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DR. JOHNSON.
From his Lives of the most eminent English Poets.
THE Poems of Dr. WATTS were by my recommendation inserted in the late Collection; the
readers of which are to impute to me whatever pleasure or weariness they may find in the
perusal of Blackmore, Watts, Pomfret, and Yealden.
ISAAC WATTS was born July 17, 1674, at Southampton, where his father of the same
name kept a boarding-school for young gentlemen, though common report makes him a shoe-
maker. He appears, from the narrative of Dr. Gibbons, to have been neither indigent nor
illiterate.
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Isaac, the eldest of nine children, was given to books from his infancy; and began, we are
told, to learn Latin when he was four years old, I suppose at home. He was afterwards taught
Latin, Greek, and Hebrew, by Mr. Pinhorn, a clergyman, master of the free-school at South-
ampton, to whom the gratitude of his scholar afterwards inscribed a Latin ode.
His proficiency at school was so conspicuous, that a subscription was proposed for his sup-
port at the university; but he declared his resolution to take his lot with the Dissenters. Such
he was, as every Christian Church would rejoice to have adopted.
He therefore repaired in 1690 to an academy taught by Mr. Rowe, where he had for his
companions and fellow-students Mr. Hughes the poet, and Dr. Horte, afterwards archbishop
of Tuam. Some Latin essays, supposed to have been written as exercises at this academy,
show a degree of knowledge, both philosophical and theological, such as very few attain by a
much longer course of study.
He was, as he hints in his Miscellanies, a maker of verses from fifteen to fifty, and in his
youth he appears to have paid attention to Latin Poetry. His verses to his brother in the
glyconic measure, written when he was seventeen, are remarkably easy and elegant. Some
of his other odes are deformed by the Pindaric folly then prevailing, and are written with
such neglect of all metrical rules as is without example among the ancients; but his diction,
though perhaps not always exactly pure, has such copiousness and splendour, as shows that
he was but a very little distance from excellence.
His method of study was to impress the contents of his books upon his memory by abridging
them, and by interleaving them, to amplify one system with supplements from another.
With the congregation of his tutor Mr. Rowe, who were, I believe, Independents, he com-
municated in his nineteenth year.
At the age of twenty he left the academy, and spent two years in study and devotion at
he house of his father, who treated him with great tenderness: and had the happiness, in-
lulged to few parents, of living to see his son eminent for literature, and venerable for piety.
He was then entertained by Sir John Hartopp five years, as domestic tutor to his son; and
n that time particularly devoted himself to the study of the Holy Scriptures; and being chosen
ssistant to Dr. Chauncey, preached the first time on the birth-day that completed his twenty-
burth year; probably considering that as the day of a second nativity, by which he entered
m a new period of existence.
From the time of his reception into this family, his life was no otherwise diversified than
by successive publications. The series of his works I am not able to deduce; their number
and their variety, show the intenseness of his industry, and the extent of his capacity.
He was one of the first authors that taught the Dissenters to court attention by the graces
oflanguage. Whatever they had among them before, whether of learning or acuteness, was
commonly obscured and blunted by coarseness and inelegance of style. He showed them,
that zeal and purity might be expressed and enforced by polished diction.
He continued to the end of his life the teacher of a congregation, and no reader of his works
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exceeded five feet, graced him with no advantages of appearance, yet the gravity and pro-
priety of his utterance made his discourses very efficacious. I once mentioned the reputation
which Mr. Foster had gained by his proper delivery to my friend Dr. Hawkesworth, who
told me, that in the art of pronunciation he was far inferior to Dr. Watts.
Such was his flow of thoughts, and such his promptitude of language, that in the latter part
of his life he did not pre-compose his cursory sermous; but having adjusted the heads, and
sketched out some particulars, trusted for success to his extemporary powers.
He did not endeavour to assist his eloquence by any gesticulations; for, as no corporeal
actions have any correspondence with theological truth, he did not see how they could
enforce it.
At the conclusion of weighty sentences he gave time, by a short pause, for the proper
impression.
To stated and public instruction, he added familiar visits and personal application, and
was careful to improve the opportunities which conversation afforded of diffusing and in-
creasing the influence of religion.
By his natural temper he was quick of resentment: but by his established and habitual
practice, he was gentle, modest, and inoffensive. His tenderness appeared in his attention
to children, and to the poor. To the poor, while he lived in the family of his friend, he
allowed the third part of his annual revenue, though the whole was not a hundred a
year; and for children, he condescended to lay aside the scholar, the philosopher, and the
wit, to write little poems of devotion, and systems of instruction adapted to their wants and
capacities, from the dawn of reason through its gradations of advance in the morning of
life. Every man acquainted with the common principles of human action, will look with ve-
neration on the writer who is at one time combating Locke, and at another making a cate-
chism for children in their fourth year. A voluntary descent from the dignity of science is
perhaps the hardest lesson that humility can teach.
As his mind was capacious, his curiosity excursive, and his industry continual, his writ-
ings are very numerous, and his subjects various. With his theological works I am only
enough acquainted to admire his meekness of opposition, and his mildness of censure. It
was not only in his book but in his mind that orthodoxy was united with charity.
Of his philosophical pieces, his Logic has been received into the universities, and there-
fore wants no private recommendation; if he owes part of it to Le Clerc, it must be consi-
dered that no man who undertakes merely to methodise or illustrate a system, pretends to
be its author.
In his metaphysical disquisitions, it was observed by the late learned Dr. Dyer, that he
confounded the idea of space with that of empty space, and did not consider that though space
might be without matter, yet matter being extended, could not be without space.
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Few books have been perused by me with greater pleasure than his Improvement of the
Mind, of which the radical principles may indeed be found in Locke's Conduct of the Under-
standing, but they are so expanded and ramified by Watts, as to confer upon him the merit
of work in the highest degree useful and pleasing. Whoever has the care of instruct-
ing others, may be charged with deficiency in his duty if this book is not recommended.
have mentioned his treatises of Theology as distinct from his other productions; but the
truth is, that whatever he took in hand was, by his incessant solicitude for souls, converted
to Theology. As piety predominated in his mind, it is diffused over his works under his
direction it may be truly said, Theologia Philosophia ancillatur, philosophy is subservient to
evangelical instruction: it is difficult to read a page without learning, or at least wishing
to be better. The attention is caught by indirect instruction, and he that sat down only to
reason, is on a sudden compelled to pray.
It was therefore with great propriety that, in 1728, he received from Edinburgh and
Aberdeen an unsolicited diploma, by which he became a Doctor of Divinity. Academical
honours would have more value, if they were always bestowed with equal judgment.
He continued many years to study and to preach, and to do good by his instruction and
example: till at last the infirmities of age disabled him from the more laborious part of his
ministerial functions, and being no longer capable of public duty, he offered to remit the
salary appendant to it; but his congregation would not accept the resignation.
By degrees his weakness increased, and at last confined him to his chamber and his bed;
where he was worn gradually away without pain, till he expired, Nov. 25, 1748, in the
seventy-fifth year of his age.
Few men have left behind such purity of character, or such monuments of laborious
He has provided instruction for all ages, from those who are lisping their first
lessons, to the enlightened readers of Malbranche and Locke: he has left neither corpo-
real nor spiritual nature unexamined; he has taught the art of reasoning, and the science of
the stars.
His character, therefore, must be formed from the multiplicity and diversity of his at
tainments, rather than from any single performance; for it would not be safe to clain
for him the highest rank in any single denomination of literary dignity; yet perhaps there
was nothing in which he would not have excelled, if he had not divided his powers to
different pursuits.
As a poet, had he been only a poet, he would probably have stood high among the autho's
with whom he is now associated; for his judgment was exact, and he noted beauties ard
faults with very nice discernment. His imagination, as the Dacian Battle proves, was vigb-
rous and active, and the stores of knowledge were large by which his fancy was to be sup-
plied. His ear was well tuned, and his diction was elegant and copious. But his devotioral
poetry is, like that of others, unsatisfactory. The paucity of its topics enforces perpetual
repetition, and the sanctity of the matter rejects the ornaments of figurative diction. It
is sufficient for Watts to have done better than others what no man has done well.
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ments of a Man of Letters, and have different degrees of value as they are more or less la-
boured, or as the occasion was more or less favourable to invention.
He writes too often without regular measures, and too often in blank verse; the rhymes
are not always sufficiently correspondent. He is particularly unhappy in coining uames
expressive of characters. His lines are commonly smooth and easy, and his thoughts al-
ways religiously pure; but who is there that, to so much piety and innocence, does not wish
for a greater measure of sprightliness and vigour? He is at least one of the few poets with
whom youth and ignorance may be safely pleased: and happy will be that reader whose
mind is disposed by his verses, or his prose, to imitate him in all but his non-conformity,
to copy his benevolence to man, and his reverence to God.
In about three years he succeeded Dr. Chauncey; but soon after his entrance on his
charge, he was seized by a dangerous illness, which sunk him to such weakness, that the con-
His health then re-
gregation thought an assistant necessary, and appointed Mr. Price.
turned gradually, and he performed his duty, till (1712) he was seized by a fever of such
violence and continuance, that, from the feebleness which it brought upon him, he never
perfectly recovered.
This calamitous state made the compassion of his friends necessary, and drew upon him
the attention of Sir Thomas Abney, who received him into his house; where with a con-
stancy of friendship and uniformity of conduct not often to be found, he was treated for
thirty-six years with all the kindness that friendship could prompt, and all the attention
that respect could dictate. Sir Thomas died about eight years afterwards; but he conti-
nued with the lady and her daughters to the end of his life. The lady died about a year
after him.
A coalition like this, a state in which the notions of patronage and dependence were over-
powered by the perception of reciprocal benefits, deserves a particular memorial; and I
will not withhold from the reader Dr. Gibbons's representation, to which regard is to
be paid as to the narrative of one who writes what he knows, and what is known likewise
to multitudes besides.
"Our next observation shall be made upon that remarkably kind providence which
brought the Doctor into Sir Thomas Abney's family, and continued him there till his death,
a period of no less than thirty-six years. In the midst of his sacred labours for the glory
of God, and good of his generation, he is seized with a most violent and threatening fe-
ver, which leaves him oppressed with great weakness, and puts a stop at least to his pub-
lic services for four years. In this distressing season, doubly so to his active and pious spi-
rit, he is invited to Sir Thomas Abney's family, nor ever removes from it till he had finished
his days. Here he enjoyed the uninterrupted demonstrations of the truest friendship. Here,
without any care of his own, he had every thing which could contribute to the enjoy-
ment of life, and favour the unwearied pursuits of his studies. Here he dwelt in a family,
which, for piety, order, harmony, and every virtue, was an house of God. Here he had
the privilege of a country recess, the fragrant bower, the spreading lawn, the flowery garden,
and other advantages to soothe his mind and aid his restoration to health to yield him,
whenever he chose them, most grateful intervals from his laborious studies, and enable
him to return to them with redoubled vigour and delight. Had it not been for this most
happy event, he might, as to outward view, have feebly, it may be painfully, dragged on
through many more years of languor and inability for public service, and even for profit-
able study, or perhaps might have sunk into his grave under the overwhelming load of in-
firmities in the midst of his days; and thus the church and world would have been deprived
of those many excellent sermons and works which he drew up and published during his
long residence in this family. In a few years after his coming hither, Sir Thomas Abney
dies; but his amiable consort survives, who shows the Doctor the same respect and friend-
ship as before, and most happily for him and great numbers besides; for, as her riches were
great, her generosity and munificence were in full proportion; her thread of life was drawn
out to a great age, even beyond that of the Doctor's; and thus this excellent man, through
her kindness, and that of her daughter, the present Mrs. Elizabeth Abney, who in a like
degree esteemed and honoured him, enjoyed all the benefits and felicities he experienced
at his first entrance into this family, till his days were numbered and finished, and like
a shock of corn in its season, he ascended into the regions of perfect and immortal life and
joy."
If this quotation has appeared long, let it be considered, that it comprises an account of six
and thirty years, and those the years of Dr. Watts.
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PREFACE.
THE following extract from the Doctor's Preface, as it contains the plan of his version
of the Psalms, may be found useful:
"I come therefore to explain my own design, which is this, To accommodate the Book of
Psalms to Christian worship. And in order to this, it is necessary to divest David and
Asaph, &c. of every other character but that of a psalmist and a saint, and to make them
always speak the common sense and language of a Christian.
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Attempting the work with this view, I have entirely omitted several whole psalms,
and large pieces of many others; and have chosen out of all of them, such parts only as
might easily and naturally be accommodated to the various occasions of the Christian life,
or at least might afford us some beautiful allusion to Christian affairs. These I have
copied and explained in the general style of the gospel; nor have I confined my expres-
sions to any particular party or opinion; that in words prepared for public worship, and
for the lips of multitudes, there might not be a syllable offensive to sincere Christians,
whose judgments may differ in the lesser matters of religion.
"Where the Psalmist uses sharp invectives against his personal enemies, I have endea-
voured to turn the edge of them against our spiritual adversaries, sin, Satan, and tempta-
tion. Where the flights of his faith and love are sublime, I have often sunk the expressions
within the reach of an ordinary Christian: where the words imply some peculiar wants
or distresses, joys, or blessings, I have used words of greater latitude and comprehension,
suited to the general circumstances of men.
"Where the original runs in the form of prophecy concerning Christ and his salvation,
I have given an historical turn to the sense: there is no necessity that we should always
sing in the obscure and doubtful style of prediction, when the things foretold are brought
into open light by a full accomplishment. Where the writers of the New Testament have
cited or alluded to any part of the Psalms, I have often indulged the liberty of paraphrase,
according to the words of Christ, or his Apostles. And surely this may be esteemed
the word of God still, though borrowed from several parts of the holy scripture. Where
the Psalmist describes religion by the fear of God, I have often joined faith and love to it.
Where he speaks of the pardon of sin, through the mercies of God, I have added the merits of
a Saviour. Where he talks of sacrificing goats or bullocks, I rather choose to mention the sa-
crifice of Christ, the Lamb of God. When he attends the ark with shouting into Zion, I sing
the ascension of my Saviour into heaven, or his presence in his church on earth. Where
he promises abundance of wealth, honour, and long life, I have changed some of these typi-
cal blessings for grace, glory, and life eternal, which are brought to light by the gospel, and
promised in the New Testament. And I am fully satisfied, that more honour is done to our
blessed Saviour, by speaking his name, his graces, and actions, in his own language, ac-
cording to the brighter discoveries he hath now made, than by going back again to the Jewish
forms of worship, and the language of types and figures.
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Of choosing or finding the Psalm.
By consulting the Index, or Table of Contents, at the end, any one may find hymns
very proper for many occasions of the Christian life and worship; though no copy of Da-
vid's Psalter can provide for all, as I have shown in the Preface to the large edition.
Or, if he remembers the first line of any Psalm, the Table of the first lines will direct
where to find it.
Of singing in course.
If any shall think it best to sing the Psalms in order in churches or families, it may be
done with profit, provided those Psalms be omitted that refer to special occurrences of na-
tions, churches, or single Christians.
Of dividing the Psalms
If the Psalm be too long for the time or custom of singing, there are pauses in many of
them at which you may properly rest; or you may leave out those verses which are included
in crotchets [ ], without disturbing the sense: or in some places you may begin to sing at a
pause,
PSALM 1. (C. M.)
The way and end of the righteous and the wicked.
1 BLEST is the man who shuns the place
Where sinners love to meet :
Who fears to tread their wicked ways,
And hates the scoffer's seat.
2 But in the statutes of the Lord
Has plac'd his chief delight;
By day he reads or hears the word,
And meditates by night.
3 [He, like a plant of generous kind
By living waters set,
Safe from the storms and blasting wind,
Enjoys a peaceful state.]
PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair
Shall his profession shine;
While fruits of holiness appear
Like clusters on the vine.
5 Not so the impious and unjust;
What vain designs they form!
Their hopes are blown away like dust,
Or chaff before the storm.
6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand
Amongst the sons of grace,
When Christ the judge, at his right hand,
Appoints his saints a place.
7 His eye beholds the path they tread,
His heart approves it well:
But crooked ways the sinners lead
Down to the gates of hell..
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PSALM I. (S. M.)
The saint happy, and the sinner miserable.
THE man is ever blest,
Who shuns the sinners' ways,
Amongst their councils never stands.
Nor takes the scorner's place;
But makes the law of God
His study and delight,
Amidst the labours of the day,
And watches of the night.
He like a tree shall thrive
With waters near the root;
Fresh as the leaf his name shall live,
His works are heav'nly fruit.
4 Not so th' ungodly race
They no such blessings find:
Their hopes shall flee, like empty chaff
Before the driving wind.
5 How will they bear to stand
Before that judgment-seat,
Where all the saints at Christ's right hand
In full assembly meet?
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He knows, and he approves,
The way the righteous go;
But sinners and their works shall meet,
A dreadful overthrow.
PSALM I. (L. M.)
The difference between the righteous and wicked.
1 HAPPY the man whose cautious feet
Shun the broad way that sinners go,
Who hates the place where Atheists meet,
And fears to talk as scoffers do.
2 He loves t'employ the morning light
Amongst the statutes of the Lord;
And spends the wakeful hours of night
With pleasure, pond'ring o'er his word,
3 He, like a plant by gentle streams,
Shall flourish in immortal green;
And Heav'n will shine with kindest beams
On ev'ry work his hands begin.
4 But sinuers find their counsels crost;
As chaff before the tempest flies,
So shall their hopes be blown and lost,
When the last trumpet shakes the skies.
5 In vain the rebel seeks to stand
In judgment with the pious race;
The dreadful Judge, with stern command,
Divides him to a different place.
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6" Strait is the way my saints have trod;
I bless'd the path, and drew it plain:
"But you would choose the crooked road;
"And down it leads to endless pain."
PSALM II. (S..M.)
Christ dying, rising, interceding, and reigning.
1 [MAKER and sov'reign Lord
Of heav'n, and earth, and seas,
Thy providence confirms thy word,
And answers thy decrees.
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2, 3.
PSALMS OF
OF DAVID.
2 The things so long foretold
By David are fulfill'd,
When Jews and Gentiles join to slay
Jesus thine holy child.]
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Why did the Gentiles rage,
And Jews with one accord,
Bend all their counsels to destroy
Th' anointed of the Lord ?
Rulers and kings agree
To form a vain design:
Against the Lord their pow'rs unite,
Against his Christ they join.
The Lord derides their rage,
And will support his throne:
He that hath rais'd him from the dead,
Hath own'd him for his Son.
PAUSE.
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He asks, and God bestows
A large inheritance;
Far as the world's remotest ends
His kingdom shall advance.
Now he's ascended high,
And asks to rule the earth;
The merit of his blood he pleads,
And pleads his heav'nly birth.
The nations that rebel,
Must feel his iron rod;
He'll vindicate those honours well
Which he receiv'd from God.
Be wise, ye rulers, now,
And worship at his throne;
With trembling joy, ye people, bow
To God's exalted Son.
10 If once his wrath arise,
Ye perish on the place;
Then blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.
PSALM II. (C. M.)
1 WHY did the nations join to slay
The Lord's anointed Son?
Why did they cast his laws away,
And tread his gospel down ?
2 The Lord, that sits above the skies,
Derides their rage below;
He speaks with vengeance in his eyes,
And strikes their spirits thro'.
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"I call him my eternal Son,
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And raise him from the dead;
"I make my holy hill his throne,
And wide his kingdom spread.
4"Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy
"The utmost heathen lands:
"Thy rod of iron shall destroy
"The rebel that withstands.
5 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,
Obey th'anointed Lord;
Adore the King of heav'nly birth,
And tremble at his word.
6 With humble love address his throne;
For, if he frown, ye die;
Those are secure, and those alone,
Who on his grace rely.
PSALM II. (L. M.)
Christ's death, resurrection, and ascension.
1 WHY did the Jews proclaim their rage?
The Romans, why their swords employ,
Against the Lord their pow'rs engage,
His dear anointed to destroy?
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Come, let us break his bands (they say);
This man shall never give us laws;"
And thus they cast his yoke away,
And nail'd their monarch to the cross.
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3 But God, who high in glory reigns,
Laughs at their pride, their rage controuls;
He'll vex their hearts with inward pains,
And speak in thunder to their souls.
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I will maintain the King I made,
"On Sion's everlasting hill;
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My hand shall bring him from the dead,
And he shall stand your sov'reign still."
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5 [His wond'rous rising from the earth,
Makes his eternal Godhead known;
The Lord declares his heav'nly birth,
"This day have I begot my Son.
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Ascend, my Son, to my right hand:
There thou shalt ask, and I bestow,
The utmost bounds of heathen land;
To thee the northern isles shall bow.”
7 But nations that resist his grace,
Shall fall beneath his iron stroke;
His rod shall crush his foes with ease,
As potter's earthen work is broke.
PAUSE.
8 Now, ye that sit on earthly thrones,
Be wise and serve the Lord the Lamb;
Now at his feet submit your crowns,
Rejoice and tremble at his name.
9 With humble love address the Son,
Lest he grow angry, and ye die;
His wrath will burn to worlds unknown,
If ye provoke his jealousy.
10 His storms shall drive you quick to hell ;
He is a God, and ye but dust;
Happy the souls that know him well,
And make his grace their only trust.
PSALM III. (C. M.)
Doubts and fears supprest: or, God our defence
from sin and Satan.
1 My God, how many are my fears!
How fast my foes increase!
Conspiring my eternal death,
They break my present peace.
2 The lying tempter would persuade
There's no relief in heaven;
And all my swelling sins appear
Too big to be forgiven.
3 But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread,
Shalt silence all my threat'ning guilt,
And raise my drooping head.
4 [I cry'd, and from his holy hill
He bow'd a list'ning ear;
I call'd my Father and my God,
And he subdu'd my fear.
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5, 6.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;
I 'woke, and wonder'd at the grace,
That guarded my repose.]
6 What tho' the hosts of death and hell,
All arm'd, against me stood?
Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.
7 Arise, O Lord! fulfil thy grace,
While I thy glory sing:
My God hath broke the serpent's teeth,
And Death has lost his sting.
8 Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His arm alone can save :
Blessings attend thy people here,
And reach beyond the grave.
PSALM 1II. 1-5, 8. (L. M.)
A Morning Psalm.
1 O LORD, how many are my foes,
In this weak state of Hesh and blood!
My peace they daily discompose:
But my defence and hope is God.
2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day,
To thee I rais'd my ev'ning cry;
Thou heardst when I began to pray,
And thine Almighty help was nigh.
3 Supported by thine heav'nly aid,
I laid me down and slept secure;
Not death should make my heart afraid,
Tho' I should wake and rise no more.
4 But God sustain'd me all the night;
Salvation doth to God belong ;
He rais'd my head to see the light,
And made his praise my morning song.
PSALM IV. 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7. (L. M.)
Hearing of prayer: or, God our portion, and
Christ our hope.
1 O GOD of grace and righteousness!
Hear and attend when I complain;
Thou hast enlarged me in distress,
Bow down a gracious ear again.
2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try
To turn my glory into shame;
How long will scoffers love to lie,
And dare reproach my Saviour's name!
3 Know that the Lord divides his saints
From all the tribes of men beside;
He hears the cry of penitents,
For the dear sake of Christ that died.
4 When our obedient hands have done
A thousand works of righteousness,
We put our trust in God alone,
And glory in his pard'ning grace.
5 Let the unthinking many say,
"Who will bestow some earthly good?"
But, Lord, thy light and love we pray,
Our souls desire this heav'nly food.
6 Then shall my cheerful pow'rs rejoice
At grace and favours so divine;
Nor will I change my happy choice,
For all their corn and all their wine.
(C. M.)
PSALM IV. 3, 4, 5, 8.
An Evening Psalm.
1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray,
I am for ever thine ;
I fear before thee all the day;
Nor would I dare to sin.
2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and bus'ness free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed,
With my own heart and thee.
3 pay this ev'ning sacrifice;
And when my work is done,
Great God! my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.
4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace,
I'll give mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.
PSALM V. (C. M.)
For the Lord's Day Morning.
1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my pray'r,
To thee lift up mine eye:
2 Up to the hills, where Christ is goue
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his father's throne
Our songs and our complaints.
3 Thou art a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
4 But to thy house will I resort,
To taste my mercies there;
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
5 O may thy spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
PAUSE.
6 My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter with a base design
To make my soul their prey.
7 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy,
While those that in thy mercy trust,
For ever shout for joy.
8 The men that love and fear thy name,
Shall see their hopes fulfill'd;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour as a shield.
PSALM VI. (C. M.)
Complaint in sickness; or, diseases healed.
1 IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not;
Withdraw the dreadful storm;'
Nor let thy fury grow so hot
Against a feeble worm.
2 My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares,
My flesh with pain opprest;
My couch is witness to my tears,
My tears forbid my rest..
3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days;
I waste the night with cries;
Counting the minutes as they pass.
Till the slow morning rise.
3
B 2
6, 7.
8.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 Shall I be still tormented more?
My eyes consum'd with grief?
How long, my God, how long before
Thine hand affords relief?
5 He hears when dust and ashes speak
He pities all our groans;
He saves us for his mercy's sake,
And heals our broken bones.
6 The virtue of his sov'reign word
Restores our fainting breath;
For silent graves praise not the Lord,
Nor is he known in death.
PSALM VI. (L. M.)
Temptations in sickness overcome.
I LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes,
When thou with kindness dost chastise ;
But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear,
O let it not against me rise!
2 Pity my languishing estate,
And ease the sorrows that I feel;
The wounds thine heavy hand hath made,
O let thy gentler touches heal.
3 See how I pass my weary days
In sighs and groans; and when 'tis night,
My bed is water'd with my tears;
My grief consumes and dims my sight.
4 Look how the pow'rs of nature mourn!
How long, Almighty God, how long?
When shall thine hour of grace return?
When shall I make thy grace my song?
5 I feel my flesh so near the grave.
My thoughts are tempted to despair;
But graves can never praise the Lord,
For all is dust and silence there.
6 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul,
And all despairing thoughts depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh, and cheer my heart.
PSALM VII. (C. M.)
God's care of his people, and punishment
of persecutors.
1 MY trust is in my heav'nly friend;
My hope in thee, my God;
Rise, and my helpless life defend
From those that seek my blood.
2 With insolence and fury they
My soul in pieces tear:
As hungry lions rend their prey
When no deliv'rer's near.
3 If I had e'er provok'd them first,
Or once abus'd my foe;
Then let him tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honour low.
4 If there be malice hid in me,
I know thy piercing eyes;
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.
5 Arise, my God! lift up thine hand,
Their pride and pow'r controul:
Awake to judgment, and command
Deliv'rance for my soul.
PAUSE.
6 [Let sinners and their wicked rage,
Be humbled to the dust;
Shall not the God of Truth engage
To vindicate the just?
7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins,
He will defend th' upright;
His sharpest arrows he ordains
Against the sons of spite.
8 For me their malice digg'd a pit,
But there themselves are cast;
My God makes all their mischief light
On their own heads at last.]
9 That cruel, persecuting race,
Must feel his dreadful sword;
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the Lord.
1 O LORD, our heavenly King!
Thy name is all divine;
2
3
4
5
PSALM VIII. (S. M.)
God's sovereignty and goodness ; and man's
dominion over the creatures.
7
Thy glories round the earth are sprea
And o'er the heavens they shine.
When to thy works on high,
I raise my wond'ring eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies.
When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms;
Lord, what is man? that worthless thing
Akin to dust and worms.
Lord, what is worthless man!
That thou snould'st love him so?
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.
Thy honours crown his head,
While beasts like slaves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.
How rich thy bounties are!
And wond'rous are thy ways,
6
Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame
A monument of praise.
[Out of the mouth of babes
And sucklings, thou canst draw
Surprising honours to thy name,
And strike the world with awe.
8
O Lord, our heav'nly King!
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.]
PSALM VIII. (C. M.)
Christ's condescension and glorification: or,
God made man.
1 O LORD, our God! how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly state
Let men and babes proclaim.
2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light.
3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so '
1
8.
9.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,
Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm.
5
[Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown,
And man would not adore;
Th' obedient seas and fishes own
His Godhead and his pow'r.
6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish, at his command,
Bring their large shoals to Peter's net,
And tribute to his hand.
7 These lesser glories of thy Son
Shone thro' the fleshly cloud :
Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.]
8 Let him be crown'd with majesty,
Who bow'd his head to death;
And be his honours sounded high,
By all things that have breath.
9 Jesus, our Lord! how wond'rous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heav'nly state
Let the whole earth proclaim.
Paraphrased.
ver. 1,
ver. 1,2.
PSALM VIII.
First Part. (L. M.)
Hosanna of the children: or, Infants praising
God.
1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies!
Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread;
And thine eternal glories rise,
O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made.
2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honour raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age,
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amidst thy temple throng,
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
5 The frowning scribes, and angry priests,
In vain their impious cavils bring!
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.
PSALM VIII. ver. 3, &c. Paraphrased.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Adam and Christ, lords of the old and new
creation.
1 LORD what was man when made at first?
Adam, the offspring of the dust!
That thou should'st set him, and his race,
But just below an angel's place!
2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below!
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet!
3 But what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honours shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!
4 See him below his angels made,
See him in dust amongst the dead,
To save a ruin d world from sin :
But he shall reign with pow'r divine.
5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.
PSALM IX. First Part. (C. M.)
Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat.
1 WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;
Thou, sov'reign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.
2 1 sing thy majesty and grace:
My God prepares his throne,
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor opprest;
To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.
4 The men that know thy name, will trust
In thine abundant grace;
For thou hast ne'er forsook the just,
Who humbly sought thy face.
5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;
Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.
PSALM IX. ver. 12. Second Part.
The wisdom and equity of Providence.
1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just,
Shall once inquire for blood,
The humble souls that mourn in dust
Shall find a faithful God.
2 He from the dreadful gates of death,
Doth his own children raise :
In Zion's gates, with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.
3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;
And sinners perish in the net
That their own hands had spread.
4 Thus, by thy judgments, mighty God!
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own.
PAUSE.
5
The wicked shall sink down to hell;
Thy wrath devours the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.
6 Tho' saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait, and long complain,
Their cries shall not be long forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.
7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.
5
10, 11.
12.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;
Make them confess that thou art God,
And they but feeble men.]
PSALM X.
Prayer heard, and saints saved: or,
pride, atheism, and oppression, punished.
For an Humiliation Day.
1 WIIY doth the Lord stand off so far,
And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?
2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy pow'r?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?
3 They put thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.
4 Arise, O God! lift up thine hand,
Attend our humble cry:
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.
PAUSE.
5 Why do the men of malice rage;
And cry with foolish pride,
"The God of heav'n will ne'er engage
"To fight on Zion's side ?"
6 But thou for ever art our Lord,
And pow'rful is thine hand;
As when the heathens felt thy sword,
And perish'd from thy land.
7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ears to hear;
He hearkens what his children say,
And puts the world in fear.
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8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.
PSALM XI. (L. M.)
God loves the righteous, and hates the wicked.
1 MY refuge is the God of love:
Why do my foes insult, aud cry,
"Fly, like a tim'rous trembling dove;
"To distant woods or mountains fly ?"
2 If government be all destroy'd
(That firm foundation of our peace),
And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress ?
3 The Lord in heav'n hath fix'd his throne
His eyes survey the world below;
To him all mortal things are known;
His eyelids search our spirits thro'.
4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace,
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their ways.
5 On impious wretches he shall rain
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death;
Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.
6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere ;
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men that his own image bear.
PSALM XII. (L. M.)
The saints' safety and hope in evil times; or,
sins of the tongue complained of; namely,
blasphemy, falsehood, &c.
1 LORD, if thou dost not soon appear,
Virtue and truth will flee away;
A faithful man amongst us here
Will scarce be found if thou delay.
2 The whole discourse, when neighbours meet,
Is fill'd with trifles loose and vain;
Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit,
And their proud language is profane.
3 But lips that with deceit abound,
Shall not maintain their triumph long;
The God of vengeance will confound
The flatt'ring and blaspheming tongue.
4" Yet shall our words be free (they cry),
"Our tongue shall be controll'd by none
"Where is the Lord will ask us why?
Or say our lips are not our own ?"
5 The Lord, who sees the poor opprest,
And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain,
Will rise to give his children rest,
Nor shall they trust his word in vain.
6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often tried,
Void of deceit shall still appear:
why?
Not silver, seven times purified,
From dross and mixture shines so clear.
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7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour
Defend the holy soul from harm:
Tho', when the vilest men have power,
On ev'ry side will sinners swarm.
PSALM XII. (C. M.)
Complaint of a general corruption of manners;
or, the promise of Christ's coming to judg
ment.
1 HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail,
Religion loses ground;
The sons of violence prevail,
And treacheries abound.
2 Their oaths and promises they break,
Yet act the flatt'rer's part:
With fair deceitful lips they speak,
And with a double heart.
3 If we reprove some hateful lie,
How is their fury stirr'd:
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Are not our lips our own? (they cry)
"And who shall be our Lord "
4 Scoffers appear on ev'ry side,
Where a vile race of men
Is rais'd to seats of power and pride,
And bear the sword in vain.
PAUSE.
5 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blasphemy grows bold;
When faith is hardly to be found,
And love is waxing cold;
6 Is not thy chariot hast'ning on?
Hast thou not given the sign?
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine?
7 "Yes (saith the Lord), now will I rise,
"And make oppressors flee;
"I shall appear to their surprise,
"And set my servants free."
6
13.
14, 15.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
8 Thy word, like silver seven times tried,
Thro' ages shall endure:
The men that in thy truth coufide,
Shall find the promise sure.
1 How long, O Lord, shall I complain,
Like one that seeks his God in vain ?
Canst thou thy face for ever hide;
And I still pray, and be denied?
2 Shall I for ever be forgot,
As one whom thou regardest not?
Still shall my soul thine absence mourn;
And still despair of thy return?
3 How long shall my poor troubled breast
Be with these anxious thoughts opprest;
And Satan, my malicious foe,
Rejoice to see me sunk so low?
PSALM XIII. (L. M.)
in darkness.
Pleading with God, under desertion: or, hope 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane,
Corrupt discourse proceeds;
And in their impious hands are found
Abominable deeds.
4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief;
Before my death conclude my grief:
If thou withhold'st thy heav'nly light,
I sleep in everlasting night.
5 How will the powers of darkness boast,
If but one praying soul be lost!
But I have trusted in thy grace,
And shall again behold thy face.
6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;
My heart shall feel thy love, and raise
My cheerful voice to songs of praise.
PSALM XIII. (C. M.)
Complaint under temptations of the devil."
1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face,
My God, how long delay ?
When shall I feel those heav'nly rays
That chase my fears away?
2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul
Wrestle and toil in vain ?
Thy word can all my foes control,
And ease my raging pain.
3 See how the prince of darkness tries
All his malicious arts:
He spreads a mist around my eyes,
And throws his fiery darts.
4 Be thou my sun, be thou my shield;
My soul in safety keep;
Make haste, before mine eyes are seal'd
In death's eternal sleep.
5 How would the tempter boast aloud,
If I became his prey!
Behold, the sons of hell grow proud
At thy so long delay.
6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head;
He knows the terrors of thy look,
And hears thy voice with dread.
7 Thou wilt display that sov'reign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And vict'ry shall be sung.
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PSALM XIV. First Part. (C. M.)
By nature all men are sinners.
1 FOOLS in their hearts believe and say,
"That all religion's vain;
There is no God that reigns on high,
"Or minds th' affairs of men."
3 The Lord from his celestial throne
Look'd down on things below;
To find the man that sought his grace,
Or did his justice know.
4 By nature all are gone astray,
Their practice all the same:
There's none that fears his maker's hand;
There's none that loves his name.
5 Their tongues are us❜d to speak deceit;
Their slanders never cease ;
flow swift to mischief are their feet!
Nor Know the paths of peace.
6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root)
In every heart are found;
Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
Till grace refine the ground.
PSALM XIV. Second Part. (C. M.)
The folly of persecutors.
1 ARE sinners now so senseless grown,
That they the saints devour:
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?
2 Great God, appear to their surprise;
Reveal thy dreadful name:
Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.
3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,
That we should make thy name our trust
Great God, confound their pride!
4 O that the joyful day was come
To finish our distress!
When God shall bring his children home,
Our songs shall never cease.
PSALM XV. (C.M.)
Character of a saint: or, a citizen of Zion: or
the qualifications of a Christian.
1 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill,
O God of holiness?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace?
2 The man that walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
That trusts his Maker's promises,
And follows his commands.
3 Ile speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue;
Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbour wrong.
4 The wealthy sinner he contemns,
Loves all that fear the Lord;
And tho' to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word.
5 His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never gripe the poor;
This man shall dwell with God on earth,
And find his heaven secure.
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15, 16.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM XV. (L. M.)
Religion and justice, goodness and truth: or,
duties to God and man: or, the qualifica-
tions of a Christian.
1 WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place,
Great God, and dwell before thy face?
The man that minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below:
2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean;
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean:
No slanders dwell upon his tongue;
He hates to do his neighbour wrong.
3 [Scarce will he trust an ill report,
Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt:
Sinners of state he can despise,
But saints are honour'd in his eyes.]
4 [Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good:
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]
5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]
6 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those that curse him to his face;
And doth to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them.
7 Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone,
This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.
PSALM XVI. First Part. (L. M.)
Confession of our poverty; and saints the best
company: or, good works profit men,
God.
not
1 PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need!
For succour to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.
2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest
How empty and how poor I am:
My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.
3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.
4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heavenly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine.
(L.M.)
PSALM XVI. Second Part.
Christ's all-sufficiency.
1 How fast their guilt and sorrows rise,
Who haste to seek some idol god;
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their off'rings of forbidden blood.
2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon:
He for my life has offer'd up
Jesus, his best beloved Son.
3 His love is my perpetual feast,
By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name for ever blest,
4 I set him still before mine eyes,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.
At my right hand he stands prepar'd
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.
PSALM XVI. Third Part. (L. M.)
Courage in death, and hope of the resurrection
1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong
His arm is my almighty prop:
Be glad, my heart; rejoice my tongue;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.
2 Tho' in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul for ever with the dead,
Nor lose thy children in the grave.
3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wond'rous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.
4 There streams of endless pleasure flow;
And full discov'ries of thy grace
(Which we but tasted here below)
Spread heavenly joys thro' all the place.
PSALM XVI. 1-8. First Part. (C. M.)
Support and counsel from God, without meris.
1 SAVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe,
In thee my trust I place;
Tho' all the good that I can do
Can ne'er deserve thy grace.
2 Yet if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by't;
The saints, the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.
3 Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast
Where the true God is known.
4 His hand provides my constant food;
He fills my daily cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.
5 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light:
He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night.
6 My soul would all her thoughts approve
'To his all-seeing eye;
Not death, nor hell, nor hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.
PSALM XVI. Second Part.
(C. M.)
The death and resurrection of Christ.
1 "I SET the Lord before my face,
"He bears my courage up;
My heart and tongue their joys express,
"My flesh shall rest in hope.
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6.
2 My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave
"Where souls departed are;
"Nor quit my body to the grave,
"To see corruption there.
3 "Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
"And raise me to thy throne;
"Thy courts immortal pleasures give,
"Thy presence joys unknown.'
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17.
18.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 [Thus, in the name of Christ the Lord,
The holy David sung;
And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.
5 Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores,
Was crucified and slain;
Behold, the tomb its prey restores!
Behold, he lives again!
6 When shall my feet arise, and stand
On heaven's eternal hills?
There sits the Son at God's right hand,
And there the Father smiles.]
PSALM XVII. ver. 13, &c. (S. M.)
Portion of saints and sinners: or, hope and
despair in death.
1
2
3
4
5
ARISE, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee;
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.
Behold the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.
Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;
The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.
I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God;
And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood.
There's a new heav'n begun,
When I awake from death,
Dress'd in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.
PSALM XVII. (L. M.)
The sinner's portion, and saint's hope: or, the
heaven of separate souls, and the resur-
rection.
1 LORD, I am thine: But thou wilt prove
My faith, my patience, and my love;
When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine.
2 Their hope and portion lies below;
'Tis all the happiness they know,
'Tis all they seek: They take their shares,
And leave the rest among their heirs.
3 What sinners value I resign;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine;
I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.
4 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere:
When shall I wake and find me there?
5 O glorious hour! O blest abode!
I shall be near, and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more controul
The sacred pleasures of my soul.
6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.
PSALM XVIII, ver. 1-6. 15–18.
First Part. (L. M.)
Deliverance from despair: or, temptations
overcome.
1 THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength,
My rock, my tower, my high defence;
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.
2 Death, and the terrors of the grave,
Stood round me with their dismal shade,
While floods of high temptations rose,
And made my sinking soul afraid,
3 I saw the op'ning gates of hell,
With endless pains and sorrows there;
Which none but they that feel can tell,
While I was hurried to despair.
4 In my distress I call'd my God,
When I could scarce believe him mine;
He bow'd his ear to my complaint;
Then did his grace appear divine.
5 [With speed he flew to my relief,
As on a cherub's wing he rode;
Awful and bright as lightning shone
The face of my deliv'rer God.
6 Temptations filed at his rebuke,
The blast of his almighty breath:
He sent salvation from on high,
And drew me from the deeps of death.]
7 Great were my fears, my foes were great;
Much was their strength, and more their rage;
But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still,
In all the wars that devils wage.
8 My song for ever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour;
And give the glory to the Lord,
Due to his mercy and his power.
PSALM XVIII. v. 20-26.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Sincerity proved and rewarded.
1 LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere,
Hast made thy truth and love appear;
Before mine eyes I set thy laws,
And thou hast own'd my righteous cause,
2 Since I have learu'd thy holy ways,
I've walk'd upright before thy face;
Or if my feet did e'er depart,
'Twas never with a wicked heart.
3 What sore temptations broke my rest!
What wars and strugglings in my breast!
But through thy grace, that reigns within,
I guard against my darling sin.
4 That sin that close besets me still,
That works and strives against my will;
When shall thy Spirit's sov'reign power
Destroy it, that it rise no more?
5 [With an impartial hand, the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward;
The kind and faithful souls shall find
A God as faithful and as kind.
6 The just and pure shall ever say,
Thou art more pure, more just than they :
And men that love revenge shall know,
God hath an arm of vengeance too.]
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18.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM XVIII. ver. 30-45, 46, &c.
Third Part. (L. M.)
Rejoicing in God: or, salvation and triumph.
1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word,
Great Rock of my secure abode :
Who is a God beside the Lord?
Or where's a refuge like our God?
2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,
Gives me his holy sword to wield;
And, while with sin and hell I fight,
Spreads his salvation for my shield.
3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock!)
The God of my salvation lives:
'The dark designs of hell are broke;
Sweet is the peace my Father gives.
4 Before the scoffers of the age
I will exalt my Father's name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach, and bear the shame.
5 To David and his royal seed
Thy grace for ever shall extend
Thy love to saints, in Christ their head,
Knows not a limit, nor an end.
PSALM XVIII. First Part. (C.M.)
Victory and triumph over temporal enemies.
1 WE love thee, Lord and we adore,
Now is thine arm reveal'd;
Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower,
Our bulwark, and our shield.
2 We fly to our Eternal Rock,
And find a sure defence;
His holy name our lips invoke,
And draw salvation thence.
3 When God our leader shines in arms,
What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of his loud alarms,
The lightning of his spear?
4 He rides upon the winged wind;
And angels, in array,
In millions wait to know his mind,
And swift as flames obey.
5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke
Whole armies are dismay'd;
His voice, his frown, his angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead,
6 He forms our generals for the field,
With all their dreadful skill;
Gives them his awful sword to wield,
And makes their hearts of steel.
7 [He arms our captains to the fight,
(Tho' there his name's forgot;)
He girded Cyrus with his might,
But Cyrus knew him not.
B Oft has the Lord whole nations blest
For his own church's sake:
The powers that give his people rest,
Shall of his care partake.]
PSALM XVIII. Second Part. (C.M.)
The conqueror's song.
1 To thine almighty arm we owe
The triumphs of the day:
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their strength away.
2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,
And break united powers;
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale
The proudest of their towers.
3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field,
And trod them to the ground;
While thy salvation was our shield,
But they no shelter found!
4 In vain to idol saints they cry,
And perish in their blood;
Where is a rock so great, so high,
So powerful, as our God?
5 The rock of Israel ever lives,
His name be ever blest;
'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives,
And gives his people rest.
6 On kings that reign as David did,
He pours his blessings down;
Secures their honours to their seed,
And well supports their crown.
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2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night,
Divinely teach his name.
3
4
5
PSALM XIX. First Part. (S. M.)
The book of nature and scripture.
For a Lord's-Day Morning.
BEHOLD the lofty sky
Declares its Maker God,
And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.
His statutes, and commands
Are set before our eyes;
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.
6
His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit ;
His promises for ever sure,
And his rewards are great.
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In ev'ry diff'rent land
Their gen'ral voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.
Ye British lands rejoice:
Here he reveals his word;
We are not left to Nature's voice
To bid us know the Lord.
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[Not honey to the taste
Affords so much delight,
Nor gold that has the furnace past
So much allures the sight.]
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While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,
In my Redeemer's name.
PSALM XIX. Second Part. (S. M.)
God's word most excellent: or, sincerity an-
watchfulness.
For a Lord's-Day Morning.
BEHOLD the morning sun
Begins his glorious way:
His beams through all the nations run,
And life and light convey.
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19.
20.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
2
But where the Gospel comes
It spreads diviner light;
It calls dead sinners from their tomb5,
And gives the blind their sight.
3
4
How perfect is thy word;
And all thy judgments just;
For ever sure thy promise, Lord,
And men securely trust.
7
My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions given:
O may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven!
PAUSE.
5
I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, lest I stray.
6
O who can ever find
The errors of his ways?
Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind,
I would not dare transgress.
Warn me of ev'ry sin;
Forgive my secret faults;
And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.
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While with my heart and tongue
I spread thy praise abroad,
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God!
PSALM XIX. (L. M.)
The book of nature and of scripture compared :
or, the glory and success of the gospel.
1 THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord;
In ev'ry star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, thy pow'r confess;
But the blest volume thou hast writ.
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never stand;
So when thy truth began its race,
It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run ;
'Till Christ has all the nations blest
That see the light, or feel the sun.
5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise;
Bless the dark world with heav'nly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
6 Thy noblest wonders here we view
In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew.
And make thy word my guide to heav'n.
PSALM XIX.
To the Tune of the 113th Psalm.
The book of nature and scripture.
1 GREAT God! the heav'ns well order'd
frame
Declares the glories of thy name;
There thy rich works of wonder shine:
A thousand starry beauties there,
A thousand radiant marks appear,
Of boundless pow'r, and skill divine.
2 From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light
Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read ;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise,
And neither sound nor language need.
3 Yet their divine instructions run
Far as the journeys of the sun,
And ev'ry nation knows their voice:
The sun, like some young bridegroom drest,
Breaks from the chambers of the Fast,
Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.
4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad,
He smiles and speaks his maker God;
All nature joins to shew thy praise.
Thus God in ev'ry creature shines:
Fair is the book of nature's lines;
But fairer is the book of grace.
5 I love the volumes of thy word;
What light and joy those leaves afford
To souls benighted and distrest!
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,
Thy promise leads my heart to rest.
6 From the discov'ries of thy law,
The perfect rules of life I draw;
These are my study and delight:
Not honey so invites the taste;
Nor gold that hath the furnace past,
Appears so pleasing to the sight.
7 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And gives a free, but large reward.
8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts?
My God, forgive my secret faults,
And from presumptuous sins restrain:
Accept my poor attempts of praise,
That I have read thy book of grace,
And book of nature, not in vain.
PSALM XX. (L. M.)
Prayer and hope of victory.
For a Day of Prayer in Time of War.
1 Now may the God of pow'r and grace
Attend his people's humble cry!
Jehovah hears when Isr'el prays,
And brings deliv'rance from on high.
2 The name of Jacob's God defends,
Better than shields or brazen walls;
He from his sanctuary sends
Succour and strength, when Zion calls.
3 Well he remembers all our sighs,
His love exceeds our best deserts;
His love accepts the sacrifice
Of humble groans and broken hearts.
4 In his salvation is our hope;
And in the name of Isr'el's God
Our troops shall lift their banners up,
Our navies spread their flags abroad.
5 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts;
Our surest expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts.
6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name.
Inspire our armies for the fight!
Our foes shall fall and die with shame.
Or quit the field with shameful flight.]
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21. 22.
22.
PSALMS
OF DAVID.
7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear;
Now let our hope be firm and strong;
Till thy salvation shall appear,
And joy and triumph raise the song.
PSALM XXI. (C. M.)
Our king is the care of heaven.
1 THE king, O Lord, with songs of praise,
Shall in thy strength rejoice:
And, bless'd with thy salvation, raise
To heav'n his cheerful voice.
2 Thy sure defence, thro' nations round
Hath spread his glorious name:
And his successful actions crown'd
With majesty and fame.
3 Then let the king on God alone
For timely aid rely;
His mercy shall support the throne,
And all our wants supply.
4 But, righteous Lord, his stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand;
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
That hate his mild command.
5 When thou against them dost engage,
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage,
Their hopes and them consume.
6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare,
And thus exalt thy fame :
Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.
PSALM XXI. 1-9. (L. M.)
Christ exalted to the kingdom.
1 DAVID rejoic'd in God his strength,
Rais'd to the throne by special grace;
But Christ his Son appears at length,
Fulfils the triumph and the praise.
2 How great is the Messiah's joy
In the salvation of thy hand!
Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high,
And giv'n the world to his command.
3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will,
Nor doth the least request withhold;
Blessings of love prevent him still,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.
4 Honour and majesty divine
Around his sacred temples shine;
Blest with the favour of thy face,
And length of everlasting days.
5 Thine hand shall find out all his foes:
And, as a fiery oven glows
With raging heat and living coals,
So shall thy wrath devour their souls.
PSALM XXII. ver. 1-16.
First Part. (C. M.)
The sufferings and death of Christ.
WHY has my God my soul forsook,
"Nor will a smile afford?"
(Thus David once in anguish spoke,
And thus our dying Lord.)
"
3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliv'rance found:
But, I'm a worm despis'd of men,
And trodden to the ground.
2 Tho' 'tis thy chief delight to dwell
Among thy praising saints,
Yet thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.
4 Shaking the head they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
"In vain he trusts in God, (they cry)
"Neglected and forlorn.'
5 But thou art he who form'd my flesh
By thine almighty word;
And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.
6 Why will my father hide his face,
When foes stand threat'ning round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not an helper found?
PAUSE.
7 Behold thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud;
As bulls of Bashan fierce and strong,
As lions roaring loud.
8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet,
To multiply the smart;
They nail my hands, they pierce my feet.
And try to vex my heart,
9 Yet if thy sov'reign hand let loose
The rage of earth and hell,
Why will my heav'nly father bruise
The Son he loves so well?
10 My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup;
But I resign my will to thee,
And drink the sorrows up.
12 Father, I give my spirit up,
And trust it in thy hand;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at thy command.
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11 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown;
In groaus I waste my breath;
Thy heavy hand hath brought me down
Low as the dust of death.
3 Great was the vict'ry of his death,
His throne exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship, or shall die.
PSALM XXII. ver. 20, 21, 27—31.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Christ's sufferings and kingdom.
1 "Now from the roaring lion's rage.
"O Lord, protect thy Son;
"Nor leave thy darling to engage
"The pow'rs of hell, alone."
2 Thus did our suff'ring Saviour pray,
With mighty cries and tears:
God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chas'd away his fears.
4 A num'rous offspring must arise,
From his expiring groans:
They shall be reckon'd in his eyes,
For daughters and for sons.
5 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread ;
And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.
And nations yet unborn profess
Salvation in his blood.
6 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God,
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23.
23, 24.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM XXII. (L. M.)
Christ's sufferings and exaltation.
1 Now let our mournful songs record
The dying sorrows of our Lord,
When he complain'd in tears of blood,
As one forsaken of his God.
2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,
And shook their heads, and laugh'd in scorn;
"He rescu'd others from the grave,
"Now let him try himself to save.
3" This is the man did once pretend
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God was his Father and his friend ;
"If God the blessed lov'd him so,
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Why doth he fail to hel him now?"
4 Barbarous people! cruel priests!
How they stood round like savage beasts;
Like lions gaping to devour,
When God had left him in their pow'r.
5 They wound his head, his hands, his teet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which he dy'd.
6 But God, his Father, heard his cry;
Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high;
The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.
PSALM XXIII. (L. M.)
God our Shepherd.
1 My Shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supply'd,
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.
2 In pastures where salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me rest
There living water gently flows,
And all the food's divinely blest.
3 My wand'ring feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.
4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my shepherd's with me there.
5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps,
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay:
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.
6 The sons of earth and sons of hell
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine
To see my table spread so well
With living bread and cheerful wine.
7 [How I rejoice, when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
'Tis a divine anointing shed
Like oil of gladness at a feast.
8 Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his household all their days:
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.
PSALM XXIII. (C. M.)
1 My Shepherd will supply my need,
Jehovah is his name:
In pastures fresh he makes me feed
Beside the living stream
2 He brings my wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake his ways;
3 When I walk thro' the shades of death,
Thy presence is my stay;
A word of thy supporting breath,
Drives all my fears away.
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.
4 Thy hand, in spite of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread:
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
5 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise!
6 'There would I find a settled rest,
(While others go and come)
No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.
2
PSALM XXIII. (S. M.)
1 THE Lord my Shepherd is,
I shall be well supply'd ;
Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?
3
He leads me to the place
Where heav'nly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.
If e'er I go astray,
He doth my soul reclaim,
And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.
4
While he affords his aid,
I cannot yield to fear
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Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My Shepherd's with me there.
5 In spite of all my foes,
Thou dost my table spread:
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6
The bounties of thy love
Shall crown my foll'wing days :
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.
PSALM XXIV. (C. M.)
Dwelling with God.
1 THE earth for ever is the Lord's.
With Adam's num'rous race;
He rais'd its arches o'er the floods,
And built it on the seas.
2 But who among the sons of men,
May visit thine abode?
He that has hands from mischief clean,
Whose heart is right with God.
3 This is the man may rise and take
The blessings of his grace;
This is the lot of those that seek
The God of Jacob's face.
4 Now let our soul's immortal pow'rs,
To meet the Lord prepare,
Lift up their everlasting doors,
The King of Glory's near.
5 The King of Glory! who can tell
The wonders of his might?
He rules the nations; but to dwell
With saints is his delight.
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24, 25.
25, 26.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM XXIV. (L. M.)
Saints dwell in heaven; or, Christ's ascension.
3 He that abhors and fears to sin,
Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean,
Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless,
And clothe his soul with righteousness.
4 These are the men, the pious race,
That seek the God of Jacob's face;
These shall enjoy the blissful sight,
And dwell in everlasting light.
PAUSE.
3
1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,
And men and worms, and beasts and birds;
He rais'd the building on the seas,
And gave it for their dwelling-place.
2 But there's a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky;
Who shall ascend that blest abode,
And dwell so near his maker, God?
The dealings of his hand
Are truth and mercy still,
With such as to his cov'nant stand,
And love to do his will.
5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high,
Behold the King of Glory nigh!
Who can this King of Glory be?
The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display
To make the Lord the Saviour way
Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
The conq'ror comes, with God to dwell.
7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before,
He opens heav'n's eternal door,
To give his saints a blest abode,
Near their Redeemer and their God.
PSALM XXV. ver 1-11.
First Part. (S. M.)
Waiting for pardon and direction.
1
I LIFT my soul to God,
My trust is in his name:
Let not my foes that seek my blood
Still triumph in my shame.
2
3
1
5
1
Sin and the pow'rs of hell
Persuade me to despair;
Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well,
That I may 'scape the snare.
From the first dawning light
Till the dark ev'ning rise,
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait
With ever-longing eyes.
Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,
And follies of my youth.
The Lord is just and kind,
The meek shall learn his ways,
And ev'ry humble sinner find
The methods of his grace.
6 For his own goodness' sake
He saves my soul from shame :
He pardons (tho' my guilt be great)
Thro' my Redeemer's name.
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PSALM XXV. 12, 14, 10, 13.
Second Part. (S. M.)
Divine instruction.
WHERE shall the man be found.
That fears t'offend his God?
That loves the gospel's joyful sound,
And trembles at the rod ?
4
2
PSALM XXV. 15-22.
Third Part. (S. M.)
Distress of soul: or, Backsliding and desertion.
1
MINE eyes and my desire
Are ever to the Lord;
I love to plead his promises,
And rest upon his word.
3
The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of his heart,
The wonders of his cov'nant show,
And all his love impart.
5
6
Their souls shall dwell at ease
Before their Maker's face;
Their seed shall taste the promises
In their extensive grace.
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4 The tumult of my thoughts
Doth but enlarge my woe:
My spirit languishes, my heart
Is desolate and low.
Turn, turn thee to my soul:
Bring thy salvation near;
When will thy hand release my feet
Out of the deadly snare?
When shall the sov'reign grace
Of my forgiving God
Restore me from those dang'rous ways
My wand'ring feet have trod ?
With ev'ry morning light
My sorrow new begins;
Look on my anguish and my pain,
And pardon all my sins.
PAUSE.
Behold the hosts of hell,
How cruel is their hate!
Against my life they rise, and join
Their fury with deceit.
7
O keep my soul from death;
Nor put my hope to shame,
For I have plac'd my only trust
In my Redeemer's name.
With humble faith I wait
To see thy face again;
Of Isr'el it shall ne'er be said,
"He sought the Lord in vain."
PSALM XXVI. (L. M.)
Self-examination: or, Evidences of grace.
1 JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways,
And try my reins, and try my heart;
My faith upon thy promise stays,
Nor from thy law my feet depart.
2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit
With men of vanity and lies;
The scoffer and the hypocrite
Are the abhorrence of mine eyes.
3 Amongst thy saints will I appear
With hands well wash'd in innocence;
But when I stand before thy bar,
The blood of Christ is my defence.
4 I love thy habitation, Lord,
The temple where thine honours dwell;
There shall I hear thine holy word,
And there thy works of wonder tell.
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27, 29.
30, 31.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
5 Let not my soul be join'd at last,
With men of treachery and blood;
Since I my days on earth have past,
Among the saints, and near my God.
PSALM XXVII ver. 1-6.
First Part. (C. M.)
The church is our delight and safety.
THE Lord of Glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength, nor will I fear,
What all my foes can do.
2 One privilege my heart desires :
O grant me an abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God!
3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there enquire thy will.
4 When troubles rise, and storms appear,
There may his children hide:
God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.
PSALM XXVII. 8, 9, 13, 14.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Prayer and hope.
1 SOON as I heard my Father say,
Ye children, seek my grace;
My heart reply'd without delay,
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2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;
God of my life, I fly to thee,
In a distressing day.
3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear,
Leave me to want, or die,
My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.
4 My fainting flesh had dy'd with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd,
To see thy grace provide relief;
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.
5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints
And keep your courage up:
He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.
PSALM XXIX. L. M.
Storm and thunder.
1 GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to the Lord renown and pow'r;
Ascribe due honours to his name,
And his eternal might adore.
2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud,
Over the ocean and the land;
His voice divides the wat'ry cloud,
And lightnings blaze at his command.
3 He speaks, and tempest, hail, and wind,
Lay the wide forests bare around;
The fearful hart, and frighted hind,
Leap at the terror of the sound.
4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,
And, lo! the stately cedars break;
The mountains tremble at the noise,
The vallies roar, the deserts quake.
5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood,
The thund'rer reigns for ever King;
But makes his church his blest abode,
Where we his awful glories sing.
6 In gentler language there, the Lord
The counsels of his grace imparts;
Amidst the raging storm, his word
Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.
PSALM XXX. First Part. (L. M.)
Sickness healed, and sorrow removed.
1 I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high,
At thy command diseases fly
Who but a God can speak and save
From the dark borders of the grave?
2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his,
And tell how large his goodness is:
Let all your pow'rs rejoice and bless,
While you record his holiness.
3 His anger but a moment stays;
His love is life and length of days;
Tho' grief and tears the night employ,
The morning-star restores the joy.
PSALM XXX. ver. 6. Second Part. (L.M.:
Health, sickness, and recovery.
1 FIRM was my health, my day was bright,
And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
"Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart."
2 But I forgot thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts dy'd.
3 I cry'd aloud to thee my God,
"What canst thou profit by my blood?
"Deep in the dust can I declare
"Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there?
4" Hear me, O God of grace," I said,
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And bring me from among the dead:"
Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt,
Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt.
5 My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn'd to joy and praises now;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird me round.
6 My tongue, the glory of my frame,
Shall ne'er be silent of thy name;
Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and
heav'n
For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv'n.
PSALM XXXI, ver. 5, 13—19, 22, 23.
First Part. (C. M.)
Deliverance from Death.
1 INTO thine hand, O God of truth,
My spirit I commit;
Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death,
And sav'd me from the pit.
2 The passions of my hope and fear
Maintain'd a doubtful strife:
While sorrow, pain, and sin, conspir'd
To take away my life.
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3" My times are in thine hand." I cry'd,
"Though I draw near the dust;"
Thou art the refuge where I hide,
The God in whom I trust.
4 O make thy reconciled face
Upon thy servant shine;
And save me for thy mercy's sake,
For I'm entirely thine.
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5 ['Twas in my haste my spirit said,
I must despair and die,
"I am cut off before thine eyes;"
But thou hast heard my cry.]
6 Thy goodness how divinely free!
How wond'rous is thy grace
To those that fear thy majesty,
And trust thy promises!
7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints,
And sing his praises loud;
He'll bend his ear to your complaints,
And recompence the proud.
PSALM XXXI. ver. 7-13, 18-21.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Deliverance from slander and reproach.
1 My heart rejoices in thy name,
My God, my help, my trust;
Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame,
Mine honour from the dust.
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2 My life is spent with grief," I cry'd,
My years consume in groans;
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"My strength decays, mine eyes are dry'd,
And sorrow wastes my bones.'
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3 Among mine enemies my name
Was a mere proverb grown;
While to my neighbours I became
Forgotten and unknown.
4 Slander and fear, on ev'ry side
Seiz'd and beset me round;
I to the throne of grace apply'd,
And speedy rescue found.
PAUSE.
5 How great deliv'rance thou hast wrough.
Before the sons of men !
6 Thy children, from the strife of tongues,
Shall thy pavilion hide;
Guard them from infamy and wrongs,
And crush the sons of pride.
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The lying lips to silence brought,
And made their boastings vain!
7 Within thy secret presence, Lord,
Let me for ever dwell;
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No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd,
Secures a saint so well.
PSALM XXXII. (S. M.)
Forgiveness of sins upon confession.
O BLESSED Souls are they,
Whose sins are cover'd o'er!
Divinely blest, to whom the Lord
Imputes their guilt no more.
They mourn their follies past,
And keep their hearts with care;
Their lips and lives, without deceit,
Shall prove their faith sincere.
While I conceal'd my guilt
I felt the fest'ring wound;
Till I confess'd my sins to thee,
And ready pardon found.
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Let sinners learn to pray;
Let saints keep near the throne;
Our help, in times of deep distress,
Is found in God alone.
PSALM XXXII. (C. M.)
Free pardon and sincere obedience: or,
Confession and forgiveness.
1 HAPPY the man to whom his God
No more imputes his sin;
But, wash'd in the Redeemer's blood,
Hath made his garments clean!
2 Happy, beyond expression, he
Whose debts are thus discharg'd,
And, from the guilty bondage free,
He feels his soul enlarg'd.
3 His spirit hates deceit and lies,
His words are all sincere ;
He guards his heart, he guards his eyes,
To keep his conscience clear.
4 While I my inward guilt supprest,
No quiet could I find;
Thy wrath lay burning in my breast,
And rack'd my tortur'd mind.
5 Then I confess'd my troubled thoughts,
My secret sins reveal'd;
Thy pard'ning grace forgave my faults,
Thy grace my pardon seal'd.'
6 This shall invite thy saints to pray,
When, like a raging flood,
Temptations rise, our strength and stay
Is a forgiving God.
PSALM XXXII. First Part. (L. M.)
Repentance and free pardon: or, Justification
and sanctification.
1 BLEST is the man, for ever blest,
Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God;
Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd.
And cover'd with his Saviour's blood,
2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord
Imputes not his iniquities;
He pleads no merit of reward,
And not on works, but grace relies.
3 From guile his heart and lips are free,
His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith sincere.
4 How glorious is that righteousness
That hides and cancels all his sins!
While a bright evidence of grace
Thro' his whole life appears and shines.
PSALM XXXII. Second Part. (L. M.)
A guilty conscience eased by confession and
pardon.
1 WHILE I keep silence, and conceal
My heavy guilt within my heart,
What torments doth my conscience feel!
What agonies of inward smart!
2 I spread my sins before the Lord,
And all my secret faults confess;
Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word,
Thine Holy Spirit seals the grace.
3 For this shall ev'ry humble soul
Make swift addresses to thy seat;
When floods of huge temptations roll,
There shall they find a blest retreat.
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4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie,
When days grow dark, and storms appear!
And when I walk, thy watchful eye
Shall guide me safe from ev'ry snare.
PSALM XXXIII. First Part. (C. M.)
Works of creation and providence.
1 REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord;
This work belongs to you:
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just, and true!
2 His mercy and his righteousness,
Let heav'n and earth proclaim;
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wond'rous name.
3 His wisdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches spread;
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
4 He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.
5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand;
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.
6 He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs;
His counsel stands thro' ev'ry age,
And in full glory shines.
PSALM XXXIII.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient.
1 BLEST is the nation where the Lord
Hath fix'd his gracious throne;
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
And calls their tribes his own.
