to  c\dy. 
 
 4  Yet  frail  and  feeble  as  we  are 
 
 This  tho't  is  our  repofe  ; 
 That  he  who  fiiTt  our  frame  did  rear,, 
 Its  various  weakness  knows, 
 
 £  He  views  us  with  a  piiying  eye, 
 
 While  fouggling  with  our  lead  i 
 };i  pains  and  dangers  he  is  nigh, 
 Oar  fa i her  3nd  our  God. 
 
 6  Gently  fupported  by  bis  h\e,     • 
 We  tend  to  realms  of  peace  , 
 Where  every  pain  fhall  iar  remove,. 
 And  every  frailty  ceafe, 
 
 E'ODDRIIX 
 
 puiim  Clli.  Fourth  Part.  Com.  M 
 
 Avgelk  Pr.ii/e. 
 
 rT^HOU,Lord  in  heav'n  had  plac'd  thy  thl 
 JL       Thy  kingdom  wide  extends  ; 
 Thy  vaft  dominion  fiiajl  he  known,. 
 To  earth's  remote il  end.-, 
 
T    S     A     L    M    S.  Sty 
 
 life  angels  who  excel  in  mighV 
 
 And  wait  to^o  his  will  ;     - 
 jBlefs  him,  whofe  work  is  your  delight 
 
 Whofe  pleufure  ye  Fulfil. 
 
 Ye  feraphs,  Wbd  with  joy  obey 
 
 The  orders  of  your  king  • 
 Attend  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
 
 And  join  the  praife  they  fing. 
 
 Whilft  all  his  \* oiks  his  praife  proclaim, 
 
 O  let  my  heart  and  tongue, 
 Join  with  the  univeifal  frame 
 
 In  this  eternal  (ong. 
 
 Partly  from  Watts. 
 
 •XalmCIV.    FirftPart.    Long  Met, 
 
 Divine  majejly  and  good. iff s  in  Storm  and  Bain. 
 
 \WAKEmy  foul  to  hymns  of  praife, 
 To  God  the  fong  of  triumph  raife  ; 
 Adorn'd  with  majelty  divine, 
 What  pomp,  what  glory,  Lord,  are  thine  ! 
 
 Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his  head, 
 The  heavens  their  ample  curtain  fpread  ; 
 See,  on  the  wind's  expanded  wings, 
 The  chariot  of  the  king  of  kings. 
 
 Around  him  rang'd  in  awful  Hate, 
 Daik  filent  floims  attendant  wait ; 
 
 m 
 
And  thunders  ready  to  fulfil, 
 
 The  mandates  ol  hijs  fo\e-eign  will. 
 
 ^   From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  (kies, 
 He  bids  the  duJky  vapours  rife  ; 
 Then  From  his  magazines  on  high, 
 Commando  trT  imprifon'd  winds  to  fiy. 
 
 g  The  lightning's  pallid  (heel  expands, 
 
 And  {bowers  defcend  on  iurrcw'd  land?  ; 
 Whijil  down  the  mountain's  channel'd  fidi 
 Tne  torrent  rolk  in  {welling  pride, 
 
 6  Till  fpent  its  wild  impetuous  force, 
 And  fetjled  in  ns  deftio':d  couile, 
 Jt  waters  all  the  irunful  pains, 
 And  life  in  vaiious  iOims  iuftains. 
 
 g  Thus  clouds  and  -ftorms  and  fires  obey 
 Thy  wife  and  aii  controlling  fway  ; 
 And  whiHt  thy  terrors  round  us  -ftand, 
 •We  lee  a  Uiht  r's  bounteous  ha 
 
 >4-sRRtCK,  with  alteration  and  addition 
 
 pfafihClV.   Sec.  Part.  Long  Met r 
 
 Tb:  Seaman's  Prayer. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  iu!e.  of  the  fities, 
 How  various  are  thy  works!  how  wi 
 Thy  power  tliFOUghout  aM  fpace  extends^! 
 Sinks  ih: ough  a:!  depth,  all  height  iranfcnc 
 
 Q.  Not  earth  alone  beholds  her  mores, 
 Enrkh'd  by  thy  exliauilleis  ilcies; 
 
PSALMS.  169 
 
 Alike  throughout  their  liquid  reign, 
 The  fpieading  feas  thy  gifts  contain, 
 
 3  Beneath,  unnumber'd  fifties  fwarm, 
 Ot  different  (ize,  of  various  form  ; 
 Above,  the  fnips  incumbent  ride, 
 Borne  on  the  bofom  of  the  tide, 
 
 ^  Here,  huge  Leviathan  is  feen 
 To  fport,  the  mighty  waves  between  ; 
 There, icy  mountains  float  and  roll, 
 Driv'n  From  the  feas  beneath  the  pole. 
 
 .5  On  high,  the  concave  we  behold 
 In  living  blue,  or  fparkling  gold  ; 
 Whiift  waving,  azure  fields  around, 
 Spread  to  th'  horizon's  utmoft  bound. 
 
 6  The  winds  and  waves  obey  thy  will ; 
 The  needle  owns  thy  power  and  (kill ; 
 And  fleer'd  by  thy  directing- hand, 
 Our  bark  lhall  gain  the  wiih'd  for  land* 
 
 Merrick  with  alteration  and  addition: 
 
 $?MtnCIV,  Third  Part.  LongMetre, 
 
 Divine  Providence  toivavd  Man  and  Beaft% 
 
 VAST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord, 
 All  nature  refts  upon  thy  word  ; 
 And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  Hands, 
 Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 
 
 %  If  thou  the  vital  air  deny 
 
 Behold  them  ficken,  faint  and  die  ; 
 O 
 
*7°  PSALMS, 
 
 Dud  to  its  kindred  duft  returns, 
 
 And  earth  her  ruin'd  offspring  mourns; 
 
 3  But  thou  canft  breathe  on  duft  again, 
 And  fill  the  world  with  beafts  and  men  ; 
 A  word  or  thy  creating  breath 
 .Repairs  the  waffe  of  time  and  death. 
 
 4  Th;;  g'°ry,  fearlefs  of  decline, 
 Thy  glory,  Lord,  mall  ever  mine  ; 
 Thy  works,  the  wonders  of  thy  might 
 Are  honour'd  with  thy  own  delight. 
 
 6  Earth  at  thy  look  (hall  trembling  ftand, 
 Confcious  of  fovereign  power  at  hand  ^ 
 And  touch'd  by  thy  v.indiftive  ftroke,  * 
 The  everiafling  mountains  fmoke. 
 
 6  In  ihee,  our  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
 And  make  our  contemplations  fweeto 
 Thy  praifei  (hall  our  breath  employ, 
 Till  we  (hall  rife  to  endlefs  joy. 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick, 
 
 PfalmCIV.  FourthPart.  LongMetrA 
 
 Ike  %'olce  cf*he  Creatures  proclaiming  God. 
 
 rT~TiERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  fpeaks, 
 JL     Through  earth  and  air  and  Teas  and  ikies  ; 
 See,  from  the  clouds,  his  glory  breaks, 
 When  the  fir  ft  beams  of  morning  rife  f 
 2  Behold,  the  fun  ferenely  bright, 
 
 O'er  the  wide  world's  -extended  frame, 
 
 1 
 
PSALMS.  171 
 
 Inferibes  in  characters  of  light, 
 
 His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name, 
 
 DifTufing  life,  his  influence  fp-reads, 
 And  health  and  plenty  fmile  around; 
 
 The  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
 Are  with  a  thoufansl  bleilipgs  crown'd. 
 
 Almighty  goodnefs,  power  divine, 
 
 The  fields  and  verdant  meads  difplay  ; 
 And  blefs  the  hand  which  made  them  (hint, 
 
 With  various  charms,  profufely  gay. 
 *° 
 ;  For  man  and  bead,  here,  daily  food 
 In  wide  exteniive  plenty  grows  y 
 And,  there,  for  drink,  the  chryihl  flood 
 In  flreams,  f*reet  winding,  gently  Sows. 
 
 3  By  cooling  ftreams  and  fohning  (bowers, 
 The  vegetable  race  are  fed  ; 
 And  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs  and  flower.;?, 
 Their  Maker's  conftant  bounty  fpread. 
 
 J  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
 And  trace  creations's  wonders  o'er  ; 
 Confefs  the  footfteps  of  the  God, 
 Come  bow  belore  him,   and  adore. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel 8. 
 
 B 
 
 g)Mm  CIV.    Particular  Metre. 
 
 P    A    A    T     L 
 
 LESS  God,  O  my  foul, 
 Rejoice  in  bis  name  ; 
 
*72  PSALM    S, 
 
 And  let  my  glad  voice 
 Thy  greatnefs  proclaim  ; 
 
 Surpaffing  in  honor 
 Dominion  and  might  ; 
 
 Thy  throne  is  the  heaven, 
 Thy  robe  is  the  light. 
 
 2  The  fky  we  behold 
 
 A  curtain  dilplay'd, 
 The  chambers  of  heaven 
 
 On  waters  are  laid. 
 The  clouds  are  a  chariot 
 
 Thy  glory  to  bear, 
 On  winds  thou  art  wafted, 
 
 Thou  ridefi  on  air. 
 
 3  As  rapid  as  fire 
 
 Thy  kngels  on  high 
 Convey  thy  commands. 
 
 Thy  Miniilers  fly. 
 The  earth,  on  its  balls 
 
 Eternal  fuftain'd, 
 Is  hVd  in  the  fiat j on 
 
 Thy  wifdom  ordedn'd.. 
 
 4  The  worlds  when  at  ruCc 
 
 O!  chaos  compes'd, 
 Was  void,  without  form, 
 
 In  waters  enclos'd  ; 
 Thy  voice  how  raajeftic,, 
 
 In  thunder,  was  heard, 
 The  waters  fubfided, 
 
 The  mountains  appear 'd. 
 
P    S    A    L    M     S  #3 
 
 PART      IL 
 
 j  Thy  providence  nVd 
 
 The  iheam  and  its  fource  ; 
 The  fea  knows  its  bounds, 
 
 The  rivers  their  courfe. 
 Convey'd  through  dark  channels, 
 
 Springs  rife  on  the  hills, 
 They  burft  in  the  fountains, 
 
 They  fail  in  the  rills. 
 
 5  The  beads  of  the  wild 
 
 Their  forefl  iorfake  ; 
 The  herd  quits  the  field, 
 
 To  drink  of  the  lake  : 
 On  trees  crown'd  with  bioiToms 
 
 Its  margin  along, 
 Birds,  warbling  fweet   mufic, 
 
 Praife  God  in  their  long. 
 
 7  Decending  on  hills 
 
 Clouds  plenteoufnefs  pour. 
 All  nature  revives, 
 
 Earth  fmiles  in  the  (bower  ; 
 A  garment  of  verdure 
 
 Apparels  the  plain  ; 
 Fruits  fwell  in  the  garden, 
 
 Fields  wave  with  their  grain* 
 
 8  With  moifture  refrefh'd 
 •     The  vine  yields  its  fruit, 
 Tis  balm  to  our  hearts 
 To  health  a  recruit. 
 
1/4  P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 With  pleafure  we  gather 
 
 The  richnefs  of  oil, 
 Tis  ftrength  to  our  body, 
 
 Support  to  our  toil. 
 
 part     III.. 
 9    The  trees  full  cf  fap 
 
 With  joy  rear  their  head,. 
 The  cedars  their  boughs 
 O'er  Lebanon  fpread. 
 Secure  in  their  covert 
 
 The  bird  flies  for  reft, 
 She  rings  on  the  branches*,. 
 She  broods  on  the  neff. 
 
 io  The  pine  yields  a  home 
 The  ftork  to  fecure. 
 The  goat  on  the  crag 
 Defies  the  purfuer. 
 E  ven  creatures  too  feeble 
 Themfelves  to  defend, 
 On  caves  and  concealment^ 
 For  fa fety  depend. 
 
 1 1  The  moon  bv  thy  law 
 
 Increafes  and  wanes. 
 The  fun  keeps  the  courfe 
 
 Thy  wifdom  ordains. 
 By  night  the  fierce  Lion 
 
 Roams  wide  for  his  prey. 
 But  flies  to  his  cavern 
 
 When  aaorn  brings  the  dxy. 
 
PSALMS.  igg 
 
 Then  man  with  the  fun 
 
 His  labor  renews, 
 'Till  evening  arrives 
 
 That  labor  puriues. 
 Such,  Lord,  is  the  wifdom 
 Thy  works  all  proclaim. 
 Let  earth  crown'd  with  riches; 
 
 Rejoice  in  thy  name  ! 
 
 part     IV* 
 Nor  here  only,  Lord, 
 
 Thy  might  we  adore, 
 The  fea  owns  thy  hand, 
 
 Thy  wifdom  and  power  ; 
 There  tribes  without  number,. 
 
 Thy  creatures,  refort ; 
 Leviathan  gambols, 
 
 And,. whales  take  their  fporU 
 
 There  (hips  fnread  their  fails- 
 
 The  furface  to  fvveep. 
 There  hTk  nimbly  glide, 
 
 Conceal'd  in  the  deep  ; 
 They  all  know  their  fealon,. 
 
 As  fea fons  arife  ; 
 And  tribes,  which  thy  bounty1 
 Has  made,  it  fupplies. 
 
 5  Thy  will  and  thy  word 
 Endue  them  with  breath, 
 Confum'd  by  thy  bl  a  ft 
 They  fhrink  into  death  ; 
 
j76  PSALMS. 
 
 Reftor'd  at  thy  pleafure 
 
 New  beings  appear, 
 To  people  the  waters 
 
 The  earth  and  the  air, 
 
 16  Rejoice  then,  O  Lord, 
 
 In  glory  fecure. 
 Ti;e  works  thou  hail  made 
 
 Through  ages  endure. 
 Yet,  aw'd  by  thy  prefence, 
 
 When  thou  draweft  near, 
 Smoke  burlh  from  the  mountains. 
 
 Earth  tiernbles  with  fear. 
 
 17  Thus  Lord  let  me  ling 
 
 Thy  glory  to  raife  ; 
 Delightful  the  ilram 
 
 "When  tun'd  to  thy  praife. 
 The  vile  have  their  fufferings, 
 
 The  juft  their  reward. 
 Bleb  God  O  my  fpirii  ! 
 
 O  praife  ye  the  Lord  J 
 
 VlNCEN.T. 
 
 $9fattuCV.   Com.  Metre. 
 
 The  divine  fromife  to  Abraham  fulfilled. 
 
 GIVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
 And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
 Sound  thro'  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame 
 That  all  may  feek  his  tace. 
 
P    S     A     L    M    S.  t%$. 
 
 ifo  Abr'hamand  his  feed  hefwore, 
 i    To  give  Canaan's  land  ; 
 fho*  Grangers,  deftitute  oi  power 
 A  little  feeble  band, 
 
 Like  pilgrims  thro'  the  countries  round, 
 
 Securely  they  remov'd  ; 
 And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  irown5d3. 
 
 Severely  he  reurov'd.. 
 
 The  Lord  himfelf  chofe  out  their  ways^ 
 And  mark'd  their  journies  right  ; 
 
 Gave  them  his  leading  cloud  by  day, 
 A  fiery  guide  by  night. 
 
 They  third,  and  waters  from  the  rock,. 
 
 In  rich  abundance  flow  ; 
 And  following  frill  the  courfe  they  took,. 
 
 Ran  all  the  defart  through. 
 
 O  wondrous  ftream  1  O-'bleffed  type  ! 
 
 Of  ever  flowing  grace  ! 
 So  Chrifl  our  rock  maintains  our  life^.. 
 
 While  we  his  iooifieps  trace. 
 
 Thus  guarded  by  th'  almighty  hand. 
 
 The  chofen  tribes  pcilefs'd, 
 The  bladings  of  the  promis'd  land, 
 
 And  there  enjoy 'd  their  reft. 
 
 Then,  let  the  world  forbear  its  raff&. 
 
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 Nor  put  the  church  in  fear  ; 
 
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 i;8  P    S    A     L   vM    S. 
 
 Xfrael  mutt  live  thro'  every  age, 
 And  be  th'  almighty's  care. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 Jgfolm  CVI.    Firft  Part.  Long  Me 
 
 The  cbara&cr  and  final  profperity  of  the  Righteous. 
 
 O  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
 The  fountain  ot  eternal  \o\t  ; 
 Whole  mercy,  firm  thro'  ages  pail 
 Has  fiood  and  fhall  forever  laft. 
 
 2  Who  can  his  mighty  dezds  exprefs, 
 Not  only  vaft  but  numbeilefs  ? 
 What  mortal  eloquence  can  raife, 
 Juft  tribute  ot  immortal  t^aife  ? 
 
 3  Happy  are  they  and  only  they, 
 Who  from  thy  precepts  never  firay  I 
 Who  know  what's  right,  nor  only  fo, 
 But  aiways  pra&ife  what  they  know. 
 
 4  Extend  to  me  that  favour,  Lord, 
 Thou  to  thy  chofen  doft  afibid  i 
 Be  this  my  happinefs  to  feej. 
 Thy  Church  in  lull  profpeiity. 
 
 $  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did, 
 For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  feed  ; 
 And  with  the  fame  falvation  blefs, 
 Each  humble  fuppliant  of  thy  grace* 
 
 6  O  may  I  fee  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
 And  aid  the  triumph  with  my  voice  j 
 
PSALM    S-  ijg 
 
 This  is  my  glory  Lord  to  be 
 
 Join'd  to  thy  Church  and  near  to  thee. 
 
 Let  Ifrael's  God  he  ever  bleft, 
 Who  gives  his  people  heavenly  reflT; 
 Let  ali  his  faints  with  full  accord. 
 Exalt  their  voice  to  praife  the  Lord. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts  united- 
 
 ?falm  CVI.    Sec.  Part.  Short  Met, 
 
 ;  el  funljhed  and  -pardoned :  Or,  the  love  of  Gcd  unchangeable,, 
 
 n  OD  of  eternal  love  ! 
 'X  How  fickle  are  oor  ways  \ 
 And  yet  how  oft  did  Ifrael  prove, 
 The  riches  of  thy  grace  ! 
 
 iThey  faw  his  wonders  wrought, 
 And  then  his  praife  they  fung  ; 
 
 But  foon  his  works  or  power  forgot, 
 And  rcurmur'd  with  their  tongue. 
 
 :Now  they  believe  his  word, 
 While  rocks  with  water-flow,; 
 
 Now  with  their  lulls  provoke  the  Lord, 
 And  dare  thevengerul  blow. 
 
 ;Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults 
 He  hearkened  to  their  groans  ; 
 
 Bro't  his  own  eov'narrt  to  his  tfao'fs, 
 And  call'd  them  liill  his  fons. 
 
 '  Their  names  were  in  his  book, 
 He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes; 
 
d$b  PSALMS. 
 
 Oft  he  chaftis'd  but  ne'er  forfook, 
 The  people  whom  he  chofe. 
 
 ■■6  Let  Ifrael  blefs  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
 And  chriftians  join  the  folemn  word 
 Amen,  to  all  the  praife. 
 
 Watts 
 
 jpialmCVII.    Firft Part.  Long  Me 
 
 Ifrael  led  thro''  the  ivlUernefs  to  the  land  ofpromlfe. 
 
 GIVE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above, 
 Kind  are  his  tho'ts,  his  name  is  love  ; 
 His  mercy  ages  paft  have  known, 
 And  eges  long  to  come  (hall  own. 
 
 3  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
 The  wonders  of  his  grace  record  ; 
 Ifrael,  the  nation  whom  he  chofe. 
 And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 
 
 3  In  their  diftrefs,  to  God  they  cry'd, 
 God  was  their  faviour  and  their  guide  % 
 He  led  their  march  Jar  wand'ring  round, 
 'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground, 
 
 4  So  when  bur  firft  releafe  we  gain, 
 From  fin's  hard  yoke  and  Satan's  chain  ; 
 We  have  this  defart  world  to  trace, 
 
 A  tirefome  and  a  dang'rous  place. 
 
 5  God  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
 He  guides  our  footfteps,  left  we  fttay  ; 
 
p    S    A    L    M    S-  i^i 
 
 He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
 And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 
 
 Then  let  us  all  with  joy  record, 
 The  truth  and  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  * 
 ;  How  great  his  works,  how  kind  his  ways  ! 
 Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praife  ! 
 
 3&ImCVIL  Sec.  Part.   Long  M-cire 
 
 Corve&ionf'ir  Sin,  anisi  relief  to  Prr/briers. 
 
 FROM  age  to  age,  exak  his  name, 
 God  and  his  grace  are  frill  the  lame  ; 
 He  fills  the  hungry  fouls  with  food, 
 And  feeds  them  with  fubftamial  good. 
 
 2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife, 
 Againft  the  Gad,  who  rules  the  fkies  • 
 1\  they  rejecl  his  heavenly  word, 
 And  Sight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord. 
 
 ^  Ke'l!  bring  their  fpirits    to  the  ground, 
 And  no  del iv'rance  (Sail  be  rqund  ; 
 Laden  with  grief,  the_y  wafle  their  breath, 
 In  darknels  and  ihe  (hades  of  death. 
 
 4  Then  to  the  Lord>  they  raife  their  cries, 
 He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife  ; 
 And  fcatters  all  that  difmal  (hade, 
 Which  hung  fo  heavy  o*er  their  head, 
 R 
 
*8*  PSALM    S. 
 
 £  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brafs  in  two, 
 Ann  lets  the  joyful  prif'ner  thro'  ; 
 Takes  ofTthe  load  of  pain  and  grief, 
 And  gives  the  lab  ring  foul  relief. 
 
 6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record, 
 
 The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ; 
 How  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways 
 Letev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife  ! 
 
 Watts. 
 
 PMm  CVil.  Third  Part.  C.  Met. 
 
 Intemperance  chaps' d  and  reformed. 
 
 BENEATH  God's  terrors  doom'd  to  groan 
 Behold  th'  intemp'rate  band; 
 The  fruits  of  folly  reap,  and  own, 
 The  juftice  of  his  hand. 
 
 2  From  food  eflrang'd  their  languid  foul 
 
 The  needful  meal  foregoes  ; 
 Life  feels  its  current  faintly  roll 
 And  haflens  to  its  clofe. 
 
 3  DiArefs'd,  to  God  they  raak'e  their  pray'r, 
 
 And  nature,  joyous  fees, 
 His  word  her  ruin'd  itrength  repair, 
 Her  fierceft  tortures  eafe. 
 
 O  then  that  all  would  blefs  his  name, 
 
 Who  thus  his  mercy  prove  ; 
 And  flill  from  age  to  age  proclaim 
 
 The  wonders  of  his  love. 
 
PSALMS.  183 
 
 £  That  men  of  various  torsgaes  would  fing, 
 His  a£fs  in  frequent  lays  ; 
 And  ybld  to  heaven's  eternal  king, 
 Thifaerifki  of  praife. 
 
 Merrick. 
 
 pfailU  CVII.  Fourth  Part.  Long,  Met. 
 
 Dangers  and  Deliverance  by  Sea, 
 
 THEY  who  in  ihips  with  courage  bold, 
 O'er  {Veiling  waves  their  trade  purlue; 
 The  Lord's  amazing  works  behold, 
 And  in  the  deep,  his  wonders  view. 
 
 2  Soon  as  his  dread  command  is  pail, 
 The  low'ring  iiorrn  begins  to  rife  ; 
 Itfweeps  the  fea  with  rapid  hafts 
 And  makes  the  fweliing billows  rife. 
 
 3  The  lab'ring  (hips  borne  up  to  heav-'fi 
 Upon  the  lofty  waves  appear  ; 
 Then  down  the  Cite^  abyis  aie  driv'n, 
 Whiift  ev'ry  foul  diifoives  with  fear. 
 
 4  They  reel  and  ftagger  to  and  fro, 
 
 Like  men  with  fumes  of  wineopprefs'd  ; 
 Nor  does  the  fkillful  feaman  know, 
 Which  way  to  fieer,  what  courfe  is  bed. 
 
 $  Then  to  the  Lord's  indulgent  ear, 
 Their  fupplication  they  addrefs  ; 
 He  kindly,  condefcends  to  h   ar, 
 And  frees  them  from  their  deepdiilrefs. 
 
184  PSALM    S> 
 
 6  He  bids  the  {form  its  fury  ceafe, 
 And  lays  the  billows  cairn  and  {til!  • 
 Then  ftunmons  forth  the  gentle  breeze, 
 The  feamau's  withes  to  iuifil. 
 
 7  Q  then,  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 
 Would  God  for  all  his  good  nets  praife  ; 
 And  lor  the  mighty  works  which  he 
 Throughout  the  wond'ring  world  difplays. 
 
 Tats,  varied. 
 
 pfalmCV*!.  Fifth  Part.  Long  Metre] 
 
 Colonies  planted  and  purified. 
 
 \K  J  HLRfc,  nothing  dwelt  hut  beads  of  prey 
 *        Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  a*. they 
 God  bids  th'  opprefs'd  and  poor  repair, 
 And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 
 
 2  They  Tow  the  fields  and  trees  they  plant, 
 Whojfe  yearly  fruit  fupplies  their  want  ; 
 Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  flocks, 
 Their  wealth  inereafes  with  their  flocks. 
 
 3  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin,. 
 He  lets  the  favage  nations  in  ; 
 AhoftHe  race  invades  their  lands, 
 Their  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands, 
 
 4  Their  captive  fons,.  expos'd  to  fcorn- 
 Wander  un pitied  and  forlorn  ; 
 The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
 And  deflation  fpreads  the  field. 
 
PSALMS,  185 
 
 ;  Yet  if  the  humbled  people  nooarns, 
 Again, his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
 Again- he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
 And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 
 
 5  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  fenfe, 
 Admire  the  works  of  Providence  ; 
 And  wife  obfervers  ftill  lb  all  find, 
 The  Lord  is  holy  ju-ft  and  kind. 
 
 Watt  s. 
 
 jHalmCVIII.    Common   Metre, 
 
 A  general fing  cfpraife, 
 
 OGO'D  my  grateiul  foul  afpires 
 To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
 My  tongue  wiih  cheerful  fongs  of  praile 
 Shall  celebrate  -thy  fame, 
 
 2  Awake,  ray  heart,  and  thou,  my  voice, 
 Thy  willing  tribute  pay  ; 
 .  And  let  a  hymn  of  facred  joy 
 S-aluie.  the  opening  day, 
 
 3.  To  all  the  liilening  world,  around, 
 Thy  goodnefs  Twill  ling  ; 
 Whilfl  every  grateful  tongue  fhall  join 
 To  praife  th'  eternal  king. 
 
 4  Becaufethy  mercy's  boundlefs  heighfc 
 The  higheft  heay'n  tranfcends  ; 
 And  far  beyond  the  fpreading  eauh-. 
 Thy  iaithfulnefs  extends,, 
 R  % 
 
186  PSALM    S. 
 
 5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
 Above  the  fiarry  frame  ; 
 And  let  the  woild,  with  one  confent, 
 Confcfs  thy  glorious  name. 
 
 Altered  from  TaTI, 
 
 PfallU  CIX.    Common  Met, 
 
 Love  to  Enemies  from  the  example  of  Chr'iji, 
 
 OGOD  we  celebrate  thy  praife, 
 Thy  mercy  is  our  long  ; 
 Tho'  Tinners  fpeak  againft  thy  grace, 
 With  a  bJdfpheming  tongue. 
 
 2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man, 
 
 Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found  ; 
 With  cruel  {landers,  falfe  and  vain, 
 They  compafs'd  him  around. 
 
 3  Their  rais'rtes  his  companion  mov'd, 
 
 Their  peace  he  ftiii  purfu'd  ; 
 They  rendered  hatred  for  his  love, 
 And  evil  for  his  good. 
 
 ,j    Their  malice  rag'd,  without  a  caufe, 
 Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
 He  pray'd  for  murderers  on  his  erofs, 
 And  blefs'd  his  foes  in  death. 
 
 5     Let  not  this  bright  example  (nine 
 In  vain  before  our  eyes 
 May  we  like  him  to  peace  incline, 
 And  love  our  enemies. 
 
PSALMS.  187 
 
 <  Thus  (hall  we  too  thine  image  bear, 
 And  thus  our  fonlhip  prove  ; 
 For  good  and  bad  thy  bounty  (hare, 
 Thou  God  of  boundlefs  love. 
 
 Watts  varied. 
 
 pMm  CX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Prieftbood  and  Kingdom  of  Chr'ift* 
 
 THUS  the  eternal  rather  Ipake, 
 To  Chrifl  his  Son,  "  afcend  and  fitj 
 At  my  right  hand,  till  I  (hall  make, 
 Thy  foes  fubmiflive  at  thy  reet. 
 
 {*  From  Zion  (hall  thy  word  proceed, 
 Thy  word,  the  fceptre  in  thy  hand 
 Shall  make  the  hearts  of  Tinners  bleed. 
 And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 
 
 ;  "  O  bleffed  power  I  O  glorious  day  ! 
 A  fplendid  vicVry  mall  enfue  ! 
 And  converts  who  thy  grace  obey 
 Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew  !" 
 
 j.  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 
 Nor  will  repent  the  thing  he  fwore  ; 
 "  Eternal  {hall  thy  priefthood  be, 
 When  parens  fons  (hall  ferve  no  more, 
 
 ^  "  Mdchizedek  the  wond'rous  prieft, 
 Whofe  generation  was  unknown, 
 The  king  of  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 
 Was  a  fair  type  of  Chriil  my  Son." 
 
tSS  PSALMS. 
 
 6  Thro'  all  the  earth  his  reign  (half  fpread, 
 And  fierce  oppofers  frown  in  vain  ; 
 For  God  fhall  raife  his  humble  head, 
 And  his  exalted  throne  maintain. 
 
 Watts  varied 
 
 illra  CXI.   Long  Metre. 
 
 The  divine  ferfeElicns. 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Loid  ;  to  fpeak  his  piaift 
 My  foul  her  uunofi  powers  (hall  raift 
 With  piivate  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
 Of  thofe  who  to  Lis  houfe  belong. 
 
 2  His  works*  for  greatnefs  the'  renownM, 
 His  wond'rous  works  are  always  found,. 
 By  thofe  who  feek  For  them  aright. 
 And  in"  the  pious  fearch  delight. 
 
 3  His  works  are  all  of  matchlefs  fame, 
 And  univerfai  glory  claim  ; 
 
 His  truth,  confirm'd  thro'  ages  pafl 
 Shall  to  eternal  ages  lad. 
 
 4  By  precept,  he-has  us  enjoin'd 
 
 To  keep  his  wond'rous  works  in  mind  ; 
 
 And  to  pofterity  record, 
 
 How  good  and  gracious  is  the  Lord, 
 
 ^  Juft  are  ihe  dealings  of  his  hands, 
 Immutable  are  his  commands  ; 
 Bv  truth  and  equity  fuftain'd, 
 And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd.. 
 
P    3     A     L     i\I     $  189, 
 
 vVho  wifdom's  facred  prize  would  win, 
 ■Via  ft  with,  the  fear  of  God  begin, 
 immortal  praife  and  heavenly  (kill 
 rlave  they  who  know  and  do  his  will. 
 
 Tats; 
 
 pfahn  CXII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  charaEltr  and  happlnefs  cfthe  lihral  matt.. 
 
 THAT  man  is  biefs'd  who  Hands  in-aws. 
 Ot  God,  and  loves  his  facred  law  ; 
 His  name  on  earth  {hail  be  renown'd, 
 '^.nd  with  increafmg  honour  crovvn'd. 
 
 His  hofpitable  houfe,  (hall  be, 
 ;To  friends  and  ilr angers  always  free  ;; 
 His  virtue  fate  from  all  decay, 
 Shall  bladings  10  his  heirs  convey. 
 iThe  man  that's  fijl'd  with  virtue's  light, 
 Shines  brigfnell  in  affliction's  night  ; 
 Compamon  dwells  within  his  mind, 
 His  juftice  flows  to  all  mankind-. 
 
 His  liberal  favours  he  extends,. 
 To  fjme  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 
 And  what  his.  charity  impairs, 
 He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs. 
 
 Though  dangers  threaten  him-  around, 
 Unmov'd  {hall  he  maintain  his  ground  ; 
 The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft, 
 Shall  flouriih  when  he  fleeps  irivduil*. 
 
190  PSALM    S. 
 
 6  His  hands,  whilft  they  his  alms  beftow'dk 
 His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd  ; 
 Whence  he  fhai!  reap  a  fure  reward, 
 And  dwell  leaver  with  the  Lord. 
 
 Tati  varUt 
 
 pfalm  CXIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Divine  greatnefs  and  eondtfetntion. 
 
 YE  fervanu  ut  th!  almighty  king. 
 In  every  age,  his  praifes  fing ; 
 "Where'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
 His  lifing  beams  or  fetting  rays, 
 
 2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fky, 
 Stands  his  high  throne  of  majeily  ; 
 Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds 
 Can  give  his  vaft  dominion  bounds. 
 
 3  What  impious  mortal  ralhly  dare, 
 What  angel,  with  our  God  compare  ?    . 
 His  glories,  how  divinely  bright, 
 Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light  ? 
 
 4  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view, 
 What  the  bright  hofts  of  angels  do  ; 
 And  condefcends  yet  more  to  know, 
 The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 
 
 $  From  duft  and  cottages  ebfeure, 
 
 His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor; 
 
 Gives  them  the  honor  of  his  Ions, 
 
 And  makes  them  meet  for  heav'nly  thror 
 
 w 
 
PSALMS.  191 
 
 pfalm  CXIV.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Miracles  attending  Ifrael's  journey,, 
 
 TTTTHEN  Ifraelfree'dfrom  Pharaoh'shand 
 V  V     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
 'he  tribes  with  cheerful  homage  own 
 'heir  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne. 
 
 Icrofs  the  deep,  their  journey  lay, 
 lie  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  ; 
 Jordan  beheld  their  march  and  fled, 
 Vith  backward  current  to  his  head. 
 
 fhe  mountains  (hook  like  trembling  fheep, 
 Jke  lambs,  the  fmaller  hills  did  leap  ; 
 ^ot  Sinai  on  its  bafe  could  iland. 
 i^onfcious  ot  fov'reign  power  at  hand. 
 
 tflfhat  power  could  make  the  fea  divide  ? 
 Dr  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  ! 
 Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills  ? 
 &nd  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 
 
 ^Let  ev'y  mountain,  ev'y  flood 
 Retire,  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
 The  King  of  Ifrael !  fee  him  here, 
 Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 
 
 'He  thunders  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
 The  rock  to  flowing  water  turns  ; 
 prom  (tones,  fpring  fountains  at  his  word, 
 And  earth  and  feas  coniefs  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts* 
 
2Q2  PSALM    S. 
 
 Pfalm  CXV.     Long  Met, 
 
 Idolat'}  reproved, 
 
 NOT  to  omMves,  who  are  but  du-ft, 
 Not  to  on!  felves  is  glory  due  ; 
 But  to  thy  name,  thou  only  juii. 
 Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true  ! 
 
 2  Thy  dreadful  majefty  proclaim, 
 
 Nor  let  the  heathen's  haughty  tongue, 
 
 Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  fhame, 
 
 Say  "**  wbeie'sthe  God  you've  ferv'd  fo  long 
 
 3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throne, 
 Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  ikies  ; 
 Thro'  all  »he  earth  his  will  is  dune, 
 
 He  knows  our  groans,  and  hears  our  cries* 
 
 4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 
 
 Are  fenfe'refs  (hapes  of  {lone  or  wood  ; 
 At  bell  a  imafs  ok  glittering  ore, 
 A  diver  faint,  or  golden  God, 
 
 £  O  IJrael,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
 Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  refl  ; 
 The  Lord  (hall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
 And  blefs  the  people  and  the  prieft. 
 
 6  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife, 
 They  dwell  in  (ilence,  it)  the  grave  ; 
 But  whilft  we  live,  we'll  fing  thy  grace, 
 And  tell  the  world  thy  power  to  lave. 
 
 Watti 
 
P    S    A    -L    M    S.  193 
 
 ipftlttl  CX VI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Praifefor  deliverance  from  drfirefs. 
 
 WHAT  (hall  I  render  to  my  God,     . 
 For  all  his  kindnefs  mown  ? 
 My  feet  [hall  vifit  thine  abode, 
 My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 
 
 s  Among  the  faints,  who  fill  thy  houfe, 
 My  off'rings  {hall  be  paid  ; 
 There  (hall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
 My  foul  in  aiiguifli  made. 
 
 3  How  much  is  mercy   thy  delight, 
 
 Thou,  ever  bleffed  God  ! 
 How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight ! 
 How  precious  is  their  blood, 
 
 4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 
 
 How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
 My -life,  which  thou  haft  made  thy  care 
 Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
 
 ■  5  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 
 And   thy   rich  grace    record  ; 
 Witnefs.  ye  faints,  who  hear  me  now, 
 If  I  rorfake  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts: 
 
 iPfofol  CXVI'I.       Short  Met.  . 
 
 Pralft  to  God  ft  cm  all  Nations. 
 
 'HY  name,  Almighty  Lord, 
 Shall  found  thro'  diftant  lands, 
 3 
 
194  PSALMS. 
 
 Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  tby  word, 
 Thy  truth  forever  Hands. 
 
 2   Far  be  thine  honours  fpread, 
 
 Long  may  thy  praife  endure  ; 
 Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  {hade 
 Snail  be  exchang'd  no  more, 
 
 Wattj, 
 
 pfatolCXVIIL  v.  i8,i9.iftPart.C.^ 
 
 Recovery  ft  omjicknefs. 
 
 QOV'REIGN  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand, 
 k3   In  ev'ry  chaft'ningitroke  ; 
 And  whilft  I  fmart  beneath  thy  rod, 
 Thy  prefence  I  invoke. 
 
 2  To  thee,  in  my  diftrefs,  I  cry'd, 
 
 Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 
 Thy  powerful   word  my  lifeprolong'd, 
 Andbro't  falvation  near. 
 
 3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteoufnefs, 
 
 That,  with  the  pious  throng  ; 
 I  rn^y  record  my  folemn  vows, 
 And  tune  my  grateful  fong. 
 
 4  Ptvife  to  the  Lord,  whofe  gentle  hand 
 
 ws  our  jab'ring  breath  ; 
 to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  faints,, 
 ■nphant  in  their  death. 
 
P     S     A    L    M    S.  195 
 
 I  My  God,  in  that  appointed  hour, 
 The  heav'niy  world  difplay  ; 
 Where  fin  and  death  (hall  have  no  phee, 
 And  tears  be  wip'd  away. 
 
 i  There,  whilft  the  nations  of  the  blefs'd 
 With  rapture   fing  around  j 
 My  anthems  to  delivering  grace 
 In  loftier  ftrains  (hall  found. 
 
 Doddridge,  with  variation. 
 
 pfalraCXVIII.Sec.Part.  Com,  Metre. 
 
 For  the  Lord's  day. 
 
 r^P,HIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made, 
 
 JL     He  cails  the  hours  his  own  ; 
 Let  heav  n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
 And  praife  furround-thy  throne. 
 
 2  This  day,  the  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
 
 And  Satan's  empire  fell  ; 
 .This  day,  the  faints  his  triumph  fpread 
 And  all  his  wonders  felt. 
 
 3  Hofannato  th'  anointed  kirrg, 
 
 To  David's  ho'y  fori  ; 
 Save  us,  O  Lord,  defcend  and  bring 
 Salvation  from  thy  throne. 
 
 4  Elefs'd  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 
 
 With  meCfages  of  grace  ; 
 Who  comes  in'  God,  his  father's  name, 
 To  favt  our  finful  race* 
 
196  P    S    A,    L    M    S. 
 
 5  Hofanna  in  thehigheft  ilrains 
 
 The  church  on  eanh  can  raife  • 
 The  higheft  heav'/is  in  which  he  reigns 
 Shall  give  him  nobler  praife. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 J?falm  CXVIII.    ^0r/  Jfettfc 
 
 Salvation  by  Cbrtfit 
 
 BEHOLD  ihe  corner  ftoqe  ! 
 Which  God  in  Zion  lays  ; 
 To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  Upon,, 
 And  his   eternal  praife  ! 
 
 »  The  jewifh  fciibeand  prieft 
 Reject,  it  with  difdain  ; 
 Yet  on  this  reck  (hall  Zjon  reft 
 And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
 
 %  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
 And  wond'rous  in  our  eyes  ;. 
 This  day  declares  it  all  divine,. 
 This  day  did  J.eius  rife, 
 
 4  How  glorious  is  the  day, 
 
 Ly  our  redeemer  made  ! 
 Let  us  rejoice  And  fing  and  pray, 
 Let  a!!  the  church  be  glad. 
 
 5  Hofanna  to  the  king, 
 
 Or'  David's  royal  blood  ! 
 
 yc    faints,  he  comes  to  bring 
 
PSALMS.  197 
 
 5  We  blefs  thy  holy  word, 
 
 Which  ail  this  grace  difplays ; 
 And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
 Our  iacrifice  or  praife. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 JPCalm  CXIX.  FirftPart.  Com.   Me% 
 
 T£e  happinefs  of  a  virtuous  life. 
 
 HOW  blefs'd  are  they  who  always  keep 
 The  pure  and  perfect  way  I 
 Who  never  from  the  facred  paths 
 Of  God's  commandments  dray  ! 
 
 2  How  blefs'd  who  to  his  righteous  laws 
 
 Have  (till  obedient  been  ! 
 And  have  with  humble  fervent  zeal 
 His  favour  fought  to  win  ! 
 
 3  Such  men  their  uttnoft  caution  ufe 
 
 To  fiian  each  wicked  deed, 
 But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 
 With  conftant  care  proceed. 
 
 $  Thou  driclly  haft  enjoin'd  us,  Lorsl 
 To  learn  thy  facred  will, 
 And  all  our  diligence  employ 
 Thy  flatutes  to  fulfil. 
 
 b  O  then,  that  thy  mod  holy  will 
 Might  o'er  our  ways  prefide  ; 
 And  we  the  courfe  of  all  our  life,, 
 By  thy  direclion  guide  L 
 S  2 
 
io8  P    S    A    L    M    S.. 
 
 i 
 
 G  Then  with  a flu ranee  mould  we  walk.     \ 
 From  all  confufion  free, 
 Convinc'd,  with. joy,  that  a!l  our  ways 
 With  thy  commands  agree. 
 
 Tat; 
 
 pralUlCXIX.    Sec.  Part.   Com.  Mi 
 
 The  danger  attending  youth . 
 
 NDULGENT  God,  with  pitying  eye- 
 The  fons  or  men  furvey  \ 
 And  fee  how  youthful  fmners  fport 
 In  a  deilrucHve  way. 
 
 2  In  picture's  flowery  path  they  tread 
 
 On  future  years  pre'ume  ; 
 Altho'  ten  thoufand  fnares  are  fpread 
 To  fnatch  them  to  the  tomb. 
 
 3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  mind 
 
 Amus'd  with  airv  dreams, 
 That  heavenly  wifdom  may  difpel 
 Their  vifionary  fchernes. 
 
 4  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk 
 
 And  make  thy  word  their  guide  ; 
 Till  each,  the  danger  fafely  paft 
 On  Zion's  hill  abide. 
 
 Docdxidge,  with  variation 
 
PSALM     S.  s*>9* 
 
 5MmCXIX.  Third  Part.  Com.  Met^ 
 
 Repentance  and  obedience. 
 
 THOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God,, 
 Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
 My  heart  prepares  t'  obey  thy  word 
 And  fuffers  no  delay. 
 
 ;  I  choofe  the  path  of  heavenly  truths 
 
 And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 
 I    Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
 
 Can  make  me  To  iejoice. 
 
 ^  The  teftimonies  of  thy  grace 
 I  fet  before  my  eyes, 
 Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrengtb 
 And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
 
 £  If  e'er  I  wander  from  thy  path 
 I  think  upon  my  ways, 
 Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands 
 And  truil  thy  pardon] ng  grace. 
 
 £  If  thou  incline  this  wandering  heart 
 Thy  precepts  to  fulfil  : 
 Then  tiii  my  mortal  life  fn all  end 
 I  (hall  perform  thy  will. 
 
 Wat:ts. 
 
 mCXIX  Fourth  Part.  Com.Met:. 
 
 InjiruEilon from  Scripture. 
 
 THY  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light,. 
 Which  guides  us  all  the  day  ;, 
 
sco  P    S    A    L    M     S. 
 
 And  thro'  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
 A  lamp  to  lead  our  way . 
 
 2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
 
 It  f  pi  eads  fuch  light  abroad, 
 Themearreft  fouls  inftruclion  find, 
 And  raife  their  thoughts  to  God* 
 
 3  The  (tarry  heavens  thy  rule  obey, 
 
 The  eanh  pieferves  her  place  ; 
 In  nature's  volume  night  and  day,. 
 Thy  power  and  {kill  we  trace. 
 
 4  But  in  thy  law  and  gofoel.Lord, 
 
 Are  leifons  more  divine  ; 
 Not  earth  Hands  firmer  than  thy  word 
 Nor  fters  fo  nobly  (hine. 
 
 ^  Thy  word  is  everlafling  truth 
 How  pure  is  every  page  ; 
 That  holy  book  (frail  guide  our  youth, 
 And  well  fupport  our  age, 
 
 w 
 
 JgtfalmCXIX.  Fifth Part.L<w£  Mel 
 
 Gcd.j)  furrow  for  the  Jins  nfrn&i. 
 
 ARISE,  my  tender  thoughts,  arife 
 Let  torrents  drown  my  weeping  ejf, 
 And  thou,  my  heart,  withanguifh  feel 
 Thofe  evils  which  thou  canft not  heal, 
 
P    S,    A    L.   M    S*  sat. 
 
 ilee  human  beings  funk  in  fhame, 
 See  fcandals  pour'd,  on  Jefus'  name  ;, 
 See  God  in  fulled  through  his  fon, 
 
 The- world  abus'd  the  foul  undone.- 
 
 M>  heart  with  reverence  hears  thy  wordi- 
 And  trembles  at  thy  threatnings,  Lord,., 
 I  know  the  wretched,  dreadful  end 
 To -which  their  carelefs-fieps  defcend. 
 
 My  God,  the  mournful  fcene  Lview9 
 With  horror  and  with  pity  too;, 
 O  could  my  fympaxhy  reclaim, 
 The  wretches  from  deftru£live  flame  1: 
 
 But  feeble  my  companion  proves* 
 It  can  but  weep,  where  moft  it  loves  £ 
 Thy^own  all-faving  grace  employ 
 And  turn  thefe  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 pfeim  CXIX.  Sixth  Part.  C.  Met. 
 
 Delight  in  the  ivord  of  God. 
 
 OHOW  I  love  thy  holy  law,. 
 'Tisdaily  my  delight  ; 
 And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
 Divine  advice  by  night. 
 
 2.  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 
 To  meditate  thy  word, 
 
PSALMS. 
 
 My  foul  with  longing  melts  away, 
 To  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 
 
 3  When  midnight  darkneis  veils  the  fkiei* 
 1  call  thy  words  to  mind, 
 My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife 
 And  God's  acceptance  find. 
 
 «4  Mow  doth  thy  word  my  heart  eng3ge  I 
 How  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
 It  cheers  my  tirefome  pilgrimage, 
 And  yields  a  heavenly  fong  ! 
 
 £  Am  I  a  ftranger  or  at  home 
 'Tis  my  continual  feaft, 
 Nor  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
 So  much  allures  the  talie. 
 
 6  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind, 
 Nor  (hall  thy  word  be  fold, 
 For  loads  of  filver  well  refln'd, 
 Nor  heaps  oi  mining  gold. 
 
 2  When  nature  finks  and  fpirits  droop, 
 Thy  promifes  of  grace 
 Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
 And  elevate  my  praife. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jg)falm  CXIX. Seventh  Part.  Com. Met 
 
 The  'variety  and  comfort  of  -rd. 
 
 LORD  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 
 Thy  ftatutes  all  are  j nil; 
 
■    P    S    A    L    M    S.  20^ 
 
 They  make  my  nobleft  powers  rejoice. 
 And  mortify -my  luft. 
 
 g  Thy  precepts  often  I  furvey, 
 And  keep  thy  laws  in  fight  j 
 Thro'  all  the  bufmefs  of  the  day, 
 To  form  my  actions  right, 
 
 g  And  when  my  fpirit  takes  her  fill, 
 From  fountains  fo  divine  ; 
 Not  mighty  men  that  iliarethe  fpoil, 
 Have  joy  cornpar'd  to  mine. 
 
 a  I  read  the  hiftories  of  thy  love  ; 
 And  keep  thy  grace  in  fight ; 
 Whilft  through  the  promifes  1  rove, 
 With  ever  new  delight. 
 
 5  'Tis  like  a  land  of  wealth  unknown, 
 
 Where  living  fprings  arife  ; 
 Seeds  of  immortal  blifs  are  (own, 
 And   hidden  glory  lies. 
 
 6  The  beft  relief  that  mourners  have, 
 
 It  makes  our  ibrrows  bleft  ; 
 Our  iaireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
 And  our  eternal  reit. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fetalm  CXIX.  Eighth  Part.  C.  Met 
 
 The  PtrfeElion  of  Scripture. 
 
 LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join. 
 To  form  one  perfect  book, 
 
•£04  PSALMS. 
 
 Grest  God,  if  once  corcpar'd  with  thine, 
 How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 
 
 •g  Not  the  moll;  perfect  rules  they  gave, 
 
 Could  fhowr  one  fin  forgiven  ; 
 
 Nor  lead  a  (tep  beyond  the  grave  ; 
 
 But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 
 
 3  I've  feen  an  end  of  what  we  call 
 
 Perfection,  here  below  ; 
 How  fhort  the  powers  of  nature  fall 
 And  can  no  farther  go. 
 
 4  But  thy  commands,  O  righteous  Loich 
 
 Pervade  the  heart  within  ; 
 Thy  peife£r.  law,  exceeding  broad, 
 Detects  the  fecret  fin. 
 
 ,5  In  vain  we  boaft  perfection  here. 
 While  fin  defiles  our  frame  ; 
 And  finks  our  virtues  down  fo  far., 
 Thev  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 
 
 6  Onr  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace 
 Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
 But  perfect  truth  and  rigbteoufnefs 
 Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts  varied, 
 
 JSfolmCXIX.  Ninth  Part.  Com. Mi 
 
 Defire  of  divine  knowledge. 
 
 THY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 
 How  great  thy  woiks  appear  ! 
 
P    S    A    :L    M    S  2o£ 
 
 "Open  my  eyes  to  read  thy  word 
 And  fee  thy  wonders  there. 
 
 2  My  flefh  by  thy  creating  hands 
 
 Is  form'd  with  care  and  fkill ; 
 O  make  me  learn  thy  jufl  commands 
 That  I  may  them  fulfill-. 
 
 3  Since  I'm  a  ftranger  here  below, 
 
 Be  thou  my  conftant  guide  ; 
 Direct  the  way  my  feet  fhould  go 
 Nor  let  me  turn  af:de. 
 
 -4  If  thou  to  me  thy  ftatutes  (hew 
 And  heavenly  truth  impart  ; 
 Thy  work  forever  I'll  purfue 
 Thy  law  fnall  role  my  heart. 
 
 £   From  thofe  vain -objects  turn  my  fights 
 Which  this  falfe  world  difplays  ; 
 But  give  me  heavenly  power  and  light, 
 To  tread  thy  righteous  ways. 
 
 Tate  and  Watt'Si 
 
 .JjMatolCXIX.  TenthPart.  Com.  Met. 
 
 Breathing    <\fter  bolniffs. 
 
 THATthe  Lord  would  guide  my  ways* 
 To  keep  his  flatu-tes  fliil  ; 
 O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace-? 
 To  know  anddo  his  will. 
 T 
 
*o6  PSALM    S, 
 
 2  Send  thy  good  fpirit ,  Lord,  to  write 
 
 Thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
 Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
 Nor  a£l  the  liar's  part. 
 
 3  From  vanity,  turn  off  my  eyes, 
 
 Let  no  corrupt  defign, 
 Nor  covetous  defires  arife, 
 Within  this  foul  ot  mine. 
 
 4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  word, 
 
 And  make  my  heart  fincere  ; 
 Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord., 
 Rut  keep  my  confcience  clear0 
 
 My  fo  ul  hath  gone  too  far  affray, 
 My  feet  too  otten  Aide  ; 
 O  bring  me  back  to  virtue's  way, 
 And  be  thy  truth  my  guide. 
 
 6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
 Tis  a  delightful  road ; 
 Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart  or  hands 
 Offend  againft  my  God. 
 
 Watt-*. 
 
 JpfalmCXIX.  Eleventh  Part.  C.  Met* 
 
 Holy  Refoluthns. 
 
 OTHAT  thy  ftatutes  every  hour 
 Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  I 
 Thence  1  derive  a  quickening  power 
 And  daily  comfort  find. 
 
PSALMS.  to^ 
 
 2  Thy  word  ihali  dwell  upon  my  heart. 
 To  keep  rnepure  within  *r 
 And  be  an  everlafting  guard 
 prom  every  rifmg  fin. 
 
 3  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord 
 Shall  be  my  fweet  employ, 
 My  foul  fhall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
 Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
 
 4  How  wculdl  run  in  thy  command?, 
 If  thou  my  heart  difcharge, 
 From  tin's  deceit  and  folly's  bands-, 
 And  fet  my  feet  at  large. 
 
 ,5  My  lips  with  courage  mall  declare 
 Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
 I'll  fpeak.  thy  word  though  tyrants  hear, 
 Nor  yield  to  finful  fhame. 
 
 6  Depart  from  me  ye  wicked  race, 
 Whofe  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  ; 
 I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
 And  mull  obey  his  wii!:. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 pCaliitCXlX.  Twelfth  Part.  C.  Met, 
 
 T?.e  benefit  cf  Afflictions. 
 
 CONSIDER  all  my  forrosvs,  Lord, 
 And  thy  deliverance  fend'; 
 My  foul  for  thy  falvation  waits, 
 When  will  my  troubles  end  1 
 
go&  PSALM     S, 
 
 2  Yet  1  have  found  Ms  good  for  me, 
 
 To  bear  my  father's  rod  ; 
 AfHi&ions  make  me  learn  the  law 
 And  reverence  my  God. 
 
 3  Tliis  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 
 
 When  new  diftrefs  begins ; 
 I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy  ways, 
 And  hate  my  former  fins. 
 
 4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 
 
 When  earthly  joys  were  tied, 
 My  foul,  ofxprefs'd  with  forrows  weighty 
 
 Had  funk  among  the  dead. 
 
 5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right 
 
 Though  they  may  feem  fevere  ; 
 In  all  the  fufferings  I  endure, 
 Thy  grace  and  love  appear. 
 
 6  Before  I  knew  thy  chaflening  rod, 
 
 My  feet  were  apt  to  flray  ; 
 
 But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
 
 Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 jpfeHnCXIX.  Thirteenth  Part.  c7M. 
 
 Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 
 
 MY  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dud, 
 Lord,  give  me  li(e  divine  ; 
 From  vain  defires,  and  every  luft, 
 Turn  oflfthefe  eyes  of  mine. 
 
p    S    A    L    M    S.  269 
 
 &  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace,, 
 To  fpeed  me  in  my  way  ;. 
 Left  I  fhouM  loiter  in  my  race,. 
 Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 
 
 3  When  fore  afflictions  prefs  me  down, 
 
 I  need  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
 Thy  word  that  I  have  relied  on, 
 Shall  help  my  heaviefi  hours. 
 
 4  Are  not  thy  mercies  fovereign  {fill  ? 
 
 And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
 Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
 To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 
 
 .5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  iove  ?• 
 And  long,  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
 And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
 Without  enlivening  grace  ! 
 
 6  Then  (hall  I  love  thy  gofpel  more,. 
 And  ne'er  forget  thy  word.; 
 When  I  have  feJt  its  quickening  power. 
 To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 
 
 "Watts, 
 
 pfalmCXIX.  Fourteenth  Part.  £.M. 
 
 Affiiaonsfanaifed. 
 
 FATHER,. I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
 How  kind  was  thy  chatlifing  rod  ? 
 That  forc'd  my  confcience  to  a  ftand, 
 And  brought  rov  wandering  foul  to  God  ! 
 T  2 
 
2lO 
 
 2 
 
 P    S    A.  L    M     S. 
 
 Foolifh  and  vain  I  went  aflray, 
 Ere  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord  j 
 
 I  left  ray  guide  and  loft  my  way, 
 Bat  now  I  love  and  keep  thy  word* 
 
 3  'lis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
 
 Foi  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fwell  r 
 
 Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  flroker 
 
 That  I  may  learn  his  ftatutes  well. 
 
 4  The  law  that  iffues  from  thy  mouth 
 
 Shall  raife  my  cheartul  paflions  more 
 Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  fuuth, 
 Or  weftern  hills  of  golden  ore. 
 
 $  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame; 
 Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  within  ; 
 Teach  me  to  love  thy  holy  name, 
 And  guard  me  fafe  from  every  fin. 
 
 6  Then  thofe  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord 
 In  my  falvation  fhall  rejoice  ; 
 For  I  have  trufted  in  thy  word, 
 
 And  nuke  thy  grace  my  only  choice 
 
 Watts, 
 
 JgHaiBl  CXX.      Common  Metre. 
 
 Complaint again]}  Enemies. 
 
 THOU  Gud  of  love,  thou  ever  bleft, 
 Pity  my  fufif'iing  flate  ; 
 When  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft, 
 From  men  who  love  deceit  ? 
 
PSALMS.  £li 
 
 2  Ah,  woe  is  me,  to  hive  my  feat,. 
 
 Among  the  Tons  o{  ft  rite  ; 
 Perpetual  infult  doom'd  to  meet,. 
 From  men  of  reillefs  life, 
 
 3  O  might  1  fly  to  change  my  place,. 
 
 I'd  rather  choofe  to  roam, 
 In  fome  wide,  loneforrre  wiidernefs^ 
 To  find  a  fzlent  home. 
 
 4  Peace  is  the  blefiing  that  I  feek, 
 And  friendly  terms  prepare  ; 
 But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  fpeak^. 
 They  all  for  war  declare, 
 
 £  New  pafftons  ftill  their  fouls  engage^ 
 And  keep  their  malice  ftrong  ; 
 What  (hall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage,. 
 O  thou,,  provoking  tongue  ! 
 
 6  Should  deadly  arrows  flrike  thee  thro*, 
 Strict  juflice  would  approve  : 
 But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
 And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 
 
 Watts  and  Mer rigs.. 
 
 Jgtfaim  CXXI.  Com.  Metre. 
 
 Divine  prefetvatiou, 
 
 FROM  Zion's  hill,  my  help  defcendSj. 
 To  God  I  lift  mine  eyes  ; 
 My  ftrength  alone  on  him  depends, 
 Who  built  the  earth  and  fkies. 
 
*a  PSALMS* 
 
 2  He,  ever  watchful,  ever  nigh, 
 
 For  bids. my  feet  to  Aide  ; 
 No  deep,  nor  (lumber  feals  the  eye 
 Of  Iliad's  faithful  guide. 
 
 3  He  will  fuflain  my  feeble  powers,. 
 
 With  his  almighty  arm  ; 
 And  watch  my  mod. unguarded. hour? 
 Againfi  all  fatal  harm.. 
 
 4  Then  let  my.  foulfecurely  reft,. 
 
 My  guardian  is  the  Lord  ; 
 Hi^>  power  which  makes  my,  (lumber  bieil* 
 Protection  will  afford; 
 
 5  Nor  (torching  fun  nor;Hckly  moon, 
 
 Will  he  permit  to  fmite  ;. 
 He  (hields  my  head  from  burning  noon^ 
 From  noxious  damps  by  night. 
 
 6  At  home,. abroad,  in. peace,. in  war, 
 
 God  will  my  life  defend.; 
 Conducl  me  free  from.every  fnare, 
 Safe  to  my  journey's  end. 
 
 Tate,  Watts  and  Merrick-. 
 
 jpfelm  CXXI.     Hallelujah  Metre. 
 
 Divine  frtftrvation. 
 
 TO  God  I  lift  my  eyes, 
 From  whom  is-all  my  aid  ;. 
 The  God  who  built  the  flues, 
 And  earth's  foundation  bid. 
 
F    S    A    L.    M    S*  Mfp| 
 
 God  is  the  tower 
 To  which  I  fly  - 
 His  grace  is  nigh, 
 In  every  hour. 
 
 v  My  feet  (hall  never  fli.de- 
 And  fall  in  fats!  fnares  ; 
 Since  God,  my  heavenly  guide- 
 Win  diffipate  my  tears.. 
 
 Thofe  wakeful  eyes 
 
 Which  never  fieep  ;; 
 
 Shall  Ifrael  keep, 
 
 When  dangers  rife.. 
 
 g  No  burning  heat  by  day,. 
 Nor  blaft  oi  evening  air, 
 Shall  take  my  health  away,, 
 If  God  be  with  me  there.. 
 
 Thou  art  my  light, 
 
 And  thou  my  fliade  ; 
 
 To  guard  my  head, 
 
 By  day  or  night. 
 
 4  Had  thou  not  promis'd,  Lord, 
 To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ?-- 
 And  I  can  truft,  thv  word,, 
 To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
 
 I'll  go  and  come, 
 
 Nor  fear  to  die  ; 
 
 Till  from  on  high,. 
 
 Thou  call  me  home-.. 
 
3i4  P    S    A    L    M    & 
 
 Jpfelm  CXXII.     Common  Metre* 
 
 For  the  Lord's  day  morning* 
 
 BEHOLD  the  rifing  dawn  appear^. 
 Which  calls  our  willing  feet  ; 
 To  tread  thy  courts,  O  God,  and  there^, 
 Our  folema  praife  repeat  ! 
 
 2  Fair  Zion's  gates  are  our  delight,. 
 
 Within  her  walls  we  ftand  ; 
 And  all  her  happy  fans  unite, 
 In  friendfhip's  facred  band. 
 
 3  We  love  the  place  where  Zion's  Lord^ 
 
 Is  pleas'd  to  fhew  his  f<ice  ; 
 Here  he  proclaims  hrs  holy  word, 
 And  here  ac septs  our  praife. 
 
 4  With  reverend  awe  and  godly  fear,. 
 
 We  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
 For  thou  the  fervent  prayer  wilt  hearr 
 Thro'  thy  beloved  Sun*. 
 
 5  Peace  be  within  th's  hallo w'd  place, 
 
 And  joy  a  conlhnt  guefl ; 
 With  holy  gilts  and  heav'nly  grace,, 
 Be  her  attendants  bleil. 
 
 6  Our  foul  (hall  pray  for  Zion  fiillj 
 
 While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
 Tor  here  our  friends  afid  brethren    dweii. 
 Attd  here  our  Saviour  reigns. 
 
 Watts  anJ.MsuRiCK,  united  and  varied*. 
 
t>    S    A    L    M    S,  2ij 
 
 H 
 
 5^Xalm  CXXII.    "Particular  Met. 
 
 'the  pleafure  of  public  ivorjbip. 
 
 OW  does  my  heart  rejoice, 
 To  hear  the  public  voice, 
 *'.Come  let  us  feek  our  God,  to  day  Vs 
 Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
 We'll  hafte  to  Zion's  hill, 
 And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay, 
 
 Zion,  thrice  happy  place  ! 
 
 Adorn'd  with  woncFrous  grace, 
 And  walls  oi  ftrengih  enclofe  thee  round  ; 
 
 In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
 
 To  pray,  and  praile,  and  hear, 
 The  (acred  gofpel's  joyful  found. 
 
 *§       Here  David's  holy  Son, 
 
 Hath  plac'd  his  royal  throne, 
 He  fits  for  grace  and  judgment  here$ 
 He  bids  the  faints  be  glad, 
 He  makes  the  wicked  fad  ; 
 But  humble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear, 
 
 4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
 And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
 
 To  blefs  the  foul  of  ev'ry  gueft  ; 
 
 The  man  who  feeks  thy  peace9 
 
 And  wiflies  thine  increafe, 
 A  thouland  bleffings  on  him  reft  ! 
 
 5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 
 "  Peace  to  this  facred  houfe/* 
 
*si6  P    S    A    L    M     S. 
 
 For  here  my  friends  and  brethren  dwell  ; 
 And  fin ce  fny  glorious  God, 
 Makes  thee  his  bleft  abode, 
 
 My  foul  (hall  ever  love  thee  well. 
 
 \Vatt?,< 
 
 i^fallU  CXXIII.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Pleading  ni'itb  fubmljji'ii. 
 
 OTHOU,  whofe  grace. and  juflice  reign. 
 Enthron'd  above  the  fky  ; 
 To  thee,  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain. 
 To  thee  we'lift  our  eye. 
 
 2  As  Tenants  watch  their  matter's  hand, 
 
 Arm  dsbvd  the  i'lero  rebuke  ; 
 Or  nioius  before  their  inritrefs  (land, 
 And  wail  :he  peaceful  look  : 
 
 3  So  ;;  ns  we  pi  ill y  feel, 
 
 T\y  i  igbteifajrt  hand,  O  Cod  ; 
 Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ft  ill-. 
 Till  'hoi',  remove  thv  rod, 
 
 4  Thofe  who  in  eafe  and  pleafure  live, 
 
 Our  da:ly  groans  dericie  ; 
 And  thy  dfjays  of  mercy  give, 
 Freih  oe\  ;;;^e  to  their  pride. 
 
 5  Our  foes  infnlt  ii},  but  our  hope 
 
 In  thy  corripa&ion  lies  ; 
 This  though*  O.iaii  beac  our  fpirits  up, 
 
 That  Gcd  will  not  defpife. 
 
 Watt.', 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S-  217 
 
 iPfalm  CXXIV.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Deliverance  from  Enemies. 
 
 HAD  not  the  Lord,  rri3y  Ifrael  fay. 
 Had  not  the  Lord  maintained  our  fide, 
 When  meri  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
 Rofe  like  the  fwelling  of  the  tide  ; 
 
 2  The  fwelling  tide  had  (lopt  our  breath, 
 So  fiercely  did  the  billows  roll  ; 
 
 We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in  death, 
 The  waters  had  o'erwhelm'd  our  foul, 
 
 f 
 
 3  Vtye  leap  for  joy,  we  fhout  and  ling, 
 
 Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  ftroke  ; 
 So  flies  the  bird  with  lively  wing, 
 When  once  the  fowler's  fnare  is  broke. 
 
 4  Forever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
 
 Who  broke  the  fowler's  deadly  fnare 
 Who  fav'd  us  from  the  threatning  fword, 
 And  made  our  lives  his  watchful  care. 
 
 5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 
 
 Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  fkies ■; 
 Who  ftiil  upholds   all  nature's  frame. 
 And  guards  his  Church  with  wakeful  eyes. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JSfaim   CXXV.    Com.   Viet. 
 
 Trial  and  Safety, 
 
 UNSHAKEN  as  the  facred  hill, 
 And  firm  as  mountains  be, 
 U 
 
218  PSALMS. 
 
 Whet!  tern  pells  rife,  the  foul  (hall  ftand, 
 That  trulls,  O  Lord,  in  thee, 
 
 2  As  lofty  mountains  flood  to  guard, 
 
 Fair  Salem's  happy  ground  ; 
 So  God's  almighty  power  and  love, 
 Enclofe  his  Church  around. 
 
 3  Though  he  permit  (he  tyrant's  rod, 
 
 T'  inflift  a  chaftening  flroke  ; 
 Yet  left  it  wound  the  foul  too  deep, 
 Its  fury  (hall  be  broke. 
 
 4  The  Lord  will  gently  deal  with  thofe, 
 
 Whofe  filial  love  and  tear, 
 Whofe  faith  and  hope  and  every  grace, 
 Proclaim  their  hearts  fin-cere. 
 
 Watts,  variei. 
 
 Pfalm  CXXVI.   Com.   Met. 
 
 Remarkable  deliverance. 
 
 WHEN  God  reveaPd  his  gracious  name, 
 And  chang'd  our  mournful  ftate  ; 
 Our  rapture  feem'd  a  pleafing  dream, 
 The  work  appeai'd  fo  great. 
 
 "  Great  is  the  work,"  our  brethren  cry'd, 
 
 And  own'd  the  power  divine  ; 
 "  Great  is  the  work,"  our  fouls  repl)  ' J, 
 
 "  And  be  the  glory  thine." 
 
PSALMS,  2i9 
 
 3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  ikies, 
 
 Can  give  us  day  for  night  ; 
 Make  drops  of  facred  farrow  rife, 
 To  rivers  of  delight* 
 
 4  Let  thofe  who  fow  in  fadnefs  wait, 
 
 Till  the  fair  harveft  come  ; 
 They  {hall  confeis  their  iheaves  are  great, 
 And  ihout  the  blefiings  home. 
 
 5  The  feed  tho'  buried  long  in  duft, 
 
 Will  not  deceive  their  hope  ; 
 The  precious  grain  cannot  be  loft, 
 For.graceenfures  the  crop, 
 
 Watts. 
 
 gjfalm  CXXVII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Succefs  and  prosperity  from  God, 
 
 IF  God  to  build  the  houie  deny, 
 The  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
 Cities  without  his  watchful  eye 
 An  ufelefs  guard  maintain. 
 
 2  In  vain  we  rife  before  the  day 
 
 And  late  to  reft  repair  ; 
 Allow  no  refpite  to  our  toil 
 And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 
 
 3  But  if  we  truft  our  father's  love 
 
 And  in  his  ways  delight  ; 
 He'll  give  us  needful  food  by  day 
 And  quiet  fleep  by  night.' 
 
oo0  PSALMS. 
 
 a  Then  children,  relatives  and  friends. 
 Shall  real  blefiings  prove  ; 
 And  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends 
 Be  crown'd  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  with  additioa*. 
 
 £>!alm  CXXVIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Family  duties  and  ilejjlngi.. 
 