2 His eye, with infinite survey
Does the whole world behold;
He form'd us all of equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.
3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force
Of armies from the grave;
Nor speed nor courage of an horse
Can the hold rider save.
4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men
To hope for safety thence ;
But holy souls from God obtain
A strong and sure defence.
5 God is their fear, and God their trust,
When plagues or famine spread;
His watchful eye secures the just
Amongst ten thousand dead.
6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And bless us from thy throne;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII.
As the 113th Psalm.
First Part.
Works of creation and providence.
1 YE holy souls, in God rejoice,
Your Maker's praise becomes your voice;
Great is your theme, your songs be new :
Sing of his name, his word, his ways,
His works of nature and of grace,
How wise and holy, just and true!
2 Justice and truth he ever loves,
And the whole earth his goodness proves,
His word the heav'nly arches spread;
How wide they shine from north to south!
And by the spirit of his mouth
Were all the starry armies made.
3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas,
(Those wat'ry treasures know their place),
In the vast storehouse of the deep:
He spake, and gave all nature birth;
And fires, and seas, and heav'n, and earth,
His everlasting orders keep.
4 Let mortals tremble, and adore
A God of such resistless pow'r,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, and weak your
hands;
But his eternal counsel stands,
And rules the world, from age to age.
PSALM XXXIII. As the 113th Psalm.
Second Part.
Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient.
1 HAPPY nation, where the Lord
Reveals the treasure of his word,
And builds his church, his earthly throne!
His eye the heathen world surveys,
He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways;
But God their maker is unknown.
2 Let kings rely upon their host,
And of his strength the champion boast;
In vain they boast, in vain rely;
In vain we trust the brutal force,
Or speed or courage of an horse,
To guard his rider, or to fly.
3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord,
Doth more secure defence afford
When death or dangers threat'ning stand :
Thy watchful eye preserves the just,
Who make thy name their fear and trust,
When wars or famine waste the land.
4 In sickness or the bloody field,
Thou our physician, thou our shield,
Send us salvation from thy throne:
We wait to see thy goodness shine;
Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone.
PSALM XXXIV. First Part. (L. M.)
God's care of the saints.
1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days,
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;
My soul shall glory in thy grace,
While saints rejoice to hear the song.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me,
Come, let us all exalt his name!
I sought th' eternal God, and he
Has not expos'd my hope to shame.
3 I told him all my secret grief,
My secret groaning reach'd his ears;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tumult of my fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
Their faces feel the heav'nly shine;
A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and joy divine.
5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that serve the Lord;
O fear and love him, all his saints!
Taste of his grace and trust his word.
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6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain
And hunger, roar thro' all the wood;
But none shall seek the Lord in vain,
Nor want supplies of real good.
PSALM XXXIV.
ver. 11-22.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Religious education: or, Instructions of piety.
1 CHILDREN in years and knowledge
young,
Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,
Attend the counsels of my tongue,
Let pious thoughts your minds employ.
2 If you desire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal state,
Restrain your feet from impious ways,
Your lips from slander and deceit.
3 The eyes of God regard his saints,
His ears are open to their cries;
He sets his frowning face against
The sons of violence and lies.
4 To humble souls and broken hearts
God with his grace is ever nigh;
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.
5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans,
His Son redeems their souls from death;
His Spirit heals their broken bones,
They in his praise employ their breath.
PSALM XXXIV. 1–10. First Part. (C.M.)
Prayer and praise for eminent deliverances.
1 I'LL bless the Lord from day to day:
How good are all his ways!
Ye humble souls that use to pray,
Come, help my lips to praise !
2 Sing to the honour of his name,
How a poor suff'rer cry'd;
Nor was his hope expos'd to shame.
Nor was his suit deny'd.
3 When threat'ning sorrows round me stood,
And endless fears arose,
Like the loud billows of a flood,
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4 I told the Lord my sore distress
With heavy groans and tears;
He gave my sharpest torments ease,
And silenc'd all my fears.
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5 [O sinners! come and taste his love,
Come, learn his pleasant ways,
And let your own experience prove
The sweetness of his grace.
6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell;
What ills their heav'nly care prevents,
No earthly tongue can tell.]
7 [O love the Lord, ye saints of his;
His eye regards the just;
How richly bless'd their portion is
Who make the Lord their trust.
8 Young lions pinch'd with hunger roar,
Aud famish in the wood;
But God supplies his holy poor
With ev'ry needful good.]
PSALM XXXIV. ver. 11-22.
Second Part. (C.M.)
Exhortations to peace and holiness.
1 COME, children, learn to fear the Lord;
And that your days be long,
Let not a false or spiteful word
Be found upon your tongue.
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Depart from mischief, practise love,
Pursue the works of peace;
So shall the Lord your ways approve,
And set your souls at ease.
3 His eyes awake to guard the just,
His ears attend their cry;
When broken spirits dwell in dust,
The God of grace is nigh.
4 What tho' the sorrows here they taste
Are sharp and tedious too,
The Lord, who saves them all at last,
Is their supporter now.
5 Evil shall smite the wicked dead;
But God secures his own,
Prevents the mischief when they slide,
Or heals the broken bone.
6 When desolation, like a flood,
O'er the proud sinner rolls,
Saints find a refuge in their God,
For he redeem'd their souls.
PSALM XXXV. ver. 1–9.
First Part. (C.M.)
Prayer and faith of persecuted saints: or,
Imprecations mixed with charity.
1 Now plead my cause, Almighty God,
With all the sons of strife;
And fight against the men of blood,
Who fight against my life.
2 Draw out thy spear and stop their way,
Lift thine avenging rod:
But to my soul in mercy say,
"I am thy Saviour God.'
3 They plant their snares to catch my feet,
And nets of mischief spread:
Plunge the destroyers in the pit
That their own hands have made.
4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way,
And slipp'ry be their ground;
Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey,
And all their rage confound.
5 They fly like chaff before the wind,
Before thine angry breath;
The angel of the Lord behind
Pursues them down to death.
6 They love the road that leads to hell;
Then let the rebels die,
Whose malice is implacable
Against the Lord on high.
7 But if thou hast a chosen few
Amongst that impious race,
Divide them from the bloody crew
By thy surprising grace.
8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice
To make thy wonders known;
In their salvation I'll rejoice,
And bless thee for my own.
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PSALM XXXV.
ver. 12, 13, 14.
1 BEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love,
That holy David shows;
Hark, how his sounding bowels move
To his afflicted foes!
2 When they are sick his soul complains,
And seems to feel the smart;
The spirit of the gospel reigns,
And melts his pious heart.
Second Part. (C.M.)
Love to enemies: or, The love of Christ to sin- 3 What strange self-flatt'ry blinds their eyes!
But there's an hast'ning hour,
ners typified in David.
When they shall see with sore surprise,
The terrors of thy pow'r.
3 How did his flowing tears condole
As for a brother dead!
And fasting, mortified his soul,
While for their life he pray'd.
4 They groan'd, and curs'd him on their bed,
Yet still he pleads and mourns;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
5 O glorious type of heav'nly grace!
Thus Christ the Lord appears:
While sinners curse, the Saviour prays,
And pities them with tears.
6 He, the true David, Isr'el's king
Blest and belov'd of God,
To save us rebels, dead in sin,
Paid his own dearest blood.
PSALM XXXVI. ver. 5—9. (L. M.)
General providence, and special grace.
1 HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God,
Thy goodness in full glory shines:
Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud
That veils and darkens thy designs.
2 For ever firm thy justice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep:
Wise are the wonders of thy hands;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy providence is kind and large,
Both man and beast thy bounty share;
The whole creation is thy charge,
But saints are thy peculiar care.
4 My God! how excellent thy grace,
Whence all our hope and comfort springs!
The sons of Adam, in distress,
Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
5 From the provisions of thy house
We shall be fed with sweet repast;
There mercy like a river flows,
And brings salvation to our taste.
6 Life, like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the presence of the Lord;
And in thy light our souls shall see,
The glories promis'd in thy word.
PSALM XXXVI. 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. (C. M.)
Practical atheism exposed: or, The being and
attributes of God asserted.
2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare,
(Whate'er their lips profess)
1 WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways,
And yet a God they own,
My heart within me often says,
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4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne,
Tho' mountains melt away:
Thy judgments are a world unknown,
A deep unfathom'd sea.
5 Above the heav'ns created rounds,
Thy mercies, Lord, extend :
Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds
Where time and nature end.
6 Safety to man thy goodness brings,
Nor overlooks the beast;
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"Nor will they seek his grace.'
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And mortal comforts die,
Perpetual springs of life shall flow,
And raise our pleasures high.
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And death close up our eyes,
Thy presence makes eternal day,
Where clouds can never rise.]
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Beneath the shadow of thy wings
Thy children choose to rest.
PSALM XXXVI. ver. 1-7. (S. M.)
The wickedness of man, and the majesty of
God: or, Practical atheism exposed.
WHEN man grows bold in sin,
My heart within me cries,
"He hath no faith of God within,
"Nor fear before his eyes."
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[He walks awhile conceal'd
In a self-flatt'ring dream,
'Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd,
Expose his hateful name.]
His heart is false and foul,
His words are smooth and fair:
Wisdom is banish'd from his soul,
And leaves no goodness there.
He plots upon his bed,
New mischiefs to fulfil !
He sets his heart, and hand, and head,
To practise all that's ill.
But there's a dreadful God.
Tho' men renounce his fear;
His justice, hid behind the cloud,
Shall one great day appear.
His truth transcends the sky;
In heav'n his mercies dwell:
Deep as the sea his judgments lie,
His anger burns to hell.
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How excellent his love,
Whence all our safety springs!
O never let my soul remove
From underneath his wings.
PSALM XXXVII. ver. 1-15.
First Part. (C. M.)
The cure of envy, fretfulness, and unbelief.
1 WHY should I vex my soul, and fret,
To see the wicked rise?
Or envy sinners, waxing great,
By violence and lies?
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2 As flow'ry grass cut down at noon,
Before the ev'ning fades,
So shall their glories vanish soon
In everlasting shades.
3 Then let me make the Lord my trust,
And practise all that's good:
So shall I dwell among the just,
And he'll provide me food.
4 I to my God my ways commit,
And cheerful wait his will:
Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet,
Shall my desires fulfil.
5 Mine innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy judgments known
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the noon.
6 The meek at last the earth possess,
And are the heirs of heav'n :
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble souls are given.
PAUSE.
7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way,
Nor let your anger rise,
Tho' Providence should long delay,
To punish haughty vice.
8 Let sinners join to break your peace,
And plot, and rage, and foam:
The Lord derides them, for he sees
Their day of vengeance come.
9 They have drawn out the threat'ning sword,
Have bent the murd'rous bow,
To slay the men that fear the Lord,
And bring the righteous low.
10 My God shall break their bows, and burn
Their persecuting darts:
Shall their own swords against them turn,
And pain surprise their hearts.
PSALM XXXVII. ver. 16, 21, 26–31.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Charity to the poor: or, Religion in words and
deeds.
1 WHY do the wealthy wicked boast,
And grow profanely bold?
The meanest portion of the just
Excels the sinner's gold.
2 The wicked borrows of his friends,
But ne'er designs to pay;
The saint is merciful, and lends,
Nor turns the poor away.
3 His alms, with lib'ral heart he gives
Amongst the sons of need;
His mem'ry to long ages lives,
And blessed is his seed.
4 His lips abhor to talk profane,
To slander or defraud;
Ilis ready tongue declares to men
What he has learn'd of God.
5 The law and gospel of the Lord,
Deep in his heart abide :
Led by the Spirit and the Word,
His feet shall never slide.
6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand,
Preserv'd from ev'ry snare,
They shall possess the promis'd land,
And dwell for ever there.
PSALM XXXVII. ver. 23-37.
Third Part. (C.M.)
The way and end of the righteous and the wicked.
1 My God, the steps of pious men
Are order'd by thy will;
Tho' they should fail, they rise again,
Thy hand supports them still.
2 The Lord delights to see their ways,
Their virtue he approves;
He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace,
Nor leave the men he loves,
3 The heav'nly heritage is theirs,
Their portion and their home:
He feeds them now, and makes them heirs
Of blessings long to come.
4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men,
Nor fear when tyrants frown;
Ye shall confess their pride was vain,
When justice casts them down.
PAUSE.
5 The haughty sinner have I seen,
Not fearing man nor God,
Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green,
Spreading his arms abroad.
6 And, lo he vanish'd from the ground,
Destroy'd by hands unseen;
Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found
Where all that pride had been.
7 But mark the man of righteousness,
His sev'ral steps attend;
True pleasure runs thro' all his ways,
And peaceful is his end.
PSALM XXXVIII. (C. M.)
Guilt of conscience and relief: or, Repentance
and prayer for pardon and health.
1 AMIDST thy wrath remember love;
Restore thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a father's chast'ning prove
Like an avenger's sword."
2 Thine arrows stick within my heart
My flesh is sorely prest;
Between the sorrow and the smart,
My spirit finds no rest.
3 My sins a heavy load appear,
And o'er my head are gone;
Too heavy they for me to bear,
Too hard for me t'atone.
4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea,
My head still bending down;
And I go mourning all the day,
Beneath my Father's frown.
5 Lord, I am weak, and broken sore,
None of my pow'rs are whole;
The inward anguish makes me roar
The anguish of my soul,
6 All my desire to thee is known,
Thine eye counts ev'ry tear,
And ev'ry sigh and ev'ry groan,
Is notic'd by thine ear.
7 Thou art my God, my only hope
My God will hear my cry,
My God will bear my spirit up
When Satan bids me die.
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8 [My foot is ever apt to slide,
My foes rejoice to see't:
They raise their pleasure and their pride,
When they supplant my feet.
9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee,
And grieve for all my sin,
I'll mourn how weak my graces be,
And beg support divine.
10 My God, forgive my follies past,
And be for ever nigh;
O Lord of my salvation, haste
Before thy servant die.]
PSALM XXXIX. ver. 1, 2, 3.
First Part. (C. M.)
Watchfulness over the tongue.
1 THUS I resolv'd before the Lord,
"Now will I watch my tongue,
Lest I let slip one sinful word,
"Or do my neighbour wrong."
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2 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to stay
With men of lives profane,
I'll set a double guard that day,
Nor let my talk be vain.
3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak
The pious thoughts I feel,
Lest scoffers should th' occasion take,
To mock my holy zeal.
4 Yet if some proper hour appear,
I'll not be over-aw'd,
But let the scoffing sinners hear,
That we can speak for God.
PSALM XXXIX. ver. 4-7.
Second Part. (C. M.)
The vanity of man as mortal.
1 TEACH me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame !
I would survey life's narrow space,
And learn how frail I am.
2 A span is all that we can boast,
An inch or two of time;
Man is but vanity and dust,
In all his flow'r and prime.
3 See the vain race of mortals move,
Like shadows o'er the plain;
They rage and strive, desire and love,
But all the noise is vain.
4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show,
Some dig for golden ore,
They toil for heirs they know not who,
And straight are seen no more.
5 What should I wish, or wait for then
From creatures, earth, and dust?
They make our expectations vain,
And disappoint our trust.
6 Now I forbid my carnal hope,
My fond desire recal;
I give my mortal int'rest up,
And make my God my all.
PSALM XXXIX. ver. 9—13.
Third Part. (C. M.)
Sick-bed devotion: or, pleading without
repining.
1 GOD of my life, look gently down,
Behold the pains I feel:
But I am dumb before thy throne,
Nor dare dispute thy wiil.
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1 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord,
They come at thy command;
I'll not attempt a murm'ring word
Against thy chast'ning hand.
3 Yet I may plead with humble cries,
"Remove thy sharp rebukes :"
My strength consumes, my spirit dies,
Thro' thy repeated strokes.
4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand,
We moulder to the dust:
Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withstand,
And all our beauty's lost.
5 [This mortal life decays apace;
How soon the bubble's broke!
Adam, and all his num'rous race,
Are vanity and smoke.]
6 I'm but a sojourner below
As all my fathers were;
May I be well prepar'd to go,
When I the summons hear.
7 But if my life be spar'd awhile,
Before my last remove,
Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still,
And I'll declare thy love.
PSALM XL. ver. 1, 2, 3, 5, 17.
First Part. (C. M.)
A song of deliverance from great distress.
1
I WAITED patient for the Lord,
He bow'd to hear my cry:
He saw me resting on his word,
And brought salvation nigh.
2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit,
Where mourning long I lay:
And from my bonds releas'd my feet,
Deep bonds of miry clay.
3 Firm on a rock he made me stand,
And taught my cheerful tongue
To praise the wonders of his hand
In a new thankful song.
4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad;
The saints with joy shall hear,
And sinners learn to make my God
Their only hope and fear.
5 How many are thy thoughts of love!
Thy mercies, Lord, how great?
We have not words, nor hours enough,
Their numbers to repeat.
6 When I'm afflicted, poor and low,
And light and peace depart,
My God beholds my heavy woe,
And bears me on his heart.
PSALM XL. ver. 6–9. Second Part. (C. M.)
The Incarnation and sacrifice of Christ.
1 THUS saith the Lord," Your work is vain,
Give your burnt off 'rings o'er ;
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"In dying goats and bullocks slain,
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My soul delights no more.'
2 Then spake the Saviour, "Lo, I'm here,
"My God, to do thy will!
"Whate'er thy sacred books declare
Thy servant shall fulfil,
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I keep it near my heart;
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Mine ears are open'd with delight,
"To what thy lips impart."
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42, 44.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 And see the blest Redeemer comes
Th' eternal Son appears!
And at th' appointed time assumes
The body God prepares.
5 Much he reveal'd his Father's grace,
And much his truth he shew'd,
And preach'd the way of righteousness,
Where great assemblies stood.
6 His Father's honour touch'd his heart
He pity'd sinners' cries:
And to fulfil a Saviour's part.
Was made a sacrifice.
PAUSE.
7 No blood of beasts on altars shed,
Could wash the conscience clean;
But the rich sacrifice he paid,
Atones for all our sin.
8 Then was the great salvation spread,
And Satan's kingdom shook;
Thus by the woman's promis'd seed,
The serpent's head was broke.
PSALM XL. ver. 5-10. (L.M.)
Christ our sacrifice.
1 THE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought.
Exceed our praise, surmount our thought;
Should I attempt the long detail,
My speech would faint, my numbers fail.
2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt,
Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt;
But thou hast set before our eyes,
An all-sufficient sacrifice.
3 Lo! thine eternal Son appears!
To thy designs he bows his ears:
Assumes a body well prepar'd,
And well performs a work so hard.
4 "Behold I come," the Saviour cries,
With love and duty in his eyes,
"I come to bear the heavy load
"Of sins, and do thy will, my God.
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5 'Tis written in thy great decree,
"Tis in thy book foretold of me,
"I must fulfil the Saviour's part;
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When on my cross I'm lifted high,
"Or to my crown above the sky.
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"What thou hast done, and what I do;
"The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace,
"Thy wisdom, and thy righteousness.
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PSALM XLI. ver. 1, 2, 3. (L. M.)
Charity to the poor: or, Pity to the afflicted.
1 BLEST is the man whose bowels move,
And melt with pity to the poor;
Whose soul, by sympathizing love,
Feels what his fellow-saints endure.
2 His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hands can do.
He, in the time of gen'ral grief,
Shall find the Lord has bowels too.
3 His soul shall live secure on earth.
With secret blessings on his head!
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth,
Around him multiply their dead.
4 Or, if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n,
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heav'n.
PSALM XLII. ver. 1-5. First Part. (C. M.)
Desertion and hope: or, Complaint of absence
from public worship.
1 WITH earnest longings of the mind,
My God, to thee I look ;
So pants the hunted hart to find
And taste the cooling brook.
2 When shall I see thy courts of grace,
And meet my God again?
So long an absence from thy face
My heart endures with pain.
3 Temptations vex my weary soul,
And tears are my repast;
The foe insults without controul,
"And where's your God at last?"
4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now
I think on ancient days:
Then to thy house did numbers go,
And all our work was praise.
5 But why, my soul, sunk down so far
Beneath this heavy load?
Why do my thoughts indulge despair,
And sin against my God?
6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand
Can all thy woes remove;
For I shall yet before him stand,
And sing restoring love.
PSALM XLII. ver. 6-11.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Melancholy thoughts reproved: or, Hope in
afflictions.
1 MY spirit sinks within me, Lord,
But I will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When I have found my God was kind.
2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise,
Swell like a sea, and round me spread;
Thy water-spouts drown all my joys,
And rising waves roll o'er my head.
3 Yet will the Lord command his love,
When I address his throne by day;
Nor in the night his grace remove,
The night shall hear me sing and pray.
4 I'll cast myself before his feet,
And say,
My God, my heav'nly Rock,
"Why doth thy love so long forget
"The soul that groans beneath thy stroke?"
5 I'll chide my heart, that sinks so low,
Why should my soul indulge her grief?
Hope in the Lord, and praise him too,
He is my rest, my sure relief.
6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still,
Thy word shall my best thoughts employ,
And lead me to thine heav'nly hill,
My God, my most exceeding joy!
PSALM XLIV. ver. 1, 2, 3, 8, 15-26. (C. M,)
The church's complaint in persecution.
1 LORD, we have heard thy works of old,
Thy works of pow'r and grace,
When to our ears our fathers told
The wonders of their days.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
2 How thou didst build thy churches here,
And make thy gospel known;
Amongst them did thine arm appear,
Thy light and glory shone.
3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng
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4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face,
Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.
5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heav'n;
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast giv'n.
6 Tho' dragons all around us roar
With their destructive breath,
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.
PAUSE.
To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.
7 We are expos'd all day to die
As martyrs for thy cause,
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie
By sharp and bloody laws.
8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord!
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men abhorr'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?
9 Wilt thou for ever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
For ever hide thine heav'nly love
From our afflicted eyes?
10 Down to the dust our soul is bow'd,
And dies upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their pow'rs confound.
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Our Saviour and our God :
We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood.
PSALM XLV. (S. M.)
The glory of Christ; the success of the gospel ;
and the Gentile church.
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2 Now make thy glory known,
Gird on thy dreadful sword,
And ride in majesty to spread
The conquests of thy word.
My Saviour and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And ev'ry grace is thine.
Strike thro' thy stubborn foes,
Ör melt their hearts t' obey,
While justice, meekness, grace and truth,
Attend thy glorious way.
Thy laws, O God, are right;
Thy throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious gospel proves
A sceptre in thy hand.
[Thy Father and thy God
Hath without measure shed
His Spirit, like a joyful oil,
T anoint thy sacred head.]
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[Behold, at thy right hand
'The Gentile church is seen,
Like a fair bride in rich attire,
And princes guard the queen.]
Fair bride receive his love,
Forget thy father's house;
Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods,
And pay the Lord thy vows.
O let thy God and King
Thy sweetest thoughts employ;
Thy children shall his honours sing
In palaces of joy.
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PSALM XLV. (C. M.)
The personal glories and government of Christ.
1 I'LL speak the honours of my King;
His form divinely fair;
None of the sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.
2 Sweet is thy speech, and heav'nly grace
Upon thy lips is shed:
Thy God, with blessings infinite,
Hath crown'd thy sacred head.
3 Gird on thy sword, victorious prince,
Ride with majestic sway:
Thy terrors shall strike thro' thy foes,
And make the world obey.
4 Thy throue, O God, for ever stands ;
Thy word of grace shall prove
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands,
To rule the saints by love.
5 Justice and truth attend thee still,
But mercy is thy choice;
And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill
With most peculiar joys.
PSALM XLV. First Part. (L. M.)
The glory of Christ, and power of his gospel.
1 Now be my heart inspir'd to sing
The glories of my Saviour-King,
Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair
His form! how bright his beauties are!
2 O'er all the sons of human race
He shines with a superior grace;
Love from his lips divinely flows,
And blessings all his state compose.
3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord,
Gird on the terror of thy sword,
In majesty and glory ride
With truth and meekness at thy side.
4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart:
Or words of mercy kind and sweet
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands,
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
Justice and grace are thy delight.
6 God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
And with his sacred spirit blest
His first-born Son above the rest.
PSALM XLV. Second Part. (L. M.)
Christ and his Church: or, The mystical
marriage.
1 THE King of saints, how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majesty and grace!
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
2 At his right-hand our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold;
The world admires her heav'nly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
3 He forms her beauties like his own;
He calls and seats her near his throne :
Fair stranger, let thine heart forget
The idols of thy native state.
4 So shall the king the more rejoice
In thee, the fav'rite of his choice;
Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy Maker, and thy Lord.
5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies,
And all thy sons (a num'rous train)
Each like a prince in glory reign.
6 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescensions of his love.
PSALM XLVI. First Part. (L. M.)
The church's safety and triumph among
national desolations.
1 GOD is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd
Down to the deep, and bury'd there;
Convulsions shake the solid world,
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar,
In sacred peace our souls abide;
While every nation, every shore,
Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
4 There is a stream whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;
Life, love, and joy, still gliding thro',
And wat'ring our divine abode.
5 That sacred stream, thine holy word,
That all our raging fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.
6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love,
Secure against a threat'ning hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on his truth, and arm'd with pow'r.
PSALM XLV1. Second Part. (L. M.)
God fights for his church.
î LET Zion in her King rejoice,
Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise;
He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies.
2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought,
And Jacob's God is still our aid;
Behold the works his hand has wrought,
What desolations he has made!
3 From sea to sea, thro' all the shores,
He makes the noise of battle cease;
When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear,
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame;
Keep silence all the earth, and hear
The sound and glory of his Name.
5" Be still, and learn that I am God,
"I'll be exalted o'er the lands,
"I will be known and fear'd abroad.
"But still my throne in Zion stands."
6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King,
While we so near thy presence dwell,
Our faith shall sit secure, and sing
Defiance to the gates of hell.
PSALM XLVII. (C. M.)
Christ ascending and reigning.
10 FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the sov'reign King!
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
2 Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heav'nly guards around
Attend him rising thro' the sky,
With trumpet's joyful sound.
3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains;
Let all the earth his honour sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.
4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound
Let knowledge lead the song,
Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.
5 In Isr'el stood his ancient throne,
He lov'd that chosen race;
But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens taste his grace.
6 The British islands are the Lord's,
There Abr'am's God is known;
While pow'rs and princes, shields and
swords,
Submit before his throne.
PSALM XLVIII. ver. 1-8.
First Part. (S. M.)
The church is the honour and safety of a
nation.
1 [GREAT is the Lord our God,
And let his praise be great;
He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.
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These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand!
The honours of our native place,
And bulwarks of our land.]
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When kings against her join'd,
And saw the Lord was there,
In wild confusion of the mind
They fled with hasty fear.
In Zion God is known
A refuge in distress;
How bright has his salvation shone
Thro' all her palaces!
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to spoil our peace,
He sends his tempests roaring loud,
And sinks them in the seas.
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Oft have our fathers told,
Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold
Where his own sheep have been.
7 In ev'ry new distress
We'll to his house repair,
We'll think upon his wond'rous grace,
And seek deliv'rance there.
PSALM XLVIII. ver. 10-14.
Second Part. (S. M.)
The beauty of the church; or, Gospel worship
and order.
FAR as thy name is known
The world declares thy praise
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne
Their songs of honour raise,
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With joy let Judah stand
On Zion's chosen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counsels of thy will,
4 The orders of thy house,
The worship of thy court,
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,
And make a fair report.
Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Compass and view thine holy ground,
And mark the building well.
How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adorn'd with gold.
The God we worship now
Will guide us till we die,
Will be cur God while here below,
And ours above the sky.
PSALM XLIX. ver. 6-14.
First Part. (C. M.)
Pride and death; or, The vanity of life and
riches.
1 WHY doth the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,
To see his wealth and honours flow
With ev'ry rising tide ?
2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self-same clay,
And boast as tho' his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]
3 Not all his treasures can procure
His soul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.
4 [Life is a blessing can't be sold,
The ransom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,
That man may never die.]
5 He sees the brutish and the wise,
The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,
And hasten to the grave.
6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,-
"My house shall ever stand;
"And that my name may long abide,
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7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,
How soon his mem'ry dies;
His name is written in the dust
Where his own carcass lies.
PAUSE.
8 This is the folly of their way;
And yet their sons, as vain,
Approve the words their fathers say,
And act their works again,
9 Men void of wisdom and of grace,
If honour raise them high,
Live like the beast, a thoughtless race,
And like the beast they die.
10 Laid in the grave like silly sheep,
Death feeds upon them there,
Till the last trumpet break their sleep
In terror and despair.
PSALM XLIX, ver. 14–15.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Death and the resurrection.
1 YE sons of pride that hate the just,
And trample on the poor,
When death has brought you down to dust,
Your pomp shall rise no more.
2 The last great day shall change the scene;
When will that hour appear?
When shall the just revive, and reign
O'er all that scorn'd them here?
3 God will my naked soul receive.
When sep'rate from the flesh;
And break the prison of the grave
To raise my bones afresh.
4 Heav'n is my everlasting home,
Th' inheritance is sure;
Let men of pride their rage resume,
But I'll repine no more.
PSALM XLIX. (L. M.)
The rich sinner's death, and the saint's
resurrection.
1 WHY do the proud insult the poor,
And boast the large estates they have?
How vain are riches to secure
Their haughty owners from the grave!
2 They can't redeem one hour from death,
With all the wealth in which they trust;
Nor give a dying brother breath,
When God commands him down to dust.
3 There the dark earth and dismal shade
Shall clasp their naked bodies round;
That flesh, so delicately fed,
Lies cold, and moulders in the ground.
4 Like thoughtless sheep the sinner dies,
Laid in the grave for worms to eat;
The saints shall in the morning rise,
And find th' oppressor at their feet.
5 His honours perish in the dust,
And pomp and beauty, birth and blood:
That glorious day exalts the just
To full dominion o'er the proud.
6 My Saviour shall my life restore,
And raise me from my dark abode;
My flesh and soul shall part no more,
But dwell for ever near my God.
PSALM L. ver. 1-6. First Part. (C. M.)
The last judgment: or, The saints rewarded.
1 THE Lord, the Judge, before his throne,
Bids the whole earth draw nigh;
The nations near the rising sun,
And near the western sky.
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2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,
Judgment will ne'er begin;
No more abuse his long delay
To impudence and sin.
3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come,
Bright flames prepare his way;
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm,
Lead on the dreadful day.
4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear,
Attending angels come,
And earth and hell shall know, and fear,
His justice and their doom.
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5" But gather all my saints," he cries,
"That made their peace with God,
By the Redeemer's sacrifice,
And seal'd it with his blood.
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Second Part. (C. M.)
Obedience is better than sacrifice.
1 THUS saith the Lord," The spacious fields,
And flocks and herds, are mine;
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O'er all the cattle of the hills,
"I claim a right divine.
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3" Call upon me when trouble's near,
My hand shall set thee free ;
"Then shall thy thankful lips declare
"The honour due to me.
To hope and love, to pray and praise,
"Is all that I require.
4" The man that offers humble praise,
"He glorifies me best;
"And those that tread my holy ways
Shall my salvation taste.
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The judgment of hypocrites.
1 WHEN Christ to judgment shall descend,
And saints surround their Lord,
IIe calls the nations to attend,
And hear his awful word.
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PSALM L. ver. 1, 5, 8, 16, 21, 22.
Third Part. (C. M.)
2 "Not for the want of bullocks slain
"Will I the world reprove;
Altars and rites, and forms are vain,
"Without the fire of love,
3" And what have hypocrites to do
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To bring their sacrifice?
They call my statutes just and true,
"But deal in theft and lies.
4 "Could you expect to 'scape my sight,
"And sin without control?
"But I shall bring your crimes to light,
With anguish in your soul."
5 Consider, ye that slight the Lord,
Before his wrath appear;
If once you fall beneath his sword,
There's no deliv'rer there.
PSALM L. Third Part. (L. M.)
Hypocrisy exposed.
1 THE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns,
Let hypocrites attend and fear,
Who place their hope in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.
2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name
With lips of falsehood and deceit;
A friend or brother they defame,
And soothe and flatter those they hate.
4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean,
Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood;
By night they practise ev'ry sin,
By day their mouths draw near to God.
5 And while his judgments long delay,
They grow secure and sin the more;
They think he sleeps as well as they,
And put far off the dreadful hour.
6 O dreadful hour! when God draws near,
And sets their crimes before their eyes!
His wrath their guilty souls shall tear,
And no deliv'rer dare to rise.
3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong,
Yet dare to seek their Maker's face;
They take his cov'nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abuse his grace.
PSALM L. To a new Tune.
The last judgment.
1 THE Lord, the Sov'reign, sends his sum-
mons forth,
Calls the south nations, and awakes the
north;
From east to west the sounding orders spread,
Thro'distant worlds and regions of the dead:
No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the
day!
2 Behold the Judge descends; his guards are
nigh;
Tempest and fire attend him down the sky:
Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near; let all
things come
To hear his justice and the sinner's doom :
But gather first my saints (the Judge com-
mands,)
flands.
Bring them, ye angels, from their distant
3 Behold! my cov'nant stands for ever good,
Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
And sign'd with all their names; the Greek,
the Jew,
That paid the ancient worship or the new,
There's no distinction here: come, spread
their thrones,
And near me seat my fav'rites and my sons.
4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God,
I am their Judge: ye heav'ns proclaim
abroad
My just eternal sentence, and declare
Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear:
Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire;
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.
5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are
vain
Without the flames of love: in vain the store
Of brutal off'rings that were mine before;
Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed,
Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where
they feed.
6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food?
When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks'
blood?
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic vows?
Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to be-
hold,
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?
7 Unthinking wretch! how could'st thou hope
to please
A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
While with my grace and statutes on thy
tongue,
Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother
wrong;
In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends.
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50.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
8 Silent I waited with long-suff'ring love,
But didst thou hope that I should ne'er
reprove?
And cherish such an impious thought within,
That God the righteous would indulge thy
sin?
Behold my terrors now: my thunders roll,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty
soul.
9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise ;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise;
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked
works amend,
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your
friend;
Lest, like a lion, his last vengeance tear
Your trembling souls, and no deliv'rer near.
PSALM L To the old proper Tune.
The last judgment.
1 THE God of glory sends his summons
forth,
[north;
Calls the south nations, and awakes the
From east to west the sov'reign orders
[dead:
Thro' distant worlds, and regions of the
The trumpet sounds; hell trembles; heav'n
rejoices;
[voices.
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful
2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the
[nigh;
day;
Behold the Judge descends; his guards are
Tempests and fire attend him down the sky.
When God appears, all nature shall adore
him;
[him.
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before
3 "Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw near; let all
things come
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"To hear my justice and the sinner's doom;
But gather first my saints," the Judge
commands,
flands:"
Bring them, ye angels, from their distant
When Christ returns, wake ev'ry cheerful
passion,
[vation.
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your sal-
4 "Behold my cov'nant stands for ever good,
"Seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in blood,
And sign'd with all their names; the
Greek, the Jew,
"That paid the ancient worship or the new.'
There's no distinction here: join all your
voices,
[joices.
And raise your heads, ye saints, for heav'n re-
5"Here (saith the Lord) ye angels, spread
their thrones :
sons:
And near me seat my fav'rites and my
[par'd
"Come, my redeem'd, possess the joys pre-
"Ere time began; 'tis your divine reward:"
When Christ returns, wake ev'ry cheerful
[vation.
And shout, ye saints, he comes for your sal-
PAUSE THE FIRST.
passion;
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I am the Judge; ye heav'ns proclaim
abroad
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My just eternal sentence, and declare
Those awful truths that sinners dread to
hear:"
When God appears, all nature shall adore
him;
[him.
While sinner's tremble, saints rejoice before
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"I doom the painted hypocrite to fire."
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n re-
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful
[voices.
8" Not for the want of goats or bullocks
slain
[vain
Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are
Without the flames of love: in vain the
store
Of brutal off'rings that were mine before :"
Earth is the Lord's; all nature shall adore
him;
[him.
While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before
9 "If I were hungry would I ask thee food?
When did I thirst? or drink thy bullocks'
blood ?
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Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer and
profane,
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'nings vain!
All is the Lord's; he rules the wide creation
Gives sinners vengeance, and the saints sal-
vation.
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10"Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows,
Thy solemn chatt'rings and fantastic
Vows?
[hold,
"Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to be-
Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?"
God is the judge of hearts; no fair disguises
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance
rises.
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hope to please
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A God, a spirit, with such toys as these?
"While with my grace and statutes on thy
tongue,
[wrong ?"
"Thou lov'st deceit, and dost thy brother
Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n re-
joices;
[voices.
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful
12 "In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen
friends;
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"While the false flatt'rer at my altar waits,
"His harden'd soul divine instruction
hates."
God is the judge of hearts; no fair disguises,
Can screen the guilty when his vengeance
rises.
"
13" Silent I waited with long-suff'ring love;
"But didst thou hope that I should ne'er
reprove?
[within,
"And cherish such an impious thought
That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin?
See, God appears; all nature joins t'adore
him;
[him.
Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before
14" Behold my terrors now; my thunders
roll,
[soul,
And thy own crimes affright thy guilty
Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear
Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'rer
near:
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Judgment concludes; hell trembles ; heav'n
rejoices:
[voices.
Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful
51.
51.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
EPIPHONEMA.
15 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise;
Awake before this dreadful morning rise:
Change your vain thoughts, your crooked
works amend,
Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your
friend :
Then join the saints; wake ev'ry cheerful
passion,
[vation.
When Christ returns, he comes for your sal-
PSALM LI. First Part. (L. M.)
A penitent pleading for pardon.
1 SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive,
Let a repenting rebel live:
Are not thy mercies large and free?
May not a sinner trust in thee?
2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass
The pow'r and glory of thy grace:
Great God, thy nature hath no bound,
So let thy pard'ning love be found.
3 O wash my soul from ev'ry sin,
And make my guilty conscience clean:
Here on my heart the burden lies,
And past offences pain my eyes.
My lips with shame my sins confess
Against thy law, against thy grace:
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,
I am condemn'd, but thou art clear.
6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,
Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,
Some sure support against despair.
PSALM LI. Second Part. (L. M.)
Original and actual sin confessed.
1 LORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin,
And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man whose guilty fall
Corrupts the race, and taints us all.
2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,
The seeds of sin grow up for death;
Thy law demands a perfect heart,
But we're defil'd in ev'ry part.
3 [Great God, create my heart anew,
And form my Spirit pure and true:
O make me wise betimes, to spy
My danger and my remedy.]
4 Behold I fall before thy face;
My only refuge is thy grace:
No outward forms can make me clean;
The leprosy lies deep within.
5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,
Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,
Can wash the dismal stain away.
5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, | 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways,
I must pronounce thee just in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,
Thy righteous law approves it well.
Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pard'ning God.
6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone
Hath pow'r sufficient to atone;
Thy blood can make me white as snow,
No Jewish types could cleanse me so.
7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace,
Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease;
Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice,
And make my broken bones rejoice.
PSALM LI. Third Part. (L. M.)
The backslider restored; or, Repentance and
faith in the blood of Christ,
10 THOU that hear'st when sinners cry,
Tho' all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin :
Let thy good spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight:
Thine holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Tho' I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
His help and comfort still afford :
And let a wretch come near thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring;
The God of grace will ne'er despise
A broken heart for sacrifice.
6 My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.
8 O may thy love inspire my tongue!
Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my pow'rs shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.
PSALM LI. ver. 3-13. First Part. (C. M.)
Original and actual sin confessed and pardoned.
1 LORD, I would spread my sore distress.
And guilt before thine eyes;
Against thy laws, against thy grace,
How high my crimes arise!
2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell,
And crush my flesh to dust,
Heav'n would approve thy vengeance well,
And earth must own it just.
3 I from the stock of Adam came,
Unholy and unclean;
All my original is shame.
And all my nature sin.
4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew
Contagion with my breath;
And as my days advanc'd, I grew
A juster prey for death.
5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul
With thy forgiving love;
O, make my broken spirit whole,
And bid my pains remove.
6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart,
Nor drive me from thy face;
Create anew my vicious heart,
And fill it with thy grace.
7 Then will I make thy mercy known
Before the sons of men;
Backsliders shall address thy throne,
And turn to God again.
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55, 56
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM LI. ver. 14-17.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ.
1 O GOD of mercy! hear my call,
My loads of guilt remove;
Break down this separating wall
That bars me from thy love.
2 Give me the presence of thy grace,
Then my rejoicing tongue
Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.
3 No blood of goats, nor heifers slain,
For sin could e'er atone;
The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.
4 A soul opprest with sin's desert,
My God will ne'er despise ;
A humble groan, a broken heart,
Is our best sacrifice.
PSALM LIII. ver. 4-6. (C. M.)
Victory and deliverance from persecution.
1 ARE all the foes of Zion fools,
Who thus devour her saints?
Do they not know her Saviour rules,
And pities her complaints?
2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise ;
For God's revenging arm
Scatters the bones of them that rise
To do his children harm.
3 In vain the sons of Satan boast
Of arniies in array;
When God has first despis'd their host,
They fall an easy prey.
4 O for a word from Zion's King,
Her captives to restore !
Jacob with all his tribes shall sing,
And Judah weep no more.
PSALM LV. ver. 1-8, 16-18, 22. (C. M.)
Support for the afflicted and tempted soul.
1 O GOD, my refuge, hear my cries,
Behold my flowing tears,
For earth and hell my hurt devise,
And triumph in my fears.
2 Their rage is level'd at my life,
My soul with guilt they load,
And fill my thoughts with inward strife
T'o shake my hope in God.
3 With inward pain my heart strings sound,
I groan with ev'ry breath;
Horror and fear beset me round
Amongst the shades of death.
4 O were I like a feather'd dove,
And innocence bad wings;
I'd fly, and make a long remove
From all these restless things.
5 Let me to some wild desert go,
And find a peaceful home;
Where storms of malice never blow,
Temptations never come.
6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all,
To 'scape the rage of hell!
The mighty God on whom I call
Can save me here as well.
PAUSE.
7 By morning light I'll seek his face,
At noon repeat my cry;
The night shall hear me ask his grace,
Nor will he long deny.
8 God shall preserve my soul from fear,
Or shield me when afraid;
Ten thousand angels must appear,
If he command their aid.
9 I cast my burdens on the Lord,
The Lord sustains them all;
My courage rests upon his word,
That saints shall never fall.
10 My highest hopes shall not be vain,
My lips shall spread his praise;
While cruel and deceitful men
Scarce live out half their days.
PSALM LV. ver. 15-17, 19, 22. (S.M.)
Dangerous Prosperity: or, Daily devotions
encouraged.
LET sinners take their course,
And choose the road to death;
But in the worship of my God
I'll spend my daily breath,
1
2
My thoughts address his throne
When morning brings the light;
I seek his blessing every noon,
And pay my vows at night.
3
5
Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God,
While sinners perish in surprise
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear nor trust thy name,
Nor learn to do thy will.
But I, with all my cares,
Will lean upon the Lord,
I'll cast my burdens on his arm,
And rest upon his word.
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His arm shall well sustain
The children of his love;
The ground on which their safety stands,
No earthly pow'r can move.
PSALM LVI. (C. M.)
Deliverance from oppression and falsehood.
1 THOU, whose justice reigns on high,
And makes th' oppressor cease,
Behold how envious sinners try
To vex and break my peace!
2 The sons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly dangers rise,
My refuge is thy word.
3 In God most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the dust.
4 They wrest my words to mischief still,
Charge me with unknown faults;
Mischief doth all their counsels fill,'
And malice all their thoughts.
5 Shall they escape without thy frown!
Must their devices stand?
O cast the haughty sinner down,
And let him know thy hand;
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60, 61
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PAUSE.
6 God counts the sorrows of his saints,
Their groans affect his ears;
Thou hast a book for my complaints,
A bottle for my tears.
7 When to thy throne I raise my cry,
The wicked fear and flee;
So swift is pray'r to reach the sky,
So near is God to me.
8 In thee, most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what man can do,
The offspring of the dust.
9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord,
Thou shalt receive my praise;
I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word,
How righteous all thy ways!”
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10 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death ;
O set thy pris'ner free,
That heart and hand, and life and breath,
May be employ'd for thee.
PSALM LVII. (L. M.)
Praise for protection, grace, and truth.
1 MY God, in whom are all the springs
Of boundless love, and grace unknown,
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is overblown.
2 Up to the heav'ns I send my cry,
The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends his angel from the sky,
And saves me from the threat'ning storm.
3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns where angels dwel.:
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
pow'r
And land to land thy wonders tell.
4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise
Immortal honours to thy name;
Awake my tongue, to sound his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heav'ns where angels dwell:
Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
PSALM LVIII. As the 113th Psalm.
Warning to Magistrates,
1 JUDGES, who rule the world by laws,
Will ye despise the righteous cause,
When th' injur'd poor before you stands?
Dare ye condemn the righteous poor,
And let rich sinners 'scape secure,
While gold and greatness bribe your
hands?
2 Have ye forgot, or never knew,
That God will judge the judges too?
High in the heav'ns his justice reigns;
Yet you invade the rights of God,.
And send your bold decrees abroad,
To bind the conscience in your chains.
3 A poison'd arrow is your tongue,
The arrow sharp, the poison strong,
And death attends where'er it wounds:
You hear no counsels, cries or tears;
So the deaf adder stops her ears
Against the pow'r of charming sounds.
4 Break out their teeth, eternal God,
'Those teeth of lions dy'd in blood;
And crush the serpents in the dust;
As empty chaff when whirlwinds rise,
Before the sweeping tempest flies,
So let their hopes and names be lost.
5 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky,
Their grandeur melts, their titles die,
As hills of snow dissolve and run,
Or snails that perish in their slime,
Or births that come before their time,
Vain births, that never see the sun.
6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord
Safety and joy to saints afford;
And all that hear shall join and say,
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Sure there's a God that rules on high,
"A God that hears his children cry,
"And will their suff'rings well repay.'
PSALM LX. ver. 1-5, 10-12. (C. M.)
Humiliation for disappointments in war.
1 LORD, hast thou cast the nation off?
Must we for ever mourn?
Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath?
Shall mercy ne'er return?
2 The terror of one frown of thine
Melts all our strength away;
Like men that totter, drunk with wine,
We tremble in dismay.
3 Great Britain shakes beneath thy stroke,
And dreads thy threat'ning hand;
O heal the island thou hast broke,
Confirm the wav'ring land.
4 Lift up a banner in the field,
For those that fear thy name;
Save thy beloved with thy shield,
And put our foes to shame.
5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Like a confed'rate God;
In vain confed'rate pow'rs unite
Against thy lifted rod.
6 Our troops shall gain a wide renown
By thine assisting hand;
'Tis God that treads the mighty down
And makes the feeble stand.
PSALM LXI. ver. 1-6. (S. M.)
Safety in God.
1 WHEN overwhelm'd with grief
My heart within me dies,
Helpless and far from all relief,
To heav'n I lift mine eyes.
2 O lead me to the rock
That's high above my head,
And make the covert of thy wings
My shelter and my shade.
3 Within thy presence, Lord,
For ever I'll abide;
Thou art the tow'r of my defence,
The refuge where I hide.
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4 Thou givest me the lot
Of those that fear thy Name:
If endless life be their reward,
I shall possess the same.
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63.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM LXII. ver. 5—12. (L. M.)
No trust in the creatures.
1 MY spirit looks to God alone;
My rock and refuge is his throne:
In all my fears in all my straits,
My soul on his salvation waits.
2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways.
Pour out your hearts before his face:
When helpers fail, and foes invade,
God is our all-sufficient aid.
3 False are the men of high degree,
The baser sort are vanity;
Laid in the balance, both appear
pear
Light as a puff of empty air.
4 Make not increasing gold your trust,
Nor set your heart on glitt'ring dust;
Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke:
And not believe what God hath spoke
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5 Once has his awful voice declar'd,
Once and again my ears have heard,
All pow'r is his eternal due;
"He must be fear'd and trusted too."
6 For sov'reign pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a partner of the throne:
Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord,
Shall well divide our last reward.
4.
PSALM LXIII. ver. 1, 2, 5, 3,
First Part. (C. M.)
The Morning of a Lord's day.
1 EARLY my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink or die.
3 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r
Thro' all thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
That vision so divine.
4 Not all the blessings of a feast
Can please my soul so well,
As when thy richer grace I taste,
And in thy presence dwell.
5 Not life itself, with all her joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice
As thy forgiving love.
6 Thus, till my last expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
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PSALM LXIII. ver. 6-10.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Midnight thoughts recollected.
1 'TWAS in the watches of the night
I thought upon thy pow'r;
I kept thy lovely face in sight
Amidst the darkest hour.
2 My flesh lay resting on my bed,
My soul arose on high;
My God, my life, my hope," I said,
Bring thy salvation nigh.
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3 My spirit labours up thine hill,
And climbs the heav'nly road;
But thy right hand upholds me still,
While I pursue my God.
4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head
The shadow of thy wings;
My heart rejoices in thine aid,
My tongue awakes and sings,
5 But the destroyers of my peace
Shall fret and rage in vain.
The tempter shall for ever cease,
And all my sins be slain.
6 Thy sword shall give my foes to death,
And send them down to dwell
In the dark caverns of the earth,
Or to the deeps of hell.
PSALM LXIII. (L. M.)
Longing after God.
1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest,
The glories that compose thy name,
Stand all engag'd to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God;
And I am thine by sacred ties ;
Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood.
3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look;
As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water brook.
4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and scek thy face;
Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace.
5 Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste,
Nor all the joys our senses know,
Could make me so divinely blest,
Or raise my cheerful passions so.
6 My life itself, without thy love,
No taste of pleasure could afford;
'Twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from the Lord.
7 Amidst the wakeful hours of night
When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise:
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.
PSALM LXIII. (S. M.)
Seeking God.
1 My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail
To taste thy love divine.
2 My thirsty fainting soul
Thy mercy doth implore;
Not travellers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.
3
Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place;
Thy pow'r and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick'ning grace.
4 For life without thy love
No relish can afford;
No joy can be compar'd to this,
To serve and please the Lord.
5
To thee I'll lift mine hands,
And praise thee while I live:
Not the rich dainties of a feast
Such food or pleasure give.
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65.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
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In wakeful hours of night
I call my God to mind;
I think how wise thy counsels are,
And all thy dealings kind.
Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies.
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.
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The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keep3;
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.
PSALM LXV. ver. 1-5. First Part. (L.M.)
Public prayer and praise.
1 THE praise of Zion waits for thee,
My God; and praise becomes thy house:
There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows.
2 O thou whose mercy bends the skies
To save when humble sinners pray,
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And islands of the northern sea.
3 Against my will my sins prevail,
But grace shall purge away their stain;
The blood of Christ will never fail
To wash my garments white again.
4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose,
And give him kind access to thee:
Give him a place within thy house,
To taste thy love divinely free.
PAUSE.
5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays;
Babel, prepare for long distress
When Zion's God himself arrays
In terror and in righteousness.
6 With dreadful glory God fulfils
What his afflicted saints request;
And with almighty wrath reveals
His love to give his churches rest.
7 Then shall the flocking nations_run
To Zion's hill, and own their Lord;
The rising and the setting sun
Shall see the Saviour's name ador'd.
PSALM LXV. ver. 5-13.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Divine providence in air, earth, and sea ; or,
The God of nature and grace.
1 THE God of our salvation hears.
The groans of Zion mix'd with tears;
Yet when he comes with kind designs,
Thro' all the way his terror shines.
2 On him the race of man depends,
Far as the earth's remotest ends,
Where the Creator's Name is known
By nature's feeble light alone.
3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood,
Address their frighted souls to God;
When tempests rage and billows roar,
At dreadful distance from the shore.
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4 He bids the noisy tempest cease;
He calms the raging crowd to peace,
When a tumultuous nation raves
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky,
New comets blaze and lightnings fly;
The heathen lands, with swift surprise,
From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
7 At his command the morning-ray
Smiles in the east, and leads the day;
He guides the sun's declining wheels
Over the tops of western hills.
5 Whole kingdoms shaken by the storm.
He settles in a peaceful form;
Mountains establish'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations stand.
8 Seasons and times obey his voice;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice
To see the earth made soft with show'rs,
Laden with fruit, and drest in flow'rs.
9 'Tis from his wat'ry stores on high
He gives the thirsty ground supply;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.
10 The desert grows a fruitful field,
Abundant food the vallies yield;
The vailies shout with cheerful voice,
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
11 The pastures smile in green array;
There lambs and larger cattle play;
The larger cattle and the lamb
Each in his language speaks thy name.
12 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine;
O'er every field thy glories shine;
Thro' ev'ry month thy gifts appear;
Great God! thy goodness crowns the year,
PSALM LXV. First Part. (C. M.)
A prayer-hearing God, and the Gentiles called.
1 PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee;
There shall our vows be paid:
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray,
All flesh shall seek thine aid.
2 Lord, our iniquities prevail,
But pard'ning grace is thine;
And thou wilt grant us pow'r and skill
To conquer ev'ry sin.
3 Bless'd are the men whom thou wilt choose
To bring them near thy face,
Give them a dwelling in thine house
To feast upon thy grace.
4 In answ'ring what thy church requests
Thy truth and terror shine,
And works of dreadful righteousness
Fulfil thy kind design.
5 Thus shall the wond'ring nations see
The Lord is good and just:
And distant islands fly to thee,
And make thy name their trust.
6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord,
When signs in heav'n appear;
But they shall learn thy holy word,
And love as well as fear.
PSALM LXV. Second Part. (C. M.)
The providence of God in air, earth, and sea.
1 'TIS by thy strength the mountains stand,
God of eternal pow'r;
'The sea grows calm at thy command,
And tempests cease to roar.
2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade
Successive comforts bring;
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
Thy flow'rs adorn the spring.
3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours,
Heav'n, earth, and air are thine;
When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs.
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4 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky,
Borne by the winds around,
With wat❜ry treasures well supply
The furrows of the ground.
5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill,
And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still,
Thy goodness crowns the year.
PSALM LXV. Third Part. (C. M.)
The blessings of the spring; or God gives
rain.
A Psalm for the Husbandman.
1 GOOD is the Lord, the heav'nly King.
Who makes the earth his care;
Visits the pastures ev'ry spring,
And bids the grass appear.
2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high,
Pour out, at thy command,
Their wat❜ry blessings from the sky,
To cheer the thirsty land.
3 The soften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to spring;
The vallies rich provision yield,
And the poor lab'rers sing.
4 The little hills on ev'ry side,
Rejoice at falling show'rs;
The meadows drest in all their pride,
Perfume the air with flow'rs.
5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain,
Promise a joyful crop;
The parching grounds fook green again,
And raise the reaper's hope.
6 The various months thy goodness crowns ;
How bounteous are thy ways!
The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs,
And shepherds shout thy praise.
PSALM LXVI. First Part. (C. M.)
Governing power and goodness.
1 SING, all ye nations, to the Lord,
Sing with a joyful noise;
With melody of sound record
His honours, and your joys.
2 Say to the pow'r that shakes the sky,
How terrible art thou!
"Sinners before thy presence fly,
"Or at thy feet they bow.'
3 [Come, see the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways!
In Moses' hand he puts his rod,
And cleaves the frighted seas.
4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While Isr'el passed the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.]
5 He rules by his resistless might:
Will rebel mortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight,
And tempt that dreadful war?
6 O bless our God, and never cease;
Ye saints, fulfil his praise;
7 Lord thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls,
To make our graces shine,
So silver bears the burning coals
The metal to refine,
He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.
8 Thro' wat'ry deeps and fiery ways
We march at thy command,
Led to possess the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.
PSALM LXVI. ver. 13-20.
Second Fart. (C. M.)
Praise to God for hearing prayer.
1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid
To that Almighty pow'r,
That heard the long request I made
In my distressful hour.
2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare
To make his mercies known:
Come, ye that fear my God, and hear
The wonders he has done.
3 When on my head huge sorrows fell,
I sought his heav'nly aid:
He sav'd my sinking soul from hell,
And death's eternal shade.
4 If sin lay cover'd in my heart,
While pray'r employ'd my tongue,
The Lord hath shown me no regard,
Nor I his praises sung.
5 But God (his name be ever blest)
Hath set my spirit free,
Nor turn'd from him my poor request,
Nor turn'd his heart from me.
PSALM LXVII. (C. M.)
The nation's prosperity, and the church's
increase.
1 SHINE, mighty God, on Britain shine
With beams of heav'nly grace;
Reveal thy pow'r through all our coasts,
And show thy smiling face.
2 [Amidst our isle, exalted high,
Do thou our glory stand,
And like a wall of guardian fire
Surround thy fav'rite land.]
3 When shall thy name, from shore to shore,
Sound all the earth abroad,
And distant nations know and fove
Their Saviour and their God!!
4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands,
Sing loud with solemn voice;
While British tongues exalt his praise,
And British hearts rejoice.
5 He, the great Lord, the sov'reign Judge,
That sits enthron'd above,
Wisely commands the worlds he made
In justice and in love.
6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will,
And yield a full increase;
Our God will crown his chosen isle,
With fruitfulness and peace.
7 God the Redeemer scatters round
His choicest favours here;
While the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.
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PSALM LXVIII. ver. 1-6. 32-35.
First Part. (L. M.)
The vengeance and compassion of God.
1 LET God arise in all his might,
And put the troops of hell to flight,
As smoke that sought to cloud the skies
Before the rising tempest flies.
2 [He comes array'd in burning flames;
Justice and vengeance are his names:
Behold his fainting foes expire,
Like melting wax before the fire.]
3 He rides and thunders thro' the sky;
His name Jehovah sounds on high:
Sing to his name ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before his face.
4 The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in sharp distress;
In him the poor and helpless find
A Judge that's just, a Father kind.
5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain,
And pris'ners see the light again;
But rebels that dispute his will,
Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.
PAUSE.
6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong.
Crown him, ye nations, in your song;
His wond'rous names and pow'rs rehearse;
His honours shall enrich your verse.
7 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms;
How terrible is God in arms!
In Isr'el are his mercies known,
Isr'el is his peculiar throne.
8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest;
He's your defence, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint.
PSALM LXVIII. ver. 17, 18.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Christ's ascension, and the gift of the Spirit.
1 LORD, when thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky;
Those heav'nly guards around thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy state.
? Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there;
While he pronounc'd his dreadful law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.
3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious pow'rs of hell,
That thousand souls had captive made,
Were all in chains like captives led.
4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne,
He sent the promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again,
PSALM LXVIII. ver. 19, 9, 20-22.
Third Part. (L. M.)
Praise for temporal blessings; or, Common
and special mercies.
2 He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain.
Refresh the thirsty earth again.
iWE bless the Lord, the just, the good,
Who fills our hearts with joy and food;
Who pours his blessings from the skies,
And loads our days with rich supplies.
3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death;
Safety and health to God belong;
He heals the weak and guards the strong.
4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love;
But the wide diff'rence that remains
Is endless joy, or endless pains.
5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread;
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.
6 But his right hand his saints shall raise
From the deep earth or deeper seas,
And bring them to his courts above,
There shall they taste his special love.
PSALM LXIX. 1-14. First Part. (C.M.)
The sufferings of Christ for our salvation.
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1 SAVE me, O God, the swelling floods
"Break in upon my soul:
"I sink, and sorrows o'er my head
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I cry till all my voice be gone,
"In tears I waste the day:
My God, behold my longing eyes,
And shorten thy delay.
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"And still their number grows
"More than the hairs around my head,
And mighty are my foes.
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The royal prophet mourns;
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief,
And gives us joy by turns.
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That men could never pay,
"And gave those honours to thy law,
"Which sinners took away.'
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Salvation in my name;
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"And sackcloth was my dress,
"While I procur'd for naked souls.
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Amongst my brethren and the Jews
"I like a stranger stood,
And bore their vile reproach to bring
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"Of sorrow, pain, and shame.
"To do my Father's will;
"Yet when I cleans'd my Father's house
They scandaliz'd my zeal.
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My fasting and my holy groans
"Were made the drunkard's song;
"But God, from his celestial throne,
"Heard my complaining tongue.
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PSALM LXIX. ver. 14-21, 26, 29, 32.
Second Part. (C. M.)
The passion and exaltation of Christ.
1 Now let our lips with holy fear
And mournful pleasure sing,"
The suff'rings of our great High-Priest,
The sorrows of our King.
2 He sinks in floods of deep distress:
How high the waters rise!
While to his heav'nly Father's ear
He sends perpetual cries.
3" Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
"Nor hide thy shining face;
"Why should thy fav'rite look like one
Forsaken of thy grace?
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"With rage they persecute the man
That groans beneath thy wound
"While for a sacrifice I pour
"My life upon the ground.
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"And laugh when I complain;
"Their sharp insulting slanders add
"Fresh anguish to my pain.
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All my reproach is known to thee,
"The scandal and the shame;
"Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,
"And lies defil'd my name.
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"My kindred are my grief;
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"But meet with no relief.
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"They give me gall for food;
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And sporting with my dying groans,
They triumph in my blood.
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"Shine into my distressed soul,
"Let thy compassions save;
And tho' my flesh sink down to death,
"Redeem it from the grave.
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Shall reign in worlds unknown:
And thy salvation, O my God,
"Shall seat me on thy throne."
PSALM LXIX. Third Part. (C. M.)
Christ's obedience and death.
1 FATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace,
I bless my Saviour's name;
He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinner's shame.
2 His deep distress has rais'd us high;
His duty and his zeal
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.
3 His dying groans, his living songs,
Shall better please my God,
Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound,
Than goats or bullocks' blood.
4 This shall his humble foll'wers see
And set their hearts at rest;
They by his death draw near to thee,
And live for ever blest.
5 Let heav'n, and all that dwell on high,
To God their voices raise,
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance the praise.
6 Zion is thine, most holy God;
Thy Son shall bless her gates;
And glory, purchas'd by his blood,
For thine own Isr'el waits.
PSALM LXIX. First Part. (L. M.)
Christ's passion, and sinners' salvation.
1 DEEP in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll
To overwhelm his holy soul.
2 in long complaints he spends his breath,
While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death,
And all the sons of malice join
To execute their curst design.
3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love
Has made the curse a blessing prove;
Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son
Aton'd for sins which we had done.
4 The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honours of thy law restor'd;
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies not his own.
5 O for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live;
The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame.
PSALM LXIX. ver. 7. &c.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Christ's sufferings and zeal.
1 'TWAS for thy sake, eternal God,
Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load
Of base reproach and sore disgrace,
And shame defil'd his sacred face.
2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin,
Abus'd the man that check'd their sin :
While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hate him, but without a cause.
3 ["My Father's house," said he, "was made
"A place for worship, not for trade;"
Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass,
He scourg'd the merchants from the place.]
4 [Zeal for the temple of his God
Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood :
Reproaches at thy glory thrown
He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.]
5 [His friends forsook, his foll'wers fled,
While foes and arms surround his head,
They curse him with a sland'rous tongue,
And the false judge maintains the wrong.]
6 His life they load with hateful lies,
And charge his lips with blasphemies;
They nail him to the shameful tree:
There hung the man that dy'd for me.
7 [Wretches with hearts as hard as stones,
Insult his piety and groans;
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And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.]
8 But God beheld; and from his throne.
Marks out the men that hate his Son;
The hand that rais'd him from the dead
Shall pour the vengeance on their head.
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PSALM LXXI. ver. 5-9.
First Part. (C. M.)
The aged saint's reflection and hope.
1 MY God, my everlasting hope,
I live upon thy truth;
Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthen'd all my youth,
2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r,
With all these limbs of mine;
And from my mother's painful hour
I've been entirely thine.
3 Still has my life new wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry year;
Behold my days that yet remain,
I trust them to thy care.
4 Cast me not off when strength declines,
When hoary hairs arise;
And round me let thy glories shine
Whene'er thy servant dies.
5 Then in the hist'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in ev'ry page,
In ev'ry line thy praise.
PSALM LXXI. ver. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Christ our strength and righteousness.
1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,
Where will the growing numbers end,
The numbers of thy grace?
2 Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.
3 My feet shall travel all the length,
Of the celestial road,
And march with courage in thy strength
To see my Father God.
4 When I am fill'd with sore distress
For some surprising sin,
I'll plead thy perfect righteousness
And mention none but thine.
5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vict'ries of my King!
My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.
6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim
My Saviour and my God;
His death has brought my foes to shame,
And drown'd thein in his blood.
7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs;
With this delightful song
I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.
PSALM LXXI. ver. 17, 21.
Third Part. (C. M.)
The aged christian's prayer and song: or, Old
age, death, and the resurrection.
1 GOD of my childhood and my youth,
The guide of all my days,
I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth,
And told thy wond'rous ways.
2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs,
And leave my fainting heart?
Who shall sustain my sinking years
If God my strength depart?
3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim
To the surviving age,
And leave a savour of thy name
When I shall quit the stage.
4 The land of silence and of death
Attends my next remove;,
O may these poor remains of breath
Teach the wide world thy love.
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5 Thy righteousness is deep and high,
Unsearchable thy deeds;
Thy glory spreads beyond the sky,
And all my praise exceeds.
6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,
And oft endur'd the grief;
But when thy hand has prest me sore,
Thy grace was my relief.
7 By long experience have I known
Thy sov'reign pow'r to save;
At thy command I venture down
Securely to the grave.
8 When I lie buried deep in dust,
My flesh shall be thy care;
These with'ring limbs with thee I trust,
To raise them strong and fair.
PSALM LXXII. First Part. (L. M.)
The kingdom of Christ.
1 GREAT God, whose universal sway,
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne,
2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands,
All heav'n submits to his commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.
3 With pow'r he vindicates the just,
And treads th' oppressor in the dust;
His worship and his fear shall last
Till hours, and years, and time be past.
4 As rain on meadows newly mown,
So shall he send his influence down;
His grace on fainting souls distils
Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills.
5 The heathen lands that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight,
6 The saints shall flourish in his days,
Drest in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from his throne
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.
PSALM LXXII. Second Part. (L. M.)
Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles.
1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journies run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2 [Behold the islands with their kings,
And Europe her best tribute brings;
From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet.
3 There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations at his word
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.]
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4 For him shall endless pray'r be made,
And princes throng to crown his head';
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
5 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song:
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.
7 [Where he displays his healing pow'r,
Death and the curse are known no more;
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
8 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring
Peculiar honours to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long Amen.]
PSALM LXXIII. First Part. (C. M.)
Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners
cursed.
1 Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere,
Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd,
And border'd on despair.
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And spoke with angry breath,
How pleasant and profane they live!
"How peaceful is their death!
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They lay their fears to sleep;
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Against the heav'ns their slanders rise,
While saints in silence weep.
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"In vain I lift my hands to pray,
"And cleanse my heart in vain,
For I am chasten'd all the day,
The night renews my pain.
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5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints,
I felt my heart reprove;
"Sure I shall thus offend thy saints,
"And grieve the men I love."
6 But still I found my doubts too hard,
The conflict too severe,
Till I retir'd to search thy word,
And learn thy secrets there.
7 There, as in some prophetic glass,
I saw the sinner's feet
High mounted on a slipp'ry place,
Beside a fiery pit.
8 I heard the wretch profanely boast,
Till at thy frown he fell;
His honours in a dream were lost,
And he awakes in hell.
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How like a thoughtless beast!
Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace,
And think the wicked blest.
10 Yet I was kept from full despair,
Upheld by pow'r unknown;
That blessed hand that broke the snare,
Shall guide me to thy throne.
PSALM LXXIII. ver. 23–28.
Second Part. (C. M.)
God our portion here and hereafter.
2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Thro' this dark wilderness;
Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
1 GOD, my supporter and my hope,
My help for ever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When sinking in despair.
3 Were I in heav'n without my God,
"I'would be no joy to me;
And whilst this earth is my abode,
I long for none but thee.
4 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint!
God is my soui's eternal rock,
The strength of ev'ry saint.
5 Behold! the sinners that remove
Far from thy prescnce, die;
Not all the idol-gods they love
Can save them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God,
Shall be my sweet employ;
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,
And fell the world my joy.
PSALM LXXIII. ver. 22, 3, 6, 17-20. (L. M.)
The prosperity of sinners cursed.
1 LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn, and murmur, and repine
To see the wicked plac'd on high,
In pride and robes of honour shine!
2 But O their end, their dreadful end!
Thy sanctuary taught me so:
On slipp'ry rocks I see them stand,
And fi'ry billows roll below.
3 Now let them boast how tall they rise,
I'll never envy them again;
There they may stand with haughty eyes,
Till they plunge deep in endless pain.
4 Their fancy'd joys, how fast they flee!
Just like a dream when man awakes;
Their songs of softest harmony
Are but a preface to their plagues.
5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine
Too dear to purchase with my blood;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine,
My life, my portion, and my God.
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The mystery of providence unfolded.
SURE there's a righteous God.
Nor is religion vain ;
Tho' men of vice may boast aloud,
And men of grace complain.
I saw the wicked rise,
And felt my heart repine,
While haughty fools with scornful eyes
In robes of honour shine,
[Pamper'd with wanton ease,
Their flesh looks full and fair;
Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas,
And grows without their care.
4 Free from the plagues and pains
That pious souls endure;
Thro all their life oppression reigns,
And racks the humble poor.
5 Their impious tongues blaspheme
The everlasting God
Their malice blasts the good man's name,
And spreads their lies abroad.
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But I with flowing tears
Indulge my doubts to rise;
"Is there a God that sees or hears
The things below the skies ?"]
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7 The tumults of my thought
Held me in hard suspense,
Till to thy house my feet were brought
To learn thy justice thence.
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Thy word with light and pow'r
Did my mistakes amend :
I view'd the sinners' life before,
But here I learnt their end.
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9 On what a slipp'ry steep
The thoughtless wretches go:
And O that dreadful fi'ry deep
That waits their fall below.
Lord, at thy feet I bow,
My thoughts no more repine;
I call my God my portion now,
And all my pow'rs are thine.
PSALM LXXIV. (C. M.)
The church pleading with God under sore
persecution.
1 WILL God for ever cast us off?
His wrath for ever smoke
Against the people of his love.
His little chosen flock?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought
With their Redeemer's blood;
Nor let thy Zion be forgot,
Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet and march in haste,
Aloud our ruin calls;
See what a wide and fearful waste
Is made within thy walls.
4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang,
Thy foes profanely roar:
Over thy gates their ensigns hang,
Sad tokens of their pow'r.
5 How are the seats of worship broke!
They tear the buildings down;
And he that deals the heaviest stroke
Procures the chief renown.
6 With flames they threaten to destroy
Thy children in their nest;
Come, let us burn at once," they cry,
"The temple and the priest."
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7 And still to heighten our distress
Thy presence is withdrawn;
Thy wonted signs of pow'r and grace,
Thy pow'r and grace are gone.
8 No prophet speaks to calm our woes,
But all the seers mourn;
There's not a soul amongst us knows
The time of thy return.
PAUSE.
9 How long, eternal God, how long
Shall men of pride blaspheme?
Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
11 What strange deliv'rance hast thou shown
In ages long before!
And now no other God we own,
No other God adore.
10 Canst thou for ever sit and hear
Thine holy name profan'd?
And still thy jealousy forbear,
And still withhold thine hand?
12 Thou didst divide the raging sea,
By thy resistless might,
To make thy tribes a wond'rous way,
And then secure their flight.
13 Is not the world of nature thine,
The darkness and the day?
Didst thou not bid the morning shine,
And mark the sun his way?
14 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry coast,
And set the earth its bounds,
With summer's heat, and winter's frost,
In their perpetual rounds?
15 And shall the sons of earth and dust
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first
Avenge thine injur'd name?
16 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade
And vex thy mourning dove.
17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest;
Plead thine own cause, almighty God!
And give thy children rest.
PSALM LXXV. (L. M.)
Power and government from God alone.
Applied to the glorious Revolution by King
William, or the happy Accession of King
George to the Throne."
1 To thee, most holy and most high,
To thee we bring our thankful praise;
Thy works declare thy name is nigh,
Thy works of wonder and of grace.
2 Britain was doom'd to be a slave,
Her frame dissolv'd, her fears were great;
When God a new supporter gave
To bear the pillars of the state.
3 He from thy hand receiv'd his crown,
And sware to rule by wholesome laws:
His foot shall tread th' oppressor down,
His arm defend the righteous cause.
4 Let haughty sinners sink their pride,
Nor lift so high their scornful head;
But lay their foolish thoughts aside,
And own the king that God hath made.
5 Such honours never come by chance,
Nor do the winds promotion blow;
'Tis God the judge doth one advance,
'Tis God that lays another low.
6 No vain pretence to royal birth
Shall fix a tyrant on the throne:
God, the great sov'reign of the earth,
Will rise and make his justice known.
7 [His hand holds out the dreadful cup
Of vengeance, mix'd with various plagues,
To make the wicked drink them up,
Wring out, and taste the bitter dregs.
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8 Now shall the Lord, exalt the just;
And while he tramples on the proud,
And lays their glory in the dust,
My lips shall sing his praise aloud.]
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM LXXVI. (C. M.)
Israel saved, and the Assyrians destroyed,
1 IN Judah, God of old was known;
His name in Isr'el great:
In Salem stood his holy throne,
And Zion was his seat.
2 Among the praises of his saints
His dwelling there he chose;
There he receiv'd their just complaints
Against their haughty foes.
3 From Zion went his dreadful word,
And broke the threat'ning spear :
The bow, the arrows, and the sword,
And crush'd th' Assyrian war.
4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else
But mighty hills of prey?
The hill on which Jehovah dwells
Is glorious more than they.
5 'Twas Zion's King that stopt the breath
Of captains and their bands:
The men of might slept fast in death,
And never found their hands.
6 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God,
Both horse and chariot fell:
Who knows the terrors of thy rod?
Thy vengeance who can tell?
7 What pow'r can stand before thy sight
When once thy wrath appears?
When heav'n shines round with dreadful
light,
The earth lies still and fears.
8 When God in his own sov'reign ways
Comes down to save th' opprest,
The wrath of man shall work his praise,
And he'll restrain the rest,
9 [Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring,
Ye princes, fear his frown:
His terror shakes the proudest king,
And cuts an army down.
10 The thunder of his sharp rebuke
Our haughty foes shall feel:
For Jacob's God hath not forsook,
But dwells in Zion still.]
PSALM LXXVII. First Part. (C. M.)
Melancholy assaulting, and Hope prevailing.
1 To God I cry'd with mournful voice.
I sought his gracious ear,
In the sad day when troubles rose,
And fill'd the night with fear.
2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My soul refus'd 'relief;
I thought on God, the just and wise,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and still opprest,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbad my rest,
And kept my eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming sorrows grew
Till I could speak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o'er.
5 I call'd back years and ancient times,
When I beheld thy face;
My spirit search'd for secret crimes
'That might withhold thy grace,
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before;
And will the Lord no more be kind?
His face appear no more?
7 Will he for ever cast me off?
His promise ever fail?
Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger still prevail?
8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark despairing frame,
Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought,
Thy hand is still the same.
9 I'll think again of all thy ways;
And talk thy wonders o'er;
Thy wonders of recov'ring grace,
When flesh could hope no more.
10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne;
And men that love thy word,
Have in thy sanctuary known
The counsels of the Lord.
PSALM LXXVII. Second Part. (C. M.)
Comfort derived from ancient providences.
1"How awful is thy chast'ning rod!
(May thine own children say)
"The great, the wise, the dreadful God!
"How holy is his way!"
2 I'll meditate his works of old;
The King that reigns above;
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to trust his love.
3 Long did the house of Joseph lie
With Egypt's yoke opprest;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry,
Nor gave his people rest.
4 The sons of good old Jacob seem'd
Abandon'd to their foes;
But his almighty arm redeem'd
The nation that he chose.
5 Isr'el, his people and his sheep
Must follow where he calls;
He bid them venture thro' the deep,
And made the waves their walls.
6 The waters saw thee, mighty God!
The waters saw thee come;
Backward they fled, and frighted stood,
To make thine armies room.
7 Strange was thy journey thro' the sea,
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown:
Terrors attend the wond'rous way
That brings thy mercies down.
8 [Thy voice, with terror in the sound,
Thro' clouds and darkness broke :
All heav'n in lightning shone around,
And earth with thunder shook.
9 Thine arrows thro' the skies were hurl'd;
How glorious is the Lord!
Surprise and trembling seiz'd the world,
And his own saints ador'd.
10 He gave them water from the rock;
And safe by Moses' hand
Thro' a dry desert led his flock
Home to the promis'd land.]
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM LXXVIII. First Part. (C. M.)
Providences of God recorded.
1 LET children hear the mighty deeds
Which God perform'd of old,
Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.
2 He bids us make his glories known,
His works of pow'r and grace;
And we'll convey his wonders down
Thro' every rising race.
3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs ;
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.
4 Thus shall they learn in God alone
Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practise his commands.
PSALM LXXVIII. Second Part. (C. M.)
Israel's rebellion and punishment.
1 O WHAT a stiff rebellious house
Was Jacob's ancient race?
False to their own most solemn vows,
And to their Maker's grace.
2 They broke the cov'nant of his love,
And did his laws despise,
Forgot the works he wrought to prove
His pow'r before their eyes.
3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light,
From his avenging hand:
What dreadful tokens of his might
Spread o'er the stubborn land!
4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea,
And march'd in safety thro';
With wat'ry walls to guard their way,
Till they had 'scap'd the foe.
5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road,
Compos'd of shade and light:
By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud,
A leading fire by night.
6 He from the rock their thirst supply'd;
The gushing waters fell,
And ran in rivers by their side,
A constant miracle.
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7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high,
And dar'd distrust his hand;
Can he with bread our host supply
Amidst this desert land?”
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8 The Lord with indignation heard,
And caus'd his wrath to flame;
His terrors ever stand prepar'd
To vindicate his name.
PSALM LXXVIII. Third Part. (C. M.)
The punishment of luxury and intemperance.
1 WHEN Isr'el sins, the Lord reproves,
And fills their hearts with dread;
Yet he forgives the men he loves,
And sends them heav'nly bread.
2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand,
And made his treasures known;
He gave the midnight clouds command
To pour provision down.
3 The manna, like a morning show'r,
Lay thick around their feet;
The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure,
As tho' 'twere angel's meat.
4 But they in murm'ring language said,
"Manna is all our feast;
"We loathe this light, this airy bread,
"We must have flesh to taste.'
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"Ye shall have flesh to please your lust,"
The Lord in wrath reply'd:
And sent them quails like sand or dust,
Heap'd up from side to side.
6 He gave them all their own desire;
And greedy as they fed,
His vengeance burnt with secret fire,
And smote the rebels dead.
7 When some were slain, the rest return'd
And sought the Lord with tears;
Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd,
But soon forgot their fears.
8 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgave,
Till by his gracious hand
The nation he resolv'd to save,
Possess'd the promis'd land.
PSALM LXXVIII. ver. 32, &c.
Fourth Part. (L. M.)
Backsliding and forgiveness.
1 GREAT God, how oft did Isr'el prove
By turns thine anger and thy love?
There in a glass our hearts may see
How fickle and how false they be.
2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot
The dreadful wonders God had wrought!
Then they provoke him to his face,
Nor fear his pow'r, nor trust his grace.
3 The Lord consum'd their years in pain
And made their travels long and vain;
A tedious march thro' unknown ways
Wore out their strength, and spent their
days.
4 Oft when they saw their brethren slain,
They mourn'd and sought the Lord again;
Call'd him the Rock of their abode.
Their high Redeemer and their God.
5 Their pray'rs and vows before him rise
As flatt'ring words or solemn lies,
While their rebellious tempers prove
False to his cov'nant and his love.
6 Yet did his sov'reign grace forgive
The men who not deserv'd to live;
His anger oft away be turn'd,
Or else with gentle flame it burn'd.
7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail,
He saw temptation still prevail;
The God of Abra'm lov'd them still,
And led them to his holy hill.
PSALM LXXX. (L. M.)
The church's prayer under affliction.
1 GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And ledst the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe thro' the desert and the deep.
2 Thy church is in the desert now,
Shine from on high and guide us through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.
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3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray,
And wait in vain thy kind return!
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.
PAUSE I.
5 Hast thou not planted with thy hands
A lovely vine in heathen lands;
Did not thy pow'r defend it round,
And heav'nly dews enrich the ground?
6 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit ?
But now, dear Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree.
7 Why is its beauty thus defac'd?
Why hast thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And ev'ry beast devours the vine.
8 Return, almighty God, return,
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more,
PAUSE II.
9 Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew,
Thou wast its strength and glory too;
Attack'd in vain by all its foes,
Till the fair Branch of Promise rose;
10 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot
From David's stock, from Jacob's root;
Himself a noble vine, and we
The lesser branches of the tree.
11 'Tis thy own Son, and he shall stand
Girt with thy strength at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son adorn'd and blest
With pow'r and grace above the rest.
12 O! for his sake attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.
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PSALM LXXXI. ver. 1, 8-16. (S. M.)
The Warnings of God to his people.
SING to the Lord aloud,
And make a joyful noise;
God is our strength, our Saviour-God,
Let Isr'el hear his voice.
"From vile idolatry
"Preserve my worship clean;
"I am the Lord who set thee free
"From slavery and sin.
"Stretch thy desires abroad,
"And I'll supply them well;
"But if ye will refuse your God,
If Isr'el will rebel,
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To their own lusts a prey,
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And let them run the dang’rous road ;
'Tis their own chosen way.
"Yet O! that all my saints
"Would hearken to my voice!
"Soon I would ease their sore complaints,
"And bid their hearts rejoice.
6 "While I destroy'd their foes,
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I'd richly feed my flock,
"And they should taste the stream that flows
"From their eternal Rock."
PSALM LXXXII. (L. M.
God the supreme governor.
1 AMONG th' assemblies of the great,
A greater Ruler takes his seat;
The God of heav'n, as Judge, surveys
Those gods on earth and all their ways.
2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws?
Or why support th' unrighteous cause?
When will ye once defend the poor,
That sinners vex the saints no more?
3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know,
Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earthly Gods is vain,
For they shall fall and die like men.
4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son
Possess his universal throne,
And rule the nations with his rod;
He is our Judge, and he our God.
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Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
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Behold what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread ;
The men that hate thy saints and thee
Lift up their threat'ning head.
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PSALM LXXXIII. (S. M.)
A complaint against persecutors.
Against thy hidden ones
Their counsels they employ ;
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.
The noble and the base
Into thy pastures leap;
The lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy sheep.
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Come, let us join," they cry,
"To root them from the ground,
Till not the name of saints remain,
Nor mem'ry shall be found.”
Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.
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Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage coufound,
That they may die in shame.
Then shall the nations know
That glorious dreadful word,
Jehovah is thy name alone,
And thou the sov'reign Lord.
PSALM LXXXIV. First Part. (L. M.)
The pleasure of public worship.
1 How pleasant, how divinely fair,
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are;
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet th'assemblies of thy saints.
2 My flesh would rest in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God,
My God! my King! why should I be
So far from all my joys and thee?
3 The sparrow chooses where to rest,
And for her young provides her nest:
But will my God to sparrows grant
That pleasure which his children want?
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PSALMS of DAVID.
4 Blest are the saints who sit on high,
Around thy throne of majesty ;
Thy brightest glories shine above,
And all their work is praise and love.
5 Blest are the souls that find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;
God is their strength, and thro' the road
They lean upon their helper, God.
7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heav'n at length,
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobſer worship there.
PSALM LXXXIV. Second Part. (L. M.)
God and his Church.
1 GREAT God, attend, while Zion sings
The joy that from thy presence springs;
To spend one day with thee on earth,
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thine house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun, he makes our day;
God is our shield, he guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too:
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.
5 O God, our King, whose sov'reign sway
The glorious hosts of heav'n obey,
And devils at thy presence flee;
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.
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PSALM LXXXIV. ver. 1, 4, 2, 3, 10.
Paraphrased. (C. M.),
Delight in ordinances of worship.
1 My soul, how lovely is the place
To which thy God resorts!
'Tis heav'n to see his smiling face,
Tho' in his earthly courts.
2 There the great Monarch of the skies,
His saving pow'r displays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes
With kind and quick'ning rays.
3 With his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove
Descends and fills the place,
While Christ reveals his wond'rous love,
And sheds abroad his grace.
4 There, mighty God, thy words declare
The secrets of thy will;
And still we seek thy mercy there,
And sing thy praises still.
PAUSE.
5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee,
While far from thine abode :
When shall I tread thy courts and see
My Saviour and my God?
6 The sparrow builds herself a nest,
And suffers no remove;
O make me, like the sparrows blest,
To dwell but where I love.
7 To sit one day beneath thine eye,
And hear thy gracious voice,
Exceeds a whole eternity
Employ'd in carnal joys.
8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait,
While Jesus is within,
Rather than fill a throne of state
Or live in tents of sin. :
9 Could I command the spacious land,
And the more boundless sea,
For one blest hour at thy right hand
I'd give them both away.
PSALM LXXXIV.
Longing for the house of God.
1 LORD of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples are!
To thine abode
My heart aspires,
With warm desires
To see my God.
As the 148th Psalm.
2 The sparrow, for her young,
With pleasure seeks her nest;
And wand'ring swallows long
To find their wonted rest:
My spirit faints,
With equal zeal,
To rise and dwell
Among thy saints.
3 O happy souls that pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O happy men that pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still;
And happy they
That love the way
To Zion's hill.
4 They go from strength to strength,
Thro' this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heav'n appears :
O glorious seat,
When God our King
Shall thither bring
Our willing feet!
PAUSE.
5 To spend one sacred day
Where God and saints abide,
Affords diviner joy
Than thousand days beside.
Where God resorts,
I love it more
To keep the door
Than shine in courts.
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6 God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands are fill'd,
We draw our blessings thence:
He shall bestow
On Jacob's race.
Peculiar grace
And glory too.
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87, 89.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
7 The Lord his people loves;
His hand no good withholds
From those his heart approves,
From pure and pious souls:
Thrice happy he,
O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts
Alone in thee..
PSALM LXXXV.
First Part. (L. M.)
Waiting for an answer to prayer.
1 LORD, thou hast call'd thy grace to mind,
Thou hast revers'd our heavy doom:
So God forgave when Isr'el sinn'd,
And brought his wand'ring captives home.
2 Thou hast begun to set us free,
And made thy fiercest wrath abate:
Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee,
And thy salvation be complete.
ver. 1-8.
3 Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let thy saints in thee rejoice:
Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word,
We wait for praise to tune our voice.
4 We wait to hear what God will say;
He'll speak, and give his people peace;
But let them run no more astray,
Lest his returning wrath increase.
PSALM LXXXV. ver. 9, &c.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Salvation by Christ.
1 SALVATION is for ever nigh
The souls that fear and trust the Lord;
And grace descending from on high,
Fresh hopes of glory shall afford.
By his obedience so complete,
Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n.
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3 Now truth and honour shall abound,
Religion dwell on earth again,
And heav'nly influence bless the ground,
In our Redeemer's gentle reign.
4 His righteousness is gone before
To give us free access to God;
Our wand'ring feet shall stray no more,
But mark his steps and keep the road.
PSALM LXXXVI. ver. 8-13. (C. M.)
A gencral song of praise to God.
1 AMONG the princes, earthly Gods,
There's none hath pow'r divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations thou hast made shall bring
Their off'rings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
PSALM LXXXVII. (L. M.)
The church the birth-place of the saints.
1 GOD in his earthly temple lays
Foundations for his heav'nly praise :
He likes the tents of Jacob well,
But still in Zion loves to dwell.
2 Mercy and truth on earth are met,
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3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet;
Teach me thine heav'nly ways,
And my poor scatter'd thoughts unite
In God my Father's praise.
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace, my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell.
2 His mercy visits every house
That pay their night and morning vows;
But makes a more delightful stay
Where churches meet to praise and pray.
3 What glories were describ'd of old!
What wonders are of Zion told!
Thou city of our God, below,
Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know.
4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew,
Shall there begin their lives anew;
Angels and men shall join to sing
The hill where living waters spring.
5 When God makes up his last account¸¸
Of natives in his holy mount,
"Twill be an honour to appear
As one new born or nourish'd there.
PSALM LXXXIX. (L. M.)
The covenant made with Christ.
1 FOR ever shall my song record
The truth and mercy of the Lord;
Mercy and truth for ever stand,
Like heav'n establish'd by his hand.
2 Thus to his Son he sware, and said,
"With thee my cov'nant first is made;
"In thee shall dying sinners live,
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Glory and grace are thine to give.
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3"Be thou my prophet, thou my priest;
Thy children shall be ever blest:
"Thou art my chosen King; thy throne
"Shall stand eternal like my own.
So much my image or my love;
"Celestial pow'rs thy subjects are,
Then what can carth to thee compare.
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5" David, my servant, whom I chose
"To guard my flock, to crush my foes,
"And rais'd him to the Jewish throne,
"Was but a shadow of my Son."
6 Now let the church rejoice and sing,
Jesus her Saviour and her king :
Angels his heav'nly wonders show,
And saints declare his works below.
PSALM LXXXIX. First Part. (C. M.)
The faithfulness of God.
1 MY never ceasing song shall show
The mercies of the Lord.
And make succeeding ages know
How faithful is his word.
2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce
Shall firm as heav'n endure;
And, if he speak a promise once,
Th' eternal race is sure.
3 How long the race of David held
The promis'd Jewish throne!
But there's a nobler cov'nant seal'd
To David's greater Son.
4 His seed for ever shall possess
A throne above the skies;
The meanest subject of his grace
Shall to that glory rise.
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5 Lord God of Hosts, thy wond'rous ways
Are sung by saints above;
And saints on earth their honours raise
To thine unchanging love.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 7, &c.
Second Part. (C. M.)
The power and majesty of God.
1 WITH rev'rence let the saints appear
And bow before the Lord;
His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.
2 How terrible thy glories be!
How bright thine armies shine!
Where is the pow'r that vies with thee?
Or truth compared to thine?
3 The northern pole, and southern, rest
On thy supporting hand;
Darkness and day, from east to west,
Move round at thy command.
4 Thy words the raging wind control,
And rule the boist'rous deep;
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.
5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea are thine,
And the dark world of hell:
How did thine arm in vengeance shine
When Egypt durst rebel.
6 Justice and Judgment are thy throne,
Yet wond'rous is thy grace;
While truth and mercy, join'd in one,
Invite us near thy face.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 15, &c.
Third Part. (C. M.)
A blessed gospel.
1 BLEST are the souls that hear and know
The gospel's joyful sound;
Peace shall attend the path they go,
And light their steps surround.
Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Thro' their Redeemer's name;
His righteousness exalts their hope,
Nor Satan dares condemn.
3 The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Isr'el, thy king for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives.
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 19, &c.
Fourth Part. (C. M.)
Christ's mediatorial kingdom.
1 HEAR what the Lord in vision said,
And made his mercy known:
"Sinners, behold your help is laid
"On my almighty Son.
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2" Behold the man my wisdom chose,
Among your mortal race;
"His head my holy oil o'erflows,
"The Spirit of my grace.
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High shall he reign on David's throne,
My people's better King;
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"My arm shall beat his rivals down,
"And still new subjects bring.
4" My truth shall guard him in his way,
"With mercy by his side;
"While in my name thro' earth and sea
He shall in triumph ride.
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5" Me for his father and his God
He shall for ever own,
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6" My first-born Son array'd in grace
"At my right hand shall sit;
Beneath him angels know their place,
"And monarchs at his feet.
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"Call me his rock, his high abode ;
"And I'll support my Son.
7" My cov'nant stands for ever fast,
"My promises are strong;
Firm as the heav'ns his throne shall last,
"His seed endure as long."
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PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 30, &c.
Fifth Part. (C. M.)
The covenant of grace unchangeable.
YET saith the Lord if David's race,
The children of my Son.
"Should break my laws, abuse my grace,
"And tempt mine anger down ;
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3" My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke,
"But keep my grace in mind;
"And what eternal love hath spoke,
Eternal truth shall bind.
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4" Once have I sworn, I need no more
"And pledg'd my holiness,
"To seal the sacred promise sure
"To David and his race.
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Their sins I'll visit with the rod,
"And make their follies smart:
But I'll not cease to be their God,
"Nor from my truth depart.
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The sun shall see his offspring rise
"And spread from sea to sea,
Long as he travels round the skies
"To give the nations day.
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"Sure as the moon that rules the night
"His kingdom shall endure,
Till the fix'd laws of shade and light
"Shall be observ'd no more."
PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 47, &c.
Sixth Part. (L. M.)
Mortality and hope.
A Funeral Psalm.
1 REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state,
How frail our life, how short the date!
Where is the man that draws his breath
Safe from disease, secure from death?
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2 Lord, while we see whole nations die,
Our fesh and sense repine and cry,
Must death for ever rage and reign,
Or hast thou made mankind in vain.
3" Where is thy promise to the just?
"Are not thy servants turn'd to dust?"
But faith forbids these mournful sighs,
And sees the sleeping dust arise.
4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day,
Wipes the reproach of saints away,
And clears the honour of thy word;
Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord.
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PSALM LXXXIX. ver. 47, &c. Last Part. PSALM XC. ver. 1-5. First Part. (C. M.)
As the 113th Psalm.
Man frail, and God eternal.
Life, death, and the resurrection.
1 OUR God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
1 THINK, mighty God, on feeble man,
How few his hours, how short his span !
Short from the cradle to the grave:
Who can secure his vital breath
Against the bold demands of death,
With skill to fly, or pow'r to save?
2 Lord, shall it be for ever said,
The race of man was only made
"For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?"
Are not thy servants day by day
Sent to their graves, and turn'd to clay?
Lord, where's thy kindness to the just?
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3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son,
And all his seed, a heav'nly crown?
But flesh and sense indulge despair :
For ever blessed be the Lord,
That faith can read his holy word,
And find a resurrection there.
4 For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who gives his saints a long reward
For all their toil, reproach, and pain;
Let all below and all above
Join to proclaim thy wond'rous love,
And each repeat their loud Amen.
PSALM XC. (L.M.)
Man mortal, and God eternal.
A mournful Song at a Funeral.
1 THRO' ev'ry age, eternal God!
Thou art our rest, our safe abode;
High was thy throne ere heav'n was made,
Or earth thy humble footstool laid.
2 Long hadst thou reign'd ere time began,
Or dust was fashion'd to a man;
And long thy kingdom shall endure,
When earth and time shall be no more,
3 But man, weak man, is born to die,
Made up of guilt and vanity:
Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just;
"Return, ye sinners, to your dust."
4 [A thousand of our years amount
Scarce to a day in thine account;
Like yesterday's departed light,
Or the last watch of ending night.
PAUSE.
5 Death, like an overflowing stream,
Sweeps us away; our life's a dream;
An empty tale; a morning flow'r,
Cut down and wither'd in an hour.]
6 [Our age to seventy years is set:
How short the term! how frail the state!
And if to eighty we arrive,
We rather sigh and groan, than live.
7 But O, how oft thy wrath appears,
And cuts off our expected years!
Thy wrath awakes our humble dread
We fear the pow'r that strikes us dead.]
8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man,
And kindly lengthen out our span,
Till a wise care of piety
Fit us to die and dwell with thee.
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2 Under the shadow of thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
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4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust,
Return, ye sons of men
All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.
5 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an ev'ning gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
6 [The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their lives and cares,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And lost in foll'wing years.
7 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the op'ning day.
8 Like flow'ry fields the nations stand,
Pleas'd with the morning light;
The flow'rs beneath the mower's hand
Lie with'ring ere 'tis night.]
9 Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home.
PSALM XC. ver. 8, 11, 9, 10, 12.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Infirmities and mortality the effect of sin.
1 LORD, if thine eyes survey our faults,
And justice grow severe,
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts,
And burns beyond our fear.
2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust;
By one offence to thee,
Adam, with all his sons, have lost
Their immortality.
3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies,
A fable, or a song;
By swift degrees our nature dies,
Nor can our joys be long.
4 'Tis but a few whose days amount
To threescore years and ten;
And all beyond that short account
Is sorrow, toil, and pain.
5 [Our vitals, with laborious strife
Bear up the crazy load,
And drag those poor remains of life
Along the tiresome road.]
6 Almighty God, reveal thy love,
And not thy wrath alone,
O let our sweet experience prove
The mercies of thy throne!
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7 Our souls would learn the heav'nly art
T'improve the hours we have.
That we may act the wiser part,
And live beyond the grave.
PSALM XC. ver. 13, &c.
Third Part. (C. M.).
Breathing after heaven.
1 RETURN, O God of love, return;
Earth is a tiresome place:
? Let heav'n succeed our painful years:
Let sin and sorrow cease ;
And in proportion to our tears,
So make our joys increase.
3 Thy wonders to thy servants show,
Make thy own work complete;
Then shall our souls thy glory know,
And own thy love was great.
How long shall we, thy children, mourn
Our absence from thy face?
4 Then shall we shine before thy throne
In all thy beauty, Lord;
And the poor service we have done
Meet a divine reward.
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1 LORD, what a feeble piece
Is this our mortal frame!
Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis,
That scarce deserves the name!
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2 Alas! the brittle clay
'That built our body first!
And ev'ry month, and ev'ry day
'Tis mould'ring back to dust.
Our moments fly apace,
Nor will our minutes stay;
Just like a flood our hasty days
Are sweeping us away.
Well, if our days must fly,
We'll keep their end in sight;
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way,
And let them speed their flight.
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PSALM XC. ver. 5, 10, 12. (S. M.)
The frailty and shortness of life.
They'll waft us sooner o'er
This life's tempestuous sea:
Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore
Of blest eternity.
PSALM XCI. ver. 1-7.
First Part. (L. M.)
Safety in public diseases and dangers.
1 HE that hath made his refuge God,
Shall find a most secure abode;
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,
And there at night shall rest his head.
2 Then will I say, "My God, thy pow'r
"Shall be my fortress, and my tow'r;
"I, that am form'd of feeble dust,
"Make thine almighty arm my trust."
3 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's care
Shall keep me from the fowler's snare;
Satan, the fowler, who betrays
Unguarded souls a thousand ways.
4 Just as a hen protects her brood
From birds of prey that seek their blood,
Under her feathers, so the Lord
Makes his own arm his people's guard.
5 If burning beams of noon conspire
To dart a pestilential fire,
God is their life; his wings are spread
To shield them with an healthful shade.
6 If vapours with malignant breath,
Rise thick, and scatter midnight death,
Isr'el is safe; the poison'd air
Grows pure if Isr'el's God be there.
PAUSE.
7 What though a thousand at thy side,
At thy right hand ten thousand dy'd;
Thy God his chosen people saves
Amongst the dead, amidst the graves.
8 So when he sent his angel down
To make his wrath in Egypt known,
And slew their sons, his careful eye
Pass'd all the doors of Jacob by.
9 But if the fire, or plague, or sword,
Receive commission from the Lord,
To strike his saints among the rest,
Their very pains and deaths are blest.
10 The sword, the pestilence, or fire,
Shall but fulfil their best desire;
From sins and sorrows set them free,.
And bring thy children, Lord, to thee.
1 YE sons of men, a feeble race,
Expos'd to ev'ry snare.
PSALM XCI. ver. 9-16.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Protection from death, guard of angels,
victory and deliverance.
2 No ill shall enter where you dwell;
Or if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,
"Twill raise his saints on high.
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,
And try and trust his care.
3 He'll give his angels charge to keep
Your feet in all their ways;
To watch your pillow while you sleep,
And guard your happy days.
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4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall
And dash against the stones:
Are they not servants at his call,
And sent t' attend his sons?
5 Adders and lions ye shall tread;
The tempter's wiles defeat;
He that hath broke the serpent's head,
Puts him beneath your feet.
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"I'll save them," saith the Lord;
"Ill bear their joyful souls above
"Destruction and the sword.
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My grace shall answer when they call,
"In trouble I'll be nigh;
My pow'r shall help them when they fall,
"And raise them when they die.
Those that on earth my name have known,
"I'll honour them in heav'n;
There my salvation shall be shown,
"And endless life be given."
PSALM XCII. First Part. (L. M.)
A psalm for the Lord's-Day.
1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.
2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal cares shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp, of solemn sound.
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3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels! how divine!
4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die;
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath
Blasts them in everlasting death.
5 But I shall share a glorious part
When grace hath well refin'd my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil to cheer my head.
6 Sin, (my worst enemy before)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes shall all be slain,
Nor Satan break my peace again.
7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know,
All I desir'd or wish'd below:
And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ
In that eternal world of joy.
PSALM XCII. ver. 12, &c.
Second Part. (L. M.).
The church is the garden of God,
1 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand,
In gardens planted by thine hand;
Let me within thy courts be seen,
Like a young cedar fresh and green.
2 There grow thy saints in faith and love,
Blest with thine influence from above;
Not Lebanon with all its trees
Yields such a comely sight as these.
3 The plants of grace shall ever live:
(Nature decays, but grace must thrive)
Time that doth all things else impair,
Still makes them flourish strong and fair.
4 Laden with fruits of age they show
The Lord is holy, just and true:
None that attend his gates shall find
A God unfaithful or unkind.
PSALM XCIII. First Metre.
As 100th Psalm.
The eternal and sovereign God.
1 JEHOVAH reigns: he dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might:
The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.
2 But ere this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundations laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself the ever-living God.
3 Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods that aim their rage so high!
At thy rebuke the billows die.
4 For ever shall thy throne endure;
Thy promise stands for ever sure;
And everlasting holiness
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
PSALM XCIII. Second Metre.
As the old 50th Psalm.
The same.
1 THE Lord of glory reigns; he reigns on
high;
His robes of state are strength and majesty:
This wide creation rose at his command,
Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his
band:
2 God is th' eternal King: thy foes in vain
Raise their rebellions to confound thy reign:
In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise,
And roar, and toss their waves against the
skies;
Long stood his throne ere he began creation,
And his own Godhead is the firm foundation.
Foaming at heav'n, they rage with wild
commotion,
3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be
still;
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But heav'ns high arches scorn the swelling
ocean.
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And the mad world submissive to his will:
Built on his truth, his church must ever
stand;
PSALM XCIII. Third Metre.
As the old 122d Psalm.
The same.
1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns,
And royal state maintains,
His head with awful glories crown'd:
Array'd in robes of light,
Begirt with sov'reign might,
And rays of majesty around.
Firm are his promises, and strong his hand :
See his own sons when they appear before
him,
Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him.
Upheld by thy commands
The world securely stands;
And skies and stars obey thy word:
Thy throne was fix'd on high,
Before the starry sky:
Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord.
In vain the noisy crowd,
Like billows fierce and loud,
Against thine empire rage and roar :
In vain with angry spite
The surly nations fight,
And dash like waves against the shore.
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Let floods and nations rage,
And all their pow'rs engage:
Let swelling tides assault the sky;
The terrors of thy frown
Shall beat their madness down :
Thy throne for ever stands on high.
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Thy promises are true,
Thy grace is ever new
There fix'd thy church shall ne'er remove:
Thy saints with holy fear
Shall in thy courts appear,
And sing thine everlasting love.
PSALM XCIV. ver. 1, 2, 7-14.
First Part. (C.M.)
Saints chastised, and sinners destroyed.
1 GOD, to whom revenge belongs,
Proclaim thy wrath aloud:
Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs,
Let justice smite the proud.
2 They say, "The Lord nor sees, nor hears ;"
When will the fools be wise!
Can he be deaf who form'd their ears?
Or blind, who made their eyes?
3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain,
And they shall feel his pow'r;
His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain,
In some surprising hour,
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95, 96.
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4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke,
Thou hast a gentler rod ;
Thy providences and thy book
Shall make them know their God.
5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise,
And to his duty draw;
Thy scourges make thy children wise,
When they forget thy law.
6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints,
Nor his own promise break:
He pardons his inheritance,
For their Redeemer's sake.
PSALM XCIV. ver. 16-23.
Second Part. (C. M.)
God our support and comfort.
1 WHO will arise and plead my right,
Against my num'rous foes,
While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppose ?
2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help,
Sustain'd my fainting head,
My life had now in silence dwelt,
My soul amongst the dead.
3" Alas! my sliding feet," I cry'd;
Thy promise was my prop:
Thy grace stood constant by my side;
Thy Spirit bore me up.
4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts
Within my bosom roll,
Thy boundless love forgives my faults,
Thy comforts cheer my soul.
5 Powers of iniquity may rise,
And frame pernicious laws:
But God, my refuge, rules the skies;
He will defend my cause.
6 Let malice vent her rage aloud,
Let bold blasphemers scoff;
The Lord our God shall judge the proud,
And cut the sinners off.
PSALM XCV. (C. M.)
A psalm before prayer.
1 SING to the Lord Jehovah's name
And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
2 With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honour sing;
The Lord's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's King.
3 Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem;
Those gods on high, and gods below,
When once compar'd with him.
4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in his spacious hand;
He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.
5 Come, and with humble souls adore,
Come, kneel before his face;
O may the creatures of his pow'r
Be children of his grace!
6 Now is the time: he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear
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2 He form'd the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The wat'ry worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground,
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PSALM XCV. (S. M.)
A psalm before sermon.
COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal King.
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4 To-day attend his voice.
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and not our own;
He form'd us by his word.
But if your ears refuse
The language of his grace,
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,
That unbelieving race;
The Lord, in vengeance drest,
Will lift his hand and swear,
"You that despise my promis'd rest,
"Shall have no portion there."
PSALM XCV. ver. 1, 2, 3, 6-11. (L. M.)
Canaan lost through unbelief.
1 COME, let our voices join to raise
A sacred song of solemn praise;
God is a sov'reign King; rehearse
His honours in exalted voice.
2 Come, let our souls address the Lord,
Who fram'd our natures with his word;
He is our Shepherd; we the sheep
His mercy chose, his pastures keep.
3 Come, let us as hear his voice to-day,
The counsels of his love obey;
Nor let our harden'd hearts renew
The sins and plagues that Isr'el knew.
4 Isr'el, that saw his works of grace,
Yet tempt their Maker to his face;
A faithless unbelieving brood,
That tir'd the patience of their God.
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prove!
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"Forget my pow'r, abuse my love;
"Since they despise my rest, I swear,
Their feet shall never enter there.'
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6 [Look back, my soul, with holy dread,
And view those ancient rebels dead;
Attend the offer'd grace to-day;
Nor lose the blessing by delay.
7 Seize the kind promise while it waits,
And march to Zion's heav'nly gates;
Believe, and take the promis'd rest;
Obey, and be for ever blest.]
PSALM XCVI. ver. 1-10, &c. (C. M.
Christ's first and second coming,
1 SING to the Lord, ye distant lands,
Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue;
His new discover'd grace demands
A new and nobler song.
2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns,
God's own almighty Son;
His pow'r the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds his throne.
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3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day,
Joy thro' the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green,
4 Let an unusual joy surprise
The islands of the sea;
Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise,
Prepare the Lord his way.
5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless
The nations, as their God;
To show the world his righteousness,
And send his truth abroad.
6 But when his voice shall raise the dead,
And bid the world draw near,
How will the guilty nations dread
To see their judge appear!
PSALM XCVI. As the 113th Psalm.
The God of the Gentiles.
1 LET all the earth their voices raise,
To sing the choicest psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah's name :
His glory let the heathen's know,
His wonders to the nations show.
And all his saving works proclaim.
2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord;
The wond'ring nations read thy word:
In Britain is Jehovah known:
Our worship shall no more be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our God alone.
3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there:
His beams are majesty and light;
His beauties how divinely bright!
His temple how divinely fair!
4 Come the great day, the glorious hour,
When earth shall feel his saving pow'r,
And barb'rous nations fear his name;
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of his holiness,
And in his courts his grace proclaim.
PSALM XCVII. 1.-5. First Part. (L.M.)·
Christ reigning in heaven, and coming to
judgment.
1 HE reigns; the Lord, the Saviour reigns ;
Praise him in evangelic strains;
Let the whole earth in songs rejoice,
And distant islands join their voice.
2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown:
But grace and truth support his throne;
Tho' gloomy clouds his ways surround,
Justice is their eternal ground.
3 In robes of judgment, lo! he comes,
Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the
tombs ;
Before him burns devouring fire,
The mountains melt, the seas retire.
4 His enemies, with sore dismay,
Fly from the sight, and shun the day;
Then lift your heads, ye saints on high,
And sing, for your redemption's nigh.
PSALM XCVII. ver. 6-9.
Second Part. (L. M.)
Christ's Incarnation,
1 THE Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim
His birth; the nations learn his name:
An unknown star directs the road
Of eastern sages to their God.
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2 All ye bright armies of the skies,
Go worship where the Saviour lies;
Angels and kings before him bow,
Those gods on high, and gods below.
3 Let idols totter to the ground,
And their own worshippers confound;
But Judah shout, but Zion sing,
And earth confess her sov'reign King.
PSALM XCVII. Third Part. (L. M.)
Grace and glory.
1 TH' Almighty reigns exalted high
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Tho' clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.
2 O ye that love his holy name,
Hate ev'ry work of sin and shame;
He guards the souls of all his friends,
And from the snares of hell defends.
3 Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the saints in darkness sown;
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.
4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The sacred honours of the Lord;
None but the soul that feels his grace
Can triumph in his holiness,
PSALM XCVII. ver. 1, 3, 5—7, 11. (C. M.)
Christs incarnation, and the last judgment.
1 YE islands of the Northern sea
Rejoice, the Saviour reigns;
His word, like fire, prepares his way,
And mountains melt to plains.
2 His presence sinks the proudest hills,
And makes the vallies rise;
The humble soul enjoys his smiles,
The haughty sinner dies.
3 The heav'ns his rightful pow'r proclaim:
The idle-gods around
Fill their own worshippers with shame,
And totter to the ground.
4 Adoring angels at his birth
Make the Redeemer known;
Thus shall he come to judge the earth,
And angels guard his throne.
5 His foes shall tremble at his sight,
And hills and seas retire:
His children take their unknown flight,
And leave the world in fire.
6 The seeds of joy and glory sown
For saints in darkness here,
Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown,
And a rich harvest bear.
PSALM XCVIII. First Part. (C. M.)
Praise for the gospel.
1 To our Almighty Maker, God,
New honours be address'd;
His great salvation shines abroad,
And makes the nations blest.
2 He spake the word to Abr'am first;
His truth fulfils the grace:
The Gentiles make his name their trust
And learn his righteousness.
3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim
With all her diff'rent tongues:
And spread the honours of his name
In melody and songs.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM XCVIII. Second Part. (C. M.)
The Messiah's coming and kingdom.
1 JOY to the world; the Lord is come;
Let earth receive her King;
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature sing.
2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns;
Let men their songs employ ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and
plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.
3 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow,
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
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PSALM XCIX. First Part. (S. M.)
Christ's kingdom and majesty.
THE God Jehovah reigns,
Let all the nations fear,
Let sinners tremble at his throne,
And saints be humble there.
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Jesus the Saviour reigns,
Let earth adore its Lörd';
Bright cherubs his attendants staud,
Swift to fulfil his word.
His honours are divine;
His church shall make his wonders known,
For there his glories shine.
How holy is his name!
How terrible his praise!
Justice, and truth, and judgment join
In all his works of grace.
PSALM XCIX. Second Part. (S. M.)
A holy God worshipped with reverence.
EXALT the Lord our God,
And worship at his feet;
His nature is all holiness,
And mercy is his seat.
When Isr'el was his church,
When Aaron was his priest,
When Moses cry'd, when Samuel pray'd,
He gave his people rest.
3 Oft he forgave their sins,
Nor would destroy their race;
And oft he made his vengeance known,
When they abus'd his grace.
Exalt the Lord our God,
Whose grace is still the same;
Still he's a God of holiness,
And jealous for his name.
2 The Lord is God: 'tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give:
We are his work, and not our own,
The sheep that on his pastures live.
3 Enter his gates with songs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair,
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
PSALM C. First Metre. A plain Translation.
Praise to our Creator.
1 YE nations round the earth rejoice
Before the Lord, your sov'reign King;
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his glory sing.
4 The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure;
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
PSALM C. Second Metre. A Paraphrase.
1 SING to the Lord with joyful voice,
Let ev'ry land his name adore;
The British isles shall send the noise
Across the ocean to the shore,
2 Nations attend before his throne,
With solemn fear, with sacred joy :
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.
3 His sov'reign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.
4 We are his people, we his care,
Our souls and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name!
5 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raise :
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
6 Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
PSALM CI. (L. M.)
The Magistrate's psalm.
1 MERCY and judgment are my song;
And since they both to thee belong,
My gracious God, my righteous king,
my songs vows
2 If I am rais'd to bear the sword,
I'll take my counsels from thy word;
Thy justice and thy heav'nly grace
Shall be the pattern of my ways.
3 Let wisdom all my actions guide,
And let my God with me reside;
No wicked thing shall dwell with me,
Which may provoke thy jealousy.
4 No sons of slander, rage, and strife,
Shall be companions of my life;
The haughty look, the heart of pride,
Within my doors shall ne'er abide.
5 [I'll search the land, and raise the just
To posts of honour, wealth, and trust;
The men that work thy holy will,
Shall be my friends and fav'rites still.]
6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise
By flatt'ring or malicious lies;
And while the innocent I guard,
The bold offender shan't be spar'd.
7 The impious crew (that factious band)
Shall hide their heads, or quit the land;
And all that break the public rest,
Where I have pow'r, shall be supprest.
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102.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM CI. (C. M.)
A psalm for a master of a family.
1 OF justice and of grace I sing,
And pay my God my vows;
Thy grace and justice, heav'nly King,
Teach me to rule my house.
2 Now to my tent, O God, repair,
And make thy servant wise;
I'll suffer nothing near me there
That shall offend thine eyes.
3 The man that doth his neighbour wrong,
By falsehood or by force,
The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue,
I'll thrust them from my doors.
4 I'll seek the faithful and the just,
And will their help enjoy;
These are the friends that I shall trust,
The servants I'll employ.
5 The wretch that deals in sly deceit
I'll not endure a night:
The liar's tongue I ever hate,
And banish from my sight.
6 I'll purge my family around,
And make the wicked flee;
So shall my house be ever found
A dwelling fit for thee.
PSALM CII. ver. 1-13, 20, 21.
First Part. (C. M.)
A prayer of the afflicted.
1 HEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face,
But answer lest I die;
Hast thou not built a throne of grace,
To hear when sinners cry.
2 My days are wasted like the smoke
Dissolving in the air;
My strength is dry'd, my heart is broke,
And sinking in despair.
3 My spirits flag like with'ring grass,
Burnt with excessive heat;
In secret groans my minutes pass,
And I forget to eat.
4 As on some lonely building's top
The sparrow tells her moan,
Far from the tents of joy and hope
I sit and grieve alone.
5 My soul is like a wilderness,
Where beasts of midnight howl;
There the sad raven finds her place,
And there the screaming owl.
6 Dark dismal thoughts, and boding fears,
Dwell in my troubled breast;
While sharp reproaches wound my ears,
Nor give my spirit rest,
7 My cup is mingled with my woes,
And tears are my repast;
My daily bread like ashes grows
Unpleasant to my taste.
8 Sense can afford no real joy
To souls that feel thy frown;
Lord, 'twas thy hand advanc'd me high,
Thy hand hath cast me down.
9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear,
And life's declining light
Grows faint as ev'ning shadows are,
That vanish into night.
10 But thou for ever art the same,
O my eternal God!
Ages to come shall know thy name,
And spread thy works abroad.
11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face,
Nor will my Lord delay
Beyond th' appointed hour of grace,
That long expected day.
12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry,
And by mysterious ways
Redeems the pris'ners doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise.
PSALM CII.
ver. 13-21.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Prayer heard, and Zion restored.
1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice;
Behold the promis'd hour,
Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t' exalt his pow'r.
Her dust and ruins that remain
Are precious in our eyes;
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.
3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there:
Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear.
4 He sits a sov'reign on his throne,
With pity in his eyes;
He hears the dying pris'ners groan,
And sees their sighs arise.
5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death;
And when his saints complain,
It shan't be said, 'That praying breath
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6 This shall be known when we are dead,
And left on long record,
That ages yet unborn may read,
And trust, and praise the Lord.
PSALM CII. ver. 23–28.
Third Part. (L. M.)
Man's mortality, and Christ's eternity.
1 IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand
Weakens our strength amidst the race;
Disease and death, at his command
Arrest us, and cut short our days.
2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon;
Thy years are one eternal day,
And must thy children die so soon?
3 Yet in the midst of death and grief,
This thought our sorrow shall assuage,
"Our Father and our Saviour live;
"Christ is the same thro' ev'ry age.'
4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid;
Heav'n is the building of his hand;
This earth grows old, these heav'ns shall
fade,
And all be chang'd at his command.
5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments shall be laid aside;
But still thy throne stands firm and high;
Thy church for ever must abide.
6 Before thy face thy church shall live,
And on thy throne thy children reign;
This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM CIII. ver. 1–7.
First Part. (L. M.)
Blessing God for his goodness to soul and body.
1 BLESS, O my soul, the living God,
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad,
Let all the pow'rs within me joiu
In work and worship so divine.
2 Bless, my soul, the God of grace;
His favours claim thy highest praise;
Why should the wonders he hath wrought,
Be lost in silence and forgot.
3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his son
To die for crimes which thou hast done :
He owns the ransom; and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels;
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threat'ning graves.
5 Our youth decay'd his pow'r repairs :
His mercy crowns our growing years;
He satisfies our mouth with good,
And fills our hopes with heav'nly food.
6 He sees th' oppressor and th' opprest,
And often gives the suff'rers rest;
But will his justice more display
In the last great rewarding day..
7 [His pow'r he show'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Isr'el his commands;
But sent his truth and mercy down
To all the nations by his Son.
8 Let the whole earth his pow'r confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace;
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine.}
PSALM CIII. ver. 8—18.
Second Part. (L. M.)
God's gentle chastisement.
1 THE Lord, how wond'rous are his ways!
How firm his truth! how large his grace!
He takes his mercy for his throne,
And thence he makes his glories known.
2 Not half so high his pow'r hath spread
The starry heav'ns above our head,
As his rich love exceeds our praise,
Exceeds the highest hopes we raise.
3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd
The rising morning from the west,
As his forgiving grace removes,
The daily guilt of those he loves.
4 How slowly doth his wrath arise!
On swifter wings salvation flies;
And if he lets his anger burn,
How soon his frowns to pity turn!
5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines;
His strokes are lighter than our sins;
And while his rod corrects his saints,
His ear indulges their complaints.
6 So fathers their young sons chastise,
With gentle hand and melting eyes;
The children weep beneath the smart,
And move the pity of their heart,
PAUSE.
7 The mighty God, the wise, and just,
Knows that our frame is feeble dust;
And will no heavy loads impose
Beyond the strength that he bestows.
8 He knows how soon our nature dies,
Blasted by ev'ry wind that flies;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon,
Or morning flow'rs that fade at noon.
9 But his eternal love is sure
To all the saints, and shall endure:
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hope in vain.
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'Tis he relieves thy pain,
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again.
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PSALM CII. ver. 1-7.
First Part. (S. M.)
Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies
O BLESS the Lord, my soul;
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his nam
Whose favours are divine.
O bless the Lord, my soul;
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
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6 His wond'rous works and ways.
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world his truth and grace
By his beloved Son.
He crowns thy life with love,
When ransom'd from the grave:
He that redeem'd my soul from hell,
Hath sov'reign pow'r to save.
He fills the poor with good;
He gives the suff'rers rest;
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for th' opprest.
PSALM CIII. ver. 8-18.
Second Part. (S. M.)
Abounding compassion of God.
My soul repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
God will not always chide;
And when his strokes are felt,
His strokes are fewer than our crimes,
And lighter than our guilt,
High as the heav'ns are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.
His pow'r subdues our sins;
And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,
Doth all our guilt remove.
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To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;
He knows our feeble frame.
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He knows we are but dust,
Scatter'd with ev'ry breath;
His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
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If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.
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Our days are as the grass,
Or like the morning flow'r :
But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.
PSALM CHI. ver. 19-22.
Third Part. (S. M.)
God's universal dominion.
THE Lord, the sov'reign King,
Hath fix'd his throne on high;
O'er all the heav'nly world he rules,
And all beneath the sky.
Ye angels great in might,
And swift to do his will,
Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear,
Whose pleasure ye fulfil.
Let the bright hosts who wait
The orders of their King,
And guard his churches when they pray,
Join in the praise they sing.
While all his wond'rous works,
Thro' his vast kingdoms show
Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul,
Shalt sing his graces too.
PSALM CIV. (L. M.)
The glory of God in creation and providence.
1 My soul, thy great Creator praise:
When cloth'd in his celestial rays,
He in full majesty appears,
And, like a robe, his glory wears.
Note, This Psalm may be sung, to the tune of
the old 112th or 127th Psalm, by adding
these two lines to every Stanza, viz.
Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame
An equal honour to his name?
Otherwise it must be sung as the 100th Psalm.
2 The heav'ns are for his curtains spread,
Th' unfathom'd deep he makes his bed;
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies
On winged storms across the skies.
3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires,
His ministers, are flaming fires;.
And swift as thought their armies move
To bear his vengeance, or his love.
4 The world's foundations by his hand
Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand;
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Lest it should drown the earth again.
5 When earth was cover'd with the flood,
Which high above the mountains stood,
He thunder'd, and the ocean fled,
Confin'd to its appointed bed.
7 He bids the chrystal fountains flow,
And cheer the vallies as they go;
Tame heifers, there their thirst allay,
And for the stream wild asses bray,
8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink,
The lark and linnet light to drink;
Their songs the lark and linnet raise,
And chide our silence in his praise.
PAUSE I.
9 God, from his cloudy cistern pours
On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
A thousand joyful blessings yield.
6 The swelling billows know their bound,
And in their channels walk their round;
Yet thence convey'd by secret veins,
They spring on hills and drench the plains.
10 He makes the grassy food arise,
And gives the cattle large supplies:
With herbs for man of various pow'r,
To nourish nature, or to cure.
11 What noble fruit the vines produce!
The olive yields a shining juice;
Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous wine,
With inward joy our faces shine.
12 O bless his name, ye Britons, fed
With nature's chief supporter, bread;
While bread your vital strength imparts,
Serve him with vigour in your hearts.
PAUSE II.
13 Behold the stately cedar stands,
Rais'd in the forest by his hands:
Birds to the boughs for shelter fly,
And build their nests secure on high.
14 To craggy hills ascends the goat;
And at the airy mountain's foot
The feebler creatures make their cell:
He gives them wisdom where to dwell.
15 He sets the sun his circling race,
Appoints the moon to change her face;
And when thick darkness veils the day,
Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey.
16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad,
And roaring ask their meat from God;
But when the morning beams arise,
The savage beast to covert flies.
17 Then man to daily labour goes";
The night was made for his repose:
Sleep is thy gift: that sweet relief
From tiresome toil, and wasting grief.
18 Ilow strange thy works! how great thy
skill!
Aud ev'ry land thy riches fill:
Thy wisdom round the world-we see,
This spacious earth is full of thee.
19 Nor less thy glories in the deep,
Where fish in millions swim and creep,
With wond'rous motions, swift or slow
Still wand'ring in the paths below.
20 There ships divide their wat'ry way,
And flocks of scaly monsters play;
There dwells the huge Leviathan,
And foams and sports in spite of man.
PAUSE III.
21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord,
All nature rests upon thy word,
And the whole race of creatures stand,
Waiting their portion from thy hand,
22 While each receives his diff'rent food,
Their cheerful looks pronounce it good,
Eagles and bears, and whales and wornis,
Rejoice and praise in diff'rent forms.
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23 But when thy face is hid they mourn,
And dying, to their dust return:
Both man and beasts their souls resign,
Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine,
24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again,
And fill the world with beasts and men ;
A word of thy creating breath
Repairs the wastes of time and death.
25 His works, the wonders of his might,
Are honour'd with his own delight;
How awful are his glorious ways!
The Lord is dreadful in his praise.
26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke,
And at thy touch the mountains smoke;
Yet humble souls may see thy face,
And tell their wants to sov'reign grace.
27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet,
And make my meditations sweet:
Thy praises shall my breath employ,
Till it expire in endless joy.
28 While haughty sinners die accurst,
Their glory bury'd with their dust,
1, to my God, my heav'nly King,
Immortal hallelujahs sing.
1 GIVE thanks to God, invoke his name,
And tell the world his grace;
Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame,
That all may seek his face.
2 His cov'nant, which he kept in mind
For num'rous ages past,
To num'rous ages yet behind
In equal force shall last.
3 He sware to Abr'am and his seed,
And made the blessing sure:
Gentiles the ancient promise read,.
And find his truth endure.
4" Thy seed shall make all nations blest,"
Said the almighty voice,
And Canaan's land shall be their rest,
"The type of heav'nly joys.
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To give them Canaan's land,
When they were strangers in the place,
A little feeble band!
PSALM CV. Abridged. (C. M.)
God's conduct of Israel, and the plagues of 17 They thirst; and waters from the rock
Egypt.
In rich abundance flow;
6 Like pilgrims thro' the countries round
Securely they remov'd;
And haughty kings that on them frown'd
Severely he reprov'd.
"Touch mine anointed, and my arm
"Shall soon revenge the wrong:
"The man that does my prophets harm,
"Shall know their God is strong.
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8 Then let the world forbear its rage,
Nor put the church in fear :
Isr'el must live thro' every age,
And be th' Almighty's care.]
PAUSE I.
9 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints,
And thus provok'd their God,
Moses was sent at their complaints,
Arm'd with his dreadful rod.
10 He call'd for darkness, darkness came
Like an o'erwhelming flood:
11 He gave the sign, and noisome flies
Thro' the whole country spread;
And frogs, in croaking arties, rise
About the monarch's bed.
He turn'd each lake, and ev'ry stream,
To lakes and streams of blood.
12 Thro' fields and towns, and palaces,
The tenfold vengeance flew:
Locusts in swarms devour'd their trees,
And hail their cattle slew.
13 Then by an angel's midnight stroke,
The flow'r of Egypt dy'd;
The strength of every house was broke
Their glory and their pride.
14 Now let the world forbear its rage,
Nor put the church in fear;
Isr'el must live thro' every age,
And be th' Almighty's care.
PAUSE II.
15 Thus were the tribes from bondage brought,
And left the hated ground:
Each some Egyptian spoils had got,
And not one feeble found.
16 The Lord himself chose out their way,
And mark'd their journies right;
Gave them a leading cloud by day,
A fi'ry guide by night.
And foll'wing still the course they took,
Ran all the desert thro'.
18 O wond'rous stream! O blessed type
Of ever-flowing grace!
So Christ our rock, maintains our life
Thro' all this wilderness.
19 Thus guarded by th' Almighty hand
The chosen tribes possest
Canaan, the rich, the promis'd land,
And there enjoy'd their rest.
20 Then let the world forbear its rage,
The church renounce her fear;
Isr'el must live thro' every age,
And be th' Almighty's care.
PSALM CVI. ver. 1-5. First Part. (L.M.)
Praise to God; or Communion with saints.
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1 To God the great, the ever blest,
Let songs of honour be addrest:
His mercy firm for ever stands;
Give him the thanks his love demands.
2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways?
Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise?
Blest are the souls that fear thee still,
And pay their duty to thy will.
3 Remember what thy mercy did
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed:
And with the same salvation bless
The meanest suppliant of thy grace.
4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice,
And aid their triumphs with my voice!
This is my glory, Lord, to be
Join'd to thy saints, and near to thee.
PSALM CVI. ver. 7, 8, 12—14, 43—48.
Second Part. (S. M.)
Israel punished and pardoned.
GOD of eternal love,
How fickle are our ways!
And yet how oft did Isr'el prove
Thy constancy of grace!
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
They saw thy wonders wrought,
And then thy praise they sung;
But soon thy works of pow'r forgot,
And murmur'd with their tongue.
3 Now they believe his word,
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While rocks with rivers flow;
Now with their lusts provoke the Lord,
And he reduc'd them low.
Yet when they mourn'd their faults,
He hearken'd to their groans,
Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts,
And call'd them still his sons.
Their names were in his book,
He sav'd them from their foes;
Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook
The people that he chose.
Let Isr'el bless the Lord,
Who lov'd their ancient race;
And christians join the solemn word
Amen, to all the praise.
PSALM CVII. First Part. (L. M.)
Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to heav'n.
1 GIVE thanks to God; he reigns above;
Kind are his thoughts, his name is love;
His mercy ages past have known,
And ages long to come shall own.
2 Let the redeemed of the Lord
The wonders of his grace record;
Isr'el the nation whom he chose,
And rescu'd from their mighty foes.
3 [When God's almighty arm had broke
Their fetters, and th' Egyptian yoke,
They trac'd the desert, wand'ring round
A wild and solitary ground,
4 There they could find no leading road,
Nor city for a fix'd abode;
Nor food, nor fountain to assuage
Their burning thirst, or hunger's rage.]
5 In their distress to God they cry'd;
God was their Saviour and their Guide
He led their march far wand'ring round;
'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground.
6 Thus when our first release we gain
From sin's old yoke, and Satan's chain,
We have this desert world to pass,
A dang'rous and a tiresome place.
7 He feeds and clothes us all the way,
He guides our footsteps lest we stray;
He guards us with a pow'rful hand,
And brings us to the heav'nly land.
8 O let the saints with joy record
The truth and goodness of the Lord!
How great his works! how kind his ways!
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise.
PSALM CVII. Second Part. (L. M.)
Correction for sin, and release by prayer.
i FROM age to age exalt his name,
God and his grace are still the same;
He fills the hungry soul with food,
And feeds the poor with ev'ry good.
2 But if their hearts rebel and rise
Against the God that rules the skies;
If they reject his heav'nly word,
And slight the counsels of the Lord,
3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground,
And no deliv'rer shall be found:
Laden with grief they waste their breath,
In darkness and the shades of death.
4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
He makes the dawning light arise,
And scatters all that dismal shade
That hung so heavy round their head.
5 He cuts the bars of brass in two.
And lets the smiling pris'ners thro';
Takes off the load of guilt and grief,
And gives the lab'ring soul relief.
6 O may the sons of men record
The wond'rous goodness of the Lord!
How great his works! how kind his ways;
Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise.
PSALM CVII. Third Part. (L. M.)
Intemperance punished and pardoned.
1 VAIN man, on foolish pleasures bent,
Prepares for his own punishment;
What pains, what loathsome maladies,
From luxury and lust arise!
2 The drunkard feels his vitals waste,
Yet drowns his health to please his taste;
Till all his active pow'rs are lost,
And fainting life draws near the dust.
3 The glutton groans and loathes to eat;
His soul abhors delicious meat;
Nature, with heavy loads opprest,
Would yield to death to be releas'd,
4 Then how the frighted sinners fly
To God for help with earnest cry!
He hears their groans, prolongs their breath,
And saves them from approaching death.
5 No med'cines could effect the cure
So quick, so easy, or so sure:
The deadly sentence God repeals,
He seads his sov'reign word, and heals.
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The wond'rous goodness of the Lord!
And let their thankful off'rings prove
How they adore their Maker's love.
PSALM CVII. Fourth Part. (L. M.)
Deliverance from storms and shipwreck.
1 WOULD you behold the works of God,
His wonders in the world abroad,
Go with the mariners, and trace
The unknown regions of the seas.