 LEST  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord3 
 And  walks  by  his  unerring  word  ; 
 Comfort  ar^d  peace  his  daysattei>d, 
 And  God  will  ever  prove  his  friend. 
 
 if  To  him,  who  condefcends  to  dwell 
 With. faints  in  their  cbfcureft  cell  ; 
 Be  our  domeftic  altars  rais'd, 
 And  daily  let  his  name  be  prais'd. 
 
 3  To  him  may  each  aflembied  houfe 
 Prefent  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 
 Their  fervants  and  their  rifing  race 
 Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  grace. 
 
 /l  Then  (hall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 
 Still  more  delightful  bleffings  prove  ; 
 And  parents  hearts  (hall  overflow 
 With  joys  that  parents  only  know. 
 
 5  When  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 
 Shad  fee  our  children's  children  rife  ; 
 Til!  pleas'd  and  thankful  we  remove, 
 And  join  the  family  above. 
 
 I-'Cddkidoe  and  Merrick,  united  and  varied. 
 
PSALMS  221 
 
 JJfallU  CXXIX.  Long  Metre  ^ 
 
 (A  new  verfion.) 
 
 The  Ccunfds  of  Emmies  difappolnted.  • 
 
 HOW  otten  have  our  refilefs  foes 
 Their  arts  employ 'd  to  vex  oar  land! 
 But  God  did  kindly  interpofe, 
 
 His  power  hath  made  our  feet  to  fland. 
 
 •- 
 
 2  By  fubtii  wiles  as  dark  as  night, 
 
 Their  malice  lay  a  while  conceal/d  ; 
 But  foon  the  mifchief  fprang  to  light, 
 And  all  their  projects  flood  reveal' J, 
 
 3  With  pride  and  power  and  lifted  hand, 
 
 They  dealt  their  vengeful  blows  around  ; 
 Our  backs  were  like  the  furrow'd  land, 
 
 When  ploughmen  break  the  ftubborn  ground* 
 
 4  But  fecret  arts  and  open  force 
 
 Have  never  mov'd  our  fledfaft  feet  ; 
 His  juftice  Hill  maintains  its  courfe, 
 And  he  will  all  their  plots  defeat. 
 
 5  Like  wither'd  grafs,  their  hopes  (hall  faci=?, 
 
 Nor  God  nor  man  their  counfels  blefs  ; 
 No  friendly  hand  fhall  lend  them  aid, 
 No  tongue  thai!  wifathern  good  facceU. 
 
 jPfalm  CXXX.   Common.  Metre, 
 
 Repentance  and  pardon. 
 
 LORD,  thould'ft  thou  call  us  to  thy  bir, 
 Should  thine  impartial  hand 
 U  i 
 
22 
 
 L    M    S, 
 
 Avenge  our  fins  againft  thy  law, 
 What  mortal  flefh- could  ftand-! 
 
 2  But  fovereign  mercy  dwells  with  thee, 
 
 Hope  dawns  amidft  our  fears  ; 
 Divine  forgivenefs  large  and  free 
 Shall  wipe  our  flowing  tears. 
 
 3  On  thee  alone  our  fouls  would  wait. 
 
 And  in  thy  word  would  ftay  ; 
 Thy  promilescan  light  create 
 And  turn  our  night  to  day. 
 
 4  Juil  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
 
 Long  tor  the  morning  Ikies, 
 Watch  the  finl  beams  ct  breaking  light 
 And  meet  them  with  their  eyes. 
 
 ,5  So  wait  cur  fouls  to  fee  thy  grace, 
 And  more  intent  than  they, 
 Meet  the  fiifl:  openings  of  thy  face, 
 And  find  a  brighter  day. 
 
 6  Let  contrite  finners,  on  the  Lord, 
 
 With  humble  hope  recline  ; 
 Juftice  and  mercy,  in  his  word, 
 Harmonioufiy  combine. 
 
 7  Unnumber'd  though  our  fins  appear, 
 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  pain  ; 
 Thy  houndlefs  love  difpelsour  fear, 
 And  tleanfes  every  {him 
 
 W/tti  and  Stiih 
 
PS    A    L    U:    &  .2«3 
 
 J5falm  CXXX"  -     Long  Metre. 
 
 FROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thought 
 To  thee,  my  God,  I  raife  my  cry 
 It  thou  feverely  mark  our  faults, 
 What  fiefh  could. {land  before  thine  eye^ 
 
 But  thou  haft  fet  thy  throne  of  grace 
 Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there  ; 
 That  tinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
 And  hope  and  love  as  well  as  fear. 
 
 As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
 And  long  and  wilh  for  breaking  day  ; 
 So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate, 
 When  will  my  God  his  face  difplay  ? 
 
 \  My  truflisfix'd  upon  thy  word, 
 Nor  (hall  I  truft  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
 Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
 And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 
 
 \  Great  is  his  love  and  large  his  grace. 
 Thro'  the  redemption  of  his  fon  ; 
 He  turns  our  feet  from  ftnful  ways, 
 And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 
 
 Watts-. 
 
 $?ialnx  CXXXI.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Humility  ht£  contentment. 
 
 IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 
 Search  gracious  God,  and  fee  ;. 
 Gr  do  I  a£i  a  haughty  part  ? 
 Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee, 
 
ft»,i  PSALM    S. 
 
 2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 
 
 All  difcontent  and  pride  ; 
 Nor  let  me  in  erroneous  paths. 
 With  thoughtlefs  finneis  glide. 
 
 3  Whate'er  thine  all  difcerning  eye 
 
 Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
 I'll  blefs  the  good,  and  to  the  ill, 
 Contentedly  fubmit. 
 
 4  With  humble  pleafure  let  me  view 
 
 The  profp'rous  and  the  great ; 
 Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
 And  odious  felf-conceit. 
 
 £  Let  not  defpair  nor  fell  revenge 
 Be  to  my  bofom  known; 
 O  give  me  tears  for  others'  woe, 
 And  patience  for  my  own. 
 
 6  Feed  me  with  neeeflary  food, 
 
 I  afk  not  wealth  or  fame  ; 
 But  give  me  eyes  to  view  thy  works, 
 And  fenfe  to  praife  thy  name. 
 
 7  May  my  ftill  days  obfcurely  pafs, 
 
 Without  remorfe  or  care  ; 
 And  let  me  for  the  parting  hour 
 InccfldQtly  prepare. 
 
 B.  Wxlmaws  CtUeOion. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  2251 
 
 pfaltnCXXXir.     Com?non  Metres 
 
 The  Jeivijh  and  Chrijiian  Churches  compared. 
 
 THE  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name* 
 His  ark  was  fettled  there  ; 
 To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
 To  worfeip  thrice  a  year. 
 
 Thither  from  Canaan's  utmcft  ends,. 
 
 The  favoured  tribes. reiort  ; 
 And  God  his  fare  protection  lends 
 
 While  they  approach  his  couru 
 
 But  we  have  no  fuchleng'hs  to  go 
 
 Nor  fuch  a  tedious  road  ; 
 Where'er  thy  faints  alTemble  now 
 
 There  is  a  houfe  of  God.. 
 
 Arife,  O  king  of  grace,  arife, 
 
 And  enter  to  thy  reft  ; 
 ho  thy  church  waits  wuh  longing  eyes>, 
 
 Thus  to  he  own'd  and  bfeft. 
 
 Enter,  with  all  thy.  glorious  train, 
 
 Thy  fpirit  and  thy  word  ; 
 All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
 
 Could  no  fuch  grace  afford, 
 
 Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows*-. 
 
 Here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  j 
 BJefs  the  provisions  of  thy  houfe, 
 
 And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 
 
 Watts,  with  variation.. 
 
t26  PSALMS, 
 
 jpfelm  CXXXI1I.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Bictberty  /W«?» 
 
 BLEST  are  the  fens  o(  peace, 
 Whbfe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  \ 
 Whofe  kind  defigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe 
 Thro'  all  their  aelions  run  I 
 
 &   B'efl  is  the  pious  houfe, 
 
 Where  zeal  and  triendfhip  meet  j 
 Their  fongs  oi  praife,  their  mingled  vows 
 Make  their  communion  fweet. 
 
 3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
 The  faints  are  bleft  above  ; 
 Where  peace  like  morn^ig  dew  divJIIs 
 And  all  the  air  is  love. 
 
 W*TTS. 
 
 Pfalm  CXXXIV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Daily  and  nightly  devotion. 
 
 YEfervantsot  ih'  eternal  king, 
 Your  grateful  hymns  in  triumph  fing  ; 
 Ye  who  attend  his  courts  by  day, 
 And  in  the  night  your  homage  pay. 
 
 *  Behold  the  fun,  obedient  ftill, 
 To  execute  his  maker's  will  ! 
 The  filver  moon  and  planets  roll, 
 In  filence  round  the  glowing  pole. 
 
 3  As  they  difpenfe  their  fteady  rays, 
 Like  them,  be  oonftantin  his  praife  ; 
 
PSALMS.  227 
 
 Like  them,  harmonioufly  join, 
 To  celebrate  the  hand  divine. 
 
 4  And  may  that  God  whofe  power  has  made 
 This  earth,  and  heavn's  wide  arch  difplay'd, 
 From  facred  Zion  bid  you  prove, 
 The  bleflings  of  his  boundlefs  love. 
 
 -Partly  from  Merrick. 
 
 Jpfalm  CXXXV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Praifi  to  the  true  and  living  God. 
 
 AWAKE,  ye  faints,  to  praife  your  king 
 Your  nobleil  pafiTions  raife  ; 
 The  pious  pleafure  while  you  fing 
 Increasing  with  the  piaife. 
 
 2  Great  is  the  Lord,  and  works  of  might 
 
 His  majefty  declare  ; 
 But  ftill  his  faints  are  near  his  fight, 
 And  find  a  parent's  care. 
 
 3  Heaven,  earth  and  fea  conlefs  his  hand 
 
 He  bids  the  vapours  rife  ; 
 Lightning  and  ftorm  at  his  command 
 Sweep  thro'  the  vaulted  fkies. 
 
 4  All  power  that  Kings  or  Gods  have  claim'd 
 
 Is  found  with  him  alone  : 
 But  heathen  Gods  mould  nee'r  be  nam'd 
 Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
 
 5  Which  of  the  flocks  or  flones  they  truft 
 
 Can  give  them  fhowers  of  rain  ? 
 
228  P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 In  vain  thev  pray  to  glittering  dull, 
 And  worfliip  gold  in  vain. 
 
 6  But  ye  who  know  the  living  God, 
 Serve  him  with  holy  fear ; 
 He  makes  his  church  his  bleft  abode 
 And  claims  your  homage  here. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 pfalmCXXXVI,    Long  Metre, 
 
 GIVE  to  our  God  immortal  praife, 
 f  Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways ; 
 Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong 
 Repeat  his  mercies  in  you»  fang. 
 
 2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords,  renown, 
 The  king  of  kings  with  glory  crown 
 His  mercies  never  {hall  decay 
 
 Tho'  Lords  and  Kings  (hall  pafs  away, 
 
 3  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  fang. 
 
 4  He  gives  the  fun  his  cheering  light, 
 He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night; 
 His  mercies  never  (hall  decay, 
 Tho'  funs  and  moons  (hall  pafs  away. 
 
 £  He  fent  his  fan  with  power  to  fave, 
 From  fin  and  darknefs  and  the  grave  ; 
 
- 
 P    S    A    L    M    S,  2g9 
 
 Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
 Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  fong. 
 
 6  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
 And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  feat  ; 
 His  mercies  ever  (hall  endure 
 When  this  vain  world  mail  be  no  more. 
 
 Wattis/ 
 
 f)fetni  CXXXVI.  Hallefyjab  Metre. 
 
 TO  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
 Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 
 To  him  due  praife  afford 
 As  good  as  he  is  great. 
 For  God  does  prove^ 
 Our  constant  friend  ; 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 %  To  him,  whofe  wondrous  power, 
 
 Ail  other  Gods  obey  ; 
 •  Whom   earthly  kings  adore^ 
 This  grateful  homage  pay. 
 For  God  will  prove 
 Our  conftant  friend  ; 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 3  By  his  Almighty  hand, 
 
 Stupendous  works  are  wrought  ; 
 The  heavens  by  his  cOanmand 
 Were  to  perfection  brought, 
 W 
 
j3o  PSALM    $. 
 
 This  God  will  prove 
 Our  conftant  fiiend  ; 
 His  boundlefs  love 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 4  Thro1  heaven  lie  doth  difplay 
 The  radiant  orbs  of  light,; 
 The  fun  to  rule  by  day 
 The  moon  and  (tars  by  night, 
 
 This  God  will  .-prove, 
 
 -Our  confiant  friend  ; 
 
 His  boundlefs  love, 
 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 ^  He  fpread  the  ocean  round, 
 About  the  fpacious  land  ; 
 And  made  the  folid  ground, 
 Above  the  waters  Hand. 
 
 This  God  vviji  prove, 
 
 Our  conftant  fiiend; 
 
 Mis  boundlefs  love, 
 
 Shall  never  end. 
 
 6  He  doth  the  food  fupply. 
 On  which  all  creatures  live,; 
 To  God,  v:ho  reigns  on  high, 
 ,j£rernai  praifes  give. 
 
 This  God  will  prove,. 
 
 .Our  conftant  friend  ; 
 
 Jiis  boundlefs  love, 
 
 thai!  never  end. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  231 
 
 25falm  CXXXVI.   AH  Sevens  Metre. 
 
 *tbt '  perfections  and  provtdtnet  of  God, 
 
 LIFT  your  voice  and  thankful  Gng, 
 Piaifes  to  your  heavenly  king  ; 
 For  his  bieflings  far  extend, 
 And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 
 
 2  Be  the  Lord  your  only  theme, 
 Who  of  Gods  is  God  fupreme  ; 
 He  to  whom  all  Lords  befide, 
 Bow  the  knee,  their  faces  hide. 
 
 g.  Who  afferts  his  juft  command^ 
 By  tiie  wonders  of  his  hand  ; 
 He  whofe  wifdom,  thron'd  on  high, 
 Built  the  manfions  of  the  Iky. 
 
 4;  He  who  bade  the  watery  6^ept 
 In  appointed  bounds  to  keep 
 And  the  liars  that  gild  the  pole, 
 Thro'  unmeafur'd  ether  roll. 
 
 £  Thee,  O  fun,  whofe  powerful  ray, 
 R.ules  the  empire  of  the  day  ; 
 Y-ou,  O  moon  and  Jlars,  whofe  light, 
 Cheers  the  daiknefs  of  the  night.' 
 
 6  He  with  food  fuftains,  O  earth, 
 
 All  which  claim  from  thee  their  birth  $ 
 For  his  bieflings  wide  extend, 
 And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 
 
 Ml  A  RICK, 
 
232 
 
 P    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 Jpfelm  CXXXVII.  Common  Metre, 
 
 Captivity.. 
 
 [A  new  verfion.) 
 
 FAR  from  our  friends  and  country  dear 
 In  hoftile  lands  we  moan  ; 
 ■  .No  tender  hand  to  wipe  the  tear 
 Which  flaws  with  every  groan  ! 
 
 2  Our  foes  vindictive  mock  our  grief,. 
 
 And  fport  with  our  complaints ; 
 No  mercy  prompts  to  give  relief, 
 Tho'  languid  mifery  faints. 
 
 3  In  retrofpeclive  fcenes  employ'd, 
 
 We  think  on  former  days  ; 
 When  peaceful  fabbaths  we  enjoy'd9 
 And  all  our  work  was  praife. 
 
 4  But  now,  of  liberty  depriv'd, 
 
 In  folitude  confin'd  ; 
 In  vain  we  feek  the  word  of  life 
 To  feed  the  ftarving  mind. 
 
 £  To  thee,  O  Lord,  we  lift  our  eye, 
 To  thee,  our  caufe  commend  ; 
 Thou  hear'fl  the  mourning  pris'ner's  figb 
 Thou  art  the  fuff'rer's  friend. 
 
 6  We  feek  no  vengeance  on  our  foes  ^ 
 But  put  our  trufl  in  thee  ; 
 O  let  thy  mercy  inkerpofe, 
 And  fet  thy  captives  free. 
 
F    S    A    L    MS.  233 
 
 j$Mm  CXXXVIII.     Common  Metre , 
 
 A  fang  of Praife. 
 
 TO  thee,  my  God,  my  heart  {hall  bring 
 The  lively  grateful  fong  ;  * 
 
 Attending  crouds  {hall  hear  me  fing 
 With  rapture  on  my  tongue. 
 
 %■  Amidft  the  glories  of  thy  name 
 Thy  truth  exalted  mines  ; 
 A  faithful  God,  thy  wgrds  proclaim  •■ 
 In  everlafting  lines. 
 
 3  Th'  eternal  God  looks  kindly  down 
 On  pious  humble  fouls  ; 
 But  from  afar  his  piercing  frown 
 The  fons  of  pride  controuis, 
 
 *  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  all  my  hopes  fulfil,. 
 To  thee,  the  work  belongs  ; 
 .Let  endlefs  mercy  guide  me  flill, 
 And  tune  my  grateful  longs. 
 
 Mrs.  St£2li„ 
 
 Jglfclm  CXXXVIII.    Long  Metre, 
 
 Rejiaring  and  preferring  mercy. 
 
 WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
 I'll  praife  my  maker  in  my  fong  ;, 
 While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes, 
 Tb  thy  fail  temple  in  the  fries. . 
 
 W-  2- 
 
 , 
 
234 
 
 PSALM    3, 
 
 2  I'll  fmg  thy  truth  and  mercy  Lord, 
 Til  ung  the  wonders  of  thy  word; 
 Not  all  thy  works  and  names  helow 
 So  much  thy  power  and  giory  fhow. 
 
 3  The  God  of  heaven  maintains  his  flate, 
 Frowns  on  the  impious,  proud  and  great  5. 
 But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  fee, 
 
 The  fons  of  humble  poverty. 
 
 4  Amidit  a  thoufand  fnares  I  ftand, 
 Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  band  ; 
 Thy  words  my  fainting  foul  revive,. 
 And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 
 
 £  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins,. 
 To  lave  from  forrows  or  from  fins  ; 
 The  work  which  wifdom  undertakes 
 Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 JpfatolCXXXVIII.ver.  3,5.  Short  M. 
 
 Spiritual  Strength  and  'Joy. 
 
 MY  foul,  review  the  time, 
 In  which  my  God  I  fought ; 
 I  ciy'd  aloud  for  aid  divine, 
 And  aid  di»ine  he  brought. 
 
 2       Tho*  all  my  fainting  heart, 
 His  fecret  vigour  fpread  ; 
 T<>  me  his  ftrength  he  did  impart, 
 And  rais'd  my  drooping  head. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    Si  &$& 
 
 %      Then  will  I  raife  my  voice, 
 And  form  a  cheerful  fong  ; 
 With  all  the  faints  I  will  rejoice, 
 Who  to  his  courts  belong. 
 
 £      With  them,  the  path  Til  trace^. 
 Which  leads  to  his  abode  ; 
 And  join  to  fing  redeeming  grace*. 
 Along  the  joyful  road, 
 
 5.      Here,  flowers  of  paradife 
 In  rich  profufion  fpring  ; 
 There,  Zion's  lotty  towers  arife*, 
 The  feat  oi  Zion's  king. 
 
 6       Within  thofe  facred  walls, 
 1  mail  be  ever  bieft  ; 
 I'll  follow  where  my  father  calls, 
 And  feek  his  heavn'iy  reft. 
 
 Altered  from  Dobdridgev 
 
 pfalmCXXXIX.  ift.Part.  Com.MtU 
 
 The  univerfal  frefence  of  God, 
 
 IN  all  my  vaft  concerns,  with  thee, 
 In  vain  my  foul  would  try, 
 To  mun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee,. 
 The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
 
 g  Thv  all-furrounding  fight  furveys^ 
 My  rifing  and  my  reft; 
 My  public  walks,  my  private  ways 
 And  fecrets  of  my  breaft, 
 
^6  P    S    A    X    M    Si 
 
 3  My  thoughts  tie  open  to  the  Lqri, 
 Before  they're  lorm'd  within  ; 
 And  e're  my  lips  pronounce  the  word 
 He  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 
 i  O  wondVous  knowledge,  deep  and  h^U  t 
 Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
 Within?  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
 Befet  onev'jy  fide. 
 
 r  So  let  thy  grace  fmround  me  ftift, 
 And  like  a  bulwark  prove  ; 
 To  guard  my  foul  from  every  ill, 
 Secur'd  by  fov'reign  love. 
 
 Watt». 
 
 pfalinCXXXIX.  ad.  Part.  C.Mti 
 
 Ibt  all feeing  eye  of  God.' 
 
 LORD,  where  (hall  guilty  fouls  retire^ 
 Forgotten  and  unknown  ? 
 in  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  ire, 
 In  heaven  thy  glorious  throne. 
 
 2  Should  1  (upprefs  my  vital  breath, 
 
 Tefcape  the  wrath  divine  ; 
 Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death,' 
 And  make  the  grave  refign. 
 
 3  U  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 
 
 1  fly  beyond  the  weft  ; 
 Thy  hand  which  muft  fupport  my  flight , 
 Would  foon  betray  my  reft.- 
 
P    S .A    h    M    S  •*$$ 
 
 4  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 
 The  curtains  of  the  night  ; 
 Thofe  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thylaw 
 Would  turn  the  fhade&to  light. 
 
 £  The  beams  or"  noon,  the  midnight  hour 
 Are  both  alike  to  thee  ; 
 O  may  I  ne'er  diftrufi  that  power 
 From  which  I  cannot  flee. 
 
 Watts.. 
 
 g>{altttCXXX[X.    3d.  Part.  C.  Met, 
 
 God  the  author  of  our  being. 
 
 GOD  of  my  life,  whofe  bounteous  care 
 Firft  gave  me  power  to  move; 
 How  (hall  my  grateful  heart  declare 
 The  wonders  of  thy  love  ? 
 
 2  Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  ftand, 
 The  producl  of  thy  fkill  ; 
 The  wonders  of  thy  forming   hand 
 My  admiration  fill. 
 
 %  Whilft  void  of  thought  and  fenfe  I  hy 
 Dtift  of  my  parent  earth; 
 Thy  breath  inform'd  the  fleeping  clajv 
 And  cali'd  me  into  birth. 
 
 I  From  thee,  before  my  breath  begun 
 My  limbs  their  faihion  took  ; 
 And  in  continuance,  every  one 
 Was  written  in  thy  book* 
 
*2&  P    S     A     L    M    a 
 
 £  Thine  eye  beheld  in  perfect  view,. 
 The  yet  unfinifh'd  plan  ; 
 Th'*  imperfect  lines,  thy  pencil  drev^ 
 And  lorm'd  the  future  rrvan; 
 
 6  O  may  this  animated  frame 
 
 This  wotk  of  matchlefs  {kill» 
 Be  all  devoted  to  thy  name" 
 And  [q\q  to-do  thy  will. 
 .  B.  Williams  C»llefl'on  varied.' 
 
 JgrtalmCXXXLX.  4thPart.  Com.  Met. 
 
 Praifefor  temporal  and  ffiritual  mercies. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  father,  gracious  Lord, 
 Kind  guardian  of  my  days  ; 
 My  heart  thy  mercies  would  record, 
 In  grateful  fongs  of  praife. 
 
 2  In  life's  fir  ft  dawn,  my  tender  frame, 
 
 Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
 Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name,. 
 Or  breathe  my  iniant  prayer. 
 
 3  When  reafon  with  my  ftaturegrew*. 
 
 How  faint  her  b'righteft  ray  ! 
 
 How  little  oi  my  God  I  knew  ! 
 
 How  apt  from  thee  to  ftray  I 
 
 4.  When,  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breath,, 
 'Twas  thine  almighty  love, 
 That  favyd:me  iromimpending  death,. 
 Aud  bade  cay  fears  remove* 
 
PSALMS.  &M 
 
 ^  How  many  bleffings  round  me  (hone, 
 Where'er  I  tum'd  my  eye  ! 
 How  many.paft  almcft  unknown, 
 Or  unregarded,  by  1 
 
 6  Each  roiling  year jiew  favours  brought, 
 From  thy  exhauftlefs  ftore  ; 
 But  ah  1  in  <v-a:n  my  lab'ring  thought, 
 Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 
 
 *r  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 
 And  every  weaknefs  dies  ; 
 Complete  the  wonders  or  .thy  grace, 
 And  raife  me  to  .he  (Ivies. 
 
 :6  Then  (hall  my  -joyful  powers  unite, 
 In  more  exalted  lays  ; 
 And  join  the  happy  fons  of  light. 
 In  everlafting  praife. 
 
 Mf&.  Stesl"e; 
 
 pfclmCXXXIX.  5th.  Part.L.  Met. 
 
 The  formation  of  both  and  foul. 
 
 THOU  God,  by  whole   command  I  live, 
 The  tribute  of  my  praife  receive  ; 
 To  thee,  O  Lord,  my  lite  I  owe, 
 And  all  my  joys  from  thee  do  flow. 
 
 e  Not  many  funs  have  formal  the  year, 
 
 And  roll'd  their  courfes  round  the  fphere  % 
 Since  thou  my  fliapelefs  duft  furvey'd 
 In  uudifHnguilhed  matter  laid* 
 
240  PSALMS, 
 
 3  Thy  plaftic  hand  my  clay  refin'd, 
 Its  particles  in  order  join'd  ; 
 
 And  to  complete  the  wondrous  whole 
 Did  flamp  thine  imags  on  my  foul. 
 
 4  A  foul  fufceptible  of  joy, 
 
 Which  length  of  time  cannot  deftroy ; 
 Tho'  nature  claims  my  vital  breath 
 It  bids  defiance  ftill  to  death. 
 
 5  To  realms  of  blifs  that  foul  will  foar, 
 When  earth  and  fkies  (hall  be  no  more  ; 
 And  there  in  more  exalted  lays 
 
 Shall  fing  my  great  Creator's  praife. 
 
 Mrs    Carter  varied. 
 
 ■  -  ! - 
 
 Pfalm  CXXXIX.  6th.  Part.  C.  Met. 
 
 To  the  fearcket  ofkear.'s. 
 
 LORD,  mould  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
 How  vaft  the  numbers  rife  ! 
 Beyond  the  fands  that  fpread  the  (hore, 
 Or  ftars  that  gild  the  Ikies. 
 
 2  Whene'er  I  clofe  my  eyes  to  fleep 
 Thefe  tho'ts  (hall  footh  my  reft  ; 
 And  when  I  wake  they  ftill  fhall  keep 
 Their  place  within   my  breaft. 
 
 n   Before  thine  all  pervading  eyeS} 
 
 I  would  my  foul  difplay  ; 
 
 I  fcoin  to  ufe  the  leaft  difguife 
 
 But  afk  thy  ftiict  furvey* 
 
PSALMS.  241 
 
 ^  Does  my  fond  heart  fome  fav'rite  fin* 
 Within  itfelf  conceal  ! 
 O  may  a  beam  of  light  divine 
 The  hidden  guilt  leveal. 
 
 g  If  in  the  paths  of  dark  deceit, 
 My  foal  hath  gone  aftray  ; 
 O  turn  and  guide  my  wand 'ring  feet 
 In  thy  celeftial  way. 
 
 Partly  from  Doddriogs. 
 
 pMm  CXL.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Deliverance  from  -Enemies. 
 
 GREAT  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel, 
 Their  rage  by  power  fuperior  quell  ; 
 Save  us  from  their  vindictive  tongue, 
 And  guard  us  from  the  hand  of  wrong, 
 
 £  The  tongue,  by  wifdom  unfubdu'd, 
 From  biifs  its  owner  (hall  exclude  9 
 Deflru&ion  follows  faft  behind 
 The  feet  to  wickednefs  inclin'd. 
 
 3  Our  heart  has  known  thee,  Lord,  prepai'd 
 The  helplefs  and  the  poor  to  guard  ; 
 
 To  fave  them  from  oppression's  jaws, 
 And  vindicate  the  injur'd  caufe. 
 
 4  The  foul,  fubjecled  to  thy  fear 
 With  gratitude  thy  voice  (hall  hear  : 
 Shall  bow  iheir  wills  to  thy  command 
 And  in  thy  fight  accepted  Hand. 
 
 Mk&zck, 
 X 
 
g4s  PSALMS. 
 
 pMm  CXLI.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  reproof. 
 
 LORD,  when  I  call,  make  hafte  to  hear3 
 And  to  ray  voice  incline  thine  ear  ; 
 So  {hall  my  prayer  like  incenfe  rife, 
 My  lifted  hands  like  facrifice. 
 
 s  O  fet  upon  my  lips  a  guard, 
 
 And  let  my  tongue  be  doubly  barr'dj 
 Let  not  my  heart  to  vice  incline, 
 Nor  let  my  hand  in  mifchief  join. 
 
 3  If  e'er  from  wifdom's  path  I  ftray, 
 And  walk  in  fin's  delufive  way  ; 
 Let  virtue's  friend,  feverely  kind, 
 Reprove  the  errors  of  my  mind. 
 
 4  Their  faithful  word*  like  ointment  fhed, 
 Shall  never  bruife,  but  heal  my  head  ; 
 And  when  I  6nd  them  prefs'd  with  grief, 
 I'll  pray  to  heav'n  for  their  relief. 
 
 Watts,  Merrick  and  DenhAm, 
 
 pCalm  CXLII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Deliverance  from  trouble  andforrovj. 
 
 TO  thee  great  God,  I  will  difclofe. 
 In  fad  recital  all  my  woes  ; 
 Becaufe  thine  eyes,  with  fleady  view, 
 Thro'  farrow? gloom,  my  fteps  purfue. 
 
P'    S    A    L    M    S.  S4S 
 
 W  On  every  fide  I  caft  mine  eye, 
 
 But  found  no  friend  or  helper  nigh  ; 
 No  lenient  tongue  my  griei:  to  cheer, 
 No  eye  to  drop  the  facial  tear. 
 
 3  Then,  mighty  God,  to  thee  I  cry'd. 
 In  whom  I  can  my  hopes  confide  mr 
 Be  thou  my  refuge,  while  I  live, 
 And  when  1  die,  my  foul  receive. 
 
 4  Do  thou  my  prifon  doors  unbar, 
 
 So  fhail  my  tongue  thy  love  declare  ; ' 
 And  righteous  men  with  me  ihali  join 
 To  celebrate  thy  power  divine. 
 
 Watts  and  Merrick,  varied, 
 
 rr-T i       i« 
 
 pfaltU  CXLIII.     Long  Metre.. 
 
 Comprint  and  Hope. 
 
 HEAR,  O  my  God,  with  pity  hear,, 
 My  humble,  fupplicating  raodii  ; 
 In  mercy  anfwerali  my  prayer, 
 
 And  make  thy  truth  and  goodnefs  known » 
 
 S  O  let  thy  mercy  [fill  be  nigh  ; 
 
 Should  awful  jiiftice  frown  fevere, 
 Before  the  terror  of  thine  eye, 
 
 What  trembling  mortal  can  appear  \ 
 
 g  I  call  to  mind  the  former  days, 
 
 Thine  ancient  works  declare  thy  name 
 Thy  truth,  thy  goodnefs  and  thy  grace  ; 
 And  fchefe,  O  Lord,  are  ilill  the  fame* 
 
H|  P    S    A    L    M    S* 
 
 4  To  thee,  1  lift  my  fuppliant  hands, 
 To  thee,  my  longing  foul  afplres  ; 
 As  cheering  Jhowers  to  thirfty  lands, 
 Thy  grace  can  fill  thefe  ftrong  defires.. 
 
 $  Speak  to  my  heart ;  the  gloomy  night 
 
 Shall  yaniffi,  and  bright  morning  break  ; 
 In  thee  I  truft,  my  guide,  my  light, 
 
 Teach  me  the  path  my  feet  mould  take, 
 
 6  Teach  me  to  do  thy  facred  will, 
 
 Thou  art  my  God,  my  hope,  my  (lay  ; 
 Let  thy  good  fpirk  lead  me  frill. 
 
 And  point  the  fafe,  the  upright  way. 
 
 Mrs.  Stixli. 
 
 pfatmCXLIV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Divine  froU&ion-,  Pea£t  and  Plenty*  r 
 
 DESCEND  from  heaven,  almighty  Lord, 
 And  earth  {hall  tremble  at  thy  word; 
 The  fmoking  hills,  with  confcious  fear, 
 Shall  own  their  fov'reign  maker  near. 
 
 s  Whilft  thy  keen  pointed  lightnings  fly, 
 Like  flaming  arrows  thro'  the  fky  ; 
 Gur  lues  difpers'd  fhall  rife  no  more  ; 
 Nor  dare  the  terrors  of  thy  power. 
 
 3  O  ict  thy  potent  arm  controul 
 
 Thefe  threat'ning  waves  that  round  us  roll  3 
 Thefe  fpns  of  vanity  that  rife, 
 Wivh.frdua^ul  hand*  and  impious  lies. 
 
F    S    A    L    M    S.  245 
 
 4  Then  mall  our  fons,  beneath  thy  care9 
 Grow  up  like  plants  ere8;  and  f*r  ; 
 Our  daughters  fhall  like  pillars  rife, 
 Where  fplendid  buildings  charm  the  eyes, 
 
 ^  Then  plenty  fhall  our  (lores  increafe, 
 Plenty,  the  lovely  child  of  peace  ; 
 The  flock  its  fleecy  wealth  (hall  yield. 
 And  pour  its  thoufands  o'er  the  field. 
 
 €  The  well-fed  ox  fhali  then  afford 
 Kis  cheerlui  labours  to  his  Lord  ; 
 No  more  fhall  fons  of  plunder  reign, 
 ^^Nor  fons  of  mifery  complain. 
 
 j  O  happy  people  !  favour'd  fiate  ! 
 Whom  fueh  peculiar  bleflings  wait  j 
 Happy  !   who  on  the  Lord  depend, 
 Their  help,  their  guardian  and  their  friend, 
 
 Mrs.  Steels. 
 
 |?falm  CXLV.  1  ft.  Part.  Com.  Mett 
 
 The  divine  perfeSHom  and  providence. 
 
 THEE  will  I  blefs,  my  God  and  king, 
 Thy  endlefs  praife  proclaim  ; 
 This  tribute  daily  will  I  bring, 
 And  ever  blefs  thy  name. 
 
 %  Thou,  Lord,  art  infinitely  great, 
 And  highfy  to  be  prais'd  ; 
 Thy  raajefly,  with  boundless  height 
 Abov-e  our  knowledge  rais'd, 
 
 X  2 
 
'4* 
 
 PSALMS. 
 
 3  Renown'd  for  mighty  afts,  thy  fame, 
 To  future  time  extends  ; 
 prom  age  to  age,  thy  glorious  name, 
 Succeffively  defcends. 
 
 .4  The  fathers  to  the  liftening  youth. 
 Shall  teach  thy  wond'rous  ways ; 
 Ages  to  come  proclaim  thy  truth, 
 And  nations  found  thy  praife. 
 
 £  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date, 
 Shall  thro'  the  world  be  known  ; 
 Thine  arm  of  power,  thy  heav'nly  (late 
 With  public  fplendor  fhown. 
 
 6  The  world  is  govern'd  by  thy  hands, 
 
 Thy  fonts  are  rui'd  by  love  ; 
 
 And  thine  eternal  kingdom  Hands, 
 
 Tho'  rocks  and  hills  remove. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts, 
 
 Jpfelm  CXLV.  2d.  Part.   Com.  Met, 
 
 Divine  Goodvcfs. 
 
 GREAT  is  the  Lord  !  our  fouls  adore,. 
 We  wonder  while  we  praife; 
 His  power  what  creature  can  exploie,, 
 Or  equal  honours  raife  ? 
 
 *  Thv  name  fhairdwell  upon  my  tongue. 
 While  funs  fhalJ  fet  and  rife ; 
 And  tune  my  everlafling  fong 
 In  realms  beyond  the  Ikies* 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S,  S4^ 
 
 3  Thy  praife  Oiall  be  my  conftant  theme3 
 
 The  wonders  of  thy  power ; 
 I'll  fpeak  the  honours  of  thy  name.,. 
 And  bid  the  world  adore.. 
 
 4  But  fweetly  flowing  flrains  {hall  tell- 
 
 The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
 And  fongs  of  grateful  joy  reveal 
 Thy  fpotlefs  righteoufnefs. 
 
 £  How  large  thy  tender  mercies  arei5 
 How  wide  thy  grace  extends  I 
 On  thy  beneficence  and  care9 
 The  univerfe  depends. 
 
 6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  for  daily  meat, 
 
 Thy  creatures  lift  their  eyes ; 
 On  thee,  their  common  father  waif^ 
 From  thee  receive  fupplies. 
 
 7  Thy  fov'reign  bounty  freely  gives 
 
 From  thine  exhauftlefs  {lore; 
 And  univerfal  nature  lives, 
 On  thy  fuflaining  power. 
 
 8  Holy  and  juft  in  all  its  ways, 
 
 Is  providence  divine ; 
 In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 
 Of  power  and  goodnefs  fhine. 
 
 Mrs,  Sxasts, 
 
24S  P    S     A    L    Ivi    S. 
 
 pfalm  CXLV.    3d.  Part.  Com.  Met* 
 
 Divine  pczuer  and  companion. 
 
 GREAT  God,  while  nature   (peaks  thy 
 With  all  her  num'rous  tongues;  [praife, 
 Thy  faints  (hall  tune  diviner  lays. 
 And  love  infpire  their  fongs. 
 
 3,  Thy  power  and  goodnefs  they  mall  fi  ng3 
 The  glories  of  thy  reign  ; 
 Thy  wond'rous  deeds,  almighty  King, 
 Shall  fill  the  raptur'd  ftrain. 
 
 3  Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  Sands, 
 
 While  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
 And  time  fubmits  to  thy  commands 
 W'hile  ages  roll  away. 
 
 4  Ke  that  invokes  the  God  of  grace 
 
 Shall  find  him  ever  near  ; 
 To  all  who  humbly  feek  his  face 
 He  lends  a  pitying  ear. 
 
 §  He  kno;vs  the  pain  his  fervants  feel, 
 He  hears  his  children  cry  ; 
 And  their  beft  wifhes  to  fulfil, 
 His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 
 
 6  His  mercy  never  fhall  remove 
 From  men  oi  heart  hncere ; 
 He  iaves  the  fouls  whofe  humble  love 
 Is  join'd  with  holy  fear,     . 
 
PSALMS  s^> 
 
 7  His  praife  a  moft  delightful  theme^ 
 
 Shall  fill  my  hear-t  and  tongue  ; 
 
 Let  all  creation  blefs  his  name 
 
 In  one  eternal  fong. 
 
 Watts  and  Stsele*, 
 
 Pfalm  CXLV'L.      Long  Metre* 
 
 No  truji.  in  ma  n  but  in  Go  J. 
 
 THE  praifes  or  my  God  and  King, 
 While  I  have  life  and  breath  to  fing^ 
 Shall  fill  my  heart. and  tune  my  tongue, 
 Till  heaven  improve  the  blifsful  fong. 
 
 a  No  more  in  princes  will  I'truft  ; 
 ^Vain  man,  thou  art  but  air  and  duft! 
 With  all  thy  pride,  and  all  thy  power* 
 The  helplefs  creature  of  an  hour ! 
 
 3  He  breathes,  he  thinks,  but  foon  he  dies  f 
 No  more  the  potent  or  the  wife ; 
 
 The  fcheme  his  morning  thoughts  begurt 
 Is  loft  before  the  fetting  fun. 
 
 4  Happy  the  man  whofe  hopes  divine 
 On  nature's  guardian  God  recline ; 
 Who  can  with  facred  tranfport  fay, 
 This  God  is  mine,  my  help,  my  flay. 
 
 ^  Heaven,  earth  and  fea  declare  his  name, 
 He  built,  he  fill'd  their  fpacious  frames 
 And  o'er  creation's  faireft  lines, 
 His  flediaft  truth  unchanging  fnines. 
 
*£© 
 
 P    S    A    L    M    3. 
 
 6  His  juftico  looks  on  thofe  who  mourn, 
 Beneath  the  proud  oppreiTor's  fcorn  ; 
 The  hungry  poor  his  hand  fuftains, 
 
 And  breaks  the  wretched  captive's  chains, 
 
 7  If  weary  grangers  friendlefs  roam, 
 Divine  protection  is  their  home  ; 
 The  Lord  relieves  the  widow's  care, 
 And  dries  the  helplefs  orphan's  tear. 
 
 2  The  Lord  (hall  reign  for  ever  King, 
 And  age  to  age  his  glory  ling  ; 
 Thy  God,  O  happy  Zion,  reigns, 
 Refound  his  praife  in  lofty  flrains. 
 
 Mrs.  SriXLt. 
 
 J*>faim  CXLVI.      Particular  Met. 
 
 Praife  Jot   divine  go&dnefs. 
 
 f'LL  praife  my  maker  with  my  Breath, 
 JL  And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 
 
 Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
 My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'^rh,e  pair, 
 While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
 
 Or  immortality  endures. 
 
 2  Why  mould  I  make  a  man  my  trufl  ? 
 Princes   mult  die  and  turn  to  duft  ; 
 
 Vain  is  the  help  oi  fJefh  andblood  ; 
 Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  power 
 And  thoughts  all^vartifh  in  an  hour, 
 
 Nor  can  they  make  their  promife  good. 
 
PSALMS.  Igg 
 
 j  Happy  the  roan  whofe  hopes  rely 
 On  Ifrael  's  God,  who  made  the  fky, 
 
 And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  trafc  i 
 His  truth  forever  ftands  fecure  ; 
 He  faves  th'  opprefs'd,  he  feeds  the  poor* 
 
 And  none  fliali  £nd  hispromife  vain* 
 4  The. Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind, 
 The  Lordfupports  the  finking  mind, 
 
 He  fends  the  lab'i  ing  confcience  peace,; 
 He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
 The  widow,  and  the  fatherlefs, 
 
 And  grants  the  prifoner  fweet  releafe. 
 
 j  He  loves  his  faintsyhe  knows  them  well, 
 His  love  their  joyful  lips  fha!l  tell  : 
 Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns  : 
 Let  every  tongue,  let  every  age 
 In  this  delightful  work  engage, 
 Praife  him  in  ever  1  ailing  ftrains, 
 
 4  I'll  praife  him,  whilft  he  lends  me  breach, 
 And  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death, 
 
 Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  powers  j 
 My  days  of  praife  fhall  ne'er  be  pad, 
 While  life  and  thought  and  being  laft  ; 
 Or  immortality  endures. 
 
 *  Watti, 
 
 Igfalm  CXLVIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 the  changing  feafons. 
 
 WITH  fong&and  honours  foundingloud* 
 Addjefs  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
 
*£*  PSALM    S. 
 
 Over  the  heavens  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
 And  waters  veil  the  iky. 
 
 s  He  fends  his  mowers  of  bleffing  down, 
 To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
 He  makes  the  wood  the  mountains  crowns 
 And  grafs  in  vallies  grow, 
 
 3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat. 
 
 He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
 But  man  who  taftes  his  fineil  wheat, 
 Should  raife  his  honours  high. 
 
 4  His  fleady  counfels  change  the  face, 
 
 Oi  the  declining  year  ; 
 He  bids  the  fun  cut  {hort  his  race, 
 And  wintry  days  appear. 
 
 3  His  hoary  iroft,  his  fleecy  fnow, 
 Defcend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
 The  liquid  fli  earns  forbear  to  flow, 
 In  icy  fetters  bound. 
 
 6  When,  from  his  dreadiul  ftores,  on  high, 
 
 He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
 The  man  who  dares  his  God  defy, 
 Shall  find  his  courage  Fail, 
 
 7  He  fends  his  fun  to  melt  the  fnow, 
 
 The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
 He  calls  the  warmer  winds  to  blow, 
 And  bids  the  fpring  return. 
 
 3  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud 
 Obey  his  iovcreign  word  • 
 
PSALMS  2<5i 
 
 With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud, 
 Praife  ye  th*  almighty  Lord. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 pCalm  CXLVII.  ift.  Fart.  L.  Me? 
 
 The  beauties  of  nature. 
 
 SIN'G  to  the  Lord,  let  praife  infpire, 
 The  grateful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre  ; 
 In  (trains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad, 
 The  endiefs  glories  of  our  God. 
 
 2  He  counts  the  hoils  of  ftarry  flames, 
 
 He  knows  their  natures  and  their  names; 
 Great  is  our  God  !  his  wond'rous  power, 
 And  boundlefs  wifdom  we  adore. 
 
 3  He  veils  the  iky  with  treafur'd  fhower?,     - 
 »  On  earth,  the  plenteous  bleiTmg  poms; 
 
 The  meadows  fmile  in  lively  green, 
 And  fairer  blooms  the  flowery  fcene. 
 
 4  His  bounteous  hand,   great  fpring  of  good, 
 Provides  the   brute  creation  food  ; 
 
 He  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 
 All  nature  lives  beneath  his  eye. 
 
 c  In  nature,  what  can   him  delight 
 Moft  lovely  in  its  maker's  fight  ? 
 Not  aclive  ftrength  his  favour  moves, 
 Nor  comely  form  he  bed  approves* 
 
 6  But  to  the  Lord  is  ever  dear, 
 The  heart  where  he  implants  bis  fear  ; 
 Y 
 
m  PSALM    S. 
 
 The  fouls  who  on  his  grace  rely 
 Ave  ever  lovely  in  his  eye. 
 
 Mrs.  Stsele. 
 
 pfalmCXLVII.  ad.Part.  LongMetrt. 
 
 Ike  feafons  cf  the  year. 
 
 j>RAISE  ye  the  Lord  1  Oh  blifsfui  theme 
 JL     To  fing  the  honours  of  his  name  1 
 'Tis  pieafure,  'tis  divine  delight, 
 And  praife  is  lovely  in  his  fight. 
 2  He  fpeaks,  and  fwihly  from  the  ikies, 
 To  earth,  the  fov'reign  mandate  flies  ; 
 -Obfervam  nature  hears  the  word, 
 And  bows,  obedient  to  her  Lord. 
 
 ,  Now  thick  defending  flakes  of  fnow 
 O'er  earth,  a  fleecy  mantle  throw  ; 
 Now  glittering  froft,  o'er  all  the  plains 
 Extends  its  univerfal  chains. 
 
 a   At  his  fierce  ftorms  of  icy  hail, 
 'X  Ihe  Sliivering  powers  or  nature  fail; 
 Before  his  cold,  what  lite  can  ftand 
 Unfoeher'd  by  his  guardian  hand  ? 
 
 He  fpeaks,  the  fnow  and  ice  obey, 
 Ana  nature's  Tet;ers  melt  away  ; 
 Mow  vernal  gales  foft  rifmg  blow, 
 And  liquid  waters  gently  flow. 
 6  Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praife  infpire 
 Xtegraieful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre } 
 
PS    A    L    M.   S,  255 
 
 In  {trains  of  joy,  proclaim  abroad 
 The  endiefs  glories  of  our  God. 
 
 Mrs."  Steile. 
 
 Jg)falmCXLVIII.  ift.  Part,  Com.  Met, 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir, 
 Who  fill  the  realms  above, 
 Praife  him,  whoform'd  you  of  his  fire, 
 And  feeds  you  with  his  love, 
 
 £  Shine  to  his  praife,  ye  cliryftai  ikies, 
 The  floor  of  his  abode  ; 
 Or  veil  the  luftre  of  your  eyes. 
 Before  a  brighter  God, 
 
 U  Thou  central  globe- o {'golden  ligHr,, 
 \yhofe  beams  create  our  days  ; 
 Join  with  the  filver  queen  of  night, 
 To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 
 
 4  Biufb  and  refund  the  honours  paid, 
 
 To  your  inferior  names  ; 
 Tell  the  blind  world  your  orbs  are  fed, 
 By  his  exhauftlefs  flames. 
 
 5  Winds,  ye  {hall  bear  his  name  aloud, 
 
 Thro'  the  etherial  blue  ! 
 Tor  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
 He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 
 
 £  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  ftoyns.- 
 The  troops -oi  his  command, 
 
!|5£  PSALMS. 
 
 Appear  in  all  your  awful  forms 
 And  fpeak  his  potent  hand. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 pfaimCXLVIII.  2d.  Part.  C.Met< 
 
 SHOUT  to  the  Lord,  ye  (urging  feas, 
 In  your  eternal  roar; 
 Let  wave  to  wave  refound  his  praife, 
 And  fhore  reply  to  fhore. 
 
 s  While  fifbes  fporting  on  the  flood,. 
 In  fcaly  (liver  fhine  ; 
 Proclaim  their  mighty  maker  God 
 Amidft  the  foaming  brine. 
 
 $  Brit  gentler  things  (hall  tune  his  name 
 To  fofter  notes  than  thefe  ; 
 Young  zephyrs  -breathing  o'er  the  dream 
 Or  whifpering  thro*  the  trees. 
 
 4  Wave  your  tall  heads  ye  lofty  pines 
 To  him  who  makes  you  grow  ; 
 Sweet  clufters  bend  the  fruitful  vine, 
 On  every  thankful  bough. 
 
 £  Let  the  fhrill  birds  his  honour  raife, 
 And  climb  the  morning  fky; 
 Whilft  grov'ling  beafls  attempt  his  praife 
 In  hoarfer  harmony. 
 
 6  Thus  w^iile  the  meaner  creatures  fing,. 
 Ye  mortals  take  the  found ; 
 
P    S-    A    L    M    5.  2,57 
 
 £cho--the  glories  of  your  V'  jg 
 Thro'  all  the  nations  refund. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 pfalm  CXLVIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 FAIREST  of  all  the  lights  above 
 Thou  Sun,whofe  beams  adorn  the  fpheres 
 And  with  unwearied  fwiftnefs  move, 
 To  form  the  circles  of  our  years. 
 
 &  Praife  the  creator  of  the  fkies, 
 
 Who  drefs'd  thine  orb  in  golden  rays ; 
 Or  may  the  fun  forget  to  rife 
 If  he  forget  his  maker's  praife. 
 
 3  Thou  reigning  beauty  of  the  night, 
 Fair  queen  of  filence,  filver.  moon,. 
 Whofe  gentle  beams  and  borrowed  light 
 Are  foner  rivals  of  the  noon. 
 
 4  Arife,  and  to  that  fov'reign  power, 
 Waxing  and  waning  honours  pay  ; 
 Who  bade  thee.rule  the  "dufky  hours,. 
 And  half  fupply  the  want  of  day. 
 
 5  Ye  glittering  flars  that  gild  the  fkies 
 When  darknefs  has  its  curtain  drawn,         '    . 
 And  keep  your  watch  with  wakeful  eyts. 
 When  bufinefs,  cares  and  day  are  gone, 
 
 €  Proclaim  the  glories  of  your  Lord, 
 Difpers'd  through  all  the  heavenly  flreet 
 
 V  2 
 
 / 
 
t6%  F    S    A    L    M    S. 
 
 Whofe  boundtels  treafures  can  afford- 
 So  nch  a  pavement  for  his  feet. 
 
 7  O  God  of  glory,  God  of  love, 
 
 Thou  art  our  fun  that  makes  our  days,. 
 With  all  thy  mining  works  above 
 We  would  unite  to  fing  thy  praife. 
 
 Watti. 
 
 jpfatm  CXLVII'I.     Short  Metre, 
 
 LET  every  creaturejoin 
 To  praife  th'  eternal  God, 
 Ye  heavenly  ho  (is,  the  fong  begin 
 And  found  his  name  abroad. 
 
 2  Thou  fun,  with  golden  beams, 
 And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 
 Ye  ilarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
 Shine  to  your  maker's  praife. 
 
 t.  He  built  thofe  worlds  above. 
 
 And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame  ; 
 By  his  command,  they  Hand  or  move, 
 And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 
 
 4  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rife, 
 
 Or  tall  in  mowers,  or  fnow, 
 Ye  thunders  mur.m'rirg  round  the  fkies,. 
 His  power  and  glory  fhow. 
 
 £  Wind,  hail  and  flaming  fire, 
 Agree  to  praife  the  Lord, 
 
PSALMS.  tj£. 
 
 When  ye  in' dreadful   ftorms  confpire 
 To  execute  his  word. 
 
 By  al!  his  works  above, 
 
 His  honours  be  exprefs^d  ; 
 
 But  they  who  tafle  his  faving  love, 
 
 Should  fing  his  praifes  beft. 
 
 /  Watts, 
 
 Y 
 
 ptabnCXLVIII.  \ft.  Hallelujah  Met, 
 
 Univerfal  Praifs. 
 
 "E  boundiefs  realms  of  joy  !' 
 Exalt  your  maker's  fame  ; 
 His  praife  your  'fong  employ, 
 Above  the  ftarry  frame. 
 Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  bright, 
 
 In  worlds  of  light,       Begin  the  fong. 
 
 Thou  fun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
 
 Thou  moon  that  rules  the  night ; 
 
 Shine  to  your  maker's  praiie. 
 
 With  ftars  of  feebler  light. 
 His  praife  declare,  Ye  heavens  above, 
 
 And  clouds  that  move,    Illiquid  air. 
 
 Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
 
 And  praife  his  holy  name ; 
 
 By  whofe  almighty  word, 
 
 They  all  from  nothing  came. 
 And  all  (hall  laft,       From  changes  free,. 
 Jiis  firm  decree         Stands  ever  fail. 
 
26a  F    S    A    L    M    Si 
 
 4         He  raov'd  their  mighty  wheels, 
 
 In  unknown  ages  paft; 
 
 And  each  hisKword  fulfils, 
 
 While  rime  and  nature  laft. 
 In  difFerent  ways,         His  works  proclaim, 
 His  wond'rous  name,  And  fpeak  his  praife. 
 $         United  zeal  be  mown, 
 
 His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife, 
 
 Whofe  glorious  name  alone 
 
 Deferves  our  endlefs  praife. 
 Earth's  utmoft  ends     His  power  ©bey  ; 
 His  glorious  fway,       The  fky  tranfcends, 
 6         Virgins  and  youths  engage, 
 
 To  found  his  praife  divine  ; 
 
 While  infancy  and  age 
 
 Their  feebler  voices  join. 
 Wide  as  he  reigns.     His  name  be  fung; 
 By  every  tongue,        In  endlefs  drains. 
 y         LeL  all  the  nations  fear 
 
 The  God  who  rules  above; 
 
 He  brings  his  people  near, 
 
 And  makes  them  tafle  his  love. 
 While  earth  and  fky    Attempt  his  praife, 
 His  faints  (hall  raife      His  honours  high. 
 
 Tate  and  Watts,  united. 
 
 JpfaimCXLVIII .  %d  HallelujabMetre* 
 
 P raife  f rem  all  the  Creatures, 
 FIRST    PART. 
 
 'O  your  Creator,  God, 
 Your  great  preferver,  raife, 
 
 T 
 
PSALM    S.  26** 
 
 Y§  creatures  of  his  hand, 
 
 Your  highefl  notes  of  pralfe. 
 Let  ev'ry  voice         Proclaim  his  power,.. 
 His  name  adore,        And  loud  rejoice,, 
 
 Let  ail  creation  join, 
 
 To  pay  the  tribute  due • 
 
 Ye  heavenly  bolls,  begin, 
 
 And  we  fhall  learn  of  you. 
 Let  nature  raife,         From  every  tongue-^ 
 A  general  fong»  Of  grateful  praife,, 
 
 Thou  fource  of  light  and  heatj. 
 
 'Bright  ruler  of  the  day, 
 
 Difpenfing  b'eflings  round,. 
 
 With  all  diffufive  ray. 
 From  morn  to  night,     With  every  beam,. 
 Record  his  name,  Who  gave  thee  light* 
 
 Thou  moon  in  radiance  mild, 
 
 With  all  thy  ftarry  train, 
 
 Which  rife  in  fhining  hods, 
 ,  To  gild  th'  etheriai  plain ; 
 With  countlefs  rays,     Declare  his  name, 
 Prolong  the  theme,       Reject,  his  praife* 
 
 Ye  clouds,  or  fraught  with  fhowers,. 
 Or  ting'd  with  various  dyes, 
 That  pour  your  bleffings  down^ 
 Or  charm  our  gazing  eyes  ; 
 
 His  goodnefs  fpeak, 
 
 His  praife  declare, 
 
 As  thro'  the  air 
 
 You  Siine  or  break. 
 
sfe  PSALM    S3 
 
 6         Ye  winds,  that  make  the  world, 
 
 Wi'h  tempefts  on  your  wing, 
 
 Or  breathe  in  gentle  gales, 
 
 To  waft  the  fmiling  fpring ; 
 
 Proclaim  aloud,  As  vou  fulfill 
 
 His  fov'reign  will,      The  pow'rful  GoiV 
 
 SECOND    PART. 
 
 t        Ye  rivers  as  ye  flow, 
 
 Convey  your  maker's  name, 
 "Where'er  you  winding  rove 
 On  every  (ilver  ftream. 
 
 Your  cooling  flood. 
 
 His  hand  ordains, 
 
 To  blefs  the  plains ; 
 
 Great  fpring  of  good  f 
 
 'is        Ye  numerous  bleating  flocks 
 Far  fpreading  o'er  the  plain, 
 With  gentle  artlefs  voice, 
 Aflift  the  humble  {train. 
 To  give  you  food,      He  bids  the  field1 
 Its  verdure  yield,       Extenfive  good* 
 
 '£         Ye  herds  of  nobler  fize, 
 
 Who  graze  in  meads  below; 
 Re  found  your  maker's  praife, 
 In  each  refponfive  low. 
 
 You  wait  his  hand  ;     The  herbage  grows,. 
 
 The  iiv'let  flows,         At  his  command,. 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  a% 
 
 gg        Ye  feather'd  warblers,  come, 
 And  bring  your  fweeteft  lays ; 
 And  tune  the  fprigbtly  fong 
 To  your  Creator's  praife. 
 His  work  you  are,     He  tun'd  your  voice, 
 And  you  rejoice        Beneath  his  care, 
 
 -THIRD   PART. 
 
 a        Ye  trees  which  form  the  fiiade, 
 
 Or  bend  the  loaded  bough  ; 
 
 With  fruits  of  fweeteft  tafte, 
 
 Your  maker's  bounty  {how. 
 From  him  you  rofe,       Your  vernal  fuits 
 And  autumn  fruits,        His  hand  bellows, 
 S2       '  Ye  lovely,  verdant  fields, 
 
 In  all  your  green  array, 
 
 Tho'  filent,fpeak  his  praife 
 
 Who  makes  you  bright  and  gay. 
 While  we  in  you,      With  future  bread, 
 Profufely  fpread,        His  gbodnefs  view. 
 
 3  Ye  flowers,  which  bloom  around 
 A  thoufand  beauteous  dyes, 
 Your  fragrant  odours  breathe 
 A  grateful  facrifice. 
 
 To  him  whofe  word,      Gave  all  your  bloom, 
 And  fweet  perfume;      All  bounteous  Lord 
 
 4  But,  O,  from  human  tongues, 
 Should  nobler  praifes  flow; 
 And  every  thankful  heart 
 With  warm  devotion  glow. 
 
gff4  P    S    a    L    M    S. 
 
 Your  voices  raife, 
 Ye  highly  bleft, 
 Above  the  reft, 
 Declare  his  praife. 
 
 £$         Aflift  me  gracious  God, 
 
 My  heart,  my  voice  infpire, 
 Then  (hall  1  grateful  join 
 The  univerfal  choir, 
 
 Thy  grace  can  raife 
 
 My  heart  and  tongue, 
 
 And  tune  my  fong, 
 
 To  lively  praife, 
 
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 BEGIN,  my  foul,  th'  exalted  lay 
 Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obey  ; 
 And  praife  th'  almighty  name  ; 
 Lo  !  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  feas  and  fkies, 
 \\\  one""rnelodious  conceit  rife 
 To  fwell  th'  inipiring  theme.. 
 
 2  Ye  angeh  fpread  the  joyful  found, 
 While  all  th'  adoring  throngs  around 
 
 His  wond'rous  mercy  fing; 
 Let  every  lift'ning  faint  above, 
 Wake  ail  the  tuneful  foul  of  love, 
 
 And  touch  the  loudeil  ftrain. 
 
 3  Thou,  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vaft  abode, 
 Ye  clouds, proclaim  your  maker  God, 
 
F    S    A    L    M    §.  sfj 
 
 Ye  thunders,  fpeak  his  power  ; 
 '    Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  rapid  wings 
 In  triumph  rides  the  king  of  kings 
 Th'  aftontfh'd  worlds  adore. 
 
 4  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rife, 
 To  join  the  thunderol  the  fkies, 
 
 Praife  him  who  bids  you  roll  ; 
 His  praife  in  fofter  notes  declare 
 Each  whifpering  breeze  of  yielding  air 
 
 And  breathe  it  to  the  foul. 
 
 £  Wake,  all  ye  foaring  throng,  and  fing, 
 Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  fpring. 
 
 Harmonious  anthems  raife  ; 
 To  him  who  ihap'd  your  finer  mould, 
 Who  tip'd  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 
 
 And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praife. 
 
 5  Let  man,  by  nobler  paflions  fway'd 
 The  feeling  heart,  the  reas'ning  head, 
 
 In  heavenly  praife  employ  ; 
 Spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
 Till  heav'ns  wide  arch  repeat  the  found, 
 
 The  general  burU  of  joy. 
 
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 pfelftlCXLIX.        'Particular  Metre. 
 
 Thankfgiving. 
 
 O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord, 
 Prepare  your  glad  voice  \ 
 His  praife  in  the  great 
 
fttf  PSALMS, 
 
 Aflembly  to  fing. 
 •In  their  great  creator 
 .Let  all  men  rejoice  ; 
 And  heirs  of  falvation 
 Be  glad  in  their  king. 
 
 2  Let  them  his  great  name 
 Devoutly  adore ; 
 
 In  loud  iwelling  anthems 
 His  praifes  expiefs, 
 Who  gracioufly  opens 
 ,His  bountiful  ftoie, 
 Their  .wants  to  relieve,  and 
 His  children  to  blefs. 
 
 3  With  glory  adorn'd, 
 His  people  (hall  fing 
 To  God,  who  protection 
 And  plenty  (up plies  : 
 Their  loud  acclamations 
 To  hinvtheir  great  king, 
 Through  the  earth  (hall  be  founded 
 And  xeach.to  the  ikies. 
 
 A  Ye  angels  above, 
 
 Who  his  glories  have  fung, 
 In  (trains  more  exalted 
 Now  publifh  his  praife  : 
 We  mortals  delighted, 
 Would  borrow  your  tongue,; 
 Would  join  in  your  number.^ 
 <&q d  ciiant  to  your  lays. 
 
 Tat«  varicd< 
 
P    S    A    L    M    S.  zfy 
 
 pfslm  CL.         Long  Metre. 
 
 Praife, 
 
 PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  let  pralfe  employ 
 In  his  own  courts,  your  fongs  ot  Joy  \> 
 1  he  fpacious  firmament  around 
 Shall  echo  back  the  joyful  found. 
 
 &-  Recount  his  works  in  ftraias  divide, 
 
 His  wond'rous  works,  how  bright  they  &ine! 
 Praifehim  for  all  his  mighty  deeds, 
 Whofe  greatnefs  all  your  praife  exceeds, 
 
 g  Awake  the  trumpet's  piercing  found, 
 To  fpread  your  facred  pleafure  round  ; 
 While  fofter  mufie  tunes  the  lute, 
 The  warbling  harp,  the  breathing  flute; 
 
 4:  Ye  virgin  train;  with  joy  advance, 
 To  praife  him  in  the  graceful  dance  ; 
 Awake  each  voice  and  flrike  each  firing, 
 And  to  the  folemn   organ  fing. 
 
 j;  Let  the  loud  cymbalfound  on  higlr 
 To  fofter,  deeper  notes  reply  ; 
 Harmonious  let  the  concert  rife, 
 And  bear  the  rapture  to  the  fkies; 
 
 6  Let  all   whom  life  and  breath  infpire 
 Attend  and  join  the  blifsful  choir  ; 
 Bat  chiefly  ye  who  know  his  word, 
 Adore  and  love  and  praife  the  Lord  !         ^sc 
 
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Alphabetical  Index  of  the  first 
 lines  of  the.  Psalms  referring  to 
 the  pages, 
 
 A: 
 
 LMIGHTY  father,  gracious  Lord M 
 Almighty  ruler  of  the  (k;es 
 And  will  the  God  of  grace 
 And  will  the  great  eternal  Goi 
 Approach  ye  pioufly  difpos'd 
 Aiife  my  tender  thoughts  arife 
 As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling-  dreams 
 As  fhowers  on  meadows  newly  mown 
 Attend  O  earth -when  God  declares 
 Awake  my  foul  to  hymns  of  praife 
 Awake  ye  faints  to  praife  your  King 
 
 BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 
 Before  the  hills  in  orcfer  flood 
 Begin  my  foul  th' : exalted  lay 
 .Behold  O  God  how  cruel  fees 
 Behold  the  corner  {lone 
 Behold  the  fool  whofe  heart  denies 
 Behold  the  love  the  generous  love 
 Behoid  the  morning.  Sun 
 Behold  the  rifmg  daVo  appear 
 Beneath  GodJs  terrors  doom'd  to  groan 
 Beneath  my  God's  protecting  arm 
 B  lefs  God  O  my  foul 
 Blefs  O  my  foul  the.  living  God 
 Blelt  are  the  fons  ef  peace 
 B'!eft  are  the  fouls  who  hear  and  know 
 Bleft  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 
 B'le'ft  is  the  man  whofe  tender  care 
 Bleft  is  the  man  who  fhuns  the  place 
 
 GOME  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord 
 Come  O-  ye  faints  your  voi;  ^  raife 
 Z    2 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Come  found  his  praife  abroad 
 Confider  all  my  forrows  Lord 
 
 DAVID  rejoiced  in  God  his  flrength 
 Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
 EARLY  my  God  without  delay 
 Eternal  God  almighty  caufe 
 
 FAIR  EST  of  all  the  lights  above 
 Far  from  our  friends  and  country  dear 
 Father  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand 
 Father  I  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace 
 Firm  was  my  health  my  day  was  bright 
 Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  fay 
 Forever  fhall  my  fong  record 
 Jhor  thee  O  God  our  conftant  praife 
 !  From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name 
 From  deep  diitrefs  and  troubled   tho'ts 
 From  thee  great  Lord  of  life  and  dealh 
 From  Zicn's  hill  my  help  defcends 
 
 GIVE  car  my  children  to  my  law. 
 Give,  thanks  to  God  he  reigns  above 
 Gne  thar.kf.  to  God  invoke  his  name 
 Give  to  the  Lord  ye  fons  of  fame 
 
 ;Give  to  our  God  immortal    praife 
 Cod  in  the  great  affembly  ftands 
 God  is  our  refuge  in  diiirefs 
 Goci  is  the  Lord  the  heavenly  kin? 
 God  my  fupporter  and  my  hope. 
 
 jGcd  of  eternal  love 
 God  of  my  life  whofe  bounteovs  cere 
 God  of  our  ftrength  to  thee  we  cry 
 G;  d's  perfecl  law  converts  the  foul 
 Great  is  the  Lord  our  God; 
 
 at  is  the  Lord  pur  fouls  adore 
 Great  God  uttend  my  humble  call 
 Great  God  attend  while  Zion  fings 
 Great  Gi  d  indulge  my  humble  c!a;ra 
 Gie*t  Cod  our  haughty  foes  repel 
 
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 Great  God  the  heavens  well  ordered  frame  31 
 
 Greae  God  while  nature  fpeaks  thy  praifs  248 
 
 Great  God  whofe  univerfal  fway  .  311 
 
 G'reat  ruler  of  the  oarth  and  ikies  74 
 
 Great  fhepherd  of  thine  Ifrael  223 
 
 HAD  not  the  Lord  may  Ifrael  fay  217 
 
 Happy  the  nation  where  the  Lord  55 
 
 Hear  O  my  God,  with  pity  hear  243 
 
 Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid  338 
 
 Help  Lord  for  men  of  virtue  fail  25 
 
 He's  bleft  whofe  fins  have  pardon  gain'd          ,  53 
 
 High  in  the  heavens  eternal  God  60 
 
 How  bled  are  they  who  always  keep  iqj 
 
 How  does  my  heart  rejoice          ,  215. 
 
 How  long  O  Lord  lhall  wicked  men  -  250 
 
 Plow  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy. face  iC 
 
 How  often  have  our  reftlefs  foes  £21 
 
 YESUS  fnail  reign  where'er  the  Sua  112 
 
 J  ;  If  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny  219 
 
 I'll  praife  my  maker  with  my  breath  250 
 
 In  all  my  vad  concerns  with  the  235 
 
 In  anger,  Lord  rebuke  me  not  8 
 
 Incumbent  on  the  bending  fky  25 
 
 Indulgent  God  with  pitying  eye  198 
 
 In  God  moll  holy  juft  and  true  86 
 
 Jjj  Judah  God  of  old  was  .known*  118 
 
 Js  there  ambition  in  ray  heart  223 
 
 lietthe  Lord  before  my  face  £i 
 
 Jt  is  the  Lord  our  maker's  hand  162 
 
 Judge  me  O  pod  and  prove  ray  ways  45 
 
 I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord  .  6§ 
 
 LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raife-  155 
 
 Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join  203 
 
 Let  all  the  various  tribes  of  men  37 
 
 Let  every  creature  join  25$ 
 
 Let   God  arife  in  all  his  might  104 
 
 Let  heathens  to  their  ideis  hade  &% 
 
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 Let  Gnners  take  their  courfe  &3 
 
 Let  Zion  and  her  fons  rejoice  *6o 
 
 Lift  your  voice  and  thankful  fing  231 
 
 Lord  1  have  made  thy  word  my  choice  20a 
 
 Lord  in  the  morning  thou  {halt  hear  7 
 
 Lord  in  thy  great  thy  glorious  name  51 
 
 Lord  let  our  humble  cry  89 
 
 Lord  of  the  worlds  above  13° 
 
 Lord  fhoutd  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er  24O 
 
 Lord  mould'ft  thou  callus  to  thy  bar  221 
 
 Lord  thou  haft  caft  the  nation  off  9° 
 
 Lord  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fcneere  26 
 
 Lord  what,  a  feeWe  piece 
 Lord  what  a  tho'tlefs  wretch  was  I 
 Lord  what  was  man  when  made  a*:firft 
 Lord  we  thy  wond'rous  praife  proclaim  ■ 
 Lord  when  I  call  make  hafte  to  hear 
 Lord  when  thou  didfi  afcend  on  high. 
 Lord  where  (hall  guilty  fouls  retire 
 Lord  who's  the  happy  man  that  fnall 
 
 MAKER  and  fovreign  Lord 
 My  God  how  many  are  my  fears* 
 Iviy  God  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
 My  God  my  evcrlafhng  hope 
 My  God  permit  my  tongue 
 My  God  the  fteps  ofpious  men 
 My  God  the  vifits  of  thy  face 
 My  heart  and  flefh  cry  out  for^thee 
 My  Saviour  my  almighty  friend 
 My  foul  lies  cleaving  to  the  duff 
 My  foul  repeat  his  praife 
 My  f°ul  review  the  time 
 My  f°ul  tne  awfuj  hour  will  come 
 My  fpirit    looks  to  G'jd  alone 
 My  truft  is  in  my  heavenly  friend, 
 
 TVTO  chai,ge  of  times  fhall  ever  mock 
 XN    Not  taourfelves  who  arc  but  duft 
 
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 Now  be  my  heart  infpired  to  fing 
 
 Now  in  the  hour  of  deep  diftrefs     _ 
 
 Now  let  our  mournful  Tongs  record  8® 
 
 Kt>w  may  the  God  of  power  and  sracs  53 
 
 Kow  fhali  my  folemn  vows  be  paid  263 
 
 .Kow  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  anci  earth  *Ci 
 
 BLESSED  fouls  are  they  54 
 
 O  come  loud  anthems  let  us  fing  :  252 
 
 'Of  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fing,  25Q 
 
 O  for  a  fhout  of  facred  joy  7° 
 
 O  God  of  my  falyation  hear  136 
 
 O  God  my  grateful  foul  afpires  J  85 
 
 O  God  we  celebrate  thy  praife  .  286 
 
 O  how  I  love  thy  holy  law  soa 
 
 O  Lord  how  worthy  of  cur  love  229 
 
 O  Lord  my  rock  to  thee  I  cry                1  46 
 
 O  Lord  our  fathers  oft  have  told  ?i 
 
 O  Lord  to  our  requeft  give  ear  06 
 
 On  God  my  fled  fait  hopes  rely  .  14 
 
 O  praife  ye  the  Lord  265 
 
 O  render  thanks  to  God  above  378 
 
 O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways  £05 
 
 O  that  thy  ftatutes  every  hour  206 
 O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
 O  thou  who  hear'ft  when  finners  cry 
 O  thou  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign 
 O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove 
 
 PARENT  of  nature  God  fupreme-  1 16 
 
 Parent  of  unlverfal  good  121 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir  225 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  let  praife  employ  2.66 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  O  blifsful  theme  £54 
 
 Praife  ye  the  Lord,  to  fpeak  his  praife  rS3 
 
 Preferve  me  Lord  in  time  of  need  2@ 
 
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 SALVATION  is  forev  r  mgh 
 Shall  tyrants  rule  by  impious  laws 
 Shew  pity  Lord.  O  Lord  forgive 
 Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  "(urging  feas 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  jehovah*s'  name 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  let  praife  infuire 
 Sing  to  the  Lord  who  loud  proclaims 
 Sov'reiguof  life  I  own  thy  hand 
 
 TEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days> 
 Th'  almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
 That  man  is  bleit  who  {lands  in  awe 
 Thee  will  I  blefs  my  God  and  King  - 
 The  God  Jehovah  reign3 
 The  God  of  glory  is  my  light 
 The  heavens  declare. thy  glory  Lord 
 The  king  of  Saints  how  fair  his  face 
 The  Lord  himfelf  the  mighty  Lord 
 The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name 
 The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 
 The  Lord  my  pafture  mall  prepare 
 The  Lord  my  fhepherd  is 
 The  Lord  the  God  of  glory  reigns 
 The  Lord  the  judge  before  his  throne 
 The  Lord  the  judge  his  churches  waras 
 The  Lord  my  Saviour  is  mylicrht 
 The  praifes  of  my  God  and  king 
 They  who  in  {hips  with  courage  bold 
 Think  mighty  God  on  feeble  man 
 This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 
 This  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's 
 Thou  art  mv  portion,  O  my  God 
 Thou  God  by  whofe  command  I  live 
 Thou  God  of  love  thou  ever  b'efV 
 Tnon  Lord  haft  earth's  foundations  laid 
 Thou  Lord  in  heaven  haft  plac'd  thy  throne 
 Thou  Lord  thro'  everv  changing  fcene 
 jDbsougb  all  the  changing  fcenes  of  life 
 
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 Thus  the  eternal  father  fpake  1S7 
 
 Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led    me  on  6 
 
 Thus  faith  the  Lord  your  work  is  vain  67 
 
 Thy  favour  gracious  Lord  difplay  131 
 
 Thy  mercy  Lord  my  only  hope  59 
 
 Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth  O  Lord  204 
 
 Thy  namealmighty  Lord  1Q3 
 
 Thy  name  O.God  my  heart  avows  §5 
 
 Thy  praife  O  God  in  Zion  waits  IOO 
 
 Thy  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light  199 
 
 sTis  by  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  Hand  -tjS 
 
 To  blefs  thy  chofen  race  103 
 To  God  I  lift  my  eyes                                        42  212 
 
 To  God  the  mighty  Lord  229 
 
 To  our  .almighty  maker  God  157 
 
 To  thee  great  God  will  I  difclofe  £j.2 
 
 To  thee  moft  holy  and  moft  high  117 
 
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 To  thine  almighty  arm.  we  owe  27 
 
 To  your  Creator  God  &6® 
 
 ¥AST  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord  169 
 
 -Unftraken  as  the  facred  hill-  217 
 
 WE  blefs  the  Lord  the  juft  the  gooS  105 
 
 Welcome  thou  day  of  facred  reft  147 
 
 What  feraph  of  xeleftial  birth  143 
 
 What  mall  I  render  to  rny  God  193 
 
 What  fmners  value  I  refign  23 
 
 When  fancy  fpreads  her.  boldeft  wings  c 
 
 When  God  reveai'd  his  gracious  name  2.t& 
 
 When  Ifrael  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand  191 
 
 When  I  furvey  life's  varied  fcene  14S 
 When  overwhelm'd  with  x>ain  and  grief           91  1 19 
 
 Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafts  of  prey  184 
 
 With  ail  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue  233 
 
 With  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud  251 
 
 Who  (hall  afcend  thy  heavenly  place  19 
 
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 Why  doth  the  Lord  ftand  off  fo  far 
 Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
 Why  mould  I  vex  my  foul  and  fret 
 
 YE  boundlefs  realms  of  joy 
 Ye  fervjints  of  the  eternal  kin* 
 Ye  fervants  of  in'  almighty  king 
 Yet  faith  the  Lord  if  David's  race 
 
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HYMN    S 
 
 Terfecution. 
 
 %        A    BSURD  and  vain  attempt  ?   to  sind 
 jfj^  With  iron  chains,  the  freeborn  mind  I 
 To  force  conviction,  and  reclaim 
 The  wandering,  by  definitive  flame  I 
 
 2  Bold  arrogance,  to  {hatch  from  heavem 
 Dominion  not  to  mortals  given  ! 
 O'er  confcience  to  ufurp  the  throne, 
 Accountable  to  God  alone. 
 
 3  Mad  zeal  !  that  fills  the  world  with  woe  ! 
 That  hurls  down  kingdoms  at  a  blow  1 
 That  wakens  vengeance  to  devour 
 
 The  foes  of  antichriflian  power. 
 
 4  Jefus,  thy  gentle  law  of  love5 
 Does,  no  fuch  cruelties  approve  y 
 Mild  as  thyfelf,  thy  doclrine  wields 
 -No  -arms,  but  what  perfuafion  yields* 
 
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z  HYMNS. 
 
 J  5    ^y  Proo^s  divine  and  reafon  ftrong, 
 It  draws  the  willing  foul  along  ; 
 And  conquerts  to  thy  church  acquiresj 
 Bv  eloquence,  which  heaven  infpires. 
 
 6    O  happy,  who  are  thus  compell'd 
 To  the  rich  feaft,  by  Jefus  held  ! 
 May  we  this  bleHing  know,  and  prize 
 The  light  which  liberty  iuppiies. 
 
 Scot. 
 
 tyVmn  II.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Refurreftion  of  Cbrift. 
 
 1  .  A    GAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
 /\    Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
 
 Unieals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn 
 And  pours  increafing  day. 
 
 2  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
 
 And  loud  hofannas  fung  ; 
 Let  gladnefs  dwell  in  every  hearty 
 And  praife  on  every  tongue, 
 
 f  Ten  thoufand  differing  lips  mail  join3 
 To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
 Which  fcattefs  blefiings  from  its  wingSj 
 
 To  nations  yet  unborn. 
 
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 4    Jefus,  the  friend  of  human  kind, 
 \Vith  ftrong  companion  mov'd, 
 
HYMNS.  1 1 
 
 Came  from  the  bofom  of  his  God, 
 To  fave  the  fouls  he  lov'd. 
 
 5  The  powers  of  darknefs  leagu'd  in  vain,  • 
 
 To  bind  his  foul  in  death ; 
 He  fnook  their  kingdom  when  he  fell, 
 With  his  expiring  breath. 
 
 6  Not  long,  the  bands  of  death  could  keep 
 
 The  hope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
 Corruption  never  could  take  hold^, 
 On  one  fo  much  divine. 
 
 *j    Exalted  high  at  God's  right  hand, 
 And  Lord  of  all  below  3 
 Through  him  is  pardoning  love  di  fpsas'd, 
 And  endlefs  bisflmgs*  now. 
 
 8    Now  to  our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
 Glad  homage  let  us  give  • 
 And  be  prepar'd  like  him  to  die 
 That  with  him  we  may  live. 
 
 Jv1p.Sc   B/-R3AULU, 
 
 IpgtnnUL     Long  Metre, 
 
 *      A    H,  wi;etehed  foul4?,  who  ftrive  in  vain  1 
 ^£~\  Slaves  to  the  world  and  Saves  to  fin  i 
 A  nobler  toil  may  I  fufcain, 
 A  nobler  fatiGfscticn  win, 
 
4  *YMKS. 
 
 2  I  would  refolve  with  all  my  heart:, 
 
 With  all  my  powers  to  ferve  the  Lord  ; 
 Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
 Whofe  fervige  is  a  rich  reward. 
 
 3  O  be  his  ferviee  all  my  joy, 
 
 Arcund  let  my  example  mine  my 
 Till  others  love  the  blefs'd  employ 
 And  join  in  labours  fo  divine. 
 
 4  Be  this  the  purpqfe  of  my  foul, 
 
 My  folcmn,  my  determin'd  choice  ; 
 To  yield  to  his  fupreme  control, 
 And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 
 
 5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 
 
 Nor  wander  from  thy  facred  ways ; 
 Great  God,  accept  my  fouPs  defire,    . 
 And  give  me  ftrength  to  live  thy  praife. 
 
 Mrs/ Steel*. 
 
 '^IXiii  IV,    Common  Metre. 
 
 Watdfuhefs   and  Prayer. 
 
 ALAS  what  hourly  dangers  rife  ? 
 What  mares  befet  my  way  { 
 
 To  heaven,  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes^ 
 And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 
 
 How  ort  my  mournful  thoughts  complain* 
 And  melt  in  fiowing'teafs  1 
 
H  Y  M-  N  S,  | 
 
 JVIy  weak  refiftance,  ah  how  vain  ! 
 How  itrongmy  foes  and  fears  L 
 
 3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live j 
 
 My  feeble  efforts  aid. 
 Help  me  to  watch  and  pray  and  ftrive* 
 Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
 
 4  Increafe  my  faith,  increafe  my  hope,,. 
 
 When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
 And  bear  my  fainting  fpirit  up, 
 Or  foon  my  ftrength  will  fail. 
 
 5  "When  ftrong  temptations  fright  my  Iieari^ 
 
 Or  lure  my  feet  afide  ; 
 My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
 My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
 
 6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  wav> 
 
 And  bid  the  tempter  nee  y 
 
 And  never,  let  me  go  affray, 
 
 From  happinefs  and  thee. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Ipgmn  V.    Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Syro^Ph&niclan  Woman.    Mat.   xv.  s6,  27, 
 
 1      A    LL-conquering  faith  1  how  high  itrofe  \ 
 ^l\^  "When  heaven  itfelf  might  feemt'oppok  ! 
 All  gracious  Lord  I  who  didit  appear 
 Moil  merciful  when.,  molt  fey  ere  I 
 A  % 
 
fr  HYMNS, 
 
 Z  Thus,  at  thy  feet,  our  fouls  would  fa*£- 
 And  loudly  thus  for  mercy  call  *, 
 "Thou  Son  of  David,  pity  (how, 
 And  lave  us-from  tii'  infernal  foe." 
 
 g.  Thougji  viler  than  the  brutes  we  be> 
 Our  longing  eyes  wofrld  wait  on  thee,, 
 Who  doit  to  dogs  fuch  grace  afford, 
 To  taile  the  crumbs  beneath  thy  boar.d;- 
 
 ^.  But  thou  the  humble  foul  wilt  raife, 
 And  all  its  forrows  turn  to  praifej 
 Each  felf  abafmg  broken  heart 
 Shall.with.  thy  children  (hare  a  part. 
 
 DODDRIDSS* 
 
 ipgttlll  VT.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Qhrljl  tht  Branch  of  David,  and  the- Morning  Stan. 
 
 \.       A    LL  hail  myfteribus  King  f 
 jf"\^  Hail  David's  ancient  root ! 
 
 Thou  righteous  branch,  which  thence  did  fprtfig3 
 To* give  the  nations  fruit.- 
 
 ^.  Our  weary  fouls  ihall  reft, 
 
 Beneath  thy  grateful  fhade  *,. 
 Our  thirfting  lips  the  fweetr,  lhall  taftc., 
 
 By  thy  blelt  fruit  convey'd, 
 
 3  •  Fair  morning  liar,,  arife  f 
 With  living  glories  bright  j 
 
H  Y  M  N  So 
 
 And   pour  on  thefe  awakning  eys% 
 A  flood  of  facred  light* 
 
 The  horrid  gloom  is  ffed5 
 Pierc'd  by  thy  heavenly  ray  ; 
 Shine,  and  our  wandering  footfteps  lead 
 To  everlafting  day.      *- 
 
 BODDR.IDGE,   altered* 
 
 J^JJUtft  VII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 A  Pillar  in.  the  heavenly  Temffei- 
 
 &      /L  LL  hail*  victorious  Saviour,  haiU 
 j\    I  bow  to  thy  command^ 
 And  own  tliat  David's  royal  key- 
 Well  fits  thy  fovereign  hand. 
 
 Z  Open  the  treafur.es  of  thy  love* 
 And  fhed  thy  gifts  abroad  -% 
 Unveil  to  my  rejoicing  eyes*. 
 The  temple  of  my  GocL. 
 
 3  There  as  a  pillar  let  me  ftand^ 
 
 On  an  eternal  bafe  y 
 Uprear'd  by  thy  almighty  hand=, 
 And  polifh'd  by  thy  grace, 
 
 4  TJ&ere3  deep  engraven  let  me  bear> 
 
 The  title  of  my  God  ; 
 And  mark  the  new  JerufaJeip^ 
 Asmyfecure  abode* 
 
HYMNS, 
 
 In  lading  chara&ers  infer  ibe 
 
 Thy  own  beloved  name  ; 
 That  endlefs  ages  there  may  read 
 
 The  great  Immanuers  claim. 
 
 Doddridge, 
 
 fygmn  VIIL      Long  Metre. 
 
 Uncharitable    Judgment. 
 
 *■      A    LL-knowing  God,  'tis  thine  to  know 
 ^Xj^    The  fprings  whence   wrong  opinions 
 
 flow  ; 
 To  judge  from  principles  within, 
 When  fraiit/  errs,  and  when  we  fill; 
 
 2  Who,  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all. 
 Thy  fervants,  to  his  bar,  may  call  ? 
 Decide  of  herefy,  and  fhnke 
 A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 
 
 3  Who,  with  another's  eye,  cafl  read  ? 
 Or  worfhip,  by  another's  creed  ? 
 Revering  thy  command  alone, 
 We  humbly  f°ek  and  ufe  cur  own. 
 
 4  If  wrong,  forgive ;  accept,  if  right, 
 Whilft  faithful  we  obey  our  light  ; 
 And,  cens'ring  none,  are  zea-lous  dill 
 To  follow,  as  to  learn,  thy  will. 
 
* 
 
 HYMN  fc 
 
 When  {hall  eur  happy  eyes  behold 
 Tny  people,  faftiion'd  in  thy  mould  i 
 And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
 Deriv'd  from  thse,  O  God  of  love  f 
 
 Scot, 
 
 fpgtnn  IX.     Long  Metre* 
 
 A  Vlfwn  cf  the  **Lamb* 
 
 ALL  mortal  vanities,  be  gone  J 
 Nor  tempt  my  eyes  nor  tire  my  ears  | 
 '  Behold  before  th'  eternal  throne, 
 A  vifion  of  the  Lamb  appears  1 
 
 -%  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
 
 Mark'd  with  the  bloody  deatrr^he  bore  % 
 Seven  are  his  eyes  and  feven  his  horns3 
 To  fpeak  his  wifdorn  and  Ins- -power. 
 
 3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  fealed  book. 
 From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ! 
 Jefus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look. 
 
 On  dark  decrees  and  things  unknown* 
 
 4  All  the  anemhling  raints  around 
 Fail  worshipping  before  the  Lamb  ; 
 And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel  found, 
 Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name. 
 
 5  Our  voices  join  the  heavenly  {train, 
 And  with  tranipcrting  pkafure  fmgj 
 
fee  HYMN  S. 
 
 Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flam, 
 To  be  our  favicur  and  our  king. 
 
 6  Thou  hail  redeern'd  our  fouls  from  hell, 
 With  thine  ine&imable  blood  ; 
 
 And  wretches  who  did  once  rebel 
 Are  now  made  fervants  of  their  Goi* 
 
 7  Worthy  forever  is  the  Lord. 
 
 Who  dy'd  for  treaibns  not  his  own  ; 
 By  every  tongue  to  be  a. lord, 
 And  reign  upon  his  father's  fcEfdne. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Hill  X.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Tl.e  teafrfag'e  cfih  La?r.i. 
 
 %       A    LL  ye  wBo  faithful  fervants  are 
 .XjL  Of  our  almighty  king* 
 Both  high  and  Iows  and  fmnil  and  great^ 
 His  praife  devoutly   fmg. 
 
 C  Let  us  rejoice  and  render  thanks, 
 To  his  mod  holy  name  ; 
 Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  come 
 The  tnamage  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 3   His  bride  herfelf  has  ready  made, 
 How  pure  and  white  her  drefs  } 
 This  is  the  fairies  integrity. 
 And  fpctiefs  holineis. 
 
HYMNS.  kr 
 
 4  How  happy  then  is  every  one, 
 Who  to  the  marriage  feaft  ; 
 And  holy  fupper  of  the  Lamb, 
 Is  call'd,  a  welcome  guefl. 
 
 TATE, 
 
 3Pgtttn  XL     Particular  Metre. 
 
 SubmiJJion  to  the  Divine  Will. 
 
 3      A    LMIGHTY  King  of  heaven  above* 
 j£\_  Eternal  fouree  of  truth  and  love5  ' 
 
 And  Lord  of  all  below, 
 With  reverence  and  religious  fear. 
 Permit  thy  fuppliants  to  draw  near, 
 
 And  at  thy  feet  to  bow. 
 
 %  Thy  lovereignjzjt  form'd  us  firft, 
 Thy  breath  can  blow  us  back  to  d-ufl:, 
 
 Frail,  'finful,  mortal  clay  ; 
 eTis  thine  undoubted  right  to  give, 
 Thofe  earthly  blefiings  we  receive  , 
 
 And  thine  to  takeaway, 
 
 3  All  things  are  under  thy  control, 
 Eternal  wifdom  rules  the  whole* 
 
 Educing  good  from  ill  ; 
 Sifbmimve  therefore  we  refigiv 
 Our  wills  are  fwallow'd  up  in  thine, 
 
 In  thy  moil  holy  will.. 
 
n  H  T  M  N  S. 
 
 4 'In  heaven  above,  thy  will  is  done, 
 There,  angels  wait  around  thy  throne. 
 
 Thy  counsels  to  obey  ; 
 Adoring  at  thy  feet  they   fall, 
 Confefs  thee,  fovereign  Lord  of  all, 
 
 And  own  thy  powerful  fway. 
 
 5  Lord,  may  we  join  the  heavenly  throng. 
 May  mortals  learn  th'  angelic  fong, 
 
 Who  dwell  beneath  the  fun  j 
 May  every  tongue  thy  praift  proclaim, 
 This  be  the  univerfal  theme, 
 
 "  Jehovah's  will  be  done." 
 
 jpgmn  XII,      Short  Metre. 
 
 Humble  Praife. 
 
 ALMIGHTY  Maker,  Ged, 
 How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 
 Thy  glories  how  difrus'd  abroad 
 Throughout  creation's  frame. 
 
 Nature  in  every  drefs 
 Her  humble  homage  pays, 
 And  finds  a  thouiand  ways  t'exprefg 
 Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife. 
 
 In  native  white  and  red, 
 The  rote  and  Irlly  ft  and, 
 And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  fpread 
 To  fhow  thy  Jkillful  jband. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S*  ij 
 
 4  The  lark  mounts  up   on  high 
 With  unambitious  fchg, 
 
 And  bears  her  maker's  praife  on  higrr^ 
 Upon  her  artlefs  tongue. 
 
 5  My  foul  would  rife  and  fing, 
 To  her  creator  too  ; 
 
 Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  kmg^ 
 
 And  pay  the  worfhip  due, 
 
 6  But  pride,  tfeat  bufy  fin, 
 Spoils  ail  that  I  perform, 
 
 Curf'd  pride  that  creeps  fecurel y    i 
 And  fweils  a  wretched  worm. 
 
 7  Create  my  foul  anew, 
 
 Or  all  my  worihip's  vain  ; 
 This   fmful  heart  will  not  be  trie 
 Till   it  be  fornvd  again. 
 
 8  In  joy  then  let  me  ipend, 
 The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
 
 And  to  my  God  my  foul  afcend, 
 In  fweet  cerfume  of  praife. 
 
 Y7ATT3, 
 
 ipgHtn  XIIL    Common  Metre, 
 
 Holy  Fortitude. 
 i      A   Mh  foldier  of  the  crofs  ?    . 
 Jl\  A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
 And  (hall  I  fear  to  own  his  cauiej 
 Or  blufh  to.  fpeiik  his  name  ; 
 B 
 
i4  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 2  Mud  I  be  carried  to  the  fkies 
 
 On  flowery  beds  cf  eafe  ? 
 Whilft  others  fought  to  win  the  prize. 
 And  faii'd  through  bloody  feas  ? 
 
 3  Are  there  no  foe3  for  me  to  face  ? 
 
 Ivluft  not  I  Item  the  flood  ? 
 Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace> 
 To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 
 
 4  Sure  I  muft  fight,  if  I  would  reign  5 
 
 Increafe  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
 I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
 Supported  by  thy  word. 
 
 5  Thy  faints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
 
 Shall  conquer  though  they  die  5 
 They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 
 And  feize  it  with  their  eye. 
 
 »  "When  that  illuftricus  day  mall  rife, 
 And  all  thy  armies  mine, 
 In  robes  of  vict'ry  thro'  the  fkies, 
 The  glory  fhall  be  thine. 
 
 Watt". 
 
 ipglTin  XIV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Chrijl  our  Example* 
 I      A   ND  is  the  gofpel  peace  and  love  I 
 jl\.  Such  let  our  converfation  be, 
 Theferpent  blended  with  the  dove> 
 JVifdom  and  meek  iimplicity. 
 
II  Y  M  N  S.  is 
 
 2  Whene'er  tlie  asgry  pafiions  rife, 
 
 i  And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  ftrife  y 
 To  Jefus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 
 Bright  pattern  of  the  Chrifcian  life. 
 
 3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 
 How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive  I 
 Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
 And  thefe  the  rules  by  which  we  live, 
 
 4  To  do  his  heav'nly  father's  will, 
 Was  his  employment  and  delight  \ 
 Humility  and  holy  zeal 
 
 Shone  through  his  life  divinery  bright* 
 
 5  Difpenfing  good  where'er  he  came, 
 The  labours  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
 Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name3 
 By  his  example  let  us  move. 
 
 6  But,  ah,  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are  1 
 How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aiidg  S 
 Lord  we  depend  upon  thy  cart, 
 
 We  afo  thy  fpirit  for  our  guide. 
 
 7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trac°, 
 To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
 Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 
 O  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 
 
HYMNS. 
 Jpgmn  XV.     Short  Metre. 
 
 triumph  over  Death. 
 
 \  A   ND  muft  this  body  die  ? 
 
 Jl  JL   This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
 And  muft  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine. 
 Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 
 
 8       Corruption,  earth  and  worms 
 Shall  but  refine  this  flefh 
 Till  my  triumphant  fpirit  come 5 
 To  put  it  on  afrefti. 
 
 3  Chrift,  my  redeemer,  lives, 
 And  often  from  the  ikies, 
 
 Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  duft 
 Till  he  fhall  bid  it  rife. 
 
 4  Array'd  in  gloricusgrace, 
 Shall  thefe  vile  bodies  mine, 
 
 An4  every  fhape,  and  every  face 
 look  heavenly  and  divine. 
 
 £       Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe 
 
 ^To  Jem's  dying  love  ; 
 '  We  would  adore  his  grace  below. 
 And  fing  his  power  above. 
 
 6      Q  Lprd,  accept' .the  praife 
 Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 
 Till  tunes  of  nobler  found  we  raife, 
 Wkh  our  immortal  tongues. 
 
 Watts. 
 
HYMNS,  I 
 
 ■  |>gtntl  XVI.  Common  Meirs* 
 
 For  the  New  Tear. 
 
 I      A  ND  now,  my  foul,  another  year 
 •£*-  Of  my  mort  life  is  pair  ^ 
 I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
 And  this  may  be   my  lafh 
 
 a  Much  of  my  dubious  life  is  done, 
 Nor  will  return  again  ; 
 And  fwift  my  palling  moments  run, 
 The  few  that  yet  remain. 
 
 3  Awake,  my  foul,  with  utmoft  care, 
 
 Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
 What  are  thy  hopes,  how  fure,  how  fair  ? 
 And  what  thy  chief  concern  ? 
 
 4  With  the  new  year,  which  now  begins^ 
 
 E  egm  thy  race  for  heaven  ;    . 
 Repent  of  all  thy  former  fms, 
 Reform  and  he  forgiven. 
 
 5  Devoutly  yield  thyfelf  to  God, 
 
 To  him  thyfelf  commend  ; 
 With  zjeal    purfue  the  heavenly  road, 
 Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection* 
 r  Bz 
 
*£  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 K)|>mn  XVII.  All  Sevens  Metre. 
 
 The  Refurreftion  and  Afcettfion  of  Chrijt. 
 
 ANGELS,,  roil  the  ftone  away, 
 Death,  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  ; 
 See  !  lie  rifes  from  the  tomb, 
 )  hining  in  immortal  bloom. 
 
 Ti 
 
 s  the  Saviour,  Angels  raife 
 Your  triumphant  fong  of  praife  y 
 Let  the  heaven's  remoter!:  bound 
 Hear  the  joy  infpiring  found. 
 
 2  Nor/,  ye  faints,  lift  up  your  eyes, 
 Nov/  to  glory  fe?  him  rife  ; 
 Mark  his  progrefs  through  the  fky3 
 To  the  radiant  world  on  high. 
 
 4  Heaven  difplays  her  chryftal  gate  $. 
 Enter  in  thy  royal  ftate  \ 
 King  of  glory  mount  thy  throne, 
 Tis  thy  Father's  and  thy  cv/n. 
 
 *;  Praife  him  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
 fcrike  with  awe,  your  golden  lyres ; 
 oncutj  O  earth,  in  rapturous  fong, 
 Let  the  drains  be  loud  and  ftrong. 
 
 6  To  the  lid'ning  nations  tell, 
 
 Sin  o'erthrown  and  vanquifh'd  hell. 
 Where  is  death's  once  dreaded  king  ! 
 Where,  Q  monfter,  is  thyfting  ! 
 
 SCOTT 
 
HYMN  S.  19 
 
 |>pm   XYIIL    Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Sabbath. 
 
 5      A   NOTHER  fix  days  work  is  done  ! 
 JTjL   Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ! 
 Return,  my  foul,  enjoy  thy  reft, 
 Inprove  the  day  that  God  has  blefs'd. 
 
 a  Come,  praifs  the  Lord,  whofe  love  aiTtgns 
 So  fweet  a  reft  to  weary  minds  ; 
 Provides  an  antepail  of  heaven, 
 And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  {even. 
 
 3  O  that  cur  thoughts  and  thanks  may  riie 
 As  grateful  incenfe  to  the  ikies  ; 
 
 And  draw  from  heaven  that  fweet  repofe 
 "Which  none,  but  he  who  feels  it  knows, 
 
 4  This  heavenly  calm,  within  the  breaft, 
 Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  reft, 
 Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains^ 
 The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 
 
 5  "With  joy  great  God,  thy  works  we  view 
 In  various  fcenes  both  old  and  new  ; 
 With  praife  we  think  on  mercies  paftj 
 With  hope  we  future  pieafures  tafte, 
 
 £  In  holy  duties  ht  the  day, 
 In  holy  pieafures  pafs  away  ; 
 The  Sabbath  thus  we  love  to  fpend, 
 In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  ihaii  end. 
 
 STEKN£T» 
 
2b  fi  -  &  N  s. 
 
 pmnn  XIX.     Six  Line  Long  Wetrt* 
 
 God's   Name  proclaimed  to  Mafes. 
 
 1  A   TTSND,  my  foul,  the  voice  divine, 
 JT-L   And  mark  what  beaming  glories  Ihinej 
 
 Around  thy  condefcending  God  : 
 To  us,  he  in  his  word  proclaims 
 His  awful,  his  endearing  names ; 
 
 Attend,  and  found  them  ail  abroad. 
 
 2  "  Jehovah  I,  the  fovVeign  Lord, 
 The  mighty  God  by  heaven  »dorvd, 
 
 Down  to  the  earth  my  footfteps  bend  : 
 My  heart  the  tendered  pity  knows, 
 Goodnefs  full  dreaming  wide  o'erfiows, 
 
 And  rrnce  and  truth  mail  never  erui, 
 
 -»  "  My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
 Mv  pardoning  Icve  is  ever  inrc, 
 
 y^hen  penifcentiai     -  dw  mourns; 
 To  millions,  through  unrrombei  rd  years^ 
 New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears, 
 
 Yet  wrath  againft  tne  f  nner  burns.'* 
 
 Make  hade,  my  foul,  the  vifioiypeet, 
 All  proftrate  at  Jehovah3 
 
 And  drink  the  tuneful  accents' 
 .Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat 
 Diffufe  thefe  heart-expanding  jol 
 
 Till  heaven  complete  the  rapt'rous  fcene. 
 
 D0DDR.1DCB 
 
 ?.  in, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  •  H 
 
 |)gmn  XX,     Common  Metre* 
 
 The  new  Creation. 
 
 %      A.  TTEND,  whilft  God's  exalted  Son  . 
 jljL  Doth  his  own  glories  fnew  *, 
 "  Behold  I  fit  upon  my  throne 
 Creating  all  things  new  ! 
 
 2  "  Old  things  are  wholly  pafs'd  away 
 
 And  the  firffc  Adam  dies  ; 
 My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay, 
 See  the  new  world  arife  ! 
 
 3  «  Til  he  a  fun  of  righteoufnefs, 
 
 To  the  new  heavens  I  make  \ 
 None  but  the  new  born  heirs  of  grace 
 My  glories  mall  partake/5 
 
 4  Mighty  Redeemer,  fet  me  free. 
 
 From  my  old  ftattTof  fin  ; 
 O  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee, 
 Create  new  powers  within. 
 
 5  Renew  my  eyes,  and  form  my  ears, 
 
 And  mould  my  heart  afrem  ; 
 Give  me  new  paffions,  joys  and  fears, 
 And  turn  the  (tone  to  "fiefh. 
 
 6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead 
 
 From  fin  and  earth  and  hell  \ 
 In  the  new  world  which  g»ace  hath  made 
 I  would  forever  dwell. 
 
Z2  HYMNS. 
 
 fpgmn  XXL     Long  Metre, 
 
 Glory  in  the  CrcJ}. 
 
 i       A    T  thy  command,  our  blefTed  3 
 jT~\_  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  ieafi  ; 
 Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  h^ 
 And  thy  awn  flefli  feeds  every  gueft. 
 
 2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
 And  tr  ufts  for  life  in  one  that  di 
 We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
 Frcr:i  a  Redeemer  crucified, 
 
 g  Let  the  :  Id  pronounce  its  fhame, 
 
 :Ke  cauie  -, 
 ft  our  Saviour's  name, 
 ir  triumph  in  his  crbfs. 
 
 4  U  •     wt  tell  the  fcomng  age, 
 
 He  .  irzd  hath  left  his  tomb  ; 
 
 ve  their  utmoft  rage, 
 
 Watts. 
 
 iffift  XXII.     Common  Metre* 
 
 Tie  1  Wor(k 
 
 ^A   WAKE,  fongi| 
 
 «  rj^  To  our  incarnate  Lord  ! 
 Let  every  heart  and  every  ton  \ 
 the  eternal  W< 
 
K  Y  M  N  S.  23 
 
 1  That  glorious  Word,  that  fovcrcign  power, 
 By  whom  the  worlds  were  made  \ 
 O  happy  morn  j    illustrious  hour  ! 
 Was  once  in  fleih  array'd. 
 
 3  Then  (hone  almighty  power  and  lova 
 
 In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
 When  Jeiu 3  left  the  world  above, 
 To  dwell  with  (infill  worms. 
 
 4  To  dwell  with  mifery  below, 
 
 The  Saviour  left  the  ikies  \ 
 And  funk  to  poverty  and  woe,       ' 
 That  wretched  man  might  rife, 
 
 5  Adoring  angels  VdrM  their  fongs 
 
 To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
 With  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
 Their  grateful  homage  pay. 
 
 6  What  glory.  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
 
 With  wonder  vre  adore  5 
 But  could  we  ling  as  angels  do 
 We'd  love  and  praife  thee  more. 
 
 Mrs.  Steels 
 
 fj3gmn  XXIIL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Tempiatio7i  iviirjout  and  within. 
 
 WAKE,  my  foul,  lift  up  thine  eyes, 
 See  how  thy  foes  againft  thee  rifej, 
 in  long  array,  a  numerous  hofl ; 
 Awake,  my  foul,  or  thou  art  loft. 
 
74  HYMN  & 
 
 2  See  how  rebellious  paflions  rage, 
 And  fierce  deiires  and  lulls  engage  ; 
 See  pleafure's  fiiken  banners  fpread, 
 And  willing  fouls  are  captive  led. 
 
 3  I  tread  upon  enchanted  ground, 
 Perils  and  fnares  befet  me  round  ; 
 O  let  me  then  guard  every  part, 
 But  moil,  the  traitor  in  my  heart. 
 
 4  O  teach  thy  fervant  how  to  wield 
 Bleit  Saviour,  thy  immortal  fhield  ; 
 Put  on  thy  armour  from  above, 
 
 Of  heavenly  truth  and  heavenly  love. 
 
 5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 
 The  fmiles  of  earth,  the  frowns  of  hell ; 
 The  tempter  once  thou  didft  fubdue, 
 O  make  me  more  than  conqueror  too. 
 
 Mrs.  Baoaul* 
 
 ©gmn  XXIV.  Hallelujah  Metre, 
 
 The  Lord's  Lay  Morning, 
 
 l       A    WAKE  our  cirowfy  fouls  \ 
 jt\.  Shake  off  each  fiothful  band  ! 
 The  wonders  of  this  day 
 Our  nobleft  fongs  demand. 
 Aufpicious  morn,      Thy  blifsful  rays 
 Bright  fefaphs  hail,     In  tongs  of  praife  1 
 
HYMNS,  25  !| 
 
 %     At  thy  approaching  dawn, 
 Reluctant  death  refign'd 
 The  glorious  prince  of  life, 
 In  the  dark  vault  confin'd. 
 Tlv*  angelic  holl  Around  him  hrnds 
 
 And  midft  their  ihouts,     The  Lord  afcends. 
 
 3  All  hail  triumphant  Lord  ! 
 
 Heaven  with  hofanna  rings  ; 
 Whilft  earth  in  humbler  (trains, 
 Thy  praife  refponfive  fings. 
 Worthy  art  thou,      Who  once  waft  flain, 
 Thro'  endlefs  ^ars,    To  live  and  rei^n. 
 
 4  Gird  on,  great  King,  thy  fword, 
 
 Afcend  thy  conquering  car, 
 Whilft.  juftice,  truth  and  love 
 Maintain  the  glorious  war. 
 .  Victorious  thou,  Thy  foes  malt  trqpll, 
 
 And  fin  and  death,      In  triumph  lead. 
 
 x     Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 
 
 And  wing  the  unerring  dart, 
 With  falu'tary  pangs 
 
 To  each  rebellious  heart. 
 Then  dying  fouls,         For  life  mail  fuc>        ^M 
 Numerous  as  drop  %     Of  morning  dew- 
 
 '   ; 
 
 Rippon's  Ccie/iion... 
 
 a 
 
k%  HYMN  ft 
 
 %)%m\  XXV.     Lcng  Metre. 
 
 The  Chnjllan  Raca 
 
 AWAKE  our  fouls ?  away  our  fears, 
 Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone  °, 
 Awake  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
 And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
 
 «  CD 
 
 True  'tis  a  ftraight  and  thorny  road, 
 And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  i  a-nt  ; 
 If  they  forget  the  mighty  GocT, 
 Who  feedo  the  itrength  of  every  faint, 
 
 The  mighty  God,  whofe  powerful  hand 
 Has  matchlefs  works  of  wonder  done  ; 
 And  ftial!  endure,  whiliiendlefs  years 
 Their  everhilino-  circles  ran. 
 
 4  From  him,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
 Our  fouls  (hall  drink  a  rich  fupply  ; 
 WhHft  thofe  who  trull  their  native  ftrertgtft 
 Shall  melt  away,  and  droop  and  die. 
 
 5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
 We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  % 
 On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  will  fly* 
 
 '  feirc  amidft  the  heavenly  road. 
 
 Watts. 
 
HYMNS,  ; 
 
 |)gmU   XXVI,    Long  Metre. 
 
 Benefit  of 'Ordinances. 
 
 I       A    WAY  from  every  mortal  care, 
 
 j\^  Away  from  earth,  our  fouls  retreat  § 
 "We  leave  this  worthleis  world  afar, 
 And  wait  and  worfnip  near  thy  feat. 
 
 %  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace, 
 We  bow  before   thee  and  adore  ; 
 We  view  the  glories  of  thy  face, 
 And  learn  the  wonders  o^tby  power. 
 
 3  Whilft  here  cur  various  wants  we  mourn, 
 United  prayers  afcend  on  high  ; 
 And  faith  expects  a  fure  return 
 Of  bleffings  in  variety. 
 
 .4  If  Satan  rage  and  fin  grow  ilrong, 
 Here  we  receive  feme  cheering  word  \ 
 We  gird  the  gofpcl  armour  on, 
 To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 
 
 5  Here,  when  our  fpirit  faints  and  dies, 
 And  confeience  fmarts  with  inward  flings ; 
 The  fun  of  righteoufnefs  fhall  rife, 
 With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings. 
 
s8  HYMNS. 
 
 6  Here  would  our  ravifiVd  fouls  abide, 
 Or  if  from  hence  we  mull  depart, 
 Let  neither  life  nor  death  divide 
 ©u$  God  and  Saviour  from  our  heart. 
 
 Watts  altered, 
 
 ^mn*  XXVII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 the  Wcrd  made  Flejh. 
 
 r  "T)  EFORE  the  heavens  wrere  fpread  abroad, 
 J£3  Ffom  everlailing  was  the  "Word  -, 
 With  God  he  was,  the  Word  was  God, 
 And  by  th'  angeHc  hofl  ador'd. 
 
 2  By  his  great  power,  were  all  things  made^ 
 By  him  fuppcrted  all  things  Hand  ; 
 
 He  is  the  whole  Creation's  head, 
 And  Angels  fly  at  his  command. 
 
 3  Ere  fin  was  born  or  Satan  fell, 
 He  led  the  hofl  of  morning  ftafs  ! 
 Thy  generation,  who    can   t«JI  ? 
 Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 
 
 4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thefe  heavenly  forms, 
 The  Woid  defcends  and  dwells  in  clay  ; 
 That  he  may  converfe  hold  with  worms, 
 DreiVd  in  fuch  feeble  flefh  as  they. 
 
 Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face: 
 Th'  eternal  father's  only  Son  ; 
 
H  Y  Iy!  N  S.  25 
 
 How  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace  F 
 When  thro  his  eyes,  the  Godhead  fhone* 
 
 6  Arch-angels  leave  their  high  abode. 
 To  learn  new  myfteries  here,  and  tell 
 The  love  of  our  descending  God, 
 The  glories  of  Emmanuel. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 fpgmn  XXVIII.  Common  Metre. 
 
 Faith  in  the  Pfemfi  of  Salvation. 
 
 1  "TJ  EGIN,  my  tongue,  forne  heavenly  themc^ 
 JTj   And  fpeak  ibme  lofty  thing  5 
 Tke  mighty  works,  or  mighty  name 
 
 Of  our  eternal  King. 
 
 2  Tell  of  his  wond'rous  faithfulnefs, 
 
 Or  found  his  power  abroad  j 
 Sing  the  blefh  promife  of  his  grace3 
 And  the  performing  God. 
 
 3  Proclaim  falvaticn  from  the  Lord, 
 
 To  finful,  dying  men  •, 
 His  hand  has  writ  the  facred  wordj 
 With  an  unerring  pen. 
 
 4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brafs, 
 
 The  gracious  promife  mines  5 
 
 Cz 
 
30  H  Y  M  N  S, 
 
 Nor  fhall  the  hand  of  time  erafe 
 Thofe  everlafting  lines. 
 
 5  Thcai  why  thefe  doubts  and  fad  complaints  * 
 
 If  Chrift  and  we  are  one, 
 The  word  extends  to  all  the  faints. 
 Who  humbly  love  the  forr. 
 
 6  By  faith  in  this  our  fouls  have  liv'd, 
 
 And  part  of  heaven  poffefs'd  j 
 We'll  praife  him.  then  for  grace  received, 
 And  truft  him  for  the  reft. 
 
 Watts.- 
 
 Jpgmtl  XXIX.  Particular  Metre, 
 
 The  Refurrtfiien  and  Glory-  c/Chrijh 
 
 EKOLD  !  the  bright  morning  appeal 
 And  jefus  revives  from  the  grave  ! 
 His  rifing  removes  all  our  fears,     . 
 And  proves  him  almighty  to  lave. 
 How  ilrong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries  ! 
 
 The  worth  of  his  blood  how  divine  ! 
 How  perfect  his  great  facrifice, 
 Who  rofe  iho'  he  fuffer'd  for  fin  ! 
 
 The  man  who  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
 The  man  who  on  Calvary  died, 
 
 The  man  who  bore  fcourging  and  fcorn> 
 Whom  unners  agreed  to  deride  ; 
 
H  Y  M  N  S,  3"x 
 
 Now  blefled  forever  is  made, 
 
 And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain  ;» 
 
 Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head, 
 This  is  the  true  Lamb  that  was  flain  ! 
 
 Believing  we  fhare  in  his  joy, 
 
 By  faith  we  partake  of  his  rdft, 
 "With  him  we  can  cheerfully  die, 
 
 For  with  him  we  hope  to  be  bleft. 
 ?Tis  Jefus  the  firft  and  the  lad, 
 
 Whofe  fpirit  fliali  guide  us  fafe  home  t 
 We'll  praife  him  for  all  that  is  pafl, 
 
 And  truft  him  for  all  that's  to  come  ! 
 
 Hart, 
 
 iptnim  XXX.    '  Common  Metre 
 
 Praife  to  the  Lamb  cf  God. 
 
 B 
 
 EHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
 Amidfc  the  father's  throne  f 
 Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
 And  fongs  before  unknown, 
 
 2  Let  Eiders  worfhip  at  his  feet, 
 
 The  Church  adore  around  ; 
 With  vials  full  of  odours  fweeU 
 With  harps  of  fweeter  found* 
 
 3  Thofe  are  the  ofFer'd  prayers  of  faints, 
 
 And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife , 
 
£a  HYMNS. 
 
 Jems  is  kind  to  our  complaints. 
 He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 
 
 4  Now,  to  the  Lamb  that  once ,  was  {lain, 
 
 Be  endlefs  blefllngs  pal ! 
 Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain, 
 Forever  on  thy  head. 
 
 5  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 
 
 Haft  fet  the  prifoners  free ; 
 Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God, 
 And  we  mall  reign  with  thee. 
 
 6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
 
 Are  put  beneath  thy  power  ; 
 
 Then  fhorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
 
 And  bring  the  promi&;d  hour. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 (Jgma  XXXI.      Short  Marc. 
 
 The  Nativity  of  Chrijl* 
 
 BEHOLD  the  grace  appears  ! 
 The  prornife  is  fulfili'd  ; 
 Mary,  the  wond  reus  virgin  bears. 
 And  Jefus  is  the  Child. 
 
 To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
 A  heavenly  form  appears  ; 
 He  tellsthe  ihepherds  of  their  joys.> 
 And  banifnes  tlieir  fears* 
 
HYMNS.  33 
 
 3       "  Go  humble  fwains,  faid  he, 
 To  David's  city  fly  -9 
 The  promised  infant  born  to  day 
 Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 
 
 it       With  looks,  and  hearts  ferene, 
 Go  vifit  Chrift  your  king,  " 
 And  ftrait  a  flaming  choir  was  feen 
 The  ihepherds  heard  them  fmg. 
 
 5       «  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
 
 And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  1 
 Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joys 
 At  the  redeemer's  birth  ! " 
 
 5       In  worfnip  fo  divine, 
 
 Let  faints  employ  their  tongues  5 
 With  the  celeftial  hoft  we  join, 
 And  loud  repeat  their  fongs. 
 
 7       "  Glory  to  God  en  high  ! 
 
 And  heavenly  peace  on  earth  ! 
 Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
 At  our  redeemers  birth." 
 
 Watts, 
 
 |)])Ttm  XXXII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Ignorance  cfltfan. 
 
 B 
 
 EH  OLD  the  new  born  infant,  griev'd 
 With  hunger,  thirft   and  pain  ! 
 
34  HYMNS. 
 
 It  cries  to  have  Its  wants  reliev'd, 
 But  knows  not  to  complain. 
 
 2  Such  childhood  yet  I  muft  confefs, 
 
 •  Tho'  long  in  years  mature  ; 
 Unknowing  whence  I  feel  diftrefs., 
 And  where  to  feek  its  cure. 
 
 3  Author  of  good  !  to  thee  I  turn  \ 
 
 Thy  ever  watchful  eye 
 Alone,  can  all  my  wants  difcern. 
 Thy  hand  alone  fupply* 
 
 4  O  let  thy  fear  within  rne  dwell, 
 
 Thy  Jove  my  footfteps  guide  ; 
 That  love  mall  vainer  loves  expel, 
 That  fear,  all  fears  befide, 
 
 £  And  fmce,  by  error's  force  fubdu'd, 
 My  oft  mifguided  will 
 Prepofterous,  fhuns  the  latent  good. 
 And  grafps  the  fpecious  ill  \ 
 
 6  Not  to  my  wifh,  but  to  my  want, 
 Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 
 Unalk'd,  what  good  thou  knoweii,  grant- 
 Whatili,tho>  aik'd,deny. 
 
 MSRRICX 
 
H-tMNS,  35/ 
 
 l^gm-tt    XXXIII.      Long  Metre, 
 
 A  grave  and  decent  Deport ??;ent, 
 
 BEHOLD  thefons  and  heirs  of  God 
 So  dearly  bought  with  TefuV   blood  J 
 Are  they  not  born  to  "heavenly  joys  ? 
 And  fliall  they  ftoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 
 
 Can  laughter  fe&Hh'  immortal  mind  I 
 Were  fpirits  of  celeitial  kind 
 Made  for  a  jeftj  for  ipor't,  for  play, 
 To  wear  out  time 'and  wafte  the  day  ?• 
 
 Doth  vain  difcoiirfe  or  empty  mirth     • 
 Well  fuit  the  honours  of  their  birth  I 
 Shall  they  be  fond  of  gay  attire, 
 Which  children  love,  which  fools  "admire  t 
 
 What  if  we  wear  the  ricliefl  veft  ? 
 Peacocks  and  fifed  are  better  drefl:  ;    • 
 This  flefh  with'  ail  its'  gaudy  forms j 
 Mull  4rop  to  dull  and  feed  the  warms. 
 
 Lord,  raife  our  hearts  aadpafhoits  higher* 
 Touch  our  vain  fouls  with  facred  fire  ; 
 Then,  with  a  heaven-diredted  eye,- 
 We'II  pafs  thefe  glittering  trifles  by, ' 
 
 We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below; 
 With  fuch  dhdainas  angeis  do  ; 
 And  wak  the  call  that  bids  us  rife, 
 To*  manfions  prormVd  m  the  ikies* 
 
3<5  HYMNS. 
 
 }j)gmn   XXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  repenting  Prodigal, 
 
 i   X)  EHOLD  the  wretch  whofe  luft  and  wir 
 f|  Had  wafted  his  eftate  ! 
 He  begs  a  (hare  among  the  fwine, 
 To  tafte  the  hufks  they  eat. 
 
 i  «  I  die  with  hunger  here,  he  cry'd, 
 I  ftarve  in  foreign  lands  j 
 My  Father's  houie  has  large  fupplies, 
 And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 
 
 3  1*11  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
 
 Fall  down  before  his  face  ; 
 Father,  I've  done  thy  juilice  wrong, 
 Nor  can  delerve  thy  grace." 
 
 4  He  faid,  and  flattened  to  his  home, 
 
 To  feek  his  Father's  love  ; 
 
 The  Father  faw  the  rebel  come, 
 
 And  all  his  bowels  move. 
 
 5  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  n^ck, 
 
 Embrac'd  and  kiis'd  his  fon  ; 
 The  rebel's  heart  with  fcrrow  brake, 
 For  follies  he  had  done. 
 
 6"  "  Take  off  his  clothes  of  fliame  and  fin, 
 The  Father  gives  command  ; 
 Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
 With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  37 
 
 A  day  of  feafting  I  ordain, 
 
 Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
 My  Son  was  dead,  and  lives  again3 
 
 Was  loft,  but  now  is  found-" 
 
 WA'TtS, 
 
 ip^mtl  XXXV,     Short  Meire. 
 
 Adoption. 
 
 BEHOLD,  what  wcnd'rous grace 
 The  father  hath  beftow'd 
 On  hnners  of  a  mortal  race., 
 To  call  them  fons  of  God  ! 
 
 'T13  no  furprifing  thing, 
 That  we  ihould  oe  unknown  ; 
 The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  King? 
 God's  everlafling  Son, 
 
 Nor  doth  it  yet  appear, 
 How  great  we  mall  be  made  ; 
 But,  when  we  fee  our  -Saviour  here, 
 We  fhalLbe  likeeur  head. 
 
 A  hope  fo  much  divine 
 May  tryals  well  endure  ; 
 May  cleanfe  cur  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fni. 
 As  Chrift  the  Lord  is  pure, 
 D 
 
3* 
 
 II  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 If  in  our  father's  love, 
 We  ftiare  a  filial  part  •, 
 Send  down  thy  fpirk  like  a  dove, 
 To  reft  upon  our  heart. 
 
 We  would  no  longer  lie, 
 Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
 Our  faith  fhali  Abba,  Father,  cry, 
 And  thou  the  kindred  own. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 i>t?mn   XXXVI.     Long  Metre, 
 
 The  better  Pari. 
 E3ET  with  fnares  and  fill'd  with  drea<J, 
 
 B 
 
 Saviour  divine,  diffufe  thy  light, 
 
 To  guide  our  doubtful  footfteps  right. 
 
 In  life's  uncertain  path  we  tread  ; 
 
 2  Engage  our  roving  treach'rous  heart, 
 To  choofe  the  wife,  the  better  part  j 
 To  fcorn  the  trifles  of  a  day, 
 For  joys  that  never  fade  away. 
 
 3  Then  ht  the  fierceft  ftorms  arife, 
 Let  tempefts  mingle  earth  and  fkies  ; 
 No  fatal  (hipwreck  fhall  we  fear, 
 But  all  our  trenfure  with  us  bear. 
 
HYMN  S*  33 
 
 4  If  then  our  Saviour  (till  be  nigh, 
 Cheerful  we  live  and  joyxrul  die  •, 
 Secure  when  mortal  comforts  flee3 
 To  find  a  thoufand  worlds  in  thee. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 fpglTin  XXXVII.      Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Beatitudes. 
 
 1  ingLEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
 j|3  Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
 Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  given., 
 And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 
 
 2  Blefi:  are  the  men  of  broken  hearty 
 Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart  , 
 The  blood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows,, 
 
 A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
 
 3  Blefl  are  the  meek  who  Hand  afar5 
 From  rage  and  paflion,  nolle  and  war  % 
 
 \  God  will  fecure  their  happy  ilate3 
 And  plead  their  caufs  againil  the  great. 
 
 4  Blefl  are  the  fouls  that  rhirft  for  gracej 
 Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  \ 
 They  ihail  be  well  fupplied  and  fed, 
 With  living  ftreams  and  living  bread* . 
 
t  4o  HYMN  S. 
 
 5  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move, 
 And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
 From  Chrift  the  Lord,  they  fhall  obtain 
 
 Like  fympathy  and  love  again. 
 
 Bled  are  the  pure  whofe  hearts  are  clean, 
 Prom  the  defiling  power  of  fin  % 
 With  endlefs  pleafure  they  fhall  fee 
 A  God  cf  fpotlefs  purity. 
 
 7  Bleft  are  the  men  cf  peaceful  life, 
 Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  5 
 \       They  fhall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
 The  ions   of  God,  the  God  peace. 
 
 $  Bleft  are  the  fufferers,  who  partake 
 Of  pain  and  fharne  for  Jem's  fake ; 
 Their  fouls  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
 Gicry  and  joy  are  their  reward. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ^gttttt  XXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 'The  Hops  cf  the  Rsjarrj/Jion. 
 
 BLEST  be  the  everlafling  God, 
 The  father  of  our  Lord  ; 
 he  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
 His  majefty  ador'd. 
 
 2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 
 And  call'd  him  to  the  fky  j 
 
*fc 
 
 HYMNS. 
 
 He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope, 
 That  they  mould  never  die. 
 
 3  What  though  his  uncontrol'4  decree 
 Command  our  flem  to  dull  ? 
 
 Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe3 
 So  all  his  followers  mud. 
 
 4  There's  an  inheritance  divine 
 
 Referv'd  againft  that  day  i 
 'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefil'd, 
 And  cannot  fade  away. 
 
 Saints  by  tlie  power  of  God  are  kept, 
 
 Till  the  falvation  come  ; 
 We  walk  by  faith  as  ftrancrers  here, 
 
 Till  Chrift  mall  caM  us  home. 
 
 WATTSr 
 
 J^gmn  XXXIX.  Common  Metre.      . 
 
 Benevolence  rewarded* 
 
 i  TfJ  LEST  is  the  man  whofe  tender  heart 
 j3  Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
 To  whom5  the  fupplicating  eye 
 Was  never  rais'd  in  vain, 
 
 I  Whofe  breaft  expands  with  generous  w<#l&t&, 
 A  {hanger's  woe  to  feel  > 
 Dz 
 
r 
 
 H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound* 
 He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 
 
 3  He  fpreads  his  kind  fupporting  arm?. 
 To  every  child  of  grief ; 
 His  fecret  bounty,  largely  flows, 
 And  brings  uiiafk'd  relief. 
 
 '  4  To  gentle  offices  of  love, 
 
 His  feet  are  never  flow  ; 
 '       He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eye^ 
 ^  A  brother  in  his  foe. 
 
 5  Peace,  from  the  bofom  of  ru>  God* 
 .  Peace  {hall  to  him  be  given  y 
 
 His  foul  fhall  reft  fecure  en  earth,. 
 And  find  its  native  heaven. 
 
 6  To  him  protection  fhall  be  mown  ; 
 
 And  mercy,  from  above 
 Defcend  on  thofe,  who  thus  fulfill 
 The  perfect  law  of  love. 
 
 Mrs.  BarbavlBi 
 
 ij)gmn    XL.    Particular    Metre. 
 
 The  Cofpel  Jubilee. 
 
 BLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 
 The  gladly  folemn  foun<J  1 
 Let  all  the  nations  know, 
 To  earth's  i  emoteft  bound, 
 
HYMNS.  & 
 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home* 
 
 Exalt  the  Son  of  God  I 
 
 The  fin-atoning  Lamb  ; 
 
 Redemption,  by  his  blood, 
 
 Through  every  land  proclaim  ; 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home, 
 
 Ye  who  have  fold  for  nought^ 
 
 The  heritage  above, 
 
 Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
 
 The  gift  of  Jefu's  love. 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 Ye  flaves  of  fin  and  hell> 
 
 Your  liberty  receive, 
 
 And  fafe  in  Jefus  dwelij 
 
 And  bleft  in  Jefus  live. 
 Hhe  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  litirftkL 
 
 The  Gcfpel  trumpet  hear, 
 
 The- news  of  pardoning  grace  \ 
 
 Ye  happy  fouls,  draw  near3 
 
 Behold  your  Saviour's  face '! 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home- 
 
 jefus,  our  great  high  prieft 
 Has  full  atonement  made  % 
 
^4  HYMNS. 
 
 _Ye  weary  fpirits,  reft, 
 .     Ye  mournful  fouls  be  glad. 
 The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
 Return,  ye  ranfom'd  finners,  home. 
 
 Rippon's  Collection. 
 
 K)gmn  XU.     Long  Metre-. 
 
 The  incomprehenfible  GOD, 
 
 I    /^  AN  creatures  to  perfection  find 
 \^j  The  eternal  uncreated  mind  ? 
 Or  can  the  lafgeft  flretch  of  thought 
 \     Meafure  and  fearch  his  nature  out  I 
 
 ■2  'Tis  high  as  heaven,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
 And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
 His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  Iky, 
 And  all  the  mining  worlds  on  high. 
 
 3  God  is  a  king  of  power  unknown  \ 
 Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  \ 
 If  he  refolve,  who  dare  oppofe  ? 
 Or  alk  him  why  or  what  he  does  I 
 
 4  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon  \ 
 The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon  \ 
 The  pillars  of  heaven's  ftarry  roof 
 Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 
 
 r  He  gave  the  vaulted  heaven  its  form, 
 The  crooked  ferpent  and  the  worm  ^ 
 
HYMNS.  ^      4$ 
 
 He  breaks  the  billows,  with  his  breath3 
 And  fmites  the  ions  of  pride  to  deatn* 
 
 6  Thefe  are.  a  portion  of  his  ways  ! 
 But  who  mall  dare  describe  his  face  ? 
 Who  can  endure  rns  light  !  or  (land, 
 To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 
 
 Watts, 
 
 Ipptrm  XLII.     Common  Metre 
 
 G?d  hicjviprehenjible. 
 
 1  ^CELESTIAL  King,  our  fpirits  ?ie3 
 \_j   Trembling  beneath  thy  feet  5 
 And  wifh  and  cait  a  longhr-  eye. 
 
 To  reach  thy  lo/iy  feat. 
 
 2  In  thee,  what  endlefs  wonders  meet  ! 
 
 What  various  glories  mine  ! 
 The  dazzling  rays  too  fiercely  beata 
 Upon  our  fainting  mind, 
 
 3  Angels  are  loft  in  glad  furprize, 
 
 If  thou  unveil  thy  grace  5 
 And  humble  awe  runs  thro5  the  ikies. 
 When  wrath  arrays  thy  face* 
 
 4  Created  powers,  how  weak  they  be  I 
 
 How  Ihort  our  praifes  fall  ! 
 So  much  akin  to  nothing,  we. 
 And  thou,  th'  eternal  all* 
 
46  HYMNS. 
 
 5  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  fouls* 
 And  awfully  adore  ; 
 For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds 
 Can  flretch  a  thought  no  more. 
 
 Smart. 
 
 &VXnn  XLIII.      Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Prefence  of  God  mortifying  us  to  the  World. 
 
 i    i^OME  bleffed  Lord,  defcend  and  dwell, 
 %^4   By  faith  and  love  within  our  breaft  j 
 Then  mall  we  know,  and  tafte  and  feel 
 Such  joys  as  cannot  be  exprefs'd. 
 
 2  Come  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  flrength, 
 Make  cur  enlarged  fouls  poiTefs, 
 And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth  and  length 
 Of  thy  unmeafurable  grace. 
 
 2  Could  we  but  pierce  the  veil,  and  fee 
 The  glories  of  th'  eternal  fkies  *, 
 What  tittle  things  thefe  worlds  would  be  J 
 flow  defpicable  in  our  eyes  I 
 
 4  Great  all  in  all,  eternal  king  ! 
 Could  we  but  view  thy  glorious  face, 
 Then  all  our  powers  ihould  join  to  fing 
 Thy  boundlefs  wifdom  and  thy  grace. 
 
 5  Now  to  the  God,  whofe  power  in  heaven 
 And  earth,  has  works  of  wonder  done, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  4.7 
 
 Be  everla'fting  honours  given, 
 
 By  all  the  Church,  thro*  Chrift  his  fan. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 r  Ipgmn  XLXV.   Gcmmon  Metre. 
 
 Praife  to  God  and  the?  Lamb. 
 
 1  C^  ®^®^  *et  us  j°*n  our  cheerful  fongs, 
 \jl   With  angels  round  the  throne  5 
 Ten  thoufand,  thoufands  are  their  tongues, 
 
 But  all  their  joys  are  one. 
 
 2  «  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died/'  they  cry, 
 
 "  To  be  exalted  thus  ;" 
 «  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
 "  For  he  was  flain  for  us." 
 
 3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 
 
 Honour  and  power  divine ; 
 And  bleffings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
 Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 
 
 4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  fky, 
 
 And  air  and  earth  and  feas, 
 Conipire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
 ■And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife. 
 
 5  The  whole  Creation  join  in  one, 
 
 To  blefs  the  facred  name, 
 Of  him  who  fits  upon  the  throne, 
 And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
48      •  •  H  Y  U  N  S. 
 
 HU    XLV.  .  Common  Metre, 
 
 Tfe  Joys  cf  Heav&t. 
 
 i    ^""^OME,  Lord,  and    warm  each  langui 
 \.    _    heart, 
 
 Infpire  each  lifelefs  tongue  5 
 
 And  let  the  joys  of  heaven  impart 
 
 Their  influence  to  our  long. 
 
 #• 
 
 2  Sorrow  and  pain  and -every  care. 
 
 And  difcord  there  (hall  ceafe  ;     , 
 And  perfect  joy  and  love  fincere 
 Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 
 
 3  The  foul,  from  fin  forever  free, 
 
 Shall  mourn  its  power  no  more  ; 
 But,  cloth'd  in  fpotlefs  purity, 
 Redeeming  love  adore* 
 
 4  There, on  a  throne,  how  dazzling  bright* 
 
 Th'  exalted  Saviour  Oiines  *, 
 And  beams  ineffable  delight, 
 On  all  the  heavenly  minds. 
 
 5  There  ihall  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 
 
 Join  in  immortal  fongs ; 
 And  endlefs  honours  to  his  name 
 Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 
 
HYMNS.  4<j 
 
 $  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praife  and  love? 
 Our  feeble  notes  infpire  j 
 Till,  in  thy  blifsful  courts  above, 
 We  join  th'  angeiie  choir. 
 
 Mrs.  Steeie, 
 
 Ipgmn    XLVI.    Long  Metre* 
 
 Weary  Souls  invited  to  Reft. 
 
 2   g^xOMEj  weary  fouls,  with  fin  diftrefs'd, 
 \^   Come  and  accept  the  promi.s'd  reft  > 
 The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
 And  call  your  gloomy  fears  away. 
 
 2  Opprefs'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 
 
 O  come,  and  fpf  ead  your  woes  to  God  j 
 Divine  companion,  mighty  love, 
 Will  all  the  painful  load  remove • 
 
 3  Here  mercy's  boundlefs  ocean  flows, 
 
 To  cleanfe  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes  | 
 Pardon  and  life  and  endlefs  peace, 
 How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  ! 
 
 4  Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart, 
 The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart  \ 
 
 *   We  come  with  trembling  •,  yet  rejoice ^ 
 And  blefs  the  kind  inviting  voice. 
 
5° 
 
 HYMN  S, 
 
 5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  powerful  love 
 Cormrm  our  frith,  our  fears  remove  •, 
 May  that  fweet  influence  inourbreaft, 
 Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  reft. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele* 
 
 f;mm  XLVII.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth. 
 
 COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
 And  let  our  joys  be  known  \ 
 Join  in  a  fong  with  fweet  accord, 
 And  thus  furround  the  throne. 
 
 Let  thofe  rerufe  to  fing, 
 Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
 But  children  of  the  heavenly  king 
 May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad. 
 
 This  heavenly  king  is  ours, 
 Our  father  ahd  our  love  j 
 He  will  fend  down  his  heavenly  powers- 
 To  raife  our  fouls  above. 
 
 There,  we  (hall  fee  his  face, 
 And  never,  never  fin  ; 
 There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace* 
 Drink  endlefs  pleafures  in. 
 
 ;       Yes,  and  before  we  rife 
 To  that  immortal  (late, 
 
HYMNS,  p 
 
 The  idtougllt  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 
 Should  conitant  joys  create, 
 
 Then  let  our  fongs  abound 
 And  every  tear  be  dry  ! 
 "We're  marching  thro'  Emmanuel's  ground^ 
 To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 
 
 V»rATTS, 
 
 $gmft  XLVIII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Cjirljl  the  King  of  Saints. 
 
 i        f^%  OME,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name* 
 \jl   And  joy  to  make  it  known  ; 
 The  lovereign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 
 And  bow  before  his  throne, 
 
 2  Behold  your  king*  your  Saviour,  crown'd 
 With  glories  all  divine  ; 
 And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
 How  bright  thefe  glories  ihine. 
 
 3  Infinite  power  and  boundlefs 
 In  him  unite  their  rays  \ 
 You  that  his  heav'nly  innuei 
 Can  you  forbear  his  praife  ? 
 
 nee  prove; 
 
 4  When  in  his  earthly  Courts,  we  Yhwx 
 The  glories  of  our  King  y 
 We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
 And  wiih  like  them  to  line. 
 
p  HYMN  S. 
 
 5  And  fhall  we  long  and  wifh  in  vain  ? 
 
 Lord,  teach  our  fongs  to  rife  j 
 Thy  love  can  animate  the  ftrain, 
 And  bid  it  reach  the  ikies. 
 
 6  0  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 
 
 When  heaven  and  earth  (hall  raife,. 
 With  all  their  powers,  the  raptur'd  lay, 
 To  celebrate  thy  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 fyVtnn  XLIX.  Common  Metre. 
 
 7be  happy  Etid  of  the  Chrijtian  Courfs. 
 
 i   'r^EATH  may  difiblve  my  body  now, 
 J[_j7  And  bear  my  fpirit  home  ; 
 Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  How  ? 
 Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 
 
 2  With  heavenly  weapons  I  have  fought 
 
 The  battles  of  the  Lord  ; 
 FininYd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  iaith^ 
 And  wait  the  fure  reward. 
 
 3  God  has  laid  np  in  heaven  for  me, 
 
 A  crown  which  cannot  fade  •, 
 The  righteous  judge,  at  that  great  day, 
 Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
 
 4  Nor  hath  the  king  of  grace  decreed 
 
 This  prize  for  me  alone ; 
 
H  Y  M  N  a  53 
 
 But  all  who  hope  and  long  to  fee 
 Th'  appearance  cf  his  Son. 
 
 5  Jefus,  the  Lord,  fhall  guard  me  fafea 
 
 From  every  ill  defign  , 
 And  to  his  heavenly  kingdom  keep* 
 This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 
 
 6  God  is  my  everiafting  aid. 
 
 My  portion  and  my  friend  ; 
 To  him  be  higheft  glory  paid, 
 Through  ages  without  end. 
 
 Watts,  alteed;. 
 
 fpPITin  Lc      Long  Metre, 
 
 Qhrzfi  the  Pkyf.cian  of  the  Soul. 
 
 1  TP%EEP  are  are  the  wounds  which  fin  has 
 JLJr  made, 
 Where  fhall  the  {inner  find,  a  cure  ? 
 In  vain  alas,  is  Nature's  aid, 
 The  work  exceeds  her  utfnoft  power. 
 
 2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
 With  fatal  (irength  in  every  part  ^ 
 The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins, 
 And  fpreads  its  jk>Ifdn  to  the  heart. 
 