2 They leave their native shores behind,
And seize the favour of the wind,
Till God command, and tempests rise,
That heave the ocean to the skies.
3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amain,
Now sink to dreadful deeps again;
What strange affrights young sailors feel,
And like a stagg'ring drunkard reel.
4 When land is far, and death is uigh,
Lost to all hope, to God they cry;
His mercy hears the loud address,
And sends salvation in distress.
5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage:
The furious waves forget their rage;
'Tis calm, and sailors smile to see
The haven where they wish'd to be.
60 may the sons of men record
The wond'rous goodness of the Lord!
Let them their private off rings bring.
And in the church his glory sing,
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109, 110.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM CVII. Fourth Part. (C.M.)
The mariner's psalm.
1 THY works of glory, mighty Lord,
Thy wonders in the deeps!
The sons of courage shall record,
Who trade in floating ships.
2 At thy command the winds arise,
And swell the tow'ring waves;
The men astonish'd mount the skies,
And sink in gaping graves.
3 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills,
And plunge in deeps again;
Each like a tott'ring drunkard reels,
And finds his courage vain.
4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar,
They pant with flutt'ring breath;
And hopeless of the distant shore,
Expect immediate death.]
5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries,
He hears the loud request,
And orders silence thro' the skies,
And lays the floods to rest.
6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears.
And see the storm allay'd:
Now to their eyes the port appears;
There let their vows be paid.
7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land;
Let stupid mortals know,
That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.
8 O that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord!
And those who see thy wond'rous ways,
Thy wond'rous love record.
PSALM CVII. Last Part. (C. M.)
Colonies planted.
A Psalm for New England.
1 WHEN God, provok'd with daring crimes
Scourges the madness of the times,
He turns their fields to barren sand,
And dries the rivers from the land.
2 His word can raise the springs again,
And make the wither'd mountains green;
Send show'ry blessings from the skies,
And harvests in the desert rise.
3 [Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey,
Ör men as fierce and wild as they,
He bids th' opprest and poor repair,
And build them towns and cities there.
4 They sow the fields, and trees they plant,
Whose yearly fruit supplies their want:
Their race grows up from fruitful stocks,
Their wealth increases with their flocks.
5 Thus they are blest; but if they sin,
He lets the heathen nations in ;
A savage crew invades their lands,
Their princes die by barb'rous hands.
6 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn,
Wander unpity'd and forlorn :
The country lies unfenc'd, untill'd,
And desolation spreads the field.
8 The righteous, with a joyful sense,
Admire the works of providence ;
And tongues of atheists shall no more
Blaspheme the God that saints adore.
9 How few with pious care record
These wond'rous dealings of the Lord!
But wise observers still shall find
The Lord is holy, just, and kind.
7 Yet if the humbled nation mourns,
Again his dreadful hand he turns,
Again he makes their cities thrive,
And bids the dying churches live.]
PSALM CIX. ver. 1-5, 31. (C, M.)
Love to enemies from the example of Christ.
1 GOD of my mercy and my praise,
Thy glory is my song;
Tho' sinners speak against thy grace,
With a blaspheming tongue,
2 When in the form of mortal man
Thy Son on earth was found,
With cruel slanders, false and vain,
They compass'd him around.
3 Their mis'ries his compassion move,
Their peace he still pursu'd;
They render hatred for his love,
And evil for his good.
4 Their malice rag'd without a cause,
Yet, with his dying breath,
He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross,
And blest his foes in death.
5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine
In vain before my eyes?
Give me a soul akin to thine,
To love mine enemies.
6 The Lord shall on my side engage,
And, in my Saviour's name,
I shall defeat their pride and rage
Who slander and condemn.
PSALM CX. First Part. (L. M.)
Christ exalted, and multitudes converted.
1 THUS the eternal Father spake
To Christ the Son, " Ascend and sit
At my right hand, till I shall make
Thy foes submissive at thy feet.
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2" From Zion shall thy word proceed,
"Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand,
Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed,
And bow their wills to thy command.
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3" That day shall show thy pow'r is great,
"When saints shall flock with willing minds,
And sinners crowd thy temple gate,
"Where holiness in beauty shines."
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4 O blessed pow'r! O glorious day!
What a large vict'ry shall ensue!
And converts, who thy grace obey,
Exceed the drops of morning dew.
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PSALM CX. Second Part. (L. M.)
The kingdom and priesthood of Christ.
1 THUS the great Lord of earth and sea
Spake to his Son, and thus he swore;
"Eternal shall thy priesthood be,
And change from hand to hand no more.
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Aaron and all his sons must die;
"But everlasting life is thine,
接着
​To save for ever those that fly
"For refuge from the wrath divine.
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By me Melchisedech was made
On earth a king and priest at once;
"And thou, my heav'nly priest, shalt plead,
""
"And thou, my king, shalt rule my sons."
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4 Jesus the priest ascends his throne,
While counsels of eternal peace,
Between the Father and the Son,
Proceed with honour and success.
PSALM CXI. Second Part. (C. M.)
The perfections of God.
5 Thro' the whole earth his reign shall spread, 1 GREAT is the Lord; his works of might
And crush the pow'rs that dare rebel:
Then shall he judge the rising dead,
And send the guilty world to hell.
Demand our noblest songs;
Let his assembled saints unite
Their harmony of tongues.
6 Tho' while he treads his glorious way
He drinks the cup of tears and blood,
The suff'rings of that dreadful day
Shall but advance him near to God.
PSALM CX. (C. M.)
Christ's kingdom and priesthood.
1 JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne,
And near the Father sit;
In Zion shall thy pow'r be known,
And make thy foes submit.
2 What wonders shall thy gospel do!
Thy converts shall surpass
The num'rous drops of morning dew,
And own thy sov'reign grace.
3 God hath pronounc'd a firm decree,
Nor changes what he swore;
"Eternal shall thy priesthood be,
"When Aaron is no more.
4" Mechisedech, that wond'rous priest,
"That king of high degree,
"That holy man who Abr'am blest,
Was but a type of thee.'
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5 Jesus our priest for ever lives
To plead for us above;
Jesus our king for ever gives,
The blessings of his love.
6 God shall exalt his glorious head,
And his high throne maintain,
Shall strike the pow'rs and princes dead
Who dare oppose his reign.
PSALM CXI. First Part. (C. M.)
The wisdom of God in his works.
1 SONGS of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God;
He has my heart, and he my tongue
To spread his name abroad.
2 How great the works his hand has wrought
How glorious in our sight!
And men in every age have sought
His wonders with delight.
3 How most exact is nature's frame!
How wise th' eternal mind!
His counsels never change the scheme
That his first thoughts design'd.
4 When he redeem'd his chosen Sons,
He fix'd his cov'nant sure:
The orders that his lips pronounce,
To endless years endure.
5 Nature and time, and earth and skies,
Thy heav'nly skill proclaim:
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?
6 To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace,
Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race,
That best obeys thy will.
2 Great is the mercy of the Lord,
He gives his children food;
And ever mindful of his word,
He makes his promise good.
3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To seal his cov'nant sure;
Holy and reverend is his name,
His ways are just and pure.
4 They that would grow divinely wise,
Must with his fear begin;
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies
In hating every sin.
PSALM CXII. As the 113th Psalm.
The blessings of the liberal man.
1 THAT man is blest who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd;
His house the seat of wealth shall be,
An inexhausted treasury,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His lib'ral favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends ;
A gen'rous pity fills his mind:
Yet what his charity impairs.
He saves by prudence in affairs,
And thus he's just to all mankind.
3 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd;
The sweet remembrance of the just,
Like a green root, revives and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,
When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threat'ning dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground;
His conscience holds his courage up:
The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night,
And sees in darkness beams of hope.
PAUSE.
5 [Il tidings never can surprise
His heart, that fix'd on God relies,
Tho' waves and tempests roar around:
Safe on the rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies,
And all their hope and glory drown'd.
6 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony,
To find their expectations crost:
They and their envy, pride and spite,
Sink down to everlasting night,
And all their names in darkness lost.]
PSALM CXII. (L. M.)
The blessings of the pious and charitable.
1 THRICE happy man, who fears the Lord,
Loves his commands, and trusts his word,
Honour and peace his days attend,
And blessings to his seed descend.
2 Compassion dwells upon his mind,
To works of mercy still inclin'd;
He lends the poor some present aid,
Or gives them, not to be repaid.
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114, 115.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread, | 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky,
That fill his neighbours round with dread,
His heart is arm'd against the fear,
For God with all his pow'r is there.
Stands his high throne of majesty:
Nor time nor place his pow'r restrain,
Nor bound his universal reign.
4 His soul well fix'd upon the Lord,
Draws heav'nly courage from his word;
Amidst the darkness light shall rise,
To cheer his heart and bless his eyes.
5 He hath dispers'd his alms abroad,
His works are still before his God;
His name on earth shall long remain,
While envious sinners fret in vain.
PSALM CXII. (C. M.)
Liberality rewarded.
1 HAPPY is he that fears the Lord,
And follows his commands,
Who lends the poor without reward,
Or gives with lib'ral hands.
2 As pity dwells within his breast
To all the sons of need;
So God shall answer his request
With blessings on his seed.
3 No evil tidings shall surprise
His well establish'd mind;
His soul to God his refuge flies,
And leaves his fears behind.
4 In times of general distress,
Some beams of light shall shine,
To show the world his righteousness,
And give him peace divine.
5 His works of piety and love
Remain before the Lord;
Honour on earth, and joys above,
Shall be his sure reward.
PSALM CXIII. Proper Tune.
The majesty and condescension of God.
1 YE that delight to serve the Lord,
The honours of his name record,
His sacred name for ever bless :
Where'er the circling sun displays
His rising beams, or setting rays,
Let lands and seas his pow'r confess.
2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds,
Can give his vast dominion bounds,
The heav'ns are far below his height:
Let no created greatness dare
With our eternal God compare,
Arm'd with his uncreated might.
3 He bows his glorious head, to view
What the bright hosts of angels do,
And bends his care to mortal things;
His sov'reign hand exalts the poor,
He takes the needy from the door,
And makes them company for kings.
4 When childless families despair,
He sends the blessing of an heir
To rescue their expiring name:
The mother with a thankful voice
Proclaims his praises and her joys:
Let every age advance his fame.
PSALM CXIII. (L. M.)
God sovereign and gracious.
1 YE servants of th' Almighty King,
In every age his praises sing;
Where'er the sun shall rise or set,
The nations shall his praise repeat.
3 Which of the sons of Adam dare,
Or angels, with their God compare?
His glories how divinely bright,
Who dwells in uncreated light!
4 Behold his love: he stoops to view
What saints above and angels do:
And condescends yet more, to know
The mean affairs of men below.
5 From dust and cottages obscure,
His grace exalts the humble poor;
Gives them the honour of his sons,
And fits them for their heav'nly thrones.
6 [A word of his creating voice.
Can make the barren house rejoice :
Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past,
The promis'd seed is born at last.
7 With joy the mother views her son,
And tells the wonders God has done:
Faith may grow strong when sense despairs,
If nature fails, the promise bears.]
PSALM CXIV. (L. M.)
Miracles attending Israel's journey.
1 WHEN Isr'el freed from Pharaoh's hand,
Left the proud tyrant and his land,
The tribes with cheerful homage own
Their King, and Judah was his throne.
2 Across the deep their journey lay;
The deep divides to make them way:
Jordan beheld their march, and fled
With backward current to his head.
3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep,
Like lambs the little hillocks leap;
Not Sinai on her base could stand,
Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand.
4 What pow'r could make the deep divide?
Make Jordan backward roll his 'tide?
Why did ye leap, ye little hills?
And whence the fright that Sinai feels?
5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood,
Retire and know th' approaching God,
The king of Is'rel: see him here;
Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear.
6 He thunders, and all nature mourns,
The rock to standing pools he turns;
Flints spring with fountains at his word,
And fires and seas confess the Lord.
PSALM CXV. First Metre.
The true God our refuge; or, Idolatry reproved
1 NOT to ourselves, who are but dust,
Not to ourselves is glory due;
Eternal God, thou only just,
Thou only gracious, wise, and true.
2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name;
Why should a heathen's haughty tongue
Insult us, and to raise our shame
Say, "Where's the God you've serv'd so
long?"
3 The God we serve maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the skies;
Thro' all the earth his will is done,
He knows our groans, he hears our cries,
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4 But the vain idols they adore
Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ;
At best a mass of glitt'ring ore,
A silver saint, or golden god.
5 [With eyes and ears they carve their head,
Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind;
In vain are costly off'rings made,
And vows are scatter'd in the wind.
6 Their feet were never made to move,
Nor hands to save when mortals pray;
Mortals that pay them fear or love,
Seem to be blind and deaf as they.]
7 O Isr❜el, make the Lord thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest;
The Lord shall build thy ruins up,
And bless the people and the priest.
8 The dead no more can speak thy praise,
They dwell in silence and the grave;
But we shall live to sing thy grace,
And tell the world thy pow'r to save.
PSALM CXV. Second Metre.
As the New Tune of the 50th Psalm.
Popish idolatry reproved,
A Psalm for the 5th of November.
1 NOT to our names, thou only Just and
True,
Not to our worthless names is glory due:
Thy pow'r and grace, thy truth and justice
claim
Immortal honours to thy sov'reign name:
Shine thro' the earth from heav'n, thy blest
abode,
Nor let the heathens say, "And where's
your God?"
ears;
The molten image neither sees nor hears,
Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can
move,
They have no speech, nor thought, nor
pow'r, nor love;
[plaints
Yet sottish mortals make their long com-
To their deaf idols, and their moveless saints.
4 The rich have statues well adorn'd with gold;
The poor, content with gods of coarser
mould,
6 0 Britain, trust the Lord: Thy foes in vaiu
Attempt thy ruin, and oppose his reign;
Had they prevail'd, darkness had clos'd our
days,
And death and silence had forbid his praise;
But we are sav'd, and live: let songs arise,
And Britain bless the God that built the
skies.
With tools of iron carve the senseless stock,
Lopt from a free, or broken from a rock :
People and priest drive on the solemn trade,
And trust the gods that saws and hammers
made.]
Be heav'n and earth amaz'd! 'Tis hard to
say
[they :
Which is more stupid, or their gods, or
O Isr'el, trust the Lord, he hears and sees,
He knows thy sorrows, and restores thy
peace;
His worship does a thousand comforts
yield,
He is thy help, and he thy heav'nly shield.
1 I LOVE the Lord: he heard my cries,
And pity'd ev'ry groan;
Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to the throne.
2 Heav'n is thine higher court: there stands
thy throne,
And thro' the lower worlds thy will is done:
Our God fram'd all this earth these heav'ns
he spread,
[made:
But fools adore the gods their hands have
The kneeling crowd, with looks devout,
behold
Their silver saviours, and their saints of gold.
2
3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and
PSALM CXVI. First Part. (C. M.)
Recovery from sickness.
2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear,
And chas'd my griefs away;
O let my heart no more despair,
While I have breath to pray!
3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell,
And I drew near the dead;
While inward pains, and fears of hell,
Perplex'd my wakeful head.
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Thou ever good and just;
"Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave,
"Thy pow'r is all my trust."
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5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,
He bid my pains remove:
Return, my soul, to God thy rest,
For thou hast known his love.
6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,
And dry'd my falling tears;
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.
PSALM CXVI.
ver. 12, &c.
Second Part. (C.M.)
Vows made in trouble paid in the church.
WHAT shall I render to my God
For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.
Among the saints that fill thine house
My off'rings shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.
3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever-blessed God!
How dear thy servants in thy sight!
How precious is their blood!
4
How happy all thy servants are!
How great thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.
5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.
6
Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.
PSALM CXVII. (C. M.)
Praise to God from all nations.
1 O ALL ye nations praise the Lord,
Each with a diff'rent tongue:
In ev'ry language learn his word,
And let his name be sung.
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2 His mercy reigns thro' every land;
Proclaim his grace abroad;
For ever firm his truth shall stand;
Praise ye the faithful God.
PSALM CXVII.
(L. M.)
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
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PSALM CXVII. (S.M.)
1 THY name, almighty Lord,
Shall sound thro' distant lands:
Great is thy grace, and sure thy word,
Thy truth for ever stands.
Far be thine honour spread,
And long thy praise endure,
Till morning light, and ev'ning shade,
Shall be exchang'd no more.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 6-15.
First Part. (C. M.)
Deliverance from a tumult.
1 THE Lord appears my helper now,
Nor is my faith afraid
What all the sons of earth can do,
Since heav'n affords its aid.
2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,
And have my God my friend,
Than trust in men of high degree,
And on their truth depend.
3 Like bees my foes beset me round,
A large and angry swarm;
But I shall all their rage confound
By thine almighty arm.
4 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong,
In him my lips rejoice;
While his salvation is ny song,
How cheerful is my voice!
5 Like angry bees they girt me round;
When God appears they fly:
So burning thorns, with crackling sound,
Make a fierce blaze and die.
6 Joy to the saints and peace belongs;
The Lord protects their days;
Let Isr'el tune immortal songs
To his almighty grace.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 17-21.
Second Part. (C. M.)
Public praise for deliverance from death.
1 LORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry,
And rescu'd from the grave;
Now shall he live: (and none can die
If God resolve to save.)
2 Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill his daily breath
3
Thy hand, that hath chastis'd him sore,
Defends him still from death.
3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For we shall worship there,
The house where all the righteous go
Thy mercy to declare.
4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints
Our thankful voice we raise;
There we have told thee our complaints
And there we speak thy praise.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 22, 23.
Third Part. (C. M.)
Christ the foundation of his church.
1 BEHOLD the sure foundation stone
Which God in Zion lays,
To build our heav'nly hopes upon,
And his eternal praise.
2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
And saints adore the name;
They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.
3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain;
Yet on this rock the church shall rest,
And envy rage in vain.
4 What tho' the gates of hell withstood?
Yet must this building rise:
'Tis thy own work, almighty God,
And wond'rous in our eyes.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 24, 25, 26.
Fourth Part. (C. M.)
Hosanna; the Lord's-day.
1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own;
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.
2 To-day he rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumphs spread,
And all his wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to th' annointed King,
To David's holy Son!
Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes in God his Father's name.
To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise;
The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
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2 The scribe and angry priest
Reject thine only Son;
Yet on this rock shall Zion rest,
As the chief corner-stone.
3
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PSALM CXVIII. ver. 22-27. (S. M.)
An Hosanna for the Lord's-day,
SEE what a living-stone
The builders did refuse;
Yet God hath built his church thereon,
In spite of envious Jews.
The work, O Lord, is thine,
And wond'rous in our eyes:
This day declares it all divine,
This day did Jesus rise.
This is the glorious day
That our Redeemer made;
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray;
Let all the church be glad.
5 Hosanna to the King.
Of David's royal blood:
Bless him, ye saints; he comes to bring
Salvation from your God.
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118, 119.
119.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
6 We bless thine holy word,
Which all this grace displays;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our sacrifice of praise.
PSALM CXVIII. ver. 22-97. (L. M.)
The same.
1 LO! what a glorious corner-stone
The Jewish builders did refuse;
But God hath built his church thereon,
In spite of envy, and the Jews.
2 Great God, the work is all divine,
The joy and wonder of our eyes;
This is the day that proves it thine,
The day that saw our Saviour rise,
3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad :
Hosanna; let his name be biest;
A thousand honours on his head,
With peace, and light, and glory rest!
1 In God's own name he comes to bring
Salvation to our dying race:
Let the whole church address their King
With hearts of joy, and songs of praise.
PSALM CXIX. ver. 1, 2, 3.
First Part. (C. M.)
The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners.
1 BLEST are the undefil'd in heart,
Whose ways are right and clean;
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry sin.
2 Blest are the men that keep thy word,
And practise thy commands
With their whole heart they seek the Lord,
And serve thee with their hands.
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Ver. 165.
3 Great is their peace who love thy law;
How firm their souls abide !
Nor can a bold temptation draw
Their steady feet aside.
Ver. 6.
4 Then shall my heart have inward joy,
And keep my face from shame,
When all thy statutes I obey,
And honour all thy name.
Ver. 21, 118.
5 But haughty sinners God will hate,
The proud shall die accurst;
The sons of falsehood and deceit
Are trodden to the dust.
Ver. 119, 155.
6 Vile as the dross the wicked are;
And those that leave thy ways
Shall see salvation from afar,
But never taste thy grace.
PSALM CXIX. Second Part. (C. M.)
Secret devotion, and spiritual mindedness.
Ver. 147, 55.
1 To thee, before the dawning light,
My gracious God, I pray;
I meditate thy name by night,
And keep thy law by day.
Ver. 81.
2 My spirit faints to see thy grace.
Thy promise bears me up;
And while salvation long delays.
Thy word supports my hope.
Ver. 164.
3 Seven times a day I lift my hands,
And pay my thanks to thee;
Thy righteous providence demands
Repeated praise from me.
Ver. 62.
4 When midnight darkness veils the skies,
I call thy works to mind;
My thoughts in warns devotion rise,
And sweet acceptance find.
PSALM CXIX. Third Part. (C. M.)
Professions of sincerity, repentance, and
obedience.
Ver. 57, 60.
1 THOU art my portion, O my God;
Soon as I know thy way,
My heart makes haste t' obey thy word,
And suffers no delay.
Ver. 30, 14.
2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth,
And glory in my choice;
Not all the riches of the earth
Could make me so rejoice.
3 The testimonies of thy grace
I set before my eyes;
Thence I derive my daily strength
And there my comfort lies.
Ver. 59.
4 If once I wander from thy path,
I think upon my ways;
Then turn my feet to thy commands,
And trust thy pard'ning grace.
Ver. 94, 114.
5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
O save thy servant, Lord;
Thou art my shield, my hiding-place,
My hope is in thy word.
Ver. 112.
6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine,
Thy statutes to fulfil;
And thus till mortal life shall end
Would I perform thy will.
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PSALM CXXIX. Fourth Part. (C. M.)
Instruction from Scripture.
Ver. 8.
1 How shall the young secure their hearts,
And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.
Ver. 130.
2 When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God,
Ver. 105.
3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light,
That guides us all the day;
And thro' the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.'
Ver. 99, 100.
4 The men that keep thy law with care
And meditate thy word,
Grow wiser than their teachers are,
And better know the Lord.
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119.
119.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
Ver. 104, 113.
5 Thy precepts make me truly wise:
I hate the sinner's road;
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
But love thy law, my God.
Ver. 89, 90, 91.
6 [The starry heav'ns thy rule obey,
The earth maintains her place;
And these thy servants night and day
Thy skill and pow'r express:
7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord,
Have lessons more divine;
Not earth stands firmer than thy word,
Nor stars so nobly shine.]
Ver. 160, 140, 9, 116.
8 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is ev'ry page!
That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.
PSALM CXIX. Fifth Part. (C. M.)
Delight in Scripture.
Ver. 97.
1 O HOW I love thy holy law!
Tis daily my delight;
And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.
Ver. 148.
2 My waking eyes prevent the day,
To meditate thy word;
My soul with longing melts away
To hear thy gospel, Lord.
Ver. 3, 13, 54.
3 How doth thy word my heart engage!
How well employ my tongue!
And in my tiresome pilgrimage,
Yields me a heav'nly song.
Ver. 19, 103.
4 Am I a stranger, or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feast;
Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the taste.
Ver. 72, 127.
5 No treasures so enrich the mind;
Nor shall thy word be sold
For loads of silver well refin'd,
Nor heaps of choicest gold.
Ver. 28, 49, 175.
6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop,
Thy promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope,
And there I write thy praise.
PSALM CXIX. Sixth Part. (C. M.)
Holiness and comfort from the word.
Ver. 128.
1 LORD, I esteem thy judgments right,
And all thy statutes just;
Thence I maintain a constant fight
With ev'ry flatt'ring lust.
Ver. 97, 9.
Thy precepts often I survey:
I keep thy law in sight,
Thiro' all the bus'ness of the day,
To form my actions right.
Ver. 62.
3 My heart in midnight silence cries,
"How sweet thy comforts be!"
My thoughts in holy wonder rise,
And bring their thanks to thee.
Ver. 162,
4 And when my spirit drinks her fill
At some good word of thine,
Not mighty men that share the spoil
Have joys compar'd to mine.
PSALM CXIX. Seventh Part. (C. M.)
Imperfection of nature, and perfection of
scripture.
Ver. 96. Paraphrased.
1 LET all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book;
Great God, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their writings look!
2 Not the most perfect rules they gave
Could show one sin forgiv'n,
Nor lead a step beyond the grave;
But thine conduct to heav'n.
3 I've seen an end of what we call
Perfection here below;
How short the pow'rs of nature fall,
And can no farther go!
4 Yet men would fain be just with God,
By works their hands have wrought;
But thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to ev'ry thought.
5 In vain we boast perfection here,
While sin defiles our frame,
And sinks our virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the name.
6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace,
Fall far below thy word;
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
PSALM CXIX. Eighth Part. (C. M.)
The word of God is the saint's portion.
Ver. 111. Paraphrased.
1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice.
My lasting heritage;
There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice.
My warmest thoughts engage,
2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love.
And keep thy laws in sight,
While thro' thy promises I rove,
With ever fresh delight.
3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown
Where springs of life arise,
Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.
4 The best relief that mourners have,
It makes our sorrows blest;
Our fairest hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.
PSALM CXIX. Ninth Part. (C. M.)
Desire of knowledge.
Ver. 64, 68, 18.
1 THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord,
How good thy works appear!
Open mine eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.
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119.
119.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
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Ver. 73, 125.
2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand:
My service is thy due;
O make thy servant understand
The duties he must do.
Ver. 19.
3 Since I'm a stranger here below,
Let not thy path be hid;
But mark the road my feet should go,
And be my constant guide.
Ver. 26,
4 When I confess'd my wand'ring ways,
Thou heard'st my soul complain;
Grant me the teachings of thy grace,
Or I shall stray again.
Ver. 33. 34.
5 If God to me his statutes show,
And heav'nly truth impart,
His work for ever I'll pursue,
His laws shall rule my heart.
Ver, 50. 71.
6 This was my comfort when I bore
Variety of grief;
It made me learn thy word the more,
And fly to that relief.
Ver. 51.
7 [In vain the proud deride me now;
I'll ne'er forget thy law;
Nor let that blessed gospel go,
Whence all my hopes I draw.
Ver. 27, 171.
8 When I have learn'd my Father's will,
I'll teach the world his ways:
My thankful lips inspir'd with zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his praise.]
PSALM CXIX. Tenth Part. (C. M.)
Pleading the Promises.
Ver. 38, 49.
1 BEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord,
Devoted to thy fear;
Remember and confirm thy word,
For all my hopes are there.
Ver. 41, 58, 107.
2 Hast thou not writ salvation down,
And promis'd quick'ning grace?
Doth not my heart address thy throne,
And yet thy love delays.
Ver. 123, 42.
3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail;
O bear thy servant up;
Nor let the scoffing lips prevail,
Who dare reproach my hope.
Ver. 49, 74.
4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord?
Then let thy truth appear :
Saints shall rejoice in my reward,
And trust as well as fear.
PSALM CXIX. Eleventh Part. (C. M.)
Breathing after Holiness.
Ver. 5, 53.
1 O THAT the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!
Ver. 29.
2 O send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.
Ver. 37, 36.
3 From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires arise
Within this soul of mine.
Ver. 133.
4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
Ver. 176.
5 My soul hath gone too far astray;
My feet too often slip;
Yet since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.
Ver. 35.
6 Make me to walk in thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;
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Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God."
PSALM CXIX. Twelfth Part, (C. M.)
Breathing after comfort and deliverance.
Ver. 153.
1 MY God, consider my distress,
Let mercy plead my cause;
Tho' I have sinn'd against thy grace,
I can't forget thy laws.
Ver. 39, 116.
2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach,
Which I so justly fear :
Uphold my life, uphold my hopes,
Nor let my shame appear.
Ver. 122, 135.
3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me,
Nor let the proud oppress;
But make thy waiting servant see
The shinings of thy face.
Ver. 82.
4 My eyes with expectation fail;
My heart within me cries,
"When will the Lord his truth fulfil,
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And make my comforts rise?"
Ver. 132.
5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord,
And show thy grace the same
As thou art ever wont t' afford
To those that love thy name.
PSALM CXIX. Thirteenth Part. (C. M.)
Holy fear and tenderness of conscience.
Ver. 10.
1 WITH my whole heart, I've sought thy
face,
O let me never stray
From thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the sinner's way.
Ver. 11.
2 Thy word I've hid within my heart,
To keep my conscience clean,
And be an everlasting guard
From ev'ry rising sin.
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119.
119.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
Ver. 63, 53, 158.
3 I'm a companion of the saints
Who fear and love the Lord;
My sorrows rise, my nature faints,
When men transgress thy word.
Ver. 161, 163.
4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong.
My spirit stands in awe,
My soul abhors a lying tongue,
But loves thy righteous law.
Ver. 161, 120.
5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears
The threat'nings of thy word:
My flesh with holy trembling fears
The judgments of the Lord,
Ver. 166, 174.
6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait
For thy salvation still:
While thy whole law is my delight,
And I obey thy will.
PSALM CXIX. Fourteenth Part. (C. M.).
Benefit of afflictions, and support under them.
Ver. 153, 81, 82.
1 CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord,
And my deliv'rance send :
My soul for thy salvation faints,
When will my troubles end?
Ver, 71.
2 Yet I have found, 'tis good for me
To bear my Father's rod :
Afflictions make me learn thy law,
And live upon my God.
Ver. 50.
3 This is the comfort I enjoy
When new distress begins,
I read thy word, I run thy way,
And hate my former sins.
Ver. 92.
4 Had not thy word been my delight
When earthly joys were fled,
My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight,
Had sunk amongst the dead,
Ver. 75.
5 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right,
Tho' they may seem severe;
The sharpest suff'rings I endure
Flow from thy faithful care.
Ver. 67.
6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod
My feet were apt to stray;
But now I learn to keep thy word.
Nor wander from thy way.
PSALM CXIX. Fifteenth Part. (C. M.)
Holy resolutions.
Ver. 93.
1O THAT thy statutes ev'ry hour
Might dwell upon my mind!
Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And daily peace I find.
Ver. 15, 16.
2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord.
Shall be my sweet employ;
My soul shall ne'er forget thy word,
Thy word is all my joy.
Ver, 32.
3 How would I run in thy commands,
If thou my heart discharge
From sin and Satan's hateful chains,
And set my feet at large!
Ver. 13, 16.
4 My lips with courage shall declare
Thy statutes and thy name;
I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear,
Nor yield to sinful shame.
Ver. 61, 62, 70.
5 Let bands of persecutors rise
To rob me of my right,
Let pride and malice forge their lies,
Thy law is my delight.
Ver. 115.
6 Depart from me, ye wicked race,
Whose hands and hearts are ill;
I love my God, I love his ways,
And must obey his will.
PSALM CXIX. Sixteenth Part. (C. M.)
Prayer for quickening grase.
Ver. 25, 37,
1 MY soul lies cleaving to the dust;
Lord, give me life divine;
From vain desires, and ev'ry lust,
Turn off these eyes of mine.
2 I need the influence of thy grace
To speed me in thy way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.
Ver. 107.
3 When sore afflictions press me down,
I need thy quick'ning pow'rs;
Thy word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest hours.
Ver. 156, 40.
4 Are not thy mercies sov'reign still?
And thou a faithful God?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal
To run the heav'nly road?
Ver. 159, 40.
5 Does not my heart thy precepts love,
And long to see thy face?
And yet how slow my spirits move
Without enliv'ning grace!
Ver. 93.
6 Then shall I love thy gospel more,
And ne'er forget thy word,
When I have felt its quick'ning pow'r
To draw me near the Lord.
PSALM CXIX. Seventeenth Part. (L. M.)
Courage and perseverance under persecution.
Ver. 143, 28.
1 WHEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord,
All my support is from thy word:
My soul dissolves for heaviness,
Uphold me with thy strength'ning grace.
Ver. 51, 69, 110.
2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies,
They watch my feet with envious eyes,
And tempt my soul to snares and sin;
Yet thy commands I ne'er decline.
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119, 120.
121.
PSALMS OF DA VID.
Ver, 161, 78.
3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause,
They hate to see me love thy laws;
But I will trust and fear thy name,
Till pride and malice die with shame.
PSALM CXIX. Last Part. (L. M.)
Sanctified Afflictions.
Ver. 67. 59.
1 FATHER, I bless thy gentle hand;
How kind was thy chastising rod,
That forc'd my conscience to a stand,
That brought my wand'ring soul to God?
2 Foolish and vain, I went astray;
Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord,
I left my guide, and lost my way:
But now I love and keep thy word.
Ver. 71.
3 'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke,
That I might learn his statutes well.
Ver. 72.
4 The law that issues from thy mouth
Shall raise my cheerful passions more
Than all the treasures of the south,
Or western hills of golden ore.
Ver. 73.
5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy Spirit form'd my soul within ;
Teach me to know thy wond'rous name,
And guard me safe from death aud sin.
Ver. 74.
6 Then all that love and fear the Lord,
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have hoped in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice.
PSALM CXX. (C. M.)
Complaint of quarrelsome neighbours
1 THOU God of love, thou ever blest,
Pity my suff'ring state;
When wilt thou set my soul at rest
From lips that love deceit?
2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast
Among the sons of strife,
Whose never ceasing brawlings waste
My golden hours of life.
3 O might I fly to change my place,
How would I choose to dwell
In some wide lonesome wilderness,
And leave these gates of hell.
4 Peace is the blessing that I seek,
How lovely are its charms;
I am for peace; but when I speak,
They all declare for arms.
5 New passions still their souls engage,
And keep their malice strong :
What shall be done to curb thy rage,
O thou devouring tongue!
6 Should burning arrows smite thee thro',
Strict justice would approve ;
But I had rather spare my foe,
And melt his heart with love.
PSALM CXXI. (L. M.)
Divine protection.
1 UP to the hills I lift mine eyes,
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies;
Thence all her help my soul derives;
There my Almighty refuge lives.
2 He lives; the everlasting God,
That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heav'ns with all their hosts he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.
3 He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day;
He spreads the ev'ning veil, and keeps
The silent hours while Isr'el sleeps.
4 Isr'el, a name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber nor surprise,
5 No sun shall smite thy head by day,
Nor the pale moon with sickly ray
Shall blast thy couch: no baleful star
Dart his malignant fire so far.
6 Should earth and hell with malice burn,
Still thou shalt go, and still return,
Safe in the Lord; his heav'nly care
Defends thy life from ev'ry snare.
7 On thee foul spirits have no pow'r;
And in thy last departing hour
Angels, that trace the airy road,
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God.
PSALM CXXI. (C. M.)
Preservation by day and night.
1 TO heav'n I lift my waiting eyes,
There all my hopes are laid:
The Lord that built the earth and skies
Is my perpetual aid.
2 Their feet shall never slide to fall,
Whom he designs to keep;
His ear attends the softest call;
His eyes can never sleep.
3 He will sustain our weakest pow'rs
With his almighty arm,
And watch our most unguarded hours
Against surprising harm.
4 Isr'el, rejoice and rest secure,
Thy keeper is the Lord;
His wakeful eyes employ his pow'r
For thine eternal guard.
5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon,
Shall have his leave to smite;
He shields thy head from burning noon,
From blasting damps at night.
6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath,
Where thickest dangers come:
Go and return, secure from death,
Till God commands thee home.
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PSALM CXXI. As the 148th Psalm.
God our preserver.
UPWARD I lift mine eyes
From God is all my aid;
The God that built the skies,
And earth and nature made ;
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122.
123, 124.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
2
3
4
God is the tow'r
To which I fy;
His grace is nigh
In ev'ry hour.
My feet shall never slide
And fall in fatal snares,
Since God, my guard and guide,
Defends me from my fears:
Those wakeful eyes
That never sleep,
Shall Isr'el keep
When dangers rise.
No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of ev'ning air.
Shall take my health away,
If God be with me there :
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Thou art my sun,
And thou my shade,
To guard my head
By night or noon.
Hast thou not giv'n thy word
To save my soul from death?
And I can trust my Lord
To keep my mortal breath :
I'll go and come,
Nor fear to die,
Till from on high
Thou call me home.
PSALM CXXII. (C. M.)
Going to church.
1 How did my heart rejoice to hear
My friends devoutly say,
"" In Zion let us all appear,
"And keep the solemn day ""
2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God,
To shew his milder face.
3 Up to her courts with joys unknown,
The holy tribes repair;
The Son of David holds his throne,
And sits in judgment there.
4 He hears our praises and complaints;
And while his awful voice
Divides the sinners from the saints,
We tremble and rejoice.
5 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest!
With holy gifts and heav'nly grace
Be her attendants blest!
6 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
While life or breath remains :
There my best friends, my kindred dwell,
There God my Saviour reigns.
PSALM CXXII. Proper Tune.
The same.
How pleas'd and blest was
To hear the people cry,
"Come, let us seek our God to-day!"
Yes, with a cheerful zeal,
We haste to Zion's hill,
And there our vows and honours pay.
2
3
In thee our tribes appear
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
There David's greater Son
Has fix'd his royal throne,
He sits for grace and judgment there;
He bids the saint be glad,
He makes the sinner sad,
And humble souls rejoice with fear.
4 May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait
To bless the soul of ev'ry guest!
The man that seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase
A thousand blessings on him rest!
5 My tongue repeats her vows,
"Peace to this sacred house!"
For there my friends and kindred dwell;
And since my glorious God
Makes thee his blest abode,
My soul shall ever love thee well.
[Repeat the fourth stanza to complete the tune.]
PSALM CXXIII. (C. M.)
Pleading with submission.
1 O THOU whose grace and justice reign
Enthron'd above the skies,
To thee our hearts would tell their pain,
To thee we lift our eyes.
2 As servants watch their master's hand,
And fear the angry stroke;
Or maids before their mistress stand,
And wait a peaceful look;
3 So for our sins we justly feel
Thy discipline, O God;
Yet wait the gracious moment still,
Till thou remove thy rod,
4 Those that in wealth and pleasure live,
Our daily groans deride;
And thy delays of mercy give
Fresh courage to their pride.
5 Our foes insult us, but our hope
In thy compassion lies;
This thought shall bear our spirits up,
That God will not despise.
PSALM CXXIV. (L. M.)
A Song for the fifth of November.
1 HAD not the Lord, may Isr'el say,
Had not the Lord maintain'd our side,
When men, to make our lives a prey,
Rose like the swelling of the tide :
2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath,
So fiercely did the waters roll,
We had been swallow'd deep in death;
Proud waters had o'erwhelm'd our soul.
3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing,
Who just escap'd the fatal stroke:
So flies the bird with cheerful wing,
When once the fowler's snare is broke,
4 For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who broke the fowler's cursed snare,
Who sav'd us from the murd'ring sword,
And made our lives and souls his care.
Zion, thrice happy place,
Adorn'd with wond'rous grace,
And walls of strength embrace thee round; 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name,
Who form'd the earth, and built the skies ;
He that upholds that wond'rous frame,
Guards his own church with watchful eyes,
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125, 126.
126, 127.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
PSALM CXXV. (C. M.)
The saint's trial and safety.
1 UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill,
And firm as mountains be,
Firm as a rock the soul shall rest
That leans, O Lord, on thee.
2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well
Old Salem's happy ground,
3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge
To drive them near to God,
Divine compassion does allay
The fury of the rod.
4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere,
And lead them safely on
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As those eternal arms of love,
That every saint surround.
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5 But if we trace those crooked ways
That the old serpent drew,
The wrath that drove him first to hell,
Shall smite his foll'wers too.
PSALM CXXV. (S. M.)
The same.
FIRM and unmov'd are they
That rest their souls on God;
Firm as the mount where David dwelt,
Or where the ark abode.
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To the bright gates of Paradise,
Where Christ their Lord is gone.
As mountains stood to guard
The city's sacred ground,
So God and his almighty love
Embrace his saints around.
What tho' the Father's rod
Drop a chastising stroke,
Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep,
Its fury shall be broke.
Deal, gently, Lord, with those
Whose faith and pious fear,
Whose hope and love, and ev'ry grace,
Proclaim their hearts sincere,
5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage
Too long oppress the saint;
The God of Isr'el will support
His children, lest they faint.
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But if our slavish fear
Will choose the road to hell,
We must expect our portion there,
Where bolder sinners dwell.
PSALM CXXVI. (L. M.)
Surprising deliverance.
1 WHEN God restor'd our captive state,
Joy was our song, and grace our theme;
The grace beyond our hopes so great
That joy appear'd a painted dream,
2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays
Unwilling honours to thy name;
While we with pleasure shout thy praise,
With cheerful notes thy love proclaim.
3 When we review'd our dismal fears,
'Twas hard to think they'd vanish'd so!
With God we left our flowing tears,
He makes our joys like rivers flow.
PSALM CXXVI. (C. M.) 2711
The joy of a remarkable conversion.
1 WHEN God reveal'd his gracious name,
And chang'd my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great,
4 The man that in his furrow'd field
His scatter'd seed with sadness leaves,
Will shout to see the harvest yield
A welcome load of joyful sheaves.
2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess;
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace.
3 Great is the work," my neighbours cry'd
And own'd the pow'r divine;
"Great is the work," my heart reply'd,
And be the glory thine.'
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4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise.
To rivers of delight.
5 Let those that sow in sadness wait
Till the fair harvest come,
They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home,
6 Tho' seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope;
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,
For grace insures the crop.
PSALM CXXVII. (L M.)
The blessing of God on the business and com-
forts of life.
1 IF God succeed not, all the cost
And pains to build the house are lost :
If God the city will not keep,
The watchful guards as well may sleep.
2 What if you rise before the sun,
And work and toil when day is done,
Careful and sparing eat your bread,
To shun that 'poverty you dread;
3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest:
He can make rich, yet give us rest:
Children and friends are blessings too,
If God our sov'reign makes them so.
4 Happy the man to whom he sends
Obedient children, faithful friends!
How sweet our daily comforts prove,
When they are season'd with his love!
PSALM CXXVII. (C. M.)
God all in all.
1 IF God to build the house deny,
The builders work in vain;
And towns, without his wakeful eye,
An useless watch maintain.
2 Before the morning beams arise,
Your painful work renew,
And till the stars ascend the skies,
Your tiresome toil pursue.
3 Short be your sleep, and coarse your fare;
In vain, till God has blest;
But if his smiles attend your care,
You shall have food and rest.
4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends,
Shall real blessings prove,
Nor all the earthly joys he sends,
If sent without his love.
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PSALM CXXVIII. (C. M
Family Blessings.
1 O HAPPY man, whose soul is fiil'd
With zeal and rev'rend awe!
His lips to God their honours yield,
His life adorns the law.
2 A careful Providence shall stand,
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labours of thy hand
Its kindly blessings shed.
3 [Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine;
Thy children round thy board,
Each like a plant of honour shine,
And learn to fear the Lord.]
4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
5 This is the man whose happy eyes
Shall see his house increase,
Shall see the sinking church arise,
Then leave the world in peace.
PSALM CXXIX. (C. M.)
Persecutors punished.
1
UP from my youth, may Isr'el say,
Have I been nurs'd in tears;
My griefs were constant as the day,
And tedious as the years.
2 Up from my youth I bore the rage
Of all the sons of strife;
Oft they assail'd my riper age,
But not destroy'd my life.
3 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh
With furrows long and deep,
Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh
Nor let my sorrows sleep.
4 The Lord grew angry on his throne,
And with impartial eye
Measur'd the mischiefs they had done,
Then let his arrows fly.
5 How was their insolence surpris'd
To hear his thunders roll!
And all the foes of Zion seiz'd
With horror to the soul.
6 Thus shall the men that hate the saints
Be blasted from the sky:
Their glory fades, their courage faints,
And all their projects die.
7 [What tho' they flourish tall and fair,
They have no root beneath;
Their growth shall perish in despair,
And lie despis'd in death.]
8 [So corn that on the house-top stand
No hope of harvest gives;
The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands,
Nor binder fold the sheaves.
9 It springs and withers on the place;
No traveller bestows
A word of blessing on the grass,
Nor minds it as he goes.]
PSALM CXXX. (C. M.)
Pardoning grace.
1 OUT of the deeps of long distress,
The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God! should thy severer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand.
3 But there are pardons with my God
For crimes of high degree;
Thy Son has bought them with his blood,
To draw us near to thee.
4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord,
With strong desires I wait;
My soul, invited by thy word,
Stands watching at thy gate.]
5 [Just as the guards that keep the night
Long for the morning skies,
Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes;
6 So waits my soul to seek thy grace,
And more intent than they,
Meets the first op'nings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day.]
7 [Then in the Lord let Isr'el trust,
Let Isr'el seek his face;
The Lord is good as well as just,
And plenteous is his grace.
8 There's full redemption at his throne,
For sinners long enslav'd;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Isr'el shall be sav'd.]
PSALM CXXX. (L. M.)
The same.
1 FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts,
To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries;
If thou severely mark our faults,
No flesh can stand before thine eyes.
2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace,
Free to dispense thy pardons there,
That sinners may approach thy face,
And hope and love, as well as fear.
3 As the benighted pilgrims wait,
And long, and wish for breaking day,
So waits my soul before thy gate;
When will my God his face display?
4 My trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall I trust thy word in vain;
Let mourning souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.
5 Great is his love, and large his grace,
Thro' the redemption of his Son:
He turns our feet from sinful ways,
And pardons what our hands have done.
PSALM CXXXI. (C. M.)
Humility and submission.
1 Is there ambition in my heart?
Search, gracious God, and see ;
Or do I act a haughty part?
Lord, I appeal to thee.
2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
And all my carriage mild;
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.
3 The patient soul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward:
Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd,
And trust a faithful Lord.
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PSALM CXXXII. ver. 5, 13-18. (L. M.);
At the settlement of a church.
1 WHERE shall we go to seek and find
An habitation for our God,
A dwelling for th' Eternal Mind,
Amongst the sons of flesh and blood?
2 The God of Jacob chose the hill
Of Zion for his ancient rest;
And Zion is his dwelling still,
His church is with his presence blest.
3 Here will I fix my gracious throne,
And reign for ever, saith the Lord;
Here shall my pow'r and love be known,
And blessings shall attend my word.
4 Here will I meet the hungry poor,
And fill their souls with living bread;
Sinners that wait before my door,
With sweet provisions shall be fed.
5 Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace,
My priests, my ministers shall shine:
Not Aaron, in his costly dress,
Made an appearance so divine.
6 The saints, unable to contain
Their inward joys, shall shout and sing;
The Son of David here shall reign;
And Zion triumph in her King.
7 [Jesus shall see a num'rous seed
Born here t' uphold his glorious name;
His crown shall flourish on his head,
While all his foes are cloth'd with shame.]
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A church established.
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sleep nor slumber to his eyes
Good David would afford,
Till he had found below the skies.
A dwelling for the Lord.
2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name,
His ark was settled there;
To Zion the whole nation came,
To worship thrice a year.
3 But we have no such lengths to go,
Nor wander far abroad;
Where'er thy saints assemble now,
There is a house for God.]
PAUSE.
4 Arise, O King of Grace, arise,
And enter to thy rest!
Lo! thy church waits, with longing eyes
Thus to be own'd and blest.
5 Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.
6 Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house,
And fill thy poor with bread.
7 Here let the Son of David reign;
Let God's Anointed shine:
Justice and truth his court maintain,
With love and pow'r divine.
8 Here let him hold a lasting throne;
And as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown,
And shame confound his foes.
1 LO! what an entertaining sight
Are brethren that agree,
Brethren, whose cheerful hearts unite
In bands of piety!
2 When streams of love from Christ the spring,
Descend to ev'ry soul,
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3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet,
On Aaron's rev'rend head,
The trickling drops perfum'd his feet,
And o'er his garments spread.
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PSALM CXXXIII. (C. M.)
Brotherly love.
4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews
That fall on Zion's hill,
Where God his mildest glory shows,
And makes his grace distil.
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And heav'nly peace, with balmy wing,
Shades and bedews the whole;
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PSALM CXXXIII. (S. M.)
Communion of saints.
BLEST are the sons of peace,
Whose hearts and hopes are one:
Whose kind designs to serve and please
Thro' all their actions run.
Blest is the pious house
Where zeal and friendship meet,
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows,
Make their communion sweet.
Thus when on Aaron's head
They pour'd the rich perfume,
The oil thro' all his raiment spread,
And pleasure fill'd the room.
Thus on the heav'nly hills
The saints are blest above,
Where joy like morning dew distils,
And all the air is love.
PSALM CXXXIII. As the 122d Psalm.
The blessings of friendship.
How pleasant 'tis to see
Kindred and friends agree,
Each in their proper station move
And each fulfil their part,
With sympathizing heart,
In all the cares of life and love!
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'Tis like the ointment shed
On Aaron's sacred head,
Divinely rich, divinely sweet;
The oil, thro' all the room,
Diffus'd a choice perfume,
Ran thro' his robes, and blest his feet.
3 Like fruitful show'rs of rain,
That water all the plain,
Descending from the neighb'ring hills;
Such streams of pleasure roll
Thro' every friendly soul,
Where love like heav'nly dew distils.
[Repeat the first stanza to complete the tune.)
PSALM CXXXIV. (C. M.)
Daily and nightly devotion.
1 YE that obey th' immortal King,
Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of his pow'r,
And bless his wond'rous grace.
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2 Lift up your hands by morning light,
And send your souls on high;
Raise your admiring thoughts by night,
Above the starry sky.
3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts
With rays of quick'ning grace;
The God that spreads the heav'ns abroad,
And rules the swelling seas.
PSALM CXXXV. ver. 1-4, 14, 19-21.
First Part. (L. M.)
The church is God's house and care.
1 PRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name,
While in his holy courts ye wait;
Ye saints, that to his house belong,
Or stand attending at his gate,
2 Praise ye the Lord; the Lord is good
To praise his name is sweet employ ;
Isr'e he chose of old, and still
His church is his peculiar joy.
3 The Lord himself shall judge his saints;
He treats his servants as his friends;
And when he hears their sore complaints,
Repents the sorrows that he sends.
4 Thro' every age the Lord declares
His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod :
He gives his suff'ring servants rest,
And will be known th' Almighty God.
5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love,
People and priest exalt his name:
Amongst his saints he ever dwells;
His church is his Jerusalem.
PSALM CXXXV. ver. 5-12.
Second Part. (L. M.)
The works of creation, providence, redemption
of Israel, and destruction of enemies.
1 GREAT is the Lord, exalted high
Above all pow'rз and ev'ry throne:
Whate'er he please in earth or sea,
Or heav'n, or hell, his hand hath done.
2 At his command the vapours rise,
The lightnings flash, the thunders roar :
He pours the rain, he brings the wind,
And tempest from his airy store.
3 'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent,
O Egypt! thro' thy stubborn land;
When all thy first-born beasts and men
Fell dead by his avenging hand.
4 What mighty nations, mighty kings,
He slew, and their whole country gave
To Isr'el, whom his hand redeem'd,
No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave!
5 His pow'r the same, the same his grace,
That saves us from the hosts of hell;
And heav'n he gives us to possess,
Whence those apostate angels fell.
2 Great is the Lord; and works unknown
Are his divine employ ;
But still his saints are near his throne,
His treasure and his joy.
PSALM CXXXV. (C. M.)
Praise due to God, not to idols.
1 AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King,
Your sweetest passions raise ;
Your pious pleasure while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.
3 Heav'n, earth and sea, confess his hand
He bids the vapours rise;
Lightning and storm at his command
Sweep through the sounding skies.
4 All pow'r that gods or kings have claim'd
Is found with him alone;
But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd
Where our Jehovah's known.
5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust
Can give them show'rs of rain?
In vain they worship glitt'ring dust,
And pray to gold in vain.
6 [Their gods have tongues that cannot talk,
Such as their makers gave:
Their feet were ne'er design'd to walk,
Nor hands have pow'r to save.
7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Nor hear when mortals pray;
Mortals that wait for their relief,
Are blind and deaf as they.]
8 O Britain, know the living God.
Serve him with faith and fear;
He makes thy churches his abode,
And claims thine honours there.
PSALM CXXXVI. (C. M.)
God's wonders of creation, providence, redemp-
tion of Israel, and salvation of his people.
1 GIVE thanks to God the sov'reign Lord,
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His mercies still endure!"
And be the king of kings ador'd;
"His truth is ever sure.'
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2 What wonders hath his wisdom done!
"How mighty is his hand!"
Heaven, earth, and sea, he fram'd alone :
"How wide is his command!"
3 The sun supplies the day with light;
"How bright his counsels shine!”
The moon and stars adorn the night;
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4 [He struck the sons of Egypt dead;
"How dreadful is his rod!"
And thence with joy his people led :
How gracious is our God!"
5 He cleft the swelling sea in two;
"His arm is great in might:"
And gave the tribes a passage thro';
"His pow'r and grace unite.
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6 But Pharaoh's army there he drown'd;
"How glorious are his ways!"
And brought his saints thro' desert ground:
"Eternal be his praise."
7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand,
"Victorious is his sword:"
While Isr'el took the promis'd land;
"And faithful is his word.]"
8 He saw the nations dead in sin;
"He felt his pity move:"
How sad the state the world was in!
"How boundless was his love!"
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9 He sent to save us from our woe;
"His goodness never fails
From death, and hell, and ev'ry foe;
"And still his grace prevails."
10 Give thanks to God the heavenly King;
"His mercies shall endure!"
Let the whole earth his praises sing;
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His truth is ever sure."
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PSALM CXXXVI. As the 148th Psalm
The same.
1 GIVE thanks to God most high,
The universal Lord;
The sov'reign King of kings:
And be his grace ador'd.
"His pow'r and grace
Are still the same;
"And let his name
"Have endless praise."
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2 How mighty is his hand!
What wonders hath he done!
He form'd the earth and seas,.
And spread the heav'ns alone.
Thy mercy, Lord,
Shall still endure;
"And ever sure
"Abides thy word."
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To crown the day with light;
The moon and twinkling stars
To cheer the darksome night.
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4 [He smote the first-born sons,
The flow'r of Egypt, dead :
And thence his chosen tribes
With joy and glory led.
"Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall still endure;
And ever sure
"Abides thy word."
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5 His pow'r and lifted rod
Cleft the Red Sea in two,
And for his people made
A wondrous passage thro'.
"His pow'r and grace
"Are still the same;
And let his name
"Have endless praise."
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6 But cruel Pharaoh there
With all his host he drown'd;
And brought his Isr'el safe;
Thro' a long desert ground.
"Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall still endure;
And ever sure
"Abides thy word."
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7 The kings of Can'an fell
Beneath his dreadful hand;
While his own servants took
Possession of their land,
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To save us from our woe,
From Satan, sin and death,
And every hurtful foe.
His pow'r and grace
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And let his name
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10 Give thanks aloud to God,
To God the heav'nly King;
And let the spacious earth
His works and glories sing.
"Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall still endure;
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Abides thy word.”
PSALM CXXXVI. Abridged. (L. M.)
The same.
1 GIVE to our God immortal praise ;
Mercy and truth are all his ways:
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat his mercies in your song.
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2 Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown.
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more
3 He built the earth, he spread the sky,
And fix'd the starry lights on high:
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat his mercies in your song.
4 He fills the sun with morning light.
He bids the moon direct the night;
His mercies ever shall endure,
When suns and moon shall shine no more.
5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand,
And brought them to the promis'd land:
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat his mercies in your song,
6 He saw the Gentiles dead iu sin,
And felt his pity work within:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When death and sin shall reign no more.
7 He sent his Son with pow'r to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave:
Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat his mercies in your song.
8 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly seat:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
PSALM CXXXVIII. (L. M.)
Restoring and preserving grace.
1 [WITH all my pow'rs of heart and tongue,
I'll praise my Maker in my_song :
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2 Angels that make thy church their care,
Shall witness my devotions there,
While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the skies.]
3 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord;
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
Not all thy works and names below,
So much thy pow'r and glory show.
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4 To God 1 cry'd when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdu'd my foes;
He did my rising fears control,
And strength diffus'd thro' all my soul,
5 The God of heav'n maintains his state.
Frowns on the proud and scorns the great ;
But from his throne descends to see
The sons of humble poverty.
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6 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.
7 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows or from sins:
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.
PSALM CXXXIX. First Part. (L. M.)
The all-seeing God.
1 LORD, thou hast search'd and seen me
thro';
Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh, with all their pow'rs.
2 My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.
3 Within thy circling pow'r I stand;
On ev'ry side I find thy hand:
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.
4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height !
My soul, with all the pow'rs I boast,
Is in the boundless prospect lost.
5 "O may these thoughts possess my breast,
"Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
"Nor let my weaker passions dare
"Consent to sin, for God is there."
PAUSE I.
6 Could I so false, so faithless prove,
To quit thy service and thy love,
Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun,
Or from thy dreadful glory run?
7 If up to heav'n I take my flight,
'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light;
Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns,
And Satan groans beneath thy chains.
8 If mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the western sea,
Thy swifter hand would first arrive,
And there arrest thy fugitive.
9 Or should I try to shun thy sight
Beneath the spreading veil of night,
One glance of thine, one piercing ray,
Would kindle darkness into day.
10"O may these thoughts possess my breast,
"Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
"Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there."
"
12 Midnight and noon in this agree,
Great God, they're both alike to thee:
Nor death can hide what God will spy,
And hell lies naked to his eye.
PAUSE II.
11 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from thy all-searching eyes:
Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon
Thro' midnight shades as blazing noon.
O may these thoughts possess my breast,
"Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
"Nor let my weaker passions dare
"Consent to sin, for God is there."
PSALM CXXXIX. Second Part. (L. M.)
The wonderful formation of man.
1 'TWAS from thy hand, my God, I came,
A work of such a curious frame;
In me thy fearful wonders shine,
And each proclaims thy skill divine.
2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey,
Which yet in dark confusion lay;
Thou saw'st the daily growth they took,
Form'd by the model of thy book.
3 By thee my growing parts were nam'd,
And what thy sov'reign counsels fram'd,
(The breathing lungs, the beating heart)
Was copy'd with unerring art.
4 At last, to show my Maker's name,
God stamp'd his image on my frame,
And in some unknown moment join'd
The finish'd members to the mind.
5 There the young seeds of thought began,
And all the passions of the man :
Great God, our infant nature pays
Immortal tribute to thy praise.
6 Lord, since in my advancing age
I've acted on life's busy stage,
Thy thoughts of love to me surmount
The pow'r of numbers to recount.
7 I could survey the ocean o'er,
And count each sand that makes the shore,
Before my swiftest thoughts could trace
The num'rous wonders of thy grace.
8 These on my heart are still impress'd,
With these I give my eyes to rest,
And at my waking hour I find
God and his love possess my mind.
PSALM CXXXIX. Third l'art. (L. M.)
Sincerity professed, and grace tried.
1 My God, what inward grief I feel
When impious men transgress thy will!
I mourn to hear their lips profane,
Take thy tremendous name in vain.
2 Does not my soul detest and hate
The sons of malice and deceit ?
Those that oppose thy laws and thee,
I count them enemies to me.
3 Lord, search my soul, try ev'ry thought:
Tho' my own heart accuse me not
Of walking in a false disguise,
I beg the trial of thine eyes.
4 Doth secret mischief lurk within?
Do I indulge some unknown sin?
O turn my feet whene'er I stray
And lead me in thy perfect way.
PSALM CXXXIX. First Part. (C. M.)
God is every where.
1 IN all my vast concerns with thee
In vain my soul would try
To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee
The notice of thine eye.
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141, 142, 143.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys
My rising and my rest,
My public walks, my private ways,
And secrets of my breast,
3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord,
Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,
He knows the sense I mean.
4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep, and high !
Where can a creature hide!
Within thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on ev'ry side.
5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from ev'ry ill,
Secur'd by sov'reign love.
PAUSE.
6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire,
Forgotten and unknown!
In hell they meet thy dreadful fire,
In heav'n thy glorious throne.
7 Should I suppress my vital breath,
To 'scape the wrath divine,
Thy voice would break the bars of death,
And make the grave resign.
8 If, wing'd with beams of morning light,
I fly beyond the west,
Thy hand, which must support my flight;
Would soon betray my rest.
9 If o'er my sins I think to draw
The curtains of the night,
Those flaming eyes that guard thy law
Would turn the shades to light.
10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour,
Are both alike to thee:
O may I ne'er provoke that pow'r
From which I cannot flee!
PSALM CXXXIX. Second Part. (C. M.);
The wisdom of God in the formation of man.
1 WHEN I with pleasing wonder stand,
And all my frame survey,
Lord, 'tis thy work; I own thy hand
Thus built my humble clay.
2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest,
Where unborn nature grew
Thy wisdom all my features trac'd,
And all my members drew.
3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd
The growth of ev'ry part;
Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had laid,
Was copied by thy art.
4 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind,
Shew me thy wond'rous skill;
But I review myself, and find
Diviner wonders still.
5 Thy awful glories round me shine,
My flesh proclaims thy praise :
Lord, to thy works of nature join
Thy miracles of grace.
PSALM CXXXIX. ver. 14, 17, 18.
Third Part. (C. M.)
The mercies of God innumerable.
An Evening Psalm.
1 LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er,
They strike me with surprise;
Not all the sands that spread the shore
To equal numbers rise.
2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands,
The product of thy skill;
And hourly blessings from thy hands
Thy thoughts of love reveal.
3 These on my heart by night I keep:
How kind, how dear to me!
O may the hour that ends my sleep,
Still find my thoughts with thee.
PSALM CXLI. ver. 2-5. (L. M.)
Watchfulness and brotherly reproof.
A Morning or Evening Psalm.
1 MY God, accept my early vows,
Like morning incense in thine house,
And let my nightly worship rise
Sweet as the ev'ning sacrifice.
2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,
From ev'ry rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread
The guilty path where sinners lead.
30 may the righteous, when I stray,
Smite and reprove my wand'ring way!
Their gentle words, like ointment shed,
Shall never bruise, but cheer my head.
4 When I behold them prest with grief.
I'll cry to heav'n for their relief,
And by my warm petitions prove
How much I prize their faithful love.
PSALM CXLII. (C. M.)
God is the hope of the helpless.
1 To God I made my sorrows known,
From God I sought relief;
In long complaints before his throne
I pour'd out all my grief,
2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes,
My heart began to break;
My God, who all my burdens knows,
He knows the way I take.
3 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye,
And found my helpers gone;
While friends and strangers pass'd me by,
Neglected or unknown.
4 Then did I raise a louder cry,
And call'd thy mercy near:
"Thou art my portion when I die,
"Be thou my refuge here."
5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low,
Now let thine car attend,
And make my foes who vex me know
I've an almighty Friend.
6 From my sad prison set me free,
Then shall I praise thy name;
And holy men shall join with me,
Thy kindness to proclaim.
PSALM CXLIII. (L. M.)
Complaint of heavy afflictions in mind and body.
1 MY righteous Judge! my gracious God!
Hear when I spread my hands abroad,
And cry for succour from thy throne,
O make thy truth and mercy known.
2 Let judgment not against me pass;
Behold thy servant pleads thy grace;
Should justice call us to thy bar,
No man alive is guiltless there.
3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see
The mighty woes that burden me ;
Down to the dust my life is brought,
Like one long bury'd and forgot.
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PSALMS OF DAVID.
4 I dwell in darkness and unseen;
My heart is desolate within;
My thoughts in musing silence trace
The ancient wonders of thy grace.
5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope,
To bear my sinking spirits up;
I stretch my hands to God again,
And thirst like parched lands for rain.
6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn
When will thy smiling face return?
Shall all my joys on earth remove,
And God for ever hide his love?
7 My God, thy long delay to save,
Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave;
My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye,
Make haste to help before I die.
8 The night is witness to my tears,
Distressing pains, distressing fears;
O might I hear thy morning voice,
How would my wearied pow'rs rejoice.
9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh,
And lift my heavy soul on high;
For thee sit waiting all the day,
And wear the tiresome hours away.
10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show
Which is the path my feet should go;
If snares and foes beset the road,
I flee to hide me near my God.
11 Teach me to do thy holy will,
And lead me to thy heav'nly hill;
Let the good Spirit of thy love
Conduct me to thy courts above.
12 Then shall my soul no more complain,
The tempter then shall rage in vain ;
And flesh, that was my foe before,
Shall never vex my spirit more.
My Saviour and my shield;
He sends his Spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.
2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care,
Instructs me to the heav'nly fight,
And guards me thro' the war.
3 A friend and helper so divine,
Doth my weak courage raise;
Ile makes the glorious vict'ry mine,
And his shall be the praise.
PSALM CXLIV. ver. 3-6.
Second Part. (C. M.)
The vanity of man, and condescension of God.
1 LORD, what is man, poor feeble man!
Born of the earth at first!
His life a shadow, light and vain,
Still hasting to the dust.
20 what is feeble dying man,
Or any of his race,
That God should make it his concern
To visit him with grace!
PSALM CXLIV. ver. 1, 2.
First Part. (C. M.)
Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare. 6 But who can speak thy wond'rous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds !
Vast and unsearchable thy ways!
Vast and immortal be thy praise!
1 FOR ever blessed be the Lord,
3 That God who darts his lightnings down,
Who shakes the worlds above,
And mountains tremble at his frown,
How wond'rous is his love!
PSALM CXLIV. ver. 12–15.
Third Part. (L. M.)
Grace above riches: or, The happy nation.
1 HAPPY the city, where their sons,
Like pillars round a palace set,
And daughters, bright as polish'd stones,
Give strength and beauty to the state.
2 Happy the country, where the sheep,
Cattle, and corn, have large increase:
Where men securely work or sleep,
Nor sons of plunder break the peace.