 3  But  can  no  fcvereign  balm  be  found  ? 
 And  is  no  kind  phyfician  nigh  ? 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.. 
 
 Toeafethe  pain,  and  heal  the  wound. 
 Ere  life  and  hope  forever  fly  2 
 
 4  Yes,  there's  a  great  phyneian  near, 
 Look   up  my  fainting  four  and  live  ] 
 See,  in  his  heavenly  fmiles  appear, 
 Such  help  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 
 
 5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood, 
 Life,  health  and  blifs  abundant  flow  I 
 
 ly  that  desr,  facred  flood, 
 Can  eafe  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe, 
 
 6  Sin  throws  in  vain  its  pointed  dart, 
 For  here  a  fovereign  cure  is  found  , 
 A  cordial  for  tht  fainting  heart, 
 
 A  balm  for  every  painful  wound, 
 
 Mrs.  Steele 
 
 p%n\n  U.     Long    Metre. 
 
 The  Sight  ofChnJl  In  Heaven. 
 
 ESCEISrD,  ye  hods  of  angels  bright, 
 
 1    And  bear  use:  jardian  wing^ 
 
 di  regions  of  ccleiiiai  light, 
 Above  :hz  reach  of  earthly  things. 
 
 -j,   Beyofid  this  curtain  of  the  fry, 
 )  where  cterm!  ages  roil  ! 
 /here  folid  pleafures  never  die, 
 ■    ■  1  fruits  immortal  feafh  the  foul* 
 
HYMNS,..  S£ 
 
 3  O  for  a  beatific  fight 
 
 Of  our  Almighty  Fathers  throne  j 
 There  fits  our  faviour,  crown'd  with  Hght* 
 Cloth'd  with  a  body  like  our  own, 
 
 ♦ 
 
 4  Adoring  faints  around  him  ftand. 
 And  heavenly  powers  before  him  fail  ; 
 The  God  mines  gracious  thro'  the  man5 
 And  iheds  bright  glories  on  them  alL 
 
 5  What  joys  unfpeakable  they  feel ! 
 Whilft  to  their  golden  harps  they  fing  : 
 And  echo  from  each  heav'nly  hill, 
 The  glorious  triumph  of  their  king. 
 
 6  O  may  the  happy  day  draw  nigh, 
 "When  we  mall  rife  to  realms  above  ; 
 To  join  the  mufic  of  the  fry, 
 
 And  celebrate  redeeming  love, 
 
 Watts,  altered, 
 
 IpglBlt   LIL     Common  Metre, 
 
 Ardent  Love  to  Chrijl. 
 
 I    1T\0  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  % 
 \_J?  Behold  my  heart  and  fee  \ 
 And  turn  each  worthlefs  idol  out, 
 That  dares  to  rival  thee, 
 
 %  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  ftill 
 To  my  eiiraptur'd  ear  ? 
 
$6  HYMNS, 
 
 Doth  not  my  pulfe  with  pleafure  beat 
 My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 
 
 3  Haft  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 
 
 I  would  difdain  to  feed  ? 
 Haft  thou  a  foe,  before  whofe  face 
 I  fear  fny  caufe  to  plead  ? 
 
 4  "Would  not  my  ardent  fpirit  vie, 
 
 With  angels  round  thy  throne, 
 To  execute  thy  facred  v<  ill, 
 And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 
 
 5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  out  its  blood. 
 
 In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
 And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death? 
 To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ! 
 
 6  Thou  know'ft  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord;, 
 
 But  how  I  long  to  foar, 
 Above  the  fphere  of  mortal  joys, 
 And  learn  to  love   thee  more 
 
 Doddridge 
 
 !^)gmn  LIII.      Long  Metre. 
 
 Cbrifiian  Privileges  and  Obligations. 
 
 DOST  thou  my  wor chiefs  name  record, 
 Free  of  thy  holy  city,  Lord  ? 
 Am  I,  a  fmner,  call'd  to  mare 
 The  precious  privileges  there  ? 
 
HYMNS.  £? 
 
 Z  Art  thou,  my  king,  my  father  ftyl'd  ? 
 And  I,  thy  fervant  and  thy  child  ? 
 Whilft  many  of  the  human  race 
 Are  aliens  from  thy  Zion's  grace  ? 
 
 3  Lo  wretched  millions  draw  their  breath 
 In  lands  of  ignorance  and  death  ! 
 But  I  enjoy  my  fhare  of  time, 
 Within  thy  gofpefs  favour'd  clime. 
 
 4  Shall  I  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ? 
 Shall  I  my  great  vocation  (lain  ? 
 Away,  ye  works  in  darknefs  wrought  I 
 Away,  each  fenfual,  wanton  thought  \ 
 
 $  My  foul  I  charge  thee  to  excell, 
 In  thinking  right  and  acting  well  ; 
 Deep  let  thy  fearching  powers  engage^ 
 Uabias'd  in  the  faered  page. 
 
 6  Heighten  the  force  of  good  defires 
 To  deeds  of  mining  worth  afpire  \ 
 More  firm  in  fortitude,  defpife 
 The  world's  feducing  vanities. 
 
 7  Strong  and  more  flrong,  thy  paffions  rule. 
 Advancing  (till  in  virtue's  fchool ; 
 Contending  (till,  with  noble  ftrife, 
 
 To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 
 
 Scott,, 
 
fg  HYMNS. 
 
 fpgmn  LIV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  only  living  and  true  COD. 
 
 1  ~T?  TERNAL  God,  Almighty  caufe 
 Jf^j   Of  earth  and  fea  and  worlds  unknown 
 All  things  are  fubjecl:  to  thy  laws, 
 
 All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 
 
 2  Thy  glorious  being  fmgly  ftands, 
 Of  all  within  itfelf  pofleft  i 
 Control'd  by  none  are  thy  commands  j 
 Thou  from  thyfelf  alone  artbleft. 
 
 3  To  thee  alone  ourfelves  we  owe, 
 To  thee  alone  our  homage  pay  j 
 All  other  Gods  we  difavow, 
 
 Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  fway, 
 
 4  In  thee5  O  Lord,  our  hope  mall  reft, 
 Fountain  of  peace  and  joy  and  love  ! 
 Thy  favour  only  makes  us  bled, 
 Without  thee,  all  would  nothing  prove. 
 
 5  Worfhip  to  tliee  alone  belongs, 
 "Worihip  to  thee  alone  we  give  ^ 
 Thine  be  our  hearts  and  thine  our  fengs, 
 And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 
 
 6  Spread  thy  great  name  thro*  heathen  lands, 
 Their  idol  deities  dethrone  \ 
 
 Subdue  the  world  to  thy  command, 
 And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 
 
 Bb.ovn«| 
 
HYMNS,  59 
 
 l^gitHl    LV.      Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Confolatlons  of  Age. 
 
 TERNAL  God,  enthron'd  on  high, 
 5  Whom  angel  noils  adore  j 
 
 "Who  yet  to  luppliant  duit  art  nigh, 
 Thy  prefence  I  implore 
 
 O  guide  me  down  the  fteep  of  age, 
 
 And  keep  my  pamons  cool  ; 
 Teach  me  to  fcan  the  facred  page, 
 
 Ani  praclife  every  rule. 
 
 I  My  Sying  years,  time  urges  on, 
 My  ftrength  rnufl  foon  decay  ; 
 My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone. 
 Can  I  expect  to  flay  ? 
 
 \  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 
 Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
 Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breathy 
 ■  Or  cordials  fnield  my  heart  ? 
 
 £  But  thou  canft  cheer  my  mortal  hour, 
 On  thee  my  hope  depends  ; 
 Support  me  By  almighty  power, 
 While  dull  to  dud  descends, 
 
 $  Then  let  my  foul,  O  gracious  God<? 
 Afcend  to  realms  of  day  ; 
 And  in  that  facred  bleft  abode, 
 It*  eadle&  anthems  pay. 
 
6o  HYMN  & 
 
 7  Throughout  the  heaven's  remoteft  bound 
 Thy  matchlefs  love  proclaim  j 
 And  join  the  choir  of  faints  that  found 
 Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 B.  Williams's  Colkttio: 
 
 Jpgmn   LVL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Preferring  Gocdnefs* 
 
 1  INTERNAL  God,  Iblefs  thy  name, 
 
 r  j  The    fame  thy  power,  thy   grace  ti 
 
 fame ; 
 Tne  tokens  of  thy  friendly  care 
 Open  and  clofe  and  crow n  the  year, 
 
 2  Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand, 
 Amidft  ten  thcufand  deaths  I  ftand  5 
 And  fee,  when  I  furvey  thy  ways, 
 Ten  thouiand  monuments  of  prarrTe. 
 
 3  Thus  far  thy  arm  has  led  me  on, 
 Thus  far  I  make  thy  mercy  known  5 
 And  whilft  I  tread  this  defart  land, 
 New  mercies  (hall  new  fongs  demand* 
 
 4  My  grateful  voice  on  Jordan's  (bore 
 Shall  raife  ona-facred  pillar  more  ; 
 Then  bear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
 Infcnjptions  of  immortal  love. 
 
 T   GfcA*.- 
 
HYMNS.  61 
 
 fygmn  LVII.     Common  Metre,, 
 
 Joy  and  Gratitttde. 
 
 1  Tp  TERNAL  love  !  how  large  the  fum, 
 J[__j  Of  bleffings  from  thy  hand  ! 
 
 To  banifli  forrow  and  be  bleft 
 Is  thy  fupreme  command, 
 
 2  Joy  is  our  duty,  glory,  health, 
 
 The  funfhine  of  the  foul  ; 
 The  beft  return  that  we  can  make 
 
 To  him  who  plans  the  whole.  Young. 
 
 3  "Whatever,  Lord,  of  earthly  blifs 
 
 Thy  fovereign  will  denies, 
 Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 Let  this  petition  rife, 
 
 4  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 
 
 From  every  murmur  free  ; 
 The  bleffings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
 And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
 
 5  Let  the  bleft  hope  that  thou  art  mine 
 
 My  life  and  death  attend  ; , 
 Thy  prefence  thro'  my  journey  mine 
 And  crown  my  journey's  end. 
 
 Ripfon's  --ColIedHoB, 
 F 
 
62  -HYMNS. 
 
 $gmn  LVm.     Long  Metre, 
 
 God  exalted  above. all  Praife. 
 
 TERNAL  power,  whofe  high  abode 
 Becomes  the  grandeur  of  the  God, 
 tending  far  beyond  the  bounds 
 Where  ftars  revolve  inferior  rounds* 
 
 Exte; 
 
 2  The  loweft  ftep  beneatli  thy  feat 
 Rifes  too  high  for  Gabriel's  feet 
 
 '  In  vain;the  tall  arch-angel  tries 
 To  reach  its  height,  with  w.ond'ring  eyes. 
 
 3  Thy  dazzling  glory  whilft  he  fings, 
 He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings, 
 And  ranks  of  thrones  and  powers  around, 
 Fall  proftrate  on  the  heav'nly  ground. 
 
 4  Lord  what  fhall  earth  and  aihes  do  ! 
 We  would  adore  our  maker  too  -, 
 From  lowelt  duft  to  thee  we  cry, 
 The  great,  the  holy  and  the  high. 
 
 c  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
 And  men  have  learn'd  to  lifp  thy  name  -, 
 •  But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 
 Leave  all  our  foaring  thoughts  behind. 
 
 6  God  is  in  heaven.and  men  below, 
 Be  iliort  our  hymns,  our  words  be  few. 
 
HYMN  t>.  6* 
 
 A  facred  reverence  checks  our  fongs, 
 And  praife,  is  filent  on  our  tongues- 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ^)gmn     LIX.    Long  Metre* 
 
 Divine  Gaoxinefs^ 
 
 r  ~Yp  TERNAL  fource.  of  every  joy 
 
 Jj  Well  may  thy  praife  our  lips  employ  5 
 Whilll  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
 Thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  circling  year. 
 
 2  Wide  as  the  earth  and  planets  roll, 
 
 Thy  hand  fupports  and  cheers  the  whole  3 
 By  thee,  the.  fun  is  taught  to  rife,: 
 And  darknefs  when  to  veil  the  Ikies. 
 
 3  The  flowery  fpring,  at  thy  command. 
 Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
 The  fummer  rays  with  vigour  fhine, 
 To  raife  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine, 
 
 4-  Seafons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
 Demand  fucceffive  hymns  of  praife  5 
 Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
 With  morning  light  and  evening  (hade. 
 
 5  O,  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues, 
 In  worlds  unknown,  purfue  the  fonga 
 
<f4  HYMNS. 
 
 And  in  thofe  brighter  Courts  adore^ 
 Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more, 
 
 Liverpool  Col!e£ien». 
 
 &vn\n  LX.     Long    Metre. 
 
 The  Influences  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 
 
 1  INTERNAL  Spirit, we  coriefs, 
 
 j|  ^   And  fing  the  wonders  of  thy  graee  I 
 Thy  power  conveys  the  bleffings  down, 
 From   God  the  Father  and  his  Son, 
 
 2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
 Our  (hades  and  darknefs  turn  to  day  ; 
 Thy  inward  teachings  make  us  know. 
 Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 
 
 3  Thy  gentle  influence  works  within, 
 And  breaks  the  chains  of  reigning  fin  j 
 Doth  our  imperious  lull fubdue, 
 And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 
 
 \  The  troubled  confcience  knows  thy  voice, 
 It  makes  the  broken  heart  rejoice  ; 
 Thy  words  allay  the  ftormy  wind, 
 
 And  calm  the  f urges  of  the  mind. 
 
 Wat 
 
II  Y  M  N  S.  6$ 
 
 fyptftn  LXL  Common  Metre. 
 
 Creating  Wifdom, 
 
 i   TJiTERNAL  wifdom  t  thee  we  praife> 
 A  Thee,  all  thy  creatures  fing  ; 
 With  thy  great  name,  rocks,  hills  and  feas 
 And  heaven's  high  arches  ring, 
 
 2  Thy  hand  \  how  wide  it  fpread  the  fky  1 
 
 How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
 Ting'd  with  a  blue  of -heavenly  dye, 
 And  flarr'd  with  fparkling  gold, 
 
 3  There,  doft thou  make  the  globes  of  Hght3 
 
 Their  endlefs  circles  run  ; 
 There,  the  pale  planets  rule  the  night, 
 And  day  obeys  the  fun. 
 
 4'  The  roaring  winds  ftand  ready  there, 
 Thy  orders  to  obey  ;  • 
 With  lpreading  wings,  they  fweep  the  aip^ 
 To  make  thy  chariot  way, 
 
 5  The  rolling  msuntains-  of  the  deep ' 
 Ohferve  thy  ftrong,  command  ; 
 Thy  breath  can  raife  the  billows  fteepi 
 Or  fink  them  to  the  fand. 
 
 6  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  roundj 
 Mel 
 
 And  ftrike  our  feeble  fight 
 
66  HYMNS. 
 
 Thro'  ikies  and  feas  and  folld  ground. 
 With  terror  and  delight. 
 
 7  Infinite  flrength  and  equal  fkill 
 
 Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad  ; 
 Our  fouls  with  vaft  amazement  fill, 
 And  fpeak  the  builder  God. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpgmn  LXII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Chrijl  exalted  a  Prince  and  a  Savicur. 
 
 i   Y?  XALTED  Prince  of  life,  we  own 
 J^j  The  royal  honours  of  thy  throne  j 
 'Tis  fix'd  by    God's  almighty  hand, 
 And  Seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 
 
 2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confefs 
 
 The  fov'reign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  y 
 Where  beams  of  gentle  radia&ce  mine, 
 And  temper  majefty  divine. 
 
 3  Wide  thy  refiftlefs  fceptre  fway, 
 Till  all  thy  enemies  obey  •, 
 
 Wide  may  thy  crofs  its  virtue  prove, 
 And  conquer  millions  by  thy  love. 
 
 4  Mighty  to  vanquifh  and  forgive  ! 
 Thine  Ifrael  fhall  repent  and  live  ; 
 And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
 Which  gives  them  life,  who  wrought  thy  death, 
 
 JDODDRIt)G>: 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  67 
 
 &%mn  LXIIL     Common  Metre, 
 
 Walking  by  Faith* 
 
 "fp AITH  is  the  brighter!  evidence 
 
 Jj     Of  things  beyond  our  fight  ; 
 
 It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  fenfe., 
 
 And  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
 
 It  fets  time  paft  in  prefent  view, 
 
 Brings  diftant  profpecls  home  > 
 Of  things  a  thouiand  years  ago, 
 
 Or  thoufand  years  to  come. 
 
 3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 
 
 By  God's  almighty  word  -, 
 '  We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  (hall  fade., 
 
 And  be  again  reftor'd. 
 
 I  Abraham  obey'd  the  Lord's  command, 
 From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
 By  faith  he  fought  a  promis'd  land, 
 But  found  his  reft  in  heaven. 
 
 :  Thus  thro'  life's  pilgrimage  we  ftray, 
 The  promife  in  our  eye  ; 
 Sy  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way, 
 That  leads  to  joy  on  high 
 
 Altered  hem  Watts, 
 
6S  HYMNS/ 
 
 ftgmn  LX1V.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Preparation  for  religious  Worjhip. 
 
 X   TT'AR  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,be  gone* 
 fj     Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
 From  nefh  and  fenfe  I  would  be  free. 
 And  hold  communion.  Lord,  with  thoe; 
 
 2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire. 
 And  kindles  with  a  pure  defire  ;. 
 To  fee  thy  grace,  to  tafte  thy  love, 
 And  feel  thine  influence  from  above: 
 
 3  When  I  can  fay  that  God  is  mine, 
 When  I  can  fee  thy  glories  mine  > 
 
 I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
 And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 
 
 4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
 To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land  ; 
 
 And  in  thy  temple,  let  me  know, 
 The  joys  that  from  thy  prefence  flow. 
 ,  Altered  from  Watts* 
 
 jt)l)mn   LXV.       Common  Metre, 
 
 fbe  Succefs  of  the  CofpeL 
 
 F 
 
 ATHER,  is  not  thy  promLfc  fur- 
 To  thv  exalted  Son  ? 
 
H  >Y  M  N  S.  6> 
 
 Thai  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
 Thy  word  of  life  {hall  run  ! 
 
 "  Aflt  and  receive  the  heathen  lands, 
 
 For  thine  inheritance, 
 And  to  the  world's  remoteft  end* 
 
 Thy  empire  mall  advance." 
 
 Haft  thou  not  faid,  the  blinded  Jews, 
 
 Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ? 
 Whilft  Gentiles  to  his  fbndard  crowd, 
 
 And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 
 
 Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes  and  tongues* 
 
 Beneath  the  arch  of  heaven, 
 To  the  dominion  of  thy  fon, 
 
 "Without  exception  given  ? 
 
 From  eaft  to  weft,  from  north-  to  foirth- 
 
 Then  be  his  name  ador'd, 
 Let  earth  with  all  its  millions  fhout 
 
 -Hofanna  to  the  Lord,. 
 
 RippON'sColIeefrioB, 
 
 Jpgmn  LXVI.     Common  Metre., 
 
 The  Lord's  Prayer* 
 
 FATHER  of  all  !  eternal  mind  \ 
 Thou  great  and  good  alone  ! 
 Thy  children  form' d  and  blefs'd  by  thee* 
 Approach  thy  facred  throne, ' 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 2  Thy  name  in  hallowM  ftrains  be  fung  \ 
 We  join  the  folemn  praife, 
 To  thy  great  name,  with  heart  and  tongue, 
 Our  cheerful  homage  raife. 
 
 2  Thy  righteous,  mild  and  equal  reign, 
 Let  every  being  own  ; 
 And  in  our  minds,  thy  work  divine, 
 Erecl  thy  gracious  throne. 
 
 4  As  angels,  round  thy  feat  above, 
 
 Thy  bleft  commands  fulfil  j 
 So  may  thy  creatures,  here  below, 
 Perform  thy  heavenly  will. 
 
 5  On  thee,  we  day  by  day  depend. 
 
 Our  daily  wants  fupply  *,. 
 And  feed  with  truth  and  virtue  pure, 
 Our  fouls  which  never  die. 
 
 6  Extend  thy  grace  to  every  fault, 
 
 And  let  thy  love  forgive  -9 
 Teach  us  divine  forgivenefs  too, 
 Nor  let  refentment  live. 
 
 7  Where  tempting  fnares  befet  the  way,. 
 v  Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
 Avert  the  threat'ning  evil  near* 
 From  our  unguarded  head. 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 Thy  facred  name  we  thus  adore, 
 
 And  bow  hefore  thy  throne  ; 
 For  kingdom,  power  and  glory,  Lord, 
 
 Belong  to  thee  alone. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
 J£)gmn  LXVIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 T/x   Unkerjlil  Prayer. 
 
 TpATHERof  all  !  whofe  cares  extend 
 ,  Jf    To  earth's  remotefl  more  ; 
 Thro'  every  age  let  praife  afcend, 
 And  every  clime  adore. 
 
 Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  fpan, 
 Thy  goodnefs  let  me  bound  ; 
 
 Or  think  thee,  Lord  alone  of  man, 
 When  thoufand  worlds  are  round. 
 
 To  thee,  whofe  prefence  fills  all  fpace, 
 
 The  earth,  the  air,  the  fkies  ; 
 One  chorus  let  all  beings  raife, 
 
 All  Nature's  incenfe  rife  ! 
 
 Father  of  all !  whofe  tender  care 
 
 Does  every  want  fupply  j 
 To  thee  I  pour  the  Fervent  prayer, 
 
 And  raife  the  filial  eye. 
 
 What  bleffings  thy  free  bounty  gives 
 Let  me  not  caft  away  ; 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 Who  gratefully  enjoys  and  lives 
 Does  the  bed  homage  pav. 
 
 6  Save  me  alike  from  foolifh  pride, 
 
 Or  impious  difcontent  ; 
 At  aught  thy  wifdom  has  deny'd, 
 Or  aught  thy  gcodnefs  lent. 
 
 7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  woe, 
 
 To  hide  the  faults  I  fee  ; 
 That  mercy  I  to  others  {how, 
 That  mercy  ihow  to  me. 
 
 8  Let  not  this  weak  unknowing  hand, 
 
 Prefume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
 And  deal  deftrudlion  round  the  land, 
 On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 
 
 9  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 
 
 Still  in  the  right  to  flay  ; 
 If  I  am  wrong,  O  teach  my  heart 
 To  find  that  better  way. 
 
 to  This  day,  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot  ; 
 But,  all  beneath  the  fun, 
 Thou  know' ft  if  beft  beftow'd  or  not  ; 
 Then  let  thy  will  be  done. 
 
 Altered  from  Popj 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.     ,  73 
 
 pgttm  LXVIIL     Common  Mttre. 
 
 Prudence, 
 
 FATHER  of  light !  condu&  my  feet, 
 Thro'  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
 Let  each  advancing  ftep  ftill  bring 
 Me  nearer  to  my  God. 
 
 l  Let  heav'n  ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide, 
 And  when  I  go  aftrayj 
 Recall  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
 To  wifdom's  better  way. 
 
 5  Teach  me  in  every  various  fceriQ 
 To  keep  my  end  in  fight ; 
 And  whilft  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
 Let  wifdom  guide  me  right. 
 
 4.  >  That  heavenly  wifdom  from  above 
 Abundantly  impart  \ 
 And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  wanr^ 
 And  penetrate  my  heart. 
 
 -  Till  it  mall  lead  me  to  thyfelf, 
 Fountain  of  blifs  and  love  ; 
 And  all  my  darknefs  be  difpers'd, 
 In  endlefs  light  above, 
 
 •Smart, 
 
74  HYMN  S. 
 
 ippmn    LXIX.    LongMetru 
 
 Praife  for  Rain  and  fruitful  Seafons. 
 
 1  "T^ATHER  of  light  !  we  fing  thy  name, 
 JP     Who  made  the  Sun  to  rule  the  day  j 
 
 Wide  as  he  preads  his  golden  flame, 
 His  beams  thy  power  and  Jove  difplay. 
 
 2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee,  proceed 
 
 The  copious  lh  owers  of  genial  rain  ; 
 
 Which,  o'er  the  hili  and  thro'  the  mead, 
 
 Revive  the  grais  and  fwell  the  grain. 
 
 3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  fpread 
 
 Yet  thoufands  of  our  guilty  race, 
 Tho'  by  thy  daily  goodnefs  fed, 
 
 Tranfgreis  thy  law,  abufe  thy  grace. 
 
 4  Not  fo,  fhall  our  forgetful  hearts 
 
 O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
 But,  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
 Receive  with  praife  and  aik  in  prayer, 
 
 5  So  (hall  the  fun  more  grateful  fhine, 
 
 And  mowers  in  welcome  drops  fhall  fall  5 
 When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
 And  thou,  our  God,  enjoy'd  in  all. 
 
 6  Jefus !  our  brighter  Sun,  arife, 
 
 %  plenteous  (howers,  thy  fpirit  fend, 
 
H  YENS,-  TS 
 
 Earth  then  {hall  grow  to  Paradife  ; 
 And  in  celeftial  Eden  end. 
 
 Doddridge^ 
 
 ^ggUlLXX.-    Long  Metre. 
 
 At  the  Ordination  of  a  Mintjier. 
 
 FATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  houfe, 
 We  pay  our  homage  and  our  vows  *? 
 Whilft  wi;h  a  Grateful  heart  we  mare,: 
 Thefe  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 
 
 ,  The  Saviour,  when  to  Heaven  he  rofe,,. 
 In  fplendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes  3 
 Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 
 And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. . 
 
 ;  Hence  fprang  \ti"Apo]lWs  honour'd  name/^ 
 Sacred  beyond  heroic  fame  ; 
 Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  fage. 
 And  hence  the  evangelic  page. 
 
 \  In  lower  forms  toblefs  our  eyes, 
 Paftors  from  hence  and  Teachers  rife  ; 
 Who,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  flying 
 Still  mark  a  long  extended  line. 
 
 ;  From  Ghrifl  their  varied  gifts  derive. 
 And  fed  by  him  their  graces  live  j 
 Whilft  guarded  by  his  potent  hand3 
 Amidfl  the  rage  of  hell  they  ftan(L 
 
?6  HYMN  S. 
 
 6  So  mail  the  bright  fucceffion  run, 
 Through  all  the  courfes  of  the  fun  ; 
 Whilft  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
 Shall  rife  and  fiourifli  large  and  fair. 
 
 7  Jefus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  (hall  know, 
 The  fpring  whence  all  thefe  bleflings  flow  ; 
 Paftors  and  people  fhout  his  praife, 
 Through  the  long  round  of  endlefs  days. 
 
 DODDR1D6F- 
 
 rpgnm   LXXI.      Common  Metre. 
 
 The  excellency  and  fuffick?:cy  of  the  Scriptures. 
 
 j   "ITpATHER  of  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
 {^     What  endlefs  glory  fhines  ! 
 Forever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
 For  thefe  celeftial  lines. 
 
 /,  Here,  may  the  wretched  fons  of  want 
 Exhauftlefs  riches  find  ; 
 Treafures  beyond  what  earth  can  grant, 
 And  lafting  as  the  mind. 
 
 ^  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 
 And  yields  a  free  repaft  j 
 Sublimer  fruits  than,  nature  knows 
 Invite  the  longing  tafle. 
 
 i  Here,  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
 Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  •, 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 And  life  and  everlafting  joys 
 Attend  the  blifsful  found,' 
 
 5  O  may  thefe  heavenly  pages  be 
 
 Our  ftudy  and  delight  •, 
 And  flill  new  beauties  may  we  fee, 
 And  ftill  increafmg  light. 
 
 6  Divine  inftructor,  gracious  Lord, 
 
 Be  thou  forever  near ; 
 Teach  us  to  love  thy  facred  word, 
 
 And  view  our  Saviour  there. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
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 $)%mn  LXXIL     Common  Metre, 
 
 Love  to  our  Neighbour, 
 
 i   "Y?  ATHER  of  mercies  !  fend  thy  grace, 
 J[J     All  powerful  from  above, 
 To  form,    in  our  obedient  fouls, 
 The  image  of  thy  love. 
 
 2  Omay  our  fympathifing.breafts 
 
 That  generous  pleafure  know.  -9 
 Kindly  to  fhare  another's  joy 
 And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
 
 3  When  e'er  the  helplefs  fons  of  want 
 
 In  low  diflrefs  are  hid  ; 
 Soft  be  our  hearts,  their  pains  to -fee-],. 
 And  fwift  our  hands  to  aid. 
 
 G2 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 So  Jefus  look'd  on  wretched  man, 
 
 When  feated  in  the  flries  5 
 Amidft  the  glories  of  that  world^ 
 
 He  felt  compaffion  rife* 
 
 On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 
 
 To  raife  us  from  the  ground  j 
 And  fhed  his  rich  and  precious  blood, 
 
 A  balm  for  every  wound. 
 
 DODIHUDGE. 
 
 !^)J)mn  LXXIII.      Long  Metre. 
 
 Humility* 
 
 1  TTpOLLY  builds  high  upon  the  fand  -t 
 gj     But  lowly  let  my  bafis  be  ; 
 
 Firm  as  a  rock,  my  hope  fhall  {land, 
 Deep  founded  in  humility. 
 
 2  Content,  when  threat'ning  ills  obtrude, 
 Sweet,  meek  ey'd  patience  arm  my  foul 
 And  let  a  prudent  fortitude 
 
 Teach  me  my  paffions  to  controL 
 
 3  My  God,  I  long  to  know  thee  ftill, 
 To  love  and  fear  and  truft  thee  more  ♦, 
 To  live  fubmiflive  to  thy  will, 
 
 And  whilft  I  feel  thy  grace,  adore, 
 
HYMNS.  79 
 
 4  My  faith  and  love,  obedient  be, 
 O  Saviour,  to  thy  jnft  commands  ! 
 My  ardent  foul  ftifi  follows  thee, 
 Andtrufts  har  intereft  in  thy  hands.- 
 
 5  Let  love  and  mercy  all  divine, 
 Juftice  defcending  from  the  Ikies, 
 Kindnefs  and  truth  my  heart  incline 
 Still  to  forgive  my  enemies. 
 
 6  Thus  may  I  acl:  the  chriftian  part, 
 The  facial,  humane  and  divine  ; 
 Whilft  a  wife  zeal  infpires  my  heart, 
 Then  fhall  I  know  that  heaven  is  mine. 
 
 Smart, 
 
 ipj>mn  LXXIV.  Common  Metre, 
 
 Abraham's  BleJ/ing  extended  to  the  Gentiles, 
 
 i  £^\  ENTILES  by  nature  we  belong 
 \J"  To  the  wild  olive  wood  ; 
 Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 
 And  grafts  us  on  the  good. 
 
 2  With  the  fame  bleffings,  grace  endows 
 
 The  Gentile  as  the  Jew  ! 
 If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
 Such  are  the  branches  too. 
 
 3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  faints* 
 
 Be  fanftify'd  to  God^ 
 
$o  HYMNS. 
 
 In  that  great  covenant,  confirm'd: 
 By  water  and  by  blood. 
 
 4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  feed, 
 Shall  thy  falvation  come  ; 
 And  numerous  houfeholds  meet  at  lafl 
 In  one  eternal  home. 
 
 Watt  j 
 
 fyytnn  LXXV.     Long  Metre, 
 
 The  Excellency  of  the  Goff.eu 
 
 I    /~*%  OD,  in  the  gofpel  of  his  Son, 
 \JT  Makes  his  eternal  counfels  known 
 And  fmners  of  a  humble  frame 
 May  tafte  his  grace  and  learn  his  name. 
 
 2  Wifdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 
 
 To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  j 
 Its  influence  makes  the  finner  live 
 It  bids  the  drooping  faint  revive. 
 
 3  Our  raging  pafiion  it  controls, 
 
 And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  fouls  ; 
 It  guides  us  all  our  journey  through, 
 And  brings  a  better  world  to  view. 
 
 4  May  this  bleft  volume  ever  lie, 
 Clofe  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye  3 
 
H  Y  M  N  &  m 
 
 To  life's  laft  hour,  my  foul  employ, 
 And  fit  me  for  the  heav'nlyjoy. 
 
 Bebdome, 
 
 IpgmtV  LXXVL  Common-  Metre. 
 
 Sincerity  and'  Eyp5tfl/y* 
 
 I    /""^  OD  is  afpiritjjuft  and 'wife, 
 ^J~  He  fees  our  inmofl  mind  ; 
 In  vain,  to  heav'n  we  raife  our  eyes3 
 And  leave  our  hearts  behind. 
 
 I  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 
 With  honor  can  appear  $ 
 The  painted  hypocrites  are  known, 
 Through  the  difguife  they  wear. 
 
 )  Their  lifted  hands  falute  the  fkies, 
 Their  bended  knees  the  ground  , 
 But  God  abhors  the  facrifice, 
 Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
 
 Lord,  fearch  my  tho'ts,  and  try  my  ways,... 
 
 And  make  my  foul  fmcere  -, 
 Then  fhall  I  (land  before,  thy  face 
 
 And  find  acceptance  there. 
 
 Watts. 
 
t2  HYMNS. 
 
 $gmn  LXXVII.     Long    Metre. 
 
 Redeeming  Time, 
 
 1  £^\  OD  of  eternity,  from  thee 
 \JT  Did  infant   time  its  being  draw, 
 Minutes  and  days  and  months  and  years 
 Revolve  by  thy  unvaried  law* 
 
 2  Silent  and  flow,  they  glide  away, 
 Steady  and  ftrong  the  current  flows  ; 
 Till  loft  in  that  unmeafur'd  fea, 
 From  which  its  being  firil  aroie. 
 
 3  The  thoughtlefs  fons  of  Adam's  race 
 Upon  the  rapid  itream  are  borne  ; 
 To  that  unfeen,  eternal  home,     . 
 From  which  no  travellers  return. 
 
 4  Yet  whilfl  the  more,  on  either  fifle 
 Prefents  a  gaudy,  flattering  (how  ; 
 
 We  gaze  in  fond  amazement  loft,.         *    , 
 Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we, go.. 
 
 5  Great  fource  of  wifdom,  teach  our  hearts,. 
 To  know  the  price  of  every  hour  ; 
 That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys, 
 Beyond  its  meafure  and  its  power. 
 
 Reformed  Li TVRG.V 
 
HYMNS,  t? 
 
 fi)gmn     LXXVIIL     Long  Metre, 
 
 Gratitude  for  all  Things. 
 
 I    g^i  OD  of  my  life,  my  thanks  to  thee, 
 \J"  Shall  like  my  debts,  continual  be  ; 
 In  conftant  ftream,  thy  bounty  flowi, 
 Nor  end,  nor  intermimon  knows. 
 
 -2  From  thee,  my  comforts  all  arife, 
 
 My  xium'rous  wants  thy  hand  fuppiies  ; 
 Nor  can  I  need  or  wifli  for  more, 
 Than  thou  canft  furnifh  from  thy  ftore. 
 
 3  If  what;!  aflc,  my  God  denies, 
 
 It  is  becaufe  he's  good  and  wife  ; 
 And  what  for  evils  I  miftake, 
 He  can  my  greateft  bleffings  make. 
 
 4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  my  thankful  breaft, 
 Let  all  thy  goodnefs  be  imprefs'd  ; 
 Difpofe  me,  each  revolving  day, 
 
 For  daily  gifts,  my  praife  to  pay. 
 
 |  In  praife  I'll  fpend  my  lateft  breath, 
 Then  yield  it  to  the  call  of  death  ; 
 In  hope  that  thou  my  flefh  wilt  raife 
 T»  cctekratc  thy  ieathlefs  praife. 
 
 Bro^w  n,  wiiis  adefotoa. 
 
f  4  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 P%Uin  LXXIX.     long  Metre. 
 
 Vnceafing  Praije. 
 
 t   g~*\  OD  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days, 
 \JT    My  grateful  tongue  fliall  found  thy 
 
 praife  ; 
 The  fong  fliall  wake  with  dawning  light, 
 And  warble  to  the  filent  night. 
 
 I  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  reft,. 
 And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  bread:  5 
 Thy  tuneful  praifes,  rais'd  on  high, 
 Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  figh. 
 
 3  When  death  o'er  nature  mall  prevail, 
 And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail  j 
 Joy  through  my  feeble  eyes  mall  break, 
 And  ??iean  thofe  thanks  I  cannot  fpeak. 
 
 4  But  when  the  final  conflict's  o'er, 
 My  fpirit  chain'd  to  flefli  no  more  j 
 With  what  glad  accents  ihall  I  rife 
 Tojcm  the  mufic  of  the  Ikies  ! 
 
 b 
 
 Soon  fliall  I  learn  th'  exalted  drains, 
 Which  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains  , 
 And  emulate  with  joy  unknown, 
 The  glowing  feraphs  round  thy  throne. 
 
 6  This  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give, 
 Lonjg<as  a  deathlefs  foul  can  live.; 
 
II  Y  M  N  S,  3/ 
 
 A  work  fo  vail,  a  theme  fo  high 
 Demands  a  whole  eternity. 
 
 DOBDRIBGF, 
 
 f>)2mn  LXXX.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Myfteries  cf  Providence. 
 
 I    jT^i  OD  moves  in  a  myfterious  way, 
 \JJT  His  counfels  to  perforin  ; 
 He  marks  his  footfteps  on  the  Tea, 
 And  rides  upon  the  florm. 
 
 I  Deep,  ift  unfathomable  mines, 
 Of  never  failing  fkill, 
 He  treafures  up  his  bright  defigns, 
 And  works  his  fovereign  will. 
 
 I  Let  fearful  faints  frefh  courage  take  ; 
 The  clouds  they  fo  much  dread, 
 Are  big  with  mercy,  and  mail  break, 
 In  bleffings  on  their  head. 
 
 4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  fenfe  ; 
 
 But  trull  him  for  his  grace  ; 
 Behind  a  frowning  Providence, 
 He  hides  a  fmiling  face. 
 
 5  His  purpofes  will  ripen  fail, 
 
 Unfolding  every  hour  \ 
 H 
 
So  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  tafte, 
 But  fweet  will  be  the  flower. 
 
 6  Blind  unbelief  is  fure  to  err, 
 And  fcan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
 God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
 And  he  will  make  it  plain. 
 
 Cowper. 
 
 ippmn  LXXXI.   Common  Metre. 
 
 Divine  providence,  and  the  Folly  of felf  dependence. 
 
 1  y^i  OD  reigns  ;  events  in  order  flow, 
 *^_jr  Man's  induftry  to  guide  ; 
 
 But  in  a  different  channel  go, 
 To  humble  human  pride. 
 
 2  The  fwift,  not  always  in  the  race, 
 
 Shall  win  the  crowning  prize  ; 
 Not  always  wealth  and  honor  grace 
 The  labors  of  the  wife. 
 
 %  Fond  mortals  do  themfelves  beguile, 
 When  on  themfelves  they  red  ; 
 Blind  is  their  wifdom,  vain  their  toil. 
 By  thee,  O  Lord,  unbieft. 
 
 -i  'Tis  ours,  the  furrows  to  prepare, 
 And  fow  the  precious  grain  \ 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  87 
 
 Tis  thine,  to  give  the  fun  and  air 
 And  to  command  the  rain. 
 
 5  Evil  and  good  before  thee  {tan  a, 
 
 Their  million  to  perform  ; 
 The  Sun  mines  bright  at  thy  command > 
 Thy  hand  directs  the  florm. 
 
 6  In  all  thy  ways,  we  humbly  own 
 
 Thy  providential  power  5 
 Injtrufting  to  thy  care  aloue3 
 The  lot  of  every  hour. 
 
 Scott* 
 
 f&gmn   LXXXII.     Long   Metre. 
 
 The  Fear  of  God. 
 
 1  f^\  RE  AT  author  of  all  nature's  frame  5 
 %jr  Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name  1 
 Thou,  Lord  of  life  and  Lord  of  death. 
 Worlds  rife  and-vaniin  at  thy  breath, 
 
 2  Nations  in  thine  ailieeing  eye 
 Are  lefs  than  nothings  vanity  ; 
 Againil  thee,  who  mall  lift  his  hand  ?.. 
 Before  thy  terrors,  who  can  ftand  ? 
 
 3  But  bleft  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord, 
 Who  fear  thy  name  and  hear  thy  word  ! 
 
»S  HYMN  S. 
 
 "With  fuch  thy  dwelling  is,  on  thole, 
 Thy  peace  its  joy  divine  bellows. 
 
 I  Thy  wifdom  guides,  thy  power  defends, 
 Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends  my 
 Death  ihall  convey  them  to  thy  feat  ; 
 Where  all  thy  faints  in  glory  meet. 
 
 >   O  that  my  foul,  with  awful  fenfe, 
 Of  thy  tranfcendent  excellence, 
 May  clofe  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
 Watchful  againlt  each  darling  fin. 
 
 E  Never,  O  never  from  my  heart, 
 May  this  great  principle  depart  j 
 But  ac~t  with  unabating  power, 
 Within  me  to  my  lateft  hour. 
 
 Scott. 
 
 Ipmnn  LXXXIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  di-jirie  Goodnefs  imitated. 
 
 GREAT  author  of  th'  immortal  mind, 
 For  nobleit  thoughts  and  views  delign'd 
 Make  me  defirous  to  exprefs 
 The  image  of  thy  holinefs. 
 
 Whilft  I  thy  boundlefs  love  admire, 
 Grant  me  to  catch  the  facred  fire  \ 
 
HYMNS.  Sp 
 
 Thus  {ball  my  heavenly  birth  be  known, 
 And  as  thy  child,  thou  wilt  me  own. 
 
 3  Father,  I  fee  thy  fun  arife, 
 To  cheer  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 
 And  when  from  heaven  thy  rain  defcsnds, 
 Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 
 
 4  Enlarge  my  foul  with  love  like  tnirie, 
 My  moral  powers  by  grace  refine  \ 
 So  {hall  I  feel  another's  woe, 
 And  freely  feed  a  hungry  foe. 
 
 5  I  hope  for  pardon  through  thy  Son, 
 For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  ; 
 Then,  may  the  grace  that  pardons  me, 
 Conftrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee. 
 
 RippoN^sCclIedioo. 
 
 ipgmtt  LXXXIV.     Ealklujab  Metre* 
 
 The  Houfe  of  Prayer. 
 
 \    s->\  RE  AT  Father  of  mankind, 
 \JJ*    ^e  blefs  that  wond'rous  grace-, 
 Which  could  for  Gentiles  ijhdj 
 Within  thy  courts  a  place. 
 
 How  kind  the  care, 
 
 Our  God  difplays, 
 
 For  us  to  raiie 
 
 A  houfe  of  ora^er  ! 
 
?o  HYMNS, 
 
 2  Once  we  were  ftrangers  here, 
 But  now  approach  the  throne  ; 
 For  Jefus  brings  us  near, 
 And  makes  our  caufe  his  own. 
 Strangers  no  more, 
 To  thee  we  come  ; 
 And  find  our  home, 
 And  reftfecure- 
 
 I  To  thee  our  fouls  we  join, 
 And  love  thy  facred  name  ; 
 No  more  our  own  but  thine, 
 We  triumph  in  thy  claim. 
 Our  father  King, 
 Thy  covenant  grace 
 Our  fouls  embrace* 
 Thy  glories  fing. 
 
 Here  in  thy  houfe  we  feaft, 
 On  dainties  all  divine  ; 
 And  whilft  fuch  food  we  tafte, 
 With  joy  our  faces  fhine. 
 
 Incenfe  mall  rife, 
 
 From  flames  of  love  ; 
 
 And  God  approve 
 
 The  facrifice. 
 
 May  all  the  nations  throng, 
 To  worihip  in  thy  houfe  ; 
 Wilt  thou  attend  the  fong 
 And  hear  their 
 
HYMNS.  pf 
 
 Indulgent  ft  ill, 
 Till  earth  confpire 
 To  join  the  choirr 
 On  Zion'shill. 
 
 DODSRTBG^ 
 
 ^gmn  LXXXV.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Creation  and.  Providence* 
 
 |  r  ^1  REAT  firfl  of  beings,  mighty  Lord, 
 \jr  Of  all  this  wondrous  frame  j 
 Produc'd  by  thy  creating  word, 
 The  world  from  nothing  came. 
 
 2  Thy  voice  fen t  forth  the  high  command,, 
 
 'Twas  inftantly  obey'd  5 
 And  through  thy  goodnefs  all  things  ftand,. 
 Which  by  thy  power  were  made. 
 
 3  Thy  glories  mine  throughout  the  wholev 
 
 Each  part  reflects  thy  light ; 
 By  thee,  in  courfe,  the  planets  roll, 
 And  day  fucceeds  the  night. 
 
 4  By  thee,  the  fun  difpenfes  heaV 
 
 And  beams  of  cheering  day  ; 
 The  diftant  flars  in  order  fet, 
 By  night,  thy  -power  display. 
 
9l  HYMNS. 
 
 5  By  thee,  the  earth  its  produce  yields, 
 
 By  thee,  the  waters  flow  \ 
 And  various  plants  adorn  the  fields, 
 And  trees  afpiring  grow. 
 
 6  Infpir'd  with  praife,  our  minds  purfue 
 
 This  wife  and  noble  end  ; 
 And  all  we  think  and  all  we  do 
 Shall  to  thy  honour  tend. 
 
 Liverpool  Colle&ion, 
 
 ijjpmn  LXXXVL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Man  changsalle  and  God  unchangeable, 
 
 1  i/"""?  RE  AT  former  of  this  various  frame, 
 \J~  Our  fouls  adore  thine  awful  name  ; 
 We  bow  with  rev'rence,  when  we  praife, 
 The  ancient  of  eternal  days. 
 
 2  Beyond  the  reach  of  Angels'  fight, 
 Thou  dwell' ft  in  uncreated  light  j 
 It  mines  with  undiminifh'd  ray, 
 Whilfl  funs  and  liars  fhall  pafs  away, 
 
 3  Our  days  a  tranfient  period  run,. 
 And  change  with  every  circling  Sun  ; 
 Ev'n  in  the  firmeft  Hate  we  boaft, 
 Thy  hand  can  cruih  us  to  the  daft, 
 
 4  But  let  all  nature  fall  around, 
 
 Let  death  confign  us  to  the  ground ; 
 
HYMN  S.  n 
 
 Let  the  laft  general  flame  arife, 
 Confume  the  earth,  difTolve  the  fkies  i. 
 
 Calm  as  the  fummer  evening,  we 
 Shall  all  the  wreck  of  nature  fee  > 
 Whilft  grace  fecures  us  an  abode, 
 Unfhaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 
 
 DOM>RIDG£o- 
 
 J^mtt     LXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Suncf  Rigbteoufnejs. 
 
 £^i  REAT  God,  amidft  the  darkfome  night 
 •  VJ  Thy  glories  dart  upon  my  fight, 
 Wnilft  rapt  in  wonder  I  behold, 
 The  filver  moon  and  ftars  of  gold. 
 
 But  when  I  fee  the  Sun  arife 
 And  pour  his  glory  round  the  ikies  j 
 In  more  flupendous  form  I  view 
 Thy  greatne&  and  thy  glory  too. 
 
 Thou  Sun  of  Rlghteoufnefs,  whofe  light 
 O'erwhelms  the  higheft  angel's  fight, 
 How  fhall  I  glance  my  eye  at  thee 
 In  all  thy  vaft  immenfity  ! 
 
 Yet  may  I  be  a-llow'd  to  trace, 
 Thediftant  fhadow  of  thy  facet. 
 
94  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 As  in  the  pals,  reflecting  moon, 
 We  fee  the  image  of  the  Sun. 
 
 5  In  every  work  thy  hands  have  made, 
 Thy  power  and  wiicbm  are  diiViav'd  j 
 But  O  what  glories,  all  divine, 
 In  my  exalted  Saviour  ftrine  ! 
 
 ty  I  enjoy,  like  thofe  above, 
 The  gentle  influence  of  his  love  ; 
 
 Enable  me  my  coiirfe  to  run, 
 
 "With  the  fame  vigour  a 
 
 bTENNET. 
 
 jp^mn  LXXXVIII.     (Smn      M&pe. 
 
 The  Spreading  cftbe  Go/pel. 
 
 i    /^l  RE  AT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth* 
 \JT  Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
 And  in  thy  works  by  all  beheld, 
 Thy  power  and  glory  mine. 
 
 2  But  thy  companion  Lord,  has  fent 
 
 Thy  gofpei  to  mankind  ; 
 Unveiling  what  rich  Itores  of  grace,. 
 Are  treafur'd  in  thy  mind. 
 
 3  Lord,  when  {hall  thefe  glad  tidings  fpread, 
 
 The  fpacicus  earth  around, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  95 
 
 Till  every  tribe  and  every  foul 
 Shall  hear  the  joyful  found  ? 
 
 ;  O  when  (hall  Afrits  fable  fbns 
 Enjoy  the  heavenly  word  ; 
 And  long  in  ilavery  held.,  become 
 The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 
 
 *  "When  fhall  the  favage  wandering  tribes, 
 A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
 Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
 And  learn  his  faving  grace   ? 
 
 5  Hafte,  fovereign  mercy,  and  transform 
 Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 
 Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 
 The  vulture  to  a  dove. 
 
 7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  fincere  attempt, 
 ToYpread  the"  Gc-fpeFs  rays  ; 
 And  buiid  in  every  heathen  land, 
 .    A  temple  to  thy  prai-fe. 
 
 R.ippon's  Collection, 
 
 Ipgtnn  LXXXIX.  Common  Metre. 
 
 Truji  in  God. 
 
 L  Cjf 
 
 REAT  4burce  of  boundlefs  power  and 
 grace  ! 
 Attend  my  mournful  cry, 
 
96  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
 To  thee  alone  I  fly. 
 
 2  Thou  art  my  ftrength,  my  life,  my  ftay, 
 
 Aflift  my  feeble  truft  ; 
 Drive  thefe  diftrefling  fears  away, 
 And  raife  me  from  the  duft. 
 
 3  Fain  would  I  call  thy  grace  to  mind, 
 
 And  truft  thy  glorious  name, 
 Jehovah  powerful,  wife  and  kind, 
 Forever  is  the  fame. 
 
 4  Thy  prefence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart* 
 
 When  earthly  comforts  die  ; 
 Thy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
 And  raife  my  pleafures  high. 
 
 5  Here  let  me  reft,  on  thee  depend, 
 
 My  God,  my  hope,  my  all  ; 
 Be  thou  my  everlafting  friend, 
 And  I  {hall  never  fall. 
 
 Smart* 
 
 ipgmrt    XC.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Praife  for  Com?non  Mercies. 
 
 i    A^%  RE  AT  fource  of  life,  our  fouls  confcft 
 \JT  The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  $ 
 Crown' d  with  thy  mercies  we  rejoice, 
 And  in  thy  praife  exalt  our  voice. 
 
HYMN  S.  97 
 
 2  By  thee,  heaven's  mining  arch  was  fpread, 
 By  thee,  were  earth's  foundations  laid  | 
 All  the  delights  of  our  abode, 
 Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God, 
 
 3  Thy  tender  hand  reflores  our  breath, 
 "When  trembling  on  the  verge  of  death  ; 
 Gently  it  wipes  away  our  tears, 
 And  lengthens  life  to  future  years. 
 
 4  Thefe  lives  are  facred  to  the  Lord, 
 By  thee  upheld,  by  thee  reftor'd  *, 
 And  whilfl  our  hours  renew  their  race., 
 Still  we  would  walk  before  thy  face. 
 
 5  So  when  our  fouls  by  thee  are  lod9 
 Thro'  unknown  regions  of  the  dead  j 
 With  joy  triumphant  they  {hall  move, 
 To  feats  of  nobler  iif$  above. 
 
 DODDRItTGEi 
 
 I 
 
 XCI.     Long    Metre. 
 
 Religion  vain  without  Love. 
 
 HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
 And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  ufe  *,. 
 If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found, 
 Like  tinkling  brafs  an  empty  found* 
 
co  HYMNS. 
 
 2  Were  I  infpii'd  to  preach  and  tell, 
 All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell ; 
 Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove 
 Still  I  am  nothing,  without  love. 
 
 3  Should  I  diftribute  all  my  (lore, 
 
 To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  psor  ; 
 Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
 To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name. 
 
 4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men 
 Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
 Nortonguer,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
 The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 jnin  XCII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  God  of  Nature. 
 
 1  "FT  AIL,  King  fupreme  !  all  wife  and  goocf 
 
 ~\_  To  thee  our  thoughts  we  raife  ; 
 Whilft  nature's  lovely  charms,  difplay'd, 
 Infpire  our  fouls  with  praife, 
 
 2  At  morning,  noon  and  evening  mild, 
 
 Thy  works  engage  our  view  ; 
 And  as  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult, 
 With  tranfports  ever  new. 
 
 3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  ftar, 
 
 Which  gilds  the  glocns  of  night ; 
 
HYMNS.  66 
 
 And  decks  the  riling  face  of  mom, 
 With  rays  of  cheering  light, 
 
 4  TK'  afpiring  hill,  the  verdant  lawn, 
 "With  thoufand  beauties  mine  : 
 The  vocal  grove  and  cpoling  fhade 
 Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 
 
 5  From  tree,  to  tree,  a  cenftanl  hymn 
 
 Employs  the  fsatherhl  throng  i 
 To  thee,  their  cheerful  notes  they  fweU, 
 And  chant  their  grateful  feng. 
 
 6,  Great  nature's  God  !  ftill  may  thefe  fcenes 
 Ourferious  hours  engage  7 
 Still  may  our  wondering  eyes  perufe 
 Thv  works  inflrudtive  page. 
 
 XCIII.  Particular  Metre, 
 
 Praife  to  our  Redeemer. 
 
 AIL,  thou  once  defpifed  Tefus  I 
 Thou  didft  free  falvation  bring  ^ 
 By  tny  death  thou  didft  releafe  us 
 From  the  tyrant's  deadly  fling. 
 
 2  Hail  thou  agoninng  Saviour, 
 Bearer  of  our  fin  and  mame  I 
 By  thy  merits  we  find  favour, 
 Life  is  given  thro'  thy  name 
 
ioo  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  Pafchal  lamb,  by  God  appointed^ 
 
 All  our  fins  on  thee  were  laid  j 
 Great  high  prieft  by  God  anointed. 
 Thou  halt  full  atonement  made  ! 
 
 q  Contrite  Gnners  are  forgiven, 
 
 Thro'  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  -, 
 Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 
 
 Peace  is  made  wi;h  man  and  God. 
 
 5  Jefus  hail  !  ezithron'd  in  gfory,. 
 
 There  forever  to  abide  ; 
 All  the  lieavenly  hofts  adore  thee, 
 Seated  at  thy  father's  fide. 
 
 6  There  for  Gnners  thou  art  pleading, 
 
 There  thou  doft  our  place  prepare  j 
 
 Ever  for  us  interceding, 
 Till  in  heaven,  we  appear, 
 
 7  Glory,  honour,  power  2nd  Weflkig, 
 
 Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 
 Louden  praifes,  without  ceafing, 
 Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 
 
 8  Kelp  ye  bright  angelic  fpirits, 
 
 Lend  your  loudeft,  nobleit  lays  ; 
 Join  to  fing  our  Saviour's  merits, 
 And  to  celebrate  his  pratfe. 
 
 Rippon's  Collcftioiu 
 
HYMN  S.  ior 
 
 t)1)mn  XCIV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Early  Religio?!. 
 
 \    TJ  APPY  is  he,  whofe  early  years 
 Receive  inftruction  well ; 
 Y/ho  hates  the  fmner's  path  and  fears 
 The  road  that  leads  to  hell, 
 
 Our  youth,  devoted  to  the  Lord, 
 Is  pieafmg  in  his  eyes, 
 
 A  flower  when  cffer'd  in  the  bud- 
 Is  no  vain  facrifke. 
 
 5  'Tis  eafier  work,  if  we  begin, 
 To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
 While  finners,  who  grow  old  in  fin5 
 Are  hard'ned  in  their  crimes. 
 
 I  It  faves  us  from  a  thoufand  fears, 
 .   To  mind  religion  young ; 
 With  joy  it  crowns  fucceeding  years5 
 And  renders  virtue  ftrcng. 
 
 5;  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee, . 
 Our  hearts  we*  now  refi-gn  , 
 Twill  pleafe  us  to.  look  back  r.«;d  fee. 
 That  our  whole  lives  were  thine, 
 
 i  We'll  do  thy  work,  we'll  fpeajc  thy  praife 
 WkUft  we  have   life  and  breath  -y 
 
 T  n 
 
:o2  HYMN  S. 
 
 Thus  we're  prepar'd  for  longer  days, 
 
 Or  fit  for  earlv  death. 
 
 <* 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JpgmU   XCV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Glory  and  Defence  of  the  Church. 
 
 HAPPY  the  Church  !  thou  facred  place3 
 The  feat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  ! 
 Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode, 
 Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 
 
 I  Thy  walls-  are  flrength,  and  at  thy  gates, 
 A  guard  of  heavenly  angels  waits ; 
 Nor  fhall  thy  deep  foundations  move. 
 Built  on  the  counfeb  of  his  love. 
 
 >  Thy  foes  in  vain  defigns  engage, 
 Againft  thy  walls  in  vain  they  rage  ; 
 Like  rifmg  waves,  with  anger  roar, 
 That  dafh  and  die  upon  the  fhore. 
 
 \  Then  let  cur  fouls  in  Zion  dwell, 
 Nor  fear  the  power  of  earth  or  hell ;. 
 Since  God  defends  this  happy  ground3 
 
 5;   God  is  our  Sun,  God  is  our  fhield, 
 Light  and  protection  he  will  yield  ; 
 
HYMNS  icy 
 
 And  we  beneath  the  genial  rays. 
 
 Will  fing  his  love,  and  fpeak  ,his  praife. 
 
 WATT3> 
 
 fpgmtl     XCVl.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Cbriftian  Moderation. 
 
 HAPPY  the  man  whofe  cautious  fteps 
 Still  keep  the  golden  mean  ; 
 Whole  life  by  wifdom's  rules,  well  form'd. 
 Declares  a  confcience  clean. 
 
 2  Not  of  himfelf  he  highly  thinks, 
 Nor  a£s  the  boafter's  part ; 
 
 His  modeft  tongue  the  language  fpeaks 
 Of  his  more  humble  heart. 
 
 3  Not  in  bafe  fcandaPs  arts  he  deals. 
 
 For  truth  is  in  his  breaft  ; 
 With  grief,  he  fees  his  neighbour's  faults. 
 And  thinks  and  hopes  the  bell, 
 
 4  What  bleffings  bounteous  heaven  bellows, 
 He  takes  with  thankful  heart  •, 
 
 With  temperance  he  receives  his  food, 
 And  gives  the  poor  a  part. 
 
 5  To  feci  and  party,  his  large  fou! 
 Difdains  to  be  confin'd ; 
 
iQ4  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 The  good  he  loves,  of  every  name. 
 And  prays  for  all  mankind. 
 
 6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 
 Of  truth  and  peaceful  love  > 
 The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dwell, 
 Where  refts  the  heavenly  dove. 
 
 Need  ham. 
 
 fppmn  XCVII.  Common  Metre. 
 
 Lovs  to   Gcd. 
 
 i    TTT  APP  Y  the  mind  where  graces  reign, 
 I   And  love  infpires  the  breaft  ! 
 Love  is  the  brighten:  of  the  train, 
 And  Strengthens  all'the  reft. 
 
 2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 
 #  And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ', 
 Ourftubborn  fins  will  fight. and  reign,. 
 
 If  love  be  abfent  there. 
 
 3  Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet- 
 
 In  fwift  obedience  move  ; 
 Affliction's  bitter  cup  is  fweet, 
 When  mix'd  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 4  Soon  as  we  drop  this  mortal  clay, 
 
 And. leave  this  dark  abode  ! 
 On  wings  of  love  we'll  foar  away,  . 
 f  o  fee  our  Father  God. 
 
HYMNS.  S05 
 
 This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  fmgs, 
 When  faith  and  hope  fball  ceafe  ; 
 
 'Tisthis  fnall  ilrike  our  joyful  firings, 
 In  realms  of  cndlefs  peace. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 fpgmn    XCVIII'    Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Blejednefs  of  departed  Saints. 
 
 H 
 
 ARK  !  from  on  high  a  folemn.  voices 
 Let  all  attentive  hear  ! 
 Tvviii  make  each  pious  heart  rejoice, 
 And  vanquifh  every  fear. 
 
 I  «  Thrice  blefled  are  the  pious  dead> 
 Who  in  the  Lord  (hall  die  •, 
 Their  weary  Hem  as  on  a  bed 
 Safe  in  the  grave  fliall  lie. 
 
 3  "  Their  holy  fouls  at  length  releas'd 
 To  heaven  ihall  take  their  flight  ; 
 
 There  to  enjoy  eternal  reft, 
 And  infinite  delight. 
 
 4  "  They  drop  each  load  as  they  afcend> 
 
 And  quit  this  world  of  woe  ; 
 Their  labours  with  their  lives  mail  end* 
 Their  reft,  no  period  know. 
 
 5  «  Their  conflicts  with  their  buiy  foes 
 For  evermore  (hall  ceafe  •, 
 
io6  H  Y  M  N  & 
 
 None  fhall  their  happinefe  oppofe, 
 Nor  interrupt  their  peace. 
 
 6  "  But  bright  rewards  (hall  recompenfe 
 Their  faithful  fervice  here  ; 
 
 And  perfect  love  ihallbauiih  thence, 
 Each  gloomy  doubt  and  fear." 
 
 Liverpool  Collection, 
 
 £)pn   XCIX.      Common  Metre. 
 
 A  Funeral  Thought. 
 
 I   T  TARK  !    from  the    tombs,  a  moumfd' 
 Jfl  found, 
 
 My  ears,,  attend  the  cry  ; 
 "  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
 Where  you  mud  fhortiy  lie.7' 
 
 1  '*  Princes,  this  clay  mult  be  your  bed, 
 In  fpite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
 The  tall,  the  wife,  the  reverend  head 
 Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
 
 3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  I 
 
 AncTare  we  fall  fecure  ? 
 Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
 And  yet  prepare  no  mere  ? 
 
 4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickning  grace 
 
 To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly  ; 
 
HYMNS.  107 
 
 Then  when  we  drop  this  dying  fieih? 
 We'll  rife  above  the  iky." 
 
 Watts, 
 
 f^Xttn  C.     Short  Metre. 
 
 The  Voice  of  Wifdom. 
 
 T  T  ARK  !  it  is  Wifdom's  voice, 
 Jj[jL  Tnat  Spreads  itfelf  around  j 
 Lome  hither,  all  ye  fons  of  earth. 
 And  liiien  to  the  found. 
 
 What,  though  (he  fpeaks  rebukes, 
 That  pierce  the  foul  with  fmart  ? 
 Yet  love  through  all  her  chaft'nings  ruhs 
 By  pain  to  mend  the  heart. 
 
 "  Ye  who  have  wander'd  long, 
 In  fin's  deflrucHve  ways  ; 
 Return,  return,  at  my  reproof, 
 And  feize  the  ofFer'd  grace. 
 
 "  I  know  your  fouls  are  weak, 
 And  all  your  efforts  vain  ; 
 To  overcome  your  mighty  foes, 
 And  break  their  iron  chain. 
 
 «  But,  I  will  freely  knd. 
 My  fpirit,  from  above, 
 To  arm  you  with  fuperior  (Irengtk, 
 And  melt  your  hearts  to  love. 
 
io8  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 6       "  Come,  whilft  my  offers  laft, 
 Ye  finners,  and  be  wife  ; 
 He  lives  who  hears  this  friendly  call, 
 But  he  that  flights  it  dies." 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 |i>gmn  CI.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Saviour's  Gommijffion. 
 
 i   T  T  ARK,   the  glad  found  !    The  Savioui 
 A  jL  comes  ! 
 
 The  Saviour  promis'd  long, 
 Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
 And  every  voice  a  fong. 
 
 2  On  him,  the  fpirit,  largely  pour'd, 
 
 Exerts  his  facred  fire  ; 
 Wifdom,  and  power,  and  zeal  and  Love 
 Mis  holy  breafl  infpire. 
 
 3  He  comes,  from  thickcft  films  of  vice, 
 
 To  clear  the  mental  fight  ; 
 And  on  the  eye  balls  of  the  blind, 
 To  pour  celeflial  light. 
 
 4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  heal. 
 
 The  bleeding  foul  to  cure  j 
 And  with  the  treafures  of  his  grate, 
 T'enrich  the  humble  poor. 
 
HYMNS  x®$ 
 
 I  5  He  comes,  the  prifoners  to  reieafe, 
 In  fatan's  bondage  held  ; 
 The  gates  of  brafs  before  him  burft. 
 The  iron  fetters  yield. 
 
 [  6  His  filver  trumpet  loud  proclaims 
 The  Lord's  accepted  year  $ 
 Our  debts  are  all  remitted  now, 
 Our  heritage  is  clear. 
 
 ^  Our  glad  Hofannas,  Prince  of  Peace,, 
 Thy  welcome  (hall  proclaim  ; 
 And  Heaven's  eternal  arches  ring, 
 With  thy  beloved  name. 
 
 fypitiVl  CIL   Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Chrijlian  Warrior  animated. 
 
 i    T  T  ARK  ?  'tis  our  heavenly  leader's  voice.  ■ 
 From  the  bright  realms  above  ! 
 Amidft  the  war's  tumultuous  rage, 
 A  voice  of  power  and  love. 
 
 2  "  Maintain  the  nght,  my  faithful  bancl^ 
 Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  ; 
 He  that  in  fuch  a  warfare  dies, 
 Shall  fpeedy  triclory  knfcw 
 
i io  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  «  I  have  my  Jays  of  combat  known, 
 
 And  in  the  duft  was  laid  ; 
 But  now  I  fit,  upon  my  throne 
 And  glory  crowns  my  held. 
 
 4  «  This  throne,  this  glory  fhall  be  your?, 
 
 My  hands  the  crown  fhall  give  \ 
 And  you  the  Weft  reward  fhall  ihare, 
 Whilfi  God  himfelf  mall  live/' 
 
 5  Lord  'tis  enough,  our  fouls  are  fir'd, 
 
 With  courage  and  with  love; 
 Vain  are  th*  aflaults  of  earth  and  hell, 
 Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 
 
 6  We'll  trace  the  foctfteps  thou  haft  trod5 
 
 To  triumpn  and  renown  ; 
 Nor  fhun  thy  combat  and  thy  crofs, 
 May  we  but  wear  thy  crown. 
 
 Altered  from  Doddridge. 
 
 ft>pmit  CHI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Walking  hi  Darknefs  and  Trujiing  in  God, 
 
 l    TTEAR,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 
 To  thee  I  breathe  my  iighs  ; 
 When  will  the  tedious  night  be  gone, 
 And  when  the  dawn  arife  ? 
 
 f  My  God  !  O  could  I  make  the  claim, 
 My  father  and  my  friend  ! 
 
HYMN  Si  m 
 
 And  call  thee  mine,  by  every  name., 
 On  which  thy  faints  depend  ! 
 
 3  By  every  name  of  power  and  love, 
 I  would  thy  grace  intreat  •> 
 
 Nor  fhould  my  humble  hope  feihbve. 
 Nor  leave  thy  facred  feat, 
 
 4  Yet  though  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourns 
 
 Thy  word  is  all  my  flay  ; 
 Here  will  I  reft  till  light  returns3 
 Thy  prefence  makes  my  day. 
 
 5  Speak3  Lord,  and  bid  eeleftial  peace 
 
 K-elieve  my  aching  heart  j 
 Thy  love  can  make  my  forrow  ceafe3 
 And  ail  the  gloom  depart. 
 
 6  Then  mail  my  drooping  fpirit  rife, 
 
 And  blefs  thy  healing  rays  ; 
 And  change  thefe  deep  complaining  £ghs> 
 To  fongs  of  facred  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Stezlz, 
 
 fi)gmn  CIV,     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Angels1  So?ig  at  the  Birth  cfChrijh 
 
 i.    TTIGH  let  us  fwell  our  tuneful  notes5 
 And  join  th'  angelic  fong  j 
 For  iuch  a  theme  does  lefs  to  them. 
 Than  to  the  faints  belongs 
 
U2  HYMNS. 
 
 a  Good  will  is  fhown  to  fmful  men, 
 And  pease  on  earth  is  given  ; 
 For  lo  !  the  promised  Saviour  comes.,       • 
 Y/ith  meflages  from  heaven. 
 
 3  Mercy  and  truth,  in  fweet  accord, 
 
 His  rifmg  beams  adorn  ; 
 Juftice  and  peace  in  concert  join. 
 Now  fuch  a  child  is  born. 
 
 4  Glory  to  God  !  in  higher!  ftrains, 
 
 In  higheft  worlds  be  paid  ; 
 
 .His  glory  by  our  lips  proclaimed, 
 
 And  by  our  lives  difplay'd. 
 
 £  When  fhall  we  reach  thofe  happy  realms^ 
 Where  Chrift  exalted  reigns  I 
 And  learn  of  the  celeilial  choir,- 
 Their  own  immortal  ftraine. 
 
 Doddridge 
 
 g)gUin   C  v\     Common  Metre* 
 
 'Ti:c  Refurrs&Mn  and  4fcenji<m  a/Chr/fl. 
 
 J  J  GS ANNA  !  to  the  prince  of  Ufe* 
 1  JL   Who  cloth'd  himfclf  in  clay  ; 
 Enter'd  the  gloomy  (hades  of  de^thj 
 And  rcfe  to  endle^  day, 
 
HYMNS.  n$ 
 
 2  Death  is  no  more  the  King  of  dread, 
 Since  our  Xmmanuel  rofe  ; 
 
 He  took  the  monfter's  fling  away, 
 And  crufh'd  our  hellifh  foes* 
 
 3  See  how  the  conqueror  mounts  aloft,, 
 
 And  to  his  father  flies  I 
 With  fears  of  honour  in  his  fleih, 
 And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 
 
 4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
 
 A  prieft  upon  his  throne  j 
 And  to  fupply  his  place  on  earth, 
 He  fent  his  fpirit  down. 
 