3 Happy the nation thus endow'd;
But more divinely blest are those
On whom the all-sufficient God,
Himself with all his grace bestows.
PSALM CXLV. (L. M.)
The greatness of God.
1 My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days:
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.
2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;
Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift, thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stubborn foe.
4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine:
Let Britain round her shores proclaim
The sound and honour of thy name.
5 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labour of their tongue.
PSALM CXLV. ver. 1-7, 11-14.
First Part. (C. M.)
The greatness of God.
1 LONG as I live I'll bless thy name,
My King, my God of love;
My work and joy shall be the same
In the bright world above.
2 Great is the Lord, his pow'r unknown,
And let his praise be great:
I'll sing the honours of thy throne,
Thy works of grace repeat.
3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;
And while my lips rejoice,,
The men that hear my sacred song
Shall join their cheerful voice.
4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,
And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations sound thy praise.
5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date
Shall thro' the world be known;
Thine arm of pow'r, thy heav'nly state,
With public splendour shown,
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146, 147.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
6 The world is manag'd by thy hands,
Thy saints are rul'd by love;
And thine eternal kingdom stands,
Tho' rocks and hills remove.
PSALM CXLV.
ver. 7, &c.
Second Part. (C. M.)
The goodness of God.
1 SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace,
My God, my heav'nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies;
Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines,
And ev'ry want supplies.
3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food,
Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat
And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassious, Lord!
How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pard'ning word,
To cheer the souls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy pow'r and praise proclaim;
But saints that taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.
PSALM CXLV. ver. 14, 17, &c.
Third Part. (C. M.)
Mercy to sufferers; or, God hearing prayer.
1 LET ev'ry tongue thy goodness speak,
Thou sov'reign Lord of all;
Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak,
And raise the poor that fall.
2 When sorrow bows the spirit down,
Or virtue lies distrest
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown,
Thou giv'st the mourners rest.
3 The Lord supports our tott'ring days,
And guides our giddy youth:
Holy and just are all his ways,
And all his words are truth.
4 He knows the pains his servants feel,
He hears his children cry,
And their best wishes to fulfil,
His grace is ever nigh.
5 His mercy never shall remove
From men of heart sincere ;
He saves the souls whose humble love
Is join'd with holy fear.
6 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay,
And pierce their hearts with pain;
But none that serve the Lord shall say,
They sought his aid in vain."]
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7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise,
And spread his fame abroad;
Let all the sons of Adam raise
The honours of their God.]
PSALM CXLVI. (L. M.)
Praise to God for his goodness and truth.
1 PRAISE ye the Lord, my heart shall join
In work so pleasant, so divine;
Now while the flesh is mine abode,
And when my soul ascends to God.
2 Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs,
While immortality endures;
3 Why should I make a man my trust?
Princes must die and turn to dust:
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r
And thoughts all vanish in an hour.
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.
4 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el's God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train;
And none shall find his promise vain.
5 His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor,
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release.
6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.
7 He loves his saints, he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns!
Praise him in everlasting strains,
PSALM CXLVI. As the 113th Psalm.
The same.
1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
2 Why should I make a man my trust;
Princes must die and turn to dust;
Vain is the help of flesh and blood:
Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r,
And thoughts all vanish in an hour:
Nor can they make their promise good.
3 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Isr'el's God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
His truth for ever stands secure;
He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,
And grants the pris'ner sweet release,
5 He loves his saints; he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell;
'Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns :
Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age,
In this exalted work engage:
Praise him in everlasting strains.
6 I'll praise him while he lends me breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.
PSALM CXLVII. First Part. (L. M.)
The divine nture, providence and grace.
1 PRAISE ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise
His nature and his works invite
To make this duty our delight.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem,
And gathers nations to his name:
His mercy melts the stubborn soul,
And makes the broken spirit whole.
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3 He form'd the stars, those heav'nly flames,
He counts their numbers, calls their names:
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd.
4 Great is our Lord, and great his might;
And all his glories infinite:
He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And treads the wicked to the dust.
PAUSE.
5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high,
Who spreads his cloud all round the sky;
There he prepares the fruitful rain,
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
6 He makes the grass the hills adorn,
And clothes the smiling fields with corn:
The beasts with food his hand supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.
7 What is the creature's skill or force,
The sprightly man, the warlike horse,
The nimble wit, the active limb ?
All are too mean delights for him.
8 But saints are lovely in his sight;
He views his children with delight:
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And looks and loves his image there.
PSALM CXLVII. Second Part. (L. M.)
Summer and winter.
A Song for Great Britain.
1 O BRITAIN, praise thy mighty God,
And make his honours known abroad;
He bade the ocean round thee flow;
Not bars of brass could guard thee so.
2 Thy children are secure and blest;
Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest;
He feeds thy sons with finest wheat,
And adds his blessing to their meat.
3 Thy changing seasons he ordains,
Thine early and thy latter rains;
His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And thus the springing corn defends.
4 With hoary frost he strews the ground;
His hail descends with clatt'ring sound';
Where is the man so vainly bold,
That dares defy his dreadful cold?
5 He bids the southern breezes blow,
The ice dissolves, the waters flow:
But he hath nobler works and ways
To call the Britons to his praise.
6 To all the Isle his laws are shown,
His gospel thro' the nation known;
He hath not thus reveal'd his word
To every land: Praise ye the Lord.
He sends his show'rs of blessing down
To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,
And corn in vallies grow.
3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,
He hears the ravens cry;
But man, who tastes his finest meat,
Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face
Of the declining year;
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wint'ry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow,
Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,
In icy fetters bound.
6 When from his dreadful stores on high
He pours the rattling hail,
The wretch that dares this God defy,
Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the snow,
The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,
And bids the spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,
Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud,
Praise ye the sov'reign Lord.
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PSALM CXLVII. ver. 7-9, 13-18. (C. M.) 5
The seasons of the year.
1 WITH songs and honours sounding loud,
Address the Lord on high:
Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud,
And waters veil the sky.
3 The shining worlds above
In glorious order stand,
Or in swift courses move
By his supreme command.
He spake the word,
And all their frame
From nothing came
To praise the Lord.
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PSALM CXLVIII. (P. M.)
Praise to God from all creatures.
YE tribes of Adam join
With heav'n, and earth, and seas,
And offer notes divine
To your Creator's praise.
Ye holy throng
Of angels bright,
In worlds of light
Begin the song.
Thou sun with dazzling rays,
And moon that rules the night,
Shine to your Maker's praise,
With stars of twinkling light:
His pow'r declare,
Ye floods on high,
And clouds that fly
In empty air.
He mov'd their mighty wheels
In unknown ages past,
And each his word fulfils
While time and nature last:
In diff'rent ways
His works proclaim
His wond'rous name,
And speak his praise.
PAUSE.
Let all the earth-born race,
And monsters of the deep,
The fish that cleave the seas,
Or in their bosom sleep,
From sea and shore
Their tribute pay,
And still display
Their Maker's pow'r.
Ye vapours, hail, and snow,
Praise ye th' Almighty Lord,
And stormy winds that blow
To execute his word:
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When lightnings shine,
Or thunders roar,
Let earth adore
His hand divine.
7 Ye mountains near the skies,
With lofty cedars there,
And trees of humbler size,
That fruit in plenty bear;
Beasts wild and tame,
Birds, flies, and worms,
In various forms
Exalt his name.
8 Ye kings and judges, fear
The Lord, the sov'reign King;
And while you rule us here,
His heav'nly honours sing:
Nor let the dream
Of pow'r and state
Make you forget
His pow'r supreme.
9 Virgins and youths engage
To sound his praise divine,
While infancy and age
Their feebler voices join:
Wide as he reigns
His name be sung,
By ev'ry tongue
In endless strains.
10 Let all the nations fear
The God that rules above;
He brings his people near,
And makes them taste his love:
While earth and sky
Attempt his praise,
His saints shall raise
His honours high.
PSALM CXLVIII. Paraphrased. (L. M.)
Universal praise to God.
1 LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord,
From distant worlds where creatures dwell:
Let heav'n begin the solemn word,
And scund it dreadful down to hell.
Note, This psalm may be sung to the tune of
the old 112th_or 127th_psalm, if these two
lines be added to every stanza, viz.
Each of his works his name displays,
But they can ne'er fulfil the praise.
Otherwise it must be sung to the usual tunes
of the Long Metre.
2 The Lord! how absolute he reigns!
Let ev'ry angel bend the knee;
Sing of his love in heav'nly strains,
And speak how fierce his terrors bé.
3 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss:
Fly thro' the world, O sun, and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
4 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill every gentler breeze of air.
5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth, and rolling sea,
In this eternal song conspire.
6 Ye flow'ry plains, proclaim his skill;
Vallies, lie low before his eye;
And let his praise from ev'ry bill
Rise tuneful to the neighb'ring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches and adore;
Praise him, ye beasts, in diff'rent strains;
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.
9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue,
When nature all around you sings?
O for a shout from old and young,
From humble swains, and lofty kings!
10 Wide as his vast dominion lies,
Make the Creator's name be known,
Loud as his thunder shout his praise,
And sound it lofty as his throne,
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8 Birds, ye must make his praise your theme,
Nature demands a song from you;
While the dumb fish that cut the stream,
Leap up, and mean his praises too.
11 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word;
O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue!
But saints who best have known the Lord
Are bound to raise the noblest song.
12 Speak of the wonders of that love
Which Gabriel plays on ev'ry chord:
From all below, and all above,
Loud hallelujabs to the Lord!
PSALM CXLVIII. (S. M.)
Universal praise.
LET ev'ry creature join
To praise th' eternal God;
Ye heav'nly hosts, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad.
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Thou sun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays;
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.
He built those worlds above,
And fix'd their wond'rous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.
Ye vapours, when ye rise,
Or fall in show'rs or snow,
Ye thunders, murm'ring round the skies,
His pow'r and glory show.
Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,
When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.
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By all his works above
His honours be exprest;
But saints that taste his saving love,
Should sing his praises best.
PAUSE I.
Let earth and ocean know
They owe their Maker praise;
Praise him ye wat'ry worlds below
And monsters of the seas.
From mountains near the sky
Let his high praise resound,
From humble shrubs and cedars high,
And vales and fields around.
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Ye lions of the wood,
And tamer beasts that graze,
Ye live upon his daily food,
And he expects your praise.
Ye birds of lofty wing,
On high his praises bear;
Or sit on flow'ry boughs, and sing
Your Maker's glory there.
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11 Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show;
And flies, in all your shining swarms,
Praise him that drest you so.
12 By all the earth-born race
His honours be exprest;
But saints that know his heav'nly grace
Should learn to praise him best.
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PAUSE II.
Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King;
Judges, adore that sov'reign hand
Whence all your honours spring.
Let vig'rous youth engage
To sound his praises high;
While growing babes, and with'ring age,
Their feebler voices try.
15 United zeal be shown,
His wond'rous fame to raise;
God is the Lord; his name alone
Deserves our endless praise.
16 Let nature join with art,
And all pronounce him blest;
But saints that dwell so near his heart,
Should sing his praises best.
PSALM CXLIX. (C. M.)
Praise God, all his saints; or, The saints
judging the world.
1 ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoice,
And let your songs be new;
Amidst the church with cheerful voice
His later wonders shew.
2 The Jews, the people of his grace,
Shall their Redeemer sing;
And Gentile nations join the praise,
While Zion owns her King.
Common Metre.
LET God the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit be ador'd,
Where there are works to make him known,
Or saints to love the Lord.
3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just,
Whom sinners treat with scorn:
The meek that lie despis'd in dust
Salvation shall adorn.
Common Metre.
Where the tune includes two stanza
1 THE God of mercy be ador'd,
Who calls our souls from death,
Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath.
2 To praise the Father and the Son,
And Spirit, all divine.
The One in Three, and Three in One,
Let saints and angels join.
4 Saints should be joyful in their King.
E'en on a dying bed;
And like the souls in glory sing,
For God shall raise the dead.
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5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues
Their hands shall wield the sword;
And vengeance shall attend their songs,
The vengeance of the Lord.
6 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends,
And bids the world appear,
Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends,
Who humbly lov'd him here.
Then shall they rule with iron rod
Nations that dar'd rebel
And join the sentence of their God
On tyrants doom'd to hell.
8 The royal sinners bound in chains
New triumphs shall afford;
Such honour for the saints remains:
Praise ye, and love the Lord.
The end of the Psalms.
PSALM CL. ver. 1, 2, 6. (C. M.)
A song of praise.
1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise,
His grace he there reveals;
To heav'n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.
2 Let all your sacred passions move,
While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love
Your highest praise exceeds.
THE CHRISTIAN DOXOLOGY.
Long Metre.
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praise, and glory giv'n,
By all on earth, and all in heav'n.
3 All that have motion, life, and breath,
Proclaim your Maker biest;
Yet when my voice expires in death,
My soul shall praise him best.
Short Metre.
YE angels round the throne,
And saints that dwell below,
Worship the Father, love the Son,
And bless the Spirit too.
As the 112th Psalm.
Now to the great and sacred Three.
The Father, Son, and Spirit be
Eternal praise and glory giv'n,
Thro' all the worlds where God is known,
By all the angels near the throne,
And all the saints in earth and heav'n.
As the 148th Psalm.
To God the Father's throne
Perpetual honours raise;
Glory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit praise:
With all our pow'rs,
Eternal King,
Thy name we sing,
While faith adores.
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INDEX
To find a Psalm suited to particular Subjects or Occasions.
Note.-In this Index I have not directed to the several parts or metres of the Psalm, lest it should breed
too great a confusion of figures. What is sought in any psalm may easily be found by turning a leaf
or two backward or forward to the distinct parts or metres.
fr you find not what word you seek in this Index, seek another of the same signification: or, seek it under
some of the more general words, such as God, Christ, Church, Saints, Psalm, Prayer, Praise, Affliction,
Grace, Deliverance, Death, &c.
A DAM, the first and second, their dominion, 8.
Afflicted, pity to them, 35, 41. and tempted sup-
ported, 55, 145, 146. their prayer, 102, 143. saints.
happy, 73, 94, 119, 14th part.
Afflictions, hope in, 13, 42, 77. support and profit,
119, 14th part. instruction by them, 94, 119, 18th
part. sanctified, 94, 119, 18th part. courage in
them, 119, 17th part. removed by prayer, 34, 107.
submission to them, 39, 123, 131. in mind aud
body, 143. trying our graces, 66, 119, 17th part.
without rejection, 89. of saints and sinners dif-
ferent, 94. gentle, 103. moderated, 126. very
great, 77, 102, 143.
Aged saints reflection and hope, 71. flourishing, 92.
Angels, guardian, 34, 91. all subject to Christ, 89,
97 praise the Lord, 103. present in churches, 138
Appeal to God against persecutors, 7. concerning our
sincerity, 139. humility and submission, 131.
Ascension of Christ, 24, 47, 68, 110.
Assistance from God, 138, 144.
Atheism, practical, 12, 14, 36. punished, 10.
Attributes of God, 36, 111, 145, 147.
Church, its beauty, 45, 48, 12. the birth-place of
saints, 87. built on Jesus Christ, 118. delight and
safety in it, 27. gathered and settled, 132. God
fights for her, 10, 20, 46. God's presence there,
84, 132. God's special delight, 87, 132. God's
garden, 92. going to it, 122. the house and care
of God, 135. composed of Jews and Gentiles, 87.
its increase, 67. prayer in distress, 80. restored by
prayer, 85, 102, 107. its safety in national desola-
tions, 46. is the safety and honour of a nation, 48.
the spouse of Christ, 45. its worship and order, 49.
Colonies planted, 107.
Authority from God, 75, 82.
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BACKSLIDING soul in distress and desertion, 25. Comfort, holiness and pardon, 4, 32, 119, 11th and
12th parts. and support in God, 16, 94. from an-
cient providences, 77, 143. of life blest, 127. and
pardon, 130.
Communion with saints, 106, 193.
Compassion of God, 103, 145, 147.
Company of saints, 16, 106.
Complaint of absence from public worship, 42. of
sickness, 6. of desertion, 13. pride, atheism, op-
pression, &c. 10, 12. of temptation, 13. general,
102. of quarrelsome neighbours, 120. of heary
afflictions in mind and body, 143.
Confession of our poverty, 16. of sio, repentance,
and pardon, 32, 38, 51, 130, 143.
Confidence in God, 18.
Conscience, tender, 119, 13th part, its guilt relieved,
32, 38, 51, 130.
restored, 51. pardoned, 78, 130.
Blessing of God on the business and comforts of
life, 127.
Blessings of a family, 128, 133. of a nation, 144, 147.
of the country, 65, 147. of a person, 1, 32, 112.
Blood of Christ cleansing from sin, 51, 69.
Book of nature and scripture, 19, 119, 4th part.
Britain's prosperity, 67. delivered from slavery, 75.
happiness, 147.
Brotherly love, 133. reproof, 141.
Business of life blest, 127.
CANAAN, Israel led to, 107.
and the church his spouse, 45. his kingdom among
Gentiles, 72, 87, 132. his love to enemies, 35, 109.
his majesty, 97, 99. his mediatorial kingdom,
89, 110. his obedience and death, 69. his personal
glories and government, 45. praised by children, 8.
priest and king, 110. his resurrection, 118. our
strength and righteousness, 71. his sufferings and
kingdom, 2, 22, 69. his sufferings for our salva-
tion, 69. his zeal and reproaches, 69.
Christian qualificatious, 15, 24. church made of
Jews and Gentiles, 87.
Care of God over his saints, 34.
Charity to the poor, 37, 41, 112. and justice, 15,
112. mixed with imprecations, 35.
Children praising God, 8. made blessings, 127, 128.
Contention complained of, 120.
Couverse with God, 63, 119, 2d part.
instructed, 34, 78.
Christ, the second Adam, 8. his all-sufficiency, 16.
his ascension, 24, 47, 68, 110, the church's foun-Conversion and joy, 126, at the ascension of Christ,
dation, 118. his coming, the signs of it, 12. his 110. of Jews and Gentiles, 87, 96, 106.
condescension and glorification, 8. covenant made Corruption of manners general, 11, 12.
with him, 89. first and second coming, or his in- Counsel and support from God, 16, 119, 6th part.
carnation, kingdom, and judgment, 96, 97, 98. to the young, 34.
the true David, 35, 89. his death and resurrection, Courage in death, 16, 17, 71. in persecution, 119,
2, 16, 22, 69, the Creator, 102. exalted to the
17th part.
kingdom, 2, 8, 21, 72, 110. our example, 109 Covenant made with Christ, 89. of grace unchange-
God and man, 89. his Godhead, 102. our hope, able, 89, 106.
4, 51. his incarnation and sacrifice, 40. the king, Creation and providence, 33, 104, 135, 136, 147, 148.
INDEX TO THE PSALMS.
Creatures, no trust in them, 33, 62, 146. vain, and | Frailty of man, 89, 90, 144.
God all-sufficient, 33. praising God, 148.
DAILY devotion, 55, 139.
Day of humiliation for disappointments in war, 60.
Death, and resurrection of Christ, 16, 69, of saints
and sinners, 17, 37, 49. and sufferings of Christ,
22, 69. deliverance from it, 31. and pride, 49.
and the resurrection, 49, 71, 89. courage in it,
16, 17, 23, 71. the effect of sin, 90.
Deceit and flattery, 112.
Glorification and condescension of Christ, 3, 45.
glory of God in our salvation, 69. and grace pro-
mised, 84, 89, 97.
Glutton, 78. and drunkard, 107.
Defence, God our, 3, 121. and salvation in God, God all in all, 127. all-seeing, 139. all-sufficient,
18, 61.
16, 33. his being, attributes, and providence, 36,
65, 111, 147. his care of saints, 7, 34. his crea-
tion and providence, 39, 104, &c. our defence and
salvation, 3, 33, 61, 115. eternal, and sovereign,
and holy, 93. eternal, and man mortal, 90, 102.
faithfulness, 89, 105, 111. glorified, and sinners
saved, 69. goodness and mercy, 103, 145. good-
ness and truth, 145, 146. governing power and
goodness, 66. great and good, 68, 144, 145, 147.
heart-searching, 139. our only hope and help, 142.
the Judge, 9, 50, 97. his majesty, 97. and conde.
scension, 113, 144. mercy and truth, 36, 89, 103,
196, 145. made mau, 8. of nature and grace, 65.
his perfections, 36, 111, 145, 147. our portion
here and hereafter, 4, 73. his power and majesty,
68, 89, 93, 96. praised by children, 8. our pre-
server, 121, 138. present in bis churches, 84. our
refuge in national troubles, 46. our shepherd, 23.
his sovereignty and goodness to man, 8, 113, 144.
our support and comfort, 94. supreme governor,
75, 82, 93. his vengeance and compassion, 68, 97.
unchangeable, 89, 111. his universal dominion,
103. his wisdom iu his works, 111, 139. worthy
of all praise, 145, 146, 150.
Good works, 15, 24, 112. profit men not God, 16.
Goodness of God, 8, 108, 111, 145, 146.
Gospel, its glory and success, 19, 45, 110. joyful
sound, 89, 98. worship and order, 48.
Government of Christ, 45. from God, 75.
Grace, its evidences, or self-examination, 26, 139.
above riches, 144. without merit, 16, 32. of
Christ, 45, 72. and providence, 33, 36, 135, 136,
147. preserving and restoring, 23, 188. truth and
protection, 57. tried by afflictions, 17, 66, 125.
and glory, 84, 97. pardoning, 130. quickening,
119, 16th part.
Delaying sinners warned, 95.
Delight and safety in the church, 27, 48, 84. in the
law of God, 119, 5th, 8th, and 13th parts. in God,
18, 42, 63, 73, 84.
Deliverance begun and perfected, 85. from despair,
18. from deep distress, 34, 40. from death, 31, 118.
from oppressiou and falsehood, 12, 56. from per-
secution, 53, 94. by prayer, 34, 40, 85, 126.
from shipwreck, 107. from slander, 31. surpris-
ing, 126. from temptation, 3, 6, 13, 18. from a
tumult, 118.
Desertion and distress of soul, 13, 25, 38, 143.
Desire of knowledge, 119, 9th part. of holiness, 19,
11th part. of comfort and deliverance, 119, 12th
part. of quickening grace, 119, 16th part.
Desolations, the church's safety in them, 46.
Despair and hope in death, 17, 49. deliverances from
it, 18, 130.
Devotion, daily, 55, 134, 139, 141. secret, 34, 119,
2d part. on a sick bed, 6, 39.
Direction and pardon, 25. and defence prayed for, 5.
and hope, 12.
Distress of soul, or backsliding and desertion, 25.
relieved, 61, 130.
Dominion of man over creatures, 8.
Doubts and fears supprest, 3, 31, 149.
Drunkard and glutton, 107.
Duty to God and man, 15, 24.
Dwelling with God, see Heaven, Church, &c.
EDUCATION, religious, 34, 78.
Egypt's plagues, 105.
Fretfulness discouraged, 37.
Friendship, its blessings, 133.
Funeral psalm, 39, 89, 90.
GENTILES given to Christ, 2, 22, 72. owning the
true God, 47, 96, 98.
End of the righteous and wicked, 1, 37.
Enemies overcome, 18. prayed for, 35, 109. de-
stroyed, 12, 48, 76.
Envy and unbelief cured, 37, 49.
Equity and wisdom of providence, 9.
Evening psalm, 4, 139, 141.
Evidences of grace, or self-examination, 26. of sin- Harvest, 65, 126, 147.
cerity, 18, 19, 139.
Fears and doubts supprest, 3, 31, 34. in the worship
of God, 89, 99. of God, 119, 13th part.
Flattery and deceit complained of, 12, 36.
Forgiveness prayed for, 38, 51
Formal worship, 50.
Guilt of conscience relieved, 32, 98, 51, 130
HAPPY saint, aud cursed sinner, 1.
Health, sickness, and recovery, 6, 30, 31. prayed for,
6, 38, 39.
Evil times, 12. neighbours, 120. magistrates, 11,
52, 82.
Heart known to God, 139.
Exaltation of Christ to the kingdom, 2, 21, 22, 69,
72, 110.
Example of Christ, 109.
Hearing of prayer and salvation, 4, 10, 66, 102.
Heaven of separate souls and resurrection, 17. the
saint's dwelling place, 24. longing for, 90.
Holiness, pardon, and comfort, 4. desired, 119, 11th
part. professed, 119, 3d part, 139.
Examination, or evidences of grace, 26, 139
Exhortations to peace and holiness, 34.
FAITH and prayer of persecuted saints, 35. in the
blood of Christ, 32, 51. in divine grace and power,
62, 130.
Faithfulness of God, 89, 105, 111, 145, 146. of man,
15, 141.
Hope in darkness, 13, 77, 143. of resurrection, 16,
71. and despair in death, 17, 49. and prayer, 27.
for victory, 20. and direction, 42. in afflictions,
42, 143.
Hosanna of the children, 8. for the Lord's day, 118.
Humiliation day, 10, 60.
Falsehood, blasphemy, &c. 12, 56.
Family government, 101. love and worship, 133. Humility and submission, 131, 139.
blessings, 128.
Hypocrites aud hypocrisy, 12, 50.
IDOLATRY reproved, 16, 115, 135.
Immutability of God and his covenant, 89, 111.
Incarnation, 96, 97, 98. and sacrifice of Christ, 40.
Industry without God's blessing vaiu, 127.
Infants, 139.
INDEX TO THE PSALMS.
Instruction from God, 25. from scripture, 119, 4th
and 7th parts, in piety, 34.
Instructive afflictions, 94.
Intemperance punished, 78. and pardoned, 107.
Israel saved from the Assyrians, 76. saved from
Egypt, and brought to Canaan, 77, 105, 107, 135,
136. rebellion and punishment, 78. punished and
pardoned, 106, 107. travels in the wilderness,
107, 114.
Joy of conversion, 126.
Judgment and mercy, 9, 68. day, 1, 26, 50, 97, 98,
149. seat of God, 9.
Justice of providence, 9. and truth towards men, 15.
Justification, free, 32, 130.
Perseverance, 138. in trials, 119, 17th part.
Personal glories of Christ, 45.
Pestilence, preservation in it, 91.
Piety, instructions therein, 34.
Piety to the afflicted, 41.
Pleading without repining, 39, 123. the promises,
119, 10th part.
Poor, charity to the, 15, 37, 41, 112.
Portion of saints and sinners, 11, 17, 37.
Poverty confessed, 16.
Life and riches, their vanity, 49. short and feeble, Power and majesty of God, 68, 89, 145.
89, 90, 144.
Practical atheism, 14, 36.
Longing after God, 42, 53.
Lord's-Day psalm, 92, 118. morning, 5, 19, 63.
Love of God to the righteous, and hatred to the
wicked, 1, 11. to our neighbour, 15. of Christ to
sinners, 35. of God better than life, 63. of God
unchangeable, 89, 106. to enemies, 35, 109. bro-
therly, 133. and worship in a family, 133.
Luxury punished, 78. and pardoned, 107.
MAGISTRATES warned, 58, 82. qualifications of,
101. authority from God, 75.
Majesty of God, 68, 97.
Man, his vanity as mortal, 39, 89, 90, 144. domi-
nion over creatures, 8. mortal, and Christ eternal,
102. wonderful formation, 199.
Marriage, mystical, 45.
Mariners' psalm, 107.
KING is the care of heaven, 21.
Knowledge desired, 19, 119, 9th part.
LAW of God, delight in it, 119, 5th part.
Liberality rewarded, 41, 112.
Master of a family, 101.
Meditation, 1, 63, 119, 5th and 6th parts.
Melancholy reproved, 42. and hope, 77. removed, 126,
Mercies, common and special, 61, 103. spiritual and
temporal, 103. innumerable, 139. everlasting, 136.
recorded, 107. and judgment, 9. and truth of God,
36, 89, 103, 136, 145, 146.
Merit disclaimed, 16.
Miracles in the wilderness, 114.
Morning psalm, 3, 141. of a sabbath, 5, 19, 63.
Mortality of man, 39, 49, 90. and hope, 89. and
God's eteruity, 90, 102.
NATION'S honour and safety is the church, 49.
prosperity, 67, 144. blest and punished, 107.
National deliverance, 67, 75, 76, 124, 126. desola-
Perfections of God, 111, 136, 145, 147.
Persecuted saints, their prayer and faith, 35, 44, 74,
80, 83.
tions, the church's safety and triumph in them, 46.
Nature and scripturę, 17, 119, 7th part. of man, 139.
New-England, psalm for, 107.
November the 5th, 115, 124.
OBEDIENCE, sincere, 18, 32, 139. better than sa-
crifice, 50.
Old age, death, 90. and resurrection, 71, 89.
Omnipresence, Omniscience, Omnipotence, &c. see
1
Persecution, victory over and deliverance from it, 7,
9, 10, 53, 94. courage in it, 119, 17th part.
Persecutors punished, 7, 129, 149. their folly, 14.
complained of, 35, 44, 74, 80, 83. deliverance from
them, 94.
Priesthood of Christ, 51, 110.
Profession of sincerity and repentance, &c. 119, 9d
part, 139. false, 50.
Midnight thoughts, 63, 119, 5th and 6th parts, 139. Promises, 81. and threatenings pleaded, 119, 10th
Ministers ordained, 132.
part, 2.
Prosperity dangerous, 55, 73.
Prosperous sinners cursed, 37, 49, 73, 125.
Protection, truth, and grace, 57. by day and night,121.
Providence, its wisdom and equity, 9. and creation,
33, 135, 196. and grace, 36, 147. and perfections
of God, 36. its mystery unfolded, 73. recorded,
77, 78, 107. in air, earth, and sea, 35, 65, 89, 104,
107, 147.
Praise to God from children, 8. for creation and
providence, 33, 104. to our Creator, 100. from all
creatures, 148. for eminent deliverances, 34, 118.
general, 86, 145, 150. for the gospel, 98. for
health restored, 30, 116. for hearing prayer, 66,
102. to Jesus Christ, 45. from all nations, 117.
and prayer public, 65. for protection, grace, and
truth, 57. for providence and grace, 36. for rain,
65, 147. from the saiuts, 149, 150. for temporal
blessings, 6, 147. for temptations overcome, 18.
for victory in war, 18.
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Prayer, heard, 4, 34, 65, 66. iu time of war, 20.
and hope of victory, 20. and praise public, 65.
and hope, 27. in church's distress, 80. heard, and
Zion restored, 102. and faith of persecuted saints,
35, 37, 56. and praise for deliverance, 34. for re-
pentance and pardon, &c. 38, 51.
Preserving grace, 138.
Preservation in public dangers, 46,91,112. daily,| 121.
Pride and atheism, and oppression punished, 10, 12.
and death. 49.
Prudence and zeal, 39.
Public praise for private mercies, 116, 118. for de-
liverance, 124. worship, absence from it com-
plained of, 42. worship attended on, 22. prayer
and praise, 63, 65, 84.
Punishment of sinners, 1, 11, 37. and salvation, 78,
88, 106.
God.
PARDON, holiness, and comfort, 4. of backsliding,
78. and direction, 25. and repentance prayed for, |
39. and confession, 32. of original and actual sin,
51. plontiful with God, 130.
Patience, under afflictions, S9. under persecutions,
37, 44. in darkness, 77, 130, 131.
Peace and holiness encouraged, 34. with men de- Relative duties, 15, 133.
sired, 120.
Purposes, holy, 119, 15th part..
QUALIFICATIONS of a Christian, 15, 24.
Quarrelsome neighbours, 120.
Quickening grace, 119, 16th part.
RAIN from heaven, 65, 135, 147.
Recovery from sickness, 6, 30, 116.
Rejoicing in God, 18.
Religion and justice, 15. in words and deeds, 37.
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INDEX TO THE PSALMS.
Religious education, 34, 78.
Remembrance of former deliverances, 77, 143.
Repentance, confession, and pardon, 32. and prayer
for pardon and strength, 38. and faith in the blood
of Christ, 51.
Storm and thunder, 29, 135.
Strength, repentance, and pardon prayed for, 38.
from Christ, 71. of grace, 136.
Reproach removed, 31, 37.
Resignation, 39, 123, 131.
Submission, 123, 131. to Christ, 2. to sickness, 39
Success of the gospel, 19, 110.
Resolutions, boly, 119, 15th part.
Restoring grace, 23, 138.
Sufferings and death of Christ, 22 and kingdom of
Christ, 2, 22, 69, 110.
Summer, 65. and winter, 147.
Support and counsel from God, 16. for the afflicted.
and tempted, 55. and comfort in God, 94, 119,
14th part.
Surety and sacrifice, Christ our, 40.
TEMPTATIONS overcome, 3, 18. in sickness, d.
escapes from them, 25. of the devil, 13. support
under them, 3, 55, 94.
Tender conscience, 119, 13th part.
Thanks, public, for private mercies, 116, 118.
Threatenings and promises, 81.
Thunder and storm, 29, 135, 196, 148,
Resurrection and death of Christ, 2, 16. of the saints,
16, 17, 49, 71. and death, 49,71, 59.
Reverence in worship, 89, 99.
Revolution by King William, 75.
Riches, their vanity, 49. compared with grace, 144.
Righteousness from Christ, 71.
SACRIFICE, 40,51, 69. and incarnation of Christ, 40.
Safety in public dangers, 91. and triumph of the
church in national desolations, 46. in God, 61.
Saints happy, and sinners cursed, 1, 11, 119, 1st
part. safety in evil times, 12, 46. the best com-
pany, 16, characterised, 15, 24. and sinners' por-
tion, 1, 17. dwell in heaven, 15, 24. punished and
saved, 78, 106. God's care of them, 34. reward at Times, evil, 11, 12.
last, 50, 90, 92. and sinuers' end, 1, 11, 37. pa-Tongue, governed, 34, 39.
tience, and world's hatred, 37. chastised and sin-Trial of our graces by afflictions, 66, 125. of our
ners destroyed, 94. die, but Christ lives, 102. pu-
nished and pardoned, 106, 107. conducted to hea-
ven, 106, 107. tried and preserved, 66, 125. afflic-
tious moderated, 125. judging the world, 149.
Salvation of saints, 10. and triumph, 18. and defence
in God, 61. by Christ, 69, 85.
Sanctified afflictions, 94, 119, last part.
Satan subdued, 3, 6, 13.
Scripture compared with the book of nature, 19, 119,
7th part. instruction from it, 119, 4th part. de-
light in it, 119, 5th and 18th parts. holiness and
comfort from it, 119, 6th part. variety and excel-
lency of, 119, 8th part. attended with the Spirit,
119, 9th part.
hearts, 26, 139.
Triumph for salvation, 18. and safety of the church
in national desolations, 46. at the last day, 149.
Trust in the creatures vain, 62, 146.
Truth, grace, and protection, 57, 145, 146.
Tumult, deliverance from it, 118.
Seasons of the year, 65, 104, 147.
Seaman's song, 107.
Secret devotion, 34, 119, 2d part.
Seeking God, 27, 63.
Self-examination, or evidences of grace, 26, 139.
Separate souls, heaven of, 17.
Shepherd of saints is God, 23.
Sick-bed devotion, 6, 38, 39, 116.
Sickness healed, 6, SO, 116.
Signs of Christ's coming, 12, 96, &c.
Sin of nature, 14. original and actual, coufessed and
pardoned, 51. and chastisement of saints, 78, 106.
universal, 14.
Sineerity, 19, 26, 32, 139. proved and rewarded, 18.
professed, 119, 3d part.
Siuner cursed, and saint happy, 1, 11. and saints
portion, 1, 17, 37, 50. hatred of, and saints pa-
tience, 57. destroyed, and saints chastised, 94.
Sins of tongue, 12, 34, 50.
Slander, deliverance from it, 31, 120.
Soldiers, psalm for, 18, 60.
Souls in separate state, 17, 146, 150.
Spirit given at Christ's ascension, 68. his teaching
desired, 51, 119, 9th part.
Spiritual enemies overcome, 3, 18, 144. blessings and
punishments, St. mindedness, 119, 2d part.
Spouse of Christ the King is the church, 45.
Spring of the year, 65. and summer, 65, 104. and
winter, 147.
VANITY of man as mortal, 39, 89, 144. of life and
riches, 49.
Veugeance of God, 68. against the enemies of the
church, 76, 149.
Victory hoped and prayed for, 20. over temptations,
6, 18, 144. over temporal enemies, 18. and deli
verance from persecution, 53.
Vineyard of God wasted, 80.
Unbelief and envy cured, 37. punished, 95.
Unchangeable God, and his covenant, 89, 111.
Vows paid in the church, 116. of holiness, 119, 15th
part.
WAITING for pardon and direction, 25. for answer
to prayer, 85, 130, 14S.
War, prayer in time of, 20. disappointments therein,
60. victory, 18. spiritual, 18, 144.
Warnings of God to his people, 81.
Watchfulness, 19, 141. over the tongue, 39.
Weather, 65, 107, 135, 147, 148.
Wickedness of man, 14, 36, 51.
Winter and summer, 147.
Wisdom and equity of providence, 9. of God in his
works, 111.
Works of creation and providence, 104, 147, 148.
and grace, 19, 33, 111, 135, 136. good, 15, 24,112.
profit men, not God, 16.
World's hatred, and saiuts patience, 37.
Worship and order of the gospel, 48. delight in it,
84. with reverence in it, 89, 99. daily, 55, 134,141.
in a family, 133. public, 63, 84, 122, 182 ab.
sence from it, 42, 63. formal, 50.
Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat, 9.
ZEAL and prudence, 39.
Ziou, its citizens, 15.
TABLE
To find any Psalm by the first Line.
29 God in his earthly
7 God is the refuge
9 God my supporter
70 God of eternal love
God of my childh
BEHOLD the lofty 10 God of my life
Behold the love, the 19 God of my mercy
Behold the morning 10 God is the Lord
Behold the sure 60 Great God, attend
Behold thy waiting 63 Great God, how oft
Bless, O my soul 52 Great God, indulge
Blest are the sons 69 Great God, the
Blest are the souls 41 Great God, whose
Blest are the undef 61 Great is the Lord
Blest is the man for 16 Great is the Lord
Blest is the man 22 Great is the Lord
Blest is the man who 1 Great Shepherd of
Blest is the nation 17
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ALL ye that love 80 GIVE thanks to 55
Almighty Ruler 5 Give thanks to God
Amidst thy wrath 20 Give thanks to God
Among the assemb 41 Give thanks to God
Among the princes 43 Give to our God
And will the God of 41 Give to the Lord
54
71
Joy to the world
Judge me, O Lord
Judges who rule
Just are thy ways
If God succeed not
15 If God to build the
43I lift my soul to
24 I'll bless the Lord
37 I'll praise my Maker
I'll speak the
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71
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Are all the foes of
Are sinners now so
Arise, my gracious
Awake, ye saints to
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Come, children,
Come, let our
Come sound his
Consider all my
DAVID rejoic'd in
Deep in our hearts
EARLY, my God
Exalt the Lord our
FAR as thy name
Father, I bless thy
Father, I sing thy
Firm and unmov'd
Firm was my health
Fools in their heart
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HYMNS
AND
SPIRITUAL SONGS.
IN THREE BOOKS.
I. COLLECTED FROM THE SCRIPTURES.
II. COMPOSED ON DIVINE SUBJECTS.
III. PREPARED FOR THE LORD'S SUPPER.
By I. WATTS, D.D.
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And they sung a new song, saying, Thou art worthy to take the book, and to open the
seals thereof; for thou wast slain, and hast redeemed us unto God.
Rev. v. 9.
Soliti essent (i. e. Christiani) convenire, carmenque Christo quasi Deo dicere.
Plin. in Epist.
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M.DCCC.XXVII.
PREFACE.
P R E F A C E.
THE following extracts from the Doctor's preface contain the substance of his plan in the
three different parts into which the Hymns are divided,
The greatest part of them are suited to the general state of the gospel, and the most com-
mon affairs of Christians: I hope there will be very few found but what may properly be
used in a religious assembly, and not one of them but may well be adapted to some sea-
sons either of private or public worship. The most frequent tempers and changes of our
spirit, and conditions of our life, are here copied, and the breathings of our piety ex-
pressed, according to the variety of our passions, our love, our fear, our hope, our de-
sire, our sorrow, our wonder and our joy, as they are refined into devotion, and act under
the influence and conduct of the blessed Spirit; all conversing with God the Father
by the New and Living Way' of access to the throne, even the person and the media-
tion of our Lord Jesus Christ. To him also, even to the Lamb that was slain and now
lives,' I have addressed many a song! for thus doth the Holy Scripture instruct and
teach us to worship in the various patterns of Christian psalmody described in the Revela-
tion.
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The contentions and distinguishing words of sects and parties are secluded, that whole
assemblies might assist at the harmony, and different churches join in the same worship
without offence. However, where any unpleasing word is found, he that leads the
worship may substitute a better; for (blessed be God) we are not confined to the words of
any man in our public solemnities.
The Hymns are divided into Three Books. In the first part I have borrowed the sense,
and much of the form of the song, from some particular portions of Scripture, and have
paraphrased most of the doxologies in the New Testament, that contain any thing in them
peculiarly evangelical: and many parts of the Old Testament also, that have a reference
to the times of the Messiah. In these 1 expect to be often censured for a too religious observ-
ance of the words of Scripture, whereby the verse is weakened and debased, according to the
judgment of the critics: but as my whole design was to aid the devotion of Christians, so
more especially in this part: and I am satisfied I shall hereby attain two ends, viz. assist the
worship of all serious minds, to whom the expressions of Scripture are ever dear and delight-
ful; and gratify the taste and inclination of those who think nothing must be sung unto God,
but the translations of his own word.
The Second Part consists of Hymns whose form is mere human composure; but I hope
the sense and materials will always appear divine. I might have brought some text or
other, and applied it to the margin of every verse, if this method had been as useful as it
was easy. If there be any poems in the book that are capable of giving delight to persons
of a more refined taste and polite education, perhaps they may be found in this part; but
except they lay aside the humour of criticism, and enter into a devout frame, every ode here
already despairs of pleasing. I confess myself to have been too often tempted away from the
more spiritual designs I proposed, by some gay and flowery expressions that gratified the
fancy; the bright images too often prevailed above the fire of divine affection; and the light
exceeded the heat: yet, I hope, in many of them, the reader will find, that devotion dictated
the song, and the head and hand were nothing but interpreters and secretaries to the heart:
nor is the magnificence or boldness of the figures comparable to that divine licence which is
found in the eighteenth and sixty-eighth Psalms, several chapters of Job, and other poetical
parts of Scripture and in this respect I may hope to escape the reproof of those who pay a
sacred reverence to the Holy Bible.
I have prepared the Third Part only for the celebration of the Lord's Supper, that, in imi-
tation of our blessed Saviour, we might sing an hymn after we had partaken of the bread
and wine.
The hymns in Book I. distinguished by this mark *, are taken from the Doctor's Sermons.
Note. In all the longer hymus, and in some of the shorter, there are several stanzas
included in crotches, thus [] which stauzas may be left out in singing, without disturbing
the sense.
HYMNS.
BOOK I.
Collected from the Holy Scriptures.
HYMN I. (C. M.)
A new song to the Lamb that was slain.
Rev. v. 6-12.
1 BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb
Amidst his Father's throne;
Prepare new honours for his name,
And songs before unknown.
2 Let elders worship at his feet,
The church adore around,
With vials full of odours sweet,
And harps of sweeter sound.
3 Those are the prayers of the saints,
And these the hymns they raise :
Jesus is kind to our complaints,
He loves to hear our praise.
4 [Eternal Father, who shall look
Into thy secret will?
Who but the Son shall take that book
And open ev'ry seal!
5 He shall fulfil thy great decrees,
The Son deserves it well ;
Lo, in his hand the sov'reign keys
Of heav'n, and death, and hell!]
6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain
Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy remain
For ever on thy head.
7 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood,
Hast set the pris'ners free;
Hast made us kings and priests to God,
And we shall reign with thee.
8 The worlds of nature and of grace
Are put beneath thy pow'r;
Then shorten these delaying days,
And bring the promis'd hour.
HYMN II. (L. M.)
The deity and humanity of Christ. John, i, 1,
3, 14. Col. i. 16. Eph. iii. 9, 10.
1 ERE the blue heav'ns were stretch'd abroad,
From everlasting was the word;
With God he was, the Word was God,
And must divinely be ador'd.
2 By his own pow'r were all things made;
By him supported all things stand;
He is the whole creation's head,
And angels fly at his command."
3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell,
He led the host of morning stars!
(Thy generation, who can tell,
Or count the numbers of thy years?)
4 But lo, he leaves those heav'nly forms;
The Word descends and dwells in clay,
That he may hold converse with worms,
Dress'd in such feeble flesh as they.
5 Mortals with joy beheld his face,
Th' eternal Father's only Son:
How full of truth! how full of grace'
When thro' his eyes the Godhead shone!
6 Archangels leave their high abode
To learn new mysteries here, and tell
The loves of our descending God,
The glories of Immanuel..
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HYMN III. (S. M.)
The nativity of Christ. Luke i. 30, &c.
ii. 10, &c.
BEHOLD, the grace appears,
The promise is fulfill'd;
Mary, the wond'rous virgin, bears,
And Jesus is the child.
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[The Lord, the highest God,
Calls him his only Son;
He bids him rule the lands abroad,
And gives him David's throne.
O'er Jacob shall he reign
With a peculiar sway;
The nations shall his grace obtain,
His kingdom ne'er decay.]
To bring the glorious news
A heav'nly form appears;
He tells the shepherds of their joys,
And banishes their fears.
5 "Go, humble swains," said he,
"To David's city fly;
"The promis'd infant, born to-day,
Doth in a manger lie,
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"With looks and hearts serene,
"Go visit Christ your King;'
And straight a flaming troop was seen;
The shepherds heard them sing:
"Glory to God on high!
And heav'nly peace on earth
"Good-will to men, to angels joy,
At the Redeemer's birth!"
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7, 8.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
8 [In worship so divine
Let saints employ their tongues,
With the celestial host we join,
And loud repeat their songs:
"Glory to God on high!
And heav'nly peace on earth;
Good-will to men, to angels joy,
At our Redeemer's birth."]
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HYMN IV.* (L. M.)
The inward witness to christianity.
1 John, v. 10.
1 QUESTIONS and doubts be heard no more;
Let Christ and joy be all our theme;
His Spirit seals his gospel sure
To ev'ry soul that trusts in him.
2 Jesus, thy witness speaks within:
The mercy which thy words reveal
Refines the heart from sense and sin,
And stamps its own celestial seal.
3 'Tis God's inimitable hand
That moulds and forms the heart anew;
Blasphemers can no more withstand,
But bow and own thy doctrine true.
4 The guilty wretch that trusts thy blood,
Finds peace and pardon at the cross;
The sinful soul, averse to God,
Believes and loves his Maker's laws.
5 Learning and wit may cease their strife,
When miracles with glory shine;
The voice that calls the dead to life
Must be almighty, and divine.
HYMN V. (C. M.)
Submission to afflictive providences. Job, 1. 21.
1 NAKED as from the earth we came,
And crept to life at first,
We to the earth return again,
And mingle with our dust..
2 The dear delights we here enjoy,
And fondly call our own,
Are but short favours borrow'd now
To be repaid anon.
3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high,
Or sinks them in the grave;
He gives, and (blessed be his name ()
He takes but what he gave.
4 Peace, all our angry passions, then!
Let each rebellious sigh
Be silent at his sov'reign will,
And ev'ry murmur die.
5 If smiling mercy crown our lives,
Its praises shall be spread ;
And we'll adore the justice too
That strikes our comforts dead.
HYMN VI, (C. M.)
Triumph over death. Job, xix. 25–27.
1 GREAT God, I own thy sentence just,
And nature must decay:
I yield my body to the dust,
To dwell with fellow clay.
2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave,
And trample on the tombs;
My Jesus, my Redeemer lives,
My God, my Saviour comes.
3 The mighty conq'ror shall appear
High on a royal seat,
And Death, the last of all his foes,
Lie vanquish'd at his feet.
4 Tho' greedy worms devour my skin,
And gnaw my wasting flesh,
When God shall build my bones again,
He clothes them all afresh.
5 Then shall I see thy lovely face
With strong immortal eyes,
And feast upon thy unknown grace
With pleasure and surprise.
HYMN VII. (C. M.)
The invitation of the gospel; or, Spiritual food
and clothing. Isaiah, Iv. 1. &c,
1 LET ev'ry mortal ear attend,
And ev'ry heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry starving souls
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind;
3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd
A soul-reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams.
And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5 Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
6 [Ye perishing and naked poor,
Who work with mighty pain,
To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your sin ;
7 Come naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepar'd by God,
Wrought by the labours of his Son,
And dy'd in his own blood.]
8 Dear God! the treasures of thy love
Are everlasting mines,
Deep as our helpless mis'ries are,
And boundless as our sins!
9 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day;
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
HYMN VIII. (C. M.)
The safety and protection of the church.
Isaiah, xxvi. 1-6.
1 How honourable is the place.
Where we adoring stand;
Zion, the glory of the earth,
And beauty of the land!
2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend
The city where we dwell;
The walls, of strong salvation made,
Defy th' assaults of hell.
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10, 11, 12.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
3 Lift up the everlasting gates,
The doors wide open fling :
Enter, ye nations, that obey
The statutes of our King.
4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys,
And live in perfect peace,
You that have known Jehovah's name,
And ventur❜d on his grace,
5 Trust in the Lord, for ever trust,
And banish all your fears;
Strength in the Lord, Jehovah dwells
Eternal as his years.
6 [What tho' the rebels dwell on high,
His arm shall bring them low;
Low as the caverns of the grave
Their lofty heads shall bow.]
7 [On Babylon our feet shall tread
In that rejoicing hour
The ruins of her wall shall spread
A pavement for the poor.]
HYMN IX. (C. M.)
The promises of the covenant of grace.
Isa, lv. 1, 2. Zech. xiii. 1. Mich. vii. 19.
Ezek. xxxvi. 25, &c.
1 IN vain we lavish out our lives
To gather empty wind;
The choicest blessings earth can yield
Will starve a hungry mind.
2 Come and the Lord shall feed our souls
With more substantial meat;
With such as saints in glory love,
With such as angels eat.
3 Our God will ev'ry want supply,
And fill our hearts with peace;
He gives, by cov'nant and by oath,
The riches of his grace.
4 Come, and he'll cleanse our spotted souls,
And wash away our stains,
In the dear fountain that his Son
Pour'd from his dying veins.
5 [Our guilt shall vanish all away,
Tho' black as hell before;
Our sins shail sink beneath the sea,
And shall be found no more.
6 And lest pollution should o'erspread
Our inward pow'rs again,
His spirit shall bedew our souls
Like purifying rain.]
7 Our heart, that flinty stubborn thing,
That terrors cannot move,
That fears no threat'nings of his wrath,
Shall be dissolv'd by love:
8 Or he can take the flint away
That would not be refin'd,
And from the treasures of his grace
Bestow a softer mind.
9 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell,
And deep engrave his law;
And ev'ry motion of our souls
To swift obedience draw.
10 Thus will he pour salvation down,
And we shall render praise;
We the dear people of his love,
And he our God of grace.
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How sweet the tidings are!
Zion, behold thy Saviour King,
"He reigns and triumphs here."
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Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
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How happy are our ears
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
How blessed are our eyes
That see this heav'nly light!
Prophets and kings desir'd it long
But dy'd without the sight.
The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare his arm
Thro' all the earth abroad;
Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
1 THERE was an hour when Christ rejoic'd,
And spoke his joy in words of praise;
Father, I thank thee, mighty God,
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HYMN XI. (L. M.)
The humble enlightened, and carnal reason
humbled. Luke, x. 21, 22.
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HYMN X. (S. M.)
2" I thank thy sov'reign pow'r and love,
"That crowns my doctrine with success;
And makes the babes in knowledge learn
The heights, and breadths, and lengthis of
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"From men of prudence and of wit;
"The prince cf darkness blinds their eyes,
And their own pride resists the light.
Father, 'tis thus, because thy will
"Chose and ordain'd it should be so
'Tis thy delight t'abase the proud,
And lay the haughty scorner low.
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"Nor can the Son be well receiv'd,
"But where the Father makes him known."
6 Then let our souls adore our God
That deals his graces as he please;
Nor gives to mortals an account
Or of his actions, or decrees.
HYMN XII. (C. M.)
Free grace in revealing Christ.
Luke, x. 21.
1 JESUS, the man of constant grief,
A mourner all his days;
His spirit once rejoic'd aloud,
And tun'd his joy to praise.
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13, 14.
15, 16, 17.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
2" Father, I thank thy wond'rous love,
"That hath reveal'd thy Son
"To men unlearned; and to babes
Has made thy gospel known.
3 The myst'ries of redeeming grace
"Are hidden from the wise
"While pride and carnal reas'nings join
"To swell and blind their eyes.'
4 Thus doth the Lord of heav'n and earth
His great decrees fulfil,
And orders all his works of grace
By his own sov'reign will.
HYMN XIII. (L. M.)
The Son of God incarnate; or, The titles and
kingdom of Christ. Isaiah, ix. 2, 6, 7.
1 THE lands that long in darkness lay
Now have heheld a heav'nly light;
Nations that sat in death's cold shade
Are bless'd with beams divinely bright.
2 The virgin's promis'd Son is boru,
Behold th' expected Child appear;
What shall his names or titles be?
The Wonderful, the Counsellor.
3 This infant is the mighty God,
Come to be suckled and ador'd;
Th' eternal Father, Prince of Peace,
The son of David, and his Lord.
4 The government of earth and seas
Upon his shoulders shall be laid;
His wide dominions still increase,
And honours to his name be paid.
5 Jesus, the holy child, shall sit
High on his father David's throne;
Shall crush his foes beneath his feet,
And reign to ages yet unknown.
HYMN XIV. (L. M.)
The triumph of faith; or, Christ's unchange-
able love. Rom. viii. 33, &c.
1 WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn?
"Tis God that justifies their souls;
And mercy, like a mighty stream,
O'er all their sins divinely rolls.
2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell?
'Tis Christ that suffer'd in their stead;
And the salvation to fulfil,
Behold him rising from the dead.
3 He lives! he lives! and sits above,
For ever interceding there :
Who shall divide us from his love?
Or what should tempt us to despair?
4 Shall persecution, or distress,
Famine, or sword, or nakedness?
He that hath lov'd us bears us thro',
And makes us more than conq'rors too.
5 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r,
It triumphs in the dying hour;
Christ is our life, our joy, our hope,
Nor can we sink with such a prop.
6 Not all that men on earth can do,
Nor pow'rs on high, nor pow'rs below,
Shall cause his mercy to remove,
Or wean our hearts from Christ our love.
HYMN XV. (L. M.)
Our own weakness, and Christ our strength.
2 Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10.
1 LET me but hear my Saviour say,
"Strength shall be equal to thy day,"
Then I rejoice in deep distress,
Leaning on all-sufficient Grace.
2 I glory in infirmity,
That Christ's own pow'r may rest on me ;
When I am weak, then am I strong,
Grace is my shield, and Christ my song.
3 I can do all things, or can bear
All suff'rings, if my Lord be there;
Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains,
While his left hand my head sustains.
4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn,
And we attempt the work alone,
When new temptations spring and rise
We find how great our weakness is.
5 [So Samson, when his hair was lost,
Met the Philistines to his cost:
Shook his vain limbs with sad surprise,
Made feeble fight, and lost his eyes.]
HYMN XVI. (C. M.)
Hosanna to Christ.
Matt. xxi. 9. Luke xix. 38, 40.
1 HOSANNA to the royal Son
Of David's ancient line,
His natures two, his person one,
Mysterious and divine.
2 The root of David here we find,
And offspring is the same;
Eternity and time are join'd
In our Immanuel's name.
3 Bless'd he that comes to wretched men
With peaceful news from heav'n;
Hosannas of the highest strain
To Christ the Lord be giv'n.
4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take
Th' hosanna on their tongues,
Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break
Their silence into songs.
HYMN XVII. (C. M.)
Victory over death. 1 Cor. xv. 55, &c.
10 FOR an overcoming faith
To cheer my dying hours,
To triumph o'er the monster death,
And all his frightful pow'rs ?
2 Joyful with all the strength I have
My quiv'ring lips should sing,
"Where is thy boasted vict'ry, Grave?
"And where the monster's sting?"
3 If sin be pardon'd I'm secure,
Death hath no sting beside;
The law gives sin its damning pow'r,
But Christ, my ransom died.
4 Now to the God of vict'ry
Immortal thanks be paid,
Who makes us cong'rors while we die,
Thro' Christ our living head.
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18, 19, 20.
21, 22.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
HYMN XVIII. (C. M.)
Blessed are the Dead that die in the Lord.
Rev. xiv. 13.
1 HEAR what the voice from heav'n pro-
claims
For all the pious dead;
Sweet is the savour of their names,
And soft their sleeping bed.
2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd;
How kind their slumbers are!
From suff'rings and from sin releas'd,
And freed from ev'ry snare.
3 Far from this world of toil and strife,
They're present with the Lord;
The labours of their mortal life
End in a large reward.
HYMN XIX. (C. M.)
The Song of Simeon : or, Death made desirable.
Luke ii. 27, &c.
1 LORD, at thy temple we appear,
As happy Simeon came,
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And hope to meet our Saviour here;
O make our joys the same!
2 With what divine and vast delight
The good old man was fill'd,
When fondly in his wither'd arms
He clasp'd the holy child!
"Now I can leave this world," he cry'd,
"Behold thy servant dies;
"I've seen thy great salvation, Lord,
"And close my peaceful eyes.
4" This is the light prepar'd to shine
"Upon the Gentile lands:
"Thine Isr'els glory, and their hope
To break their slavish bands."
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5 [Jesus, the vision of thy face
Hath overpow'ring charms;
Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace
If Christ be in my arms.
6 Then while ye hear my heart-strings break,
How sweet my minutes roll!
A mortal paleness on my cheek,
And glory in my soul.]
HYMN XX. (C. M.)
Spiritual apparel-the robe of righteousness,
and garments of salvation. Isa. lxi. 10.
1 AWAKE, my heart, arise my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice,
In God the life of all my joys,
Aloud will I rejoice.
2 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul,
And made salvation mine;
Upon a poor polluted worm
He makes his graces shine,
3 And lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found,
He took the robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around.
4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!
These ornaments how bright they shine!
How white the garments are!
5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love,
And hope, and every grace;
But Jesus spent his life to work
The robe of righteousness.
6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd
By the great sacred Three :
In sweetest harmony of praise
Let all thy pow'rs agree.
HYMN XXI. (C. M.)
A vision of the kingdom of Christ among men.
Rev. xxi. 1-4.
1 LO, what a glorious sight appears
To our believing eyes!
The earth and sea are pass'd away,
And the old rolling skies.
2 From the third heav'n where God resides,
That holy happy place,
The New Jerusalem comes down,
Adorn'd with shining grace.
3 Attending angels shout for joy,
And the bright armies sing,
Mortals, behold the sacred seat.
"Of your descending king.
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4" The God of glory down to men
"Removes his blest abode;
Men, the dear objects of his grace,
"And he the loving God.
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5 His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
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From ev'ry weeping eye;
And pains, and groans, and griefs,
fears,
"And death itself shall die.”
6 How long, dear Saviour, Ọ how long
Shall this bright hour delay!
Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
And bring the welcome day.
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HYMN XXII.* (C. M.)
Flesh and spirit. Rom. viii. 1.
1 WHAT vain desires, and passions vain,
Attend this mortal clay !
Oft have they pierc'd my soul with pain,
And drawn my heart astray.
2 How have I wander'd from my God,
And following sin and shame
In this vile world of flesh and blood,
Defil'd my nobler frame!
3 For ever blessed be thy grace,
That form'd my soul anew,
And made it of an heav'n-born race,
Thy glory to pursue.
4 My spirit holds perpetual war,
And wrestles and complains;
But views the happy moment near
That shall dissolve its chains.
5 Cheerful in death I close my eyes,
To part with ev'ry lust,
And charge my flesh whene'er it rise
To leave them in the dust..
6 My purer spirit shall not fear
To put this body on:
Its tempting pow'rs no more are there,
Its lusts and passions gone.
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23, 24, 25.
BOOK I.
HYMNS,
26, 27.
HYMN XXIII. (L. M.)
A hopeful youth falling short of heaven.
Mark x. 21.
1 MUST all the charms of nature then
So hopeless to salvation prove?
Can hell demand, can heav'n condemn
The man whom Jesus deigns to love?
2 The man who sought the ways of truth,
Paid friends and neighbours all their due,
(A modest, sober, lovely youth)
And thought he wanted nothing now.
3 But mark the change! thus spake the Lord,
"Come, part with earth for heav'n to-day ;'
The youth, astonish'd at the word,
In silent sadness went his way.
4 Poor virtues that he boasted so,
This test unable to endure;
Let Christ, and grace, and glory go,
To make his land and money sure.
5 Ah foolish choice of treasures here!
Ah fatal love of tempting gold!
Must this base world be bought so dear?
Are life and heav'n so cheaply sold.
6 In vain the charms of nature shine,
If this vile passion govern me:
Transform my soul, O love divine,
And make me part with all for thee.
HYMN XXIV. (L. M.)
The rich sinner dying. Psalm xlix. 6, 9.
Eccl. vifiob. iii. 14, 15.
8.
1 IN vain the wealthy mortals toil,
And heap their shining dust in vain ;
Look down and scorn the humble poor,
And boast their lofty hills of gain.
2 Their golden cordials cannot ease
Their pained hearts or aching heads,
Nor fright nor bribe approaching death
From glitt'ring roofs and downy beds.
3 The ling'ring, the unwilling soul,
The dismal summons must obey,
And bid a long, a sad farewell,
To the pale lump of lifeless clay.
4 Thence they are huddled to the grave,
Where kings and slaves have equal thrones,
Their bones without distinction lie
Amongst the heap of meaner bones.
HYMN XXV. (L. M.)
A vision of the Lamb. Rev. 5. 6-9.
1 ALL mortal vanities be gone,
Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears,
Behold amidst th' eternal throne
A vision of the Lamb appears.
2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns,
Mark'd with the bloody death he bore:
Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns,
To speak his wisdom and his pow'r.
3 Lo, he receives a sealed book
From him that sits upon the throne:
Jesus, iny Lord, prevails to look
On dark decrees, and things unknown.]
4 All the assembling saints around
Fall worshipping before the lamb,
And in new songs of gospel-sound
Address their honours to his name.
5 [The joy, the shout, the harmony
Flies o'er the everlasting hills;
"Worthy art thou alone," they cry,
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To read the book, to loose the seals."]
6 Our voices join the heav'nly strain,
And with transporting pleasure sing,
"Worthy the Lamb that once was slain,
"To be our teacher and our king!"
7 His words of prophecy reveal
Eternal counsels, deep designs;
His grace and vengeance shall fulfil
The peaceful and the dreadful lines.
8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell
With thine invaluable blood;
And wretches that did once rebel
Are now made fav'rites of their God
9 Worthy for ever is the Lord,
That died for treasons not his own,
By ev'ry tongue to be ador'd,
And dwell upon his Father's throne.
HYMN XXVI. (C. M.)
Hope of heaven by the resurrection of Christ,
1 Peter i. 3-5.
1 BLESS'D be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord;
Be his abounding mercy prais'd,
His majesty ador'd.
2 When from the dead he rais'd his Son,
And call'd him to the sky,
He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die,
3 What tho' our inbred sins require
Our flesh to see the dust!
Yet as the Lord our Saviour rose,
So all his foll'wers must.
4 There's an inheritance divine
Reserv'd against that day,
'Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd,
And cannot waste away.
5 Saints by the pow'r of God are kept
Till the salvation come;
We walk by faith as strangers here,
Till Christ shall call us home.
HYMN XXVII. (C.M.)
Assurance of heaven : or, A saint prepared to
die. 2 Tim. iv. 6-8, 18.
1 [DEATH may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?
2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord,
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the sure reward.]
3 God has laid up in heav'n for me
A crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day,
Shall place it on my head.
4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed
This prize for me alone,
But all that love and long to see
Th' appearance of his Son.
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28, 29.
30, 31, 32.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe
From every ill design;
And to his heav'nly kingdom keep
This feeble soul of mine.
6 God is my everlasting aid,
And hell shall rage in vain ;
To him be highest glory paid,
And endless praise.-Amen.
HYMN XXVIII. (C. M.)
The triumph of Christ over the enemies of his
church. Isa. lxiii. 1-3, &c.
1 WHAT mighty man, or mighty god:
Comes travelling in state,
Along the Idumean road,
Away from Bozrah's gate.
2 The glory of his robes proclaim
'Tis some victorious king:
"Tis I, the just, th' Almighty One,
"That your salvation bring.
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3" Why, mighty Lord," thy saints inquire,
Why thine apparel red?
And all thy vesture stain'd like those
"Who in the winepress tread ?"
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4" I by myself have trod the press,
And crush'd my foes alone;
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"My wrath has struck the rebels dead,
My fury stamp'd them down.
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5" 'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robes
"With joyful scarlet stains;
"The triumph that my raiment wears
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Sprung from their bleeding veins..
6 "Thus shall the nations be destroy'd
"That dare insult my saints;
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I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs,
An ear for their complaints.'
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HYMN XXIX. (C. M.)
The second part: or, The ruin of Antichrist.
Jsaiah Ixiii. 4-7.
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I LIFT my banner," saith the Lord,
"Where Antichrist has stood;
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The city of my gospel foes
"Shall be a field of blood.
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2" My heart has study'd just revenge,
"And now the day appears;
"The day of my redeem'd is come,
To wipe away their tears.
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3 Quite weary is my patience grown,
"And bids my fury go:
"Swift as the lightning it shall move,
"And be as fatal too.
4 "I call for helpers but in vain :
"Then has my gospel none?
Well, mine own arin has might enough
"To crush my foes alone.
5" Slaughter and my devouring sword
"Shall walk the streets around,
"Babel shall reel beneath my stroke,
"And stagger to the ground."
6 Thy honours, O victorious king!
Thine own right hand shall raise,
While we thy awful vengeance'sing,
And our deliv'rer praise.
HYMN XXX. · (L. M.)
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Prayer for deliverance answered. Isaiah xxvi.
8-21.
1 IN thine own ways, O God of love,
We wait the visits of thy grace;
Our souls desire is to thy name,
And the remembrance of thy face.
2 My thoughts are searching, Lord, for thee,
'Mongst the black shades of lonesome night;
My earnest cries salute the skies,
Before the dawn restore the light.
3 Look how rebellious men deride
The tender patience of my God;
But they shall see thy lifted hand,
And feel the scourges of thy rod.
4 Hark! the Eternal rends the sky,
A mighty voice before him goes;
A voice of music to his friends,
But threat'ning thunder to his foes.
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5 Come, children, to your Father's arms,
Hide in the chambers of my grace.
Till the fierce storms be overblown,
And my revenging fury cease.
6 My sword shall boast its thousands slain,
And drink the blood of haughty kings,
While heav'nly peace around my flock
Stretches its soft and shady wings.
HYMN XXXI.* (C. M.)
The hidden life of a christian. Col. iii. 3.
1 O HAPPY Soul, that lives on high;
While men lie grov'ling here!
His hopes are fix'd above the sky,
And faith forbids his fear.
2 His conscience knows no secret stings,
While peace and joy combine
To form a life whose holy springs
Are hidden and divine.
3 He waits in secret on his God;
His God in secret sees :
Let earth be all in arms abroad,
He dwells in heav'nly peace.
4 His pleasures rise from things unseen.
Beyond this world and time,
Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of sinners climb.
5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne
To raise his figure here;
Content and pleas'd to live unknown,
Till Christ his life appear.
6 He looks to heav'ns eternal hill
To meet that glorious day:
But patient waits his Saviour's will
To fetch his soul away.
HYMN XXXII. (C. M.)
Strength from heaven. Isa. xl. 27-30.
1 WHENCE do your mournful thoughts.
arise?
And where's our courage fled?
Has restless sin and raging hell
Struck all our comforts dead?
2 Have we forgot th' almighty name
That form'd the earth and sea?
And can an all-creating arm
Grow weary or decay?
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33, 34.
35, 36, 37.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
2.
3 Treasures of everlasting might
In our Jehovah dwell;
He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.
4 Mere mortal pow'r shall fade and die,
And youthful vigour cease;
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.
5 The saints shall mount on eagles' wings,
And taste the promis'd bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.
HYMN XXXIII.* (L. M.)
The gospel the power of God to salvation.
Rom. i. 16. 1 Cor. i. 18, 24.
1 WHAT shall the dying sinner do
That seeks relief for all his woe?
Where shall the guilty conscience find
Ease for the torment of the mind.
2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n,
Or form our natures fit for heav'n?
Can souls all o'er defil'd with sin;
Make their own pow'rs and passions clean
3 In vain we search, in vain we try,
Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh;
'Tis there such pow'r and glory dwell
As saves rebellious souls from hell.
4 This is the pillar of our hope
That bears our fainting spirits up:
We read the grace, we trust the word,
And find salvation in the Lord.
5 Let men or angels dig the mines
Where nature's golden treasure shines,
Brought near the doctrine of the cross,
All nature's gold appears but dross.
6 Should vile blasphemers with disdain
Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain,
I'll meet the scandal and the shame,
And sing and triumph in his name.
HYMN XXXIV.
(C. M.)
None excluded from hope. Rom. i. 16.
1 Cor. i. 24.
1 JESUS, thy blessings are not few,
Nor is thy gospel weak;
Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew,
And bow th' aspiring Greek.
2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage
Doth thy salvation flow;
"Tis not confin'd to sex or age,
The lofty or the low.
3 While grace is offer'd to the prince,
The poor may take their share ;
No mortal has a just pretence
To perish in despair.
4 Be wise, ye men of strength and wit,
Nor boast your native pow'rs;
But to his sov'reign grace submit,
And glory shall be yours.
5 Come, all ye vilest sinners, come,
He'll form your souls anew:
His gospel and his heart have room
For rebels such as you.
6 His doctrine is almighty love;
There's virtue in his name
To turn the raven to a dove,
The lion to a lamb.
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HYMN XXXV.* (C. M.)
Truth, sincerity, &c. Phil. iv. 8.
1 LET those who bear the Christian name,
Their holy vows fulfil:
The saints, the foll'wers of the Lamb,
Are men of honour still.
2 True to the solemn oath they take,
Tho' to their hurt they swear;
Constant and just to all they speak,
For God and angels hear.
3 Still with their lips their hearts agree,
Nor flatt'ring words devise,
They know the God of truth can see
Thro' ev'ry false disguise.
4 They hate the appearance of a lie
In all the shapes it wears :
They live the truth; and, when they die,
Eternal life is theirs.
5 While hypocrites and liars fly
Before the Judge's frown,
His faithful friends, who fear a lie,
Receive th' immortal crown.
HYMN XXXVI.* (C. M.)
A lovely carriage.
1 O 'TIS a lovely thing to see
A man of prudent heart,
Whose thoughts and lips, and life agree
To act a useful part.
2 When envy, strife, and wars begin,
In little angry souls,
Mark how the sons of peace come in,
And quench the kindling coals.
3 Their minds are humble, mild, and meek,
Nor let their fury rise;
Nor passion moves their lips to spea
Nor pride exalts their eyes.
4 Their frame is prudence mix'd with love,
Good works fulfil their day:
They join the serpent with the dove,
But cast the sting away.
5 Such was the Saviour of mankind;
Such pleasures he pursu'd;
His flesh and blood were all refin'd,
His soul divinely good.
6 Lord, can these plants of virtue grow
In such a heart as mine?
Thy grace my nature can renew,
And make my soul like thine.
HYMN XXXVII.* (C. M.)
Zeal and fortitude.
1 Do I believe what Jesus saith,
And think the gospel true?
Lord, make me bold to own my faith
And practise virtue too.
2 Suppress my shame, subdue my fear,
Arm me with heav'nly zeal,
That I may make thy pow'r appear,
And works of praise fulfil.
3 If men shall see my virtue shine,
And spread my name abroad,
Thine is the pow'r, the praise is thine,
My Saviour and my God.
4 Thus when the saints in glory meet,
Their lips proclain thy grace;
They cast their honours at thy feet,
And own their borrow'd rays.
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38, 39.
40, 41, 42.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
PAUSE.
5 Are we the soldiers of the cross?
The foll'wers of the Lamb?
And shall we fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?
6 Now we must fight, if we would reign;
Increase our courage, Lord!
We'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.
7 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, tho' they're slain ;
They see the triumph from afar,
And shall with Jesus reign.
8 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of vict'ry through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.
HYMN XXXVIII. (L. M.)
The universal law of equity. Matt. viii, 12.
1 BLESSED Redeemer, how divine,
How righteous is this rule of thine,
"To do to all men just the same
As we expect or wish from them."
2 This golden lesson, short and plain,
Gives not the mind nor inem'ry pain;
And ev'ry conscience must approve
This universal law of love.
3 How blest would ev'ry nation be,
Thus rul'd by love and equity!
All would be friends without a foe
And form a paradise below.
4 Jesus, forgive us, that we keep
Thy sacred law of love asleep,
No more let envy, wrath, and pride,
But thy blest maxims be our guide.
HYMN XXXIX. (C. M.)
God's tender care of his church.
Isa. xlix. 13, &c.
1 Now shall my inward joys arise,
And burst into a song ;
Almighty love inspires my heart,
And pleasure tunes my tongue.
2 God on his thirsty Zion-hill
Some mercy-drops has thrown,
And solemn oaths have bound his love
To shower salvation down.
3 Why do we then indulge our fears,
Suspicions and complaints ?
Is he a God, and shall his grace
Grow weary of his saints?
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4 Can a kind woman e'er forget
The infant of her womb,
And 'mongst a thousand tender thoughts,
Iler suckling have no room.
5 Yet," saith the Lord, "should nature
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change,
"And mothers monsters prove,
"Zion still dwells upon the heart,
"Of everlasting love.
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6" Deep on the palms of both my hands
"I have engray'd her name;
My hands shall raise her ruin'd walls,
"And build her broken frame."
HYMN XL. (L. M.)
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The business and blessedness of glorified saints.
Rev. vii. 13, &c.
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WHAT happy men or angels these
That all their robes are spotless white?
2 From tort'ring racks and burning fires,
And seas of their own blood, they came;
But nobler blood has wash'd their robes,
Flowing from Christ the dying lamb.
Whence did this glorious troop arrive
At the pure realms of heav'nly light?"
3 Now they approach th' almighty throne,
With loud hosannas night and day;
Sweet anthems to the great Three One,
Measure their blest eternity..
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4 No more shall hunger pain their souls;
He bids their parching thirst be gone;
And spreads the shadow of his wings,
To screen them from the scorching sun.
5 The Lamb that fills the middle throne,
Shall shed around his milder beams,
There shall they feast on his rich love,
And drink full joys from living streams.
6 Thus shall their mighty bliss renew
Thro' the vast round of endless years,
And the soft band of sov'reign grace
Heals all their wounds, and wipes their
tears.
HYMN XLI. (C. M.)
The same; or, The martyrs glorified.
Rev. viii. 13, &c.
THESE glorious minds, how bright they
shine!
"Whence all their white array?
"How came they to the happy seats
"Of everlasting day?"
2 From tort'ring pains to endless joys
On fiery wheels they rode,
And strangely wash'd their raiment white
In Jesus' dying blood.
3 Now they approach a spotless God,
And bow before his throne ;
Their warbling harps and sacred songs
Adore the Holy One.
4 The unveil'd glories of his face
Amongst his saints reside,
While the rich treasure of his grace
Sees all their wants supply'd.
5 Termenting thirst shall leave their souls,
And hunger flee as fast;
The fruit of life's immortal tree
Shall be their sweet repast.
6 The Lamb shall lead his heav'nly flock
Where living fountains rise,
And love divine shall wipe away
The sorrows of their eyes.
HYMN XLII. (C. M.)
Divine wrath and mercy. Nahum i. 1, &c.
1 ADORE and tremble, for our G
Is a consuming fire:
His jealous eyes his wrath inflame,
And raise his vengeance higher.
2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns!
How bright his fury glows !
Vast magazines of plagues and storms
Lie treasur'd for his foes.
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44.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees,
Are forc'd into a flame,
But kindled, O how fierce they blaze!
And rend all nature's frame.
4 At his approach the mountains flee,
And seek a wat'ry grave;
The frighted sea makes haste away,
And shrinks up ev'ry wave.
5 Thro' the wide air the weighty rocks
Are swift as hailstones hurl'd:
Who dares engage his fiery rage,
That shakes the solid world?
6 Yet, mighty God, thy sov'reign grace
Sits regent on the throne,
The refuge of thy chosen race,
When wrath comes rushing down.
7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings
A fiery tempest pour,
While we beneath thy shelt'ring wings
Thy just revenge adore.
HYMN XLIII.* (L. M.)
The Christian treasure. 1 Cor. iii. 21.
1 How vast the treasure we possess?
How rich thy bounty, King of Grace'
This world is ours, and worlds to come;
Earth is our lodge, and heav'n our home.
2 All things are ours, the gifts of God;
The purchase of a Saviour's blood:
While the good Spirit shows us how
To use and to improve them too.
3 If peace and plenty crown my days,
They help me, Lord, to speak thy praise :
If bread of sorrows be my food,
Those sorrows work my lasting good.
4 I would not change my blest estate
For all the world calls good or great:
And while my faith can keep her hold,
I envy not the sinner's gold.
5 Father, I wait thy daily will:
Thou shalt divide my portion still:
Grant me on earth what seems thee best,
Till death and heav'n reveal the rest.
HYMN XLIV.* (C. M.)
The true improvement of life.
1 AND is this life prolong'd to me?
Are days and seasons giv'n?
O let me then prepare to be
A fitter heir of heav'n.
2 In vain these moments shall not pass,
These golden hours be gone :
Lord, I accept thine offer'd grace,
I bow before thy throne.
3 Now cleanse my soul from ev'ry sin,
By my Redeemer's blood:
Now let my flesh and soul begin
The honours of my God.
4 Let me no more my soul beguile
With sins deceitful toys:
Let cheerful hope increasing still
Approach to heav'nly joys.
5 My thankful lips shall loud proclaim
The wonders of thy praise,
And spread the savour of thy name
Where'er I spend my days.
6 On earth let my example shine,
And when I leave this state,
May heav'n receive this soul of mine
To bliss supremely great.
HYMN XLV. (C. M.)
The last judgment. Rev. xxi. 5-8.
1 SEE where the great incarnate God
Fills a majestic throne,
While from the skies his awful voice
Bears the last judgment down.
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"Thro' endless years the same;
I AM is my memorial still,
And my eternal naine.
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3“ Such favours as a God can give,
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My royal grace bestows;
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4 ["The saint that triumphs o'er his sins,
I'll own him for a son;
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"The whole creation shall reward
"The conquests he has won.
Ye thirsty souls, come taste the streams
"Where life and pleasure flows.]
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But bloody hands and hearts unclean,
"And all the lying race,
"The faithless and the scoffing crew,
"That spurn at offer'd grace;
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"They shall be taken from my sight,
Bound fast in iron chains,
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"And headlong plung'd into the lake
"Where fire and darkness reigns."]
7 O may I stand before the Lamb,
When earth and seas are fled!
And hear the Judge pronounce my name
With blessings on my head!
8 May I with those for ever dwell
Who here were my delight,
While sinners, banish'd down to hell,
No more offend my sight.
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HYMN XLVI.* (ЄM) X
The privileges of the living above the dead.
1 AWAKE, my zeal, awake my love,
To serve my Saviour here below,
In works which perfect saints above
And holy angels cannot do.
2 Awake, my charity, to feed
The hungry soul, and clothe the poor:
In heav'n are found no sons of need,
There all these duties are no more.
3 Subdue thy passions, O my soul!
Maintain the fight, thy work pursue,
Daily thy rising sins control,
And be thy vict'ries ever new.
4 The land of triumph lies on high,
There are no foes t' encounter there :
Lord, I would conquer till I die,
And finish all the glorious war.
5 Let every flying hour confess
I gain thy gospel fresh renown;
And when my life and labour cease,
May I possess the promis'd crown.
HYMN XLVII. (C. M.)
Death of kindred improved.
1 MUST friends and kindred drop and die?
And helpers be withdrawn?
While sorrow with a weeping eye
Counts up our comforts gone?
2 Be thou our comfort, mighty God
Our helper and our friend!
Nor leave us in this dang'rous road,
Till all our trials end.
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51, 52.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
3 O may our feet pursue the way
Our pious fathers led!
With love and holy zeal obey
The counsels of the dead.
4 Let us be wean'd from all below,
Let hope our grief expel,
While death invites our souls to go
Where our best kindred dwell.
HYMN XLVIII. (L. M.)
The Christian race. Isaiah xl. 28, &c.
1 AWAKE, our souls, away our fears,
Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone.
Awake, and run the heav'nly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
That feeds the strength of ev'ry saint.-
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3 Thee, mighty God, whose matchless pow'r
Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.
4 From thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply,
While such as trust their native strength
Shall melt away, and drop and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.
HYMN XLIX. (C. M.)
The works of Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv. 3.
1 How strong thine arm is, mighty God!
Who would not fear thy name?
Jesus, how sweet thy graces are!
Who would not love the Lamb?
2 He has done more than Moses did,
Our Prophet and our King;
From bonds of hell he freed our souls,
And taught our lips to sing.
3 In the Red-sea, by Moses' hand
Th' Egyptian host was drown'd;
But his own blood hides all our sins,
And guilt no more is found.
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4 When thro' the desert Isr'el went,
With manna they were fed;
Our Lord invites us to his flesh
And calls it living bread.
5 Moscs beheld the promis'd land,
Yet never reach'd the place;
But Christ shall bring his foll'wers home
To see his Father's face.
6 Then shall our love and joy be full,
And feel a warmer fame;
And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.
HYMN L. (C. M.)
The song of Zacharias. Luke i. 68, &c,
John i. 29, 32.
Now be the God of Isr'el bless'd,
Who makes his truth appear ;
His mighty hand fulfils his word,
And all the oaths he sware.
2 Now he bedews old David's root
With blessings from the skies:
He makes the branch of promise grow,
The promis'd horn arise.
3 [John was the prophet of the Lord,
To go before his face:
The herald which our Saviour God
Sent to prepare his ways.
4 He makes the great salvation known,
He speaks of pardon'd sins;
While grace divine and heav'nly love
In its own glory shines.
5" Behold the Lamb of God," he cries,
"That takes our guilt away
"I saw the Spirit o'er his head
"On his baptizing day.]
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7 "The heathen realms with Isr'el's land
"Shall join in sweet accord;
"And all that's born of man shall see
"The glory of the Lord.
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Be every vale exalted high,
"Sink ev'ry mountain low,
The proud must stoop, and humble souls
Shall his salvation know,
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"Ye that in darkness sit;
He marks the path that leads to peace,
"And guides our doubtful feet,'
HYMN LI. (S. M.)
Preserving grace. Jude 24, 25.
To God the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.
'Tis his almighty love,
His counsel, and his care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And ev'ry hurtful snare.
He will present our souls
Unblemish'd and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.
Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of his grace,
And make his wonders known.
To our Redeemer God
Wisdom and pow'r belongs,
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting songs.
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HYMN LII. (L. M.)
Baptism. Matt. xxviii. 19. Acts ii. 38.
1 'TWAS the commission of our Lord,
Go, teach the nations and baptize."
The nations have receiv'd the word
Since he ascended to the skies.
2 He sits upon th' eternal hills,
With grace and pardon in his hands.
And sends his cov'nant with the seals,
To bless the distant British lands.
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3 Repent, and be baptiz'd," he saith,
"For the remission of your sins:"
And thus our sense assists our faith,
And shews us what his gospel means,
4 Our souls he washes in his blood,
As water makes the body clean;
And the good Spirit from our God
Descends like purifying rain.
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53, 54, 55.
56, 57.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee,
And seal our cov'nant with the Lord :
O may the great eternal Three
In heav'n our solemn vows record!
HYMN LIII. (L. M.)
The holy scriptures. Heb. i. 1, 2. 2 Tim. iji.
15, 16. Psalm cxlvii. 19, 20,
1 GOD, who in various methods told
His mind and will to saints of old,
Sent down his Son with truth and grace,
To teach us in these latter days.
2 Our nation reads the written word,
That book of life, that sure record:
The bright inheritance of heav'n
Is by the sweet conveyance given.
3 God's kindest thoughts are here express'd,
Able to make us wise and bless'd;
The doctrines are divinely true,
Fit for reproof and comfort too.
4 Ye British isles, who read his love
In long epistles from above,
(He hath not sent his sacred word
To ev'ry land.) Praise ye the Lord.
HYMN LIV. (L. M.)
Electing grace; or, saints beloved in Christ.
Eph. i, 3. &c.
1 JESUS, we bless thy Father's name;
Thy God and ours are both the same;
What heav'nly blessings from his throne,
Flow down to sinners thro' his Son!
2" Christ be my first elect," he said:
Then chose our souls in Christ our head!
Before he gave the mountains birth,
Or laid foundations for the earth.
3 Thus did eternal love begin
To raise us up from death and sin;
Our characters were then decreed,
"Blameless in love, a boly seed."
4 Predestinated to be sons,
Born by degrees, but chose at once:
A new regenerated race
To praise the glory of his grace.
5 With Christ our Lord we share our part
In the affections of his heart;
Nor shall our souls be thence remov'd,
Till he forgets his first-belov'd.
HYMN LV. (C. M.)
Hezekiah's song; or, sickness and recovery.
Isaiah xxxviii. 9, &c.
1 WHEN we are rais'd from deep distress,
Our God deserves a song;
We take the pattern of our praise
From Hezekiah's tongue.
2 The gates of the devouring grave
Are open'd wide in vain,
If he that holds the keys of death
Commands them fast again.
3 Pains of the flesh are wont t' abuse
Our minds with slavish fears,
"Our days are past, and we shall lose
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"The remnant of our years.'
4 We chatter with a swallow's voice,
Or like a dove we mourn,
With bitterness instead of joys,
Afflicted and forlorn.
5 Jehovah speaks the healing word,
And no disease withstands;
Fevers and plagues obey the Lord,
And fly at his commands.
6 If half the strings of life should break,
He can our frame restore;
He casts our sins behind his back,
And they are found no more.
HYMN LVI. (C. M.)
The song of Moses and the Lamb; or, Babylon
falling. Rev. xv. 3. xvi. 19. xvii. 6,
1 WE sing the glories of thy love,
We sound thy dreadful name;
The Christian church unites the songs
Of Moses and the Lamb.
2 Great God, how wond'rous are thy works
Of vengeance and of grace!
Thou King of saints, Almighty Lord,
How just and true thy ways!
3 Who dares refuse to fear thy name,
Or worship at thy throne?
Thy judgments speak thine holiness
Thro' all the nations known,
4 Great Babylon, that rules the earth,
Drunk with the martyrs' blood,
Her crimes shall speedily awake
The fury of our God.
5 The cup of wrath is ready mix'd
And she must drink the dregs;
Strong is the Lord, her sov'reign Judge,
And shall fulfil the plagues.
HYMN LVII. (C. M.)
Original sin; or, The first and second Adam,
Rom. v. 12. Psalm li. 5. Job xiv. 4.
1 BACKWARD with humble shame we look
On our original;
How is our nature dash'd and broke
In our first father's fall!
2 To all that's good averse and blind,
But prone to all that's ill;
What dreadful darkness veils our mind!
How obstinate our will!
3 [Conceiv'd in sin (O wretched state;
Before we draw our breath:
The first young pulse begins to beat
Iniquity and death.
4 How strong in our degen'rate blood
The old corruption reigns,
And mingling with the crooked flood,
Wanders thro' all our veins!]
5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root
Will all the branches be;
How can we hope for living fruit
From such a deadly tree!
6 What mortal pow'r from things unclea
Can pure productions bring?
Who can command a vital stream
From an infected spring ?]
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58, 59, 60.
BOOK I.
HYMNS,
61, 62, 63.
7 Yet, mighty God, thy wond'rous love
Can make our nature clean,
While Christ and grace prevail above
The tempter, death, and sin.
8 The second Adam shall restore
The ruins of the first:
Hosanna to that sov’reign pow'r
That new creates our dust.
HYMN LVIII. (L. M.)
The devil vanquish'd; or, Michael's war with
the dragon. Rev. xii. 7.
1 LET mortal tongues attempt to sing
The wars of heav'n, when Michael stood
Chief gen'ral of th' Eternal King,
And fought the battles of our God.
2 Against the dragon and his host
The armies of the Lord prevail :
In vain they rage, in vain they boast,
'Their courage sinks, 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 shook the dreadful deeps of hell.
4 Now is the hour of darkness past,
Christ hath assum'd his reigning pow'r:
Behold the great accuser cast
Down from the skies, to rise no more.
5 'Twas by thy blood, immortal Lamb,
Thine armies trod the tempter down;
'Twas by thy word, and powerful name,
They gain'd the battle and renown.
6 Rejoice, ye heav'ns; let ev'ry star
Shine with new glories round the sky;
Saints, while ye sing the heav'nly war,
Raise your Deliv'rer's name on high.
HYMN LIX. (L. M,)
Babylon fallen. Rev. xviii. 20, 21.
1 IN Gabriel's hand a mighty stone
Lies, a fair type of Babylon :
"Prophets rejoice, and all ye saints,
"God shall avenge your long complaints!"
2 He said, and dreadful as he stood
He sunk the millstone in the flood;
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Thus terribly shall Babel fall;
Thus, and no more be found at all."
HYMN LX. (L. M.)
The Virgin Mary's song; or, The promised
Messiah born. Luke i. 46, &c.
1 OUR souls shall magnify the Lord,
In God the Saviour we rejoice ;
While we repeat the Virgin's song.
May the same spirit tune our voice.
2 [The Highest saw her low estate,
And mighty things his hand hath done;
His overshadowing pow'r and grace
Makes her the mother of his Son.
3 Let ev'ry nation call her bless'd,
And endless years prolong her fame;
But God alone must be ador'd;
Holy and reverend is his name.]
4 To those that fear and trust the Lord
His mercy stands for ever sure:
From age to age his promise lives,
And the performance is secure.
5 He spake to Abra'm and his seed,
"In thee shall all the earth be bless'd;"
The mem'ry of that ancient word
Lay long in his eternal breast.
6 But now no more shall Isr'el wait,
No more the Gentiles lie forlorn:
Lo, the desire of nations comes,
Behold the promis'd seed is born.
HYMN LXI. (L. M.)
Christ our High Priest and King, and Christ
coming to judgment. Rev. i. 5—7.
1 NOW to the Lord, that makes us know
The wonders of his dying love,
Be humble honours paid below,
And strains of nobler praise above.
2 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins,
And wash'd us in his richest blood;
"Tis he that makes us priests and kings,
And brings us rebels near to God.
3 To Jesus our atoning priest,
To Jesus our superior king,
Be everlasting pow'r confess'd,
And every tongue his glory sing.
4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes,
And ev'ry eye shall see him move;
Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him once,
Then he displays his pård'ning love.
5 The unbelieving world shall wail
While we rejoice to see the day:
Come, Lord; nor let thy promise fail,
Nor let thy chariots long delay.
HYMN LXII. (C. M.)
Christ Jesus, the Lamb of God, worshipped by
all the creation. Rev. v. 11, &c.
1 COME let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;
Ten thousand thousands are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.
2" Worthy the Lamb that dy'd," they cry,
64 To be exalted thus :"
"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
For he was slain for us.
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3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and pow'r divine;
And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.
5 The whole creation join in one
To bless the sacred namne
Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.
HYMN LXIII. (L. M)
Christ's humiliation and exaltation.
Rev. v. 12.
1 WHAT equal honours shall we bring
To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,
When all the notes that angels sing
Are far inferior to thy name!
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64, 65.
66, 67.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
2 Worthy is he that once was slain,
The Prince of Peace that groan'd and died,
Worthy to rise, and live, and reign
At his almighty Father's side.
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3 Pow'r and dominion are his due,
Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar:
Wisdom belongs to Jesus too,
Tho' he was charg'd with madness here.
4 All riches are his native right,
Yet he sustain'd amazing loss:
To him ascribe eternal might,
Who left his weakness on the cross.
5 Honour immortal must be paid,
Instead of scandal and of scorn:
While glory shines around his head,
And a bright crown without a thorn.
6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the curse for wretched men :
Let angels sound his sacred narne,
And every creature say, Amen,
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HYMN LXIV. (S. M.)
Adoption. 1 John iii. 1. Gal. iv. 6.
BEHOLD what wond'rous grace
The Father hath bestow'd
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!
'Tis no surprising thing
That we should be unknown;
The Jewish world knew not their king.
God's everlasting Son.
Nor doth it yet appear
How great we must be made;
But when we see our Saviour here,
We shall be like our head.
A hope so much divine
May trials well endure,
May purge our souls from sense and sin,
As Christ the Lord is pure.
If in my Father's love
I share a filial part,
Send down thy Spirit like a dove
To rest upon my heart.
6 We would no longer lie
Like slaves beneath the throne;
My faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.
HYMN LXV. (L. M.)
The kingdoms of the world become the king-
doms of our Lord. Rev. xi, 15–18.
1 LET the seventh angel sound on high,
Let shouts be heard thro' all the sky;
Kings of the earth, with glad accord
Give up your kingdoms to the Lord.
2 Almighty God, thy pow'r assume,
Who wast, and art, and art to come;
Jesus the Lamb, who once was slain,
For ever live, for ever reign.
3 The angry nations fret and roar,
That they can slay the saints no more;
On wings of vengeance flies our God
To pay the long arrears of blood.
4 Now must the rising dead appear,
Now the decisive sentence hear;
Now the dear martyrs of the Lord,
Receive an infinite reward.
HYMN LXVI. (L. M.)
Christ the King at his table.
Song i. 2, &c.
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1 LET him embrace my soul, and prove
Mine interest in his heav'nly love:
The voice that tells me, "Thou art mine."
Exceeds the blessings of the vine.
2 On thee th' anointing Spirit came,
And spreads the savour of thy name
That oil of gladness and of grace
Draws virgin souls to meet thy face.
3 Jesus, allure me by thy charms;
My soul shall fly into thine arms;
Our wand'ring feet thy favours bring
To the fair chambers of the King.
4 [Wonder and pleasure tunes oùr voice
To speak thy praises and our joys:
Our mem'ry keeps this love of thine
Beyond the taste of richest wine.]
'5 Tho' in ourselves deform'd we are,
And black as Kedar's tents appear,
Yet when we put thy beauties on,
Fair as the courts of Solomon.
6 [While at his table sits the King,
He loves to see us smile and sing;
Our graces are our best perfume,
And breathe like spikenard round the room.]
7 As myrrh new bleeding from the tree,
Such is a dying Christ to me;
And while he makes my soul his guest,
My bosom, Lord, shall be thy rest.
8 [No beams of cedar or of fir
Can with thy courts on earth compare;
And here we wait until thy love
Raise us to nobler seats above.]
HYMN LXVII. (L. M.)
Seeking the pastures of Christ the Shepherd.
Solomon's Song i. 7.
1 THOU whom my soul admires above
All earthly joys and earthly love,
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know,
Where doth thy sweetest pasture grow.
2 Where is the shadow of that rock,
That from the sun defends thy flock?
Fain would I feed among thy sheep,
Among them rest, among them sleep.
3 Why should thy bride appear like one
That turns aside to paths unknown?
My constant feet would never rove,
Would never seek another love.
4 [The footsteps of thy flock I see;
Thy sweetest pastures here they be;
A wond'rous feast thy love prepares,
Bought with thy wounds, and groans, and
tears.
5 His dearest flesh he makes my food,
And bids me drink his richest blood;
Here to these hills my soul will come,
Till my beloved lead me home.]
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71, 72.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
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HYMN LXVIII. ·(L. M.)
The banquet of love. Solomon's Song ii. 1-7.
1 BEHOLD the Rose of Sharon here,
The Lily which the vallies bear;
Behold the Tree of Life, that gives
Refreshing fruit and healing leaves.
2 Amongst the thorns so lilies shine,
Amongst wild gourds the noble vine;
So in mine eyes my Saviour proves
Amidst a thousand meaner loves.
3 Beneath his cooling shade I sat
To shield me from the burning heat;
Of heav'nly fruit he spreads a feast,
To feed my eyes and please my taste.
4 [Kindly he brought me to the place
Where stands the banquet of his grace;
He saw me faint, and o'er my head
The banner of his love he spread.
5 With living bread and gen'rous wine
He cheers this sinking heart of mine ;
And op'ning his own heart to me,
He shows his thoughts, how kind they be.]
6 never let my Lord depart.
Lie down and rest upon my heart:
I charge my sins not once to move,
Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my Love.
HYMN LXIX. (L. M.)
Christ appearing to his church, and seeking her
company. Solomon's Song ii. 8-13.
1 THE voice of my beloved sounds
Over the rocks and rising grounds;
O'er hills of guilt, and seas of grief,
He leaps, he flies to my relief.
2 Now thro' the veil of flesh I see
With eyes of love he looks at me:
Now in the gospel's clearest glass
He shows the beauties of his face.
3 Gently he draws my heart along,
Both with his beauties and his tongue;
"Rise," saith my Lord," make haste away,
"No mortal joys are worth thy stay.
4" The Jewish wintry state is gone,
"The mists are fled, the spring comes on;
"The sacred turtle-dove we hear
"Proclaim the new, the joyful year.
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5 Th' immortal vine of heav'nly root
"Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit :"
Lo, we are come to taste the wine;
Our souls rejoice and bless the vine.
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6 And when we hear our Jesus say,
"Rise up, my love, make haste away
Our hearts would fain out-fly the wind,
And leave all earthly loves behind.
HYMN LXX. (L. M.)
Christ inviting, and the church answering the
invitation. Solomon's Song ii. 14-17.
1 [HARK, the Redeemer from on high
Sweetly invites his fav'rites nigh;
From caves of darkness and of doubt
He gently speaks, and calls us out.
3" Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet;
"My graces in thy count'nance meet;
"Though the vain world thy face despise
""Tis bright and comely in mine eyes.'
4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives
The hope thine invitation gives:
To thee our joyful lips shall raise
The voice of prayer, and of praise.]
2" My dove, who hidest in the rock,
"Thine heart almost with sorrow broke,
"Lift up thy face, forget thy fear,
"And let thy voice delight mine ear.
5 [I am my love's, and he is mine;
Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join:
Nor let a motion, nor a word,
Nor thought arise, to grieve my Lord.
6 My soul to pastures fair he leads,
Amongst the lilies where he feeds;
Amongst the saints (whose robes are white,
Wash'd in his blood) is his delight.
7 Till the day break, and shadows flee,
Till the sweet dawning light I see,
Thine eyes to me-ward often turn,
Nor let my soul in darkness mourn.
8 Be like a hart on mountains green,
Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin;
Nor guilt, nor unbelief divide
My love, my Saviour from my side.]
HYMN LXXI. (L. M.)
Christ found in the street, and brought to the
church. Solomon's Song iii. I—5.
1 OFTEN I seek my Lord by night,
Jesus, my love, my soul's delight;
With warm desire and restless thought
I seek him oft, but find him not.
2 Then I arise, and search the street,
Till I my Lord, my Saviour meet;
I ask the watchman of the night,
"Where did you see my soul's delight!"
3 Sometimes I find him in my way,
Directed by a heav'nly ray;
I leap for joy to see his face,
And hold him fast in mine embrace.
4 [I bring him to my mother's home ;;
Nor does my Lord refuse to come
To Zion's sacred chambers, where
My soul first drew the vital air.
5 He gives me there his bleeding heart,
Pierc'd for my sake with deadly smart;
I give my soul to him, and there
Our loves their mutual tokens share.]
6 I charge you all, ye earthly toys,
Approach not to disturb my joys:
Nor sin nor hell come near my heart,
Nor cause my Saviour to depart.
HYMN LXXII. (L. M.)
The coronation of Christ, and espousals of the
church. Solomon's Song iii. 2.
1 DAUGHTERS of Zion, come, behold
The crown of honour and of gold,
Which the glad church, with joys unknown
Plac'd on the head of Solomon.
2 Jesus, thou everlasting King!?
Accept the tribute which we bring;
Accept the well-deserv'd renown,
And wear our praises as thy crown.
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75.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
3 Let ev'ry act of worship be
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee;
Like the dear hour when from above
We first receiv'd thy pledge of love.
4 The gladness of that happy day,
Our hearts would wish it long to stay!
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold.
5 Each foll'wing minute as it flies,
Increase thy praise, improve our joys;
Till we are rais'd to sing thy name
At the great supper of the Lamb.
60 that the months would roll away,
And bring that coronation-day!
The King of Grace shall fill the throne
With all his Father's glories on.
HYMN LXXIII. (L. M.)
The church's beauty in the eyes of Christ.
Solomon's Song iv. 1, 10, 11, 7, 9, 8.
1 KIND is the speech of Christ our Lord,
Affection sounds in ev'ry word:
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Salutes mine ear with secret joys;
"No spice so much delights the smell,
"Nor milk nor honey taste so well.]
Lo, thou art fair, my love!" he cries,
Not the young doves have sweeter eyes.
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3" Thou art all fair, my bride, to me;
I will behold no spot in thee."
What mighty wonders love performs,
And puts a comeliness on worms!
4 Defil'd and loathsome as we are,
He makes us white, and calls us fair;
Adorns us with that heav'nly dress,
His graces and his righteousness.
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5" My sister and my spouse," he cries,
"Bound to my heart by various ties,
Thy pow'rful love my heart detains
In strong delight and pleasing chains."
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6 He calls me from the leopard's den,
From this wild world of beasts and men,
To Zion, where his glories are:
Not Lebanon is half so fair.
7 Nor dens of prey, nor flow'ry plains,
Nor earthly joys, nor earthly pains,
Shall hold my feet, or force my stay,
When Christ invites my soul away.
HYMN LXXIV. (L. M.)
The church the garden of Christ.
Solomon's Song iv. 12, 14, 15. v. i.
1 WE are a garden wall'd around,
Chosen and made peculiar ground;
A little spot inclos'd by grace,
Out of the world's wide wilderness.
2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand,
Planted by God the Father's hand;
And all his springs in Zion fow,
To make the young plantation grow.
4 Make our best spices flow abroad,
To entertain our Saviour God:
And faith, and love, and joy appear,
And ev'ry grace be active here.
3 Awake, O heav'nly wind, and come,
Blow on this garden of perfume;
Spirit divine! descend and breathe
A gracious gale on plants beneath.
5 [Let my beloved come and taste.
His pleasant fruits at his own feast:
"I come, my spouse, I come," he cries,
With love and pleasure in his eyes.
6 Our Lord into his garden comes,
Well pleas'd to smell our poor perfumes,
And calls us to a feast divine,
Sweeter than honey, milk, or wine.
7" Eat of the tree of life, my friends:
"The blessings that my Father sends;
"Your taste shall all my dainties prove,
"And drink abundance of my love."
8 Jesus, we will frequent thy board,
And sing the bounties of our Lord:
But the rich food on which we live
Demands more praise than tongues can give.
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HYMN LXXV. (L. M.)
The description of Christ the beloved.
Solomon's Song v. 9-16.
1 THE wond'ring world inquires to know
Why I should love my Jesus so:
"What are his charms," say they, "above
The objects of a mortal love!"
2 Yes, my Beloved, to my sight
Shows a sweet mixture, red and white:
All human beauties, all divine.
In my beloved meet and shine.
3 White is his soul, from blemish free;
Red with the blood he shed for me;
The fairest of ten thousand fairs:
A sun amongst ten thousand stars.
4 [His head the finest gold excels:
There wisdom in perfection dwells;
And glory, like a crown, adorns
Those temples once beset with thorns.
3 Compassions in his heart are found,
Hard by the signals of his wound;
His sacred side no more shall bear
The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.]
6 [His hands are fairer to behold
Than diamonds set in rings of gold;
Those heav'nly hands that on the tree
Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me.
7 Tho' once he bow'd his feeble knees,
Loaded with sins and agonies,
Now on the throne of his command
His legs like marble pillars stand.]
8 [His eyes are majesty and love,
The eagle temper'd with the dove;
No more shall trickling sorrows roll
Thro' those dear windows of his soul,
9 His mouth that pour'd out long complaints,
Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints;
His countenance more graceful is
Than Lebanon with all its trees,]
10 All over glorious is my Lord;
Must be belov'd, and yet ador'd:
His worth if all the nations knew,
Sure the whole earth would love him too,
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76, 77, 78.
79, 80.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
HYMN LXXVI. (L. M.)
Christ dwells in heaven, but visits on earth.
Solomon's Song vi. 1-3, 12.
1 WHEN strangers stand and hear me tell
What beauties in my Saviour dwell;
Where he is gone, they fain would know,
That they may seek and love him too.
2 My best beloved keeps his throne.
On hills of light, in worlds unknown:
But he descends and shows his face
In the young gardens of his grace,
3 [In vineyards planted by his hand,
Where fruitful trees in order stand;
He feeds among the spicy beds,
Where lilies show their spotless heads.
4 He has engross'd my warmest love;
No earthly charms my soul can move :
I have a mansion in his heart,
Nor death nor hell shall make us part.]
5 [He takes my soul e'er I'm aware,
And shows me where his glories are:
No chariot of Amminadib
The heav'nly rapture can describe.
60 may my spirit daily rise
On wings of faith above the skies,
Till death shall make my last remove
To dwell for ever with my love.
HYMN LXXVII. (L, M.)
The love of Christ to the church, in his lan-
guage and provisions.
Solomon's Song vii. 5-13.
1 Now in the gall'ries of his grace
Appears the King, and thus he says,
"How fair my saints are in my sight!
My love, how pleasant for delight!”
2 Kind is thy language, sov'reign Lord,
There's heav'nly grace in ev'ry word!
From that dear mouth a stream divine
Flows sweeter than the choicest wine.
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3 Such wond'rous love awakes the lip
Of saints that were almost asleep,
To speak the praises of thy name,
And makes our cold affections flame.
4 These are the joys he lets us know
In fields and villages below,
Gives us a relish of his love,
But keeps his noblest feast above.
5 In Paradise, within the gates,
An higher entertainment waits;
Fruits new and old laid up in store,
Where we shall feed, but thirst no more.
HYMN LXXVIII. (L. M.)
The strength of Christ's love.
Solomon's Song viii. 5-7, 13, 14.
1 [WHO is this fair one in distress,
That travels from the wilderness,
And press'd with sorrows and with sins,
On her beloved Lord she leans!
2 This is the spouse of Christ our God,
Bought with the treasure of his blood;
And her request and her complaint
Is but the voice of ev'ry saint.]
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let my name engraven stand,
"Both on thy heart and on thy hand:
Seal me upon thine arm, and wear
"That pledge of love for ever there.
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4" Stronger than death thy love is known,
"Which floods of wrath could never drown
"And hell and earth in vain combine
"To quench a fire so much divine.
5 "But I am jealous of my heart,
"Lest it should once from thee depart;
"Then let thy naine be well impress'd,
As a fair signet on my breast.
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Till thou hast brought me to thy home,
"Where fears and doubts can never come,
Thy count'nance let me often see,
"And often thou shalt hear from me.
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7" Come, my beloved, haste away,
"Cut short the hours of thy delay,
"Fly like a youthful hart or roe
"Over the hills where spices grow."
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HYMN LXXIX. (L. M.)
A Morning Hymn.
Psalm xix. 5, 8. lxxiii. 24, 25.
1 GOD of the morning, at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice
To run his journey thro' the skies.
2 From the fair chambers of the east
The circuit of his race begins,
And without weariness or rest,
Round the whole earth he flies and shines.
3 ! like the sun, may I fulfil
Th' appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind and active will,
March on and keep my heav'nly way.
4 [But I shall rove and lose the race,
If God, my sun, should disappear,
And leave me in the world's wild maze,
To follow ev'ry wand'ring star.
5 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlight'ning our beclouded eyes;
Thy threat'nings just, thy promise sure,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.]
6 Give me thy counsels for my guide,
And then receive me to thy bliss;
All my desires and hopes beside
Are faint and cold compar'd with this.
HYMN LXXX. (L. M.)
An Evening Hymn.
Psalm iv. 8. iii, 5, 6. cxliii. 8.
1 THUS far the Lord has led me on,
Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days,
And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,
And I perhaps am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,
He gives me strength for days to come.
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81, 82, 83.
84, 85, 86.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
3 I lay my body down to sleep;
Peace is the pillow for my head ;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed,
4 In vain the sons of earth or hell
Tell me a thousand frightful things:
My God in safety makes me dwell
Beneath the shadow of his wings.
5 [Faith in his name forbids my fear :
Omay thy presence ne'er depart!
And in the morning make me hear
The love and kindness of thy heart.
6 Thus when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.]
HYMN LXXXI. (L. M.)
Lam. iii. 23.
A song for morning or evening.
Isaiah xlv. 7.
1 MY God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distil like early dew.
2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command,
To thee I consecrate my days,
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
HYMN LXXXII. (L. M.)
God far above creatures. Job iv. 17-21.
1 SHALL the vile race of flesh and blood
Contend with their creator, God?
Shall mortal worms presume to be
More holy, wise, or just than he?
2 Behold he puts his trust in none
Of all the spirits round his throne;
Their natures, when compar'd with his,
Are neither holy, just, nor wise.
3 But how much meaner things are they
Who spring from dust and dwell in clay?
Touch'd by the finger of thy wrath,
We faint and vanish like the moth.
4 From night to day, from day to night,
We die by thousands in thy sight;
Bury'd in dust whole nations lie,
Like a forgotten vanity.
5 Almighty pow'r, to thee we bow;
How frail are we, how glorious thou!
No more the sons of earth shall dare
With an eternal God compare.
HYMN LXXXIII. (C.M.)
Afflictions and death under providence.
Job v. 6-8.
1 NOT from the dust affliction grows,
Nor troubles rise by chance;
Yet we are born to care and woes,
A sad inheritance !
2 As sparks break out from burning coals,
And still are upwards borne;
So grief is rooted in our souls,
And man grows up to mourn.
3 Yet with my God I leave my cause,
And trust his promis'd grace;
He rules me by his well-known laws
Of love and righteousness.
4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore
Shall spoil my future peace;
For death and hell can do no more
Than what my Father please.
HYMN LXXXIV. (C. M.)
Salvation, righteousness, and strength in
Christ. Isaiah xlv. 21, 25.
1 JEHOVAH speaks, let Isr'el hear,
Let all the earth rejoice and fear,
While God's eternal Son proclaims
His sov'reign honours and his names:
2 "I am the last, and I the first,
"The Saviour God, and God the just;
"There's none beside pretends to show
"Such justice and salvation too.
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3 [" Ye that in shades of darkness dwell,
Just on the verge of death and hell,
"Look up to me from distant lands,
"Light, life, and heav'n are in my hands.
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Lies all their strength and righteousness;
"But such as dare despise my name,
"I'll clothe them with eternal shame.
I by my holy naine haye sworn,
Nor shall my words in vain return,
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"And ev'ry tongue shall swear to me.]
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In me, the Lord, shall all the seed
"Of Isr'el from their sins be freed,
"And by their shining graces prove
Their interest in my pard'ning love."
HYMN LXXXV. (S.M.)
The same.
THE Lord on high proclaims
His Godhead from his throne:
Mercy and justice are the names
By which I will be known.
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"Ye dying souls that sit
"In darkness and distress,
Look from the borders of the pit
To my recov'ring grace."
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Sinners shall hear the sound;
Their thankful tongues shall own,
"Our righteousness and strength is found
"In thee, the Lord, alone."
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In thee shall Isr'el trust,
And see their guilt forgiv'n;
God will pronounce the sinners just,
And take the saints to heav'n.
HYMN LXXXVI. (C. M.)
God holy, just, and sovereign. Job ix. 2-10.
1 How should the sons of Adam's race
Be pure before their God?
If he contend in righteousness,
We fall beneath his rod.
2 To vindicate my words and thoughts
I'll make no more pretence;
Not one of all my thousand faults
Can bear a just defence.
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87, 88.
BOOK I.
HYMNS,
89, 90, 91.
3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise;
What vain presumers dare
4gainst their Maker's hand to rise,
Or tempt th' unequal war?
4 [Mountains by his almighty wrath
From their old seats are torn:
He shakes the earth from south to north,
And all her pillars mourn,
5 He bids the sun forbear to rise,
Th' obedient sun forbears:
His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies,
And seals up all the stars.
6 He walks upon the stormy sea,
Flies on the stormy wind;
There's none can trace his wond'rous way,
Or his dark footsteps find.]
HYMN LXXXVII. (L. M.)
God dwells with the humble and penitent.
Isaiah lvii. 15, 16.
1 THUS saith the high and lofty One,
"I sit upon my holy throne;
"My name is God, I dwell on high,
"Dwell in my own eternity.
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2" But I descend to worlds below,
"On earth I have a mansion too;
"The humble spirit and contrite
"Is an abode of my delight.
3 "The humble soul my words revive,
"I bid the mourning sinner live;
"Heal all the broken hearts I find,
And ease the sorrows of the mind.
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But should my wrath for ever smoke,
"Their souls would sink beneath my stroke."]|
5 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh,
Lest we should faint, despair, and die!
Thus shall our better thoughts approve
The methods of thy chast ning love.
HYMN LXXXVIII. (L. M.)
Life the day of grace and hope. Eccles.
ix. 4-6, 10.
1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t' insure the great reward;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
2 [Life is the hour that God has given
To 'scape from hell, and fly to heav'n;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessings of the day.]
3 The living know that they must die,
But all the dead forgotten lie;
Their mem'ry and their sense is gone,
Alike unknowing and unknown.
4 [Their hatred and their love is lost,
Their envy buried in the dust;
They have no share in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.]
5 Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands, with all your might pursue;
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
6 There are no acts of pardon past
In the cold grave to which we haste ;
But darkness, death, and long despair,
Reign in eternal silence there.
HYMN LXXXIX. (L. M.)
Youth and judgment. Eccles. xi. 9.
1 YE sons of Adam, vain and young,
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue,
Taste the delights your souls desire,
And give a loose to all your fire.
2 Pursue the pleasures you design,
And cheer your hearts with songs and
wine;
Enjoy the day of mirth; but know
There is a day of judgment too.
3 God from on high beholds your thoughts,
His book records your secret faults;
The works of darkness you have done
Must all appear before the sun.
4 The vengeance to your follies due
Should strike your hearts with terror thro';
How will ye stand before his face,
Or answer for his injur'd grace?
5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes
From these alluring vanities;
And let the thunder of thy word
Awake their souls to fear the Lord.
HYMN XC. C.M.)
The same.
1 LO the young tribes of Adam rise,
And thro' all nature rove,
Fulfil the wishes of their eyes,
And taste the joys they love.
2 They give a loose to wild desires,
But let the sinners knóW
The strict account that God requires
Of all the works they do.
3 The Judge prepares his throne on high,
The frighted earth and seas
Avoid the fury of his eye,
And flee before his face.
4 How shall I bear that dreadful day,
And stand the fiery test?
I give all mortal joys away
To be for ever blest.
HYMN XCI. (L. M.)
Advice to youth. Eccles. xii. 1, 7. Isa. lxv. 20,
1 Now in the heat of youthful blood
Remember your Creator God:
Behold the months come hast'ning on
When you shall say, "My joys are gone.
2 Behold the aged sinner goes,
Laden with guilt and heavy woes,
Down to the regions of the dead,
With endless curses on his head.
3 The dust returns to dust again;
The soul in agonies of pain
Ascends to God, not there to dwell,
But hears her doom, and sinks to hell.
4 Eternal King, I fear thy name,
Teach me to know how frail I am;
And when my soul must hence remove,
Give me a mansion in thy love.
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92, 93, 94.
BOOK I.
HYMNS,
95, 96, 97.
HYMN XCII. (S. M.)
Christ the wisdom of God. Prov. viii. 1. 22-23.
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SHALL wisdom cry aloud,
And not her speech be heard?
The voice of God's eternal word,
Deserves it no regard?
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Before the solid land,
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Before the fields, before the floods,
I dwelt at his right hand.
"When he adorn'd the skies,
And built them, I was there.
To order where the sun should rise,'
"And marshal every star.
"When he pour'd out the sea,
And spread 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;
"With joy I saw the mansion where
The sons of men should dwell.
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"I was his chief delight,
"His everlasting Son,
Before the first of all his works,
Creation, was begun.
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"On their salvation ran,
"Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust
"Was fashion'd to a man.
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"Then come, receive my grace,
"Ye children, and be wise;
"Happy the man that keeps my ways;
"The man that shuns them dies.'
1 THUS saith the wisdom of the Lord,
"Bless'd is the man that hears my word,
Keeps daily watch before my gates,
"And at my feet for mercy waits.
2" The soul that seeks me shall obtain
"Immortal wealth and heav'nly gain;
"Immortal life is his reward,
Life, and the favour of the Lord.
HYMN XCIII. (L. M.)
Christ, or wisdom, obeyed or resisted.
Prov. viii. 34-36.
3" But the vile wretch that flies from me
"Doth his own soul an injury;
"Fools that against my grace rebel
"Seek death, and love the road to hell.”
HYMN XCIV. (C. M.)
Justification by faith, not by works.
1 VAIN are the hopes the sons of men
On their own works have built;
Their hearts by nature all unclean,
And all their actions guilt.
2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths
Without a murm'ring word,
And the whole race of Adam stand
Guilty before the Lord.
3 In vain we ask God's righteous law
To justify us now,
Since to convince and to condemn
Is all the law can do.
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5 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace,
When in thy name we trust,.
Our faith receives a righteousness
That makes the sinner just.
HYMN XCV. (C. M.)
Regeneration. John i. 13. iii. 3, &c.
1 NOT all the outward forms on earth,
Nor rites that God has giv'n,
Nor will of man, nor blood nor birth,
Can raise a soul to heav'n.
2 The sov'reign will of God alone
Creates us heirs of grace;
Born in the image of his Son,
Anew peculiar race.
3 The Spirit, like some heav'nly wind
Blows on the sons of flesh,
New models all the carnal mind,
And forms the man afresh.
4 Our quicken'd souls awake, and rise
From the long sleep of death;
On heav'nly things we fix our eyes,
And praise employs our breath.
HYMN XCVI. (C. M.)
Election excludes boasting. 1 Cor. i 26-31.
1 BUT few among the carnal wise,
But few of noble race,
Obtain the favour of thine eyes,
Almighty King of Grace.
2 He takes the men of meanest name
For sons and heirs of God;
And thus he pours abundant shame
On honourable blood.
3 He calls the fool, and makes him know
The myst'ries of his grace,
To bring aspiring wisdom low,
And all its pride abase.
4 Nature has all its glories lost
When brought before his throne;
No flesh shall in his presence boast,
But in the Lord alone.
HYMN XCVII. (L.M.)
Christ our wisdom, righteousness, &c.
1 Cor. i. 30.
1 BURY'D in shadows of the night,
We lie till Christ restores the light:
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.
2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears
Till his atoning blood appears;
Then we awake from deep distress,
And sing, The Lord our Righteousness.
3 Our very frame is mix'd with sin,
His Spirit makes our natures clean;
Such virtues from his suff'rings flow,
At once to cleanse and pardon too.
4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns,
Binding his slaves in beavy chains;
He sets the pris'ners free, and breaks.
The iron bondage from our necks.
5 Pour helpless worms in thee possess
Grace, wisdom, pow'r, and righteousness;
Thou 'rt our almighty All, and we
Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee.
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98-101.
102-104,
HYMNS, BOOK I.
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HYMN XCVIII. (S. M.)
The same.
How heavy is the night
That hangs upon our eyes,
Till Christ with his reviving light
Over our souls arise!
Our guilty spirits dread
To meet the wrath of heav'n ;
But, in his righteousness array'd,
We see our sins forgiv'n.
Unholy and impure
Are all our thoughts and ways:
His hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.
The pow'rs of hell agree
To hold our souls in vain;
He sets the sons of bondage free,
And breaks the cursed chain.
Lord, we adore thy ways
To bring us near to God,
Thy sov'reign pow'r, thy healing grace,
And thine atoning blood.
HYMN XCIX. (C. M.)
Stones made children of Abraham.
Matt. iii. 9.
1 VAIN are the hopes that rebels place
Upon their birth`and blood,
Descended from a pious race;
(Their fathers now with God.)
2 He from the caves of earth and hell
Can take the hardest stones,
And fill the house of Abr'am well
With new-created sons.
3 Such wond'rous pow'r doth he possess
Who form'd our mortal frame;
Who call'd the world from emptiness,
The world obey'd and came.
HYMN C. (L. M.)
Believe and be saved. John iii. 16-18.
1 NOT to condemn the sons of men
Did Christ, the Son of God, appear;
No weapons in his hand are seen,
No flaming sword, nor thunder there.
2 Such was the pity of our God,
He lov'd the race of man so well,
He sent his Son to bear our load
Of sins, and save our souls from hell.
3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word,
Trust in his mighty name and live;
A thousand joys his lips afford,
His hands a thousand blessings give.
4 But vengeance and damnation lies
On rebels who refuse the grace;
Who God's eternal Son despise,
The hottest hell shall be their place.
HYMN CI. (L. M.)
Joy in heaven for a repenting sinner.
Luke xv. 7-10.
1 WHO can describe the joys that rise
Thro' all the courts of Paradise,
To see a prodigal return,
To see an heir of glory born?
2 With joy the Father doth approve
The fruit of his eternal love;
The Son with joy looks down and sees
The purchase of his agonies.
3 The Spirit takes delight to view
The holy soul he form'd anew;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their King.
HYMN CII. (L. M.)
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The beatitudes. Matt. v. 3—12.
1 [BLESS'D are the humble souls that see,
Their emptiness and poverty;
Treasures of grace to them are giv'n,
And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n.]
2 [Bless'd are the men of broken heart,
Who mourn for sin with inward smart ;
The blood of Christ divinely flows,
A healing balm for all their woes.]
3 [Bless'd are the meek, who stand afar
From rage and passion, noise and war;
God will secure their happy state,
And plead their cause against the great.]
4 [Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace,
Hunger and long for righteousness;
They shall be well supply'd and fed,
With living streams and living bread.]
5 [Bless'd are the men whose bowels move
And melt with sympathy and love;
From Christ the Lord shall they obtain
Like sympathy and love again.]
6 [Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean
From the defiling pow'rs of sin ;
With endless pleasure they shall see
A God of spotless purity ]
7 [Bless'd are the men of peaceful life
Who quench the coals of growing strife ;
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss,
The sons of God, the God of peace.]
8 [Bless'd are the suff'rers who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake;
Their souls shall triumph in the Lord,
Glory and joy are their reward.]
HYMN CIII. (C. M.)
Not ashamed of the gospel. 2 Tim. 1, 12,
1 I'M not asham'd to own my Lord,
Or to defend his cause,
Maintain the honour of his word,
The glory of his cross.
2 Jesus, my God, I know his name,
His name is all my trust,
Nor will he put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost,
3 Firm as his throne his promise stands,
And he can well secure
What I've committed to his hands
Till the decisive hour.
4 Then will he own my worthless name
Before his Father's face,
And in the new Jerusalem
Appoint my soul a place.
HYMN CIV. (C. M.)
A state of nature and of grace. 1 Cor.
vi. 10, 11.
1 NOT the malicious or profane,
The wanton or the proud,
Nor thieves, nor sland'rers shall obtain
The kingdom of our God.
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105-107.
108-110.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
2 Surprising grace! and such were we
By nature and by siu,
Heirs of immortal misery,
Unholy and unclean.
3 But we are wash'd in Jesus' blood,
We're pardon'd thro' his name ;
And the good Spirit of our God
Has sanctified our frame.
40 for a persevering pow'r
To keep thy just commands !
We would defile our hearts no more,
No more pollute our hands.
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HYMN CV. (C. M.)
Heaven invisible and holy, 1 Cor. ii. 9, 10.
Rev. xxi. 27.
? But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heav'n to come :
The beams of glory in his word
Allure and guide us home.
NOR eye has seen, nor ear has heard,
Nor sense nor reason known,
What joys the Father has prepar'd
For those that love the Son.
3 Pure are the joys above the sky,
And all the region peace;
No wanton lips, nor envious eye
Can see or taste the bliss.
4 Those holy gates for ever bar
Pollution, sin, and shame ;
None shall obtain admittance there
But foll'wers of the Lamb.
5 He keeps the Father's book of life,
There all their names are found;
The hypocrite in vain shall strive
To tread the heav'nly ground.
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1 SHALL we go on to sin
Because thy grace abounds,
Or crucify the Lord again,
And open all his wounds.
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HYMN CVI. (S. M.)
Dead to sin by the cross of Christ.
Rom. vi. 1, 2, 6.
Forbid it, mighty God,
Nor let it e'er be said
That we, whose sins are crucify'd,
Should raise them from the dead.
We will be slaves no more,
Since Christ has made us free,
Has nail'd our tyrants to his cross,
And bought our liberty.
HYMN CVII. (L. M.)
The fall and recovery of man; or, Christ and
Satan at enmity. Gen. iii. 1, 15, 17.
ív. 4. Col. ii. 15.
Gal.
1 DECEIV'D by subtle snares of hell,
Adam our head, our father fell,
When Satan in the serpent hid,
Propos'd the fruit that God forbid.
2 Death was the threat'ning; death began
To take possession of the man;
His unborn race receiv'd the wound,
And heavy curses smote the ground,
3 But Satan found a worse reward;
Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord,
Let everlasting hatred be
"Betwixt the woman's seed and thee.
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4" The woman's seed shall be my Son,
He shall destroy what thou hast done;
Shall break thy head, and only feel
'Thy malice raging at his heel.”
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5 [He spake; and bid four thousand years
Roll on ;-at length his Son appears;
Angels with joy descend to earth,
And sing the young Redeemer's birth.
6 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies;
But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies,
He gave their prince a fatal blow,
And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below.]
HYMN CVIII. (S. M.)
Christ unseen and beloved. 1 Pet. i. 8.
NOT with our mortal eyes
Have we beheld the Lord,
Yet we rejoice to hear his name,
And love him in his word.
On earth we want the sight
Of our Redeemer's face,
Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight
To dwell upon thy grace.
And when we taste thy love,
Our joys divinely grow
Unspeakable, like those above,
And heav'n begins below.
HYMN CIX. (L. M.)
The value of Christ and his righteousness.
Phil. iii. 7-9.
1 No more, my God, I boast no more
Of all the duties I have done;
I quit the hopes I held before,
To trust the merits of thy Son.
2 Now for the love I bear his name,
What was my gain I count my loss;
My former pride I call my shame,
And nail my glory to his cross.
3 Yes, and I must and will esteem
All things but lost for Jesus' sake:
O may my soul be found in him,
And of his righteousness partake.
4 The best obedience of my hands
Dares not appear before thy throne;
But faith can answer thy demands
By pleading what my Lord has done.
HYMN CX. (C. M.)
Death and immediate glory. 2 Cor. v. 1.5—8.
1 THERE is a house not made with hands,
Eternal, and on high;
And here my spirit waiting stands,
Till God shall bid it fly.
2 Shortly this prison of my clay
Must be dissolv'd and fall;
Then, O my soul! with joy obey
Thy heav'nly Father's call.
3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace,
That forms thee fit for heav'n;
And, as an earnest of the place,
Has his own Spirit giv'n.
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111-113.
114-116.
HYMNS, BOOK 1.
4 We walk by faith of joys to come :
Faith lives upon his word;
But while the body is our home,
We're absent from the Lord.
5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace,
But we had rather see :
We would be absent from the flesh,
And present, Lord, with thee.
HYMN CXI. (C. M.)
Salvation by grace. Titus iii. 3-7.
1 [LORD, we confess our num'rous faults,
How great our guilt has been!
Foolish and vain were all our thoughts,
And all our lives were sin.
2 But O, my soul, for ever praise,
For ever love his name,
Who turns thy feet from dang'rous ways,
Of folly, sin, and shame.]
3 ['Tis not by works of righteousness
Which our own hands have done;
But we are sav'd by sov'reign grace
Abounding thro' his Son.]
4 'Tis from the mercy of our God
That all our hopes begin ;
'Tis by the water and the blood
Our souls are wash'd from sin.
5 'Tis thro' the purchase of his death,
Who hung upon the tree,
The Spirit is sent down to breathe
On such dry bones as we.
6 Rais'd from the dead we live anew,
And justify'd by grace,
We shall appear in glory too,
And see our Father's face.
HYMN CXII. (C. M.)
The brazen serpent; or, Looking to Jesus.
John iii. 14-16.
1 So did the Hebrew prophet raise
The brazen serpent high;
The wounded felt immediate ease,
The camp forbore to die.
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2" Look upward in the dying hour,
And live." the prophet cries;
But Christ performs a nobler cure,
When Faith lifts up her eyes.
3 High on the cross the Saviour hung,
High in the heav'ns he reigns;
Here sinners, by the old serpent stung,
Look, and forget their pains.
4 When God's own Son is lifted up,
A dying world revives
The Jew beholds the glorious hope,
Th' expiring Gentile lives.
HYMN CXIII. (C. M.)
Abraham's blessing on the Gentiles.
Gen. xvii. 7. Rom. xv. 8. Mark x. 14.
1 How large the promise! how divine
To Abra'm and his seed!
"I'll be a God to thee and thine,
Supplying all their need."
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2 The words of his extensive love
From age to age endure;
The angel of the cov'nant proves,
And seals the blessing sure.
3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms,
To our great Father giv'n;
He takes young children to his arms,
And calls them heirs of heav'n.
4 Our God, how faithful are his ways!
His love endures the same;
Nor from the promise of his grace
Blots out the children's name.
HYMN CXIV. (C. M.
The same. Rom. xi. 16, 17.
1 GENTILES by nature, we belong
To the wild olive-wood;
Grace took us from the barren tree,
And grafts us in the good.
2 With the same blessings, grace endows
'The Gentile and the Jew;
If pure and holy be the root,
Such are the branches too.
3 Then let the children of the saints
Be dedicate to God!
Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord!
And wash them in thy blood.
4 Thus to the parents and their seed
Shall thy salvation come,
And num'rous households meet at last
In one eternal home.
HYMN CXV. (C. M.)
Conviction of sin by the law.
Rom. vii. 8, 9. 14. 24.
1 LORD, how secure my conscience was,
And felt no inward dread!
I was alive without the law,
And thought my sins were dead.
2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright;
But since the precept came
With a convincing pow'r and light,
I find how vile I am.
3 [My guilt appear'd but small before,
Till terribly I saw
How perfect, holy, just, and pure,
Was thine eternal law.
4 Then felt my soul the heavy load,
My sins reviv'd again;
I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my hopes were slain.]
5 I'm like a helpless captive sold
Under the pow'r of sin;
I cannot do the good I would,
Nor keep my conscience clean.
6 My God, I cry with ev'ry breath,
For some kind pow'r to save,
To break the yoke of sin and death,
And thus redeem the slave.
HYMN CXVI. (L. M.)
Love to God and our neighbour.
Mat. xxii. 37-40,
1 THUS saith the first, the great command,
"Let all thy inward pow'rs unite
To love thy Maker and thy God,
"With utmost vigour and delight,
2" Then shall thy neighbour next in place
"Share thine affections and esteem;
"And let thy kindness to thyself
"Measure and rule thy love to him,"
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117, 118.