 5  Raife  your  devotion  mortal  tongues, 
 
 To  reach  that  Weft  abode  ; 
 Let  heaven  and  earth  with  praife  refound, 
 To  the  immortal  God. 
 
 Altered  from  Watts* 
 
 PjntlXl  CVI.     Comm&n  Metre, 
 
 Prefervation  at  Sea  and  in  foreign  Countries', 
 
 i    1TOW  are  thy  fervants  bleft,  O  Lord* 
 JU"J  [_  How  fure  is  their  defence  ! 
 Eternal  wifdom  is  our  guide, 
 Our  help  omnipotence. 
 
114  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 
 
 Supported  by  thy  care  5 
 Thro'  burning  climes  we  pais  unhurt, 
 And  breathe  infected  air. 
 
 3  Thy  mercy  fweetens  every  foil, 
 
 Makes  every  region  pleafe  ; 
 The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
 And  fmooths  the  boifterous  feas. 
 
 4  Think,  O  my  foul,  devoutly  think  ; 
 
 How  with  affrighted  eyes, 
 Thou  faw'fb  the  wide  extended  deep, 
 In  all  its  horrors  rife. 
 
 5  Confufion  dwelt  in  every  face, 
 
 And  fear  in  every  heart  ; 
 When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulphs  in  gulphs, 
 O'ercame  the  pilot's. art, 
 
 6  Yet  then,  fitom  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 
 
 Thy  mercy  fet  me  free  3 
 Whilfl  in  the  confidence  of  prayer, 
 My  hope  repos'd  on  thee, 
 
 j  The  ftorm  was  laid,  the  winds  retir  d. 
 Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
 The  fea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command, 
 At  thy  command  was  ftill. 
 
 I 
 8  In  midft  of  dangers  and  of  death, 
 Thy  gccdneis  111  adore  5 
 
HYMNS.  n$ 
 
 I'll  praife  thee  for  thy  mercies  paft, 
 And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
 
 (fuppofed)  Addison, 
 
 fyymn  CVII.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Blejings  of  the  Gofpeli 
 
 HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
 Who  Hand  on  Zion's  hill  j 
 Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues3 
 And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 
 
 How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
 How  glad  the  tidings  are  ! 
 Zion  behold  thy  Saviour  king. 
 He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.! 
 
 How  happy  are  our  ears,. 
 That  hear  this  joyful  founds 
 Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for5 
 And  fought,  but  never  found  \ 
 
 How  blefTed  are  our  eyes, 
 That  fee  this  heavenly  light ! 
 Prophets  and  kings  defn'd  it  long^ 
 But  died  without  the  fight  \ 
 
 The  watchmen  join  their  voices 
 And  tuneful  notes  ejmploy  ; 
 Jerufalqm  breaks  forth  in  fongs3 
 And  defarts  lear©  the  joy. 
 
ti6  HYMNS. 
 
 6       The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 
 Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
 Let  every  nation  now  behold 
 Their    Savicur  ?.nd  their  Gcd. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 %pVimi     CVIII.    Short    Metre. 
 
 Fatherly  Bifcipline  received  with  Metknefi* 
 
 'OW  gracious  and  how  wife, 
 Is  our  chaftifirig  God  ! 
 How  rich  the  bloiTbrns  and  the  fruit, 
 Of  his  correcting  rod  ! 
 
 Ke  takes  it  in  his  hand, 
 With  pity  in  his  heart  j 
 That  every  flroke  his  children  feel 
 May  grace  and  peace  ttof&rt. 
 
 In(tru£ked  thus,  we  bow, 
 And  own  thy  fovereign  fway  ; 
 We  turn  our  erring  footiteps  back, 
 To  thy  forfaken  way. 
 
 Thy  promisM  love  we  feek, 
 And  ftrengthen  all  the  bands, 
 Which  elbfer  (till  engage  our  hearts? 
 To,  honour  thy  command* 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  n^r 
 
 Our  Father,  we  confent, 
 To  difcipline  divine  % 
 And  blefs  the  pains,  which  make  our  fouls 
 Still  more  completely  thine, 
 
 Doddridge, 
 
 5>glUn  CIX,     Common    Metre, 
 
 The  Song  of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 
 
 OW  great  thy  works  \  Almighty  God^ 
 Who  mail  not  fear  thy  name  ! 
 How  juft  and  true  are  all  thy  ways, 
 Thou  Son  of  God,  the  Lamb  | 
 
 More  hall  thou  done,  than  Mofes  did, 
 
 Our  prophet,  prieil  and  king  ; 
 From  fin  thou  haft  redeemed  cur  fouls, 
 
 And  from  death's  poifonoiis  fling. 
 
 In  the  red  lea,  Ly  ~M.o^^  hand5 
 
 -Trf  Egyptian  holt  was  drown'd  9 
 But,  in  thy  blood,  our  feuls  arc  cleansM^. 
 And  guilt  no  more  is  found, 
 
 When  thro'  the  ckf art  Ifrael  went,    • 
 
 With  manna  they  were  fed  5 
 But  thou  haft  given  thy  flelh  to  eatj> 
 
 And  caii'd  it  living  bread. 
 
 Mofes  beheld  the  promis'd  land3 
 Yet  never  readvd.the  place  g 
 
jiS  II  Y  M  N  & 
 
 But  thou  (hall  bring  thy  followers  home> 
 To  fee  thy  father's  face. 
 
 6  Thy  lofty  praife,  O  king  of  faints. 
 
 Shall  every  nation  fmg  j 
 To  thee  fhali  Jew  and  Gentile  race. 
 Their  humble  offerings  bring. 
 
 7  No  parting  wall  fhall  intervene  > 
 
 But,  with  united  foul, 
 Their  voice  fhall  join  in  fongs  of  praife, 
 Whilfl  endlefs  ages  roll. 
 
 Altered  from  Wat 
 
 |)gmn  CX.    Common  Metre 
 
 The  Safety  of  the  Church. 
 
 1  TTTOW  honorable  is  the  place 
 
 L  Where  we  adoring  ftand  ! 
 Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earthy 
 And  beauty  of  the  land  \ 
 
 2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
 
 The  city  where  v/e  dwell  j 
 The  walls,  of  ftrong  falvation  made5 
 Defy  th'aflaultsofhelL 
 
 3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 
 
 The  doors  wide  open  fling  y 
 Enter,  ye  nations  who  obey,. 
 The  ftatutes  of  our  king, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  u9 
 
 iblere  fhal!  you  jtaflc  unmingled  joys. 
 
 And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
 You,  who  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
 
 And  tailed  of  his  grace. 
 
 {Iruft  in  the  Lord,  forever  truft, 
 
 And  banifh  all  your  fears  ; 
 Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
 
 Eternal  as  his  years. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 pgttm  CXI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 rkeBkJfings  of  Abraham. 
 
 "FY  OW  large  the  promife,  how  divkt 
 rjL  To  Abrah'm  and  his  feed  ? 
 *L'h  be  a^  God  to  thee,  and  thine, 
 Supplying  all  their  need." 
 
 The  words  of  thy  extenfive  love 
 |    From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
 The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves 
 And  feals  the  bleffing  fure, 
 
 fefus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
 
 To  our  gre*t  fathers  given  ; 
 iie  takes  young  children  in  his  arms, 
 
 And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 
 
 3ur  God  !  how  faithful  are  his  ways !. 
 His  love  endures  the  km?  ; 
 
 * 
 
120  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Nor  from  the  promhe  of  his  grace 
 Blots  out  the  children's  name. 
 
 f  WATt: 
 
 ^gmi^CXIi.   Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Refurreftion, 
 
 1  T  T  OW  long  fhall  death  the  tyrant  reign 
 
 "J^  And  triumph  o'er  the  juft  ! 
 "Whilft  the  rich  blood  of  martyrs  flain 
 Lies  mingled  with  the  dull  ! 
 
 2  Let  faith  arife  and  climb  the  hills, 
 
 The  Saviour  to  defcry  \ 
 To  view  his  diftant  chariot  wheels, 
 And  tell  how  faft  they  fly. 
 
 £  Lo,  faith  beholds  the  fcatter'd  (hades  \ 
 The  dawn  of  heaven  appears  f 
 And  the  bright  morning  gently  fprsads 
 .  Its  blumes  round  the  fpheres. 
 
 4  Faith  fees  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
 
 His  flaming  guards  around  ; 
 The  fkies  divide  to  make  him  room* 
 His  trumpet  makes  the  ground. 
 
 5  She  hears  the  voice,  "ye  dead  arife,* 
 
 She  fees  the  graves  obey  ! 
 And  waking  faints,  with  joyful  eyes* 
 
 Salute  th'  expected  day. 
 •  # 
 
HYMNS.  i2i 
 
 $  They  leave  the  duft,  and  on  the  wing, 
 Surmount  the  yielding  air ; 
 In  mining  garments,  meet  their  king, 
 And  bow  before  him  there. 
 
 •j  O  !  may  we  then  among  them  ftand, 
 
 Cloth'd  in  celeftial  white  ;  _, 
 
 The  meaneil  place  at  his  right  hand 
 
 Gives  infinite  delight. 
 
 Watts.. 
 
 fi)gmn  CXIII.   Common  Metre. 
 
 '     Pardoning  Mercy, 
 
 %  TT  OW  oft  alas  !  this  wretched  heart 
 JfjL  Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
 How  oft  my  erring  thoughts  depart, 
 Forgetful  of  thy  word  ! 
 
 2  Yet  fovereign  mercy  cries  «  return," 
 
 Lord,  at  thy  call,  I  come  ; 
 My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn, 
 O  take  the  wanderer  home; 
 
 3  And  canft  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive  t 
 
 And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
 And  mall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
 To  fpeak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 
 L 
 
22  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
 How  glorious  !  how  divine  ! 
 
 That  can,  to  life  and  blifs  reftore. 
 So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  [ 
 
 Thy  pardoning  love,  forever  free, 
 
 With  rapture  I  adore  ; 
 Lord,  I  devote  myfelf  to  thee 
 
 And  long  to  love  thee  more. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele 
 
 ipgmit     GXIV.    Long  Metre. 
 
 -The  Go/pel  Fsajl. 
 
 HOW  rich  are  thy  proviiions,  Lord 
 Thy  table  furnim'd  from  above  -, 
 The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
 The  cup  o'erflows  with  heavenly  love. 
 
 Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
 Were  flril  invited  to  the  feail  ; 
 We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe, 
 And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  tafte. 
 
 We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
 And  help  was  far  and  death  was  nigh  ; 
 Yet,  at  the  gofpel  call,  we  came, 
 And  every  want  receiv'd  fupply. 
 
 From  the  highway  that  leads  to  hell, 
 From  paths  of  darknefs  and  defpair  j 
 
EYMN^.  i 
 
 Lord  we  are  come  with  thee  to  ci  well, 
 Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here. 
 
 5  What  (hsil  we  pay  our  heavenly  friend,., 
 Whaleft  the  iky,  his  biefl  abode,. 
 And  did  to  this  low  earth  defcend, 
 To  bri^g  us  -.wanderers  hack  to.  God  ?.. 
 
 6:  Our  everlaiting  love  is  due, 
 To  him,  who  pity'd  fmners  lort  ! 
 And  paid  our  ranlom  when  he  knew, 
 Kis  precious  life  mult  be  the  coll. 
 
 Watt; 
 
 Jpgmit  CXV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Rich  Tfeqfitre  in  earthen  Vejfels. 
 
 i    T  TOW  rich  thy  bounty,  khig  of  kings  ? 
 JL"j[  Thy  favours  how  divine  ! 
 The  bleiTmgs  which  thy  gofpel  brings 
 How  fplendidly  they  mine  ! 
 
 2  Gold  is  but  drofs,  and  gems  but  toys, 
 
 Should  gold  and  gems  compare  •, 
 How  mean  !  when  fet  againft  thofe  joys. 
 Thy  poGraft  fervants  iiiare. 
 
 3  Yet  all  thefe  treafures  of  thy  grace 
 
 Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay. 
 
*24  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 And  the  weak  fons  of  mortal  raee 
 Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 
 
 4  Feebly  they  lifp  thy  glories  forth, 
 \;et  grace  the  victory  gives  ; 
 Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth, 
 Yet  ftill  the  gofpel  lives. 
 
 e  Sisch  wonders  pov/er  divine  erTetrs, 
 Such  trophies  Gad  can  raiie  ; 
 His  hand  from  crumbling  duit  erects 
 His  monuments  of  praife. 
 
 Salisbury  Collediion, 
 
 8>gf!W  CXVI.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Frailty  and  My  of Man. 
 
 1  if  'f"OW  fhort  and  haily  is  our  life  1 
 
 Yet  foolifh  mortals  vainly  flrive 
 To  lavifh  out  their  years. 
 
 2  Our  days  run  thoughtlefsly  along., 
 
 Without  a  moment's  flay  ; 
 Juft  like  a  flory  or  a  fong, 
 We  pais  our  lives  away.  * 
 
 3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 
 
 But  we  march  heedlefs  on  j 
 
HYMN  s. 
 
 And  ever  haftening  to  the  tomb 
 Stoop  downward  as  we  run  . 
 
 ^  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  foyereign  greet, 
 And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high  ; 
 That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
 
 And  fee  falvation  nigh. 
 
 Wat 
 
 I^Om  CX VII.     CmimitM    Metre. 
 
 Oofs  Juries  and  ?  Giver.     Job  ix,  %3  10. 
 
 I    "J  T  OW  mould  the  tons  of  Adam's  race* 
 jTx  Be  juit  before  their  God  !. 
 If  he  contend  in  righteouinels. 
 We  fall  beneath"  his  rod. 
 
 Z  To  vindicate  mywordaand  thoughts 
 I'll  make  no  vain  pretence  ; 
 Not  one  of  all  my  numerous  faults 
 
 Can  bear  a  juft  defence. 
 
 3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wife* 
 
 What  vain  preiumers  dare 
 Agafrift  their  maker's  power  to  rife* 
 And  impious  war  declare  ! 
 
 4  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wraths 
 
 From,  thsir  old  feats  are  torn  * 
 
126  HYMNS. 
 
 He  fhakes  the  pillars  of  the  earth, 
 And  all  the  nations  mourn. 
 
 5  Through  the  wide  air,  the  mighty  recks 
 
 Are  fwift  as  hail-flones  thrown  ; 
 Whilfl  Etna  pours  with  horrid  fhocks, 
 Her  melted  entrails  down. 
 
 6  He  bids  the  Sun  forbear  to  rife, 
 
 Th'  obedient  Sun  forbears  ; 
 His  hand  with  darknefs  fpreads  the  ikies, 
 And  feals  up  all  the  ftars. 
 
 7  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  fea, 
 
 And  rides  upon  the  wind  j 
 No  flefh  can  trace  his  wond'rous  way, 
 Nor  his  dark  footfteps  find. 
 
 $  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  fovereign  grace 
 Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
 The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race, 
 When  wrath  comes  ruihing  down. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 pgmn  CXVIII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Go/pel  Feajl. 
 
 H 
 
 0"W  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 
 With  Chrift  within  the  doors  ! 
 
H  Y  M  N  S,  ift 
 
 Here  everlafling  love  difplays 
 The  choiceft  of  her  (lores  1 
 
 2  Whilft  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  fongs 
 
 Join  to  admire  the  feaft  ; 
 Each  of  us  fay,  with  thankful  tongues, 
 "  Lord  why  was  I  a  guefl  ? 
 
 3  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
 
 And  enter  whilft  there's  room, 
 "When  thoufands  make  a  wretched  choice 
 And  rather  flarve  than  come  ?" 
 
 4  'Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feail3 
 
 Which  gently  drew  us  in  ; 
 Or  we  had  (till  refus'd  to  taile, 
 And  perihYd  in  our  fin. 
 
 5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  Lord, 
 
 Compel  the  Jews  to  come  5 
 Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad5 
 And  bring  thy  people  home. 
 
 6  We  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
 
 That  all  the  chofen  race, 
 .    May  with  one  voice,  and  heart  and  foul, 
 Sing  thy  redeeming  grace, 
 
 Watts-, 
 
128  H  Y  M  N  £ 
 
 tymm  CXIX.     Particular  Metre. 
 
 The  beauties  of  the  Spring. 
 
 "OW  fweetly  along  the  gay  mead 
 The  daifies  and  cowflips  are  feen  ! 
 The  flocks  as  they  carelefsly  feed 
 Reioice  in  the  beautiful  green  ! 
 
 2  The  vines  tha»t  encircle  the  bowers, 
 The  herbage  that  fprings  from  the  fod, 
 Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits  and  fweet  flow  en 
 Ail  rife  to  the  praife  of  my  God. 
 
 ••>  Shall  man  the  great  mafler  of  all 
 The  only  xnfenfible  prove  ? 
 Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  casl^. 
 Forbid  it,  devotion  and  lo\e.. 
 
 4  The  Lord  who  fuch  wonders  can  raife 
 And  ftill  can  deftroy  witfi  a  nod, 
 My  lips  fha'l  inceflantly  praife 
 My  foul  ftiall  rejoice  in  my  God* 
 
 $>PU1  CXX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 1    '  JF  high  or  low  our  ftation  be3 
 Of  noble  or  ignoble  name  | 
 
HYMNS.  i2> 
 
 By  uncorrupt  integrity 
 
 Thy  blemng  Lord  we  humbly  claim. 
 
 The  upright  man  no  want  fhall  fear, 
 Thy  providence  fhall  be  his  trull ; 
 
 Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
 Thou  fiiend  and  guardian  of  the  juft. 
 
 May  we,  with  moil  fincere  delight, 
 
 To  all,  the  teft  of  duty  pay  *, 
 Tender  of  every  focial  right, 
 
 Obedient  to  thy  righteous  fwav. 
 
 Such  virtue  thou  wilt  not  forget, 
 
 In  that  blefl  world,  where  virtue  mares 
 
 A  fit  reward  ,  though  not  of  debt, 
 
 But  what  thy  bouudlefs  grace  preparer 
 
 Reformed  Liturgy 
 
 fpgmn  CXXI.     Sfart  Metre, 
 
 Companion  and  J&rgivenefs* 
 
 HEAR  the  voice  of  woe  ! 
 I  hear  a  brother's  figh  ! 
 Thenj  let  my  heart  with  pity  flowj 
 With  tears  of  love  mine  eye. 
 
 I  hear  the  thirfty  cry  ! 
 The  hungry  beg  for  bread  1 
 
i3o  HYMN  S. 
 
 Then,  let  my  fpring'its  ftream  fupply> 
 My  hand  its  bounty  fhed. 
 
 3  The  debtor  humbly  fues, 
 Who  would,  but  cannot  pay, 
 
 And  fhall  I  lenity  refufe 
 Who  need  it  every  day  ? 
 
 4  Shall  not  my  wrath  relent, 
 Touch'd  by  that  humble  ft  rain, 
 
 My  brother  crying  f*  I  repent, 
 "  Nor  will  offend  again  ?M 
 
 $.       If  not,  how  fhali  I  dare 
 Appear  before  thy  face,  • 
 Great  God,  and  how  prefent  the  prayer 
 Jcr  thy  forgiving  grace  ? 
 
 £       They  who  forgive,  fhall  find, 
 Remiffion,  in  that  day, 
 When  all  the  merciful  and  kind 
 Thy  pity  fhall  repay. 
 
 j       But  all  who  here  below 
 Mercy  refufe  to  grant, 
 Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know, 
 When  mercy  moil  they  want. 
 
 Enfieli 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  131 
 
 $t)mn  CXXJI.    Common  Metre, 
 
 •   Not  ejhanied  of  the  Go/pel. 
 
 I'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
 Or  to  defend  his  caufe  j 
 Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word. 
 The  glory  of  his  crofs.  ~ 
 
 Jefus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 
 
 His  name  is  all  my  truft  ; 
 Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  Hiame, 
 
 Nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 
 
 Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promife  ftands. 
 
 And  he  can  well  fecure, 
 What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
 
 Till  the  decifive  hour.  ■ 
 
 Then  will  he  own  my  worthkfs  name. 
 
 Before  his  fathers  face  ; 
 And  in  the  new  Jerufaiem, 
 
 Appoint  my  foul  a  place. 
 
 Wat'ts. 
 
 K>|)mrt  CXXIII.    Short  Metre, 
 
 The  Love  of  Truth* 
 
 IMPOSTURE  (brinks  from  light 
 And  dreads  the  curious  eye  5 
 
132  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 But  chriftian  truths  the  teft  invite 
 They  bid  us  fearch  and  try. 
 
 2  A  meek  inquiring  mind 
 Lord  help  Us  to  maintain  ; 
 
 That  growing  knowledge  we  may  find, 
 And  growing  virtue  gain. 
 
 3  With  understanding  blefVd, 
 Created  to  be  free, 
 
 Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  red, 
 Subject  to  none  but  thee. 
 
 4  Give  us  the  light  we  need, 
 Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill, 
 
 From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
 From  prejudice,  our  will.  > 
 
 5  The  truth  thou  fhalt  impart 
 May  we  with  firmnefs  own  ; 
 
 Abhorring  each  evafive  art, 
 A»d  fearing  thee  alone. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 !pgmn  CXXIV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 A  Song  of  Praife. 
 
 I    TNDULGENT  father,  how  divine  ! 
 How  bright  thy  glories  are  ! 
 Thro'  nature's  ample  round  they  mine* 
 Thy  goodnefs  to  declare. 
 
tt  Y  M  N  S.  *$| 
 
 I  But,  in  the  nobler  work  of  grace, 
 What  winning  mercy  frniles  ! 
 In  my  divine  Redeemer's  face, 
 And  every  fear  beguiles. 
 
 3  Such  wonders,  Lord,  while  I  furve-y. 
 
 To  thee,  my  thanks  mall  rife  ; 
 When  morning  ufhers  in  the  day. 
 Or  evening  veils  the  fides. 
 
 4  When  glimmering  life  re%ns  its  Samcj 
 
 Thy  praife  fhall  tune  my  breath  \ 
 The  fweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
 Shall  gild  the  (hades  of  death. 
 
 5  But,  O  how  bled  my  fong  mail  rife, 
 
 When  freed  from  feeble  clay  \ 
 And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes, 
 In  one  eternal  day  ! 
 
 %  Not  Seraphs  who  refound  thy  name. 
 Thro'  the  etherial  plains, 
 Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame, 
 Or  raife  fublhner  {trains. 
 
 SowDfefr, 
 
 Jpgmn  CXXV-,     Common    Metre. 
 
 An  Evening  Hymm 
 
 I 
 
 NDULGENT  God,  whofe  bounteous  canT 
 O'er  all  thy  works  is  mown, 
 
*34  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 O  let  my  grateful  praife  and  prayer 
 Arife  before  thy  throne. 
 
 2  "What  mercies  has  this  day  befcow'd  | 
 
 How  largely  haft  thou  blefs'd  ! 
 My  cup  with  plenty  overflow'd, 
 With  cheeriulnefs  my  breaft. 
 
 3  Now  may  foft  (lumbers  clofe  my  eyes-, 
 
 From  pain  and  ficknefs  free  ; 
 And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arife, 
 To  meditate  on  thee. 
 
 4  Thus  blefs  each  future  day  and  night, 
 
 Till  life's  vain  fcene  is  o'er  5 
 And  then  to  realms  of  endlefs  light, 
 O  let  my  fpirit  foar. 
 
 Liverpool  Coile&ion. 
 
 Ipmnn   CXXVL     Common  Metre. 
 
 Looking  to  Kirri  nufotfi  nve  have  Pierced.. 
 
 t    TNFINITE  grief !  amazing  woe  ! 
 Behold  our  bleeding  Lord  I 
 Hell  and  the  Jews  conipir'd  his  death, 
 And  ufd  the  Roman  fword. 
 
 2  O,  the  (harp  pangs  of  pain  and  grief, 
 That  our  Redeemer  bore  ! 
 When  lcourging  whips  and  pointed  thorn* 
 His  facred  body  tore  I 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  i3£ 
 
 ^  But  fcourging  whips  and  pointed  thorns, 
 In  vain  do  we  accufe  -, 
 In  vain  we  biamq  the  Roman  .bands. 
 And  the  more  fpitef ul  Jews, 
 
 4  Oar  fins*  alas,  our  cruel  fins 
 His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
 Each  of  our  crimes  became  a  nail* 
 And  unbelief  the  fpear* 
 
 |  Strike,  mighty  grace,  cur  flinty  £?ulsj 
 -  Till  melting  waters  now  ; 
 And  dttp  contrition  drown  our  eye s, 
 In  undiilembled  woe. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 6  But  flowing  tears  cannot  fufiice, 
 To  make  repentance  tee  ; 
 Then  let  our  hearts  be  purify'd 
 As  Chrut  the  Lord  is  pure, 
 
 CaddecfX 
 
 ■  !J)gnm  CZXVIL    Umt  Metre. 
 
 Bqgtifm  by  hnnierficn, 
 
 I        TN  fuch  a  grave  as  this, 
 
 The  meek  redeemer  lay, 
 When  he  our  fouls  to  leek  and  fave 
 Learn' d  humbly  to  obey. 
 
*3*  H  Y  M  N*S., 
 
 %       See  how  the  fpotlefs  lamb 
 Defcends  into  the  ftream  \ 
 And  teaches  us  to  imitate, 
 What  him  fb  w^ell  became. 
 
 3  Let  finners  warn  away, 
 Their  fins  of  crimfon  dye  ; 
 
 Bury'd  with  him,  their  vileft  Cms, 
 Shall  in  oblivion  lie. 
 
 4  Rife,  and  afcend  with  him, 
 A  heavenly  life  to  lead  j 
 
 "Who  came  to  ranfom  guilty  men,, 
 From  regions  of  the  dead. 
 
 5  Lord,  fee  the  fmner's  tears  ! 
 Hear  his  repenting  cry  J 
 
 Speak,  and  his  contrite  heart  mail  live* 
 Speak,  and  his  (ins  fhall  die. 
 
 ©       Speak,  with  that  mighty  voice, 
 Which  (hall  hereafter  fpread 
 Its  fummons  through  the  earth  and  fea, 
 To  raife  the  fleeping  dead. 
 
 Stennet. 
 
 I 
 
 foPltm  CXXVIII.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Cod  cur  Pcrtio?i.    Pfalm  iv.  6,  7. 
 
 N  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 
 For  true  fubftantial  good  ; 
 
HYMNS.  13' 
 
 Whilft  earth  confines  their  low  defires, 
 They  live  on  airy  food. 
 
 l  Illufive  dreams  of  happinefs 
 Their  eager  tho'ts  employ  ; 
 They  wake,  convinc'd  their  boafted  hlifs 
 "Was  vifionary  joy. 
 
 !  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bellows, 
 Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ;   ~i 
 Its  higheft  joys  have  mingled  woes. 
 And  leave  a  fling  behind. 
 
 {.  Be  gone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 
 I  feek  fome  folid  good  ; 
 To  real  blifs  my  wifhes  rife, 
 The  favour  of  my  God. 
 
 j  To  thee,  my  God,  my  foul  afpires,, 
 Difpel  thefe  fhades  of  night, 
 Enlarge  and  fill  thefe  vaft  defires5, 
 With  infinite  delight. 
 
 6  Immortal  joy  thy  fmiles  impart, 
 Heaven  dawns  iri  every  ray  ; 
 One  glimpfe  of  thee  will  glad  my  heart 
 And  turn  my  night  to  clay. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 M  2 
 
?;8  HYMNS. 
 
 ty%mn  CXXIX.     Cmmn  Metre. 
 
 The  Covenant  of  Grace, 
 
 ;  i    "FN  tain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives, 
 To  gather  empty  wind  ; 
 The  chciceft  bleffings  earth  can  yield 
 Will  ftarve  a  hungry  mind. 
 
 2  But  God  can  every  want  fupply, 
 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
 He  gives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
 The  riches  of  his  grace. 
 
 3  Pardon  he  ipeaks  to  contrite  fouls, 
 
 This  is  the  joyful  found, 
 "  Your  fins  mall  fink  beneath  the  fea, 
 And  fhall  no  more  be  found. 
 
 4  "  And  left  pollution  fhould  o'erfpread 
 
 Your  inward  powers  again  ; 
 My  fpirit  fhall  bedew  your  fouls, 
 Like  purifying  rain. 
 
 ^   «  Your  ftony  hearts  I'll  take  away, 
 That  will  not  be  refm'd  -, 
 And  put  within  you,  tender  hearty 
 To  my  blelt  will  inclin'd. 
 
 6  «  On   them  my  fpirit  fhall  engrave 
 .*  The  precepts  of  my  law  ; 
 And  by  the  gentle  cords  of  love 
 Your  willing  fouls  fhaU  draw;* 
 
K  Y  M  N  S.  j39 
 
 Lord  we  receive  thy  pardoning  grace, 
 
 We  yield  to  thy  commands  ; 
 Thou  art  our  God,  and  we  are  thine, 
 
 In  everlafting  bands. 
 
 Watts,  with  variation  and  addition, 
 
 U  CXXX.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Chrifi  the  Way  to  God, 
 
 IN  vain  would  boafting  reafon  find 
 The  way  to  happinefs  and  God  \ 
 Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind, 
 Bewildered  in  a  doubtful  road. 
 
 leius,  no  ether  name  but  thine, 
 Is  given  by  everlafting  love, 
 To  lead  our  fouls  to  joys  divine  ; 
 No  other  name  will  God  approve. 
 
 Eternal  life  thy  words  impart,  ^ 
 On  thefe,  my  fainting  fpirit  lives  ; 
 Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
 Than  all  the  power  of  nature  gives. 
 
 To  whom  but  thee,   mail  mortals  go, 
 To  find  the  true  and  living  way, 
 That  leads  us  thro'  this  world  of  woe 
 To  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day. 
 
 Here  let  my  comlant  feet  abide, 
 Nor  from  the  heavenly  way  depart! 
 
x4a  HYMN  & 
 
 Let  thy  good  fpirit  be  my  guide, 
 pireft  my  fteps  and  rule  my  heart:. 
 
 6  In  thee,  my  great,  almighty  friend, 
 My  fafety  dwells  and  peace  divine  *, 
 On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
 For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steeli 
 
 !ppmn    CXXXI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  BleJJing  cf  the  Gcfpd. 
 
 1  TN  various  forms  to  faints  of  eld, 
 
 I    God  did  his  mind  and  will  unfold  ; 
 But  Chrifl  commimon'd  from  above, 
 Hath  now  reveal'd  his  grace  and  love. 
 
 2  "We  read  the  volume  of  thy  word, 
 That  book  of  life,  that  true  record  ; 
 The  bright  inheritance  of  heaven 
 Is  by  this  fure  conveyance  given. 
 
 3  His  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  expreft  ; 
 Able  to  make  us  wife  and  bleft  -, 
 His  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
 
 Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 
 
 4  "We  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
 
 For  his  rich  grace  and  boundlefs  love  $ 
 Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
 And  every  nation  blefs  the  Lord. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
HYMNS.  i$ 
 
 tygtnn  CXXXIL  Common  Metre.. 
 
 The  Ficlory  of  Chrifs  Death, 
 
 I  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death* 
 He  conquer'd  when  he  fell ; 
 1  Tis  finifh'd,"  faid  his  dying  breathy 
 And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 |  Tis  fmifh'd,"  our  Immanuel  criesx 
 His  fufferings  then  were  done  j 
 
 His  kingdom  then  appear' d  to  rifea 
 His  victory  was  begun. 
 
 A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he, 
 
 Who  yielded  to  be  llain  ; 
 That  he  could  give  his  life  away* 
 
 And  take  his  life  again. 
 
 His  crofs  a  fure  foundation  laid. 
 
 For  glory  and  renown  ! 
 As  thro'  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
 
 He  pafs'd  to  reach  the  crown. 
 
 Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  above5 
 
 And  every  tongue  mall  ling  j 
 The  riches  of  eternal  love, 
 
 The  concmeft  of  our  king. 
 
 Watts,  variccU 
 
i42  HYMN  S. 
 
 tygmtl  CXXXIIL     Cammm  Metn 
 
 Chriji  precious  in  Lift  and  Death. 
 
 i    T  ESUS,  I  love  thy  glorious  name, 
 P    Tis  mufic  to  my  ear  ; 
 Fain  would  I  found  it  out  fo  loud, 
 That  heaven  and  earth  might  hear. 
 
 o 
 
 2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  foul, 
 My  treafure  and  my  trull  j 
 Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
 And  gold  is  fordid  dull. 
 
 o  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wifh 
 In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
 Not  to  my  eyes  is  light  fo  dear, 
 Nor  friendihip  half  fo  fweet. 
 
 4  Thy  grace  Rill  dwells  upon  my  heart, 
 
 And  fheds  its  fragrance  there  *, 
 The  richeft  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
 The  cordial  of  its  care. 
 
 5  I'll  fpeak  the  honors  of  thy  name, 
 
 With  my  laft  labouring  breath  ; 
 Then  fpeechlefs  give  my  foul  to  thee, 
 The  antidote  of  death. 
 
 DODBRIDGE, 
 
HYMNS.  143 
 
 $gmn     CXXXIV.   Long  Metre, 
 
 The  Memorial  of  our  clfent  Lord. 
 
 JESUS  is  gone  above  the  iky, 
 Where  our  weak  femes  reach  him  not  % 
 And  carnal  objects  court  our  eye, 
 To  thruft  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
 
 He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have. 
 How  weak  cur  faith  and  hope  might  prove  % 
 And  to  refreih  our  minds  he  gave 
 This  kind  memorial  of  his  love. 
 
 The  Lord  of  life  this  table  fpread, 
 With  his  own  flefh  and  dying  blood  5 
 We  on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 
 And  tafle  the  wine  and  blefs  our  God. 
 
 Let  linful  fweet9  be  all  forgot, 
 And  earth  grow  lefs  in  our  efteem  ; 
 Chriil  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
 And  faith  and  hope  be  nVd  on  him* 
 
 Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
 'Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place  ; 
 That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
 And  live  forever  near  his  face. 
 
144  HYMNS. 
 
 ©gmn  CXXXV.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Relieving  Chriji  in  kis  Saints. 
 
 1  T  ESUS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  ■■. 
 J    Thy  bounties  h*w  complete  ! 
 How  fhall  I  count  the  matchlefs  fum  ? 
 
 How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 
 
 2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light* 
 
 Doft  thou  exalted  mine  ; 
 What  can  my  poverty  beftow, 
 When  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 
 
 3  But  thou  haft  brethren  here  below. 
 
 Partakers  of  thy  grace  $ 
 And  wilt  confefs  their  humble  names, 
 Before  thy  Father's  face. 
 
 4  In  them,  thou  may'ft  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
 
 And  vifited  and  cheer'd  ; 
 And  in  their  accents  of  diftrefs, 
 My  favicur's  voice  is  heard. 
 
 tj  *fhy  face,  with  reverence  and  with  love, 
 I  in  thy  poor  would  fee  ; 
 Lord,  I  would  rather  beg  my  bread, 
 Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 
 
 DC99RIBGS 
 
H  Y  M  N  &  r4| 
 
 fpginn  CXXXVI.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Redemption-. 
 
 f    JESUS,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 
 J    Whom  heavenly  powers  obey, 
 The  bofom  of  his  father  left, 
 And  enter'd  human  clay. 
 
 a  Into  our  finful  world  he  came. 
 The  merTenger  of  grace  ; 
 And  on  the  ctirfed  tree  expir'd-, 
 A 'victim  in  our  place. 
 
 \  Tranfgrefibrs  of  the  deeper!:  (lairs 
 In  him  falvation  find  ; 
 His  blood  removes  the  fouleft  guilty 
 His  fpirit  heals  the  mind. 
 
 I  Our  Jefus  faves  from  fin  and  death* 
 
 His  promifes  are  furs  ; 
 And  on  this  reck  our  fouls  may  reil, 
 -  Immcveably  feciire. 
 
 \  O  let  thefe  tidings  be  receiv'd, 
 With  univerfaljoy  ; 
 And  let  the  high  angelic  praife 
 Our  tuneful  powers  employ. 
 
 \  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son, 
 To  bear  cur  fharne  and  pain  ; 
 
 N 
 
146  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Hence  peace  en  earth  and  grace  to  marl 
 Through  all  fucceflion  reign. 
 
 vGibbons* 
 ipvmn  CXXXVII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Union  of  Chrijl  and  his  Church. 
 
 1  T  ESUS,  thou  everlafting  King, 
 
 J     Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  \ 
 Accept  the  well  deferv'd  renown, 
 And  wear  our  praifes  as  thy  crown. 
 
 2  Let  every  act  of  homage  be 
 Like  cur  efpoufals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
 Like  the  bleft  hour,  when  from  above 
 We  firfl  received  thy  pledge  of  love. 
 
 3  The  gladnefs  of  that  .happy  day  ! 
 
 Our  hearts  would  wilh  it  long  to  flay  ; 
 Let  not  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
 Nor  comfort  fmk,  nor  love  grow  cold.- 
 
 4  May  every  minute,  as  it  flies, 
 Increase  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys  ; 
 Till  we  are  rais'd  to  ling  thy  name, 
 At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 P$m\  CXXXVIII.    Long  Metre, 
 
 Ns  other  Name  than  Chriji  for  Zalvaikn, 
 
 T  ESUS,  thou  fpring  of  joys  divine, 
 ^J    Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  flow 
 Jefus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
 Can  fare  us  from  eternal  woe. 
 
 a  In  vain  would  boafting  reafon  find 
 The  way  to  happincfs  and  God  ; 
 Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
 Bewilder'd  in  a  dubious  road. 
 
 3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve. 
 
 Thou  art  the  fure  the  living  way  ; 
 Ordain'd  by  everlaiimg  love, 
 
 To  the  bright  realms  of  endlefs  day, 
 
 4  Here  let  our  conftant  feet  abide, 
 
 Nor  from  the  heavenly  road  depart  5 
 O  let  thy  fpirit,  gracious  guide, 
 
 Bired:  our  fleps  and  rule  our  heart. 
 
 5  Safe  lead  us  through  this  world  of  night, 
 
 And  bring  us  to  the  blifsful  plains  j 
 The  regions  of  unclouded  light, 
 Where  porfecl:  joy  forever  reigns. 
 
 Mrs.  Stihl:, 
 
I4J  HYMN  S. 
 
 5>gmn  CXXXIX.     Gvmmon  Metre. 
 
 ■Qhr'tji  the  Head  of  his  Church. 
 
 5     T  ESUS,  we  fing  thy  matchlefs  grace, 
 J.    That  calls  fuch  worms  thy  own  j 
 Gives  us  among  thy  faints  a  place, 
 And  brings  us  near  thy  throne. 
 
 %  When  join'dto  thee,  our  vital  head, 
 Our  virtues  grow  and  thrive  ; 
 From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
 Though  it  may  feem  alive. 
 
 5  Thy  faints  on  earth  and  thofe  above 
 All  join  in  fweet  accord  ; 
 The  body  one,  in  mutual  love, 
 And  thou  our  common  Lord. 
 
 4 '  O  may  our  humble  faith  receive 
 Thy  fpirit  with  delight ; 
 Then  time  and- death  in  vain  (hall  ftrive, 
 The  bond  to  difunite. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 tygmn  CXL.    Hallelujah  Metre. 
 
 The  Offices  and  Names  of  thrift. 
 
 1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
 
 J    Of  wifdom  and  of  power. 
 
H  T  M  N  SI  149' 
 
 IJiat  ever  mortals  knew, 
 
 That  ever  angels  bore  ; 
 All  are  too  mean,     To  fpeak  his  worth, 
 Or  fet  ImmanueFs    Glory  forth. 
 
 Great  Prophet  of  our  God 
 
 Our  fouls  would  blefs  thy  name  ; 
 
 By  thee,  the  joyful  news 
 
 Of  our  falvation  came. 
 The  joyful  news     Of  fins  forgiv'n, 
 Of  hell  fubdu'd,     And  peace  with  heav'n;- 
 
 Jefus,  our  great  High-Prieji 
 Hath  flied  his  blood,  and  died  ; 
 Our  guilty  oonfcience  feeks 
 No  facrince  befide. 
 His  precious  blood         Did  once  atone 
 $  And  now  he  pleads,       Before  the  throne^ 
 
 Our  great  almighty  Lord, 
 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  King  i. 
 
 Thy  fceptre  and  thy  (word, 
 
 Thy  reigning  grace  we  fmg. 
 Thine  is  the  power,       Behold  we  fit 
 Thy  willing  captives,    At  thy  feet. 
 
 We  hear  our  Shepherd's  voice, 
 
 His  watchful  eyes  fhall  keep, 
 
 Our  wandering  fouls  among 
 
 Ten  tnoufands  of  his  fheep. 
 He  feeds  his  flock,      He  knows  their  narr?e%; 
 Hi*  bofom  bears         The  tender  lamb s . 
 N    2- 
 
15© 
 
 HYMN  S. 
 
 Should  the  proud  hofl  of  death 
 And  powers  of  hell  unknown, 
 3}ut  their  moft  dreadful  forms 
 Of  rae^e  and  malice  on, 
 We  mall  be  fafe,      Tor  Chrift  difplays 
 Superior  power,       And  guardian  grace. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ©gmtl  CXLI.   Common  Metre. 
 
 Divine  Vounfels. 
 
 "T"  EEP  filence,  all  created  things, 
 
 r.'^k.  ^nc*  wa*t  Your  maker's  nod  ! 
 
 u    [fc  nds  trembling  v/hilft  ihe  fings 
 The  honours  of  her  God. 
 
 Life,  death  and  hell  and  worlds  unknown 
 
 Hang  en  his  firm  decree  ^ 
 He  fits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
 
 Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
 
 Before  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 
 With  all  tiic  rates  of  men  ; 
 
 With  every  ang<  l's  form  and  fize, 
 Drawn  by  the  eternal  pen. 
 
 His  providence  unfolds  the  book, 
 And  makes  his  counfels  fhine  ; 
 J  Each  opening  leaf,  and  every  (broke* 
 Fulfils  foixie  kind  defigu. 
 
H'Y  M  N  8. 
 
 jflere  he  exalts  neglected  worms. 
 
 To  fceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
 And  then,  the  following  page  he  turns. 
 
 And  treads  the  monarch  down. 
 
 :No  creature  afks  the  reafon  why* 
 
 Nor  God  the  reafon  gives  ; 
 No  favourite  angel  dares  to  pry, 
 
 I     Between  the  folded  leaves. 
 My  God,  I  would  not  wifh  to  fee 
 
 My  fate  with  curious  eyes  ; 
 What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me-, 
 Or  what  bright  fcenes  may  rife. 
 
 In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace., 
 
 KMay  I  but  find  my  name, 
 ecorded,  i*  fome  humble  place, 
 Beneath  mv  Lord,  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watt; 
 
 Sgllin  CXLII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Zcriptures. 
 
 LADEN  with  gvdlt  and  full  of  fea?  % 
 l  I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
 [For  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears 
 But  in  thy  holy  word. 
 
 The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace ' 
 Does  all  my  grief  affuage  g 
 
i$a  H  Y  M  N  S". 
 
 There  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
 In  every  facred  page. 
 
 3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
 
 The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
 Then  bleit  is  he  who  wifely  tries 
 To  make  that  pearl  his  own. 
 
 4  Here  living  water  gently  flows 
 
 To  waih  me  from  my  fin  ; 
 Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows* 
 Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 
 
 5  This  is  die  judge  that  ends  the  ftrife 
 
 Where  fenfe  and  reafon  fail ; 
 My  guide  to  everlafting  life, 
 Thro'  all  this  gloomy  vak. 
 
 £  May  thy  wife  counfels,  O  my  God5. 
 Theie  roving  feet  command  ^ 
 Left  I  forfake  the  happy  road 
 That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 fy^mn  CXLIIL     Summon  Metre. 
 
 In  a  Thimder  Storm. 
 
 i   X    ET  coward  guilt,  with  palid  fear, 
 JLj  To  fhtitering  caverns  %  ; 
 
HYMNS.  ffi 
 
 Andjuftly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
 Which  thunders  through  the  fky. 
 
 Protected  by  that  hand,  whofe  law 
 
 The  threatning  ftorms  obey, 
 Intrepid  virtue  fmiles  fecure, 
 
 And  in  the  blaze  of  day. 
 
 In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom* 
 
 The  lightning's  horrid  glare. 
 It  views  the  fame  all  gracious  power, 
 
 Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 
 
 Through  nature's  ever  varying  fceae* 
 
 By  different  ways  purfu'd  ; 
 The  one  eternal  end  of  heaves*. 
 
 Is  tmiverfal  good. 
 
 With  like  beneficent  effe&, 
 
 O'er  flaming  ether  glows  ; 
 As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
 4^  -And  blufhes  in  the  rofe. 
 
 When  through  creation's  vail  expanfe^ 
 
 The  laft  dread  thunders  roll  ; 
 Untune  the  concord  of  the  fpheres, 
 
 And  fhake  the  guilty  foul  | 
 
 TJnmov'd,  may  we  the  final  ftorra 
 
 Of  jarring  worlds  furvey  5 
 That  ufhers  in  the  tranquil  morn. 
 
 Of  everlafting  day. 
 
 Mrs*  Carter 
 
HYMN  S. 
 Jpgir.tt  CXLIV.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  tri 
 
 The  Go/pel  Invitation. 
 
 ET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
 
 knd  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
 trumpet  of  the  Gofpel  founds, 
 
 With  an  inviting  voice. 
 
 2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  foulaj 
 
 Who  feed  upon  the  wind  $ 
 And  vainly  flrive  with  earthly  toys, 
 To  fill  the  immortal  mind  ! 
 
 3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 
 
 A  foul  reviving  feaft  ; 
 And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
 The  rich  provifion  tafle. 
 
 4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  ftreams, 
 
 And  pine  away  and  die  j 
 Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirft, 
 With  ftreams  that  never  dry. 
 
 5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 
 
 In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
 Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
 Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 
 
 *>  O  Lord,  the  treafures  of  thy  love 
 Are  deep,  unfathom'd  mines  ; 
 Deep  as  our  helplefs  miferies  are5 
 And  bcundlefs  as  our  fins. 
 
 m 
 
H  *  M  N  S.  155 
 
 The  happy  gates  of  gofpel  grace 
 Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
 
 We  humbly  leek  that  rich  fupply, 
 That  drives  our  wants  away. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 Ipgmn    CXLV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 True  Charity. 
 
 LET  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
 Their  fervours  and  their  faith  proclaim  3 
 If  Charity  be  wanting  (till, 
 The  reft  is  but  a  founding  name. 
 
 I  Patient  and  meek,  me  fuffers  long 
 And  flowly  her  refentments  rife  ; 
 Soon  uiq  forgets  the  greateil  wrongs 
 And  foon  the  angry  paffion  dies. 
 
 I  She  envies  none  their  better  ftate, 
 But  makes  her  neighbour's  blifs  her  own  -9 
 Nor  vaunts  herfelf  with  mind  elate, 
 But  frill  a  modeft  air  puts  on. 
 
 \  Her  neighbour  s  infamy  and  ill 
 To  her,  no  entertainment  give, 
 She's  pleas'd  to  fee  him  profper  ftil>, 
 And  full  in-  good  repute  to  live* 
 
:$6  HYMN  S. 
 
 j  This  is  the  grace  that  reigns  on  high 
 And  will  forever  brightly  burn  $ 
 When  hope  (hall  in  enjoyment  die, 
 And  faith  to  intuition  turn. 
 
 Smar- 
 
 fpgmit  CXLVI.    Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Conqueji  of  Michael  over  the  Dragon. 
 
 i   "T     ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing, 
 
 f[  j  The  wars  of  heaven,  when  Michael  fti 
 ;     Appointed  by  the  eternal  king, 
 
 To  fight  the  battles  of  our  God. 
 
 2  Againd  the  dragon  and  his  hoft, 
 
 The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail ; 
 In  vain  they  rage>  in  vain  they  boaft, 
 Their  courage  finks,  their  weapons  faiL 
 
 3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
 
 Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell ; 
 Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown 
 And  fhook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  heii* 
 
 4  Nov/  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  paft, 
 
 Chrift  hath  aillim'd  his  reigning  power  t, 
 Behold  the  great  accufer  cart, 
 
 Down  from  the  ikies,  to  rife  no  mose* 
 
HYMNS.  eg; 
 
 *Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
 Thine  armies  trod  the  Dragon  down  *9 
 
 'Twas  by  thy  word  and  powerful  name, 
 They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 
 
 Rejoice,  ye  heavens,  let  every  flar, 
 
 Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  Ikr  % 
 
 Saints,  while  ye  ling  the  heavenly  war, 
 Raife  your  deliverer's  name  on  high. 
 
 Watts* 
 
 |>|)mrt  CXLVII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Frail  Bodies  and  God  our  Preserver. 
 
 I  T    ET 
 
 But  we'll 
 
 ET  others  boafl  how  ftrong  thsy  be] 
 Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
 confefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
 What  feeble  things  we  are. 
 
 t  Frefh  as  the  grafs,  our  bodies  (land, 
 And  flourifh  bright  and  gay  ; 
 A  blafting  wind  f weeps  o'er  the  land, 
 And  fades  the  grafs  away. 
 
 3  Our  flefh  contains  a  thoufand  fprings, 
 And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
 Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thoufand  firing* 
 Should  keep  in  tune  fo  long  ! 
 
 0 
 
158  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 4  But  'tis  cur  God  fuppor^s  our  frame, 
 
 The  God  who  made  us  firft  ; 
 
 Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name, 
 
 Thatrear'd  us  from  the  d-it. 
 
 5  Whilfl  we  have  breath  or  ufe  our  tongue^ 
 
 Our  maker  we'll  adore  ; 
 His  fpifit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
 Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 
 
 Watt; 
 
 l)Vtnn  CXLVIII.  Short  Metre. 
 
 Caihoiicifm. 
 
 1  "I"    ET  party  names  no  more 
 
 f  j  The  Chriftian  world  o'erfpread  5 
 Gentile  and  Jew  and  bond  and  free 
 Are  one  in  Chrifl  their  head. 
 
 2  .  Among  the  faints  on  earth, 
 
 Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
 Heirs  of  the  fame  inheritance, 
 With  mutual  bleffings  crown'd. 
 
 3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell, 
 Be  baniih'd  far  away  ; 
 
 Thofe  fhould  in  ftridteft  friendfhip  dwell. 
 Who  the  fame  Lord  obey. 
 
HYMN  S.  -rjj 
 
 .  will  the  church  below, 
 femble  that  above ; 
 here  ftreams  of  pleafure  always  flow, 
 .And  every  heart  is  love, 
 
 Beddome, 
 
 tygXttXl  CILIX.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Charity  greater  than  Falib  or  Mope, 
 
 LET  Pharifeea  of  high  effeem, 
 Their  faith  and  zeal  declare. 
 Ail  their  religion  is  a  dream 
 If  love  be  wanting  there. 
 
 >  Love  fuffers  long  with  patient  eye 
 Nor  is  provok'd  in  hafte  5 
 She  lets  the  prefent  infry  die 
 And  long  forgets  the  pait. 
 
 I  Malice  and  rage,  thofe  fires  of  hell, 
 She  quenches  with  her  tongue  5 
 Hopes  and  believes  and  thinks  no  ill, 
 Tho'  Hie  endures  the  wrong. 
 
 \  She  ne'er  defires  nor  feeks  to  know 
 The  fcandals  of  the  time  ; 
 Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thofe  below 
 Nor  envies  thofe  who  climb. 
 
i6o  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 
 
 To  feek  her  neighbours  good  ; 
 So  God's  own  fon  came  down  to  die; 
 And  fave  us  by  his  blood. 
 
 6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  power 
 
 In  the  bleft  realms  above  ; 
 There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more 
 But  Saints  forever  love. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 £)gmn  CL.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Sincerity. 
 
 t   ~ff    ET  thofe  who  bear  the  chriftian  name 
 Xj  Their  promifes  fulfil, 
 
 The  iaintSj  fehe  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
 Are  men  of  honour  ftill. 
 
 %  True  to  the  folemn  oaths  they  take     - 
 TW  to  their  hurt  they  fwear  ; 
 Conftant  and  juft  to  all  they  fpeak, 
 For  God  and  angels  hear. 
 
 a  Still  with  their  lips,  their  hearts  agree, 
 Nor  flattering  words  devife  : 
 They  know  tlie  God  of  truth  can  fee 
 -      Thro'  every  falfe  difguii'c. 
 
 z  They  haR  in'  appearance  of  a  lie 
 In  all  the  fhapes  it  wears; 
 
HYMNS.  i5t 
 
 And  God  has  promis'd,  when  they  die, 
 Eternal  life  is  theirs. 
 
 Lo,  from  afar  th^  Lord  defcends 
 And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
 
 He  bids  his  faints,  his  faithful  friends, 
 Rife  and  poffefs  their  crown, 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ipgmn  CLL     Common  Metre. 
 
 Fhe  Bread  of  Life. — John  vi,  49,  54. 
 
 LET  us  adore  the  eternal  word, 
 'Tis  he  our  fouls  hath  fed  ; 
 Thou  art  our  living  ftream,  O  Lord, 
 And  thou  the  immortal  bread. 
 
 i  The  manna  came  from  lower  ikies  5 
 "  But  Jems  from  above  ; 
 Where  the  freih  fprings  of  pleafure  rlfe3 
 And  rivers  flow  with  love, 
 
 \  The  ancient  fathers,  dy'd  at  laft, 
 Who  ate  that  he;.     : ' ,  bread  1    . 
 But  thefe  proviiio:  wt  t'^fc 
 
 Can  raiie  us  from  the  ckad 
 
 0  2 
 
1*2  HYMN  S. 
 
 4  Bleft  be  the  Lord  that  gives  his  flefh 
 To  nouriih  dying  men  j 
 And  often  fpteadsms  table  frefli 
 Left  we  ihouid  faint  again. 
 
 j  5  Our  fouls  fhali  draw  their  heavenly  breath 
 While  Jefus  fmds  fapplies  *, 
 Ner  (hall  our  graces  fink  to  death, 
 For  Jefus  never,  dies. 
 
 I  6  Daily  our  mortal  flefh  decays. 
 
 But  Chrift  cur  life  mall  come  ; 
 And  by  his  mighty  power  fhall  raife 
 Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ij)gmn  CLII.      Common  Metre. 
 
 On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 
 
 i  T"    TFE  is  a  fpan,  a  fleeting  hour, 
 ^fe  j  How  foon  the  vapour  flies  ! 
 Mai  is  a  tender  tranfient  flower 
 Tlit  in  the  blooming  dies* 
 
 2  Death  fpicids,  like  winter,  frozen  arme 
 And  be?,ty  i miles  no  more  ; 
 Where,  now  ;;e  fled  thofe  rifing  charms 
 Which  pleas',  our  eyes  before  ? 
 
HYMNS.-  16 
 
 taie  cnce  lov'd  form  now  cold  and  dead 
 
 Each  mournful  thought  employs, 
 And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled 
 And  witherd  ail  her  joys. 
 
 i  But  wait  the  interpofing  gloom 
 And  lo  !  ftern  winter  flies  ! 
 And  dreft  in  beauty's  faired  bloom, 
 The  flowery  tribes  arife. 
 
 Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time* 
 
 When,  what  we  now  deplore 
 j  Shall  rife  in  full  immortal  prime, 
 And  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 
 
 Then  ceafe,  fond  nature,  dry  thy  tearsj 
 
 Religion  points  en  high  $ 
 There  everlafting  fpring  appears, 
 
 And  joys  that  never  die* 
 
 Mrs.  Steels, 
 
 tpymn    CLIIL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Life  and  Death.  - 
 
 LIFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
 The  time  t'infure  the  great  reward 
 .  And  whilft  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
 The  vileft  fmner  may  return. 
 
 {  Life  is  the  hour  which  God  has  given5 
 To  Tcape  from  kell  and  fly  to  heav'n  \ 
 
i*4  HYMNS. 
 
 The  day  of  grace  and  mortals  may- 
 Secure  the  bleffings  of  the  day. 
 
 3  The  living  know  that  they  muft  die, 
 But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  5 
 
 Their  memory  and  their  fenfe  are  gones 
 Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 
 
 4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  are  loft, 
 Their  envy  buried  in  the  dull  ; 
 They  have  no  mare  in  all  chat's  done. 
 Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun. 
 
 5  No  at~ls  of  pardon  can  he  pail, 
 
 In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  hafle  : 
 
 For  no  repentance  can  be  found, 
 
 Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 
 
 6  Then  what  my  thoughts  de4gn  to  do, 
 My  foul,  with  all  thy  might  purfue  \ 
 Believe,  and  take  the  promised  reft, 
 Obey,  and  be  forever  bleft. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 Ipgmil    CL1V.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Convittion  of  Sin,  and  R  lie/by  the  Gqfpel. 
 
 IORD,  how  fecure  my  confcience  was 
 A    And  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
 1  wa^  alive  without  the  law, 
 
 And  thought  my  firis  were  dead  \ 
 
HYMNS.  i6$ 
 
 My  h  opes  of  heaven  were  firm  and  bright* 
 
 But  fince  the  precept  came, 
 With  a  convincing  power  and  light, 
 
 I  find  how  vile  I  am. 
 
 My  guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  before 
 
 Till  terrify'd  I  faw, 
 Kow  perfect,  holy,  jure,  and  pure 
 
 Is  thine  eternal  law. 
 
 Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load* 
 
 My  fins  reviv'd  again  ; 
 I  had  provok'd  a  holy  God 
 
 And  all  my  hopes  are  vain. 
 
 My  God,  what  power  fha.ll  I  invoke 
 
 With  my  Iaft  lab'ring  breath, 
 To  rid  me  o ?  this  wretched  yoke, 
 
 Thefe  bonds  of  iin  and  death. 
 
 >  In  Jefu.s  Toehold  thy  face, 
 Thy  mercy  there  I  fee  i 
 Thro5  him  I  fruit -thy  boundlefs  grace, 
 To  fet  the  pris'ner  free. 
 
 Watts,  with  variation  and  addition. 
 
 &vmti    CLV.     Common    Metre, 
 
 Recoviryfrom  Sicknefs. 
 
 L 
 
 ORB  in  thy  fervice  I  would  fpesd 
 The  remnant  of  my  days  \ 
 
166  H   / 
 
 Why  was  this  fieethv  encw'4, 
 
 But  to  renew  thy  j  ra 
 
 2  Thy  own  almighty  power  and  love 
 
 Did  this  weak  frame  .nil. 
 When  life  was  hovering  8'efr  the 
 And  nature  funk  with  pitffi; 
 
 3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  w 
 
 Didft  chafe  the  fears  of  hell  ~ 
 And  teach  my  paid  and  quiv'ring  Vrp\ 
 Thy  matchiefs  grace  to  tell. 
 
 4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 
 
 I  did  my  foul  reiign  ; 
 In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
 Which  made  falvation  mine. 
 
 5  From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave 
 
 At  thy  command  I  come  ; 
 Nor  would  I  urge  a  fpeedier  flight 
 To  my  celeftial  home. 
 
 4  Where  thou  fhalt  fettle  my  abode 
 There  would  I  choofe  to  be  ; 
 For  in  thy  prefence,  death  is  life, 
 And  earth  is  heav'n  with  thee. 
 
 D9BJ5RIBGB, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  i6y 
 
 >:cr;?s 
 
 and  Thunder, 
 
 TORD  of  the  earth,  and  fea,  and  fides, 
 _>j   All  nature  owns  thy  fovereign  power  ; 
 At  thy  command  the  tempefts  rife, 
 At  thy  command  the  thunders  roar. 
 
 We  hear  with  trembling  and  affright 
 The  voice  of  heaven,  tremendous  found  ! 
 Keen  lightnings  pierce  £iie  fhacles  of  night. 
 And  fpread  their  horrors  all  around. 
 
 What  mortal  could  fuftain  the  fhroke, 
 Should  wrath  divine  in  dreadful  florins. 
 Which  our  repeated  crimes  provoke, 
 Defcend  to  crufh  rebellious  worms  ! 
 
 Thefe  dreadful  glories  of  thy  name 
 With  terror  would  o'erwhelm  our  fouls ; 
 But  mercy  dawns  with  kinder  beam, 
 And  guilt  and  riling  fear  controls. 
 
 O  let  thy  mercy,  on  my  heart, 
 
 With  cheering,  healing  radiance  mine  ; 
 
 Bid  every  anxious  fear  depart, 
 
 And  gently  whifper  *<  thou  art  mine." 
 
 Then,  fafe  beneath  thy  guardian  care, 
 In  hope  ferene,  my  foul  ihall  reft  ; 
 Nor  florins  nor  dangers  reach  me  there. 
 In  thee,  my  God,  my  refuge  bleil. 
 
 Mrs,  .Steele, 
 
I6B  HYMNS. 
 
 fp%m\\    CLVII.     Long    Metre. 
 
 The  Eternal  Sadhath. 
 
 1  T    ORE*  of  the  Sabbath  hear  our  vows, 
 jL  J    On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  houfe  *, 
 
 And  let  our  ibngs  and-  worfhip  riie 
 Like  grateful  incenfe  to  the  fkies. 
 
 2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  j 
 But  there's  a  nobler  reft  above  ; 
 
 To  that,  our  labouring  fouls  afpire 
 "With  ardent  pangs  of  ftrong  defire. 
 
 3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  diftrefs, 
 Nor  fin,  nor  death  fhall  reach  the  place  \ 
 No  groans  fhall  mingl*  with  the  fongs, 
 Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 
 
 4  No  rude  alarms,  no  raging  foes, 
 To  interrupt  the  long  repofe ; 
 
 No  midnight  (hade,  no  clouded  Stin* 
 To  veil  the  bright  eternal  noon. 
 
 5  O  long  expected  day,  begin, 
 
 Dawn  on  thefe  realms  of  death  and  (in  ; 
 Fain  would  we  quit  this  weary  road, 
 And  ileep  in  death,  to  reft  with  God. 
 
 J)ODI>FJDCFS 
 
HYMNS.  ti$ 
 
 |)gntn  CLVIIL    Common  Metre. 
 
 Divine  Goodnefs, 
 i  T    ORD  thou  art  good,  all  nature  fiiows 
 ;     l^i   Thee  full  and  free  and  kind  j 
 Thy  bounty  thro'  creation  flows, 
 Nor  can  it  be  confin'd. 
 
 i  The  whole  in  eVery  part  proclaims    . 
 Thy  infinite  good  will  ! 
 It  fhines  in  ftars,  it  flows  in  ftrsamsj 
 And  burfts  front  every  hill. 
 
 It  fills  the  wide  extended  mam* 
 
 And  heavens  which  fpread  more  wide  $ 
 
 It  drops  in  gentle  mowers  of  rain* 
 And  rolls  in  every  tide. 
 
 {.  Still  hath  it  been  diffus'd  and  free* 
 Through  ages  paft  and  gone  ; 
 Nor  ever  can  exhaufted  be. 
 But  ftiil  keeps  flowing  on* 
 
 ,*  Through  the  whole  earth  i*  pours  fuppliesr 
 Spreads  joy  thro'  all  its  parts  ; 
 Lord,  may  thy  goodnefs  draw  our  eycsj? 
 And  captivate  our  hearts. 
 
 5  High  admiration  let  it  raife, 
 And  kind  affections  move  5 
 Employ  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praiie, 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 
 
 Liverpool  Colle&iai, 
 
•17*  K  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 B>2ttm    CLIX.     Short    Metre, 
 
 The  Prcwifc  to  Believers  and  their  Children. 
 
 1  T    ORD,  what  our  ear?  have  heard, 
 -**_-«<    Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 
 
 Thy  lore  in  long  fucceffion  fhown 
 To  Sion's  chofen  race. 
 
 2  Our  children  thou  doft  claim 
 And  mark  them  out  for  thine, 
 
 Ten  thouiand  bleffings  to  thy  name 
 For  goodnefs  fo  divine. 
 
 3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own, 
 And  thee,  the  fons  adore  \ 
 
 Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  folemn  vows, 
 To  be  forgot  no  more. 
 
 4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep 
 And  blefs  the  happy  bands, 
 
 Which  clofer  (till  engage  their  hearts 
 To  honour  thy  commands. 
 
 5  How  great  thy  mercies  Lord, 
 How  plenteous  is  thy  grace  ! 
 
 Which,  in  the  promife  of  thy  love, 
 Includes  our  rifing  race. 
 
 £       Our  offspring,  ftill  thy  care, 
 Shall  own  their  father's  God, 
 To  lateft  times  thy  blelnng  (hare, 
 And  found  thy  praife  abroad. 
 
 Salisbury  Coikch'ofl* 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.:  171 
 
 l&gtTttt   CLX.     Common  Metre,. 
 
 Creation  and  Providence 
 
 1  1       ORD  when  my  r-aptur'd  theft  furveys 
 I  a    Creation's  beauties  o'er. 
 
 All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praife. 
 And  bid  my  foul- adore. 
 
 2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes 
 
 Thy  radiant  footiteps  fliine  } 
 Ten  thoufand  plealmg  wonders  rife 
 And  fpeak  the  hand  divine. 
 
 3  The  living  tribes  of  countlefs  forms, 
 
 In  earth  and  fea  and  air.  5 
 The  meaneft  flies,  the  lmallefl  worms* 
 Almighty  power  declare. 
 
 4  All  rofe  to  life  at  thy  command, 
 
 And  wait  their  daily  food. 
 From  thy  paternal,  bounteous  hand5 
 Exhauftlefs  fpring  of  good  i 
 
 5  The  meads,  array'd  in  beauteous  green5 
 
 With  whokfome  herbage  crown'd  \ 
 The  fields  with  corn,  a  richer  fcene, 
 ■     Spread  thy  full  bounties  round. 
 
 €  The  fruitful  tree,  the  blooming  flower, 
 In  varied  charms  appear  \ 
 *Their  variedcharms  difplay  thy  power.*. 
 *Thy  goodnefsalL  declare,, 
 
i72  HYMNS. 
 
 '7  The  fun's  productive  quick'ning  be&n%# 
 The  growing  verdure  fpread  ; 
 Refreshing  rains  and  cooling  ftreanis 
 His  gentle  influence  aid. 
 
 8  The  moon  and  ftars  his  abfent  light 
 Reflecl:  with  borrow'd  rays  ; 
 And  deck  the  fable  veil  of  night 
 And  fpeak  their  maker's  praife, 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 fyvmtl  CLXI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Faith  in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice* 
 
 i    T    ORD,  when  my  tho'ts  delighted  rove 
 JL-J    Amidft  the  wonders  of  thy  love  ; 
 Glad  hope  revives  my  drooping  heart. 
 And  bids  intruding  fear  depart, 
 
 a  But  whilft  thy  fuiTerings  I  furvey, 
 And  faith  enjoys  a  heavenly  ray, 
 Thefe  dear  memorials  of  thy  pain 
 Prefent  anew  the  dreadful  fcene. 
 
 3  I  hear  thy  groans,  with  deep  furprize, 
 And  view  thy  wounds  with  weeping  eyes  ; 
 Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan, 
 With  anguifh  nil'd,  and  pains  unknown, 
 
HYMNS.  173 
 
 For  mortal  crimes,  a  facrince, 
 The  Lord  of  life,,  the  Saviour  dies  5 
 What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine  ! 
 And  can  I  call  the  Saviour  mine  ? 
 
 Repenting  forrow  nils  my  heart, 
 But  mingling  joy  allays  the  frnart  5 
 O  may  my  future  life  declare, 
 The  forrow  and  the  joy  fmcere. 
 
 Be  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  days 
 Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praife  j 
 And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
 How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 Ijjgmn    CLXII.      Long     Metre. 
 
 <The  Go/pel  Jubilee. 
 
 LOUD  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  found, 
 And  fpread  the  joyful  tidings  round 
 Let  every  foul  with  tranfport  hear, 
 And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 
 
 I  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
 That  you  ten  thoufand  talents  owe, 
 When  humbled  at  his  feet  you  fall, 
 Y  our  gracious  Lord  forgives  them  all. 
 
 I  Slaves,  who  have  tor-ne  the  heavy  chai% 
 Of  fin  and  hell's  tyrannic  reign, 
 Pa 
 
/* 
 
 H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 To  liberty  affert  your  claim, 
 
 And  plead  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 4  The  rich  inheritance  of  heaven 
 
 Your  joy,  your  crown  are  freely  giv'n, 
 
 Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits, 
 
 With  golden  itreets  and  pearly  gates. 
 
 5 
 
 Her  bleft  inhabitants,  no  more, 
 Bondage  and  poverty  deplore  ; 
 No  debt  but  love  immensely-  great, 
 Who fe  joy  ftill  rifes  with  the  debt. 
 
 O  happy  fouls,  who  know  the  found  ! 
 God's  light  fhall  all  their  fteps  furraund  j 
 And  fhew  that  jubilee  begun, 
 Which  through  eternal  years  fhall  run. 
 
 Doddjlidgi. 
 
 pjmn  CLXIII,    Hallelujah  Metre. 
 
 The  Triumph  ofChrift  and  the  J?<nver  of  his  GofpeL 
 
 LOUD  to  the  prince  of  heaven 
 Your  cheerful  voices  raife  \ 
 To  him  your  vows  be  given, 
 And  fill  his  courts  with  praife. 
 With  confcious  wcrth,      All  clad  in  arms, 
 S>A  bright  in  charms,         lie  fellies  forth. 
 
H  Y  M  N  5.  :  75 
 
 Gird  on  thy  .conquering  fword, 
 
 Afcend  thy  fhining  car  ; 
 And  march,  almighty  Lord, 
 To  wage  thy  holy  war. 
 Before  his  wheels,       In  glad  furprizc 
 -Ye  vallies  rife,  And  fink  ye  hills. 
 