119-121.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
3 This is the sense that Moses spoke,
This did the prophets preach and prove;
For want of this the law is broke,
And the whole law's fufill'd by love.
4 But O! how base our passions are!
How cold our charity and zeal!
Lord, fill our souls with heav'nly fire,
Or we shall ne'er perform thy will.
1 BEHOLD the potter and the clay,
He forms his vessels as he please;
Such is our God, and such are we,
The subjects of his high decrees.
HYMN CXVII. (L. M.)
Election sovereign and free.
Rom. ix. 21-23. 20.
2 [Doth not the workman's pow'r extend
O'er all the mass, which part to choose,
And mould it for a nobler end,
And which to leave for viler use?]
3 May not the sov'reign Lord on high
Dispense his favours as he will;
Choose some to life, while others die,
And yet be just and gracious still?
4 [What if to make his terror known,
He lets his patience long endure,
Suff'ring vile rebels to go on,
And seal their own destruction sure:
5 What if he means to show his grace
And his electing love employs,
To mark out some of mortal race,
And form them fit for heavenly joys :]
6 Shall man reply against the Lord,
And call his Maker's ways unjust,
The thunder of whose dreadful word
Can crush a thousand worlds to dust.
7 But, O my soul, if truths so bright
Should dazzle and confound thy sight,
Yet still his written will obey,
And wait the great decisive day.
8 Then shall he make his justice known,
And the whole world before his throne,
With joy or terror shall confess
The glory of his righteousness.
HYMN CXVIII. (S. M.)
Moses and Christ. John i. 17. Heb. iii. 3, 5, 6.
x. 28, 29.
1 THE law by Moses came,
But peace, and truth, and love,
Were brought by Christ (a nobler name)
Descending from above.
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Amidst the house of God
T'heir different works were done;
Moses a faithful servant stood,
But Christ a faithful Son.
Then to his new commands
Be strict obedience paid;
O'er all his Father's house he stands
The sovereign and the head.
The man that durst despise
The law that Moses brought,
Behold! how terribly he dies
For his presumptuous fault.
But sorer vengeance falls
On that rebellious race,
Who hate to bear when Jesus calls,
And dare resist his grace.
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HYMN CXIX. (C. M.)
The different success of the gospel. 1 Cor. i.
23, 24. 2 Cor. ii. 16. 1 Cor. iii. 6, 7.
1 CHRIST and his cross is all our theme:
The mysteries that we speak
Are scandal in the Jew's esteem,
And folly to the Greek.
2 But souls enlighten'd from above
With joy receive the word;
They see what wisdom, power, and love,
Shines in their dying Lord.
3 The vital savour of his name
Restores their fainting breath;
But unbelief perverts the same
To guilt, despair, and death.
4 Till God diffuse his graces down,
Like showers of heavenly rain,
In vain_Apollos sows the ground
And Paul may plant in vain.
HYMN CXX. (C. M.)
Faith of things unseen. Heb. xi. 1, 3, 8, 10.
1 FAITH is the brightest evidence
Of things beyond our sight,
Breaks thro' the clouds of flesh and sense,
And dwells in heav'nly light.
2 It sets times past in present view,
Brings distant prospects home,
Of things a thousand years ago,
Or thousand years to come.
3 By faith we know the worlds were made
By God's almighty word;
Abra'm to unknown countries led,
By faith obey'd the Lord.
4 He sought a city fair and high,
Built by th' eternal hands;
And faith assures us, tho' we die,
That heavenly building stands.
HYMN CXXI. (C. M.)
Children devoted to God. Gen. xvii. 7, 10.
Acts xvi. 14, 15, 33.
(For those who practise Infant Baptism.)
1 TIIUS saith the mercy of the Lord,
"I'll be a God to thee;
I'll bless thy numerous race, and they
"Shall be a seed for me."
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2 Abra'm believ'd the promis'd grace,
And gave his son to God;
But water seals the blessing now,
That once as seal'd with blood.
3 Thus Lydia sanctify'd her house,
When she receiv'd the word:
Thus the believing jailor gave
His household to the Lord.
4 Thus later saints, eternal King!
Thine ancient truth embrace;
To thee their infant-offspring bring,
And humbly claim thy grace.
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122-124.
125-127.
HYMNS,
BOOK I.
HYMN CXXII. (L. M.)
Believers buried with Christ in baptism.
Rom. vi. 3, &c.
1 Do we not know that solemn word,
That we are bury'd with the Lord;
Baptiz'd into his death, and then
Put off the body of our sin?
2 Our souls receive diviner breath,
Rais'd from corruption, guilt and death;
So from the grave did Christ arrive,
And lives to God above the skies.
3 No more let sin or Satan reign
Over our mortal flesh again;
The various lusts we serv'd before,
Shall have dominion now no more.
HYMN CXXIII. (L. M.)
The repenting prodigal. Luke xv. 13, &c.
1 BEHOLD the wretch whose lust and wine
Had wasted his estate,
He begs a share among the swine,
To taste the husks they eat!
2 "I die with hunger here, (he cries)
"I starve in foreign lands,
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3 I'll go, and with a mournful tongue
"Fall down before his face;
"Father, I've done thy justice wrong,
Nor can deserve thy grace.
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My Father's house has large supplies,
"And bounteous are his hands.
4 He said, and hasten'd to his home,
To seek his father's love;
The father saw the rebel come,
And all his bowels move.
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5 He ran, and fell upon his neck,
Embrac'd and kiss'd his son;
The rebel's heart with sorrow brake
For follies he had done.
6" Take off his clothes of shame and sin,
(The father gives command)
"Dress him in garments white and clean,
"With rings adorn his hand.
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A day of feasting I ordain,
"Let mirth and joy abound;
My son was dead, and lives again,
"Was lost, and now is found."
1 DEEP in the dust before thy throne
Our guilt and our disgrace we own;
Great God, we own th' unhappy name
Whence sprang our nature and our shame;
2 Adam, the sinner: At his fall
Death like a conq'ror seiz'd us all;
A thousand new-born babes are dead
By fatal union to their head.
3 But whilst our spirits, fill'd with awe,
Behold the terrors of thy law,
We sing the honours of thy grace,
That sent to save our ruin'd race.
4 We sing thine everlasting Son,
Who join'd our nature to his own;
Adam the second, from the dust
Raises the ruins of the first.
5 [By the rebellion of one man
Thro' all his seed the mischief ran;
And by one man's obedience now
Are all his seed made righteous too.]
6 Where sin did reign, and death abound,
There have the sons of Adam found
Abounding life; there glorious grace
Reigns thro' the Lord our righteousness.
HYMN CXXV. (C. M.)
Christ's compassion to the weak and tempted.
Heb. iv. 15, 16. v. 7. Matt. xii. 20.
1 WITH joy we meditate the grace
Of our High Priest above;
His heart is made of tenderness,
His bowels melt with love.
2 Touch'd with a sympathy within,
He knows our feeble frame;
He knows what sore temptations mean,
For he has felt the same.
3 But spotless, innocent, and pure,
The great Redeemer stood,
While Satan's fiery darts he bore,
And did resist to blood.
4 He in the days of feeble flesh
Pour'd out his cries and tears,
And in his measure feels afresh
What ev'ry member bears.
5 [He'll never quench the smoking flax,
But raise it to a flame;
The bruised reed he never breaks,
Nor scorns the meanest name.]
HYMN CXXIV.
(L. M.)
The first and second Adam. Rom. v. 12, &c. 3 Let pride and wrath be banish'd hence,
Meekness and love our souls pursue:
Nor shall our practice give offence
To saints, the Gentile or the Jew.
6 Then let our humble faith address
His mercy and his pow'r,
We shall obtain delivering grace
In the distressing hour.
HYMN CXXVI. (L. M.)
Charity and uncharitableness. Rom. xiv. 17.
18. 1 Cor. x. 32.
1 NOT diff'rent food, or diff'rent dress
Compose the kingdom of our Lord,
But peace, and joy, and righteousness,
Faith and obedience to his word.
2 When weaker Christians we despise,
We do the gospel mighty wrong;
For God the gracious and the wise
Receives the feeble with the strong.
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HYMN CXXVII.
Christ's invitation to sinners.
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COME hither, all ye weary souls,
Ye heavy laden sinners, come;
"I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heav'nly home.
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Matt. xi.
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2" They shall find rest that learn of me;
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I'm of a meek and lowly mind
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But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.
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128-130.
131-133.
HYMNS, BOOK I.
3 "Blest is the man whose shoulders take
"My yoke, and bear it with delight;
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My grace shall make the burden light."
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4 Jesus, we come at thy command;
With faith and hope, and humblé zeal,
Resign our spirits to thy hand,
To mould and guide us at thy will.
HYMN CXXVIII. (L. M.)
The apostles' commission. Mark xvi. 15, &c.
Matt. xxviii. 18, &c.
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1 Go preach my gospel, (saith the Lord)
"Bid the whole earth my grace receive;
"He shall be sav'd that trusts my word,
"He shall be damn'd that won't believe.
2" [1'll make your great commission known
And ye shall prove my gospel true
By all the works that I have done,
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By all the wonders ye shall do.
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"Go heal the sick, go raise the dead,
"Go cast out devils in my name;
"Nor let my prophets be afraid,
"Tho' Greeks approach, and Jews blas-
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4" Teach all the nations my commands,
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I'm with you till the world shall end :
"All pow'r is trusted to my hands,
I can destroy, and I defend."
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5 He spake, and light shone round his head.
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode;
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
HYMN CXXIX. (L. M.)
Submission and deliverance; or, Abraham's
offering his son. Gen. xxii. 6, &c.
1 SAINTS, at your Father's heav'nly word
Give up your comforts to the Lord;
He shall restore what you resign,
Or grant you blessings more divine.
2 So Abraham with obedient hand
Led forth his son at God's command;
The wood, the fire, the knife he took,
His arm prepar'd the dreadful stroke.
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Abraham, forbear, (the angel cry'd,)
Thy faith is known, thy love is try'd;
"Thy son shall live, and in thy seed
Shall the whole earth be bless'd indeed."
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The Lord displays deliv'ring pow'r ;
The mount of danger is the place
Where we shall see surprising grace.
HYMN CXXX. (L. M.)
Love and hatred. Phil. ii. 2. Eph. iv. 30, &c.
1 Now by the bowels of my God,
His sharp distress, his sore complaints,
By his last groans, his dying blood,
I charge my soul to love the saints.
2 Clamour, and wrath, and war be gone,
Envy and spite for ever cease,
Let bitter words no more be known
Amongst the saints, the sons of peace.
3 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove,
Flies from the realms of noise and strife;
Why should we vex and grieve his love,
Who seals our souls to heav'nly life?
4 Tender and kind be all our thoughts,
Thro' all our lives let mercy run;
So God forgives our num'rous faults,
For the dear sake of Christ his Son.
HYMN CXXXI. (L. M.)
The pharisee and the publican. Luke xviii.
10, &c.
1 BEHOLD how sinners disagree,
The Publican and Pharisee!
One doth his righteousness proclaim,
The other owns his guilt and shame.
2 This man at humble distance stands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands;
That boldly rises near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.
3 The Lord their diff'rent language knows,
And diff'rent answers he bestows,
The humble soul with grace he crowns,
Whilst on the proud his anger.frowns.
4 Dear Father, let me never be
Join'd with the boasting Pharisee;
I have no merits of my own,
But plead the suff'rings of thy Son.
HYMN CXXXII. (L. M,)
Holiness and grace. Titus ii, 10-13.
1 So let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess:
So let our works and virtues shine
To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
The honours of our Saviour God;
When the salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the pow'r of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be deny'd,
Passion and envy, lust and pride;
While justice, temp'rance, truth, and love
Our inward piety approve.
4 Religion bears our spirits up,
While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.
HYMN CXXXIII. (C. M.)
Love and charity. 1 Cor. xiii. 2—7, 13.
1 LET Pharisees of high esteem
Their faith and zeal declare,
All their religion is a dream
If love be wanting there.
2 Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provok'd in haste;
She lets the present injury die,
And long forgets the past.
3 [Malice and rage, those fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue;
Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill,
Tho' she endures the wrong.]
4 [She nor desires nor seeks to know
The scandals of the time;
Nor looks with pride on those below,
Nor envies those that climb,]
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HYMNS,
138-140.
5 She lays her own advantage by
To seek her neighbour's good;
So God's own Son came down to die,
And bought our lives with blood.
6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r
In all the realms above;
There faith and hope are known no more,
But saints for ever love.
HYMN CXXXIV. (L. M.)
Religion vain without love. 1 Cor. xiii. 1-3.
1 HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews,
And nobler speech that angels use,
If love be absent, I am found
Like tinkling brass, an empty sound,
3 Were I inspir'd to preach and tell
All that is done in heav'n and hell,
Or could my faith the world remove,
Still I am nothing without love.
3 Should I distribute all my store
To feed the bowels of the poor,
Or give my body to the flame,
To gain a martyr's glorious name ;
4 If love to God and love to men
Be absent, all my hopes are vain :
Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal,
The work of love can e'er fulfil.
HYMN CXXXV. (L. M.)
The love of Christ shed abroad in the heart.
Eph. iii. 16, &c.
1 COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
By faith and love in ev'ry breast;
Then shall we know, and taste, and feel
The joys that cannot be exprest.
2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength,
Make our enlarged souls possess,
And learn the height, and breadth, and
length
Of thine unmeasurable grace.
3 Now to the God whose pow'r can do
More than our thoughts or wishes know,
Be everlasting honours done
By all the church, thro' Christ his Son.
HYMN CXXXVI. (C. M.)
Sincerity and hypocrisy. John iv. 24.
Psalm cxxxix. 23, 24.
1 GOD is a spirit just and wise,
He sees our inmost mind;
In vain to heav'n we raise our cries,
And leave our souls behind.
2 Nothing but truth before his throne
With honour can appear ;
The painted hypocrites are known.
Thro' the disguise they wear.
3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies,
Their bending knees the ground;
But God abhors the sacrifice
Where not the heart is found.
4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways,
And make my soul sincere ;
Then shall I stand before thy face,
And find acceptance there.
HYMN CXXXVII. (L. M.)
Salvation by grace in Christ. 2 Tim. i. 9, 10
1 Now to the pow'r of God supreme
Be everlasting honours given,
Ile saves from hell, (we bless his name)
He calls our wand'ring feet to heav'n.
2 Not for our duties or deserts,
But of his own abounding grace,
He works salvation in our hearts,
And forms a people for his praise.
3 'Twas his own purpose that begun
To rescue rebels doom'd to die;
He gave us grace in Christ his Son
Before he spread the starry sky.
4 Jesus the Lord appears at last,
And makes his Father's counsels known;
Declares the great transactions past,
And brings immortal blessings down.
5 He dies; and in that dreadful night,
Did all the pow'rs of hell destroy;
Rising, he brought our heav'n to light,
And took possession of the joy.
HYMN CXXXVIII. (C. M.)
Saints in the hand of Christ. John x. 28, 29.
1 FIRM as the earth thy gospel stands,
My Lord, my hope, my trust;
If I am found in Jesus' hands,
My soul can ne'er be lost.
2 His honour is engag'd to save
The meanest of his sheep;
All that his heav'nly Father gave,
His hands securely keep.
3 Nor death nor hell shall e'er remov
His fav'rites from his breast;
In the dear bosom of his love
They must for ever rest.
HYMN CXXXIX. (L. M.)
Hope in the covenant. Heb. vi. 17-19.
1 How oft have sin and Satan strove
To rend my soul from thee, my God?
But everlasting is thy love,
And Jesus seals it with his blood.
The oath and promise of the Lord
Join to confirm the wond'rous grace;
Eternal pow'r performs the word,
And fills all heaven with endless praise.
3 Amidst temptations sharp and long
My soul to this dear refuge flies:
Hope is my anchor firm and strong,
While tempests blow and billows rise.
4 The gospel bears my spirits up;
A faithful and unchanging God
Lays the foundation for my hope
In oaths, and promises, and blood.
HYMN CXL. (C. M.)
A living and a dead faith. Collected from
several scriptures.
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1 MISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n,
And make their empty boast
Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n,
While they are slaves to lust.
2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead;
None but a living pow'r unites
To Christ the living head.

3 'Tis faith that changes all the heart;
"Tis faith that works by love;
That bids ali sinful joys depart,
And lifts the thoughts above.
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4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell
By a celestial pow'r;
This is the grace that shall prevail
In the decisive hour.
5 [Faith must obey her Father's will,
As well as trust his grace;
A pard'ning God is jealous still
For his own holiness.
6 When from the curse he set us free,
He makes our natures clean;
Nor would he send his Son to be,
'The minister of sin.
7 His Spirit purifies our frame,
And seals our peace with God;
Jesus and his salvation, came
By water and by blood.]
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HYMN CXLI. (S. M.)
The humiliation and exaltation of Christ.
Isaiah liii. 1-5, 10-12.
WHO has believ'd thy word,
Or thy salvation known!
Reveal thine arm, almighty Lord,
And glorify thy Son.
The Jews esteem'd him here,
Too mean for their belief:
Sorrows his chief acquaintance were,
And his companion, grief.
They turn'd their eyes away,
And treated him with scorn';
But 'twas their grief upon him lay,
Their sorrows he has borne.
'Twas for the stubborn Jews,
And Gentiles then unknown,
The God of justice pleas'd to bruise
His best beloved Son.
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"But I'll prolong his days,
"And make his kingdom stand;
My pleasure," saith the God of grace,
"Shall prosper in his hand.
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"[His joyful soul shall see
The purchase of his pain,
"And by his knowledge justify
"The guilty sons of men.]
["Ten thousand captive slaves,
"Releas'd from death and sin,
Shall quit their prisons and their graves,
"And own his pow'r divine.]
["Heav'n shall advance my Son
"To joys that earth deny'd ;
"Who saw the follies men had done,
And bore their sins, and dy'd.]
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HYMN CXLII. (S. M.)
The same. Isaiah liii. 6-9, 12.
LIKE sheep we went astray,
And broke the fold of God,
Each wand'ring in a diff'rent way,
But all the downward road.
How dreadful was the hour
When God our wand'rings laid,
And did at once his vengeance pour
Upon the Shepherd's head!
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How glorious was the grace
When Christ sustain'd the stroke!
His life and blood the Shepherd pays,
A ransom for the flock.
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His honour and his breath
Were taken both away;
Join'd with the wicked in his death,
And made as vile as they.
But God shall raise his head
O'er all the sons of men,
And make him see a num'rous seed,
To recompense his pain.
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"I'll give him," saith the Lord,
A portion with the strong:
"He shall possess a large reward,
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And hold his honours long."
HYMN CXLIII. (C, M.)
Characters of the children of God, from several
scriptures.
1 As new born babes desire the breast
To feed, and grow, and thrive;
So saints with joy the gospel taste,
And by the gospel live.
2 [With inward gust their heart approves
All that the word relates;
They love the men their Father loves,
And hate the works he hates.]
3 [Not all the flatt'ring baits on earth
Can make them slaves to lust;
They can't forget their heav'nly birth,
Nor grovel in the dust.
4 Not all the chains that tyrants use
Shall bind their souls to vice ;
Faith, like a conq'ror can produce
A thousand victories.]
5 [Grace, like an uncorrupting seed,
Abides and reigns within,
Immortal principles forbid
The sons of God to sin.]
6 [Not by the terrors of a slave
Do they perform his will,
But with the noblest powers they have
His sweet commands fulfil.]
7 They find access at ev'ry hour,
To God within the veil ;
Hence they derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And joys that never fail.
8 O happy souls! O glorious state
Of overflowing grace!
To dwell so near their Father's seat,
And see his lovely face.
9 Lord, I address thy heav'nly throne;
Call me a child of thine,
Send down the Spirit of thy Son
To form my heart divine.
10 There shed thy choicest loves abroad,
And make my comforts strong:
Then shall I say, " My Father God,"
With an unwav'ring tongue.
HYMN CXLIV. (C. M.)
The witnessing and sealing spirit.
Rom viii. 14, 16. Eph. i. 13, 14.
1 WHY should the children of a King
Go mourning all their days?
Great Comforter, descend and bring
Some tokens of thy grace.
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2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints.
And seal the heirs of heav'n?
When wilt thou banish my complaints
And show my sins forgiv'n.
3 Assure my conscience of her part
In the Redeemer's blood;
And bear thy witness with my heart,
That I am born of God.
4 Thou art the earnest of his love,
The pledge of joys to come;
And thy soft wings, celestial dove,
Will safe convey me home.
HYMN CXLV. (C. M.)
Christ and Aaron.
Taken from Heb. vii. and ix.
JESUS, in thee our eyes behold
A thousand glories more
Than the rich gems and polish'd gold
The sons of Aaron wore.
2 They first their own burnt-off'rings brought
To purge themselves from sin,
Thy life was pure without a spot,
And all thy nature clean.
3 [Fresh blood as constant as the day
Was on their altar spilt;
But thy one offering takes away
For ever all our guilt.]
4 [Their priesthood ran thro' several hands,
For mortal was their race; ✩
Thy never-changing office stands
Eternal as thy days.]
5 [Once in the circuit of a year
With blood, but not his own,
Aaron within the veil appears
Before the golden throne;
6 But Christ by his own pow'rful blood
Ascends above the skies,
And in the presence of our God
Shows his own sacrifice.]
7 Jesus, the King of Glory, reigns
On Sion's heav'nly hill,
Looks like a Lamb that has been slain,
And wears his priesthood still.
8 He ever lives to intercede
Before his Father's face ;
Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead,
Nor doubt the Father's grace.
HYMN CXLVI. (L.M.)
Characters of Christ, borrowed from inanimate
things, in scripture.
1 GO worship at Immanuel's feet,
See in his face what wonders meet :
Earth is too narrow to express
His worth, his glory, or his grace.
2 [The whole creation can afford
But some faint shadows of my Lord:
Nature, to make his beauties known,
Must mingle colours not her own.]
3 [Is he compar'd to wine or bread?
Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed ;
That flesh, that dying blood of thine,
Is bread of life, is heav'nly wine.]
4 [Is he a tree? The world receives
Salvation from his healing leaves;
That righteous branch, that fruitful bough,
Is David's root and offspring too.]
5 [Is he a rose? Not Sharon yields
Such fragrancy in all her fields:
Or if the lily he assume,
The vallies bless the rich perfume.]
6 [Is he a vine? His heav'nly root
Supplies the boughs with life and fruit:
O fet a lasting union join
My soul the branch to Christ the vine !]
7 [Is he the head? Each member lives,
And owns the vital pow'rs he gives;
The saints below, and saints above,
Join'd by his Spirit and his love.]
8 [Is he a fountain There I bathe
And heal the plague of sin and death;
These waters all my soul renew,
And cleanse my spotted garments too.]
9 [Is he a fire? He'll purge my dross,
But the true gold sustains no loss;
Like a refiner shall he sit,
And tread the refuse with his feet.]
10 [Is he a rock? How firm he proves!
The rock of ages never moves;
Yet the sweet streams that from him flow
Attend us all the desert thro'.]
11 [Is he a way? He leads to God;
The path is drawn in lines of blood;
There would I walk with hope and zeal,
Till I arrive at Zion's hill.]
12 [Is he a door? I'll enter in;
Behold the pastures large and green,
A paradise divinely fair,
None but the sheep have freedom there.]
13 [Is he design'd a corner-stone
For men to build their heav'n upon?
I'll make him my foundation too.
Nor fear the plots of hell below.]
14 [Is he a temple? I adore
Th' indwelling majesty and pow'r ;
And still to this most holy place,
Whene'er I pray, I turn my face.]
15 [Is he a star? He breaks the night,
Piercing the shades with dawning light:
I know his glories from afar,
I know the bright, the morning-star.]
16 [ls he a sun? His beams are grace,
His course is joy and righteousness;
Nations rejoice when he appears
To chase their clouds, and dry their tears.
17 O let me climb those higher skies,
Where storms and darkness never rise;
There he displays his pow'rs abroad,
And shines, and reigns th' incarnate God.]
18 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars,
Nor heav'n his full resemblance bears;
His beauties we can never trace,
Till we behold him face to face.
HYMN CXLVII. (L. M.)
The names and titles of Christ from several
scriptures.
1 ['TIS from the treasures of his word
I borrow titles for my Lord;
Nor art nor nature can supply
Sufficient forms of majesty.
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2 Bright image of the Father's face,
Shining with undiminish'd rays;
Th' eternal God's eternal Son,
The heir and partner of his throne.]
3 The King of kings, the Lord most high,
Writes his own name upon his thigh;
He wears a garment dipt in blood,
And breaks the nations with his rod.
4 Where grace can neither melt nor move,
The Lamb resents his injur'd love,
Awakes his wrath without delay,
And Judah's Lion tears the prey.
5 But when for works of peace he comes,
What winning titles he assumes!
Light of the World, and Life of Men :"
Nor bears those characters in vain.
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He acts the Mediator's part;
A friend and brother he appears,
And well fulfils the names he wears.
7 At length the Judge his throne ascends,
Divides the rebels from his friends,
And saints in full fruition prove
His rich variety of love.
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HYMN CXLVIII.
The same.
[WITH cheerful voice I sing
The titles of my Lord,
And borrow all the names
Of honour from his word :
Nature and art
Can ne'er supply
Sufficient forms
Of majesty.
As the 148th Psalm.
Eternal Son
Inherits and
Partakes the throne.]
In Jesus we behold
His Father's glorious face,
Shining for ever bright
With mild and glorious rays :
Th' eternal God's
"The word of God ;"
He rules the earth
With iron rod.
The sov'reign King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high,
Writes his own name upon
His garment and his thigh:
His name is call'd
Where promises and grace
Can neither melt nor move
The angry Lamb resents
The injuries of his love;
Awakes his wrath
Without delay,
As lions roar
And tear the prey.
Light of the world,
爷爷
​"And Life of men;'
Nor will he bear
Those names in vain.
But when for works of peace
The great Redeemer comes,
What gentle characters,
What titles he assumes!
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Immense compassion reigns
In our Immanuel's heart,
When he descends to act
A Mediator's part:
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He is a Friend
And Brother too;
Divinely kind,
Divinely true.
At length the Lord, the Judge,
His awful throne ascends,
And drives the rebels far
From favourites and friends :
Then shall the saints
Completely prove
The heights and depths
Of all his love.
HYMN CXLIX. (L. M.)
The offices of Christ, from several scriptures.
1 JOIN all the names of love and pow'r
That ever men or angels bore;
All are too mean to speak his worth,
Or set Immanuel's glory forth.
2 But what condescending ways
He takes to teach his heav'nly grace!
My eyes with joy and wonder see
What forms of love he bears for me.
3 [The "Angel of the covenant" stands
With his commission in his hands,
Sent from his Father's milder throne,
To make the great salvation known.]
4 [Great Prophet, let me bless thy name ;
By thee the joyful tidings came,
Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiv'n,
Of hell subdu'd, and peace with heav'n.]
5 [My bright Example, and my Guide,
I would be walking near thy side:
O let me never run astray,
Nor follow the forbidden way !]
6 [I love my shepherd, he shall keep
My wand'ring soul among his sheep:
He feeds his flock, he calls their names,
And in his bosom bears the lambs.]
7 [My surety undertakes my cause,
Answ'ring his Father's broken laws;
Behold my soul at freedom set,
My surety paid the dreadful debt.]
8 [Jesus, my great High Priest, has dy'd,
I seek no sacrifice beside;
His blood did once for all atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.]
9 [My advocate appears on high,
The Father lays his thunder by:
Not all that earth or hell can say,
Shall turn my Father's heart away.]
10 [My Lord, my Conq'ror, and my King,
Thy sceptre and thy sword I sing;
Thine is the vict'ry, and I sit,
A joyful subject at thy feet.]
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The Captain of salvation" leads:
March on, nor fear to win the day,
Tho' death and hell obstruct the way.
12 Should death and hell, and pow'rs un-
known,
Put all their forms of mischief on,
I shall be safe; for Christ displays
Salvation in more sov'reign ways.]
HYMN CL.
The same. As the 148th Psalm.
JOIN all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
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All are too mean
To speak his worth,
Too mean to set
My Saviour forth.
But O what gentle terms,
What condescending ways
Doth our Redeemer use
To teach his heav'nly grace!
Mine eyes with joy
And wonder see
What forms of love
He bears to me.
[Array'd in mortal flesh,
He like an angel stands,
And holds the promises
And pardons in his hands:
Commission'd from
His Father's throne
To make his grace
To mortals known.]
[Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless thy name;
By thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came;
The joyful news
Of sins forgiv'n.
Of hell subdu'd,
And peace with heav'n.]
[Be thou my counsellor,
My pattern and my guide;
And thro' this desert land
Still keep me near thy side:
O let my feet
Ne'er run astray,
Nor rove, nor seek
The crooked way.]
[I love my Shepherd's voice,
His watchful eyes shall keep
My wand'ring soul among
The thousands of his sheep:
He feeds his flock,
He calls their names,
His bosom bears
The tender lambs.]
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[To this dear surety's hand
Will I commit my cause ;
He answers and fulfils
His Father's broken laws:
Behold my soul
At freedom set!
My surety paid
The dreadful debt.]
[Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offer'd his blood and dy'd;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside:
His pow'rful blood
Did once atone;
And now it pleads
Before the throne.]
[My Advocate appears
For my defence on high,
The Father bows his ear,
And lays his thunder by:
Not all that hell
Or sin can say,
Shall turn his heart,
His love away.]
[My dear Almighty Lord,
My Conq'ror and my King,
Thy sceptre and thy sword,
Thy reigning grace I sing:
Thine is the power;
Behold I sit
In willing bonds
Before thy feet.]
[Now let my soul arise,
And tread the tempter down;
My Captain leads me forth
To conquest and a crown.
A feeble saint
Shall win the day,
Tho' death and hell
Obstruct the way.]
Should all the hosts of death,
And pow'rs of hell unknown,
Put their most dreadful forms
Of rage and mischief on,
I shall be safe!
For Christ displays
Superior pow'r,
And guardian grace.
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HYMNS.
BOOK II.
Composed on Divine Subjects.
HYMN I. (L. M.)
A song of praise to God from Great Britain.
1 NATURE with all her pow'rs shall sing
God the Creator and the king:
Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas,
Deny the tribute of their praise.
? [Begin to make his glories known,
Ye seraphs that sit near his throne;
Tune your harps high, and spread the
sound
To the creation's utmost bound.
3 All mortal things of meaner frame,
Exert your force and own his name;
Whilst with our souls, and with our voice.
We sing his honours and our joys.]
4 [To him be sacred all we have,
From the young cradle to the grave:
Our lips shall his loud wonders tell,
And every word a miracle.]
5 [This northern isle, our native land,
Lies safe in God th' Almighty's hand:
Our foes of vict'ry dream in vain,
And wear the captivating chain.
.6 He builds and guards the British throne,
And makes it gracious like his own:
Makes our successive princes kind,
And gives our dangers to the wind.]
7 Raise monumental praises high,
To him that thunders thro' the sky,
And with an awful nod or frown
Shakes an aspiring tyrant down.
8 [Pillars of lasting brass proclaim
The triumphs of th' eternal name;
While trembling nations read from far
The honours of the God of war.]
9 Thus let our flaming zeal employ
Our loftiest thoughts and loudest songs;
Britain, pronounce with warmest joy,
Hosanna from ten thousand tongues.
10 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame
Attempts in vain to reach thy name:
The strongest notes that angels raise,
Faint in the worship and the praise.
HYMN II. (C. M.)
The death of a sinner.
1 My thoughts on awful subjects roll;
Damnation and the dead;
What horrors seize the guilty soul
Upon a dying bed!
2 Ling'ring about these mortal shores,
She makes a long delay;
Till like a flood with rapid force
Death sweeps the wretch away.
3 Then swift and dreadful she descends
Down to the fiery coast,
Amongst abominable fiends,
Herself a frightful ghost.
4 There endless crowds of sinners lie,
And darkness makes their chains:
Tortur'd with keen despair they cry,
Yet wait for fiercer pains.
5 Not all their anguish and their blood
For their old guilt atones:
Nor the compassion of a God
Shall hearken to their groans.
6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath,
Nor bid my soul remove,
Till I had learn'd my Saviour's death,
And well insur'd his love!
HYMN III. (C. M.)
The death and burial of a saint.
1 WHY do we mourn departing frienas?
Or shake at death's alarms?
'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends
To call them to his arms.
2 Are we not tending upward too
As fast as time can move ?
Nor would we wish the hours more slow,
To keep us from our love.
3 Why should we tremble to convey
Their bodies to the tomb ?
There the dear flesh of Jesus lay,
And left a long perfume.
4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd,
And soften'd ev'ry bed:
Where should the dying members rest
But with the dying head.
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5 Thence he arose, ascending high,
And show'd our feet the way:
Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly,
At the great rising day.
6 Then let the last loud trumpet sound,
And bid our kindred rise;
Awake ye nations under ground;
Ye saints, ascend the skies.
HYMN IV. (L. M.)
Salvation in the cross.
1 HERE at thy cross, my dying God,
I lay my soul beneath thy love,
Beneath the droppings of thy blood,
Jesus, nor shall if e'er remove.
2 Not all that tyrants think or say,
With rage and lightning in their eyes,
Nor hell shall fright my heart away,
Should hell with all its legions rise.
3 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence,
Moveless and firm this heart should lie :
Resolv'd, (for that's my last defence)
If I must perish, there to die.
4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear ;
Am I not safe beneath thy shade?
Thy vengeance will not strike me here,
Nor Satan dares my soul invade.
5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood,
And all my foes shall lose their aim:
Hosanna to my dying God.
And my best honours to his name.
HYMN V. (L. M.)
Longing to praise Christ better.
1 LORD, when my thoughts with wonder roll
O'er the sharp sorrows of thy soul,
And read my Maker's broken laws,
Repair'd and honour'd by thy cross.
2 When I behold death, hell, and sin,
Vanquish'd by that dear blood of thine,
And see the man that groan'd and dy'd
Sit glorious by his Father's side.
3 My passions rise and soar above,
I'm wing'd with faith, and fir'd with love;
Fain would I reach eternal things,
And learn the notes that Gabriel sings.
4 But my heart fails, my tongue complains,
For want of their immortal strains;
And in such humble notes as these
Must fall below thy victories.
5 Well, the kind minute must appear
When we shall leave these bodies here,
These clogs of clay, and mount on high
To join the songs above the sky.
HYMN VI. (C. M.)
A Morning Song.
1 ONCE more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes thy waking eyes;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him that rules the skies.
2 Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav'n on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.
3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak his praise;
My sins would rouse his wrath to flame,
And yet his wrath delays.
4 [On a poor worm thy pow'r might tread,
And I could ne'er withstand;
Thy justice might have crush'd me dead,
But mercy held thine hand.
5 A thousand wretched souls are fled
Since the last setting sun,
And yet thou length'nest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.]
6 Dear God, let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light;
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasing night.
HYMN VII. (C. M.)
An Evening Song.
1 [DREAD Sov'reign, let my ev'ning song
Like holy incense rise;
Assist the off'rings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.
2 Thro' all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard!
And still to drive my wants away
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.]
3 Perpetual blessings from above
Encompass me around;,
But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!
4 What have I done for him that dy'd
To save my wretched soul?
How are my follies multiply'd,
Fast as my minutes roll!
5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross 1 flee;
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renew'd by thee.
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I lay me down to rest;
As in th' embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast.
HYMN VIII. (C. M.)
A hymn for morning or evening.
HOSANNA with a cheerful sound,
To God's upholding hand:
Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.
2 That was a most amazing pow'r
That rais'd us with a word,
And every day, and ev'ry hour,
We lean upon the Lord.
3 The ev'ning rests our weary head,
And angels guard the room;
We wake, and we admire the bed
That was not made our tomb.
4 The rising morning can't assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To seize our lives away.
5 Our breath is forfeited by sin
To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In every gasp we draw.
6 God is our sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night
Beneath his shady wings,
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HYMN IX. (C.M.)
Godly sorrow arising from the sufferings of
Christ.
1 ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 [Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, thine,
And bath'd in its own blood;
While all expos'd to wrath divine
The glorious Sufferer stood.]
3 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!
4 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God the mighty Maker dy'd
For man, the creature's sin.
5 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe :
Here, Lord, I give myself away;
'Tis all that I can do.
HYMN X. (C. M.)
Parting with carnal joys.
1 My soul forsakes her vain delight,
And bids the world farewell;
Base as the dirt beneath my feet,
And mischievous as hell.
2 No longer will I ask your love,
Nor seek your friendship more ;
The happiness that I approve
Lies not within your power.
S There's nothing round this spacious earth
That suits my large desire;
To boundless joy and solid mirth
My nobler thoughts aspire.
4 [Where pleasure rolls its living flood,
From sin and dross refin'd.
Still springing from the throne of God,
And fit to cheer the mind.
5 Th' Almighty Ruler of the sphere,
The glorious and the great,
Brings his own all-sufficience there
To make our bliss complete.]
6 Had I the pinions of a dove
I'd climb the heav'nly road;
There sits my Saviour dress'd in love,
And there my smiling God.
HYMN XI. (L. M.)
The same.
1 I SEND the joys of earth away;
Away, ye tempters of the mind!
False as the smooth deceitful sea,
And empty as the whistling wind.
2 Your streams were floating me along
Down to the gulph of black despair,
And whilst I listen'd to your song,
Your streams had e'en convey'd me there.
3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyss,
That drew me from those treach'rous seas,
And bid me seek superior bliss.
4 Now to the shining realins above
I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes;
O for the pinions of a dove
To bear me to the upper skies.
5 There from the bosom of my God
Oceans of endless pleasure roll;
There would I fix my last abode,
And drown the sorrows of my soul.
HYMN XII. (C. M.)
Christ is the substance of the levitical
priesthood.
1 THE true Messiah now appears,
The types are all withdrawn ;
So fly the shadows and the stars
Before the rising dawn.
2 No smoking sweets, nor bleeding lambs,
Nor kid nor bullock slain,
Incense and spice of costly names
Would all be burnt in vain.
3 Aaron must lay his robes away,
His mitre and his vest,
When God himself comes down to be
The off'ring and the priest.
4 He took our mortal flesh to show
The wonders of his love;
For us he paid his life below,
And prays for us above.
5" Father," he cries, "forgive their sins,
"For I myself have dy'd,"
And then he shows his open'd veins,
And pleads his wounded side.
HYMN XIII. (L. M.)
The creation, preservation, dissolution, and
restoration of this world.
1 SING to the Lord that built the skies,
The Lord that rear'd this stately frame;
Let half the nations sound his praise,
And lands unknown repeat his name.
2 He form'd the seas, and form'd the bills,
Made ev'ry drop and ev'ry dust,
Nature and time with all their wheels,
And push'd them into motion first.
3 Now from his high imperial throne
He looks far down upon the spheres ;
He bids the shining orbs roll on,
And round he turns our hasty years.
4 Thus shall this moving engine last
Till all his saints are gather'd in;
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blast
To shake it all to dust again!
5 Yet when the sound shall tear the skies,
And lightning burn the globe below,
Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes,
There's a new heav'n and earth for you,
HYMN XIV. (S. M.)
The Lord's Day; or, Delight in ordinances,
1
WELCOME, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast
And these rejoicing eyes.
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15, 16.
17, 18, 19.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day,
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
3
One day amidst the place
Where my dear God hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.
4
My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.
HYMN XV. (L. M)
The enjoyment of Christ.
1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be
gone,
Let my religious hours alone ;
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see,
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.
2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire:
Come, my dear Jesus, from above,
And feed my soul with heav'nly love.
3 [The trees of life immortal stand
In flourishing rows at thy right hand,
And in sweet murmurs by their side
Rivers of bliss perpetual glide.
1 Haste then, but with a smiling face,
And spread the table of thy grace:
Bring down a taste of fruit divine,
And cheer my heart with sacred wine.]
5 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare!
How sweet thy entertainments are!
Never did angels taste above
Redeeming grace, and dying love.
6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine!
In thee thy Father's glories shiue;
Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one,
'That eyes have seen, or angels known.
HYMN XVI. (L.M.)
Part the second.
7 LORD, what a heav'n of saving grace,
Shines thro' the beauties of thy face,
And lights our passions to a flame!
Lord, how we love thy charining name!
8 When I can say, my God is mine,
When I can feel thy glories shine,
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that earth calls good or great.
9 While such a scene of sacred joys
Our raptur'd eyes and souls employs,
Here we could sit, and gaze away
A long, an everlasting day.
10 Well, we shall quickly pass the night
To the fair coasts of perfect light;
Then shall our joyful senses rove
O'er the dear object of our love.
11 [There shall we drink full draughts of bliss
And pluck new life from heav'nly trees:
Yet, now and then, dear Lord, bestow
A drop of heav'n on worms below.
12 Send comforts down from thy right-hand,
While we pass thro' this barren land,
And in thy temple let us see
A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee.]
HYMN XVII. (C. M.)
God's eternity.
RISE, rise, my soul, and leave the ground,
Stretch all thy thoughts abroad,
And rouse up ev'ry tuneful sound
To praise th' eternal God.
2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread,
Jehovah fill'd his throne;
Or Adam form'd, or angels made,
The Maker liv'd alone,
3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease,
But still maintain their prime;
Eternity's his dwelling-place,
And ever is bis time.
4 While like a tide our minutes flow,
The present and the past,
He fills his own immortal now,
And sees our ages waste.
5 The sea and sky must perish too,
And vast destruction come!
The creatures-look, how old they grow,
And wait their fiery doom!
6 Well, let the sea shrink all away,
And flame melt down the skies;
My God shall live an endless day,
When th' old creation dies.
HYMN XVIII. (L. M.)
The ministry of angels.
1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light.
The King of Glory spreads his seat,
And troops of angels stretch'd for flight,
Stand waiting round his awful feet.
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2" Go," saith the Lord, my Gabriel go,
Salute the virgin's fruitful womb;
41
Make haste, ye cherubs, down below,
Sing and proclaim the Saviour come.'
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46
3 Here a bright squadron leaves the skies,
And thick around Elisha stands ;
Anon a heav'nly soldier flies,
And breaks the chains from Peter's hands.
4 Thy winged troops, O God of hosts,
Wait on thy wand'ring church below.
Here we are sailing to thy coasts,
Let angels be our convoy too.
5 Are they not all thy servants, Lord ?
At thy command they go and come;
With cheerful haste obey thy word,
And guard thy children to their home.
HYMN XIX. (C. M.)
Our frail bodies, and God our preserver,
1 LET others boast how strong they be,
Nor death, nor danger fear;
But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay;
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
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3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone :
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God supports our frame,
The God that built us first;
Salvation to th' Almighty name,
That rear'd us from the dust.
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20, 21.
22, 23, 24.
HYMNS,
BOOK II.
5 [He spoke, and straight our hearts and
brains
4
In all their motions rose;
Let blood," said he, "flow round the veins,"
And round the veins it flows.
6 While we have breath, or use our tongues,
Our Maker we'll adore ;
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no. more.]
HYMN XX. (C. M.)
Backslidings and returns.
1 WHY is my heart so far from thee,
My God, my chief delight?
Why are my thoughts no more by day
With thee, no more by night?
2 [Why should my foolish passions rove?
Where can such sweetness be
As I have tasted in thy love,
As I have found in thee.]
3 When my forgetful soul renews
The savour of thy grace,
My heart presumes I cannot lose
The relish all my days.
4 But ere one fleeting hour is pass'd,
The flatt'ring world employs
Some sensual bait to seize my taste,
And to pollute my joys.
5 [Trifles of nature or of art,
With fair deceitful charms,
Intrude upon my thoughtless heart,
And thrust.thee from my arms.]
6 Then I repent, and vex my soul
That I should leave thee so;
Where will those wild affections roll
That let a Saviour go?
7 [Sin's promis'd joys are turn'd to pain,
And I am drown'd in grief ;
But my dear Lord returns again,
He flies to my relief.
8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise,
He draws with loving bands;
Divine compassion in his eyes,
And pardon in his hands.]
9 [Wretch that I am to wander thus
In chase of false delight!
Let me be fasten'd to thy cross,
Rather than lose thy sight.]
10 [Make haste, my days, to reach the goal,
And bring my heart to rest
On the dear centre of my soul,
My God, my Saviour's breast.]
HYMN XXI- (L. M.)
A song of praise to God the redeemer.
1 LET the old heathens tune their song
Of great Diana and of Jove;
But the sweet theme that moves my tongue
Is my Redeemer and his love.
2 Behold a God descends and dies,
To save my soul from gaping hell!
How the black gulf where Satan lies,
Yawn'd to receive me when I fell!
3 How justice frown'd and vengeance stood
To drive ine down to endless pain!
But the great Son propos'd his blood,
And heav'nly wrath grew mild again.
Inanite Lover! gracious Lord!
To thee be endless honours giv'n :
Thy wond'rous name shall be ador'd
Round the wide earth, and wider heav'n.
HYMN XXII. (L. M.)
With God is terrible majesty.
1 TERRIBLE God, that reign'st on high,
How awful is thy thund'ring hand!
Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly!
Nor can all earth or hell withstand.
2 This the old rebel angels knew,
And Satan fell beneath thy frown:
Thine arrows struck the traitor thro',
And weighty vengeance sunk him down.
3 Thus Sodom felt, and feels it still,
And roars beneath th' eternal load;
"With endless burnings who can dwell,
Or bear the fury of a God !”
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4 Tremble, ye sinners, and submit,
Throw down your arms before his throne;
Bend your heads low beneath his feet,
Or his strong hand shall crush you down.
3 And ye, blest saints, that love him too,
With rev'rence bow before his name ;
Thus all his heav'nly servants do:
God is a bright and burning flame.
HYMN XXIII. (L. M.)
The sight of God and Christ in heaven.
1 DESCEND from heav'n, immortal Dove,
Stoop down and take us on thy wings,
And mount and bear us far above
The reach of these inferior things.
2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky,
Up where eternal ages roll,
Where solid pleasures never die,
And fruits immortal feast the soul.
30 for a sight, a pleasing sight
Of our Almighty Father's throne!
There sits our Saviour crown'd with light,
Cloth'd in a body like our own.
4 Adoring saints around him stand,
And thrones, and pow'rs before him fall;
The God shines gracious thro' the man,
And sheds sweet glories on them all.
5 0 what amazing joys they feel,
While to their golden harps they sing,
And sit on every heav'nly hill,
And spread the triumphs of their King!
6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear,
That 1 shall mount to dwell above,
And stand and bow amongst them there,
And view thy face, and sing, and love?
HYMN XXIV. (L. M.)
The evil of sin visible in the fall of angels and
men.
1 WHEN the great Builder arch'd the skies,
And form'd all nature with a word,
The joyful cherubs tun'd his praise,
And every bending throne ador'd.
2 High in the midst of all the throng,
Satan, a tall archangel, sat,
Amongst the morning stars he sung,
Till sin destroy'd his heav'nly state.
3 ['Twas sin' that hurl'd him from his throne,
Grovelling in fire the rebel lies:
"How art thou sunk in darkness down,
Son of the morning, from the skies !"I
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28, 29.
HYMNS,
BOOK II.
4 And thus our two first parents stood,
Till sin defil'd the happy place;
They lost their garden and their God,
And ruin'd all their unborn race.
5 [So sprung the plague from Adam's bow'r,
And spread destruction all abroad;
Sin, the curs'd name! that in one hour,
Spoil'd six days labour of a God.]
6 Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief,
That such a foe should seize thy breast;
Fly to the Lord for quick relief!
O may he slay this treach'rous guest,
7 Then to thy throne, victorious King,
Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise,
Thine everlasting arm we sing,
For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies.
HYMN XXV. (C. M.)
Complaining of spiritual sloth.
1 My drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so ?
Awake, my sluggish soul!
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half so dull.
2 The little ants for one poor grain
Labour, and tug, and strive;
Yet we, who have a heav'n ť' obtain,
How negligent we live!
3 We, for whose sake all nature stands,
And stars their courses move;
We, for whose guard the angel bands
Come flying from above;
4 We, for whom God the Son came down,
And labour'd for our good,
How careless to secure that crown
He purchas'd with his blood!
5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still,
And never act our parts?
Come, holy Dove, from th' heav'nly hill,
And sit, and warm our hearts.
6 Then shall our active spirits move,
Upward our souls shall rise :
With hands of faith, and wings of love,
We'll fly and take the prize.
(L. M.)
HYMN XXVI.
God invisible.
1 LORD, we are blind, we mortals blind;
We can't behold thy bright abode;
O'tis beyond a creature's mind,
To glance a thought half way to God.
2 Infinite leagues beyond the sky,
The Great Eternal reigns alone,
Where neither wings nor soul can fly,
Nor angels climb the topless throne.
3 The Lord of glory builds his seat
Of gems insufferably bright,
And lays beneath his sacred feet
Substantial beams of gloomy night.
4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes
Look thro' and cheer us from above;
Beyond our praise thy grandeur flies,
Yet we adore, and yet we love.
HYMN XXVII. (L.M.)
Praise ye him, all his angels. Psalm cxlviii. 2.
1 GOD! the eternal awful name!
That the whole heav'nly army fears,
That shakes the wide creation's frame,
And Satan trembles when he hears.
2 Like flames of fire his servants are,
And light surrounds his dwelling-place;
But Oye fiery flames, declare
The brighter glories of his face.
3 'Tis not for such poor worms as we,
To speak so infinite a thing;
But your immortal eyes survey
The beauties of your sov'reign King.
4 Tell how he shows his smiling face,
And clothes all heav'n in bright array:
Triumph and joy run thro' the place,
And songs eternal as the day.
5 Speak, (for you feel his burning love)
What zeal it spreads thro' all your frame:
That sacred fire dwells all above,
For we on earth have lost the name.
6 [Sing of his pow'r and justice too,
That infinite right-hand of his,
That vanquish'd Satan and his crew,
And thunder drove them down from bliss.]
7 [What mighty storms of poison'd darts
Were hurl'd upon the rebels there!
What deadly jav'lins nail'd their hearts
Fast to the racks of long despair!]
8 [Shout to your King, you heav'nly host,
You that beheld the sinking foe;
Firmly ye stood when they were lost:
Praise the rich grace that kept you so.]
9 Proclaim his wonders from the skies,
Let every distant nation hear;
And while you sound his lofty praise,
Let humble mortals bow and fear.
HYMN XXVIII. (C. M.)
Death and eternity.
1 STOOP dowu, my thoughts, that use to rise,
Converse awhile with death:
Think how a gasping mortal lies,
And pants away his breath.
2 His quivering lip hangs feebly down,
His pulses faint and few;
Then, speechless, with a doleful groan
He bids the world adieu.
3 But, 0, the soul that never dies!
At once it leaves the clay!
Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies,
And track its wond'rous way.
4 Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts triumphing there;
Or devils plunge it down to hell,
In infinite despair.
5 And must my body faint and die
And must this soul remove?
O for some guardian angel nigh,
To bear it safe above!
6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand
My naked soul I trust:
And my flesh waits for thy command,
To drop into my dust.
HYMN XXIX. (C. M.)
Redemption by price and power.
1 JESUS, with all thy saints above,
My tongue would bear her part,
Would sound alcud thy saving love,
And sing thy bleeding heart.
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30, 31.
32, 33.
HYMNS,
BOOK II.
2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord,
Who bought me with his blood,
And quench'd his Father's flaming sword
In his own vital flood:
3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul
From Satan's heavy chains,
And sent the lion down to howl,
Where hell and horror reigns.
4 All glory to the dying Lamb,
And never ceasing praise,
While angels live to know his name,
Or saints to feel his grace.
HYMN XXX. (S. M.)
Heavenly joy on earth.
1 [COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known:
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
The sorrows of the mind
Be banish'd from the place:
Religion never was design'd
To make our pleasures less.]
10
Let those refuse to sing
That never knew our God,
But favourites of the heav'nly King
May speak their joys abroad.
[The God that rules on high,
And thunders when he please,
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And manages the seas :]
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our love;
He shall send down his heav'nly pow'rs
To carry us above.
There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin ;
There from the rivers of his grace
Drink endless pleasures in.
Yes, and before we rise
To that immortal state,
The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.
[The men of grace have found
Glory begun below:
Celestial fruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.]
9
The hill of Sion yields
A thousand sacred sweets.
Before we reach the heav'nly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground,
To fairer worlds on high.
HYMN XXXI.
(L. M.)
Christ's presence makes death easy.
1 WHY should we start and fear to die?
What tim'rous worms we mortals are!
Death is the gate of endless joy,
And yet we dread to enter there.
2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away;
Still we shrink back again to life,
Fond of our prison and our clay.
3 0, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless thro' Death's iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd.
4 Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on his breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
HYMN XXXII. (C. M.)
Frailty and folly.
1 How short and hasty is our life!
How vast our souls' affairs!
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive
To lavish out their years.
2 Our days run thoughtlessly along,
Without a moment's stay;
Just like a story or a song
We pass our lives away.
3 God from on high invites us home,
But we march heedless on,
And ever hast'ning to the tomb,
Stoop downwards as we run.
4 How we deserve the deepest hell,
That slight the joys above!
What chains of vengeance should we feel,
That break such cords of love!
5 Draw us, O God, with sov'reign grace,
And lift our thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal race,
And see salvation nigh.
HYMN XXXIII. (C. M.)
The blessed society in heaven.
1 RAISE thee, my soul, fly up, and run
Thro' every heav'nly street,
And say, There's nought below the sun
That's worthy of thy feet.
2 [Thus will we mount on sacred wings,
And tread the courts above :
Nor earth, nor all her mightiest things
Shall tempt our meanest love.]
3 There on a high majestic throne
Th' Almighty Father reigns,
And sheds his glorious goodness down
On all the blissful plains.
4 Bright, like a sun, the Saviour sits,
And spreads eternal noon;
No ev'nings there, nor gloomy nights,
To want the feeble moon.
5 Amidst those ever-shining skies
Behold the sacred Dove,
While banish'd sin and sorrow flies
From all the realms of love.
6 The glorious tenants of the place
Stand bending round the throne;
And saints and seraphs sing and praise
The infinite Three-One.
7 [But O! what beams of heav'nly grace
Transport them all the while!
Ten thousand smiles from Jesus' face,
And love in every smile!]
8 [Jesus! and when shall that dear day,
That joyful hour appear,
When I shall leave this house of clay,
To dwell amongst them there?]
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34, 35, 36.
37, 38, 39.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
HYMN XXXIV. (C. M.)
Breathing after the Holy Spirit.
1 COME, holy Spirit, heav'nly, Dove,
With all thy quick'ning pow'rs,
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hreats of ours.
2 Look how we grovel here below,
Fond of these trifling toys:
Our souls can neither fly nor go
To reach eternal joys.
3 In vain we tune our formal songs,
In vain we strive to rise:
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord! and shall we ever lie
At this poor dying rate,
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great?
5 Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,
With all thy quick'ning pow'rs;
Come shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.
HYMN XXXV. (C. M.)
Praise to God for creation and redemption.
1 LET them neglect thy glory, Lord,
Who never knew thy grace;
But our loud songs shall still record
The wonders of thy praise.
2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee,
And send them to thy throne;
All glory to th' United Three,
The Undivided One.
3 'Twas he (and we'll adore his name)
That form'd us by a word:
'Tis he restores our ruin'd frame :
Salvation to the Lord.
4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies
Repeat the joyful sound;
Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect the voice
In one eternal round.
HYMN XXXVI. (S. M.)
Christ's intercession.
WELL, the Redeemer's gone
T' appear before our God,
To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne
With his atoning blood.
1
2
3
+
5
6
No fiery vengeance now,
Nor burning wrath comes down :
If justice call for sinners' blood,
The Saviour shows his own.
Before his father's eye
Our humble suit he moves :
The Father lays his thunder by,
And looks, and smiles, and loves.
Now may our joyful tongues
Our Maker's honour sing;
Jesus the priest receives our songs,
And bears them to the King.
[We bow before his face,
And sound his glories high;
"Hosanna to the God of grace
"That lays his thunder by.]
"On earth thy mercy reigns,
"And triumphs all above;"
But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains
To speak immortal love!
7
[How jarring and how low
Are all the notes we sing!
Sweet Saviour, tune our songs anew,
And they shall please the King.]
HYMN XXXVII. (C. M.)
The same.
1 LIFT up your eyes to th' heav'nly seats
Where your Redeemer stays;
Kind intercessor, there he sits,
And loves, and pleads, and prays.
2 'Twas well, my soul, he dy'd for thee,
And shed his vital blood,
Appeas'd stern justice on the tree,
And then arose to God.
3 Petitions now and praise may rise,
And saints their off rings bring,
The priest with his own sacrifice
Presents them to the King.
4 [Let Papists trust what names they please,
Their saints and angels boast;
We've no such advocates as these.
Nor pray to th' heav'nly host.]
5 Jesus alone shall bear my cries
Up to his Father's throne:
He, dearest Lord! perfumes my sighs,
And sweetens every groan.
6 [Ten thousand praises to the King,
Hosanna in the highest;
1en thousand thanks our spirits bring
To God and to his Christ.]
HYMN XXXVIII. (C.M.)
Love to God.
1 HAPPY the heart where graces reign,
Where love inspires the breast;
Love is the brightest of the train,
And strengthens all the rest.
2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain,
And all in vain our fear;
Our stubborn sins will fight and reign
If love be absent there.
3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet
In swift obedience move;
The devils know and tremble too;
But Satan cannot love.
4 This is the grace that lives and sings
When faith and hope shall cease;
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings
In the sweet realms of bliss.
5 Before we quite forsake our clay,
Or leave this dark abode,
The wings of love bear us away
To see our smiling God.
HYMN XXXIX. (C. M.)
The shortness and misery of life.
1 OUR days, alas! our mortal days
Are short and wretched too;
"Evil and few," the patriarch says,
And well the patriarch knew.
2 'Tis but at best a narrow bound
That heav'n allows to men,
And pains and sins run thro' the round
Of threescore years and ten.
3 Well, if ye must be sad and few,
Run on, my days, in haste;
Moments of sin, and months of woe,
Ye cannot fly too fast.
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40, 41, 42.
43, 44.
HYMNS,
BOOK II.
4 Let heav'nly love prepare my soul,
And call her to the skies,
Where years of long salvation roll,
And glory never dies.
HYMN XL. (C. M.)
Our comfort in the covenant made with Christ.
1 OUR God, how firm his promise stands,
E'en when he hides his face!
He trusts in our Redeemer's hands
His glory and his grace.
2 Then why, my soul, these sad complaints,
Since Christ and we are one?
Thy God is faithful to his saints,
Is faithful to his Son.
3 Beneath his smiles my heart has liv'd,
And part of heav'n possess'd ;
I praise his name for grace receiv'd,
And trust him for the rest.,
HYMN XLI. (L. M.)
1
A sight of God mortifies us to the world.
[UP
P to the fields where angels lie,
And living waters gently roll,
Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly,
But sin hangs heavy on my soul.
2 Thy wond'rous blood, dear dying Christ,
Can make this load of guilt remove;
And thou canst bear me where thou.fly'st,
On thy kind wings, celestial Dove !]
3 O might I once mount up and see
The glories of th' eternal skies,
What little things these worlds would be!
How despicable to my eyes!
4 Had I a glance of thee, my God,
Kingdoms and men would vanish soon,
Vanish, as tho' I saw them not,
As a dim candle dies at noon.
5 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave,
I should perceive the noise no more
Than we can hear a shaking leaf,
While rattling thunders round us roar.
6 Great All in All, eternal King,
Let me but view thy lovely face,
And all my pow'rs shall bow, and sing
Thine endless grandeur and thy grace.
HYMN XLII. (C. M.)
Delight in God.
1 My God, what endless pleasures dwell
Above at thy right hand!
The courts below, how amiable,
Where all thy graces stand.
2 The swallow near the temple lies,
And chirps a cheerful note;
The lark mounts upwards to the skies,
And tunes her warbling throat.
3 And we, when in thy presence, Lord,
We shout with joyful tongues :
Or sitting round our Father's board,
We crown the feast with songs.
4 While Jesus shines with quick'ning grace,
We sing and mount on high:
But if a frown becloud his face,
We faint, and tire, and die.
5 [Just as we see the lonesome dove,
Bemoan her widow'd state,
Wand'ring she flies thro' all the grove,
And mourns her loving mate.
6 Just so our thoughts from thing to thing
In restless circles rove,
Just so we droop, and hang the wing,
When Jesus hides his love.]
HYMN XLIII. (L. M.)
Christ's sufferings and glory.
1 Now for a tune of lofty praise
To great Jehovah's equal Son!
Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays,
Tell the loud wonders he hath done.
2 Sing how he left the worlds of light
And the bright robes he wore above,
How swift and joyful was his flight
On wings of everlasting love.
3 [Down to this base, this sinful earth,
He came to raise our nature high;
He came t'atone almighty wrath;
Jesus, the God, was born to die.]
4 [Hell and its lions roar'd around:
His precious blood the monsters spilt,
While weighty sorrows press'd him down,
Large as the loads of all our guilt.]
5 Deep in the shades of gloomy death,
Th' almighty Captive pris'ner lay;
Th' almighty Captive left the earth,
And rose to everlasting day.
6 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light,
Up to his throne of shining grace;
See what immortal glories sit
Round the sweet beauties of his face.
7 Amongst a thousand harps and songs.
Jesus, the God, exalted reigns;
His sacred name fills all their tongues,
And echoes thro' the heav'nly plains.
HYMN XLIV. (L. M.)
Hell; or, The vengeance of God.
1 WITH holy fear and humble song,
The dreadful God our souls adore;
Rev'rence and awe become the tongue
That speaks the terrors of his pow'r.
2 Far in the deep where darkness dwells,
The land of horror and despair,
Justice has built a dismal hell,
And laid her stores of vengeance there.
3 [Eternal plagues and heavy chains,
Tormenting racks and fiery coals,
And darts t' inflict immortal pains,
Dy'd in the blood of damned souls.]
4 [There Satan the first sinner lies,
And roars, and bites his iron bands;
In vain the rebel strives to rise,
Crush'd with the weight of both thine
hands.]
5 There guilty ghosts of Adam's race
Shriek out, and howl beneath thy rod;
Once they could scorn a Saviour's grace,
But they incens'd a dreadful God.
6 Tremble, my soul, and kiss the son;
Sinners, obey the Saviour's call;
Else your damnation hastens on,
And hell gapes wide to wait your fall.
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48, 49, 50.
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HYMN XLV.
(L. M.)
God's condescension to our worship.
THY favours, Lord, surprise our sonls!
Will the Eternal dwell with us?
What canst thou find beneath the poles
To tempt thy chariot downward thus?
2 Still might he fill his starry throne,
And please his ears with Gabriel's songs;
But th' heav'nly Majesty comes down,
And bows to hearken to our tongues.
3 Great God, what poor returns we pay
For love so infinite as thine!
Words are but air, and tongues but clay;
But thy compassion's all divine.
HYMN XLVI. (L. M.)
God's condescension to human affairs.
1 UP to the Lord that reigns on high,
And views the nations from afar,
Let everlasting praises fly,
And tell how large his bounties are.
2 [He that can shake the worlds he made,
Or with his word, or with his rod
His goodness how amazing great!
And what a condescending God!]
3 [God, that must stoop to view the skies,
And bow to see what angels do,
Down to our earth he casts his eyes,
And bends his footsteps downward too.]
4 He over-rules all mortal things,
And manages our mean affairs;
On humble souls the King of Kings
Bestows his counsels and his cares.
5 Our sorrows and our tears we pour
Into the bosom of our God;
He hears us in the mournful hour,
And helps us bear the heavy load.'
6 In vain might lofty princes try
Such condescension to perform!
For worms were never rais'd so high
Above their meanest fellow-worm.
7 O could our thankful hearts devise
A tribute equal to thy grace;
To the third heav'n our songs should rise,
And teach the golden harps thy praise.
HYMN XLVII. (L. M.)
Glory and grace in the person of Christ.
Now to the Lord a noble song!
Awake, my soul; awake, my tongue :
Hosanna to th' eternal name,
And all his boundless love proclaim.
2 See where it shines in Jesus' face,
The brightest image of his grace;
God, in the person of his Son,
Has all his mightiest works outdone.
3 The spacious earth and spreading flood
Proclaim the wise, the pow'rful God;
And thy rich glories from afar
Sparkle in ev'ry rolling star.
4 But in his looks a glory stands,
The noblest labour of thine hands:
The pleasing lustre of his eyes
Outshines the wonders of the skies.
5 Grace, 'tis a sweet, a charming theme
My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name:
Ye angels, dwell upon the sound,
Ye heav'ns, reflect it to the ground.
6 O, may 1 live to reach the place
Where he unveils his lovely face.
Where all his beauties you behold,
And sing his name to harps of gold!
HYMN XLVIII. (C. M.)
Love to the creatures is dangerous.
1 How vain are all things here below!
How false, and yet how fair!
Each pleasure hath its poison too,
And ev'ry sweet a snare.
2 The brightest things below the sky
Give but a flatt'ring light;
We should suspect some danger nigh
Where we possess delight.
3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends,
The partners of our blood,
How they divide our wav'ring minds,
And leave but half for God!
4 The fondness of a creature's love,
How strong it strikes the sense!
Thither the warm affections move,
Nor can we call them thence.
5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be
My soul's eternal food;
And grace command my heart away
From all created good.
HYMN XLIX. (C. M.)
Moses dying in the embraces of God.
1 DEATH cannot make our souls afraid
If God be with us there;
We may walk thro' its darkest shade,
And never yield to fear.
2 I could renounce my all below,
If my Creator bid:
And run, if I were call'd to go.
And die as Moses did.