 Fair  truth  and  gentle  love, 
 
 With  righteoufnefs  and  peace, 
 In  thy  retinue  move, 
 
 Thy  conquering  power  to  grace. 
 Thou  in  their  caufe     Shalt  profperous  ride3 
 And  far  and  wide,      Difpenfe  thy  Laws. 
 
 Before  thy  mighty  fword, 
 
 Millions  of  foes  mall  fall  5 
 The  captives  of  thy  word, 
 
 That  word  which  conquers  alL 
 The  world  flial-1  know,     Great  King  of  King% 
 What  wond'rous  things    Thine  arm  cm  do, 
 
 Here  to  my  willing  foul 
 
 Bend  thy  '^umphant  way, 
 Here,  every  foe  control 
 And  all  thy  power  difplay. 
 Beneath  thy  fword,     Bleft  Jefus,  fee 
 I  bow  to  thee,  My  Prince  and  Lord, 
 
 Dodi>ri&<se  varied* 
 
lp  HYMNS. 
 
 Ipgmn  CLXIV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Folly  cured  by  Ajfliftion. 
 
 1  "        OW  at  thy  gracious  feet  I  bend, 
 
 [_jl  My  God,  my  everlafting  friend, 
 Permit  the  claim,  O  let  thine  ear, 
 My  humble  fuit  indulgent  hear. 
 
 2  Lord,  thou  hail  bid  me  feek  thy  face, 
 And  alk  of  thee,  thy  promis'd  grace  5 
 O  may  thy  favour,  blifs  divine  ! 
 With  fuller,  clearer  radiance  mine. 
 
 3  But,  O  my  heart,  reflect  with  fhame.? 
 Can  I  prefer  fo  bold  a  claim  ? 
 Confcious  how  often  I  have  ftrayrd, 
 By  empty  vanities  betray'd. 
 
 4  How  oft,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
 Have  trifles  call'd  my  thoughts  abroad  ! 
 Till  heavenly  piry  faw  me  roam, 
 
 And  bade  affliction  bring  me  home. 
 
 j> 
 
 And  when  the  fnares  of  eaiih  were  broke^. 
 By  kind  affliction's  needful  ftroke, 
 Have  not  I  own'd  with  humble  praife 
 That  juft  and  right  are  all  his  ways  ? 
 
 6  Yes,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
 My  vilenefs  and  thy  love  I  own  ;         * 
 O  let  that  love  with  beams  divine, 
 Forgiving,  healing,  round  me  fhine. 
 
HYMN  S.  ?77 
 
 rWhen  e'er  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
 This  heedlefs  heart  requires  the  rod, 
 rhy  arm  fupporting,  I  implore, 
 The  hand  that  chaftens,  can  reftore, 
 
 p  may  the  kind  conviction  prove^ 
 A.  fruit  of  thy  paternal  love  ; 
 Wean  me  from  earth,  from  fin  refine^ 
 And  make  my  heart  entirely  thine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 '  (){>mn  CLXV.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  new  Jerufaiem. 
 
 LO,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
 To  our  believing  eyes  ! 
 The  earth  and  feas  are  paft  away 
 And  the  old  rolling  ikies  ! 
 
 From  the  third  heav'n  where  God  refides3 
 
 That  holy,  happy  place, 
 The  new  Jerufalem  comes  down* 
 
 Adorn'd  with  mining  grace. 
 
 Attending  angels  fhout  for  joy 
 
 And  the  bright  armies  ling, 
 ■  Mortals,  behold  the  facred  feat, 
 
 Of  your  defcending  King. 
 
 «  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men 
 Removes  his  bleft  abode  \ 
 
i*y8  HYMNS. 
 
 Men  are  the  objects  of  his  love 
 And* he  their  gracious  God. 
 
 5  «  His  tender  hand  fhall  wipe  the  tears 
 
 From  every  weeping  eye, 
 And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs  and  fears 
 And  death  itfeif  ihall  die." 
 
 6  How  bright  the  v-iiion  {  but  how  long 
 
 Shall  this  glad  hour  delay  ! 
 Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  wings  of  time, 
 And.  bring  the  welcome  day. 
 
 Watt 
 
 fyVtnn  CLXVI.     Common  Metre... 
 
 A  living  and  a  dead  Faith. 
 
 I   "&  yr  ISTAKEN  fouls,  that  dream  of  heav 
 -lVX   And  make  their  empty  boaft, 
 Of  inward  joys  and  fins  forgiven, 
 Whilft  they  are  flaves  to  lull  \ 
 
 %  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 
 If  faith  be-  cold  and  dead  ; 
 None  but  a  living  power  unites 
 To  ChrHl  the  living  head. 
 
 3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart,,  > 
 :Tis  faith  that  works  by  love..  5 . 
 
H  Y  M  N  S,  179 
 
 'hat  bids  all  fmful  joys  depart, 
 And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
 
 Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 
 
 By  a  celeftial  power  •, 
 ?his  is  the  grace  that  {hall  prevail, 
 
 In  the  decifive  hour. 
 
 :aith  mull  obey  our  fathers  will 
 
 As  well  as  truft  his  grace  \ 
 \  pardoning  God  is  jealous  ftill, 
 
 For  his  own  holinefs. 
 
 Vnen  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  free, 
 
 He  makes  our  natures  clean  > 
 -Tor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
 i  The  minifter  of  fin. 
 
 lis  Tpirit  fills  our  hearts  with  love 
 And  feals  our  peace  with  God  ; 
 
 iWith  cheerful  fteps  our  feet  fhall  move 
 Along  the  heavenly  road. 
 
 Watts  varied, 
 
 !>)g!Ttn    CLXVII.     Long  Metre, 
 
 Tk  Example  ofChrijl, 
 
 MY  dear  redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
 I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  , 
 iut  in  thy  life  thy  law  appears 
 3rawn  out  in  living  characters. 
 
8d  HYMNS. 
 
 2  Such  was  thy  piety  and  zeal 
 
 Thy  deference  to  thy  father's  will  ; 
 
 Thy  love  and  meeknefs,  fo  divine, 
 
 I  would  tranfcribe  and  make  them  mine. 
 
 3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
 Witnefs'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer  ; 
 The  defart  thy  temptations  knew, 
 Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too* 
 
 4  Be  thou  my  pattern,  make  me  bear 
 More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 
 
 Then  God,  the  judge,  mail  own  my  name 
 
 Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 |)gmn   CLXVIIL     Long  Metre* 
 
 "Retirement  and  Meditation, 
 
 "MV 
 
 Amidit  tei 
 
 God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
 flranger  to  myfelf  and  thee  $ 
 ten  thoufand  thoughts  I  rove, 
 Forgetful  of  my  highefl  love. 
 
 2  Why  ihould  my  paflions  mix  with  earth 
 And  thus  degrade  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
 "Why  mould  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
 And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 
 
 4  Call  me  away  from  fleih  and  fenfe, 
 Thy  fov'reigu  word  can  draw  me  thence, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  iS 
 
 I  would  .obey  the  voice  divine 
 And  all  inferior  joys  refign. 
 
 4  Be  earth,  with  ail  her  fcenes,  withdrawn, 
 Let  noife  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 
 In  fecret  filence  of  the  mind 
 My  heaven  and  there  my  God  I  find. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 3J)gmn  CLXIX.     Common   Metre. 
 
 The  Evsrlafting  Covena?it. 
 
 1  '"&  yj"Y  God,  the  Cov'nant  of  thy  love 
 J^X   Abides  forever  lure ; 
 
 And  in  its  boundlcfs  grace  I  feel 
 My  happinefs  fecure. 
 
 2  What  tho'my  houfe  be  not  with  thee, 
 
 As  nature  could  defire  ? 
 To  higher  joys  than  nature  gives, 
 My  nobler  viewsafpire. 
 
 m 
 
 3  Since  thou  the  everlafling  God, 
 
 My  Father  art  become  ; 
 Jefus,  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
 And  heaven  my  final  home  : 
 
 4  I  welcome  all  thy  fov'reign  will, 
 
 For  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
 And  when  thy  providence  is  d;>rk, 
 
 <5> 
 
m  H  YMNS. 
 
 5  Thy  cov'nant  in  my  dying  hour 
 Shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 
 And  when  I  wake,  (hall  it  ill  employ 
 My  everlailing  fang. 
 
 Doddridge  x-sried. 
 
 fO^miX  CLXX.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Gratitude  the  Spring  of  true  Religion. 
 
 I   "Ik  flTY  God,  what  filken  cords  are  thine  ! 
 JlVJL  How  foft  and  yet  how  ftrong  ! 
 Whilit  power,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
 To  draw  our  fouls  along. 
 
 *l  When  crufh'd  beneath  the  heavy  yoke 
 Of -fatan  and  of  fin  ; 
 Thy  hand  our  iron  bondage  broke, 
 Our  grateful  hearts  to  win. 
 
 3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thoufand  fins 
 
 Thy  mercy  takes  away  j 
 Thy  promile,  when  iBPwar  begins, 
 Secures  the  crowning  dzy. 
 
 4  Comfort  thro'  all  this  vale  of  tears 
 
 In  rich  profufion  flows, 
 The  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 
 Eternity  bellows. 
 
 5  Drawn  by  fuch  cords  we  onward  move 
 
 Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet  $ 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  3 
 
 And  captives  in  the  chains  of  love 
 Fall  at  cur  concm'ror's  feet, 
 
 DODDR.IBGE, 
 
 fyymtl  CLXXI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Imploring  Divine  Influences. 
 
 Y  God,  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
 Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart  \ 
 En  vain  my  tongue  with  feeble  aim 
 Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 
 
 2  In  vain,  my  boldefl  thoughts  arife*. 
 I  fink  to  earth,  and  lofe  the  ikies  \ 
 Yet  I  may  (till  thy  grace  implore, 
 And  low  in  duit,  thy  name  adore. 
 
 3  O  let  thy  grace  my  heart  infpire, 
 And  raiie  each  languid,  weak  define  \ 
 Thy  grace,  which  condefcends  to  meet 
 The  llnner  proftratcytf  thy  feet. 
 
 4  "With  humble  fear  let  love  unite^ 
 And  mix  devotion  with  delight  \ 
 Then  mall  thy  name  be  all  ray  joy, 
 Thy  praife  my  conftant,  bleft  employ* 
 
 5  Thy  name  infpires  the  harps  above, 
 With  harmony  and  praife  and  love  \ 
 
 That  grace  which  tunes  th'  immortal  itrinf? 
 Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 
 
U  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 O  let  thy  grace  guide  every  fong, 
 And  fill  my  heart  and  tune  my  tongue  ; 
 Then  mall   the  {trains  harmonious  flow, 
 And  heavenly  joy  begin  below. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele 
 
 5>gmn    CLXXIL      Short  Metre. 
 
 Csd  our  Creator  and  BenefaQoK* 
 
 "  Y  maker  and  my  king  ! 
 To  thee,  my  all  I  owe  ; 
 Thy  ibv'reign  bounty  is  the  fpring 
 From  whence  my  blefRngs  flow* 
 
 Thou,  ever  good  and  kind  I 
 A  thoufand  reafons  move, 
 A  thoufand  obligations  bind 
 My  heart  to  grateful  love. 
 
 The  creature  of  thy  hand, 
 On  thee  alone  I  live, 
 My  God,  thy  benefits  demand, 
 More  praife  than  I  can  give. 
 
 Lord  what  can  I  impart 
 When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
 Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart* 
 The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 
 
 Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 
 And  (hall  my  paffioris  rove  ? 
 
HYMNS.  lii 
 
 Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew. 
 And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 
 
 O  let  thy  grace  infpire 
 My  foul  with  flrength  divine  $ 
 Let  ail  my  powers  to  thee  afpire, 
 And  all  my  days  be  thine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 fptmiST  CLX5IIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 Repentance  a?id  Hope, 
 
 "M 
 
 Low  at 
 
 Y  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recall 
 The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
 thy  feet  afham'd  I  fall 
 And  hide  my  guilty  face. 
 
 2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  r 
 
 Ah  vile  ungrateful  heart  ! 
 By  earth's  unworthy  cares  betray  'd 
 From  Jefus  to  depart  ! 
 
 3  From  Jefus,  who  alone  can  give 
 
 True  pleafure,  peace  and  reft  : 
 When  abfent  from  my  Lord,  1  live,. 
 Unfatisfy'd,  unbleft. 
 
 4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  fake 
 
 My  wandering  foul  reftores  : 
 He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
 The  pardon  it  implores, 
 
M  HYMN  S. 
 
 |  O  whilfl  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 
 The  penitential  figh  5 
 Confirm  the  kind  the  pardoning  word 
 With  pity  in  thine  eye. 
 
 >  Then  fhall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 
 Rejoice  to  feek  thy  face, 
 And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  fweet, 
 Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 
 
 Mrs.  Steels, 
 
 Ipjrmn  CLXXIV.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Ccnfejion  and  Pardon. 
 
 [        T\  /jT  Y  forrows  like  a  flood, 
 Jj/j[   Impatient  of  reftraint, 
 Into  thy  bofom,  O  my  God, 
 Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 
 
 j       How  often  have  I  flood, 
 
 A  rebel  to  the  Ikies  ! 
 :   Yet,  O  the  patience  of  my  God., 
 
 Thy  thunder  filent  lies. 
 
 Now  by  a  powerful  glance, 
 My  Saviour,  from  thy  face, 
 This  rebel  heart  no  more  withftands 
 But  yields  to  fovereign  grace. 
 
 I       I  fee  the  prince  of  life 
 
 Difplay  his  wounded  veins  5 
 
H  Y  M  N ■  S.  i^ 
 
 [  fee  the  fountain  opened  widej 
 To  wafh  away  my  ftains. 
 
 My  God  is  reconcil'd, 
 My  tears  his  pity  move  ; 
 He  calls  me.  his  adopted  child  j 
 The  objet"l  of  his  love. 
 
 Now  let  me  not  receive 
 In  vain  this  heavenly  grace  \ 
 But   let  it  be  a  fruitful  fcQd 
 Producing  holinefs, 
 
 Watts,  abbreviated  and  altered, 
 
 3j2gmtt  CLXX.W  Common. Metre. 
 
 The  Chrijiian  Race. 
 
 MY  foul,  awake,  ftretch  every  nerve^ 
 And  prefs  with  vigor  on  ; 
 A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zea!3 
 And  an  immortal  crown. 
 
 A  cloud  of  witnefles  around 
 
 Hold  thee  in  full  furvey  \. 
 Forget  the  fteps  already  trod, 
 
 And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
 
 Tis  God's  all  animating  voice 
 Which  calls  thee  from  on  high  > 
 
 Tis  his  own  hand.prefents  the  prize 
 To  thine  afpiring  eye. 
 
i88  HYMNS. 
 
 4  That  prize,  with  peerlefs  glories  bright, 
 
 Which  fhall  new  luftre  boaft, 
 When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gem 
 Shall  blend  in  common  duft. 
 
 5  My  foul,  with  facred  ardor  fir'd, 
 
 The  glorious  prize  purfue  j 
 And  meet,  with  joy,  die  high  command, 
 To  bid  this  earth  adieu* 
 
 Doddridge 
 
 
 i^gmn  CLXXVL     Short  Metre. 
 
 Prayer  in  Sicknefs. 
 
 Y  Sov'reign,  to  thy  throne, 
 With  humble  hope  I  prefs, 
 O  bow  thine  ear  to  hear  the  groan 
 Of  indigent  diftrefs. 
 
 Th*  eternal  prieft  appears 
 Before  thee  with  his  blood  ; 
 Thro*  him  I  offer  thefe  my  tears 
 And  caft  my  care  on  God. 
 
 My  life,  bow'd  down  with  pain, 
 Mourns  its  decaying  bloom  ; 
 Lord,  clothe  thefe  bones  with  flefh  again,, 
 And  fpare  me  from  the  tomb. 
 
 Without  one  murm'ring  word 
 Thy  chaftening  I  receive  5 
 
HYMNS.  18.9 
 
 ■Jut  with  fubmimon  afk,  O  Lcrd3 
 A  merciful  reprieve,. 
 
 Diftrefs'd  and  pain'd  as  noWj 
 Thy  aid  I  once  implor'd  ; 
 Thy  pity  heard  my  earneii  vow, 
 Thy  power  my  health  reflor'd. 
 
 My  fupplicating  voice, 
 Unwearied,  I  will  raife  ; 
 ay  to  thy  fervant's  foul,  «  rejoice," 
 And  fill  my  mouth  with  praife* 
 
 Scott, 
 
 ipgmn  CLXXVIL     Common  Metre, 
 
 Marriage*. 
 
 MYSTERIOUS  rite  !  by  heaven  ordain'el 
 This  facred  truth  to  prove, 
 The  blifs  which  mortals  here  enjoy 
 Mult  flow  from  virtuous  love. 
 
 Though  made  by  God's  almighty  &and 
 
 And  in  his  image  form'd  ; 
 { et  Adam  knew  no  happinefs 
 
 Till  love  his  bofom  warm'd. 
 
 iden  with  all  its  beauteous  groves     * 
 
 And  fruits  of  richeft  tafte, 
 To  one  for  fecial  blifs  deiign'd: 
 
 "Was  but  a  lcsely  wafte, 
 
igo  H  Y  IvI  N  S. 
 
 4  But  when  his  lovely  bride  appear'd 
 
 In  native  graces  dreft, 
 The  latent  fpark  burll  into  flame 
 And  love  infpir'd  his  brealt, 
 
 5  "What  wife  provision  haft  thou  made, 
 
 Great  parent  of  mankind, 
 That  all  thine  offspring  may  enjoy 
 The  blifs  for  them  defign'd  ! 
 
 6  Then  will  we  join  our  hearts  and  handj 
 
 -In  bonds  of  virtuous  love  j 
 And  whilft  we  live  in  peace  below, 
 Prepare  for  blifs  above. 
 
 fpgmn  CLXXVIII.    Common  Metn\ 
 
 SubmiJJlen  to  Providence* 
 
 NAKED  as  from  the  earth  wc  cams 
 And  rofe  to  life  at  firft, 
 "We  to  the  earth  return  again 
 And  mingle  with  our  duft. 
 
 The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy 
 
 And  call  our  own,  in  vain, 
 Are  but  fhort  favours  borrow'd  now. 
 
 To  be  repaid  again. 
 
 Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high* 
 
 Or  finks  them  to  the  grave, 
 He  gives,  and  bleffed  be  his  name,. 
 
 He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
 
HYMN  S.  ipi 
 
 >eace,  all  our  angry  pafrions  then  ! 
 
 Let  each  impatient  figh  ¥ 
 
 \e  filent  at  his  fov'reign  will, 
 
 And  every  murmur  die. 
 
 f  fmiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
 
 Its  praifes  mall  be  fpread  ; 
 ind  we'll  adore  the  juftice  too 
 
 That  {hikes  our  comforts  dead. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Ipgtnn  CLXXIX.     Cmtnon  Metre. 
 
 Vain  Profjterify,  or  Txrgeifidmfs  of  God* 
 
 \TO,  I  mall  envy  them  no  more* 
 [^    Who  grow  profanely  great  j 
 !?ho'  they  increafe  their  golden  ftore. 
 And  fhine  in  robes  of  ftate. 
 
 They  tafte  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 
 
 Upon  this  earthly  clod  ~, 
 a  vain  they  fearch  the  creature  thro' 
 
 Whilit  they  forget  the  God. 
 
 hake  off  the  tho'ts  of  dying  too 
 !   And  think  your  life,  your  own  ; 
 |»ut  death  comes  haftening  on  to  you 
 To  cut  your  glory  down. 
 
 f  es,  you  mud  bow  your  (lately  head, 
 Away  your  fpirit  flies  > 
 
i92  HYMNS. 
 
 And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed 
 To  bear  it  to  the  Ikies. 
 
 5  Go  now  and  boaft  of  all  your  ftores 
 And  tell  how  bright  you  mine  ; 
 Your  heaps  of  glittering  duft  are  yours, 
 And  my  Redeemer's  mine. 
 
 WATT! 
 
 ft)gnin  CLXXX.     Common  Metres 
 
 The  Holinefs  and  Happinefs  of  Heaven. 
 
 i   Ik  TOR  eye  hath  feen,  nor  ear  hath  hear 
 Jj\j    Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  Known, 
 What  joys  the  father  hath  prepared 
 For  thofe  that  love  the  Son. 
 
 1  But  the  good  fpirit  of  the  Lord 
 Reveals  a  heaven  to  come  ; 
 The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
 Allure  and  guide  us  home. 
 
 3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  {ley, 
 
 And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
 
 No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye 
 
 Can  fee  or  tafte  the  blifs. 
 
 4  Not  the  malicious  or  profane, 
 
 The  covetous  or  proud, 
 Nor  thieves  nor  flanderers  (hall  obtain 
 The  kingdom  of  our  God. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S*  ip: 
 
 tThofe  holy  gates  forever  bar 
 
 Pollution,  fin  and  fhame  , 
 None  (hall  receive  admittance  there 
 
 But  followers  of  the  lamb. 
 
 tlf  we  are  wafh'd  in  Jefus'  blood 
 
 And  pardon'd  thro'  his  name  ; 
 [f  the  good  fpirit  of  our  God 
 
 Has  fanctify'd  our  frame  ; 
 
 7  We  afk  a  perfevering  power 
 
 To  keep  thy  juft  commands  ; 
 We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
 No  more  pollute  cur  hands. 
 
 Watts  varied, 
 
 J^gmn    CLXXXI.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Cbrtftians,  the  Sons  of  God, 
 
 I  IkjOT  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
 [_%'    Who  boaft  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
 >uch  real  dignity  can  claim, 
 is  thofe  who  bear  the  Chriftian  name. 
 
 If  o  them  the  privilege  is  given, 
 ^o  be  the  fons  and  heirs  of  heaven  ; 
 ons  of  the  God,  who  reigns  en  high, 
 
 jjuid  heirs  of  joys  beyond  the  iky. 
 
 R 
 
124  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  On  them,  a  happy,  chofen  race, 
 Their  father  pours  his  richefr.  grsce  ; 
 To  them  his  counfels  he  imparts, 
 And  writes  his  law  within  their  hearts. 
 
 4  When  thro'  temptation  they  rebel, 
 
 His  chaftening  rod  he  makes  them  feel  -, 
 
 Then  with  a  father's  tender  heart, 
 
 He  fooths  the  pain  and  heals  the  fmart. 
 
 5  Their  daily  wants  his  hands  fupply, 
 Their  fteps  he  guards  v/ith  watchful  eye, 
 Leads  them  from  earth  to  heaven  above, 
 And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 
 
 6  Have  I  the  honour,  Lord,  to  be 
 One  of  this  numerous  family  ? 
 On  me  thy  gracious  gift  bellow 
 To  call  my  God,  my  father  too. 
 
 7  So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove, 
 My  filial  piety  and  love  ; 
 AVhilit  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace, 
 Their  father's  image  in  my  face. 
 
 Stenxet. 
 
 ipgmn  CLXXXU.    Long    Metre, 
 
 Divine  Compaffion  to  Sinners.     ^ 
 
 '  N  » 
 
 OT  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men 
 Chrift  the  fon  of  God  appear ; 
 
HYMNS.  rc^ 
 
 No  Weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 
 No  flaming  fword  nor  thunder  there* 
 
 Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
 He  iov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well  5 
 He  lent  his  fan  to  bear  our  load 
 Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 
 
 Let  finners  hear  the  Saviour's  word,, 
 Truftin  his  mighty  name  and  live, 
 A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
 His  hands  a  thoufand  bieiTmgs  give. 
 
 I  "  Come  all  ye  weary,  fainting  fouls, 
 Ye  heavy  laden  finners  come  5  '  * 
 I'll  give  you  reft  from  all  your  toils, 
 And  lead  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 
 
 ;  "Ye  mall  find  reft  that  learn  of  me, 
 I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
 But  paUion  rages  like  the  feat, 
 And  pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  wind. 
 
 >  "  Blefs'd  is  the  mar;  whofe  moulders  take 
 My  yoke  and  bear  it  with  delight  5 
 My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 
 My  grace  mail  make  the  burden  light," 
 
 Jefus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
 With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal,, 
 Hefign  our  fpirits  to  thy  hand, 
 To  rule  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 
 
 Watts, 
 
i95  HYMNS. 
 
 iPZmn  CLXXXIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Sinai  and  Sion. 
 
 i   TVTOT  t0  ^e  terrors  of  the  Lord 
 Jl^    The  tempeft,  fire  and  fmoke, 
 Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
 Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke. 
 
 2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill 
 
 The  city  of  our  Gcd  ; 
 Where  milder  words  declare  his  will 
 And  fpread  his  love  abroad. 
 
 3  Behold  th'  innumerable  hoft 
 
 Of  angels  elcth'd  in  light  ! 
 Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  juft 
 Whofe  faith  is  turn'd  to  fight  f 
 
 4  Behold,  the  bled  afiembly  there, 
 
 Whofe  names  are  wrk  in  heaven  \ 
 And  God,  the  jud^e  of  all,  declares 
 Their  vileft  fins  forgiven. 
 
 5  The  faints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead 
 
 But  one  communion  make  ; 
 All  join  in  Chrifl  their  living  head 
 And  of  his  grace  partake* 
 
H  Y  M  N  £>  un 
 
 &  In  fuch  fociety  as  this 
 
 My  weary  foul  would  reft  ; 
 The  man  that  dwells,  where  Jefus  is,. 
 Mud  be  forever  bleiL 
 
 Watts,- 
 
 pgtfin  CLXXXXV.   Common  Metre, 
 
 On  the  Death  cf  a  Minifier. 
 
 rOW  let  cur  drooping  hearts  revive, 
 And  a!!  §SJ*  tears  be  dry  ; 
 Why  fnould  thofe  eyes  oe  urcvn-'d  in  grie£ 
 Which  view  a  Saviour  ni 
 
 N 
 
 !T!"»    r 
 
 ;  What,  tho'  the  gloomy  tyrant  deatk 
 Doth  God7s  own  houfs  invade  ? 
 What,  tho*  the  prophet  and  the  prieft 
 Be  number'd  with  the  dead  ? 
 
 Tho'  earthly  fnepherus  dwell  m  duic, 
 The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
 
 The  watchful  eye  in  darknefs  clos'd  ; 
 And  mute  th'  mftructive  tongue  ; 
 
 Th'  eternal  fhepherd  ftill  furvives 
 
 New  comfort  to  impart, 
 His  hand  ftill  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
 
 -Still  animates  our  heart. 
 
 R   % 
 
198 
 
 HYMN  S. 
 
 5  "  Lo  I  am  with  you,"  faith  the  Lord, 
 
 «  My  church  (hall  fafe  abide  •, 
 For  I  will  ne'er  forfake  my  own, 
 "Whole  fouls  in  me  confide." 
 
 6  Thro'  every  fcene  of  life  and  death 
 
 This  promife  is  our  truft  5 
 And  this  (hall  be  our  children's  fong 
 When  we  are  laid  in  duft. 
 
 Doddridp 
 
 R>2r*m  CLSXXV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Tfo  InterceJJion  cf  Chr'tjl. 
 
 1  Ik  TOW  let  our  humble  faith  behold 
 _|_\j    Our  great  high  prieft  above, 
 And  celebrate  his  conftant  care 
 
 And  fympathetic  love. 
 
 2  Exalted  to  his  father's  throne, 
 
 With  matchlefs  honours  crown'd  j 
 And  Lord  of  all  th'  angelic  hoft 
 Who  wait,  the  throne  around  ; 
 
 3  The  names  of  all  the  faints  he  bears, 
 
 Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
 Nor  (hall  the  meaneft  faint  complain 
 That  he  hath  loft  his  part.   - 
 
HYMNS.  iff. 
 
 Thofe  chara&ers  fhail  firm  remain 
 
 Our  everlafting  truil ; 
 When  gems,  and  monuments  and  crowns 
 
 Are  moulder'd  into  duft. 
 
 Doddridge,. 
 
 God's  Love  U  bis.  Church. 
 
 NOW  fnall  my  inward  joys  arife 
 And  burft  into  a  fong : 
 Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 
 And  p.leafures  tune  my  tongue. 
 
 ,  God,  on  his  thirfly  Sion  hill, 
 Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown. 
 And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
 To  mower  falvation  down* 
 
 Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears^ 
 
 Sufpicions  and  complaints  ? 
 Is  he  a  God  ?  and  Ihall  his  grace 
 
 Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 
 
 [  Can  a  kind  mother  e'er  forget 
 The  object  of  her  care  ? 
 Among  a  thoufand  tender  tho'ts, 
 Her  fuckling  have  no  mare  ? 
 
 ;  «  Yet  (faith  the  Lord  )  mould  nature  cfcangg 
 And  mothers  monfters  provea 
 
200  HYMNS. 
 
 Sion  flill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
 Of  everlafting  love. 
 
 6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
 I  have  engrav'd  her  name  ; 
 My  hands  mall  raife  her  ruin'd  walls. 
 And  build  her  broken  frame." 
 
 Watts, 
 
 $Bmn  CLXXXVIL     Long  Metre, 
 The  Glory  md  Grace  of  bhr$. 
 
 i   "XTOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  ! 
 JLNI    Awake  my  foul,  awake  my  tongue ; 
 Hofanna  to  th*  eternal  name, 
 And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim, 
 
 2  See  where  it  mines  in  Jems'  face, 
 The  brightefl  image  of  his  grace  j 
 God  in  the  perfon  of  his  fon 
 Has  all  his  nobleft  works  outdone. 
 
 3  The  fpacious  earth  and  fpreading  flood, 
 Proclaim  the  wife,  the  powerful  God  ; 
 And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
 Sparkle  in  every  rolling  flar. 
 
 \ 
 
 4  But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  mines, 
 Drawn  out  in  far  fuperior  lines 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  201 
 
 The  iudre  ox  redeeming  grace 
 6utfhin.es  the  beams  of  nature's  face. 
 
 Grace  !  tis  a  pure  eeleftial  theme, 
 Our  tho'ts  rejoice  at  Jefus'  name  ! 
 Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  found  5 
 Ye  heavens  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 
 
 O  may  we  reach  that  glorious  place 
 Where  we  fhall  fee  him  face  to  face  ;- 
 Where  all  his  faints  from  death  reitor'd, . 
 Shall  be  forever  with  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts,  varied,.. 
 
 mmtl  CLXXXVIII.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Glory  to  ehrlfi  our  Pneji  and.  Zing. 
 
 YOW  to  the  Lord  who  makes  us  know 
 The  wonders  of  his  dying  lovex 
 Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
 And  drains  of  nobler  praife  above. 
 
 Twashe  who  eleans'd  us  from  our  finss. 
 And  wafh'd  us  in  his  precious  blood  ; 
 'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priefls  and  kings3 
 And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
 
 To  Jefus?  our  atoning  prieffc. 
 To  Jefus^  our  eternal  king3 
 
202  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Be  univerfal  power  confefs'd, 
 And  every  tongue  his  glory  Ting. 
 
 4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes  I 
 And  every  eye  fhall  fee  him  move  ! 
 Tho'  with  our  fms  we  pierc'd  him  once 
 Then  he  difplays  his  pardoning  love* 
 
 5  The  unbelieving  world  mall  wail, 
 Wkiiit  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day  ; 
 Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
 Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 
 
 Watt 
 
 pvmtl  CLXXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Salvation  by  Grace. 
 
 1  "VTOW  t0  tne  power  of  Godfupreme 
 JlN     Be  everlafting  honours  given, 
 
 He  faves  from  fin,  we  blefs  his  name, 
 And  calls  our  wandering  feet  to  heav'n* 
 
 2  Not  for  our  duties  or  defer ts, 
 But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
 He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 
 And  forms  a  people  for  his  praife. 
 
 3  rTwas  his  own  purpofe  that  begun 
 To  refcue  finners  doom'd  to  die  ; 
 He  gave  us  grace  in  Chrift  his  fon^ 
 Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  fky. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.-  203 
 
 Jefus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  Iaft, 
 I  And  makes  his  father's  counfels  known  j 
 Declares  the  great  tranfa£tions  pad, 
 And  brings  immortal  bleilmgs  down. 
 
 He  dies,  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
 Did  all  the  powers  of  hell  deftroy  ; 
 Rifmg,  he  bro't  our  heaven  to  lights 
 And  took  poffeflion  of  the  joy. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 ij^gmn  CXC.     Commm  Metre. 
 
 Divine  Goodnefs  in  Ajfliiiions, 
 
 NOW  to  thy  heav'nly  father's  praife 
 My  heart,  thy  tribute  bring  ; 
 That  goodnefs  which  prolongs  my  days 
 With  grateful  pleafure  ling. 
 
 Whene'er  he  fends  afflicting  pains 
 
 His  mercy  holds  the  rod  ; 
 His  powerful  word,  the  heart  fuflains, 
 
 And  fpeaks  a  faithful  God. 
 
 A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh, 
 When  humble  grief  implores  \ 
 
 His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  figh, 
 He  pities  and  reftores. 
 
 My  grateful  foul  would  humbly  bring 
 Her  tribute  to  thy  throne  ; 
 
2o4  HYMNS. 
 
 Accept  the  wifh,  my  God,  my  King, 
 To  make  thy  goodnefs  known. 
 
 5  O  be  the  life  thy  hand  reflores 
 
 Devoted  to  thy  praife  ! 
 To  thee,  I  confecrate  my  powers, 
 To  thee,  my  future  days. 
 
 6  Thy  foul  enlivening  grace  impart, 
 
 A  warmer  love  infpire  ; 
 And  be  the  breathings  of  my  heart 
 Dependance  and  defire. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 !j)£mn  CXCI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Winter. 
 
 1  T^TCW  winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
 JL%I     Encircling  nature  round  : 
 
 How  bleak,  how  comfcrtlefs  the  plains. 
 With  verdure  lately  crown'd  ! 
 
 2  The  fun  withdraws  his  vital  beams 
 
 And  light  and  warmth  depart  ; 
 And  drooping,  lifelefs  nature  feems 
 An  emblem  cf  my  heart. 
 
 3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reign 5* 
 
 In  night's  dark  mantle  clad, 
 Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains 
 How  defolate  and  fad  ! 
 
M  Y  M  N  S.  fctj 
 
 t  E'ef  long  the  fun  with  genial  ray- 
 Shall  cheer  the  mourning  earth  ; 
 And  blooming  flowers  and  verdure  gay 
 Renew  their  annual  birth. 
 
 jj  So,  if  my  foul's  bright  fun  impart 
 His  all-enliv'ning  fmile, 
 The  vital  ray  mall  cheer  my  heart, 
 Till  then,  a  frozen  foil-. 
 
 6  Then  faith,  and  hope,  and  love,  mail  ri:C 
 Renew'd  to  lively  bloom, 
 And  breathe  accepted  to  the  Ikies 
 Their  humble,  fweet  perfume, 
 
 1  Great  fource  of  light,  thy  beams  difplay, 
 My  drooping  joys  reliore, 
 And  guide  me  to  the  feats  of  day 
 Where  winter  frowns  no  more* 
 
 Mrs.   Steele, 
 
 ■  IjJgmU    CXClI.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Charity. 
 
 1  /^\  CHARITY,  thou  heavenly  graces 
 \_J  All  tender,  foft  and  kind  ! 
 
 A  friend  to  all  the  human  race, 
 To  ail  that's  good  inclin'd  ! 
 
 2  The  man  of  charity  extends 
 
 To  all,  his  liberal  hand  ; 
 & 
 
zo6  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends 
 His  pity  may  command. 
 
 3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  diflrefs, 
 
 He  hears  when  they  complain, 
 With  tender  heart  delights  to  blefs, 
 AndlefTen  all  their  pain. 
 
 4  The  fick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 
 
 And  all  the  fons  of  grief, 
 In  him  a  benefactor  find, 
 He  loves  to  give  relief. 
 
 5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  fweet, 
 
 'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rife, 
 With  willing  mind  and  ardent  feet, 
 To  yonder  happy  ikies. 
 
 6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 
 
 And  charity  purfue, 
 Thus  mall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
 And  love  as  angels  do. 
 
 Proud, 
 
 J|)gmri   CXCIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Longing  for  Heaven. 
 
 1   f\  COULD  I  foar  to  worlds  above, 
 \_J  That  bleiTed  ftate  of  peace  and  love  f 
 How  gladly  would  I  mount  and  fly 
 
 •    On  angels'  wings  to  joys  on  high  ! 
 
K  Y  M  N  S.  207 
 
 But  ah,  dill  longer  muft  I  ftay, 
 Ere  darkfome  night  is  changed  to  day  ; 
 More  croffes,  forrows,  conflicts  bear, 
 Expos'd  to  trials,  pains  and  cave. 
 
 3  Well,  let  thefe  troubles  Hill  abound, 
 Let  thorns  and  briars  nil  the  ground  ; 
 Let  florins  and  tempefts  dreadful  come 
 Till  I  arrive  at  heaven  my  home. 
 
 4"  My  father  Isnqws  what  road  is  be$ 
 And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  reft  \ 
 To  him  I  cheerful  give  my  all* 
 Go  where  he  leads  and  wait  his  calh 
 
 t  When  he  commands  my  foul  away 
 Not  kingdoms  then  mall  tempt  my  (lay  ; 
 i  With  rapture  I  fhall  wake  and  rife 
 To  join  my  friends  above  the  fides. 
 
 1'R.OUD, 
 
 !pgmn    CXCIV,   Common  MiM. 
 
 The  univerfal  Extent  of  Chrijl's  Kiugdo  u. 
 
 1  ^"X'ER  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 
 \_J?  In  latter  days  mail  rile  y 
 
 Above  the  fummits  of  the  hills, 
 And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 
 
 2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
 
 All  tribes  and  tongues  fhall  flow ; 
 
2*3  HYMN  S. 
 
 Up  to  the  mount  of  God  they  fay, 
 And  to  his  houfe,  we'll  go. 
 
 3  The  beams  that  mine  from  Zion's  hill 
 
 Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
 The  king,  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towr's. 
 Shall  the  whole  world  command. 
 
 4  Among  the  nations  he  (hall  judge, 
 
 liis  judgments,  truth  mall  guide  •, 
 His  fceptre  lhall  protect  the  iuft, 
 And  cruih  the  Tinner's  pride. 
 
 5  No  war  (hall  rage,  nor  hoftile  ilrife, 
 
 Difturb  thofe  happy  years  ; 
 To  plough-fhares  men  mall  beat  their  fwords 
 To  pruning-hooks  their  fpears. 
 
 6  No  longer,  horts  encountering  holts. 
 
 Shall  crouds  of  flain  deplore  ; 
 They'll  lay  the  martial  trumpet  by 
 And  itudy  war  no  raor... 
 
 Scotch  Paraph  rafes. 
 
 ip)jmn  CXCV.-    Common  Metre. 
 
 Ohedier.ce  to  God  our  Father. 
 
 GOD,  my  Father,  I  adore 
 That  all-commanding  name  j 
 it  will  my  foul  to  life  reitore, 
 And  kindle  ail  my  flame, 
 
HYMNS,  2o9 
 
 l  Entire,  I  bow  at  thy  commands, 
 
 My  filial  homage  pay  ; 
 With  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
 Til  cheerfully  obey, 
 
 5  I'll  willfully  no  more  tranfgreis 
 As  I  too  oft  have  done  j 
 But  ev'ry  fmful  tho't  fupprefs,- 
 Each  fmful  action  fhun. 
 
 I  Each  day  I  live,  I'll  feek  with  care, 
 My  Father,  v/ell  to  pleafe, 
 And  in  this  courfe  will  perfeverc 
 By  thine  ailifting  grace. 
 
 ;  Thus  will  I  my  relation  claim, 
 And  call  myfelf  thy  fon, 
 And  whilit  I  bear  the  glorious  nahie, 
 My  father's  rights  will  own, 
 
 >  I  will  ;  but  thou  mud  flrerxrth  imoart 
 This  promife  to  fulfil  ; 
 Lord,  write  thy  law  upon  my  heart 
 That  I  may  do  thy  will. 
 
 ^mn  CXCVI.     Long   Metre. 
 
 Brofber'h  Love. 
 
 GOD,  our  md  our  King, 
 
 Of  all  we  '     ope,  the  fpflng 
 
210  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Send  down  thy  fpirit  from  above, 
 And  fill  our  hearts  with  holy  love. 
 
 2  May  we  from  every  acl  abftain, 
 
 That  hurts,  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain, 
 And  every  fecret  wifh  fupprefs, 
 That  would  abridge  his  happinefs. 
 
 3  Still  may  we  feel  our  hearts  inclin'd, 
 To  acL  the  friend  to  all  mankind  \ 
 Still  feek  their  fafety,  health  and  eafe, 
 Their  virtue  and  eternal  peace. 
 
 4  With  pity  may  our  bread  overflow, 
 "When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  woe  ; 
 And  bear  a  fympathifing  part 
 With  ail  who  are  of  heavy  heart. 
 
 5  Let  Ictvq  in  all  our  conduct  fhine, 
 An  image  fair,  tho'  faint  of  thine  ; 
 Thus  may  we  his  difcipies  prove 
 Who  came  to  manifeit  thy  love. 
 
 Salisbury  Col!ecn©a, 
 
 l)$mn  CXCVII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 TE  DRUM. 
 A  general  Hymn  of  Praife. 
 
 1    f\  G0] 
 
 ^OD,  we  praife  thee  and  confefs 
 That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  A         Ui 
 
 And  everlafting  father  art. 
 By  ail  the  earth  ador'd. 
 
 To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 
 To  thee  the  powers  on  high,, 
 
 Both  Cherubim  and  Seraphim, 
 Continually  do  cry, 
 
 O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
 
 "Whom  heavenly  hofts  obey, 
 The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
 
 Of  thy  majeftic  iway. 
 
 Th*  apoftles  glorious  company, 
 And  prophets  crown'd  with  light. 
 
 With  all  the  martyrs  noble  hoft, 
 Thy  condant  praife  recite. 
 
 The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world 
 
 O  Lord,  confeires  thee, 
 That  thou,  eternal  father  art3 
 
 Of  boundlefs  rnajefty. 
 
 Thy  honour'd  true  and  only  Son, 
 
 And  Holy  -Ghoft,  thffpring 
 Of  never  ceafing  joy  ;  O  Chrift, 
 
 Of  glory  thou  art  King, 
 
 Pat  a  i c*, 
 
212  HYMN  S. 
 
 Jpgmn  CXCVIII.    Long    Metre, 
 
 The  Glory  and  Safety  of  the  Church. 
 
 i    |^|  HAPPY  Church,  celeftial  bride, 
 \J  Thy  hufband  will  with  thee  refide, 
 With  matchlefs  glory  thou  fhalt  fhine 
 In  robes  of  honour  all  divine. 
 
 2  Silver  and  gold  her  happy  drefs, 
 
 Truth,  meeknefs,  love  and  righteoufnefs  \ 
 Holy  without  and  pure  within, 
 Free  from  the  guilt  of  reigning  fin. 
 
 3  Her  laws  and  doctrines  juft  and  right, 
 Her  priefts,  the  minifters  of  light  ; 
 Her  order  from  the  courts  above, 
 And  all  her  fervice  done  in  love. 
 
 4  Her  difcipline  is  from  the  word, 
 Her  head  and  ruler  is  the  Lord  ; 
 Her  fons  and  daughters  all  agree 
 And  live  in  peace  and  charity. 
 
 5  Her  journey  is  the  holy  way 
 Which  leads  to  everiafting  day, 
 And  her  eternal  fur,e  reward 
 
 A  crown  of  glory  with  the  Lord, 
 
 P*OV3&» 
 
HYMN  S.  213 
 
 Pymn  CXCIX.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Ways  of  Wifdom. 
 
 OH  APPY  is  the  man  who  hears 
 Inftruclion's  faithful  voice  \ 
 And  who,  ceieftial  wifdom  makes, 
 His  early,  only  choice. 
 
 Her  treafures  are  of  more  efleem 
 x  Than  eaft  or  wefc  unfold  ; 
 And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
 Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 
 
 In  her  right  hand  fhe  holds  to  view 
 .   A  length  of  happy  days  ; 
 Riches,  with  fplendid  honours  joinM, 
 Her  left  hand  full  difplays. 
 
 She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 
 
 In  pleafure's  paths  to  tread  j 
 A  crown  of  glory  fhe  bellows 
 
 Upon  the  hoary  head. 
 
 According  as  her  labours  rife 
 
 So  her  rewards  increafe  ; 
 Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleafantnefs, 
 
 And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrases, 
 
ZiA  HYMN  S. 
 
 Ugmn  cc.  cw^  a$#v, 
 
 2v//rf/  Suhmijjlcn. 
 
 1  ^X  LORD,  my  bed  defires  fulfil, 
 \  ^   And  help  me  to  refign 
 
 Life,  health  and  comfort  to  rhy  wl£i, 
 And  make  thy  pleafure  mine. 
 
 2  Vvrhy  mould  I  {brink  at  thy  command 
 
 Whofe  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
 Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
 That  vnpes  away  my  tcirs  ! 
 
 3  No,  ht  me  rather  freely  yield 
 
 What  moft  X  prize  to  thee  ; 
 Who  never  haft  a  gift  withheld, 
 Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 
 
 COWPER, 
 
 4  I  would  fubmit  to  all  thy  will 
 
 For  thou  art  good  and  wife  ; 
 Let  every  anxious  thought  be  itill 
 Nor  one  faint  murmur  rife. 
 
 5  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkeft  gloom 
 
 And  bid  me  wait  ferene  ; 
 Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom 
 And  brighten  all  the  fcene. 
 
HYMN  S.  215 
 
 My  father  !  O  permit  my  heart, 
 
 To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
 And  alt  the  blifs  thofe  words  impart, 
 
 In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele; 
 
 fy}>n\tl  CCI.      Common   Metre. 
 
 A      71 
 
 Morning  or  Evening  Hy?u?u 
 
 N  thee  each  morning,  O  my  Cod5 
 My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
 [n  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
 In  whom  my  wifhes  end. 
 
 |My  foul,  in  pleafing  v/onder  loft, 
 I    Thy  boundlefs  love  furveys, 
 And  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal  prepares 
 Her  facrifice  ofpraife. 
 
 When  evening  {lumbers  prefs  my  eyes, 
 '  "With  thy  protection  bleft, 
 Ln  peace  and  fafety  I  commit 
 My  weary  limbs  to  reft. 
 
 jVIy  fpirit  in  thy  hands  fecure 
 I    Fears  no  approaching  ill  ; 
 !?or  whether  waking  or  afleep 
 Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  ftill. 
 
ai6  H  Y  M  K  S* 
 
 5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world    * 
 
 Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim  ; 
 "Whilft  all  with  me  mall  praifes  fmg 
 And  blefs  thy  facred  name. 
 
 6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  Fll  (till 
 
 The  growing  work  purfue  ; 
 And  thee  alone  wilt  praife,  to  whom 
 Eternal  praife  is.  due. 
 
 Liverpool  Colledl 
 
 ijjgmn  CCII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Kefignatlo?!,  or  Good  out  of  Evil. 
 
 O  RESIGNATION,  heavenly  power. 
 Our  warmeft  thoughts  engage ; 
 Thou  art  the  fafeft  guide  of  youth, 
 The  fole  fupport  of  age. 
 
 f 
 
 2  Teach  us  the  hand  of  love  divine 
 In  evils  to  difcern  ; 
 'Tis  the  firft  lefibn  which  we  need 
 The  lateft  which  we  learn. 
 
 Is  refignation's  leffon  hard  ? 
 
 On  trial  we  fhall  find, 
 It  makes  us  give  up  nothing  more 
 
 Than  auguifh  of  the  mind. 
 
HYMNS.  s 
 
 4  Refign,  and  all  the  pain  of  life 
 
 That  -moment  we  remove  ; 
 The  heavy  load  of  grief  and  care 
 Devolves  on  one  above. 
 
 ^  He  bids  us  lay  our  burthen  down 
 On  his  almighty  hand  ; 
 Supports  our  feeble  frame,  and  makes 
 Our  weary  feet  to  ftand. 
 
 5  What  though  we're  fwallow'd  in  the  de?f  ? 
 
 And  billows  round  us  roar  ? 
 Like  Jrnah  thou  wilt  fafely  keep, 
 And  guide  us  to  the  more. 
 
 Thy  will  is  welcome,  let  it  wear 
 
 Its  moil  tremendous  form ; 
 Though  tempefts  rife,  we  know  that  £h6u 
 
 Canft  fave  us  by  the  florm. 
 
 You kg,  altered. 
 
 $)%mn  CCIII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Dejire  ttf  Communion  nuith  God, 
 
 1   f~^  THAT  I  knew  the  fecret  place 
 \_/  Where  I  might  find  my  God  I 
 I'd  fpread  my  wants  before  his  face 
 And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 
 
aiS  HYMN  5. 
 
 2  I'd  tell  him  how  my  fins  arife, 
 
 What  forrows  I  fuftain  •, 
 How  ftrength  decays  and  comfort  dies 
 And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 
 
 3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 
 
 To  wreftle  with  my  God  ; 
 I'd  plead  for  his  own  mercy's  fake, 
 And  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 
 
 4  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
 
 And  heal  my  broken  bones  ; 
 He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  faints^ 
 The  language  of  their  groans. 
 
 5  i\rife,  my  foul,  from  deep  diftrefs, 
 
 And  banifh  every  fear  ; 
 He  calls  me  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
 To  fpread  my  forrows  there. 
 
 WATT! 
 
 Ipgtnn   CCIV.     Long  Metre. 
 
 On  the  Dangerous  Skknefs  &fa  Minijler. 
 
 I    f~\  THOU,  before  whofe  gracious  throne 
 %^Jr  We  bow  our  fuppliant  fpirits  down  * 
 Thou  know'it  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
 And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 
 
HYMNS.  2 
 
 [  Thou  only  canfl  aiTuage  our  grief, 
 
 ;  And  give  our  forrowing  hearts  relief. 
 In  mercy  then,  thy  fervan't  fpare, 
 Nor  turn  afide  thy  people's  prayer. 
 - 
 
 g  Avert  thy  defolating  ftroke, 
 Nor  fmite  the  fnepherd  of  the  flock  y 
 Reitore  him,  finking  to  the  grave, 
 
 .  Stretch  out  thine  arm*  make  hafte  to  fave. 
 
 \[  Bound  to  each  foul  by  tender  ties* 
 
 !    In  every  heart  his  image  lies  -, 
 Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 
 Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart* 
 
 ;  But  if  our  fupplications  fail, 
 And  prayers  and  tears  cannot  prevail ! 
 Be  thou  his  ftrength,  be  thou  his  ftay5. 
 Support  him  thro'  the  gloomy  way* 
 
 >  Around  him  may  thy  angels  ftand, 
 "Waiting  the  fignal  of  thy  hand  5 
 To  bid  his  happy  fpirit  rife 
 And  bear  him  to  their  native  Ikies. 
 
 Rip  pom's  Colle&ios, 
 
 lljgmn  CCV.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Chrijiiatfs  Re/hlution*  founded  on  Jacob's  Fonv.. 
 Gen.  xxviii.  20. 
 
 OTHOU,  by  whofe  all-bounteous  han<*> 
 Thy  people  ftill  are  fed  j 
 
2Z9  HYMNS. 
 
 Who  thro*  life's  weary  pilgrimage, 
 Haft  all  our  fathers  led. 
 
 2  To  thee,  our  humble  vow  we  raife, 
 
 To  thee,  addrefs  our  prayer  ; 
 And  in  thy  kind,  and  faithful  hand, 
 Depofic  all  our  care. 
 
 3  If  thou,  thro'  each  perplexing  path, 
 
 Wilt  be  our  conltant  guide  ; 
 If  thou  wilt  daily  food  iupply, 
 And  raiment  wilt  provide  ; 
 
 4  If  thou  wilt  fpread  -thy  fhield  around, 
 
 Till  fill  our  wand'rings  ceafe  \ 
 And  at  our  father's  fafe  abode 
 Our  fouls  arrive  in  peace  5 
 
 To  thee,  as  to  our  cov'nant  God, 
 Ourfelves  we  will  refign  ; 
 
 And  count  that  all  on  earth  we  have, 
 And  e'en  our  life  is  thine. 
 
 tygmn   CCVI.   Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Contrite  Heart. 
 
 QTHOU,  whofe  tender  mercy  hears 
 Contrition's  humble  figh," 
 fe  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
 From  forrow's  weeping  eye. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  22t 
 
 2  See  !  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
 A  wretched  wanderer  mourn, 
 Hail  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face  ? 
 Haft  thou  not  laid,  return  ? 
 
 3.  And  mail  my  guilty  fears  prevail* 
 To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
 O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail^, 
 This  only  fafe  retreat. 
 
 $  Abfent  from  thee;  my  guide,  my  ligh^ 
 Without  one  cheering  ray,  . 
 Thro'  dangers,  fears  and  gloomy  night* 
 How  defolate  my  way  I 
 
 j  O  fhine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
 With  beams  of  mercy  mine  5 
 And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
 A  tafte  of  joys  divine. 
 
 i  Thy  prefence  only  can  beftow,. 
 Delights  which  never  cloy  j 
 Be  this  my  comfort  here  below^ 
 And  my  eternal  joy. 
 
 Mrs.  Ste-els* 
 
 -  fiJgmn  CCYII.    Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Importance  of  Time* 
 
 O 
 
 TIME3  how  few  thy  value  weigh. 
 How  few  will  eftimate  a  dav  I 
 T  2 
 
II  Y  M  N  S, 
 
 Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on, 
 The*  foul  negle&ed  and  uadone. 
 
 2  In  painful  cares  or  empty  joys 
 
 Our  life  its  precious  hours  deilroys  ; 
 Whilft  death  ftands  watching  at  our  fide, 
 Eager  to  (top  the  living  tide. 
 
 3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
 Your  maker  gave  you  here  a  place  ? 
 Was  it  for  this,  his  thought  defign'd 
 The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 
 
 4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  fublime, 
 He  f afhioned  all  the  fons  of  time  ; 
 Pilgrims  on  earth,  but  foon  to  be 
 The  heirs  of  immortality. 
 
 5  This  feafon  of  your  being,  know, 
 Is  given  to  you,  your  feeds  to  fow  ; 
 Wifdom  and  folly's  differing  grain 
 In  future  worlds  is  blifs  and  paim 
 
 6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 
 Idle  or  bufy  fearch  it  through  ; 
 And  whilft  probation's  minutes  lafr. 
 Let  every  day  amend  the  paft. 
 
H  Y  Ivl  N  S. 
 |)gmn  CCVIII.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Prudence. 
 
 O'TIS  a  lovely  thing  to  fee, 
 A  man  of  prudent  heart  ! 
 Whofe  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agreex 
 To  a&  a  ufeful  part. 
 
 When  envy,  ftrife  and  wars  begin 
 
 In  little  angry  fouls  ; 
 Mark  how  the  fons  of  peace  come  in. 
 
 And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 
 
 Their  minds  are  humble,  mild  and  meek3 
 
 Nor  does  their  anger  rife  ; 
 Nor  paffion  moves  their  lips  to  fpeak, 
 
 Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 
 
 Their  lives  are  prudence  mix?d  with  iove, 
 Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
 
 They  join  the  ferpent  with  the  dove, 
 But  cait  the  firing  away. 
 
 Such  was  the  faviour  of  mankind, 
 
 Such  pleafures  he  puriVd  ; 
 His  manners  gentle  #nd  rehn'd. 
 
 His  foul  divinely  good, 
 
224  „     H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 fpt?mn   CCIX.     Long    Metrs. 
 
 Importunate  Prayer.    "  Ajk  and  ye Jh  all  receive?' 
 Matt,  vii,  7.  &c. 
 
 UR  father,  throrv  d  above  the  fky, 
 To  thee,  our  empty  hands  we  fpread 
 Thy  children,  at  thy  footftool  lie, 
 And  afk  thy  bleilings  on  their  head. 
 
 2  Let  mercy  all  our  fins  difpel, 
 As  clouds  before  the  folar  beam, 
 
 Our  fouls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
 To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 
 
 3  With  cheerful  hope  and  filial  fear, 
 In  that  augurl  and  precious  name, 
 By  thee  ordain'd,  we  now  draw  near, 
 And  would  the  promis'd  blefTing  claim, 
 
 4,  Does  not  an  earthly  parent  hear 
 The  cravings  of  his  famifti'd  fon  ? 
 "Will  he  reject  the  filial  prayer, 
 Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  Itone  ? 
 
 5  Our  heavenly  father,  how  much  more 
 Will  thy  divine  companions  rife  •, 
 And  open  thy  unboi    ded  ftqre 
 To  fatisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 
 
 <$  Yes  we  will  afk,  and  feek  and  prefs 
 For  gracious  audience  to  thy  feat5 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 Still  hoping,  waiting  for  fuccefsa 
 If  perfevering  to  intreat. 
 
 For  Jefus  in  his  faithful  word 
 The  patient  fupplicant  has  blefs'd, 
 And  all  thy  faints  with  one  accord 
 The  prevalence  of  prayer  atteft. 
 
 Scot 
 
 i^gmn  CCX.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Communion  with  God  and  Chrijt. 
 
 UR  heavenly  Father  calls. 
 And  Chrift  invites  us  near  ; 
 With  both,  our  friendfhip  fhall  be  fweet 
 And  our  communion  dear. 
 
 God  pities  all  my  griefs, 
 He  pardons  every  day  , 
 Almighty  to  protect  my  foul, 
 And  wife  to  guide  my  way. 
 
 How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 
 What  various  ftores  of  good,. 
 Diffus'd  from  my  redeemer's  hands 
 And  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 
 
 Jefus,  my  living  head, 
 I  blefs  thv  faithful  care, 
 M.y  advocate,  before  the  throne, 
 And  my  fore-runner  there. 
 
226  HYINa 
 
 5       Here  fix,  my  roving  heart, 
 Here  wait,  my  warmeft  love  ; 
 Till  the  communion  be  complete, 
 In  nobler  fcenes  above. 
 
 D0DDRI3G2 
 
 8>gmn  CCXI.    Hallelujah  Metre, 
 
 o 
 
 Chrijlfeen  ofAtigels. 
 YE  immortal  throng, 
 
 Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
 Join  with  our  feeble  fong, 
 And  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 
 
 On  earth  ye  knew,     His  wondrous  grace  ; 
 
 His  radiant  face,         In  heaven  ye  view. 
 
 Ye  faw  the  heav'n-born  child, 
 
 In  human  flefh  array'd  ; 
 
 How  innocent  and  mild, 
 
 When  in  the  manger  laid  ! 
 And  praife  to  God,      And  peace  on  earth, 
 For  fuch  a  birth,  Proclaim' d  aloud. 
 
 Ye  in  the  wildernefs, 
 
 Beheld  the  tempter  fpoiFd, 
 
 Well  known  in  every  drefs, 
 
 In  every  combat  foil'd  •, 
 Ye  join'd  to  crown,       The  vicious  head, 
 When  Satan  fled,         Before  his  frown, 
 
HYMNS.  227 
 
 Ye  kept  a  filent  guard, 
 
 Around  his  fleeping  head  ; 
 
 Till  the  bright  morn  appear'd, 
 
 Which  wak'd  him  from  the  dead. 
 •Then  rolPd  the  ftone,     And  all  ador'd, 
 Your  fifing  Lord,  With  joy  unknown. 
 
 When  all  array'd  in  light, 
 
 The  fhining  conqueror  rode  5 
 
 Ye  haiPd  his  rapt'rous  flight, 
 
 Up  to  the  throne  of  God. 
 And  wav'd  around,         Y  our  ardent  wings. 
 And  tun'd  your  firings,  Of  nobteft  found. 
 
 The  warbling  notes  purfue, 
 
 And  louder  anthems  rails  5 
 
 Whilfl  mortals  found  with  you, 
 
 Their  own  redeemer's  praife. 
 \  And  thou,  my  foul,       With  equal  flame, 
 1  Hi&  praife  proclaim,     Whilft  ages  roll. 
 
 Doddridge  altered* 
 
 Ipgmn    CCXII.     Long    Metre. 
 
 Patience. 
 
 PATIENCE,  O  what  a  grace  divine, 
 Sent  from  the  God  of  peace  and  love  ; 
 That  leans  upon  its  father's  hand, 
 As  thro*  the  wilds  of  life  we  rore, 
 
28S  HYMN  S, 
 
 2  By  patience  we  ferenely  bear 
 The  tf  oubles  of  our  mortal  ftate ; 
 And  wait  contented  our  difcharge 
 Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 
 
 3  Tho*  we  in  full  fenfation  feel, 
 The  weight,  the  wounds  our  God  ordains  ; 
 We  mule  amidft  our  heavier!  woes 
 
 And  triumph  in  our  fharpefl  pains. 
 
 4  O  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 
 And  arm  with  fortitude  the  bread  ; 
 Till  life's  tumultuous  voyage  is  o'er 
 We  reach  the  port,  of  endlefs  reft. 
 
 5  Faith  into  vifion  ihall  be  brought, 
 Hope  Ihall  in  full  enjoyment  die  ; 
 And  patience  in  pofleffion  end 
 
 In  the  bright  world  of  blifs  on  high. 
 
 RippON^sCollevftioi 
 
 ipglltn   CCXIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Peace  and  Confdatlon  of  a  Ckrijiiem, 
 
 t  TJE  ACE,  all  ye  forrows  of  the  heart, 
 J£     And  every  tear  be  dry, 
 The  chriftian  ne'er  can  be  forlorn 
 Who  views  his  Saviour  nigh. 
 
-     H  Y  M  N  S.  22f. 
 
 «  Let  not  your  forrows  rife,"  Jbfi  fays, 
 
 "  Nor  be  your  fouls  afraid  : 
 Struft  in  your  God's  almighty  name, 
 
 And  trull  your  Saviour's  aid. 
 
 "  Fair  manfions  in  my  father's  houfe 
 
 For  all  his  children  wait ; 
 And  I  your  elder  brother  go 
 
 «  And  if  I  thither  go  before, 
 
 A  dwelling  to  prepare  ; 
 I  furely  will  return  again 
 
 That  I  may  fix  you  there, 
 
 «  United  in  eternal' love, 
 
 Mv  people  fhall  remain. 
 And  with  rejoicing  heart  ihall  iliars 
 
 The  glories  of  my  reign." 
 
 '  Thy  gracious  words,  O  Lord,  we  hear, 
 And  cordial  jays  they  bring  ; 
 Frail  nature  -may  extort  a  groan, 
 But  Death  has  left  its  (ling. 
 
 Doddridge, 
 
 fygnm  CCXIV.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Submffion  to  afflictive  Providence. 
 
 P 
 
 EACE,  my  complaining,  doubting  heart? 
 Ye  bufy  cares  be  ftill  \ 
 U 
 
•i3c  II  Y  :M  H 
 
 Adore  the  juft,  the  fovereign  Lord, 
 Mor  murmur  at  his  will. 
 
 2  Unerring  wifdom  guides  his  hand  ; 
 
 Nor  dares  my  guilty  fear 
 Amfdfl  the  {harpeft  pains  I  feel, 
 Pronounce  his  hand  ievere. 
 
 3  To  foften  every  painful  ftroke 
 
 Indulgent  mercy  bends  ; 
 
 And  unrepining  when  I  plead, 
 
 His  gracious  ear  attends. 
 
 4  Let  me  reflect  with  humble  awe 
 
 Whene'er  my  heart  complains  ; 
 Compar'd  with  what  my  fins  deierve 
 How  eafy  are  my  pains  ! 
 
 5  Great  fov'reign  Lord  I  own  thy  hand, 
 
 Thou  jufh  and  .wife  and  kind  ; 
 Be  every  anxious  tho't  fupprefs'd, 
 And  all  my  foul  refigri'd. 
 
 6  From  evil,  thou  wilt  good  produce 
 
 And  light  from  darkneis  raife  ; 
 Thus  thou  wilt  change  my  grief  to  joy, 
 And  turn  my  tears  to  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele,  with  addition, 
 
 !p£nin   CCXV.    Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Trials  of  Virtue, 
 
 P 
 
 LACT)  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
 Li  fe*s  opeuin^  icene  iurvey'd  ; 
 
HYMNS. 
 
 I  view'd  its  ills  of  various  kinds 
 Afflicted  and  afraid. 
 
 2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  mov?d 
 
 That  virtue's  path  inclofe  ; 
 My  heart  the  wife  purfuit -approved, 
 But  o|i,  what  toils  oppofe  ! 
 
 3  For  fee,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways. 
 
 With  doubtful  ftep  I  tread  ! 
 A  hoftile  world  its  terrors  raife3 
 Its  fnares  delufive  fpread. 
 
 4  O  how  fhalr  I  with  heart  prepared' 
 
 Thofe  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 
 How  from  the  thoufand  fnares  to  guard 
 My  inexperienced  feet  ? 
 
 5  Let  faith  fupprefs  each  rifing  fear, 
 
 Each  anxious  doubt  exclude.; 
 My  maker's  wilHias  plac'd  me  here,     - 
 A  maker  wile  apd  good. 
 
 6  He  to  my  ev'ry  trial  knows 
 Its  juil  reflraint  to  give  , 
 
 Attentive  to  behold  my  woes. 
 And  faithful  to  relieve. 
 
 j  Then  why  thus  heavy,  O  my  foul  ? 
 Say,  why  diftruftful  Hill, 
 Thy  tho'ts  with  vain  impatience  roll 
 O'er  fcenes  of  future  ill.  I 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 8  The'  griefs  unnumbci'd  throng  thee  round 
 Still  in  thy  God  confide  •, 
 Whofe  finger  marks  the  feas  their  bound, 
 And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 
 
 Merrick, 
 
 Iptunn    CCXVL    Severn   Metre. 
 
 Prqife  in  Profperity  and  Adverfjy. 
 
 <   -|-|RAISEto  God,  immortal  praife, 
 ir     For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days, 
 Bounteous  fource  of  every  joy, 
 Let  thy  praife  our  fongs  employ. 
 
 2  For  the  tleiTmgs  of  the  field, 
 For  the  (lores  the  gardens  yield, 
 Fot  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
 For  the  generous  olive's  ufe. 
 
 3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
 YcUow  (heaves  of  rlpen'd  grain, 
 Clouds  that  drop  their  fattening  jdews, 
 Suns  that  temperate  warmth  diffuse  •, 
 
 4  All  that  ipring  wi&  bounteous  hand 
 Scatters  o'er  tht  fmiling  land  : 
 
 All  that  liberal  autumn  pours  ■ 
 From  he*  rich  o'erilowing  ftores. 
 
 e  Thefe  to  thee  our  God,  we  owe, 
 Source,  whence  all  our  Hefiings  fiotf* 
 
 id  for  thefe  our  fouls  fhall  raifc 
 Grateful  vqws  and  folemn  praift. 
 
HYMNS,  23J 
 
 6  Yet  mould  riling  whirlwinds  tear 
 From  its  ftem,  the  opening  ear  ; 
 Should  the  fig-tree's  Wafted  fhoot 
 Drop  its  green  untimely  fruit  5 
 
 7  Should  the  vine  put  forth  no  more 
 Nor  the  olive  yield  her  flore  ; 
 Tho'  thefickening  flocks  mould  fall 
 And  the  herds  defert  the  flail ; 
 
 8  Yet  to  thee  our  fouls  mall  raife 
 
 f  Grateful  vows  and  folemn  praife  ;■, 
 And  when  every  blemng's  flown 
 Love  thee,  for  thyfelf  alone. 
 
 Mrs.  Ba-reauld-. 
 
 Ipglim  CCXVII.       Long   Metre. 
 
 The  Old  and  Ns-vj  Creation. 
 
 1   "TJ RAISE  to  the  Lord  of  boundlefs  might* 
 J^  With  uncreated  glories  bright  ; 
 His  prefence  fills  the  world'  above 
 Th'  eternal  fource  of  light  and  love. 
 
 %  This  riiing  earth  his  eye  beheld, 
 When  in  fubftantijd  darknefs  veil'd  ;, 
 The  fhapelefs  chaos,  nature's  womb, 
 Lay  buried  in  eternal  gloom. 
 
 3  «  Let  there  be  light,"  Jehovah  faid> 
 And  light  o'er  all  its  face  was  fpre-ad  3. 
 
234  H  Y  M  N  S.    - 
 
 The  world  array'd  in  charms  unknown 
 "With  all  its  new-born  luftre  fhone. 
 
 i  4  Ke  fees  the  mind,  obfcur'd  within 
 The  {hades  of  ignorance  and  fin  ; 
 And  darts  from  heav'n  a  vital  ray 
 That  changes  darknefs  into  day. 
 
 5  Shine,  mighty  God.  with  vigour  mine 
 On  this  benighted  heart  of  mine  $ 
 And  let  thy  glories  ftand  reveal'd 
 
 As  in  the  Saviour's  face  beheld. 
 
 6  My  foul,  reviv'd  by  heav'n-bcrn  day, 
 Thy  radiant  image  fliall  difpiay, 
 "Whiiil  all  my  faculties  unite 
 
 To  praiie  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 
 
 $gthn  CCXVIII.  Skert    Metre. 
 
 'ire  Grace  of  God  in  Chrij}. 
 
 RAISE  your  triumphant  fongs 
 To  an  immortal  tune  % 
 Let  the  wide  earth  refcund  the  deed? 
 Cefeftial  grace  hath  done. 
 
 Sing  how  eternal  icve 
 Its  chief  beloved  chofe, 
 And  bade  him  raifc  our  fmfulracc 
 From  their  abyfs  of  woes, 
 
HYM  N;Sj 
 
 His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
 Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
 No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
 To  fiercer  flames  below. 
 
 But  mercy  fill'd  the  throne 
 Of  the  eternal  Iky, 
 When  Chrift  was  fent  with  pardon  down 
 To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 
 
 Now,  iinners,  dry  your  te: 
 Let  hopelefs  forrow  ceafe  \ 
 Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  love 
 And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 
 
 Lord  we  obey  thy  call, 
 We  lay  an  humble  claim, 
 To  the  falvation  thou  haft. .wrought, 
 And  love  and  praife  thy  name. 
 
 l)]mn  CCXIX.     Common  Metre, 
 
 For  a  Nen.v  Tear* 
 
 13  EM  ARK,  my  foul,  the  narrow  bounds 
 \^  Of  the  revolving  year  ; 
 How  iwift  the  weeks  complete  their  round  < 
 How  fliort  the  months  appear  I 
 
 So  fait,  eternity  comes  on, 
 And  that  important  day  ; 
 
236  HYMN  S. 
 
 When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
 God's  judgment  (hall  furvey. 
 
 3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pafs, 
 
 The  fwift  advancing  year  ; 
 And  ftudy  artful  ways  t'increafe 
 The  fpeed  of  its  career. 
 
 4  Wakep,  O  God,  my  carelefs  heart, ; 
 
 Its  great  concern  to  fee  ; 
 That  I  may  act  the  chriftian  part, 
 And  give  the  year  to  thee. 
 
 5-  So  fnall  their  courfe  more  grateful  roll, 
 If  future  years  arife  ; 
 Or  this  fhall  bear  my  waiting  foul, . 
 To  joy  beyond  the  fides. 
 
 DOEDRXDGl 
 
 ifetmm   CCXX.      Common  Metre. 
 
 Salvation. 
 
 1  s 
 
 ALVATION !  O  mebdious  found 
 To  wretched  dying  men  ! 
 Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds 
 And  leads  to  God  again  ! 
 
 2  Refcu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 
 From  darknefs,  fire  find  chains  •, 
 Rais'd  to  a  paradife  of  blifs 
 Where  love  with  glory  reigns  ! 
 
HYMN  S.  11 
 
 ■But  O,  may  a  degenerate  foul, 
 
 Sinful  and  weak  as  mine, 
 Prefume  to  raife  a  trembling  eye> 
 To  bleflings  io  divine  ? 
 
 i  The  luftre  of  fo  bright  a  fcene 
 
 My  feeble  heart  overbears  j 
 :And  unbelief  almoft  perverts 
 
 The  promife  into  tears. 
 
 My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine* 
 
 Thefe  dying  hopes  can  raife  \ 
 I  Speak  thy  Salvation  to  my  foul, 
 
 And  turn  my  tears  to  praife, 
 
 Mv  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice, 
 
 T  -  anfpoKed  fhall  proclaim  j 
 And  call  on  all  th'  angelic  harps, 
 
 To  found  thy  glorious  name. 
 
 DOEDRIDGE, 
 
 ipyinn    CCXXI.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Chriji-s  Regard  to  little  Children, 
 
 SEE,  Ifrael's  gentle  fhepherd  ftand, 
 With  all  engaging  charms  ! 
 Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs. 
 And  takes  them  in  his  arms  ! 
 
 "  Permit  them  to  approach,  (he  cries,) 
 Nor  fcorn  their  humble  same  5 
 
23$  HYMN  & 
 
 It  was  to  blefs  fuch  fouls  as  thefe 
 The  Lord  of  angels  came." 
 
 3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts* 
 
 And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
 R.ejoic'd  that  we  ourfelves  are  thine. 
 Thine,  let  our  offspring  be. 
 
 4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleafure  hear ;. 
 
 Ye  children,  feek  his  face  ; 
 And  fly  with  tranfportto  receive 
 The  bleiiings  of  his  <n-ace. 
 
 5  If  Orphans  they  are  left  behind, 
 
 Thy  guardian  care  we  truft  •, 
 That  tho-  f  fhall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts 
 When  weeping  o'er  their  dull. 
 
 DODDRIDi 
 
 jpgmn    CCXXII.     Short  Metre. 
 
 Chnjlihe  WifdunofGod. 
 
 1  £<  HALL  wifdom  cry  aloud, 
 
 ^3  And  not  her  fpeech  be  heard  ? 
 'The  v.oice  of  God's  eternal  word,, 
 Deferve6  it  no  regard  ? 
 
 2  I  was  his  chief  delight 
 His  everlafting  Son, 
 
 Before  the  firft  of  all  his  works- 
 Creation  was  begun. 
 
HYMN  S.  %i9 
 
 Before  the  flying  clouds, 
 Before  the  ibiid  land  ; 
 Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
 I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 
 
 When  he  adorn'd  the  fides, 
 And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
 ro  order  when  the  fun  ihould  rife, 
 And  marfhall  every  ftar. 
 
 When  he  pour'd  cut  the  fea, 
 And  fpread  the  flowing  deep  ; 
 [  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
 In  its  own  bounds  to  keep* 
 
 Upon  the  empty  air, 
 The  earth  was  balanc'd  well  j 
 vVith  joy  I  faw  the  manfion  where 
 The  fons  of  men  fhould  dwell. 
 
 My  bufy  tho'ts  at  fir  ft 
 On  their  falvation  ran  ; 
 /re  fin  appear'd,  or  Adam's  duff, 
 Was  fafhion'd  to  a  man, 
 
 Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 
 Ye  children,  and  be  wife  ; 
 [appy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
 The  man  that  fhuns  them  dies. 
 
 Watts, 
 
240  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 ipgmn   CCXXIII.    Common  Aktstl 
 
 The  Nativity  rfChriJ}. 
 
 I   "QHEPHERPS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eye* 
 )^5   And  fend  your  fears  away  ; 
 News  from  the  region  of  the  fkies, 
 Salvation's  born  to  day. 
 
 5  "The  Son  of  God,  whom  angels. fear, 
 Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you, 
 To  day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
 But  not  as  monarchy  do. 
 
 3  «  No  gold  nor  purple  fwaddling  bands, 
 
 Nor  royal  mining  things  •, 
 A  manger  for  his  cradle  itands> 
 And  holds  the  King  of  Kings. 
 
 4  «  Go,  fhepherds,  where  the  infant  lies 
 
 And  fee  his  humble  throne ; 
 
 With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
 
 Go,  fhepherds,  kifs  the  son." 
 
 5  Thus  Gabriel  fang,  and  ftrait  around 
 
 The  heavenly  armies  throng, 
 They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  found, 
 And  thus  conclude  the  fong/ 
 
 6  "  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 
 
 Let  peace  furround  the  earth  *, 
 Mortals  lhall  know  their  maker's  love, 
 At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 
 
HYMNS.  241 
 
 ;  Ijord,  (hall  the  angels  have  their  fcng§, 
 
 And  men  no  tunes  to  raife  ? 
 I  O  may  we  lofe  thefe  ufelefs  tongues, 
 
 When  they  forget  to  praife. 
 
 Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
 
 Who  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
 We  join  to  fmg  our  maker's  love, 
 
 For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 
 
 Watts-. 
 
 Ipl>trm    CCXXIV.    Lmg  Metre.  . 
 
 aith  in  Gzdln  a  Time  ofBijirefs* — Ksbakd:,  iii.  17, 18; 
 
 SHOULD  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field, 
 Extend  her  defolating  reign  ; 
 Nor  fpring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
 Nor  autumn  fwell  the  ripening  grain. 
 
 Should  lowing  beards  and  bleating  fheep 
 Around  their  faminVd  mailer  die; ; 
 
 And  hope  itfelf  expiring  weep, 
 
 Whilft  life  deplores  its  kit  fupply.  . 
 
 Amidil  the  dark,  the  deathful  fcene, 
 
 If  I  can  fay,  the  Lord  is  mine  ; 
 The  joy  mall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
 
 And  glory  dawn,  tho'  life  decline. 
 
 The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 
 My  nobler  life  he  will  fuflain  ; 
 
£42  II  Y  M  N  $, 
 
 His  word  immortal  vigour  gives, 
 Nor  mail  my  hope  or  truft  be  vain. 
 
 5  Thy  prefence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart  j 
 Tho*  every  earthly  comfort  die  ; 
 Thy  love  can  bid  my  pain  depart, 
 And  raife  my  facred  pleafures  high* 
 
 $  O  let  me  hear  thy  blifsful  voice, 
 Infpiring  life  and  joys  divine, 
 The  barren  defart  ihall  rejoice, 
 'Tis  paradife  if  thou  be  mine. 
 
 Mrs.  STEELE; 
 
 E)gmn   CCXXV.,    Common   Metre. 
 
 Chrijl  the  Supreme  Beauty. — Ifaiah,  xxxiii  17.. 
 
 t    C^  HOULD  nature's  charms  to  pleafe  the  eye, 
 
 £3  ^n  fweet  aflemblage  join, 
 I    All  nature's  charms  would  droop  and  die, 
 Jefus,  compar'd  with  thine. 
 
 Vain  were  her  faireft  beams  difplay'd, 
 
 And  vain  her  blooming  More  ; 
 Her  brightnefs  hnguifhes  to  (hade. 
 
 Her  beauty  is  no  more. 
 
 But  ah,  how  far  from  mortal  fight. 
 
 The  Lord  of  glory  dwells  ! 
 A  veil  of  interpofmg  night, 
 
 His  radiant  face  conceals* 
 
II  Y  M  N  S,  ■    Hi 
 
 4.  O  could  my  longing  fpirit  rife 
 On  ftrong  immortal  wing  ; 
 And  reach  thy  palace  in  the  Ikies, 
 My  Saviour  and  my  King  ! 
 
 5  There  thoufands  worihip  at  thy  fee% 
 
 And  there,  (divine  employ  !) 
 The  triumphs  of  thy  love  repeat, 
 In  fongs  of  endiefs  joy. 
 
 6  Thy  prefence  beams  eternal  day 
 
 O'er  all  the  bJifsful  place  ; 
 Who  would  not  drop  this  load  of  clay, 
 And  die  to  fee  thy  face  ? 
 
 Mrs.  Steele 
 
 pvmn     CCXXVL    Lang     Metre. 
 
 Faith  in  Cod's  Na?j£s* 
 
 1  O  ING  to  the  Lord,  who  lead  prcc!a:ms3 
 ^3   His  various  and  his  faving  names  -3 
 
 O  may  they  not  be  heard  alcne_. 
 But  by  our  fure  experience  known. 
 
 2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador  d3 
 Th'  eternal,  ail  fumcient  Lord  ; 
 
 He  thro'  the  world  rnoft  high  confefs'd, 
 By  whom 'twas  form'd  and  is  pciTeiVd.'    . 
 
 3  Awake,  cur  nobleft  powers  to  blefs, 
 The  God  of  Abr'ham,  God  of  peace  ; 
 
x4  i  H  Y  M  N-  S. 
 
 Now  by  a  dearer  title  known, 
 Father  and  God  of  Chrift  his  fom. 
 
 4  Thro'  every  age,  his  gracious  ear 
 *  Is  open  to  his  fervaftts'  prayer  ;  * 
 
 Ner  can  one  humble  foul  complain 
 That  he  hath  fought  his  God  in  vain. 
 
 5  What  unbelieving  heart  fhall  dare 
 In  whifpers  to  fugged  a  rear  ? 
 While  ftill  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
 The  fame  his  power,  his  lov^  die  fame, 
 
 6  To  thee,  cur  fouls  in  faith  arife, 
 To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes  ; 
 And  boldly  thro'  the  defart  tread, 
 
 For  God  will  guard,  where  God  fhall  lead. 
 
 Doddridge. 
 
 fpgmn  CCXXVII.   Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Brazen  Serpent. 
 
 'S 
 
 O  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raift 
 The  brazen  ferpent  high  ; 
 The  wounded  felt  immediate  eafe, 
 The  fick  forbore  to  die. 
 
 2  "  Look  upward  in  th'  expiring  hour 
 
 And  live,"  the  prcphet  cries  , 
 
 But  Chrift  performs  a  -nobler  cure., 
 
 When  Faith  lifts  up-  her  eyes. 
 
HYMNS.  245 
 
 j  High  on  the  crofs,  the  Saviour  hung, 
 High  in  the  heavens  he  reigns  ; 
 Here  (inners  by  the  ferpent  flung 
 Look  and  forget  their  pains. 
 
 I-  When  God's  own  ion  is  lifted  up, 
 
 A  dying  world  revives  ; 
 .   The  Jew  beholds  the  bleiTed  hope, 
 
 Th*  expiring  Gentile  lives.. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 -fy%ti\n    CCXXVIII.    Long  Metre, 
 
 On  the  Death  of  a  Child, 
 
 SO  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flower,.,    ' 
 Frail,  fmiling  iblace  of  an  hour  j. 
 So  loon  our  traniient  comforts  flv,. 
 And  pleafure  only  blooms  to  die  i 
 
 To  certain  trouble  we  are  born, 
 Hope  to  rejoice,  but  fure  to  mourn  55 
 Ah  wretched  effort  !  fad  relief  I 
 To  plead  necemty  of  grief  ! 
 
 Is  there  no  kind,  no  leniewt  art 
 To  heal  the  anguim  of  the  heart  ?■' 
 To  eafe  the  heavy  load  of  care 
 Which  nature  muft,  but  dreads  to  bearf' 
 
 Can  reafon's  dictates  be  obey'd  ? 
 Too  weak,  alas,  her  ftrongeit  aid4- 
 W  2   ~ 
 
246  HYMNS. 
 
 O  let  religion  then  be  nigh, 
 Her  confolations  never  die. 
 
 5  Her  powerful  aid  fupports  the  foul, 
 And  nature  owns  her  kind  control ; 
 Whilit  (he  unfolds  the  facred  page, 
 Our  nerceft  griefs  refign  their  rage- 
 
 6  Then  gentle  patience  fmiles  on  pain, 
 And  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 
 Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  forrow's  eye, 
 And  faith  points  upward  to  the  Iky. 
 
 7  The  promife  guides  her  ardent  flight, 
 And  joys,  unknown  to  fenfe,  invite, 
 Thofe  blifsful  regions  to  explore, 
 Where  pleafure  blooms,  to  fade  no  more. 
 
 Mrs.   Steeli. 
 
 •    tyvmn    CCXXIX  Long    Metre, 
 
 Holinefs. 
 
 i    O  O  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
 '   £3  Tne  h°ty  gpfpel  we  profefs  ; 
 So  let  our  works  and  virtues  fhine 
 To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 
 
 2  Thus  (hall  webeft  proclaim  abroad 
 The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  ; 
 When  the  falvation  reigns  within. 
 And  grace  fubdues  the  power  of  fin. 
 
HYMNS.  24? 
 
 Our  flem  and  fenfe  muft  be  denyM, 
 Paffion  and  envy,  luft  ahd  pride  ; 
 Whilft  juftice,  temperance,  truth  and  love3 
 Our  inward  piety  approve. 
 
 Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up 
 Whilft  we  expect  that  bleffed  hope, 
 The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
 And  faith  {lands  leaning  on  his  word. 
 
 fpgmn  CCXXXo      Common   Metre, 
 
 The  Hope  $f  "Heaven* 
 
 SOON  ihall  this  earthly  frame  diflblv'd: 
 In  death  and  ruin  lie  ; 
 But  better  manfions  wait  the  juft, 
 Prepar'd  above  the  iky. 
 
 >  An  houfe  eternal  built  by  God, 
 Shall  lodge  the  holy  mind, 
 When  once  the  prifon-walls  are  broke 
 In  which  'tis  now  confm'd. 
 
 \  Such  are  the  hopes  that  cheer  the  jufl3 
 Thefe  hopes  their  God  hath  given  $ 
 His  fpirit  is  the  earneft  now, 
 
 And  feals  their  fouls  for  heaven, 
 
 [  What  faith  rejoices  to  believe 
 We  long  and  cant  to  fee  % 
 
248  H  Y  M  N  & 
 
 We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flefh, 
 And  prefent  Lord  with  thee. 
 
 Scotch  Paraphra%$. 
 
 $>gtnn    CCXXXL  Common    Metn 
 
 Human  Mifery  and.  Divine  Confolation. 
 
 i   r  g  iHE  days  how  few,  how  fhort  the  years. 
 Of  man's  fo  rapid  race  ! 
 Each  leaving,  as  it  f wifely  files, 
 A  Ihorter  in  its  place., 
 
 1  They  who  the  longefi  leafe  enjoy 
 Have  told  us  with  a  figh  ; 
 That  to  be  born,  feems  little  more 
 Than  to  begin  to- die. 
 
 3  Our  hearts  are  fattened  to  this  world: 
 By  ftrong  and  numerous  ties  j 
 But  every  forrow  cuts  a  firing 
 And  urges  us  to  rife, 
 
 Y»rh  en  heaven  would  kindly  fet  us  free 
 And  earth's  enchantment  end  \ 
 
 It  takes  the  molt  effectual  way, 
 And  robs  us  of  a  friend. 
 
 ^  If  we  prefume  to  counteract" 
 A  lympathetic  God  ; 
 Have  we  not  cau'e  to  fear  the  ftroke 
 Of  his  avenging  rod  I 
 
HYMNS- 
 
 If  we  reiign,  our  patience  makes 
 His  rod  a  gentle  wand  ; 
 
 If  not,  it  darts  aferpent's  fling 
 Like  that  in  Mofes'  haiid. 
 
 l)])m\\  CCXXXII.  Long  Metre. 
 
 Dhine  Providence  towards  Man  aridBsajt. 
 
 THE  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame  ' 
 Their  great  creator's  love  proclaim  %> 
 He  gives  the  Sun  his  genial  power 
 And  fends  the  foft  refrefhing  mower. 
 
 The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  agahjt 
 And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men  ; 
 To  men  who  from  thy  bounteous  hand 
 Receive  the  gifts  of  every  land. 
 
 Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 
 Is  thy  paternal  goodnefs  ihown  5 
 The  tribes  of  earth,  of  fea  and  air, 
 Enjoy  thy  univerfal  care. 
 
 Not  ev'n  a  fp arrow  yields  its  breath 
 Till  God  permits  the  ftroke  of  death  \ 
 He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, 
 The  father  and  the  friend  of  all. 
 
 Thy  care,  great  God,  fuflains  them  all  %  , 
 When  urg'd  by  hunger's  powerful  call, 
 
 ■49 
 
253  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Expectant  of  the  known  fupply 
 To  thee,  they  lift  the  afking  eye. 
 
 6  To  thee,  in  ceafelefs  fcrains  my  tongue 
 Shall  raiie  the  morn  and  evening  fong  ; 
 And  long  as  breath  infpires  my  frame 
 The  wonders  of  thy  love  proclaim.. 
 
 Liverpool  Colle&ii 
 
 fyvmtl   CC XXXIII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Sinai  and  $ion% 
 
 i   r  |  iHE  God  who  once  to  Ifrael  fpoke 
 B      From  Sinai's  top  in  fire  and  fmoke  j 
 In  gentler  itrains  of  gofpel  grace 
 Invites  us  now  to  feek  his  face. 
 
 2  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow, 
 He  ipeaks  in  love  from  Sion  now  .; 
 It  is  the  voice  of  Jefus'  blood 
 
 That  calls  us  wanderers  back  to  God. 
 
 3  God's  fervant  Mofes  quak'd  and  fear'd^ 
 When  Sinai's  thund'ring  law  he  heard  °, 
 But  gofpel  grace  with  accents  mild 
 Speaks  to  the  miner  as  a  child. 
 
 4  Hark  {  how  from  Calvary  it  founds, 
 From  the  redeemer's  bleeding  wounds  » 
 "Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 
 Then,  fmner,  look  to  me  and  live" 
 
1       HYMNS,  2|t 
 
 vVhat  other  arguments  can  move, 
 Fhe  heart  that  flights  a  faviour's  love  i 
 )  may  that  heavenly  power  be  felt 
 \nd  caufe  the  ilony  heart  to  melt. 
 
 3fe  hcv/  (hall  we  thy  prefence  bear, 
 ^hen  as  our  judge  thou  fhalt  appear  ; 
 Bien  {lighted  love  to  wrath  fhall  turn, 
 \nd  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn. 
 
 Newton, 
 
 ■])f)mn  CCXXXiV.  Common  Metre, 
 
 JLcom  at  the  Cqfpel  Feaji. 
 
 rHE  king  of  heaven  his  table  fpreads 
 And  dainties  crown  the  board  , 
 ot  paradife  with  all  its  joys 
 Could  fuch  delight  afford* 
 
 ardon  and  peace  to  dying  men 
 ii  And  endlefs  life  are  given  $ 
 llnd  the  rich  blood  that  J efus  fhed, 
 It  To  raife  the  foul  to  heaven. 
 
 [ie  hungry  poor,  who  long  have  ftray'd, 
 
 In  fin's  dark  mazes,  come, 
 4>me  from  the  hedges  and  highways 
 
 And  grace  will  find  you  room. 
 
 rioufands  of  fouls  in  glory  now 
 Were  fed  and  feafted  here  ; 
 
tSi  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 And  thoufands  more,  ftill  on  the  way 
 Around  the  board  appear. 
 
 ^  Yet  is  his  houfe  and  heart  fo  large, 
 That  thoufands  mere  may  come  ; 
 Nor  could  the  wide  afiembling  world, 
 Oe'r-fill  the  fpacious  room. 
 
 6  All  things  are  ready  ;  enter  in, 
 Nor  weak  excufes  frame  ; 
 Come  take  your  places  at  the  feaft, 
 Andblefs  the  founders  name. 
 
 DODDRID<32 
 
 ipgmn  CCXXXV.     Short   Metre 
 
 The  Law  and  GofpeL 
 
 1  rr^HE  law,  by  Mofes  came, 
 
 But  peace  and  truth  and  love, 
 "Were  bro't  by  Chrift,  a  nobler  name, 
 Defcending  from  above. 
 
 2  Amid  ft  the  houfe  of  God, 
 
 Their  different  works  were  done  \ 
 Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  flood, 
 But  Chrift  a  faithful  fon. 
 
 3  Then  to  his  new  command* 
 Be  Uriel  obedience  paid  \ 
 
HYMN  5.  25$ 
 
 ©*  er  all  his  father's  houfe  he  Hands 
 The  fov'reign  and  the  head* 
 
 (.  The  man  who  duril  defpife 
 The  law  that  Mofes  bro't ; 
 Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
 ■For  his  prefumptuous  fault. 
 
 •  But  forer  vengeance  falls 
 On  that  rebellious  race  ; 
 Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jefus  calls5 
 And  dare  refill  his  grace. 
 
 Watt?, 
 
 fpgmn   CCXXiVL    Common  Metre, 
 
 The  New  Covenant, 
 
 «rTpHE  promife  of  my  father's  ley  ft 
 
 Shall  Hand  forever  good." 
 He  laid  5  and  gave  his  foul  to  death, 
 And  feai'd  the  grace  with  blood  !  . 
 
 ,  To  this  new  cov'nant  of  thy  word    » 
 I  vet  my  worthlefs  name  ; 
 I  feal  th*  engagement  to  the  Lord, 
 And  make  my  humble  claim* 
 
 .  The  light  and  fire  ngth  and  pard'ning  gtacCj, 
 And  glory  fhall  be  mine  -9 
 
2-4  HYMNS. 
 
 My  life  and  foul,  my  heart  and  flefh, 
 And  all  my  powers  be  thme. 
 
 4  Thus  will  I  join  my  foul  to  God 
 In  everlalting  bands  ; 
 Ami  take  the  bleilings  he  bellows 
 With  thankful  heart  and  hands. 
 
 Watts  &  Doddridge, 
 
 ipJMUn    CCXXXVII.     Long   Metre. 
 
 The  Reward  of  Faithful  Servants.    Daniel  xii.  3, 
 
 I   rip  HERE  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
 Refplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 
 Faith  views  the  blifsful  profpedt  nigh, 
 And  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 
 
 a  There  (hall  the  fervants  of  the  Lord 
 With  never  fading  luilre  mine  ; 
 Surprizing  honour  !  large  reward, 
 Conferred  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 
 
 ^  How  happy  then  the  truly  wife, 
 
 Who  learn  and  keep  the  facred  road  ! 
 How  happy  they  whom  heav'n  employs, 
 To  turn  rebellious  men  to  Gcd  ! 
 
 4  To  win  them  from  the  fatal  way, 
 
 Where  erring  folly  though  tie  fs  rove*  5 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 att 
 
 And  that  bieft  righteoufnefs  ciifplay^ 
 Which  Jefus  wrought,  and  God  approves  ! 
 
 5  The  dining  firmament  fliall  facie, 
 
 And  fparkling  liars  reflgn  their  light  j 
 But  thefe  (hail  know  nor  change  nor  (hade. 
 Forever  fair,  forever  bright. 
 
 6  No  fancy'd  joy  beyond  the  Hey, 
 
 No  fair  delation  is  reveal'd  ; 
 'Tis  God  that  fpeaks,  who  cannot  lie, 
 And  all  his  word  mult  be  fulnll'd. 
 
 7  And  {hall  not  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours, 
 
 Be  kindled  at  the  glorious  view  ? 
 
 Come,  Lord,  awake  our  active  powers, 
 
 Our  feeble,  dying  ftrength  renew. 
 
 8  On  wings  of  faith  and  ftrong  defire- 
 
 O  may  our  fpirits  daily  rife  j 
 And  reach  at  iaft  the  mining  choir, 
 
 ens  ox 
 
 Mrs. 
 
 i^gmn  CCXXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Death  and  Heave/r. 
 
 I   r'lpHERE  is  a  houfe  not  made  by  lis 
 1      Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
 And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  Hands, 
 Till  God  fhall  bid  it  flv. 
 
£:6  HYMNS. 
 
 2  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  tlay 
 Muft  be  diflblv'd  and  fall  ; 
 Then,  oh  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
 Thy  heavenly  father's  call. 
 
 a  JTis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 
 That  forms  thee  fit  for  heaven  ; 
 And,  as  an  earneft  of  the  place, 
 Has  his  own  fpirit  given. 
 
 4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 
 
 Faith  lives  upon  his  wcrd  ; 
 But  whilfl  the  body  is  our  home, 
 We're  abfent  from  the  Lord. 
 
 5  Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace, 
 
 But  we  had  rather  fee  ; 
 We  would  he  abfent  from  the  flefb, 
 And  prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 |  !pgmn    CCXXXIX.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Humiliation  efChriji.    Ifa.  liii. 
 
 P"TPiHE  Saviour  corncs  !  no  outward  pomp 
 
 E:.i  peaks  his  prefence  nigh  5 
 No  earthly  beauties  in  him  mine 
 To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 
 
HYMN  S.  257 
 
 Fair  as  a  blooming;  tender  flower 
 
 Amidft  the  defart  grows  ; 
 So  flighted  and  defpis'd  by  man 
 
 The  heavenly  Saviour  role. 
 
 They  held  him  as'condemn'd  by  hea'vete 
 An  outcait  from  his  God  ;  r 
 
 While  for  their  fins  he  groan5  d  and  bled 
 Beneath  his  father's  rod. 
 
 With  finners  in  the  duft  he  ray4 
 
 The  rich  a  grave  fupply'd  ; 
 Unfpotted  was  his  blameleib  life, 
 
 Uniiain'd  by  Iin  he  dfd. 
 
 Kis  foul  rejoicing  fhajl  behold 
 
 The  purchafe  of  his  pain  : 
 And  every  firmer  [ 
 
 [  Biefs  :■..■.::.-- 1 
 
 h  He  died  to  bear  the  guilt  of  men 
 
 That  firT  might  be  forgiven  \ 
 i  He  lives  to  biefs  !  dci^d 
 
 &pd  plead  their  caufe  in  heaven. 
 
 Jpgtnn  ccxl.  Commh  Met™. 
 
 The  Re/ltrreclkn  tfthe  Ma^-rs^-^-:,  vii. 
 
 i  «npHESE  gk -.-..-   :  minds  how  Bright 
 
 JL  ll]i  s      • 
 
 3  array  i 
 
25S  H  Y  M  N  S, 
 
 Howj  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
 Of  everlafling  day  r" 
 
 2  From  torturing  pains  to  endlefs  joys, 
 
 On  fiery  wheels  they  rede  ; 
 And  ftrangely  wafli'd  their  rayment  white 
 In  Jefu's  dying  blood. 
 
 3  No--  they  approach  a  fpctiefs  God, 
 
 And  bow  before  his  throne  \ 
 Their  warbling  harps  and  facred  fongs 
 Adore  the  holy  one. 
 
 4  The  linveil'd  glories  of  his  face, 
 
 Among  his  faints  refide  ; 
 While  the  rich  treafure  of  his  grace, 
 Sees  all  their  wants  fupply'd. 
 
 5  Tormenting  third  fhall  leave  their  fouls, 
 
 And  hunger  flee  as  fad  ; 
 The  fruit  of  Hfe's  immortal  tree, 
 Shall  be  their  fweet  repaid. 
 
 C  The  Lamb  fhall  lead  his  heavenly  fleck 
 Where  living  fountains  rife  ; 
 
 And  love  divine  mail  wipe  away, 
 The  fcrrows  ox  their  eves. 
 
 Watts, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S. 
 rpgmit  CCXLI.  Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Voice  ofJJature. 
 
 THE  fpacious  firmament  on  high, 
 With  all  the  bine  etherial  fky  ; 
 And  fpangled  heavens,  a  ihining  frame. 
 
 Their  great  original  proclaim. 
 
 Th'  unwearied  fun  from  <£ay  to  day,     . 
 Does  his  Creator's  power  difplay, 
 And  publishes  to  every  land 
 The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 
 
 Soon  as  the  evening  fnades  prevail, 
 The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
 And  nightly  to  the  liftening  earth, 
 Repeats  the  ftory  of  her  birth. 
 
 Whilft  all  the  ftars  that  round  her  born, 
 And  ail  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
 Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
 And  fpread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 
 
 What  tho'  in  folemn  filence,  all     • 
 Move  round  the  dark  terreftrial  ball  \ 
 What  tho*  no  real  voice  nor  found,     . 
 Amidft  their  radiant  orbs,  be  found. 
 
 In  reafon's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
 And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voiee5 
 
*5a  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Forever  Tinging  as  they  fkine, 
 The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine. 
 
 Addison. 
 
 fy%mt\  CCXLIL     Long  Metre. 
 
 Rememhrance  ofChrijl. 
 
 1  «r  |  IRIS  do,  in  memory  of  your  friend," 
 
 Such  was  the  Saviour's  laft  requeft. 
 Who  all  the  paiigs  of  death  endur'd 
 That  we  might  live  forever  bleft. 
 
 2  Yes,  we*!!  record  thy  matchlefs  love, 
 Thou  deareil,  tenderer!:,  belt  of  friends  ! 
 Thy  dying  love  the  noblefi  praife 
 
 Of  long  eternity  tranfcends. 
 
 3  'Tis  pleafure  more  than  earth  can  give, 
 Thy  goodnefs  through  thefe  veils  to  fee  5 
 Thy  table  food  celeftial  yields, 
 
 And  happy  they  who  fit  with  thee. 
 
 4  But  oh  !  what  vaft  tranfporting  joys 
 Shall  fill  cur  breafts,  our  tongues  infpire, 
 When,  join'd  with  the  celeftial  train, 
 Our  grateful  fouls  thy  love  admire  i 
 
 5  Y/hen  thefe  vile  bodies,  ail  re&n'd, 
 Perfect  and  glorious  as  thy  own., 
 
HYMNS.  gtfi 
 
 Unwearied  mall  our  minds  obey, 
 And  join  in  worfhip  near  thy  throne. 
 
 $)%Uin   CCXLIII.    Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Tefiimony  of  a  Good  Conference* 
 
 IT  HOUGH  frightful  fnares  befet  me  round:, 
 
 JL     And  threatening  billows  roll ; 
 Though  fcandai  and  reproach  abound^ 
 To  vex  my  weary  foul. 
 
 A  conscience  pure  can  teftify 
 
 My  heart  to  be  Sincere  ; 
 Prefumption  and  hypocrjfy 
 
 All  hateful  (till  appear. 
 
 My  feet  have  kept  the  path  divine, 
 
 Though  fmnersdid  entice, 
 Sbr  do  I  yet,  from  thence  decline 
 
 To  tread  the  paths  of  vice. 
 
 Good's  word  I  treafure  up  and  prize 
 
 Beyond  all  earthly  good  •, 
 Uompar'd  with  this  I  may  defpife 
 
 My  neceiTary  food. 
 
 5  ^enforious  men  who  dwell  at  eafe3 
 May.  proudly  on  me  tread  § 
 
262  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 My  Saviour  whom  I  feck  to  pleafe 
 My  righteous  caaie  will  plead*       * 
 
 6  His  righteoufnefs  I  fhall  behold, 
 When  light  fprings  from  above  ; 
 And  try'd  1  ihall  come  forth  as  gold, 
 To  praife  his  wondrous  love,. 
 
 WAIiLIK 
 
 fygmn   CCXLIV.     Long    Metre. 
 
 drift  the  Imaveoflhe  Invijlble  Gcd. 
 
 : 
 
 1  rT~^  HOU,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unfeen, 
 
 JL     And  by  thy  offspring  here  unknown, 
 To  manifeft  thyfelf  to  men, 
 Haft  fet  thy  image  in  thy  Son. 
 
 2  As  the  bright  Sun's  meridian  blaze 
 O'er  whelms  vnd  pains  our  feeble  fight  \j 
 tut  cheers  us  with  his  fetter  rays, 
 When  mining  with  reflected  light  j 
 
 3  So,  in  thy  Son,  thy  power  divine, 
 Thy  wife-cm,  juftice,  truth  and  love, 
 With  mild  and  pleafmg  luftre  mine, 
 .Reflected  from  thy  throne  above. 
 
 4  Though  hard'ned  Jews  denied  his  claim, 
 And  tura'd  away  their  fcorafal  face  $ 
 
 ; 
 
H  Y  M  NS,  "  £6$ 
 
 Yet  thofe  who  trufled  in  his  name, 
 Behdd  in  him,  thy  truth  ami  grace. 
 
 O  thou,  at  whofe  almighty  word, 
 Fair  light  at  nrir.  from  darknefs  (hone  5 
 Give  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord,  t 
 And  fee  the 'father  in  the  Son. 
 
 SVhilft  we,  thine  image  there  difplay'd, 
 With  love  and  admiration  view  ; 
 form'  us  in  likenefs  to  our  head, 
 That  we  may  bear  thy  image  too. 
 
 Mason,  altered. 
 
 !])£Snn   CCXLY.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Cod  our  'Refuge  in  Trouble. 
 
 THOU  refuge  of  my  weary  foul, 
 On  thee,  when  iorrcws  rife, 
 On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roil, 
 My  fainting  hope  relies. 
 
 To  thee  I  tell  ea'ch  rifmg  grief* 
 
 For  thou  alone  canll  heal  ; 
 Thy  promifes  can  bring  relief, 
 
 For  every  pain  I  feel. 
 
 But  when  thefe  gloomy  doubts  prevail* 
 I  fear  to  call  thee  eiine 
 
:64  HYMNS. 
 
 * 
 
 The  fprings  of  comfort  feem  to  fail. 
 And  all  my  hopes  decline. 
 
 4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  fhall  I  flee> 
 
 Thou  art  my  only  truft  ; 
 And  ftill  my  foul  would  rife  to  thee 
 Though  proftrate  in  the  duft. 
 
 5  Haft  thou  not  bid  me  feek  thy  face, 
 
 And  fhall  I  feek  in  vain  ? 
 And  can  the  ear  of  fov'reign  grace, 
 Be  deaf  when  I  complain  ? 
 
 6  Thy  mercy  feat  is  open  ftill, 
 
 There  fhall  my  foul  retreat  j 
 With  humble  hope  attend  thee  ftill, 
 And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 
 
 Mrs.  Steel^ 
 
 IpElrin  CCXLVI.       Lvng  Metre. 
 
 Self-examination* 
 
 1  r  |  ^HOU  vain,  intruding  world  depart^ 
 
 No  more  allure  or  vex  my  heart 5 
 Let  every  vanity  be  gone, 
 I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 
 
 2  Here  let  me  fearch  my  inmcft  mind, 
 And  try  its  real  ftate  to  find  5 
 
H  Y  M  N  S-  26$ 
 
 The  fecret  fprings  of  tho't  explore, 
 And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 
 
 Reflecr.  how  foon  my  life  will  end, 
 And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend  ; 
 What  aim  my  bufy  tho'ts  purfue, 
 What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  dc, 
 
 Eternity  is  juft  at  hand  •,  , 
 
 And  mall  I  wafte  the  ebbing  fand  ? 
 And  carelefs  view  departing. day  ? 
 And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  I 
 
 Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
 My  high  purfuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
 An  intereft  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
 A  pardon  feal'd,  and  peace  with  God* 
 
 Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmofl  heart* 
 And  light,- and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
 From  guilt  and  error  fet  me  free, 
 And  guide  me  fafe  to  heav'n  and  thee. 
 
 Mrs.   Steele, 
 
 !pgmn  GCXLVII.       Long  Metre. 
 
 ScsBng  thrift  the  Shepherd. 
 
 »KGU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
 AH  earthly  joys  and  earthly  love  % 
 T 
 
166  HYMN  S. 
 
 Tell  me,  my  (hepherd,  let  me  know- 
 Where  doth  thy  iweeteft  pailure  grow  ? 
 
 2  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  rock, 
 Which  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  ! 
 Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  ilieep, 
 Among  them  reft,  among  them  fieep. 
 
 3  The  footfteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee, 
 Thy  fweeteil  paftures  here  they  be  ! 
 A  wond'rous  feaft  thy  love  prepares 
 Bought  by  thy  wounds  and  groans  and  tears. 
 
 4  His  facred  flefn  he  makes  my  food, 
 And  bids  me  drink  his  precious  blood. 
 Here  to  this  feaft  my  foul  will  come, 
 Till  my  beloved,  lead  me  home. 
 
 WATT! 
 
 mn  CCXLVIII.      Long  Metn 
 
 The  Vanity  cf  Fcrmt  without  Virtue* 
 
 i    r  |  iH'  uplifted  eye,  and  bended  knee 
 
 Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  *, 
 In  vain  our  lips  thy  praife  prolong, 
 The  heart  a  ftranger  to  the  fong. 
 
 5t  Can  rites  and  forms  and  flaming  zeal 
 The  breaches  of  thy  preceptrheal  ? 
 
HYMN  S.  2% 
 
 Can  fails  and  penance  reconcile 
 Thy  juftice  and  obtain  thy  fmile  ? 
 
 The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind, 
 Thankful,  and  to  thy  will  refign'd, 
 To  thee  a  nobler  ofFring  yields, 
 Than  Sheba's  groves  or  Sharon's  fields.  • 
 
 Than  floods  of  oil,  or  coftly  wine, 
 Rolling  by  thoufands  to  thy  mrine, 
 Or  than  if  to  thine  altar  led, 
 A  firfl  born  fon  the  victim  bled. 
 
 "  Be  juft  and  kind  and  humble  too, 
 
 In  all  you  fay,  in  all  you  do  j 
 
 To  men  your  charity  impart, 
 
 And  love  your  God  with  ail  you?  heart." 
 
 »  This  truth  by  ancient  prophets  given, 
 "Was  by  thy  Son,  confirm'd  from  heaven  5 
 And  deep  engrav'd,  this  great  command, 
 Doth  on  eternal  pillars  {land. 
 
 Reformed  liturgy. 
 
 fpgmti   CCXLIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Love  to  God  and  Man. 
 
 THUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command, 
 "  Let  all  thy  imward  powers  unite3 
 To  love  thy  maker  and  thy  God, 
 With  facred  fervour  and  delight. 
 
z6t  HYMN  S. 
 
 4 
 -2,  "  Then  fhall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place, 
 Share  thine  affections  and  efleem  \ 
 And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfelf, 
 Meafure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 
 
 3  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpolce, 
 This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  \ 
 fox  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
 
 And  the  whole  law's  fulfili'd  by  love. 
 
 4  But  oh,  how  bafe  our  paffions  are  ! 
 How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
 Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heavenly  fire, 
 Or  we  fhail  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 ^|>mn    CCL,     Long    Metre. 
 
 Cod  Dwelling  nmth  the  Rumble. 
 
 \  -rTpHUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  one. 
 "  I  &t  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
 My  name  is  Gcd,  I  dwell  won  high, 
 D  vvell  in  my  own  eternity. 
 
 2  "  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below, 
 On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too  \ 
 The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite, 
 Is  an  abode  cf  my  delight. 
 
HYMN  S.  2% 
 
 P  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
 
 I  bid  the  mourning  Tinner  live  -5 
 '  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  .find, 
 I  And  eafe  the  {borrows  of  the  mind. 
 
 «  When. I  contend  againft  their  fin, 
 I. make  them  know  how  vile  thye've  been  y 
 But  iliould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke, 
 Their  fouls  would  link  beneath  the  ilroke.^ 
 
 O  may  tW  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh. 
 Left  we  fhould  faint,  tierpair  and  die  \ . 
 Thus  ihall  our  better  tho'ts  approve, 
 The.  methods  of  thy  chaftening  love, 
 
 fpWin  CCLL.    0toum  Metre. 
 
 Charaaers  of  Chrfa    ifL  xliii. 
 
 :.  np  HUS   faith    the    LcrJ,  w^io  built  the, 
 JL  heavens. 
 
 And  bade  the  planets  roll  % 
 Who  peopled  all-  the  climes  of  earth ; 
 And  form'd  the  human  foul. 
 
 ^  «  Behold  my  fefvant,  fee  hi 
 
 Exalted  iri  rny 
 
 mi;int 
 
 Him  have  I  choien,  and  in  h; 
 I  place  fupreme  delight* 
 
270  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  "  On  him  in  rich  effufion  pour'd 
 
 My  fpirit  fhall  defcend  ; 
 My  truth  and  judgment  he  mail  fhow, 
 To  earth's  remotefi  end. 
 
 4  w  Gentle  and  (lilt  fhall  be  his  voice, 
 
 No  threats  from  him  proceed  *, 
 The  fmoking  flax  he  fhall  not  quench, 
 Nor  break  the  bruifed  reed. 
 
 5  "  The  feeble  fpark  to  flams  he'll  raife, 
 
 The  weak  will  not  defpife  ; 
 Judgment  he  fhall  bring  forth  to  truth, 
 And  make  the  fallen  rife* 
 
 ^  «  The  progrefs  of  his  zeal  and  power, 
 Shall  never  know  decline  j 
 Till  foreign  lands  and  diftant  ifles 
 Receive  the  law  divine." 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafe. 
 
 |>gmn   CCLII.      Common  Metre. 
 
 Ghildren  devoted  to  Cod. 
 
 i  npHUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
 JL      "  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee, 
 I'll  blefs  thy  numerous  race,  and  they 
 Shall  be  a  feed  for  me." 
 
HYMNS,  271 
 
 lAbrah'm  believ'd  the  promised  grace 
 And  gave  his  fons  to  God  •> 
 
 But  water  feals  the  cov'nant  now, 
 Which  then  was  feal'd  with  blood. 
 
 (Thus  Lydia'shoufe  was  famftify'd 
 When  fhe  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
 Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
 His  houdiold  to  the  Lord. 
 
 Thus  do  thy  faints,  O  faithful  God, 
 Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
 
 To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 
 And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 
 
 Watts, 
 
 Ipjmin    CCLIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 ChrijFs  Cemmifflcn  to  -preach  the  Gofpel, 
 
 THUS  fpake  the  Saviour,  when  he  feat 
 His  minifters  to  preach  his  word  ♦, 
 They  through  the  world  obedient  went, 
 And  fpread  the  gofpel  of  their  Lord. 
 
 ,«  Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name, 
 Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive  & 
 The  gofpel  jubilee  proclaim, 
 !  And  call  them  to  repent  and  live.. 
 
272  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 
 
 And  teach  them  where  falvation  lies.j 
 Bind  up  the  broken  bleeding  heart, 
 And  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes. 
 
 4  Be  wife  as  ferpents  where  you  go, 
 But  harmlefs  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
 
 And  let  your  heav'n-tau^ht  conduct  fhovr 
 That  you'se  comrnifhon;d  from  above. 
 
 5  Freely  from  me  ye  have  receiv'd, 
 Freely  in  love  to  others  give  -, 
 Thus  mall  your  doctrines  be  believ'd 
 And  by  your  labours,  tinners  live. 
 
 6  All  power  is  trufted  in  my  hands, 
 .   I  will  proteel:  you  and  defend  j 
 
 Whilft  thus  you  follow  my  commands. 
 I'm  with  you  till  the  world  (hall  end." 
 
 7  Happy  thofe  fervants  of  the  Lord, 
 Who  thus,  their  mailer's  will  obey  ! 
 How  rich,  how  full  is  their  reward, 
 Referv'd  until  the  final  dav  ! 
 
 pgXtm     CCLIV.    Common  Metre 
 
 ,     Divine  Gccumfs  to  AT. . 
 
 3i  rpHY  wifdom,  power  and  goodnefe  Lore 
 \    In  all  thy  works  appear  ; 
 
HYMNS, 
 
 But  man,  thy  bounties  mall  record^ 
 For  thy  diftinguifh'd  care. 
 
 From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  we  drew3 
 That  breath  thy  power  maintains  3 
 
 Thy  tender  mercy  ever  new 
 Our  brittle  frame  fuftaufs. 
 
 Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  our  praife3 
 
 Of  reafon's  light  p  one  ft ; 
 By  revelation's  brighter  rays 
 
 Still  more  divinely  bleft. 
 
 Thy  providence  our  conftant  guard? 
 
 When  threat'ning  woes  impend, 
 Will  either  threat'ning  dangers  ward* 
 
 Or  timely  fuccours  lend. 
 
 On  us  thy  providence  has  fhene 
 
 With  its  propitiortis  rays  5 
 O  lei  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
 
 Thy  goodnefs  and  thy  praife. 
 
 All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  imparl, 
 
 O  teach  us  to  improve 
 Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
 
 And  crown  them  with  thy  love, 
 
 Mis,  Steels 
 
74  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 IJ>21Tin    CCLV.     Short  Metre. 
 
 The  Voice  cfWifdvm* 
 
 TTplS  wifdom's  earned  cry 
 
 Wifdom,  the  voice  of  God 
 To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  highj 
 She  fpeaks  his  will  abroad. 
 
 Within  the  human  bread 
 Her  ftrong  monitions  plead, 
 She  thunders  her  divine  protell, 
 Againfl  th*  unrighteous  deed. 
 
 Within  the  holy  place 
 She  calls  with  open  arms  ; 
 «  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embrace 
 Folly's  deceiving  charms  ? 
 
 The  race  of  men  I  love  j 
 In  mercy  I  chaltife  ; 
 Severely  faithful,  I  reprove  5 
 Hear,  mortals,  and  be  wife. 
 
 My  doors  are  open  wide 
 My  table  fpread  within  ; 
 Come  then,  ye  fimple,  turn  afidc> 
 And  leave  the  paths  of  fin. 
 
 My  joys,  unfenfual  tafle, 
 Come  drink  of  wifdom's  wine, 
 No  forrow  poifons  my  repaft. 
 The  banquet  is  divine. 
 
HYMN  S.  1275 
 
 7       My  ways  are  ways  of  peace, 
 My  pleafures  never  cloy  ; 
 The  blifs  I  give  will  never  ceafe 
 But  lead  to  .endlefs  joy." 
 
 Scott,  varied. 
 
 IJJgron   CCLVI.  Short    Metre. 
 
 Preferring  Grace. 
 
 TO  God  the  only  wife, 
 Our  Saviour  and  our  king, 
 Let  all  the  faints  below  the  ikies 
 Their  humble  praifes  bring. . 
 
 'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
 His  CQunfel  and  his  care, 
 Preferves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  deash 
 And  every  hurtful  fnare. 
 
 He  will  prefent  our  fouls 
 Unblemim'd  and  complete, 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
 With  joys  divinely  great. 
 
 Then  ail  the  chofen  (eed 
 Shall  meet  around  the  throne  ; 
 Shall  blefs  the  conduct,  of  his  grace    » 
 And  make  his  wonders  known* 
 
276  H  Y  M  N  5, 
 
 5       To  our  Redeemer  God, 
 
 Wifdom  with  power  belongs^ 
 Immortal  crowns  of  majefty 
 And  everlafting  fongs. 
 
 Watt  5. 
 
 Jpgmn     CCLVII.    Long     Metre. 
 
 Divine  Frefervatio??, 
 
 \   ^  g  iO  heaven  my  grateful  foul  afcenda 
 On  God.  alone  for  help  depends  ; 
 His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard 
 His  grace  the  fource  of  my  reward. 
 
 2  The  fpreading  (kies  by  power  divine 
 In  all  their  radiant  glories  mine  •, 
 From  his  command,  the  folid  earth 
 And  all  its  (lores  deriv'd  their  birth. 
 
 2  Infpected  by  his  piercing  eyes 
 
 No  threading  fhares  my  foul  furprize  £ 
 My  faithful  guardian  never  fleeps, 
 My  trembling  fee:  he  fafely  keeps. 
 
 4  Protected  by  his  powerful  arm 
 
 Should  dreadful  fcenes  our  fouls  alarm* 
 Our  lives  are  fafe  •,  his  heavenly  care 
 Defends  us  ftill  from  every  fnare. 
 
H  Y  M  N  S^  277 
 
 // 
 
 5  He  guides  our  feet,  directs  our  way, 
 His  morning  fmiles  enliven  day  ; 
 And  when  the  fun  withdraws  the  light 
 His  prefence  cheers  the  fhades  of  night. 
 
 Liverpool  Collection. 
 
 fpgmn  GCLVIII.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Communion  'with  Chrijl. 
 
 I   r  |  iO  Jefus,  our  exalted  Lord, 
 
 That  name,  in  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd^ 
 Fain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raife, 
 A  cheerful  fong  of  facred  praife. 
 
 I  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know, 
 Are  weak  and  languifhing  and  low  \ 
 Far,  far  above  our  humble  fongs, 
 The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues, 
 
 )  Yet  whilfr.  around  his  "board  we  meet, 
 And  worihip  at  his  facred  feet  s 
 O  let  our  warm  afFedlions  move,  \ 
 In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love. 
 
 \  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore,  * 
 But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more  ; 
 And  whiUr:  we  tafte  the  bread  and  wine* 
 •flrp  fo  u*f>A  on  joys  divine. 
 
 Z 
 
278  HYMNS. 
 
 5  Let  faith  our  feeble  fenfes  aid, 
 
 To  fee  thy  wond'rous  love  difplay'd  ; 
 Thy  broken  flefh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
 Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 
 
 6  Let  humble  penitential  woe, 
 
 With  painful,  pleafing  anguifh  flow  ", 
 And  thy  forgiving  love  impart, 
 Life,  hope  and  joy,  to  every  heart. 
 
 Mrs.    Steel: 
 
 gguUl     CCLIX.      Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Heavenly  Conqueror, 
 
 i    r  a  ^0  Jefus  our  victorious  Lord, 
 
 J|^     The  praifes  of  our  lives  belong  ; 
 Forever  be  his  name  ador'd, 
 The  fubjecl;  of  each  thankful  fong. 
 
 2  EnflavM  W  fin,  befet  by  foes, 
 Undone  Mid  perifhing,  we  lay  ; 
 His  pity  melted  o'er  our  woes, 
 To  fave  the  trembling,  dying  prey. 
 
 3  He  fought,  he  conquer'd  tho'  he  fell* 
 "Whilft  with  his  laft  expiring  breath, 
 He  triumph'd  o'er  the  powers  of  hell, 
 And  by  his  dying,  vanquifh'd  death. 
 
H  Y  M  -N  S.  279 
 
 $.  Now  Gn  his  father's  throne  he  reigns,. 
 And  all  the  tuneful  choir  above, 
 Refound-  in  high,  immortal  ftrains, 
 The  praifes  of  victorious  love. 
 
 •  Tho'  flill  furviving  foes  arife, 
 Temptations,  fins  and  doubts  appear  ; 
 And  pain  our  hearts  and  fill  our  eyes, 
 With  many  a  groan  and  many  a  tear  ; 
 
 >  Still  mall  we  fight  and  ftill  prevail, 
 In  our  almighty  leader's  name  5 
 His  ftrength,  whene'er  ourfpirks  fail, 
 Shall  all  our  active 'powers  mflame. 
 
 j  Immortal  honours  wait  above, 
 To  crown  ths  dying  conqueror's  brow  ; 
 And  endlefs  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
 For  ihs.  fnort  war  fufhin'd  below. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 Ip^XaXi  CCLX,      Long  Metre. 
 
 The  Lord3s  Supper. 
 
 1   5  FTHWAS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night 
 1^     When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arofe, 
 Againft  the  Son  of  God's  delight. 
 And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes.- 
 
28©  H  Y  M  N  3. 
 
 2  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 
 
 He  took  the  bread  and  blefs'd  and  brake  •, 
 What  love  thro'  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
 What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake  \ 
 
 3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  fin, 
 Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ;" 
 Then  took  the  cup  and  blefs'd  the  wine, 
 «  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 
 
 4  "  In  memory  of  your  dying  Lord, 
 Do  this,  (he  faid)  till  time  (hall  end  > 
 Meet  at  my  table  and  record, 
 The  love  of  your  departed  friend." 
 
 5  Jefus,  thy  feaft  we  celebrate, 
 We  (how  thy  death,  we  fmg  thy  name  ; 
 Till  thou  return  and  we  ihall  eat 
 The  marriage  flipper  of  the  lamb. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 JpgmU  CCLXI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  New  Birth. 
 
 VAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men, 
 On  their  own  works  have  built  ; 
 The  carnal  mind  is  all  unclean, 
 And  all  its  adtioas  guilt. 
 
HYMN  S. 
 
 Let  Jew  and  Gentile  Hop  their  mouth. 
 Without  a  murmuring  word  ; 
 
 And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ftand. 
 Guilty,  before  the  Lordo 
 
 In  vain  we  afk  God's  righteous  law, 
 
 To  juftify  us  now ; 
 When,  to  convince  and  to  condemn, 
 
 Is  all  the  lav/  can  do. 
 
 Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth. 
 
 Nor  rites  that  Mofes  gave, 
 Nor  will  of  men,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
 
 The  guilty  race  can  fave. 
 
 God's  fpirit,  like  a  heavenly  wind, 
 
 Blows  on  the  fons  of  flefn  ; 
 Changes  the  heart,  renews  the  mind,. 
 
 And  forms  the  man  afrefh  ; 
 
 Our  quickned  fouls  awake  and  rife, 
 
 From  the  long  fleep  of  death  ; 
 To  heavenly  things  we  turn  our  eyes, 
 
 And  praife  employs  our  breath. 
 
 The  fins  and  follies  of  our  mind,. 
 
 Are  crucify'd  and  dead  > 
 By  holy  love  our  fouls  are  join'd,. 
 
 To  Chrift  our  living  head. 
 
 Altered  from  Watts. 
 
zSz  HYMN  S. 
 
 iptJIHU  CCLXII.    Long  Metre, 
 
 The  Grave  Dejiroyed. 
 
 i  "¥*  TNVEIL  thy  bofom,  faithful  tomb, 
 \_j    Take  this  new  treafure,  to  thy  truft  !. 
 And  give  thefe  facred  relicks  room, 
 To  Dumber  in  thy  fiknt  dull. 
 
 n  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear 
 Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes, 
 Can  reach  the  peaceful  fleeper  here,, 
 Whilft  angels  watch  its  foft  repofe. 
 
 3  So  Jefus  fiept  j  God's  dying  Son, 
 
 Pail  through  the  grave  and  bleft  the  bed, 
 Then  reft,  dear  faint,  till  from  his  throne, 
 The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  made. 
 
 4  Break  from  his  throne,  illuftrious  morn  ! 
 Attend,  O  grave,  his  fov'reign  word  ! 
 Reftore  thy  truft  ;  the  glorious  form 
 Will  then  arife  to  meet  the  Lord. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 Jpgmn   CCLXIII.    Short  Metre. 
 
 The  Lord's  Day. 
 
 w 
 
 ELCOME,  thou  day  of  reft 
 That  faw  the  Lord  arife  -, 
 
HYMNS,  2&3 
 
 Welcome  to  this  reviving  breafl 
 And  thefe  rejoicing  eyes. 
 
 The  King  himfelf  comes  near 
 To  feafi  his  Saints,  te  day ; 
 Here  we  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here3 
 And  love  and  praife  and  pray. 
 
 One  day  amidft  the  place, 
 Where  Jefus  is  within  ; 
 Is  better  than  ten  thoufand  days3 
 Of  pleafure  and  of  fin. 
 
 My  willing  foul  would  flay, 
 In  fuch  a  frame  as  this  ; 
 Till  it  is  call'd  to  foar  away, 
 To  everlafling  blifs. 
 
 Watts,  varied. 
 
 |)glTin  CCLXIV.     Common  Metre, 
 
 The  Vittory  and  Dominion  ofCbrifl. 
 
 WE  fmg  our  Saviour's  wondrous  deatk$ 
 He  conquer'd  when  he  fell  ; 
 "'Tis  finifh'd,"  faid  his  dying  breath, 
 And  fhook  the  gates  of  hell. 
 
 « 'Tis  finifh'd,"  our  Immanuel  cries, 
 
 The  mighty  work  is  done  ; 
 Hence  mall  his  fovereign  throne  arife 
 
 His  kingdom  is  begun. 
 
i34  HYM  N  S. 
 
 3  His  crofs  a  fure  foundation  laid 
 
 For  glory  and  renown  ; 
 When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
 He  pafs'd,  to  reach  the  crown. 
 
 4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide 
 
 Sits  our  victorious  Lord  ; 
 His  faints  from  fmners  to  divide, 
 To  punifh  or  reward. 
 
 5  The  faints  from  his  impartial  eye 
 
 Await  their  feveral  crowns  ; 
 And  fmners  wifh  in  vain  to  fly 
 The  terror  of  his  frowns. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 %>%mn   CCLXV.    Common  Metre. 
 
 Refignation  in  Death. 
 
 1  "\T7"HAT  cannot  refignation  do  ? 
 
 W    It  wonders  can  perform. 
 That  powerful  charm  "  Thy  will  be  done," 
 Can  lay  the  loudeft  ftorm. 
 
 2  Hafte  then,  O  refignation,  hafte, 
 
 'Tis  thine  to  reconcile 
 The  mind  to  death  j  at  thy  approach 
 The  moniter  wears  a  fmile, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S..  zZS- 
 
 What  fight  beneath  the  arch  of  heaven 
 
 Has  moil  of  heaven  to  boaft  ? 
 The  dying  faint,  refign'd,  ferene, 
 
 And  giving  up  the  ghoft. 
 
 O  for  that  fummit  of  my  wifh 
 
 Whilft  yet  I  draw  my  breath, 
 That  foretafte  of  eternal  life, 
 
 A  glorious  fmile  in  death  ! 
 
 Young, 
 
 •fyjmtll   CCLXVI.     Common  Metre. 
 
 Gratitude  fir  Divine  Mercies.    Part  I. 
 
 WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
 My  rifing  foul  furveys, 
 Traniported  with  the  view,  Fm  loft 
 In  wonder,  love  and  praife. 
 
 Thy  providence  my  life  fuftain'd 
 
 And  all  my  wants  redrefs'd, 
 "When  in  the  filent  womb  I  lay 
 
 Or  hung  upon  the  breaft. 
 
 To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 
 
 Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
 Er'e  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  Iearn'd 
 
 To  form  themfelves  in  prayer. 
 
 Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  foul5 
 Thy  tender  care  beftow'd  \ 
 
286  II  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Before  my  infant  heart  conceivM 
 From  whom  thofe  comforts  flow'd. 
 
 5  When  in  the  flippery  paths  of  youth 
 
 With  heedlefs  iteps  I  ran, 
 Thine  arm  unfeen  convey'd  me  fafe 
 d  led  me  up  to  man. 
 
 6  Thro   i  idden  dangers  toils,  and  death, 
 
 it  geu    y  clear'd  my  way  $ 
 And  thro3   lie  pleating  fe'enes  of  vice 
 Where  toufahds  go  aftfay. 
 *  Addison* 
 
 pvnW  CCLXVIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 GraiHul'fcr  BJvwe  Mercies*  Part  II. 
 
 1  "^"JTT'HENpt:'-  wilh  ficknefs,  eft  haft  thou 
 
 \  V     "W^  health  renew'd  my  face  ; 
 And  when  in  fin  and  forrow  funk 
 Reviv'd  my  foul  with  grace. 
 
 2  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly,  good 
 
 Has  made  Jny  cup  run  o'er ; 
 And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 
 Haft  doubled  all  my  ftore. 
 
 3  Ten  thcufand,  thoufand  precious  gifts 
 
 My  daily  thanks  employ, 
 Nor  is  the  leaft,  a  cheerful  heart 
 That  taftes  thofe  gifts  with  joy, 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  287 
 
 Thro'  every  period  of  my  life 
 Thy  goodnefs  I'll  purfue  ; 
 
 And  after  death,  irr  diftant  worlds 
 The  glorious  theme  renew. 
 
 When  nature  fails,  and  day  and  3 
 Divide  the  time  no  more, 
 
 My  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
 Thy  mercy  mall  adore. 
 
 Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
 A  joyful  fong  I'll  raife  ; 
 
 For  O,  eternity's  too  mort 
 To  utter  all  thy  praife. 
 
 u- 
 
 ADBI9t)N, 
 
 jlptJtttn  CGLXYIII.  Common  Metre. 
 
 ,  the  Spring. 
 
 WHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  valfr 
 And  bloflbms  deck  the  fpray ; 
 And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
 How  fweet  the  vernal  day  \ 
 
 Hark  how  the  feather'd  warblers  fmg, 
 
 'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  5 
 Soft  muiic  hails  the  lovely  fpring 
 
 And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 
 
 How  kind,  the  influence  of  the  fkies  f 
 The  fhowets,  with  bleffings  fraught. 
 
a88  HYMN  S. 
 
 Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rife, 
 And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
 
 to  to 
 
 4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confefb 
 
 With. gratitude  and  love, 
 The  bounteous  hand  that  deigns  to  blefs 
 The  garden,  £eld  and  grove. 
 
 5  That  bounteous  hand,  my  thoughts  adore, 
 
 Beyond  exprefhcn  kind, 
 Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  ftore, 
 To  blefs  the  craving  mind. 
 
 6  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
 
 Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  ! 
 Then  fhail  my  meditation  trace 
 Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart  ! 
 
 7  XnfpirMto  praife,  I  then  fn all  join 
 
 Glad  nature's  cheerful  fong  : 
 And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
 Attune  nay  joyful  tongue. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 tyvmtl    CCLXIX.  Common   Metre. 
 
 Strength  from  God, 
 *  "^"XT-HENCE  do  our  mournful  tho'ts  ariij 
 
 WHENd 
 Andw 
 
 here's  our  courage  fled  ? 
 
HYMN  &  289 
 
 Has  reftlefs  fin  and  hopelefs  fear, 
 Struck  all  our  comfort  dead  ? 
 
 2  Have  we  forgot  tV  almighty  hand, 
 
 That  form'd  the  earth  and  fea  ? 
 Or  can  the  all-creating  arm, 
 Grow  weary  or  decay  2 
 
 3  Treafures  -of  everlafting  might, 
 In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 
 
 He  gives  the  conqueft  to  the  weak. 
 And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 
 
 4  Mere  mortal  power  mall  fade  and  die, 
 ~     And  youthful  vigour  ceafe  ; 
 But  they  who  wait  upon  the  Lord 
 
 Shall  find  their  ftrength  increafe* 
 
 £  The  faints  fhali  mount  on  eagle's  wings, 
 And  tafle  the  promised  blifs  j 
 'Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive, 
 
 Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ,    !pgmtt   CCLXX.      Common  Metre, 
 
 Victory  over  Death,  thro'  Qhrijl.    [ 
 
 W 
 
 KEN  dsath  appears  before  my  %hr« 
 In  all  his  dire  array  5 
 A  A 
 
2jo  HYMNS. 
 
 Unequal  to  the  dreadful  fight, 
 My  courage  dies  away. 
 
 2  How  fhall  I  meet  this  potent  foe, 
 
 Whofe  frown  my  foul  alarms  ? 
 Dark  horror  fits  upon  his  brow  ! 
 And  vicTry  waits  his  arms  ! 
 
 3  But,  fee  my  glorious  leader  nigh  ! 
 
 My  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
 Before  him  death's  pale  terrors  fly, 
 And  my  faint  heart  revives. 
 
 4  Jefus,  be  thou  my  fure  defence, 
 
 My  guard  forever  near  ; 
 My  faith  fhall  triumph  over  fenfe, 
 And  never  yield  to  fear. 
 
 5  O,  may  I  meet  the  final  hour, 
 
 With  fortitude  divine  ; 
 Suflain'd  by  thine  almighty  power, 
 The  conquefl  mull  be  mine. 
 
 I  Lord,  I  commit  my  foul  to  thee, 
 Accept  the  facred  truft  ; 
 Receive  this  nobler  part  of  me,        *, 
 And  watch  my  flseping  duft. 
 
 7  Till  that  illuftrious  morning  come, 
 When  all  thy  faints  (hall  rife  ; 
 And  cloth'din  thine  immortal  bloom, 
 Attend  thee  to  the  ikies. 
 
HYMN  S.  25)1 
 
 O  let  me  join  their  raptur'd  lays, 
 
 And  with  the  blifsful  throng, 
 Refound  falvation,  power  and  praife, 
 
 In  everlafting  fong. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 ^gmtt    CCLXXI.    Long  Metre. 
 
 .      Chrijl  the  Life  of  the  SouL 
 
 I   "TXT HEN  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rife, 
 V  V      And  fainting  hope  almofl  expires  5 
 Jefus,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
 To  thee  I  breathe  my  ftrbng  defires. 
 
 a  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  living  Lord  ? 
 And  can  my  hope,  my  comfort  die, 
 Fix'd  on  thine  everlafting  word, 
 That  word  which  built  the  earth  ana  fky  ? 
 
 3  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
 Then  my  immortal  hope  is  fare  ; 
 His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
 Here,  let  me  build  and  reft  lecure. 
 
 4  Here,  let  my  faith  unfhaken  dwell, 
 Immoveable  the  promlfe  frauds  ; 
 Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell* 
 Can  e'er  difTolve  the  facred  bands. 
 
:92  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Here,  then,  my  foul,  thy  trull  repoie, 
 If  Jefus  is  forever  mine, 
 Not  death  itfelf,  the  laft  of  foes, 
 Shall  break  a  union  fo  divine. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 fpgmn  CCLXXII.     Common  Meire, 
 
 Thirfling  after  God, — Ifaiah,  xli.  17. 
 
 1  '\%  THEN  fainting  in  the  fultry  wafte, 
 
 W     And  parch'd  with  third  extreme, 
 The  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  tafle 
 The  cool  refrefhing  ftream  ; 
 
 2  Should,  fudden,  to  his  hopeiefs  eye, 
 
 A  chryftal  fpring  appear, 
 How  would  th'  enlivening,  fweet  fupply 
 His  drooping  fpir it  cheer  ! 
 
 So  longs  tlte  weary  fainting  mind, 
 Opprefs'd  with  fins  and  woes, 
 
 Some  foul  reviving  fpring  to  find, 
 Whence  heavenly  comfort  flows. 
 
 Thus  fweet  the  confolations  are, 
 
 The  promifes  impart  ; 
 Here,  flowing  ftreams  of  life  appear* 
 
 To  eafe  the  panting  heart. 
 
HYMNS.  293 
 
 I  O  when  I  third  for  thee*  my  God, 
 "With  ardent  ftrong  define, 
 And  {till,  thro'  all  this  defart  road, 
 To  tafte  thy  grace,  afpire ; 
 
 5  Then,  let  my  prayer  ta  thee  afeend,. 
 
 A  grateful  facrifice  ; 
 !    My  plaintive  voice  thou  wilt  attend, 
 
 And  grant  me  full  fupplies. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele. 
 
 ^mn  CCLXXIIL    Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Dlfcipline  of  God's  Providence. 
 
 1  ~%  IT  HEN  I  review  the  crooked  ways, 
 
 V  V     Through  which  my  feet  have  trod  3 
 I  find  inceifant  caufe  to  blefs 
 And  love  my  guardian  God. 
 
 2  Through  all  the  labyrinth  cf  life,- 
 
 My  folly  he  punVd  j 
 My  wandering  heart  to  quick  return^ 
 How  tenderly  he  wooM  ! 
 
 3  I  rarely  plann'd,  but  caufe  I  found; 
 
 My  plan's  defeat  to  bfefe  \ 
 Oft  I  lamented  an  event 
 
 Which  turn'd  to  my  fuccefs- 
 
 A  a  2. 
 
294  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 # 
 
 4  When  labouring  under  fancy'd  ill, 
 
 My  fpirits  to  fuftain  ; 
 He  kindly  cur'd  with  wholefome  draughts 
 Of  unaffected  pain. 
 
 5  Sometimes  he  brought  me  near  to  death, 
 
 And  pointing  to  the  grave, 
 Made  terror  whifper  kind  advice, 
 And  taught  the  tomb  to  fave. 
 
 6  To  raife  my  thoughts  beyond  where  worlds 
 
 As  fpangies  o'er  us  mine  ; 
 One  day  he  gave,  and  made  the  next 
 Mv  foul's  delight  reficn. 
 
 7  From  what  feem'd  horror  and  defpair, 
 
 The  richefl  harveft  vofe  ; 
 And  gave  me  in  the  will  divine. 
 An  abfolute  repofe. 
 
 YotJNG. 
 
 zOVVOn  CCLXXIV.     Long  Metre* 
 
 Crucifixion  to  the  World  by  the  Croft  ofChriJI. 
 
 WHEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs, 
 On  which  the  prince  of  glory  died  ; 
 My  richeft  ^n  I  count  but  lofs, 
 And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
 
HYMN  S.  ?g$ 
 
 Forbid  it  Lord,  that  I  mould  boafc, 
 But.  in  the  death  of  Chrift  my  God  5 
 
 All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  mod 
 I  facrince  them  to  his  blood. 
 
 See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet,, 
 Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down  $, 
 
 Did  e'er  fuch  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
 Or  thorns  compofe  fo  rich  a  crown.  I 
 
 His  dying  crimfon  like  a  robe> 
 
 Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree  ;*. 
 
 Then  am  I  dead  to  all'  the  globe, 
 And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 
 
 Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine,, 
 That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall  ; 
 
 Love  fo  amazing,  fo  divine, 
 
 Demands  my  foul,  my  life.,  my  all. 
 
 Watts; 
 
 &%mn  GCLXXV..  Common  Metre., 
 
 truji  in  God's  Word. 
 
 WHEN  fin  arid' forrow,  fear  and  pain; 
 My  trembling  heart  difmay 
 My  feeble  ftrength,  alas,  how  vain  \ 
 
 V2.J, 
 
 It  links  and  dies  awa- 
 
 My  fpirit  aiks  a  firmer  prop,, 
 I  lean  upon  the  Lord  •,. 
 
i96  HYMNS. 
 
 My  God,  the  pillar  cf  my  hope. 
 Is  thy  unchanging  word. 
 
 3  On  this  are  built,  the  brighter!  joys 
 
 Celeftial  beings  know, 
 And  'tis  the  fame  almighty  voice 
 Supports  the  faints  below. 
 
 4  'Tis  this  upholds  the  rolling  fpheres 
 
 And  heav'n's  immortal  frame  5 
 Then,  let  my  foul  fupprefs  her  fears 
 My  bails  is  the  fame* 
 
 5  Thy  facred  word,  thy  folemn  oath 
 
 Forever  muft  remain  ; 
 I  truft  in  everlafting  truth, 
 Nor  {hall  my  truft  be  vain, 
 
 Mrs.  Steeh, 
 
 %)Vmn  CCLXXVI.  Common  Metre, 
 
 ^  Repentance  and  Pardon.  Ha.  Iv. 
 
 3  "W^XHEN  fmners  quit  their  wicked  ways 
 \y      Their  evil  thoughts  ferego, 
 The  God  to  whom  their  fteps  return 
 Returning  grace  will  fhow, 
 
 2  He  pardons  with  overflowing  love  5 
 For,  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
 
HYMN  &  2$?- 
 
 «  My  nature  is  not  like  to  yours, 
 Nor  like  your  ways  to  mine. 
 
 "  But  far  as  heaven's  refplendent  orbs 
 
 Beyond  this  earth  extend  ; 
 So  far  my  tho'ts.,  fo  far  my  ways, 
 
 Your  tho'ts  and  ways  tranfcend. 
 
 "  Like  as  the  fhowers  from  heaven  diftii 
 
 Nor  thither  rife  again  ; 
 But  fwell  the  earth  with  fruitful  juice 
 
 And  all  its  tribes  fuftain  \ 
 
 "  So  not  a  word  that  flows  from  me 
 
 Shall  ineffectual  fall ; 
 
 But  univerfal  nature  prove 
 
 Obedient  to  my  calk 
 
 "  Where  briars  grew  in  barren  wilds 
 
 Shall  firs  and  myrtles  fpring  ; 
 And  nature  thro'  her  utmoft  bounds. 
 
 Eternal  praifes  $ng." 
 
 Scotcr  Paraphrafcs.. 
 
 fprtmn    CCLXXVII.    Long   Metre, 
 
 ■   The  Infiitence  of  the  Divine  Spirit, 
 
 W 
 
 HEN  the  bleft  comforter  is  nigh 
 'Tis  he  fuftains  my  fmking  heart 
 
a$8  HYMNS. 
 
 Elfe  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 
 And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 
 
 2  When  fome  kind  promife  glads  my  foul, 
 Does  not  his  kind  and  welcome  voice 
 The  tempeft  of  my  fears  control 
 
 And  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice  ? 
 
 3  When  e'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine 
 With  ardent  wifh  my  heart  afpires, 
 Can  it  be  lefs  than  power  divine 
 Which  animates  thefe  ftrong  delires  ? 
 
 4  What  lefs  than  thy  almighty  word 
 
 Can  raife  my  heart  from  earth  and  duft, 
 And  bid  me  welcome  to  my  Lord, 
 My  life,  my  treafure  and  my  truft  ? 
 
 5  And  when  my  lively  hope  can  fay 
 I  love  my  God  and  tafle  his  grace, 
 Lord  is  it  not  thy  blifsful  ray 
 Which  gives  the  vifion  of  thy  face  ? 
 
 6  Let  thy  good  fpirit  in  my  heart 
 Forever  dwell,  C  God  of  love  ; 
 
 And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart ; 
 Bieft  earned  of  the  joys  above. 
 
 Mrsn  Steel 
 
 Htyttm  CCLXXV1II.    Common  Met? 
 
 The  Pleafure  nf  Religion. 
 
 WHEN  true  religion  gains  a  place, 
 And  lives  within  the  mind, 
 
HYMNS.  299 
 
 The  fenfual  life  fubdu'd  by  grace, 
 And  all  the  foul  refin'd. 
 
 The  defart  blooms  in  living  green, 
 Where  thorns  and  briars  grew  ; 
 
 The  barren  walls  is  fruitful  feen, 
 And  all  the  profpect  new. 
 
 The  ftorms  of  rugged  winter  ceafe, 
 
 The  frozen  powers  revive  ; 
 Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace. 
 
 All  nature  feems  alive. 
 
 O  happy  chriftian,  richly  blefs'd  ! 
 
 What  floods  of  pleafure  roll  ! 
 By  God  and  man  he  (lands  confefs'd 
 
 In  dignity  of  foul. 
 
 Subftantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  I 
 
 His  maker  is  his  friend, 
 The  nobleft  bufmefs  his  employ, 
 
 And  happinefs  his  end  ! 
 
 Ye  fenfual,  worldly,  proud  and  vain, 
 
 Your  airy  good  purfue  \ 
 Let  me  religion's  pleafure  gain, 
 
 I'll  leave  the  world  to  you. 
 
 P*ouk 
 
3&o  HYMN  S. 
 
 fpptn  CCLXXIX.    Common   Metre, 
 
 The  Lajl  Tempefl. 
 i   ^E  X  T"HEN  wild  confufion  wrecks  the  air 
 \y     And  tempefts  rend  the  Ikies  5 
 "Whilft  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire 
 In  harm  diforder  rife  j 
 
 2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  (land 
 
 And  flrike  a  tuneful  fong, 
 My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand* 
 And  all  infpir'd  my  tongue. 
 
 3  I'll  fliout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders  roll, 
 
 And  fhake  the  fullen  fkv, 
 Your  founding  voice  from  pole  to  pole 
 In  angry  murmurs  try. 
 
 4  Let  the  earth  totter  en  her  bafe, 
 
 And  clouds  the  heaven  deform  ; 
 -Blow  all  ye  winds  from  every  place, 
 And  rufh  the  final  ftorm. 
 
 5  Come  quickly,  ble.fled  hope,  appear, 
 
 Bid  thy  fwift  chariot  fly, 
 Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
 And  fnatch  me  to  the  iky 
 
 6  Around  thy  wheels  in  the  glad  throng 
 
 I'd  bear  a  joyful  part  ; 
 Ail  hallelujah  on  my  tongue 
 All.  rapture  in  my  heart." 
 
 M.ByliSi 
 
II  Y  M  N  S.  3»x 
 
 .      pmm    CCLXXX.    Long    Metre, 
 
 To  Chrijl  the  Eternal  Life. 
 
 i  T  IT  HERE  fhall  the  tribes  of  Adam  find 
 V  V     The  fovereign  good  to  fill  the  mind  ? 
 Ye  ions  of  moral  wifdom  mow. 
 The  fpring  whence  living  waters  flow*    - 
 
 2.  Say,  will  the  Stok's  flinty  heart 
 Melt,  and  this  cordial  bairn  impart  ? 
 Could  Plato  find  thefe  blifsfal  iireams 
 Among  his  raptures  and  his  dreams  ? 
 
 3  In  vain  I  afk:  !  for  nature's  power 
 Extends  but  to  this  mortal  hour  \ 
 'Twas  but  a  poor  relief  $az  gave 
 
 •  Againft  the  terrors  of  the  grave* 
 
 4  Jefus,  our  kinfman  and  our  Lord, 
 By  angels  and  by  men  ador'd, 
 
 v  Thou  art  our  life  ;  our  fouls  in  t^cc 
 Pofiefs  a  full  felicity. 
 
 5  Let  athei$s  feoff  and  Jews  biafphemc 
 Th*  eternal  life,  and  jefu's  name  -, 
 Yet  our  immortal  hopes  are  laid 
 
 In  thee,  our  fur  ity  and  our  head. 
 
 E  B 
 
n  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 Thy  crofs,  thy  cradle  and  thy  throne* 
 Are  full  of  glories,  yet  unknown  ;    * 
 'Tis  heaven  on  earth,  'tis  heaven  above, 
 To  fee  thv  face,  to  fin?  thv  love. 
 
 Watts. 
 
 ipgHM  CCLXXXL    Common   Metre. 
 
 Mercy  before  Sacrifice. 
 
 j  -V-T THEREWITH  lhail  guilty  man  appear 
 W     Before  Jehovah's  throne  ? 
 Or  how  procure  thy  kind  regard 
 And  for  his  fins  atone  ? 
 
 '  *•- 
 •2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 
 And  fpicy  fumes  afcend  ? 
 Will  theie  our  earned  wifh  fucceed 
 And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 
 
 3  Should  thoufand  rams  in  flames  expire 
 Would  thefe  thy  favours  buy  ■? 
 Or  oil  that  Ihould  for  holy  fire 
 Ten  thoufand  ftremms  fupply. 
 
 .4  With  trembling  hands  and  bleeding  heart 
 Should  we  cur  offspring  flay  j 
 Would  this  atone  for  ill-defert 
 And  take  our  guilt  away  ? 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  3* 
 
 5  «  No,  faith  the  Lord,  'tis  fruitlefs  all 
 
 Such  coitly  rites  are  vain  ; 
 No  victims  frorr^the  field  or  flail 
 My  favour  can  obtain. 
 
 6  "  But  truth  to  men  and  juftice  mow, 
 
 And  proofs  of  mercy  give  ; 
 Then  humbly  walk  with  God  below 
 And  you  with  God  fhall  live. 
 
 7  «  Hands  that  are  clean  and  hearts  £ncere 
 
 I  never  will  defpife  ; 
 And  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
 To  coftly  facrifice." 
 
 ;  :  Liverpool  Co^le&ioa, 
 
 Ipgmn  CCLXXXII.   Common  Metre- 
 
 The  Nativity  of  Chriji. 
 
 1  -\1TTHILST  fhepherds  watch'd  their  flocki 
 
 \ Y  by  wght 
 
 Near  BethlJem5;s  happy  ground, 
 The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down 
 And  glory  ihone  around. 
 
 2  "  Fear  not,"  faid  he,  (for  mighty  dread 
 
 Had  feiz'd  their  troubled  mind,) 
 <*  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
 To  you  and  all  mankind. 
 
3©4  H  Y  M  N  S. 
 
 3  To  yew,  in  David's  town,  this  day 
 
 Is  born  of  David's  line  ; 
 The<Saviour,  who  is  Chrift  the  Lord, 
 And  this  fhall  be  the  figs* 
 
 4  The  heav'nly  babe  7011  there  mail  find- 
 
 To  human  view  difplay'd  •, 
 But  meanly  wrapp'd  in  fwathing  bands 
 And  in  -a  manger  laid.*' 
 
 5  Thus  fpake  the  feraph,  and  forthwith 
 
 Appear' d  a  mining  throng,  •  * 
 
 Of  angels,  p?aifing  God,  arid  thus, 
 AddreiVd  their  joyful  fong. 
 
 0  *■'•'  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 
 And  to  the  earch  be  peace  ! 
 Good  will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
 Begin  and  never  ceafe  !" 
 
 Patrick,  cr  Tate, 
 
 P%nm   CCLXXXIII.    Long   Metre. 
 
 Peace  of  Co;-fcic;:c£. 
 
 1   "TXTHILST  fome  in  folly's  pleafure  roll 
 \  f      And  feck  the  joys  which  hurt  the  foul  5 
 Be  mine  tHt  filent  calm  repaft, 
 
 ful  confcience  to  the  lafl  : 
 
 *i  That  tree  which  beats  immortal  fruit* 
 Without  a  canker  at  the  root  -% 
 
HYMNS.  30; 
 
 That  friend  who  never  fails  the  juft 
 "When  other  friends  defert  their  tnifjL 
 
 3  With  this  companion  in  the  made, 
 My  foul  no  more  mall  be  difmaysd  5 
 I  will  defy  the  midnight  gloom.,  . 
 And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 
 
 4  Though  God  afHiits,  I'll  noc  repine, 
 The  nobleft  comforts  fliil  are  mine  % 
 Comforts  which  fhall  o'er  death  prevail^ 
 And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 
 
 5  Amidfl  the  various  fcenes  of  ills 
 Each  itroke  iome  kind  deiign  fulfils  \ 
 
 And  fnall  I  murmur  at  my  God, 
 When  fovereign  love  direels  the  rod  ? 
 
 6  His  hand  will  fmooth  my  rugged  way, 
 -    Arid  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  5 
 
 To  milder  fkies  and  brighter  plains. 
 Where  everlailing  pleafure  reigns. 
 
 Enfield's  CollectioE. 
 
 ppmn  CCLXXXIV.   Common  Metre.  ? 
 
 •  jl 
 
 ■  'Devotion. 
 
 1   IT  T-HILST  thee  I  feek,  protecting  power! 
 
 VV     Be  my  vain  wime. 
 
 B   £ 
 
3o6  HYMN  S. 
 
 And  may  this  confecrated  hour 
 With  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 
 
 2  Thy  Love  the  power  of  thought  beftow'd* 
 
 To  thee  my  thoughts  would  foar  : 
 Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flcw'd, 
 That  mercy  I  adore. 
 
 3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
 
 Thy  ruling  hand  I  lee  ! 
 Each  bleffing  to  my  foul  more  dear, 
 Becaufe  conferr'd  by  thee, 
 
 4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days,. 
 
 In  every  pain  I  bear, 
 My  heart  fhall  find  delight  in  praife, 
 Or  feek  relief  in  prayer. 
 
 5  When  gladnefe  wings  my  favor'd  hour, 
 
 Thy  love  my  thoughts  fhall  fill : 
 Hefign'd  when  (torms  of  forrow  lower* 
 My  foul  fhall  meet  thy  will. 
 
 %  My  lifted  eye  without  a  tear 
 
 The  gathering  ftorm  fhall  iee  ; 
 My  ftedfaft  heart  fhall  know  no  fear, 
 That  heart  will  reft  on  thee  ! 
 
 MiisH.  M.  WiLLusrs, 
 
HYMNS.  307 
 
 ipgmn  CGLXXXV.  Long  Metre. 
 
 REANIMAriON. 
 
 AHymx  for  the  Humane  Society. 
 
 \The  Iqftjlanza  is  to  befung  by  fhofe  nuho  have  heen  res- 
 tored to  life  from  apparent  deaths 
 
 I  "\XTHO,  from  the  gloomy  {hades  of  night* 
 W     When  the  laft  tear  of  hope  is  fhed, 
 Can  bid  the  foul  return  to  light, 
 
 And  break  the  {lumber  of  the  dead  ? 
 
 1  No  human  {kill  that  heart  ean  warm,. 
 "Which  the  cold  blaft  of  native  froze  3 
 Recall  to  life  the  perim'd  form  \ 
 The  fecret  of  the  grave  difclofe. 
 
 3.  But  thou,  our  faving  God,  we  know, 
 
 Canft  arm  the  mortal  hand  with  power  \ 
 To  bid  the  ftagnant  pulfes  flow, 
 The  animating  heat  reftore. 
 
 4  Thy  will,  ere  nature's  tutor'd  hand 
 
 Could  with  young  life,  thefe  limbs  unfold'^ 
 Did  the  imprifon'd  brain  expand, 
 And  all  its  c<juntlefs  fibres  toid. 
 
 §  As  from  the  duft,  thy  forming  breath 
 Could  the  unconfcious  being  taife  £ 
 
3oS  HYMNS, 
 
 So  can  the  filent  voice  of  death 
 
 "Wake  at  thy  call,  in  fongs  of  praife. 
 
 6  "  Since  twice  to  die  is  ours  alone, 
 And  twice  the  birth  of  life  to  fee  j 
 O  let  us,  fuppliant  at  thy  throne, 
 Devote  out  fecondlifc-  to  thee." 
 
 Mrs.  Morton. 
 
 ijDginn  CCLXXXVI.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Fcith  Triumphant. 
 
 1  TTTHO  fiiall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 
 
 \  ▼      'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  fouls  t 
 And  mercy  like  a  mighty  ftream 
 O'er  all  .their  fms  divinely  rolls. 
 
 2  Who  fliafi  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  ? 
 Tis  Chrifl  who  iufrer'd  in  their  ftead  % 
 And  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
 
 Behold  him  rifmg  from  the  dead  ! 
 
 3  He  lives  !  he  lives  •    and  reigns  above. 
 Forever  interceding  there  \ 
 
 Who  fhnll  divide  us  from  his  love  ? 
 Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 
 
 4  Shall  perfecution  or  tliurefs, 
 Famine,  or  fword,  or  nakednefs  I 
 
HYMNS,  30$ 
 
 He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  thro', 
 And  makes  us  more  than  conq'rors  too. 
 
 ;  Faith  has  an  overcoming  power, 
 It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour ; 
 Chriftis  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope^ 
 Nor  can  we.  fink -with  fuch  a  prop. 
 
 >  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do., 
 Nor  powers  on  high,  nor  powers  below  ; 
 Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 
 Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chriffc  our  love. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 IpPHtn  CCLXXXVII.   Common  Metre, 
 
 Death  and  the  Refurrettion* 
 
 TIY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends^ 
 Or  ihake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
 
 Kric;  but  the  voice  that  Jefus  fend:,, 
 To  call  them  to  his  arms. 
 
 Why  fhoiild  we  tremble  to  convey 
 Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
 
 There  Jeius'  iacred  body  lay, 
 And  left  a  long  perfume. 
 
 The  graves  of  all  his  faints  he  blefs'ctj 
 
 And  foften'd  every  bed  ; 
 
no  HYMNS. 
 
 Where  fhould  the  dying  members  reft, 
 But  with  the  dying  head  ? 
 
 4  Thence  he  arofe,  afcended  high, 
 
 And  fhow'd  our  feet  the  way  \ 
 Up  to  the  Lord,  our  flefh  (hall  fly 
 At  the  great  rifing  day. 
 
 5  Then  {hall  the  laft  loud  trumpet  found, 
 
 And  bid  our  friends  arife  ; 
 Awake,  ye  nations,  from  the  ground, 
 "X  e  faints,  afcend  the  fkies. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 Jpgmn  CCLXXXVIIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 Looking  at  Things  Un/ten. 
 
 1  *\"JETHY  fhould  the  world's  alluring  toys 
 
 YY     Detain  our  hearts  and  eyes  j 
 Regard] efs  of  immortal  joys 
 And  ftrangers  to  the  Odes  ! 
 
 2  Thefe  tranfient  fcenes  will  foon  decay, 
 
 They  fade  upon  the  fight  5 
 And  quickly  will  their  brighter  day 
 Be  loll  in  endlefs  night. 
 
 3  Their  brighteft  day  !  alas,  how  vain  ! 
 
 With  confeious  fighs  we  own  \ 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  311 
 
 Whilft  clouds  of  forrow,  cars  and  pain 
 O'erihade  the  fmiling  noon. 
 
 4  O  could  our  tho'ts  and  wifhes  fly 
 
 Above  thefe  gloomy  fhades, 
 To  thofe  bright  worlds  beyond  the  fky 
 Which  forrow  ne'er  invades. 
 
 5  There  joys  unfeen  by  mortal  eyes 
 
 Or  realon's  feeble  ray, 
 In  ever  blooming  profpec~t,  rife 
 Unconfcious  of  decay. 
 
 5  Lord  fend  a  beam  of  light  divine 
 To  guide  our  upward  aim, 
 With  one  reviving  ray  of  thine 
 Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 
 
 7  Then  fhall  on  faith's  fublimefl  wing 
 Our  ardent  wiihes  rife, 
 To  thofe  bright  fcenes  where  pleafures  fpring 
 Immortal  in  the  fkies. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele, 
 
 i)2tnn  CCLSXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
 
 Marriage, 
 
 •w 
 
 ITH  cheerful  voices  rife  and  fing 
 The  praifes  of  our  God  and  King ; 
 
2i2  HYMNS. 
 
 For  he  alone  can  minds  unite, 
 And  blefs  with  conjugal  delight. 
 
 £  This  wedded  pair,  O  Lord  infpire 
 With  heavenly  love,  that  facred  fire  ; 
 From  this  bleft  moment  may  they  prove 
 The  blifs  divine  of.  marriage  love. 
 
 3  O  may  they  both  increafing  find 
 Subftantial  pleafures  of  the  mind  ; 
 Happy  together  may  they  be, 
 And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee* 
 
 4  To  you,  bleft  pair,  your  God  hath  given, 
 To  taile  the  love  which  reigns  in  heaven  ; 
 His  gift  with  all  your  powers  improve, 
 And  cultivate  that  virtuous  love. 
 
 5  So  may  you  live  as  truly  one  ; 
 
 And  when  your  work  on  earth- is  done^ 
 Rife,  hand  in  hand,  to  heaven,  and  fhafe 
 The  joys  of  love  forever  there  ! 
 
 Proud, 
 
 Iprnm  CCXC*      Common  Metre* 
 
 Tk  Penitent  Thief, 
 
 I  ~\%  TlTH  dc<  p  contrition,  grief  and  Hiame, 
 \\     Thethiel  his  crimes  confefs'd, 
 Then  turn'dhis  dying  eyes  to  Chrift, 
 And  thus  his  prayer  addrefs'd. 
 
HYMNS.  313 
 
 %  "  When  to  thy  kingdom  thou  -{halt  come 
 O  Lord,  remember  me." 
 «  This  day,  with  me  in  paradife 
 Thy  happy  foul  mall  be." 
 
 3  Thus  fpake  the  Saviour  to  a  wretch. 
 
 Who  languilrrM  at  his  fide  ; 
 Whilft  on  the  fatal  tree  he. hung, 
 And  bled  and  groan'd  and  dy'd.     , 
 
 4  Jefus,  thou  fon  and  heir  of  heaven^ 
 
 Thou  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
 Though  then  unjuftly  thou  was  brought 
 To  infamy  and  woe  ; 
 
 5  Yet  quickly  from  that  dreadful  fcene 
 
 In  triumph  thou  didft  rife, 
 Bur  ft  through  the  prlfon  of  the  gravt 
 And  gain  thy  native  Ikies  ! 
 
 $  Exalted  to  thy  father's  throne. 
 Pardon  and  life  to  give  ; 
 The  penitent  thou  ft  ill  doit  hear., 
 And  bid  the  fmner  live. 
 
 Altered  from  Stekhet, 
 
 ipgmn  CCSCL     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Tirjl  and  Second  Adam. 
 
 ITH  flowing  eyes  and  bleeding 'hearts 
 A  fallen  world  furvey  ! 
 G  c 
 
 w 
 
314  HYMNS. 
 
 Sec  the  wide  ruin  fin  has  made, 
 la  one  unhappy  day  ! 
 
 2  Adam,  in  God's  own  image  form'd, 
 
 See  from  his  God  eftrang'd  ! 
 And  all  the  joys  of  paradife 
 For  guilt  and  horror  chang'd  1 
 
 3  This  fatal  heritage  bequeathe 
 
 To  all  his  helplefs  race  ! 
 Thro*  this  dark  maze  of  fin  and  woe 
 Thus  to  the  grave  ws  pafs  ! 
 
 4  But,  O  my  foul,  with  rapture  hear 
 
 The  fecond  Adam's  name  ; 
 And  the  celeflial  gifts  he  brings 
 To  all  his  feed,  proclaim. 
 
 5  What  though  in  mortal  life  they  mourn  ? 
 
 What  though  by  death  they  fall  ? 
 Jefus  in  one  triumphant  day 
 
 Transforms  and  crowns  them  all ! 
 
 6  Praife  to  his  rich  tranfcending  grace 
 
 Even  by  our  fall  we  rife  ! 
 And  gain  for  earthly  Eden  loll 
 A  heavenly  Paradife ! 
 
 Mason,  altered- 
 
HYMNS.  3r 
 
 Jpgmn  CCXCIL     Common  Metre. 
 
 Compajjion  ofGhrjft* 
 
 1  "¥TT7TTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
 
 \\     Of  our  high  prieil:  above  j 
 His  heart  is  full  of  tendemefs, 
 Of  pity  and  of  love. 
 
 2  Tcuch'd  with  a  fymp&hy  within 
 .    He  knows  our  feeble  frame  ; 
 
 He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean 
 For  he  endur'd  the  fame. 
 
 3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure 
 
 The  great  Redeemer  flood  ; 
 When  Satan's  fieryv  darts  he  bore*. 
 And  did  refill  to  blood. 
 
 4  He  \  a  the  days  of  feeble  fleih 
 
 Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
 And  in  his  meafure  feels  afrefi^ 
 What  every  chriftian  bears. 
 
 5  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flax 
 
 But  raife  it  to  a  flame  j 
 The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
 Nor  fcorns  the  meaneil  name. 
 
 6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
 
 His  mercy  and  his-  power  ; 
 "We  (hall  obtain  delivering  grace 
 In  the  diftBcfung  hour* 
 
 Watts., 
 
3i6  HYMNS. 
 
 |)gmn  CCXCIII.     Common  Metre, 
 
 Repentance  and  Hope. 
 
 3  'W  TTTH  refliefs  agitations  tod, 
 YY     And  low  immers'd  in  woes, 
 When  fhall  my  wild  diftemper'd  thoughts 
 Regain  their  loft  repofe  ? 
 
 1  O  thou,  the  wretched's  lure  retreat, 
 Thefe  torturing  cares  control  ; 
 And  with  the  cheerful  fmile  of  peace 
 Revive  my  fainting  foul. 
 
 3  Did  ever  thy  paternal  ear 
 
 The  humble  plea  difdain  ? 
 Or  when  did  plaintive  mifery  £gh, 
 Or  fuppiicate  in  vain  ? 
 
 4  OpprefsM  with  grief  and  fhame,  difiblv'd 
 
 In  penitential  tears, 
 Thy  goodnefs  calms  our  refliefs  doubts 
 And  difrlpates  our  fears. 
 
 5  New  life  from  thy  refrefhing  grace 
 
 Our  fmking  hearts  receive  \ 
 For  'tis  thy  darling  attribute 
 To  pity  and  forgive. 
 
 6  From  that  bleft  fource,  propitious  hope 
 
 Appears  ferenely  bright ; 
 
HYMN'S;  317 
 
 And  fneds  its  foft  diffufive  beam, 
 O'er  forrow's  diimal  night. 
 
 7  My  griefs  confefs  its  vital  power, 
 And  blefs  the  friendly  ray  ; 
 Which  ufhers  in  the  glad  ferene 
 Of  everlafting  day. 
 
 Mrs.  Carter. 
 
 &%mn  CGXCIV.    Lmg  Metre, 
 
 Jefits  Ckrifty  the  fame  Tefterday,  to  Day  and  Forever, 
 
 1  "YTJTTTH  wonder.  Lord,  our  fouls  proclaim- 
 
 W     Th'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  i 
 AiTembled  round  our  Saviour's  throne 
 We  make  his  countlefs  glories  known. 
 
 2  Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  wann'd 
 Or  Gabriel's  nobler  fpirit  fermM  j 
 Before  creation  was  begun, 
 
 Before  all  ages,  was  the  So^r. 
 
 Thro'  all  fucceedins:  a^es  he 
 
 fc>       O 
 
 The  fame  hath  been  and  ftill  (hall  be  3; 
 Immortal  honours  grown  his  head/, 
 Tfco*  earth  and  ikieswax  old-  and  fade. 
 
 4  The  fame  his  power  his  fiocl:  to-  guards 
 The  fame  his  bounty  to  reward  ; 
 C  c  %■ 
 
-IS  HYMNS. 
 
 The  fame  his  faithfulnefs  and  love, 
 To  faints  on  earth  and  faints  above. 
 
 5  Let  nature  change,  and  fink,  and  die, 
 Jefus  (hall  raife  his  people  high  r, 
 And  place  them  near  his  father's  throne 
 In  glory  lading  as  his  own. 
 
 DODDRIDGS. 
 
 ipgmn  CCXCV.     Common  Metre* 
 
 The  Chrijliarts  Farewell. 
 
 i  "^^"E  golden  lamps  of  heaven  farewell* 
 With  all  your  feeble  light  *, 
 Farewell  thou  ever  changing  moon, 
 Pale  emprefs  of  the  night. 
 
 2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
 In  brighter  flames  array'd  ; 
 
 My  foul  that  fprings  beyond  thy  fphere, 
 No  more  demands  thy  aid. 
 
 3  Ye  ftars  are  but  the  fhining  dufl 
 Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
 
 The  pavement  of  thofe  heavenly  courts, 
 Where  I  (hall  fee  my  God. 
 
 4  The  father  of  eternal  light 
 Shall  there  his  beams  difplay  ; 
 
 Nor  fhall  one  moment's  dfcirknefs  mix 
 With  that  unvaried  day. 
 
 1  i 
 
HY  M  NS.  2*9 
 
 5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 
 
 Shall  fwell  into  my  eyes  ; 
 Nor  the  meridian  fun  decline, 
 Amidft  thofe  brighter  ikies. 
 
 6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  faints 
 
 Shall  in  one  fong  unite ; 
 And  each.,  the  blifs  of  all  fhall  view 
 With  inflnke  delight* 
 
 DODDRIDGE: 
 
 fpgmn  CCXC  VI.  Cgmmon  Metre, 
 
 Divine  Gocdnefs*. 
 
 1  *\7^  humble  fouls  approach  your  Go4r 
 
 JL     With  fongs  of  facred  praife  ; 
 For  he  is  good,  immenfely  good, 
 And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 
 
 2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care., 
 
 In  him  we  live  and  move  y 
 But  nobler  benefits  declare 
 The  wosders  of  his  love* 
 
 ^  He  gave  his  well  beloved  Ton, 
 To  fave  our  fouls  from  fin  \ 
 Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodneis  known v 
 And  proves  it  all  divine. 
 
 4  To  this  Aire  refuge,* Lord,  we  come*. 
 And  here  our  hope  relies  $ 
 
3*0  HYMN  & 
 
 A  fafe  defence,  a  peaceful  home 
 "When  ftorms  of  trouble  rife. 
 
 5  Thine  eye  beholds  with  kind  regard 
 
 The  fouls  who  truft  in  thee ; 
 Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward 
 With  bins  divinely  free* 
 
 6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
 
 What  honours  fhall  we  raife  ; 
 Not  all  the  raptur'd  fongs  above 
 Can  render  equal  praife. 
 
 Mrs.  Steele* 
 
 $)gmn    C'CXCVII.    Long  Metre. 
 
 Bhjfedare  the  Poor  in  Spirit. 
 
 I  "^7*E  humble  fouls  complain  no  more, 
 Let  faith  furvey  your  future  ftqre, 
 How  happy,  how  divinely  bleft, 
 The  facred  words  of  truth  atteft. 
 
 When  confcious  grief  laments  fincere 
 And  pours  the  penitential  tear  ; 
 Hope  points  to  your  deje&ed  eyes,. 
 A  bright  reverfion  in  the  Ikies. 
 
 In  vain  the  fons  of  wealth  and  pride 
 Defpife  your  lot,  your  hopes  dsride  -r 
 
HYMNS.  351 
 
 In  vain  they  boaft  their  little  flores, 
 Tribes  are  theirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 
 
 4  A  kingdom,  cf  immenfe  delight, 
 Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite  5 
 A  kingdom  which  fha!I  ne'er  decay 
 Tho*  earthly  kingdoms  fade  away. 
 
 5  There  mall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
 The  glorious  friend,  who  dy'd  for  you  5 
 Who  dy'd  to  ranfom,  dy'd  to  raife 
 
 To  crowns  oi*  joy  and  fongs  of  praife. 
 
 6  Jefus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  prayer* 
 Confirm  to  me,  my  intereft  there  j 
 Whatever  be  my  lot  below, 
 This,  this  my  foul  defires  to  know* 
 
 j-  O  let  me  hear  thy  voice  divine, 
 
 Pronounce  the  glorious  biefiing  mine  \ 
 Enroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
 My  largeft  wifhes  aik.  no  more. 
 
 Mrs.  Steeli, 
 
 !pgmn  CCXCVIII.     Common  Metre. 
 
 The  Invitation.  Ifa.  lv. 
 
 I  "XTE  thirfty  fouls,  approach  the  fpring 
 J[     Where  living  waters  flow  j 
 Free  to  that  facred  fountain,  all 
 Without  a  price  may  go* 
 
3*i  HYMNS. 
 
 2  (C  How  long  to  ftreams  of  falfe  delight 
 
 Will  ye  in  crouds  repair  ? 
 How  long  your  ftrength  and  fubftance  wafts 
 On  trifles  light  as  air  ? 
 
 3  «  My  (lores  afford  thofe  rich  fupplies 
 
 That  health  and  pl^aiure  give  ; 
 Incline  your  ear  and  come  to  me, 
 The  foul  that  hears  fhall  live. 
 
 4  « "With  you  a  cov'nant  I  will  make, 
 
 That  ever  mail  endure  ; 
 The  hope  which  glad'ned  David's  heart 
 My  mercy  hath  made  fure. 
 
 5  «f  Behold  he  comes,  your  leader  comes 
 
 With  might  and  honour  crown'd  ; 
 A  witnefs  who  {hall  fpread  my  name 
 To  earth's  remoteft  bound. 
 
 6  (:  See,  nations  haften  to  his  call 
 
 From  every  diftant  fhore  •, 
 Iilands  unknown  fhall  bow  to  him, 
 And  Ifrael's  God  adore." 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafcs. 
 
 $)gmn  CCXCIX.    Common  Metre. 
 
 the  Go/pel  Feajl. 
 
 1 Y 
 
 E  wretched,  hungry,  ftarving  poor, 
 Behold  a  royal  feait  ! 
 
H  Y  M  N  S.  '        323 
 
 Where  mercy  fpreads  her  bounteous  flore 
 For  eyery  humble  gueiL 
 
 2  See  Jefus  ftands  with  open  arms. 
 
 He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  : 
 Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms. 
 But  fee  there  yet  is  room  ! 
 
 3  In  Jefu's  condefcending  heart 
 
 Both  love  and.  pity  meet  \ 
 Nor  will  he  bid  the  foul  depart, 
 That  trembles  at  his  feet. 
 
 4  Come  then,  and  with  his  people  tafle 
 
 The  bleffings  of  his  love ; 
 While  hope  attends  the  fweet  repafl, 
 Of  nobler  joys  above. 
 
 5  There  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
 
 Before  th*  eternal  throne  ; 
 .    Ten  thoufand,  thoufand  fouls  rejoice, 
 In  extafies  unknown. 
 
 6  And  yet  ten  thoufand,  thoufand  more, 
 
 Are  welcome  ftill  to  come  ; 
 
 Ye  longing  fouls,  the  grace  adore, 
 
 Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 
 
 Mrs.   Steele* 
 
 ij}gmn    CCC.    Common   Metre, 
 
 /'  true  and Faffs  Zeal. 
 
 /"^EAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 
 Jf^A  The  fire  of  love  fupplies ; 
 
324      '  HYMNS. 
 
 Whilft  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
 Is  felf  but  in  difguife. 
 
 •a  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
 Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
 The  falfe  is  headftrong,  fierce  and  wild, 
 And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
 
 3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  chriftian  warms, 
 
 He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
 But  felf  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
 Its  party  to  increafe. 
 
 4  Zeal  has  attain'd.  its  highefl  aim, 
 
 Its  end  is  fatisfy'd, 
 If  fmnerslove  the  Saviour's  name 
 Nor  feeks  it  aught  befide. 
 
 5  But  felf,  however  well  employ'd, 
 
 Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 
 And  fays  as  boafting  Jehu  cry'd, 
 "  Come  fee  what  I  can  do." 
 
 6  Self  may  its  own  reward  obtain 
 
 And  be  applauded  here  ; 
 But  zeal  the  belt  applaufe  will  gain 
 When  Jefus  fhall  appear. 
 
 7  This  idol  felf,  O  Lord,  dethrone, 
 
 And  from  our  hearts  remove ; 
 And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  fhown 
 But  that  which  fprings  from  love. 
 
 Neu'ton 
 
ASCRIPTIONS  and  BENEDICTIONS* 
 
 Founded  on  TEXTS  of  ScRJPTUZJR  g  to  he  fung 
 Gt  the  End  of  Pfaims  and  Hymns y  in  various 
 .Metres* 
 
 n 
 'Common  Metre. -^-Single, 
 
 Phihiv.  7. 
 
 MAY  peaee  which  from  the  Lord  pro* 
 ceeds, 
 ich  Chrift  alone  imparts. 
 Which  human  knowledge  far  exceeds^ 
 Freferve  and  keep  our  hearts 
 
 n, 
 Pfdlm  x:c>  iiL  $i 
 
 Lord  blefs  thy  people,  who  to  thee 
 
 Do  all  their  fafety  owe$ 
 Feed  thou  thy  flock  andraifs  them  up 
 
 When  they  are  fallen  low. 
 
 Unknown 
 
 I  IK 
 
 key,  y.  1 18 
 
 Blenxng  and  honour,  glory,  po^vrer^ 
 By  dll  in  earth  and  heavsn^ 
 D  £ 
 
*S6  ASCRIPTIONS,  &c* 
 
 To  him  who  fits  upon  the  throne, 
 And  to  the  Lamb  be  given. 
 
 Another. 
 
 To  him  who  fits  upon  the  throne. 
 
 The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
 And  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flai;f, 
 
 Be  glory  evermore. 
 
 Scotch  Paraphrafes, 
 
 V. 
 
 Common  Metre.— -Double* 
 
 Phil.  ii.  iq,  xi. 
 
 Let  every  creature  bow  their  head, 
 
 To  God's  exalted  Son  \ 
 Since  God  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
 
 And  plac'd  him  on  his  throne. 
 
 Let  every  mortal  tongue  confefs 
 
 That  Jefus  is  the  Lord  ; 
 Thus  when  the  Saviour's  name  we  blef^ 
 
 The  Father  is  zdor\L 
 
 VI; 
 
 Hebrews  xiii.  ac,  a  J. 
 
 Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  lovc^ 
 Who  fronl  the  {hades  of  death, 
 
A  S  C  R  I  PTI  O  NS,  &c.  3*7 
 
 Rcftor'd  $he  fhepherd  of  the  Cheep, 
 To  draw  immortal  breath, 
 
 Enrich  our  fouls  with  every  grace 
 
 That  we  may  do  his  will , 
 And  all  that's  plea£ng  in  his  fight, 
 
 Infpire  as  to  fulfil. 
 
 Ri  p  p  on  ' s  Cplle Ai$».?. 
 
 ¥11. 
 
 Rer.i.  5,6. 
 
 To  him  who  wafhM  us  from  our  fins:> 
 
 In  his  own. precious  blo(5d  , 
 And  made  us  Kings  and  Priefis,  before 
 
 His  Father  and  his  God5 
 
 To  him  who,  died  and  rofe  again, 
 
 Be  glory  ever  given ; 
 And  may  his  wide  dominion  fpread 
 
 Throughout  tke  earth  and  heaven*. 
 
 vni. 
 Rev.  v.  9,  ic. 
 
 Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wail  flaiir| 
 
 To  open  every  feal, 
 And  from  the  book  of  God's  decrees 
 
 His  caunfels  to  reveal 
 
*S  ASCRIPTIONS,&e, 
 
 Thou  haft  redeemM.  us  by  thy  blood, 
 
 From  fin  haft  fet  us  free, 
 Had  made  us  Kings  and  Priefts  to  God* 
 
 And  we  fhall  reign  with  thee. 
 
 Partly  from  Watts. 
 
 Long  Metre. ~— Singlec 
 
 Mat.  xxi.  9, 
 
 H OS  ANNA*  to  King  David's  Son, 
 Who  reigns  on  a  iuperior  throne  \ 
 "We  biefs  the  prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
 Who  brought  falvation  down  to  earth. 
 
 Watts. 
 11. 
 
 1  Tim.  i.  17. 
 
 Now  to  the  great  eternal  King, 
 Th'  immortal  God,  we  mortals  fing* 
 God  only  wife  wc  glorify, 
 Invifible  to  mortal  eye. 
 
 S.  D. 
 in. 
 
 1  Tim.  vi.  15,  16. 
 
 To  him  who  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
 Beyond  the  reach  of  human  fight, 
 
 *  The  word  Kofanna  fignifies  "  Save,  we  befeecb  thee/ 
 an  afcriptiorj  of  honour  to  (Thrift  as  our  Sayiour. 
 
ASCRIPTIONS,  &c.  32* 
 
 The  King  fupreme,  the  Lord  of  heaven,. 
 Be  endlefs  praife  and  honour  given. 
 
 aTheff.iI.16,  17. 
 
 May  Go- jTie  Father  and  his  Son, 
 From  whom  all  love  and  grace  proceed^ 
 Comfort  our  hearts  and  'itablifh  us 
 In. every  virtuous  word  and  deed.. 
 
 Lcng    Metre*    Six  Lines; 
 
 Jude,  yer.  34? *5» 
 
 To  him  whofe  wifdom,,love  and  power 
 Preferv.es  us  in  temptation's  hour, 
 Who- will  prefentour  fouls  complete 
 Before  the  glory  of  his  feat  ; 
 To  God  our  Saviour,  only  wife, 
 Let  fongs  of  praife  and  honour  rife.. 
 
 All  Sevens  Metre:, 
 
 %  Cor.  xiii    14- 
 AY  the  grace  of  CHrifli  our  Saviour 
 And  the  Fathers  boundle  s  love^ 
 Withthd  holy  Spirit's  favour 
 Reft  upon  us  from  above.. 
 
 JD  d  %  3S«£WToit^ 
 
53«        ASCRIPTIONS,  &♦. 
 
 Short  Metre. 
 I. 
 
 Rom.xvi.  %$9  37. 
 
 TO  Goci  the  only  wife, 
 Who  keeps  us  by  his  word, 
 Be  glory  now  qnd  evermore 
 Thro*  Jefus  Chrift  our  Lord. 
 
 11. 
 
 %  Cor.  xiii.  14. 
 
 The  grace  of  Chrift  our  Lord, 
 The  Father's  boundlefs  love, 
 The  Spirit's  bleft  communion  to© 
 Ee  with  us  from  above. 
 
 in.. 
 
 Mat,  xxi.  9,    John  i.  14* 
 
 Hofanna  to  the  Word 
 Who  from  the  Father  came,, 
 •Afcribe  falvation  to  the  Lord 
 And  ever  blefs  his  name, 
 
 Hallelujah  Metre* 
 
 1. 
 hi,  19— <5a!„  iiu  1  v— Col.  u  1% 
 
 I 
 
 .  ,•  the  v/orld  V;?n; 
 
ASCRIPTIONS,^  33s 
 
 To  him  who  bore  the  curfe 
 To  fave  rebellious  man, 
 To  him  who  forms 
 
 Our  fouls  for  heaven  i 
 Be  endlefs  praife 
 And  glory  given. 
 
 Watt*. 
 
 ii. 
 
 Mat.  xxi.  9— A<5b  v.  xj— -Phii.  ii.  xx. 
 
 Hofanna  to  the  king 
 Of  David's  royal  blood, 
 Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
 Forgiving  grace  from  God  5. 
 Upon  his  head, 
 
 Shall  honours  ref:  ; 
 And  every  tongue 
 Pronounce  him  blefL 
 
 Watts. 
 
 hi* 
 
 Heb.  L  6— Rev.  v.  zi,  i%t 
 
 With  angels  round*  the  throne 
 And  faints  who  dwell  above, 
 We  join  to  praife  the  Son 
 
 And  ting  his  wondrous  love.. 
 .  Worthy  the  lamb 
 
 Who  once  was  flam. 
 O'er  heaven  and  eartk ' 
 -  To  live  and  reign*- 
 
nz         ASCRIPTIONS,  &c» 
 
 IV. 
 
 i  Cor.  xt.  47 — Col.  i.  1 8 — A&s  v.  31, 
 
 To  Chrift  the  Lord  from  heaven, 
 The  nrft-born  from  the  dead  ; 
 The  prince  of  fife,  be  glory  given* 
 And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread  g 
 Through  earth's  extent 
 
 His  honours  raife  ; 
 And  all  confent, 
 His  name  to  prai&*. 
 
INDEX   to  the  Matter  of  each  PSALM 
 and  HYMN. 
 
 f,  ftands  for  Pfa!m.     h.  for  Hymn.     The  figures  refer  net 
 to  the  Pages  bat  to  the  Number  of  each  Pfalxsi  and  Hymn, 
 
 A 
 
 BRAHAM,thePromife  to  him  fulfilled  p.  105* 
 ,  extended  to  the  Gentiles,  h.  74,  21  s» 
 
 Adam  the  Firft  and  Second;,  p.  8,  h.  291 
 
 adoption,  h.  35a 
 
 AfBietion,  p.  119,  12th  part,  14th  part. 
 
 the  cure  of  Folly  h.  164. 
 
 ■  Divine  Goodnefs  in,  h.  190* 
 
 Submiffion  to,  h.  214. 
 
 rige,  Confolalions  of,  p,  71.  h.  55. 
 American  Revolution,  p.  75. 
 tAngeIs,  their  Minilhy  to  Chrifb,  Ii.  2ii« 
 
 "■— — Song,  h.  104. 
 
 — Worfhip,  p*  103,  4th  pt. 
 
 B 
 BAPTISM,  by  Immerfion,  h.  127. 
 
 - — -- — of  Infants,  h.  111,159,  aai,  %$%» 
 
 |3ea  itudes,h.37.. 
 
 •Better  part,  h.  26. 
 
 BjfefSngs* Spiritual,  p.  81,  106.  h.  107. 
 
 ,_ —7— —  and  Temporal  p.  1^9,  4th  pt, 
 
 [Body  Frail,  h.  147. 
 
 — —  Wonderfully  made,  p.  1^9,  5th  pt* 
 
 C  ~ 
 CANAAN  Heavenly,  p.  ic7. 
 
 — Loft,  pi  95. 
 
 Captivity,  p.  1370 
 
 Parity,  p.  37,  41?  312..   h,  39,  135,  145?  if*. 
 
 Greater  than  Faith  or  Kcpe,  k«  149, 
 
 b$4  Dm&  of,  h.  uh  sa& 
 
334  I  N  D  E  X. 
 
 Children  Devoted  to  God,  h.  25  2. 
 
 •        Religious  Education  of,  p.  78. 
 
 •  i  -■    ■ —  ChrifVs  Regard  to.  h.  221. 
 CHRIST  his  Afcenfion,  p,  24,  68.    h.  17,  :c;-, 
 
 Seen  of  Angels,  h.  an. 
 
 Branch  of  David,  h.  6. 
 
 Bread  of  Life,  h.  141. 
 
 Bridegroom  of  the  Church,  p.  45., 
 
 his  Crofs,  our  Glory, h.  21,  274. 
 
 his  ComrciiEon,  h.  101,  253. 
 
 his  Compaflion,  h.  182,  251,  ^92. 
 
 his  Conquer!  and  Triumph,  h.  163*  259* 
 
 his  Eternity,  p.  102. 
 
 his  Example,  p..  109.    h.  14, 167. 
 
 his  Exaltation,  p.  2.     h.  17,  62. 
 
 his  Grace  and  Glory,  h.  1S7. 
 
 the  Head  of  his  Church,  h.  139. 
 
 his  Humiliation,  h.  239. 
 
 the  Image  of  "God,  h.  244. 
 
 his  Interceilion,  h.  285. 
 
 his  Invitation,  h.46. 
 
 his  Kingdom,  p.  2,  72,  98.     h.  194, 
 
 the  King  of  Saints,  h.  48. 
 
 the  Lamb  of  God,  h.  30,  44. 
 
 our  Life,  h.  271,  280. 
 
 his  Million  and  Sacrif,ce,  p.  40. 
 
 the  Morning  Star,  h.  6. 
 
 his  Nativity,  h.  31,  104,  223,  28a* 
 
 his  Obedience  to  Death,  p.  69. 
 
 Opening  the  Sealed  Book,  h.  9. 
 
 his  Offices  and  Names,  h.  140. 
 
 Precious  in  Life  and  Death,  h.  133. 
 
 his  Priefthoed  p.  no.    h.  188.^  ' 
 
 hi3  Preexrftence,  and  Incarnation,  h.  27. 
 
 the  Phyfician  of  the  Soul,  h.  50. 
 
 a  Prince  and  Saviour,  h  6a. 
 
 his  Refurredtion,  p.  2,  16.    h.  2, 17,  29, 105. 
 
 Salvation  by  him,  p  85.    h.  138. 
 
 tfee  Same  Ycfterday  to  Day  and  Forever,  k.  294* 
 
CfStUST  a  Shepherd,  h.  147. 
 
 the  Si^ht  of him  in  Hesren,  h.  51. 
 
 the  Spirit  his  Gift,  p.  68,  73. 
 
 our  Strength  and  Rij?hteoufnefs  p«  71. 
 
 his  Sufferings  and  Gior^,  p,  22,  69*   h.  I2.& 
 
 the  Sun  of  Righteoufnefs,  h.  87. 
 
 the  Supreme  beauty,  h.  %%$* 
 
 his  Victory  and  Dominion,  h„  264* 
 
 the  Victory  of  his  Death,  h.  13  a, 
 
 the  Way  to  Goct,h.  130.   . 
 
 the  Wifdom  of  God,  h«  223* 
 'ChriiKan's  Farewell,  h.  295. 
 
 = — ■  Race  h.  25,  175% 
 
 Church  the  Birth  place  of  Saints,  p.  87. 
 
 the  Bride  cf  Chrift,  p.  45.    h.  1^7. 
 Jewiih  and  Ohriftian  Compared,  p.  133. 
 its  Glory  and  Defence,  h.  95. 
 our  Safety  and  Delight,  p.  17,  93,    h.  11©,  19$, 
 Citizen  of  Zion,  p.  15. 
 Colonies  Planted  and  Puniiaed,  p,  1©*, 
 Common  Mercies,  h.  90- 
 Companion  and  Fofgivenefs,  h.  iai. 
 — —    -'_    --  for  Sinful  Men*  p.  119,  5th  pi, 
 Complaint  and  Hope,  p.  143. 
 Communion  with  God,  h.  403,  41©. 
 with  Chrift,  h.  258. 
 
 Condefcenfion  of  God,  p.  8,  113.  h.  150* 
 
 Confeffion  and  Pardon,  p.  34.   h.  174. 
 
 Confidence  in  God,  p.  7,  18,  17,  28,  31,  S4i  5&i  5*f  £7i 
 
 146.    h.  89,  275. 
 Confcience  Tefiajaoay  of,  h.  2 43^ 
 Peace  of,  h.  283. 
 
 Confolaticn  in  Chrift,  h-.  138. 
 —  --  ■--    in  Death,  p.  3$, 
 
 6 — «- —  in  Providence,  p,  77, 
 
 Conviction  of  Sin,  h*  154. 
 Contrite  Heart,  h.  206. 
 GorruptioH  Moral,  p.  x?t  14?  53* 
 Contentment,  p. 131* 
 
33<S  INDEX 
 
 Covenant  of  Grace,  p.  89.    h.  119, 169*  i^ 
 Creation  Old  and  New,  p.  8*  h.  2 o,  217. 
 
 — and  Providence,  p.  33*   h.  61,  85,  160. 
 
 Creatures  Vain  and  God  all  Sufficient,  p.  33.  6a. 
 
 their  Voice  Proclaiming  God,  p*  104. 
 
 D 
 DARKNESS  Walking  in,  h.  103. 
 Death,  p.  38,  39,  88,  89,  90.  h.  153. 
 -  ■        ,  the  End  of  the  Christian's  Couri€,h»  49,  33S. 
 
 — ,  and  the  Refurrection,  h.  287^  . 
 
 • ,  Triumph  over,  h.  15,  470. 
 
 Decency,  h.  33. 
 devotion,  h.  284. 
 
 ~ *■»  by  Day  and  Night,  p.  j,  134. 
 
 Direction  Divine  alked,  p.  a$» 
 Difcipline  Fatherly,  h.  108, 173. 
 Diftrefs  Relieved,  pt$%9  4«>  126,  1** 
 
 •     Faith  m  Time  of,  h.  214. 
 Doubts  and  Fears  SupprefTed,  p.  3. 
 
 E 
 ENEMIES  Deliverance  from,  p.  5  4>  59,70, 154,  zifij  14a 
 
 Complaint  agamft,  p.  120. 
 
 a i_^j-  Love  to,  p.  209. 
 
 Envy,  Cured  p.  3  7. 
 Evening,  p.  4.    hu  125,  20  j* 
 F 
 FAITH  Correcting  Impatience,  p.  ss- 
 
 Encouraged,  p.  9. 
 
 in  the  Names  of  God,  h.  i»6i 
 
 in  thePromife  of  Salvation,  h.  28. 
 
 in  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice,  h.  i6xa 
 
 in  a  Time  of  Diftrefs,  h.  224. 
 
 Living  and  Dead,  h.  166. 
 
 Triumphant,  h.  286. 
 
 Walking  by,  h.  6% 
 family  Duties  and  Blemc£s,  p.  ut» 
 
 — Religion,  p.  101. 
 
 Faft  in  War,  p.  20, 44. 
 Fear  of  God,  h.  82. 
 
INDEX.  33? 
 
 HaftGofpel,  h.  114,  u3,  334,199. 
 Forgivenefs  Sought,  p.  25* 
 Fortitude,  h.  13. 
 Funerai  Thought,  h.  99. 
 
 -  G 
 GOD,  his  All-feeing  Eye,  p.  139,  2d  pt  6th  jpfc 
 
 All  Sufficient,  p.  ^3t  62, '73. 
 
 his  Approbation  of  the  Juil,  p.  24. 
 
 his  Care  of  his  People,  p.  76. 
 
 his  Compaffion  to  Sinners,  h.  182. 
 
 his  Condefcenfion,  p.  8,  113.    h,  %^ 
 
 our  Creator,  p.  139,  3d  pt.  tu  172.  , 
 
 liis  Eternity,  p.  90. 
 
 exalted  above  all  Praife,  ^58, 
 
 his  Eternal  Counfels,  h.  141. 
 
 his  Faithfulness,  h.  11 1.  159. 
 
 his  Goodnefs,p.  36*  56,  57,  66,  68,  14.*  >    146. 
 k  h.  59,  i53,  254*  296 
 
 his  Grace  in  Chrift,  h.  218. 
 
 his  Holinefs  and  Sovereignty,  p.  93, 97. 
 
 his  Juftice,  p.  11,  18,  68.  h.  117. 
 
 his  Incomprehenfibility,  h.  41, 42. 
 
 known  by  his  Worksop.  19,  136.  h.  92. 
 
 his  Majefty,  p.  29. 
 
 iiis  Mercy  in  Judgment,  p.  103. 
 
 his  Various  Names,  h.  226. 
 
 his  Name  Proclaimed  to  Mofe*,  h.  1-9. 
 
 his  Perfections  and  Works,  p.  in,  136,  14&J 
 
 «ur  Portion  and  Hope,  p.  73.  h.  128. 
 
 his  Power,  p.  66,93,  145.  -h.  117. 
 
 hjs  Prefence  Mortifying  us  to  the  World,  h.  43. 
 
 his  Regard  to  our  Weaknefs,  p.  103.  ■ 
 
 &ur  Shepherd,  p.  23. 
 
 the  Searcher  of  Hearts,  p.  139,  6th  ft. 
 
 transforming  Vifion  ef,  p.  17. 
 
 his  Unity  and  Sovereignty,  p.  86,  135.     h.  54. 
 
 his  UncnangeabLeaefs,  p.  102.  106.  h.  86. 
 
 his  Univerfal  Prefence,  p.  139,  ill  pt, 
 
 -Jus  Wifdorn,  p.  11.1,  139,  ?,dpt.  h-  8, 
 
33S  INDEX, 
 
 Good  out  of  Evil,  202. 
 Gofpel  BlefTed,  p.  89.  h.  131. 
 
 its  Excellency,  h.  75. 
 
 its  Power  and  Triumph,  h.  1^3  <■ 
 
 itsSuccefs,  h.  65,  88. 
 
 not  Afhamed  of  it,  h.  122. 
 Grace  and  Glory,  p.  97. 
 Gratitude,  p.  9 1.  h.57,  78, 170,  266,  267 
 Grave  Deilroyed,  h.  262. 
 Gravity  in  Deportment,  h.  33. 
 
 H. 
 HAPPINESS  in  God,  p.  3. 
 
 . an<i  Mifery,  p.  r,  37. 
 
 Heaven,  p.  24.  h.  45,  47,  180,  238. 
 
 ; — ,  Longing  for,  h.  193. 
 
 Holinefs,  p.  34, 119,  loth  &  nth  pt.  h,  22s. 
 ■Hope,  p.  43- h.  i?& 130*  293. 
 Houieof  Prayer,  h.  84. 
 Humility,  p.  131.  h.  73,  25A 
 Kypocrilv,  p.  50.  h,  76,  2-18. 
 
 I 
 IDOLATRY,  p.  115,  135. 
 Impatience,  p.  55. 
 Imitation  of  God's  Goodnefs,  h.  83= 
 Influence  Divine,  h.  171. 
 Infurreclion,  p.  64. 
 Intemperance,  p.  107,  3d  pt, 
 Interceffion  of  Chrifl,  h.  185. 
 Ifrael's  Journey,  p.  tg£,  107,  iftpt,  iia- 
 Ignorance  of  Man,  hr  32. 
 
 J 
 
 JACOB'S  Vow,  h.  205. 
 Jerufalem  New,  h.  1 65 , 
 Joy  Heavenly,  h.  47. 
 
 and  Gratitude,  h.  57. 
 
 jubilee,  h.  40,  162. 
 Judgment  Final,  p.  50.  h*  2.79. 
 Jufhce,  h.  lao. 
 - —  of  God,  p.  18. 
 
TNDE'X.  3£ 
 
 ^  K~ 
 
 KINGDOM  of  Chrift,  p.  98.  h.  194.  ^ 
 .Knowledge  of  God,  p.  n 9;  9th  pr. 
 
 L 
 LAW  and  GofpeJ,  h.  235. 
 Life,  its  Shortnefs,  p.  9c,  h.  116,  231. 
 ?■ — j  its  Value,  h.  153, 
 'Looking  at  things  unfeen,  h.  2 83. 
 Ljfd's  Day,p..5,i9,  63,-92,  n8,iaa.is..i&,24>  sjfu  jta 
 
 ■ Prayer,  h.  66. 
 
 Supper,  h.  134,  242>  «jSi  260c 
 
 Love  Brotherly,  p.  133.  h,-j%,  196. 
 
 I of  God  to  the  Church,  h.  i36. 
 
 ! to  God,  h.:97. — and  Man,  h,  249^ 
 
 ~  to  the  Saviour  ardent,  h.5%, 
 
 M 
 MAGISTRATES  warned,  p.  82,  94, 
 Marriage,  p.  i*8.  h.  17 7,.  28.9. 
 
 — of  the  Lamb,  h.  10.. . 
 
 Meditation,  h.  168, 
 
 Meeknefs,  h.  108. 
 
 Mercy  before  Sacrifice,  h.  248,  281.- 
 
 Michael  and  the  Dragon,  h.  146, 
 
 Miniilers  ordained,  h.  70,  253.  See  GofpeJ, 
 
 — Watchmen,  h.  107. 
 
 — their  Sicknefs,"h.  204, 
 
 - — —their Death,  h,  184. 
 
 —  their  Fidelity  rewarded,  h,  237, . 
 
 Moderation,  h.  96,. 
 
 Morning,  h.  201. 
 
 Mortification,  h.  43. 
 
 Mofes  a*nd  the  Lamb,-  Song  of, 'h.  X09,. 
 
 —  and  Chrift,  fa.  235. 
 
 N 
 NATIONAL -fcleffings,  p.  8j. 
 Nature  Beauties  of,  p.  147,  h»  i%> 
 - —  God  of,  h.  920 
 «?—  and  S  cripture,  j£ j§* 
 
34*  INDEX, 
 
 Nature  voice  of,  p.  19.  h.  158,  241. 
 New  Birth,  h.  361. 
 
 O 
 OBEDIENCE,  p.  22.  h.  195. 
 Obligations  and  Privileges,  11.53* 
 OpprefTion,  p.  ic« 
 Ordinances,  h.  26. 
 
 P. 
 PARDON,  p.  150.  h.  113,  276.. 
 Patience,  h.  212. 
 Peace  and  Confutation,  h.  213.     •  ' 
 
 and  Plenty,  p.  144. 
 
 and  War,  p.  46. 
 
 Perfecution,  p..  83.  h.  1. 
 
 Pillar  jn  the  Heavenly  Temple,  h.  7. 
 
 Poor  in  Spirit,  h.  297. 
 
 Praife  from  all  Creatures,  p.  J48. 
 
 ■ without  ceaiing,  h.  79. 
 
 - to  Chrift,  h.  30,  93. 
 
 = for  Deliverance,  p.  116.  [h.  134, 
 
 for  Divine  Goodnefs,  p.  68,  xoo,  icj»  136,  146. 
 
 Univerfal,  p.  47,  67,  96,  108, 117,  138,  ijo. 
 
 Prayer,  p.  95. heard  p.  30,  66,  102. 
 
 Importunate,  h.  209.  •— —  Uaiverfal,  h.  670 
 
 Preparation  for  Worlhip,  h.  64. 
 
 Pride,  h.  12. 
 
 Prifoners  relieved,  p.  107.  * 
 
 Privileges  and  Obligations,  h«  $1*.^ 
 
 Prodigal  Son,  h.  34. 
 
 Promife  to  Believers  and  their  Children,  h.  159, 25s*. 
 
 Profperity  and  Adverfity,  h.  216. 
 
 Dangerous,,  p.  73  >h*  179- 
 
 *  from  God,  p.  127. 
 
 Protection  Divine,  p.  90,  91,  121,  T38,  144,  256,  15 7, 
 
 > in  Foreign   Countries,  h.  106. 
 
 providence,  p.  36,  61,  65,  74,  104,  136.  h»  81,  1600- 
 
 ^ -4—  Ancient,,  p.  7  y 
 
 ^  its  Juftice,  p.  xr* 
 
INDE  X.  ssi 
 
 Providence  mysterious,  h.  80. 
 
 __ ever  Man  and  Bead,  h.  232, 154*. 
 
 PrudeiX-e,  h.'  58,  208. 
 
 Q 
 QUICKENING  Grace,  p.  119,  13th  pt. 
 
 R 
 RACE  €hri&iao,  h.  25,  175- 
 Rain,  p.  65,  104.  h.  69. 
 —  Divine  influence  compared  to,  p.  •rs* 
 Reanimation,  p.  88.  lu  285. 
 Recovery  from  {icknefs>?p.  30,  118.  h,  155^ 
 Redemption,  he  136. 
 Relief  from  Diftrefs,  p.  31. 
 Religion  vain  without  Lowe,  h.  91, 
 — —  Gratitude  its  fpring,  tu  170. 
 
 —its  pleafures,  h,  27IL 
 
 ~— —  in  Youth,  h.  94. 
 
 Repentance,  p.  32,  51, 119,  3d  pt.  130.  h.  34?  **#***Si^ 
 
 ; —  and  Hope,  h.  173,  276, . 
 
 Reproof  Brotherly,  p.  141. 
 Resignation,  p.  91.  h.  202,  231* 
 
 ' in  death,  h..  265. 
 
 Reft  to  Weary  Souis,  h.  46. 
 Refolutions  Holy,  p.  119,  uthpt,  H.  3* 
 Re{lirre<ftipn?p/i7,  71,  89.  b.  38,  112,  287^ 
 
 . of  Chriit  p.  16.  h.  2. 
 
 : of  the  Martyrs,  h,  240. 
 
 Retirement,  h.  168, 
 
 Reverence  of  God,  p.  99. 
 
 Riches  their  Vanity,  p.  49. 
 
 Ri^iiteous  their  Happinefs*  p.  1,  37,  i«^, 
 
 Rulers  Wicked,  p.  94. 
 
 S 
 SABBATH  Eternal,  h.  157, 
 Safety  in  God,  p.  61.  See  Confidence, 
 Saints  departed;,  their  bielTednefs,  h.  .9^, 
 Salvation,  p.  8 :-,  118.  h.  28, 
 ■  -■»  -i.  u-  b y  .Grac e,  h.  j  89. . i  10* 
 
34*  I  NB  E  X..    • 
 
 •  Savages  deliverance  from,  p.  59, 
 I  Scripture.  See  Word  of  God. 
 Seamen's  prayer  p.  104,  ad  pt.  107,  4th  pt.  h.  loi. 
 j  Seafbns  changing,  p.  147,  148.. 
 « — ■ — -  fruitful,  p.  65.  h.  69. 
 Self  dependence,  h.  81. 
 
 examination,  p.  26.  h.  546*. 
 
 :  Serpent  Brazen,  h.  227. 
 
 !  Shepherd  God's  Character,  p.  2  v 
 
 : ChriiVs  Character,  Ji.  247. 
 
 fSlcknefs,  p.  6,  30.  h   176. 
 Sinai  and  Sion,  h.  183,  233. 
 Sincerity,  p.  i3.  h.  150. 
 
 and  Hypocrii'y,  k,.y6r 
 
 •SonsofGodj ,  h.  181. 
 
 Spirit  of  God,  p.  68,  72.  h.  <5o. 
 
 ■  -its influences,  278. 
 
 Spiritual  BleiTingsand  PuniiTunents,  p*$t» 
 Springs  h.  119,  268. 
 
 Storm.  See  Thunder. 
 Strength  and  Joy,  p.  13  8. 
 
 ■  from  God,  h.  269. 
 Submiilion,  p.  123.  h.  11,  178,  200,  214? 
 Syro-Phenician  Woman,  h.  5. 
 
 T 
 Table  in  the  Wildernefs,  p.  7S. 
 TeDeum,  h.  197. 
 Tempeft.  See  Thunder, 
 
 - the  Laft,  h.  279. 
 
 Temptation,  p.  13.  h.  23.- 
 
 Thankfgiving,  p.  18,  73,  149*  • 
 
 Thief  Penitent,  h.  290. 
 
 Thirfting  after  God,  h.  272, 
 
 Thunder,  p.  29,  io4>  ift  pt.  h.  143*  156. 
 
 Time  redeemed,  h.  77,  207. 
 
 Treafure  in  Earthen  Veffels,  h.  ii£, 
 
 Trial  and  Safety,  p.  12 j.  N 
 
 ~—  of  Virtue,  h»s*£. 
 
INDEX  343 
 
 Truth,  bn^r. 
 
 Tyrants  and  OpprefTors,  p.  58. 
 U 
 
 UNBELIEF,  p.  05. 
 
 Uncharitable  Judgment,  h.  8. 
 
 Union  of  Chrift.  and  his  Church,  h.  137, 
 
 Univerfal  Prayer,  h.  67. 
 
 V 
 
 Victory,  p.  18. -over  Death,  h.  %io« 
 
 • and  Dominion  of  Chrift,  h.  264. 
 
 Vineyard  of  God,  p.  80. 
 
 Virtues  of  a  Chriftian,  p.  rj,  119,  ift  pt.  ■    ■"  ■  trial  of  h, 
 Viiion  of  the  Lamb,  h.  9.  [215. 
 
 Volume  of  Nature  and  Scripture,  p,  19. 
 
 W    " 
 
 WAR,  p.  20,  44- ;  and  peace,  p.  46. 
 
 Difappointmentin,  p.  60.  —  Devaluation  ( of,  p,  79, 
 
 Warrior  Chriftian,  h.  102. 
 Watchfulnefs  and  Prayer,  h.  4. 
 
 ._ and  Reproof,p.  141, 
 
 Wicked  their  Mifery,  p.  1.  37. 
 Winter,  p.  147,  148.  h.  191. 
 Wifdom  Divine,  h.  61. 
 
 :- Voice  of,  h.  100,  i$s* 
 
 Ways  of,  h.  199. 
 
 Word  of  God  Delight  in  it,  p. 119,  6th,  7th,  8th,  p&8 
 
 : its  Excellency,  p,  19.  h.  71,  14a. 
 
 — —  —  —  Inllruclion  from  it,  p.  119,  4th  pt. 
 
 Works  Good,  p.  16,  37. 
 
 Worihip Public,  p.42,48, 63,  65,  84»  89,  95,99, 123. -h.6^ 
 
 YEAR  New,  h.  16,  56,  219. 
 "Youth,  p.  119,  adpt. 
 
 Z 
 ZEAL  True  and  Falfe,  h,  300. 
 'MXm  its  Beauties  and  Pleasures,  p.  13&. 
 
FN  DEI 
 
 COMMUNION  Hymns,  126,  ii4>  *i8,  331, 134?  :6i> 
 
 236,  242,  Z58,  260,  274,  299. 
 Qiriftmas,  h.  31,  104,  223,  282. 
 Eafter,  p.  2,  i6~h.  2, 17,  29, 105. 
 Good  Friday,  p.  22,  69.  h.  1:6,  274. 
 Whitfunday,  p.  68,  72.  h.  60,  278. 
 Afcenfion,  p.  24,  68.  h.  17,  105. _ 
 Humane  Society — See  Reanimation-. 
 
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