3 Might I but climb to Pisgah's top,
And view the promis'd land,
My flesh itself should long to drop,
And pray for the command.
4 Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arm
I would forget my breath,
And lose my life among the charms
Of so divine a death,
HYMN L. (L. M.)
Comfort under sorrows and pains.
1 Now let the Lord my Saviour smile,
And show my name upon his heart,
I would forget my pains awhile,
And in the pleasure lose the smart.
2 But O! it swells my sorrows high
To see my blessed Jesus frown!
My spirits sink, my comforts die,
And all the springs of life are down.
3' Yet why, my soul, why these complaints?
Still while he frowns, his bowels move ;
Still on his heart he bears his saints,
And feels their sorrows and his love.
4 My name is printed on his breast;
His book of life contains my name;
I'd rather have it there impress'd,
Than in the bright records of fame.
5 When the last fire burns all things here,
Those letters shall securely stand,
And in the Lamb's fair book appear
Writ by th' eternal Father's hand,
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6 Now shall my minutes smoothly run,
Whilst here I wait my Father's will;
My rising and my setting sun
Roll gently up and down the hill.
HYMN LI. (L. M.)
God the son equal with the father.
1 BRIGHT King of Glory, dreadful God!
Our Spirits bow before thy seat;
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful feet.
2 [Thy pow'r hath form'd, thy wisdom sways.
All nature with a sov'reign word;
And the bright world of stars obeys
The will of their superior Lord.]
3 [Mercy and truth unite in one,
And smiling sit at thy right hand;
Eternal justice guards thy throne,
And vengeance waits thy dread command.]
4 A thousand seraphs strong and bright
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who amongst the sons of light
Pretends comparison with thee?
5 Yet there is one of human frame,
Jesus, array'd in flesh and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God.
6 [Their glory shines with equal beams,
Their essence is for ever one;
Tho' they are known by diff'rent names,
The Father God, and God the Son.
7 Then let the name of Christ our King
With equal honours be ador'd;
His praise let ev'ry angel sing,
And all the nations own their Lord.]
HYMN LII. (C. M.)
Death dreadful or delightful.
1 DEATH! 'tis a melancholy day
To those that have no God,
When the poor soul is forc'd away
To seek her last abode.
2 In vain to heav'n she lifts her eyes;
But guilt, a heavy chain,
Still drags ber downward from the skies,
To darkness, fire, and pain.
3 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell,
Let stubborn sinners fear;
You must be driven from earth, and dwell
A long for ever there.
4 See how the pit gapes wide for you,
And flashes in your face;
And thou, my soul, look downward too,
And sing recov'ring grace.
5 He is a God of sov'reign love
That promis'd heav'n to me,
And taught my thoughts to soar above,
Where happy spirits be.
6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand,
Then come the joyful day;
Come, death, and some celestial band
To bear my soul away,
HYMN LIII, (C. M:)
The pilgrimage of the saints.
1 LORD! what a wretched land is this
That yields us no supply!
No cheering fruits, no wholesome trees,
Nor streams of living joy.
2 But pricking thorns thro' all the ground
And mortal poisons grow,
And all the rivers that are found
With dang'rous waters flow.
3 Yet the dear path to thine abode
Lies thro' this horrid land;
Lord! we would keep the heav'nly road,
And run at thy command.
4 [Our souls shall tread the desert thro'
With undiverted feet;
And faith and flaming zeal subdue
The terrors that we meet.]
5 A thousand savage beasts of prey
Around the forest roam;
But Judah's lion guards the way,
And guides the strangers home.
6 [Long nights and darkness dwell below,
With scarce a twinkling ray;
But the bright world to which we go
Is everlasting day.].
7 [By glimm'ring hopes and gloomy fears
We trace the sacred road,
Thro' dismal deeps and dang'rous snares
We make our way to God.]
8 Our journey is a thorny maze,
But we march upward still;
Forget these troubles of the way,
And reach at Zion's hill.
9 [See the kind angels at the gates
Inviting us to come;
There Jesus the forerunner waits
To welcome trav'llers home.]
10 There, on a green and flow'ry mount
Our weary souls shall sit,
And with transporting joys recount
The labours of our feet.
11 [No vain discourse shall fill our tongue,
Nor trifles vex our ear;
Infinite grace shall be our song,
And God rejoice to hear.]
12 Eternal glories to the King,
That brought us safely thro';
Our tongues shall never cease to sing,
And endless praise renew.
HYMN LIV. (C. M.)
God's presence is light in darkness.
1 My God, the spring of all my joys
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights.
2 In darkest shades if he appear,
My dawning is begun;
He is my soul's sweet morning star,
And he my rising sun.
3 The op'ning heav'ns around me shin
With beams of sacred bliss,
While Jesus shows his heart is mine,
And whispers, “ I am his !"
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4 My soul would leave this heavy clay
At that transporting word,
Run up with joy the shining way
T'embrace my dearest Lord.
5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death,
I'll break thro' every foe;
The wings of love, and arms of faith,
Should bear me conq'ror thro'.
HYMN LV. (C. M.)
Frail life and succeeding eternity.
1 THEE we adore, eternal name,
And humbly own to thee,
How feeble is our mortal frame!
What dying worms are we!
2 [Our wasting lives grow shorter still,
As months and days increase;
And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves but the number less.]
3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're travelling to the grave.
4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground
To push us to the tomb;
And fierce diseases wait around
To hurry mortals home.
5 Good God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things!
Th' eternal states of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on ev'ry breath;
And yet how unconcern'd we go
Upon the brink of death!
7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dang'rous road;
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God!
HYMN LVI. (C. M.)
The misery of being without God in this
world.
1 No, I shall envy them no more
Who grow profanely great,
Tho' they increase their golden store,
And rise to wond'rous height.
2 They taste of all the joys that grow
Upon this earthly clod!
Well they may search the creature thro',
For they have ne'er a God
3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too,
And think your life your own;
But death comes hast'ning on to you.
To mow your glory down.
4 Yes, you must bow your stately head,
Away your spirit flies,
And no kind angel near your bed
To bear it to the skies.
5 Go now, and boast of all your stores,
And tell how bright you shine;
Your heaps of glitt ring dust are yours,
And my Redeemer's mine.
HYMN LVII. (L. M.)
The pleasures of a good conscience.
1 LORD, how secure and bless'd are they
Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin!
Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea,
Their minds have heav'n and peace within.
2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads,
Made up of innocence and love;
And soft and silent as the shades
Their nightly minutes gently move.
3 [Quick as their thoughts their joys'come on,
But fly not half so fast away;
Their souls are ever bright as noon,
And calm as summer ev'nings be.
4 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills,
Where groves of living pleasure grow!
And longing hopes and cheerful smiles,
Sit undisturb'd upon their brow.]
5 They scorn to seek our golden toys,
But spend the day, and share the night,
In numb'ring o'er the richer joys
That heav'n prepares for their delight.
5 While wretched we, like worms and moles,
Lie grovelling in the dust below;
Almighty grace, renew our souls,
And we'll aspire to glory too.
HYMN LVIII. (C. M.)
The shortness of life, and the goodness of God.
1 TIME! what an empty vapour 'tis !
And days, how swift they are!
Swift as an Indian arrow flies,
Or like a shooting star.
2 [The present moments just appear,
Then slide away in haste,
That we can never say, "They're here."
But only say, "They're past."]
3 [Our life is ever on the wing,
And death is ever nigh;
The moment when our lives begin,
We all begin to die.]
Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days
Thy lasting favours share,
Yet with the bounties of thy grace
Thou load'st the rolling year.
5 'Tis sov'reign mercy finds us food,
And we are cloth'd with love:
While grace stands pointing out the road,
That leads our souls above.
6 His goodness runs an endless round;
All glory to the Lord!
His mercy never knows a bound;
And be his name ador'd!
7 Thus we begin the lasting song;
And when we close our eyes,
Let the next age thy praise prolong,
Till time and nature dies.
HYMN LIX. (C. M.)
Paradise on earth.
1 GLORY to God that walks the sky,
And sends his blessings thro';
That tells his saints of joys on
And gives a taste below...
high,
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61, 62, 63.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
2 [Glory to God that stoops his throne,
That dust and worms may see't,
And brings a glimpse of glory down,
Around his sacred feet.
3 When Christ, with all his graces crown'd,
Sheds his kind beams abroad,
'Tis a young heav'n on earthly ground,
And glory in the bud.
4 A blooming paradise of joy
In this wild desert springs,
And ev'ry sense I straight employ
On sweet celestial things.
5 White lilies all around appear,
And each his glory shows;
The rose of Sharon blossoms here,
The fairest flow'r that blows.
6 Cheerful I feast on heav'nly fruit,
And drink the pleasures down;
Pleasures that flow hard by the foot
Of the eternal throne.]
7 But ah! how soon my joys decay!
How soon my sins arise!
And snatch the heav'nly scene away
From these lamenting eyes!
8 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when
The shining day appear,
That I shall leave those clouds of sin,
And guilt and darkness here?
9 Up to the fields above the skies
My hasty feet would go,
There everlasting flow'rs arise,
And joys unwith'ring grow.
HYMN LX. (L. M.)
The truth of God the promiser.
1 PRAISE, everlasting praise, be paid
To him that earth's foundations laid;
Praise to the God whose strong decrees
Sway the creation as he please.
2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord,
Who rules his people by his word;
And there, as strong as his decrees,
He sets his kindest promises.
3 [Firm are the words his prophets give,
Sweet words on which his children live;
Each of them is the voice of God,
Who spoke and spread the skies abroad.
4 Each of them pow'rful as that sound
That bid the new-made heav'ns go round;
And stronger than the solid poles,
On which the wheel of nature rolls.]
5 Whence then should doubts and fears arise?
Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes?
Slowly, alas! our mind receives
The comforts that our Maker gives.
60 for a strong, a lasting faith,
To credit what th' Almighty saith!
T' embrace the message of his Son,
And call the joys of heav'n our own.
7 Then should the earth's old pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break,
Our steady souls should fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
HYMN LXI. (C. M.)
A thought of death and glory.
1 MY soul, come meditate the day,
And think how near it stands,
When thou must quit this house of clay,
And fly to unknown lands.
8 Our everlasting hopes arise,
Above the ruinable skies,
Where the eternal Builder reigns,
And his own courts his pow'r sustains.
2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view
The hollow gaping tomb;
This gloomy prison waits for you,
Whene'er the summons come.]
3 O could we die with those that die,
And place us in their stead;
Then would our spirits learn to fly,
And converse with the dead:
4 Then should we see the saints above
In their own glorious forms,
And wonder why our souls should love
To dwell with mortal worms.
5 [How we should scorn these clothes of flesh,
These fetters, and this load!
And long for ev'ning to undress,
That we may rest with God.]
6 We should almost forsake our clay
Before the summons come,
And pray, and wish our souls away
To their eternal home.
HYMN LXII. (C. M.)
God the thunderer; or, The last judgment, and
hell.
Made in a great sudden storm of thunder,
August 20, 1697.
1 SING to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts;
And thou, O earth, adore :
Let death and hell thro' all their coasts
Stand trembling at his pow'r.
2 His Bounding chariot shakes the sky;
He makes the clouds his throne;
There all his stores of lightning lie,
Till vengeance dart them down.
3 His nostrils breathe out fiery streams,
And from his awful tongue
A sov'reign voice divides the flames,
And thunder roars along.
4 Think, O my soul, the dreadful day,
When this incensed God
Shall read the sky, and burn the sea,
And fling his wrath abroad!
5 What shall the wretch the sinner do?
He once defy'd the Lord :
But he shall dread the Thund'rer now,
And sink beneath his word.
6 Tempests of angry fire shall roll
To blast the rebel worm,
And beat upon his naked soul
In one eternal storm.
HYMN LXIII. (C. M.)
A funeral thought.
1 HARK! from the tombs a doleful sound,
My ears attend the cry;
Ye living men, come view the ground,
"Where you must shortly lie.
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2" Princes, this clay must be your bed,
In spite of all your tow'rs;
"The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head..
"Must lie as low as ours,'
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HYMNS,
67, 68.
3 Great God! is this our certain doom?
Aud are we still secure?
Still walking downward to our tomb,
And yet prepare no more!
4 Grant us the pow'rs of quick'ning grace,
To fit our souls to fly:
Then, when we drop this dying flesh,
We'll rise above the sky.
HYMN LXIV.
(L. M.)
God the glory and defence of Zion.
1 HAPPY the church, thou sacred place,
The seat of thy Creator's grace;
Thine holy courts are his abode,
Thou earthly palace of our God.
2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates
A guard of heav'nly warriors waits;
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,
Fix'd on his counsels and his love.
3 Thy foes in vain designs engage,
Against his throne in vain they rage,
Like rising waves, with angry roar,
That dash and die upon the shore.
4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell:
Nor fear the wrath of Rome and hell;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.
5 God is our shield, and God our sun
Swift as the fleeting moments_run,
Ou us he sheds new beans of grace,
And we reflect his brightest praise.
HYMN LXV. (C. M.)
YO
The hope of heaven our support under trials on
earth.
1 WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to ev'ry fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurl'd,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all:
4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
HYMN LXVI. (C. M.)
A prospect of heaven makes death easy.
1 THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never with'ring flow'rs:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours.
3 [Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood,
Stand dress'd in living green:
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
While Jordan roll'd between.
4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,
To cross this narrow sea;
And linger shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.]
5 O! could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With unbeclouded eyes!
6 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,
Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood,
Should fright us from the shore.
HYMN LXVII. (C. M.)
God's eternal dominion.
1 GREAT God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we!
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
2 Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Ere seas or stars were made ;
Thou art the ever-living God,
Were all the nations dead.
3 Nature and time quite naked lie
To thine immense survey,
From the formation of the sky
To the great burning day.
4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands present in thy view:
To thee there's nothing old appears;
Great God! there's nothing new.
5 Our lives thro' various scenes are drawn,
And vex'd with trifling cares,
While thine eternal thought moves on
Thine undisturb'd affairs.
6 Great God! how infinite art thou!
What worthless worms are we ?
Let the whole race of creatures bow,
And pay their praise to thee.
HYMN LXVIII. (C. M.)
The humble worship of heaven.
1 FATHER, I long, I faint to see
The place of thine abode;
I'd leave thy earthly courts, and flee
Up to thy seat, my God!
2 Here I behold thy distant face,
And 'tis a pleasing sight;
But to abide in thine embrace
Is infinite delight.
3 I'd part with all the joys of sense
To gaze upon thy throne;
Pleasure springs fresh for ever thence,
Unspeakable, unknown.
4 [There all the heav'nly hosts are seen,
In shining ranks they move,
And drink immortal vigour in,
With wonder and with love.
5 Then at thy feet with awful fear
Th' adoring armies fall.
With joy they shrink to nothing there,
Before th' eternal All.
6 There I would vie with all the host
In duty and in blist;
While less than nothing I could boast,
And vanity confess
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HYMNS,
BOOK II.
7 The more thy glories strike mine eyes,
The humbler I shall lie ?
1
Thus while I sink, my joys shall rise
Unmeasurably high.
HYMN LXIX. (C. M.)
The faithfulness of God in his promises.
[BEGIN, my tongue, some neav'nly theme
And speak some boundless thing,
The mighty works, or mightier name
Of our eternal King.
2 Tell of his wond'rous faithfulness,
And sound his pow'r abroad;
Sing the sweet promise of his grace,
And the performing God.
3 Proclaim, "salvation from the Lord,
"For wretched dying men ;"
His hand has writ the sacred word
With an immortal pen.
4 Engrav'd as in eternal brass
The mighty promise shines;
Nor can the pow'rs of darkness rase
Those everlasting lines.]
"My
5 [He that can dash whole worlds to death,
And make them when he please;
He speaks, and that almighty breath
Fulfils his great decrees.
6 His very word of grace is strong
As that which built the skies;
The voice that rolls the stars along,
Speaks all the promises.
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7 He said, Let the wide heav'n be spread,"
And heaven was stretch'd abroad
Abra'm, I'll be thy God," he said,
And he was Abra'm's God.
8 O, might I hear thine heav'nly tongue
But whisper, " Thou art mine!"
Those gentle words should raise my song
To notes almost divine.
9 How would my leaping heart rejoice,
And think my heav'n secure!
I trust the all-creating voice,
And faith desires no more.]
HYMN LXX. (L. M.)
God's dominion over the sea. Psa. cvii. 23, &c.
1 GOD of the seas, thy thund'ring voice
Makes all the roaring waves rejoice!
And one soft word of thy command
Can sink them silent in the sand.
2 If but a Moses wave thy rod,
The sea divides and owns its God;
The stormy floods their Maker knew,
And let his chosen armies thro'.
3 The scaly flocks amidst the sea,
To thee, their Lord, a tribute pay;
The meanest fish that swims the flood
Leaps up, and means a praise to God.
4 [The larger monsters of the deep,
On thy commands attendance keep;
By thy permission sport and play,
And cleave along their foaming way.
5 If God his voice of tempest rears,
Leviathan lies still and fears;
Anon he lifts his nostrils high,
And sports the ocean to the sky.]
6 How is thy glorious pow'r ador'd,
Amidst those watery nations, Lord!
Yet the bold men that trace the seas,
Bold men, refuse their Maker's praise.
7 [What scenes of miracle they see,
And never tune a song to thee!
While on the flood they safely ride,
They curse the hand that smooths the tide.
8 Anon they plunge in watery graves,
And some drink death among the waves :
Yet the surviving crew blaspheme,
Nor own the God that rescued them.]
9 O for some signal of thine hand,
Shake all the seas, Lord, shake the land;
Great Judge descend, lest men deny
That there's a God that rules the sky.
HYMN LXXI.
(C. M.)
Praise to God from all creatures.
1 THE glories of my Maker, God,
My joyful voice shall sing,
And call the nations to adore
Their Former and their King.
2 'Twas his right hand that shap'd our clay,
And wrought this human frame;
But from his own immediate breath
Our nobler spirits came.
3 We bring our mortal pow'rs to God,
And worship with our tongues:
We claim some kindred with the skies,
And join th' angelic songs.
4 Let grov'ling beasts of every shape,
And fowls of every wing,
And rocks, and trees, and fires, and seas,
Their various tribute bring.
5 Ye planets to his honour shine,
And wheels of nature roll;
Praise him in your unwearied course
Around the steady pole.
6 The brightness of our Maker's name
The wide creation fills,
And his unbounded grandeur flies
Beyond the heav'nly hills.
HYMN LXXII. (C. M.)
The Lord's Day.
1 BLESS'D morning, whose young dawning
rays
Beheld our rising God;
That saw him triumph o'er the dust,
And leave his dark abode.
2 In the cold prison of a tomb
The dead Redeemer lay,
Till the revolving skies had brought
The third, th' appointed day.
3 Hell and the grave unite their force
To hold our God in vain ;
The sleeping Conqueror arose,
And burst their feeble chain.
4 To thy great name, almighty Lord,
These sacred hours we pay,
And
And loud hosannas shall proclaim
The triumph of the day.
5 [Salvation and immortal praise
To our victorious King;
Let heav'n, and earth, and rocks, and seas,
With glad hosannas ring.]
HYMN LXXIII. (C. M.)
Doubts scattered; or, Spiritual joy restored.
1 HENCE from my soul, sad thoughts be
gone,
And leave me to my joys;
My tongue shall triumph in my God,
And make a joyful noise,
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2 Darkness and doubts had veil'd my mind,
And drown'd my head in tears,
Till sovreign grace with shining rays
Dispell'd my gloomy fears.
3 0, what immortal joys I felt,
And raptures all divine,
When Jesus told me I was his,
And my beloved mine.
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4 In vain the tempter frights my soul,
And breaks my peace in vain;
One glimpse, dear Saviour, of thy face,
Revives my joys again.
2
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5
HYMN LXXIV. (S. M.)
Repentance from a sense of divine goodness.
Is this the kind return,
And these the thanks we owe?
Thus to abuse eternal love,
Whence all our blessings flow?
To what a stubborn frame
Has sin reduc'd our mind!
What strange rebellious wretches we,
And God as strangely kind!
[On us he bids the sun
Shed his reviving rays;
For us the skies their circles run
To lengthen out our days.
4 The brutes obey their God,
And bow their necks to men;
But we more base, more brutish things,
Reject his easy reign.]
Turn, turn us, mighty God,
And mould our souls afresh ;
Break, sov'reign grace, these hearts of stone,
And give us hearts of flesh.
6 Let old ingratitude
Provoke our weeping eyes,
And hourly, as new mercies fall,
Let hourly thanks arise.
HYMN LXXV. (C. M.)
Spiritual and eternal joys.
1 FROM thee, my God, my joys shall rise,
And run eternal rounds
Beyond the limits of the skies,
And all created bounds.
2 The holy triumphs of my soul
Shall death itself outbrave;
Leave dull mortality behind,
And fly beyond the grave.
3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns
In heaven's unmeasur'd space,
I'll spend a long eternity
In pleasure and in praise.
4 Millions of years my wond'ring eyes
Shall o'er thy beauties rove,
And endless ages I'll adore
The glories of thy love.
5 [Sweet Jesus, every smile of thine
Shall fresh endearments bring;
And thousand tastes of new delight
From all thy graces spring.
6 IIaste, my beloved, fetch my soul
Up to thy bless'd abode;
Fly, for my spirit longs to see
My Saviour and my God.
HYMN LXXVI. (C. M.)
The resurrection and ascension of Christ.
1 HOSANNA to the Prince of Light,
That cloth'd himself in clay,
Enter'd the iron gates of death,
And tore the bars away.
2 Death is no more the king of dread
Since our Immanuel rose ;
He took the tyrant's sting away,
And spoil'd our hellish foes.
3 See how the conq'ror mounts aloft,
And to his Father flies,
With scars of honour in his flesh,
And triumph in his eyes.
4 There our exalted Saviour reigns,
And scatters blessings down;
Our Jesus fills the middle seat
Of the celestial throne.
5 [Raise your devotion, mortal tongues,
To reach his bless'd abode ;
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To our incarnate God.
6 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise;
Let heav'n, and all created things,
Sound our Immanuel's praise.]
HYMN LXXVII. (L. M.
The christian warfare.
1 [STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the gospel-armour on;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain-Saviour's gone.
2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course,
But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes;
Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross,
And sung the triumph when he rose.]
3 [What tho' the prince of darkness rage,
And waste the fury of his spite,
Eternal chains confine him down
To fiery deeps, and endless night.
4 What tho' thine inward lusts rebel,
'Tis but a struggling gasp for life:
The weapons of victorious grace
Shall slay thy sins, and end the strife.]
5 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heav'nly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glitt'ring robes for conq'rors wait.
6 There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace,
While all the armies of the skies
Join in my glorious Leader's praise.
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HYMN LXXVIII. (C. M.)
Redemption by Christ,
1 WHEN the first parents of our race
Rebell'd and lost their God,
And the infection of their sin
Had tainted all our blood,
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2 Infinite pity touch'd the heart
Of the eternal Son;
Descending from the heav'nly court,
He left his Father's throne.
3 Aside the Prince of Glory threw
His most divine array,
And wrapt his Godhead in a veil
Of our inferior clay.
4 His living pow'r and dying love
Redeem'd unhappy men,
And rais'd the ruins of our race
To life and God again.
5 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh and soul
We joyfully resign;
Bless'd Jesus, take us for thy own,
For we are doubly thine.
6 Thine honour shall for ever be
The business of our days,
For ever shall our thankful tongues
Speak thy deserved praise.
HYMN LXXIX. (C. M.)
Praise to the redeemer.
1 PLUNG'D in a gulph of dark despair
We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimm'ring day.
2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of Grace
Beheld our helpless grief;
He saw, and (O amazing love!)
He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above
With joyful haste he fled,
Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.
4 He spoil'd the pow'rs of darkness thus,
And brake our iron chains;
Jesus has freed our captive souls
From everlasting pains.
5 [In vain the baffled prince of hell
His cursed projects tries;
We that were doom'd his endless slaves,
Are rais'd above the skies.]
60 for this love, let rocks and hills
Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.
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7 [Yes, we will praise thee, dearest Lord,
Our souls are all on flame :
Hosanna round the spacious earth
To thine adored name.
8 Angels, assist our mighty joys,
Strike all your harps of gold:
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.]
HYMN LXXX. (S. M,)
God's awful pover and goodness.
O THE almighty Lord!
How matchless is his pow'r ?
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word
And all the heav'ns adore.
2 Let proud imperious kings
Bow low before his throne !
Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things,
Or he shall tread you down.
3
Above the skies he reigns,
And, with amazing blows,
He deals unsufferable pains
On his rebellious foes.
4 Yet, everlasting God!
We love to speak thy praise;
Thy sceptre's equal to thy rod,
The sceptre of thy grace.
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5 The arms of mighty love
Defend our Zion well,
And heav'nly mercy walls us round
From Babylon and hell.
Salvation to the King
That sits enthron'd above:
Thus we adore the God of might,
And bless the God of love.
HYMN LXXXI. (C. M.)
Our sin the cause of Christ's death.
1 AND now the scales have left mine eyes
Now I begin to see;
O, the curs'd deeds my sins have done!
What murd'rous things they be!
2 Were these the traitors, dearest Lord,
That thy fair body tore ?
Monsters that stain'd those heav'nly limbs
With floods of purple gore!
3 Was it for crimes that I had donc
My dearest Lord was slain,
When Justice seiz'd God's only Son,
And put his soul to pain?
4 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of Peace,
I'll wound my God no more;
Hence from my heart, ye sins be gone,
For Jesus I adore.
5 Furnish me, Lord, with heav'nly arms
From grace's magazine,
And I'll proclaim eternal war
With every darling sin.
HYMN LXXXII. (C. M.)
Redemption and protection from spiritual
enemies.
1 ARISE, my soul, my joyful pow'rs,
And triumph in my God;
Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim
His glorious grace abroad.
2 He rais'd me from the deeps of sin,
The gates of gaping hell,
And fix'd my standing more secure
Than 'twas before I fell.
3 The arms of everlasting love
Beneath my soul he plac'd,
And on the rock of ages set
My slippery footsteps fast.
4 The city of my blest abode
Is wall'd around with grace;
Salvation for a bulwark stands
To shield the sacred place.
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5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite,
And all his legions roar;
Almighty mercy guards my life,
And bounds his raging pow'r.
6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice,
And tunes of pleasure sing;
Loud hallelujahs shall address
My Saviour and my King.
HYMN LXXXIII. (C. M.)
The passion and exaltation of Christ.
1 THUS saith the Ruler of the skies,
"Awake, my dreadful sword;
Awake, my wrath, and smite the man,
My fellow," saith the Lord.
2 Vengeance receiv'd the dread command,
And armed, down she flies ;
Jesus submits t' his Father's hand,
And bows his head, and dies.
3 But O! the wisdom and the grace
That join with vengeance now!
He dies to save our guilty race,
And yet he rises too.
4 A person so divine was he
Who yielded to be slain,
That he could give his soul away,
And take his life again.
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5 Live, glorious Lord! and reign on high,
Let every nation sing;
And angels sound with endless joy
The Saviour and the King.
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1 COME, all harmonious tongues,
Your noblest music bring,
Tis Christ the everlasting God,
And Christ the man we sing.
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HYMN LXXXIV. (S. M.)
The same.
4 [The waves of swelling grief
Did o'er his bosom roll,
Tell how he took our flesh
To take away our guilt;
Sing the dear drops of sacred blood
That hellish monsters spilt.
[Alas, the cruel spear
Went deep into his side,
And the rich flood of purple gore
Their murd'rous weapons dy'd.]
And mountains of almighty wrath
Lay heavy on his soul.]
Down to the shades of death
He bow'd his awful head;
Yet he arose to live and reign
When death itself is dead.
No more the bloody spear,
The cross and nails no more;
For heil itself shakes at his name,
And all the heavens adore.
There the Redeemer sits
High on the Father's throne;
The Father lays his vengeance by,
And smiles upon his Son.
There his full glories shine
With uncreated rays,
And bless his saints' and angels' eyes
To everlasting days.
HYMN LXXXV. (C. M.)
Sufficiency of pardon.
1 WHY does your face, ye humble souls,
Those mournful colours wear?
What doubts are these that waste your faith
And nourish your despair?
2 What tho' your num'rous sins exceed
The stars that fill the skies,
And aiming at th' eternal throne,
Like pointed mountains rise?
3 What tho' your mighty guilt beyond
The wide creation swell,
And has its curs'd foundations laid
Low as the deeps of hell?
4 See here an endless ocean flows
Of never-failing grace;
Behold a dying Saviour's veins
The sacred flood increase :
5 It rises high and drowns the hills,
'T has neither shore nor bound:
Nor if we search to find our sins,
Our sins can ne'er be found.
6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace
That buries all our faults,
And pard'ning blood, that swells above,
Our follies and our thoughts.
HYMN LXXXVI. (C. M.)
Freedom from sin and misery in heaven.
1 OUR sins, alas! how strong they be!
And, like a violent sea,
They break our duty, Lord, to thee.
And hurry us away.
2 The waves of trouble how they rise!
How loud the tempests roar !
But death shall land our weary souls
Safe on the heav'nly shore.
3 There to fulfil his sweet commands
Our speedy feet shall move;
No sin shall clog our winged zeal,
Or cool our burning love.
4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell
The wonders of his grace,
Till heav'nly raptures fire our hearts,
And smile in ev'ry face.
5 For ever his dear sacred name
Shall dwell upon our tongue,
And Jesus and Salvation be
The close of every song.
HYMN LXXXVII. (C. M.)
The divine glories above our reason,
1 How wond'rous great, how glorious.
bright
Must our Creator be,
Who dwells amidst the dazzling light
Of vast infinity!
2 Our soaring spirits upward rise
Toward the celestial throne;
Fain would we see the blessed Three,
And the almighty One.
3 Our reason stretches all its wings,
And climbs above the skies:
But still how far beneath thy feet
Our grov'ling reason lies!
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4 [Lord, here we bend our humble souls,
And awfully adore ;
For the weak pinions of our mind
Can stretch a thought no more.]
5 Thy glories infinitely rise
Above our lab'ring tongue;
In vain the highest seraph tries
To form an equal song.
6 [In humble notes our faith adores
The great mysterious King,
While angels strain their nobler pow'rs,
And sweep th' immortal string.]
HYMN LXXXVIII. (C. M.)
Salvation.
1 SALVATION! O, the joyful sound!
'Tis pleasure to our ears;
A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.
2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,
At hell's dark door we lay;
But we arise by grace divine
To see a heav'nly day.
3 Salvation! let the echo fly
The spacious earth around.
While all the armics of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.
HYMN LXXXIX. (C. M.)
Christ's victory over Satan.
1 HOSANNA to our conq'ring King!
The prince of darkness flies,
His troops rush headlong down to hell,
Like lightning from the skies.
• There, bound in chains, the lions roar,
And fright the rescu'd sheep;
But heavy bars confine their pow'r
And malice to the deep.
3 Hosanna to our conq'ring King,
All bail, incarnate love!
Ten thousand songs and glories wait
To crown thy head above.
4 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless fame
Thro' the wide world shall run,
And everlasting ages sing
The triumphs thou hast won.
HYMN XC. (C.M.)
Faith in Christ for pardon and sanctification,
1 How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds
Fast in his slavish chains.
But there's a voice of sov'reign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;
"Ho, ye despairing sinners, come,
"And trust upon the Lord."
3 My soul obeys th' almighty call,
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord,
O! help my unbelief.
4 (To the dear fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest die.
5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King,
My reigning sins subdue;
Drive the old dragon from his seat,
With all his hellish crew.]
6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worn,
On thy kind arms I fall:
Be thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus, and my all.
HYMN XCI. (C. M.)
The glory of Christ in heaven.
1 O THE delights, the heav'nly joys,
The glories of the place,
Where Jesus sheds the brightest beams
Of his o'erflowing grace.
2 Sweet majesty and awful love
Sit smiling on his brow,
And all the glorious ranks above
At humble distance bow.
3 [Princes to his imperial name
Bend their bright sceptres down :
Dominions, thrones, and pow'rs rejoice
To see him wear the crown.
4 Archangels sound his lofty praise
Thro' ev'ry heav'nly street,
And lay their highest honours down
Submissive at his feet.
5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his
That once rude iron tore,
High on a throne of light they stand,
And all the saints adore.
6 His head, the dear majestic head
That cruel thorns did wound,
See what immortal glories shine,
And circle it around.]
7 This is the Man, th' exalted Man,
Whom we unseen adore ;
But when our eyes behold his face,
Our hearts shall love him more.
8 [Lord, how our souls are all on fire
To see thy bless'd abode;
Our tongues rejoice in tunes of praise
To our incarnate God,
9 And whilst our faith enjoys this sight,
We long to leave our clay;
And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord,
To fetch our souls away.]
HYMN XCII. (C. M.)
The church saved, and her enemies disap-
pointed.
Composed the 5th of November, 1694.
1 SHOUT to the Lord, and let our joys
Thro' the whole nation run:
Ye British skies, resound the noise
Beyond the rising sun.
2 Thee, mighty God, our souls admire,
Thee our glad voices sing;
And join with the celestial choir
To praise th' eternal King.
3 Thy pow'r the whole creation rules,
And on the starry skies
Sits smiling at the weak designs
Thine envious foes devise.
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4 Thy scorn derides their feeble rage,
And with an awful frown
Flings vast confusion on their plots,
And shakes their Babel down.
5 [Their secret fires in caverns lay,
And we the sacrifice:
But gloomy caverns strove in vain
To 'scape all-searching eyes.
6 Their dark designs were all reveal'd,
Their treasons all betray'd;
Praise to the God that broke the snare
Their cursed bands had laid.]
7 In vain the busy sons of hell
Still new rebellions try,
Their souls shall pine with envious rage,
And vex away and die.
8 Almighty grace defends our land
From their malicious pow'r :
Let Britain with united songs
Almighty grace adore.
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0 [Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell:
'Tis Paradise when thou art here,
If thou depart, 'tis hell.]
HYMN XCIII. (S. M.)
God all, and in all. Psalm lxxiii. 25,
My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call,
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
3 [The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.]
5 [Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.]
7
[To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne
And dwell where Jesus is.]
6
Nor earth, nor all the sky
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
8
Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll,
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul..
[To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.]
HYMN XCIV. (C, M.)
God my only happiness. Psalm lxxiii. 25.
1 My God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting all,
I've none but thee in heav'n above,
Or on this earthly ball.
[What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.]
3 [In vain the bright, the burning sun
Scatters his feeble light ;
'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon :
If thou withdraw, 'tis night.
4 And whilst upon my restlessbed,
Amongst the shades I roll,
If my Redeemer show his head,
'Tis morning with my soul.]
5 To thee we owe our wealth, and friends,
And health, and safe abode;
Thanks to thy name for meaner things,
But they are not my God.
6 How vain a toy is glittring wealth,
If once compar'd to thee;
Or what's my safety, or my health,
Or all my friends to me?
7 Were I possessor of the earth,
And call'd the stars my own,
Without thy graces and thyself
I were a wretch undone.
8 Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore,
Grant me the visits of thy face,
And I desire no more.
HYMN XCV. (C. M.)
Look on him whom they pierced, and mourn,
1 INFINITE grief! amazing woe!
Behold my bleeding Lord:
Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death
And us'd the Roman sword,
20, the sharp pangs of smarting pain
My dear Redeemer bore,
When knotty whips and ragged thorns
His sacred body tore !
3 But knotty whips and ragged thorns
In vain do I accuse:
In vain I blame the Roman bands,
And the more spiteful Jews.
4 'Twere you, my sins, my cruel sins,
His chief tormentors were;
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5 'Twere you that pull'd the vengeance down
Upon his guiltless head:
Break, break, my heart, O burst mine eyes,
And let my sorrows bleed.
Each of my crimes became a nail,
And unbelief the spear.
6 Strike, mighty grace, my flinty soul,
Till melting waters flow,
And deep repentance drown mine eyes
In undissembled woe.
HYMN XCVI. (C. M.,
Distinguishing love.
1 DOWN headlong from their native skies
The rebel angels fell,
And thunderbolts of flaming wrath
Pursu'd them deep to hell.
2 Down from the top of earthly bliss
Rebellious man was hurl'd;
And Jesus stoop'd beneath the grave
To reach a sinking world.
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3 O love of infinite degree!
Unmeasurable grace!
Must heav'n's eternal Darling die
To save a trait'rous race?
4 Must angels sink for ever down,
And burn in quenchless fire,
While God forsakes his shining throne
To raise us wretches higher?
5 O for this love let earth and skies
With hallelujabs ring,
And the full choir of human tongues
All hallelujahs sing.
HYMN XCVII. (L. M.)
The same.
1 FROM heav'n the sinning angels fell,
And wrath and darkness chain'd them down;
But man, vile man, forsook his bliss,
And mercy lifts him to a crown.
2 Amazing work of sov'reign grace
That could distinguish rebels so!
Our guilty treasons call'd aloud
For everlasting fetters too.
3 To thee, to thee, Almighty Love,
Our souls, ourselves, our all we pay :
Millions of tongues shall sound thy praise
On the bright hills of heav'nly day.
HYMN XCVIII. (C. M.)
Hardness of heart complained of.
1 My heart, how dreadful hard it is!
How heavy here it lies!
Heavy and cold within my breast,
Just like a rock of ice!
2 Sin, like a raging tyrant, sits
Upon this flinty throne,
And ev'ry grace lies buried deep
Beneath this heart of stone.
3 How seldom do I rise to God,
Or taste the joys above!
This mountain presses down my faith,
And chills my flaming love.
4 When smiling mercy courts my soul,
With all its heav'nly charms,
This stubborn, this relentless thing,
Would thrust it from my arms.
5 Against the thunders of thy word
Rebellious I have stood;
My heart, it shakes not at the wrath
And terrors of a God.
6 Dear Saviour, steep this rock of mine
In thine own crimson sea:
None but a bath of blood divine
Can melt the flint away.
HYMN XCIX. (C. M.)
The book of God's decrees.
1 LET the whole race of creatures lie
Abas'd before their God;
Whate'er his sov'reign voice hath form'd
He governs with a nod.
2 [Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,
All the long years and worlds to come
Stood present to his thought.
3 There's not a sparrow or a worm
But's found in his decrees;
He raises monarchs to their thrones,
And sinks them as he please.]
4 If light attends the course I run,
"Tis he provides those rays;
And 'tis his hand that hides my sun,
If darkness cloud my days.
5 Yet I would not be much concern'd,
Nor vainly long to see
The volume of his deep decrees,
What months are writ for ine.
6 When he reveals the book of life,
O, may I read my name
Amongst the chosen of his love,
The foll'wers of the Lamb!
HYMN C. (L. M.)
The presence of Christ is the life of my soul.
1 [How full of anguish is the thought,
How it distracts and tears my heart,
If God, at last, my sov'reign Judge,
Should frown, and bid my soul, "Depart!"]
2 Lord, when I quit this earthly stage,
Where shall I fly but to thy breast?
For I have sought no other home;
For I have learn'd no other rest.
3 I cannot live contented here
Without some glimpses of thy face;
And heav'n, without thy presence there,
Would be a dark and tiresome place.
4 When earthly cares engross the day,
And hold my thoughts aside from thee,
The shining hours of cheerful light
Are long and tedious years to me.
5 And if no ev'ning visit's paid
Between my Saviour and my soul,
How dull the night! how sad the shade!
How mournfully the minutes roll!
6 This flesh of mine might learn as soon
To live, yet part with all my blood;
To breathe when vital air is gone,
Or thrive and grow without my food.
7 [Christ is my light, my life, my care,
My blessed hope, my heav'nly prize;
Dearer than all my passions are,
My limbs, my bowels, or my eyes.
8 The strings that twine about my heart,
Tortures and racks may tear them off;
But they can never, never part
With their dear hold of Christ my love.]
9 [My God! and can an humble child
That loves thee with a flame so high,
Be ever from thy face exil'd
Without the pity of thine eye!
10 Impossible!-For thine own hands
Have tied my heart so fast to thee,
And in thy book the promise stands,
That where thou art, thy friends must be.]
HYMN CI. (C. M.)
The world's three chief temptations.
1 WHEN in the light of faith divine,
We look on things below,
Honour, and gold, and sensual joy,
How vain and dang'rous too!
2 [Honour's a puff of noisy breath;
Yet men expose their blood,
And venture everlasting death
To gain that airy good.
3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind,
And feed on shining dust,
They rob the serpent of his food,
Tindulge a sordid lust.]
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105, 106.
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4 The pleasures that allure our sense,
Are dang'rous snares to souls;
There's but a drop of flatt'ring sweet,
And dash'd with bitter bowls.
5 God is mine all-sufficient good,
My portion and my choice;
In him my vast desires are fill'd,
And all my pow'rs rejoice.
6 In vain the world accosts my ear,
And tempts my heart anew;
I cannot buy your bliss so dear,
Nor part with heav'n for you.
HYMN CII. (L.M.)
A happy resurrection.
1 No, I'll repine at death no more,
But with a cheerful gasp resign
To the cold dungeon of the grave
These dying, with'ring limbs of mine.
Let worms devour my wasting flesh,
And crumble all my bones to dust:
My God shall raise my frame anew
At the revival of the just.
3 Break, sacred morning, thro' the skies,
Bring that delightful, dreadful day;
Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come;
Thy ling'ring wheels, how long they stay!
4 [Our weary spirits faint to see
The light of thy returning face,
And hear the language of those lips,
Where God has shed his richest grace.]
5 [Haste then upon the wings of love,
Rouse all the pious sleeping clay,
That we may join in heav'nly joys,
And sing the triumph of the day.
HYMN CII. (C. M.)
Christ's commission. Johu iii. 16, 17.
COME, happy souls, approach your God
With new melodious songs;
Come, render to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.
2 So strange, so boundless was the love
That pity'd dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son
To give them life again.
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3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd
With a revenging rod,
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.
4 But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.
5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,
And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name,
And you shall never die.
6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls
Accept thine offer'd grace:
We bless the great Redeemer's love,
And give the Father praise.
HYMN CIV. (S. M.)
The same.
RAISE your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune,
Let the wide earth resound the dreds
Celestial grace has done.
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Sing how eternal love
Its chief beloved chose,
And bid him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.
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3 His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow,
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.
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5
'Twas mercy fill'd the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons down
To rebels doom'd to die.
Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease;
Bow to the sceptre of his love,
And take the offer'd peace.
6 Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay an humble claim
To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.
HYMN CV. (C. M.)
Repentance flowing from the patience of God.
1 AND are we wretches yet alive?
And do we yet rebel?
"Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love,
That bears us up from hell!
2 The burden of our weighty guilt
Would sink us down to flames,
And threat'ning vengeance rolls above,
To crush our feeble frames.
3 Almighty goodness cries, " Forbear;"
And straight the thunder stays:
And dare we now provoke his wrath,
And weary out his grace?
4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love,
Too long indulg'd our sin;
Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see
What rebels we have been.
5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command;
No more will we obey:
Stretch out, O God, thy conq'ring hand,
And drive thy foes away.
HYMN CVI. (C. M.)
Repentance at the cross.
1 OH, if my soul was form'd for woe.
How would I vent my sighs!
Repentance should like rivers flow
From both my streaming eyes.
2 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord
Hung on the cursed tree,
And groan'd away a dying life
For thee, my soul, for thee.
3 O how I hate those lusts of mine
That crucify'd my God;
Those sins that pierc'd and nail'd his flesh
Fast to the fatal wood!
4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die,
My heart has so decreed:
Nor will I spare the guilty things
That made my Saviour bleed.
5 Whilst with a melting broken heart
My murder'd Lord 1 view,
I'll raise revenge against my sins,
And slay the murd'rers too.
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107, 108.
109--111.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
HYMN CVII. (C.M.)
The everlasting absence of God intolerable.
1 THAT awful day will surely come,
Th' appointed hour makes haste,
When I must stand before my Judge,
And pass the solemn test.
2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys,
Thou sov'reign of my heart,
How could I bear to hear thy voice
Pronounce the sound, "Depart!"
3 [The thunder of that dismal word
Would so torment my ear,
"Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord,
With most tormenting fear.]
4 [What, to be banish'd for my life,
And yet forbid to die?
To linger in eternal pain.
Yet death for ever fly!]
5 O wretched state of deep despair,
To see my God remove,
And fix my doleful station where
I must not taste his love.
6 Jesus! I throw my arms around,
And hang upon thy breast;
Without a gracious smile from thee
My spirit cannot rest.
7 O tell me that my worthless name
Is graven on thy hands;
Show me some promise in thy book,
Where my salvation stands!
8 [Give me one kind assuring word,
To sink my fears again;
And cheerfully my soul shall wait
Her threescore years and ten.]
HYMN CVIII. (C. M.)
Access to the throne of grace by a mediator.
1 COME, let us lift our joyful eyes
Up to the courts above,
And smile to see our Father there
Upon a throne of love.
2 Once 'twas a seat of dreadful wrath,
And shot devouring flame;
Our God appear'd "consuming fire,"
And vengeance was his name.
3 Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood,
That calm'd his frowning face,
That sprinkled o'er the burning throne,
And turn'd the wrath to grace.
4 Now we may bow before his feet,
And venture near the Lord;
No fiery cherub guards his seat
Nor double-flaming sword.
5 The peaceful gates of heav'nly bliss
Are open'd by the Son;
High let us raise our notes of praise,
And reach th' almighty throne.
6 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring,
Great Advocate on high;
And glory to th' eternal King
That lays his fury by.
HYMN CIX. (L. M.)
The darkness of providence.
1 LORD, we adore thy vast designs,
Th' obscure abyss of providence,
Too deep to sound with mortal lines,
roo dark to view with feeble sense.
2 Now thou array'st thine awful face
In angry frowns, without a smile:
We thro' the cloud believe thy grace,
Secure of thy compassion still.
3 Thro' seas and storms of deep distress.
We sail by faith, and not by sight;
Faith guides us in the wilderness,
Thro' all the briars, and the night.
4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod
Resolve to scourge us here below,
Still we must lean upon our God,
Thine arm shall bear us safely thro'.
HYMN CX. (S. M.)
Triumph over death, in hope of the resurrection.
AND must this body die?
This mortal frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine
Lie mouldering in the clay?
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Corruption, earth, and worms,
Shall but refine this flesh,
Till my triumphant spirit comes
To put it on afresh.
3 God my Redeemer lives,
And often from the skies
Looks down and watches all my dust,
Till he shall bid it rise.
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4 Array'd in glorious grace
Shall these vile bodies shine,
And ev'ry shape and ev'ry face
Look heav'nly and divine.
These lively hopes we owe
To Jesus' dying love;
We would adore his grace below,
And sing his pow'r above.
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Dear Lord, accept the praise
Of these our humble songs,
Till tunes of nobler sound we raise
With our immortal tongues.
HYMN CXI. (C. M.)
Thanksgiving for victory.
1 ZION rejoice, and Judah sing,
The Lord assumes his throne:
Let Britain own the heav'nly King,
And make his glories known.
2 The great, the wicked, and the proud,
From their high seats are huri'd;
Jehovah rides upon a cloud,
And thunders thro' the world.
3 He reigns upon th' eternal hills,
Distributes mortal crowns;
Empires are fix'd beneath his smiles,
And totter at his frowns.
4 Navies, that rule the ocean wide,
Are vanquish'd by his breath;
And legions, arm'd with pow'r and pride,
Descend to wat❜ry death.
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112, 113.
114-116.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
5 Let tyrants make no more pretence
To vex our happy land ;
Jehovah's name is our defence,
Our buckler is his hand.
6 [Long may the king our sov'reign live,
To rule us by his word;
And all the honours he can give
Be offer'd to the Lord.]
HYMN CXII. (L. M.)
Angels ministering to Christ and saints.
1 GREAT God! to what a glorious height
Hast thou advanc'd the Lord thy Son!
Angels, in all their robes of light,
Are made the servants of his throne.
2 Before his feet their armies wait,
And swift as flames of fire they move,
To manage his affairs of state,
In works of vengeance or of love.
3 His orders run thro' all their hosts,
Legions descend at his command
To shield and guard the British coasts,
When foreign rage invades our land.
4 Now they are sent to guide our feet
Up to the gates of thine abode;
Thro' all the dangers that we meet
In travelling the heav'nly road.
5 Lord, when I leave this mortal ground,
And thou shalt bid me rise and come,
Send a beloved angel down,
Safe to conduct my spirit home.
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HYMN CXIII.
The same.
1 THE majesty of Solomon,
How glorious to behold!
The servants waiting round his throne,
The iv'ry and the gold!
2 But, mighty God, thy palace shines
With far superior beams;
Thine angel-guards are swift as winds,
Thy ministers are flames.
3 [Soon as thine only Son had made
His entrance on this earth.
A shining army downward fled
To celebrate his birth.
And when, oppress'd with pains and fears,
On the cold ground he lies,
Behold a heav'nly form appears
T'allay his agonies.]
5 Now to the hands of Christ our King
Are all their legions giv'n;
They wait upon his saints, and bring
His chosen heirs to heav'n.
6 Pleasure and praise run thro' their host
To see a sinner turu;
Then Satan has a captive lost,
And Christ a subject born.
7 But there's an hour of brighter joy,
When he his angels sends
Obstinate rebels to destroy,
And gather in his friends.
8 0! could I say, without a doubt,
There shall my soul be found,
Then let the great archangel shout,
And the last trumpet sound.
HYMN CXIV. (C. M.)
Christ's death, victory, and dominion.
1 I SING my Saviour's wond'rous death;
He conquer'd when he fell;
'Tis finish'd," said his dying breath,
And shook the gates of hell.
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2 " 'Tis finish'd," our Immanuel cries,
The dreadful work is done;
Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise,
His kingdom is begun.
3 His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,
When thro' the regions of the dead
He pass'd to reach the crown.
4 Exalted at his Father's side
Sits our victorious Lord;
To heav'n and hell his hands divide
The vengeance or reward.
5 The saints from his propitious eye
Await their sev'ral crowns,
And all the sons of darkness fly
The terror of his frowns.
HYMN CXV. C. M.)
God the avenger of his saints.
1 HIGH as the heav'ns above the ground
Reigns the Creator, God;
Wide as the whole creation's bound
Extends his awful rod.
2 Let princes of exalted state
To him ascribe their crown,
Render their homage at his feet.
And cast their glories down.
3 Know that his kingdom is supreme,
Your lofty thoughts are vain;
He calls you gods, that awful name,
But ye must die like men.
4 Then let the sov'reigns of the globe
Not dare to vex the just;
He puts on veng'ance like a robe,
And treads the worms to dust.
5 Ye judges of the earth, be wise,
And think on heav'n with fear;
The meanest saint that you despise
Has an avenger there.
HYMN CXVI. (C. M.)
Mercies and thanks.
1 How can I sink with such a prop
As my eternal God,
Who bears the earth's huge pillars up,
And spreads the heav'ns abroad!
? How can I die while Jesus lives,
Who rose and left the dead?
Pardon and grace my soul receives
From mine exalted head.
3 All that I am, and all I have
Shall be for ever thine;
Whate'er my duty bids me give,
My cheerful hands resign.
4 Yet if I might make some reserve,
And duty did not call,
I love my God with zeal so great,
That I should give him all.
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117-120.
121, 122.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
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HYMN CXVII. (L. M.)
Living and dying with God present.
1 I CANNOT bear thine absence, Lord,
My life expires if thou depart;
Be thou, my heart, still near my God,
And thou, my God, be near my heart.
2 I was not born for earth or sin,
Nor can I live on things so vile;
Yet I would stay my Father's time,
And hope and wait for heav'n awhile.
3 Then, dearest Lord, in thine embrace
Let me resign my fleeting breath;
And, with a smile upon my face,
Pass the important hour of death.
HYMN CXVIII. (L. M.)
The priesthood of Christ.
1 BLOOD has a voice to pierce the skies;
"Revenge," the blood of Abel cries;
But the dear stream, when Christ was slain,
Speaks Peace as loud from every vein.
2 Pardon and peace from God on high:
Behold he lays his vengeance by ;
And rebels, that deserv'd his sword,
Become the fav'rites of the Lord.
3 To Jesus let our praises rise,
Who gave his life a sacrifice;
Now he appears before his God.
And for our pardon pleads his blood.
HYMN CXIX. (C. M.)
The holy scriptures.
1 LADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
I fly to thee, my Lord;
And not a glimpse of hope appears,
But in thy written word.
The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my griefs assuage:
Here I behold iny Saviour's face
Almost in ev'ry page.
3 [This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown:
That merchant is divinely wise
Who makes the pearl his own.]
4 [Here consecrated water flows
To quench my thirst of sin:
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,
Nor danger dwells therein.]
5 This is the Judge that ends the strife,
Where wit and reason fail;
My guide to everlasting life,
Thro' all this gloomy vale.
60 may thy counsels, mighty God,
My roving feet command;
Nor I forsake the happy road
That leads to thy right hand,
HYMN CXX. (S. M.)
The law and gospel joined in scripture.
THE Lord declares his will,
And keeps the world in awe;
Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill
Breaks out his fiery law.
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3 The sacred words impart
Our Maker's just commands;
The pity of his melting heart,
And vengeance of his hands.
The Lord reveals his face,.
And smiling from above,
Sends down the gospel of his grace,
Th' epistles of his love.
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[Hence we awake our fear,
We draw our comfort hence;
The arms of grace are treasur'd here,
And armour of defence.
5 We learn Christ crucify'd,
And here behold his blood;
All arts and knowledges beside
Will do us little good.]
We read the heav'nly word,
We take the offer'd grace,
Obey the statutes of the Lord,
And trust his promises.
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In vain shall Satan rage
Against a book divine;
Where wrath and lightning guard the page
Where beams of mercy shine.
HYMN CXXI. (L. M.)
The law and gospel distinguished.
1 THE law commands, and makes us know
What duties to our God we owe;
But 'tis the gospel must reveal
Where lies our strength to do his will.
2 The law discovers guilt and sin,
And shows how vile our hearts have been :
Only the gospel can express
Forgiving love and cleansing grace.
3 What curses doth the law denounce
Against the man that fails but once?
But in the gospel Christ appears,
Pardoning the guilt of num'rous years.
+ My soul, no more attempt to draw
Thy life and comfort from the law;
Fly to the hope the gospel gives:
The man that trusts the promise lives.
HYMN CXXII. (L. M.)
Retirement and meditation.
1 My God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee;
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth
And thus debase my heav'nly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Saviour go
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3 Call me away from flesh and sense;
One sov'reign word can draw me thence
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth with all her scenes withdrawn;
Let noise and vanity be gone;
In secret silence of the mind,
My heav'n, and there my God, I find.
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123-125.
126-128.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
HYMN CXXIII. (L.M.)
The benefit of public ordinances.
1 AWAY from ev'ry mortal care,
Away from earth our souls retreat;
We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat.
2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace
We see thy feet, and we adore;
We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy pow'r.
3 While here our various wants we mourn,
United groans ascend on high,
And prayer bears a quick return
Of blessings in variety.
4 [If Satan rage and sin grow strong,
Here we receive some cheering word;
We gird the gospel-armour on,
To fight the battles of the Lord.
5 Or if our spirit faints and dies,
´(Our conscience gall'd with inward stings)
Here doth the righteous sun arise
With healing beams beneath his wings.]
6 Father! my soul would still abide
Within thy temple, near thy side;
But if my feet must hence depart,
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.
HYMN CXXIV. (C. M.)
Moses, Aaron, and Joshua.
1 'TIS not the law of ten commands,
On holy Sinai given,
Or sent to men by Moses' hands,
Can bring us safe to heav'n.
2 'Tis not the blood which Aaron spilt,
Nor smoke of sweetest smell,
Can buy a pardon for our guilt,
Or save our souls from hell.
3 Aaron the priest resigns his breath
At God's immediate will:
And in the desert yields to death
Upon th' appointed hill.
4 And thus on Jordan's yonder side
The tribes of Israel stand,
While Moses bow'd his head and dy'd
Short of the promis'd land.
5 Israel rejoice, now Joshua* leads
He'll bring your tribes to rest;
So far the Saviour's name exceeds
The ruler and the priest.
HYMN CXXV. (L. M.)
Faith and repentance; Unbelief and
impenitence.
1 LIFE and immortal joys are giv'n
To souls that mourn the sins they've done ;
Children of wrath made heirs of heav'n
By faith in God's eternal Son.
2 Woe to the wretch that never felt
The inward pangs of pious grief,
But adds to all his crying guilt
The stubborn sin of unbelief.
3 The law condemns the rebel dead,
Under the wrath of God he lies;
He seals the curse on his own head,
And with a double vengeance dies.
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HYMN CXXVI. (C. M.)
God glorified in the gospel.
1 THE Lord, descending from above,
Invites his children near;
While power, and truth, and boundless love
Display their glories here.
2 Here, in thy gospel's wond'rous frame,
Fresh wisdom we pursue ;
A thousand angels learn thy name,
Beyond whate'er they knew.
3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines,
Thy wonders here we trace;
Wisdom thro' all the myst❜ry shines,
And shines in Jesus' face.
4 The law its best obedience owes
To our incarnate God!
And thy revenging justice shows
Its honours in his blood.
5 But still the lustre of thy grace
Our warmer thoughts employs,
Gilds the whole sceue with brighter rays,
And more exalts our joys.
HYMN CXXVII. (L. M.)
Circumcision and baptism.
(Written for those who practise Infant
Baptism.)
1 THUS did the sons of Abra'm pass
Under the bloody seal of grace;
The young disciples bore the yoke,
Till Christ the painful bondage broke.
2 By milder ways doth Jesus prove,
His father's cov'nant, and his love;
He seals to saints his glorious grace,
And not forbids their infant race.
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3 Their seed is sprinkled with his blood;
Their children set apart for God
His spirit on their offspring shed,
Like water pour'd upon the head.
4 Let ev'ry saint with cheerful voice
In this large cov'nant rejoice;
Youg children in their early days
Shall give the God of Abra'm praise.
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HYMN CXXVIII.
Corrupt nature from Adam.
1 BLESS'D with the joy of innocence,
Adam, our Father, stood,
Til he debas'd his soul to sense,
And ate the unlawful food.
2 Now we are born a sensual race,
To sinful joys inclin'd;
Reason has lost its native place,
And flesh enslaves the mind.
3 While flesh and sense, and passion reigns,
Sin is the sweetest good!
We fancy music in our chains,
And so forget the load.
4 Great God! renew our ruin'd frame ;
Our broken pow'rs restore :
Inspire us with a heav'nly flame,
And flesh shall reign no more.
Joshua, the same with Jesus, and signifies a Saviour.
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129-131.
132-134.
HYMNS, BOOK II.
5 Eternal Spirit! write thy law
Upon our inward parts,
And let the second Adam draw
His image on our hearts.
HYMN CXXIX. (L. M.)
We walk by faith, not by sight.
1 'TIS by the faith of joys to come
We walk thro' deserts dark as night,
Till we arrive at heav'n our home,
Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies;
She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she pries,
And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the desert thro',
While faith inspires a heav'nly ray,
Tho' lions roar, and tempests blow,
And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abra'm, by divine command,
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Left his own house to walk with God;
His faith beheld the promis'd laud,
And fir'd his zeal along the road.
HYMN CXXX, (C. M.)
The new creation.
1 ATTEND, while God's exalted Son
Doth his own glories show :
Behold, I sit upon my throne,
Creating all things new.
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"Nature and sin are pass'd away,
And the old Adani dies;
"My hands a new foundation lay,
"See the new world arise !
3 "I'll be a sun of righteousness
"To the new heav'ns 1 make;
"None but the new-born heirs of grace
My glories shall partake.'
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4 Mighty Redeemer! set me free
From my old state of sin:
O, make my soul alive to thee!
Create new pow'rs within.
5 Renew mine eyes, and form mine ears,
And mould my heart afresh,
Give me new passions, joys and fears,
And turn the stone to flesh.
6 Far from the regions of the dead,
From, sin, and earth, and hell!
In the new world that grace has made
I would for ever dwell.
HYMN CXXXI. (L. M.)
The excellency of the Christian religion.
1 LET everlasting glories crown
Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord;
Thy hands have brought salvation down,
And writ the blessings in thy word.
2 [What if we trace the globe around,
And search from Britain to Japan,
There shall be no religion found
So just to God, so safe for man.]
4 How well thy blessed truths agree!
How wise and holy thy commands!
Thy promises how firm they be!
How firm our hope and comfort stands !]
3 In vain the trembling conscience seeks
Some solid ground to rest upon :
With long despair the spirit breaks
Till we apply to Christ alone.
5 [Not the feign'd fields of heath'nish bliss
Could raise such pleasures in the mind;
Nor does the Turkish paradise
Pretend to joys so well refin'd.]
6 Should all the forms that men devise
Assault my faith with treach'rous art,
I'd call them vanity and lies,
And bind the gospel to my heart.
HYMN CXXXII. (C. M.)
The offices of Christ.
1 WE bless the Prophet of the Lord,
That comes with truth and grace;
Jesus, thy spirit and thy word
Shall lead us in thy ways.
2 We rev'rence our High Priest above,
Who offer'd up his blood,
And lives to carry on his love.
By pleading with our God.
3 We honour our exalted King,
How sweet are his commands !
He guards our souls from hell and sin'
By his almighty hands.
4 Hosanna to his glorious name,
Who saves by diff'rent ways;
His mercies lay a sov'reign claím
To our immortal praise.
HYMN CXXXIII. (L. M.)
The operations of the Holy Spirit.
1 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess
And sing the wonders of thy grace;
Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down
From God the Father and the Son.
2 Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray,
Our shades and darkness turn to day;
Thine inward teachings make us know
Our danger and our refuge too.
3 Thy pow'r and glory works within,
And breaks the chains of reigning sin;
Doth our imperious lusts subdue,
And forms our wretched hearts anew.
4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice,
Thy cheering words awake our joys;
Thy words allay the stormy wind,
And calm the surges of the mind.
HYMN CXXXIV. (C. M.)
Circumcision abolished..
1 THE promise was divinely free,
Extensive was the grace;
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"And of his num'rous race.
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2 He said and with a bloody seal
Confirm'd the words he spoke;
Long did the sons of Abra'm feel
The sharp and painful yoke.
3 Till God's own Son, descending low
Gave his own flesh to bleed;
And Gentiles taste the blessings now,
From the hard bondage freed.
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BOOK II.
The God of Abra'm claims our praise,
His promises endure;
And Christ the Lord in gentler ways,
Makes the salvation sure.
HYMN CXXXV. (L. M.)
Types and prophecies of Christ.
I BEHOLD the woman's promis'd seed '
Behold the great Messiah come!
Behold the prophets all agreed,
To give him the superior room!
2 Abra'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old
When visions of the Lord he saw ;
Moses, the man of God, foretold
This great fulfiller of his law.
3 The types bore witness to his name,
Obtain'd their chief design, and ceas'd;
The incense and the bleeding lamb,
The ark, the altar, and the priest.
4 Predictions in abundance meet
To join their blessings on his head;
Jesus, we worship at thy feet.
And nations own the promis'd seed.
HYMN CXXXVI. (L. M.)
Miracles at the birth of Christ.
1 THE King of Glory sends his Son
To make his entrance on this earth!
Behold the midnight bright as noon,
And heav'nly hosts declare his birth!
2 About the young Redeemer's head
What wonders and what glories meet!
An unknown star arose, and led
The eastern sages to his feet.
3 Simeon and Anna both conspire,
The Infant Saviour to proclaim;
Inward they felt the sacred fire,
And bless'd the Babe, and own'd his name.
4 Let Jews and Greeks blaspheme aloud,
And treat the holy Child with scorn;
Our souls adore th' eternal God
Who condescended to be born.
HYMN CXXXVII. (L. M.)
Miracles in the life, death, and resurrection of
Christ.
1 BEHOLD the blind their sight receive;
Behold the dead awake and live!
The dumb speak wonders, and the lame
Leap like a hart, and bless his name.
2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own
And seal the mission of the Son;
The Father vindicates his cause,
While he hangs bleeding on the cross.
3 He dies; the heav'ns in mourning stood;
He rises, and appears a God;
Behold the Lord ascending high,
No more to bleed, no more to die.
4 Hence and for ever from my heart
I bid my doubts and fears depart;
And to those hands my soul resign
Which bear credentials so divine.
2 This remedy did wisdom find
To heal diseases of the mind:
This sov'reign balm, whose virtues can
Restore the ruin'd creature, man.
HYMN CXXXVIII. (L. M.)
The power of the gospel.
1 THIS is the word of truth and love,
Sent to the nations from above;
Jehovah here resolves to show
What his almighty grace can do.
3 The gospel bids the dead revive;
Sinners obey the voice, and live;
Dry bones are rais'd and cloth'd afresh,
And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh.
4 [Where Satan reign'd in shades of night,
The gospel strikes a heav'nly light;
Our lusts its wond'rous pow'r controls,
And calms the rage of angry souls.]
5 [Lions and beasts of savage name
Put on the nature of the lamb;
Whilst the wide world esteems it strange,
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change.]
6 May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze and hate me too;
The word that saves me does engage
A sure defence from all their rage.
HYMN CXXXIX. (L. M.)
The example of Christ.
1 My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy word;
But in thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such def'rence to thy Father's will,
Such love and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe, and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witness'd the fervor of thy prayer:
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and thy vict'ry too.
4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here;
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Amongst the foll'wers of the Lamb.
HYMN CXL. (C. M.)
The examples of Christ and the saints.
1 GIVE me the wings of faith to rise
Within the veil, and see
The saints above, how great their joys,
How bright their glories be.
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2 Once they were mourning here below,
And wet their couch with tears;
They wrestled hard, as we do now,
With sins, and doubts, and fears.
3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came ?
They, with united breath,
Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb,
Their triumph to his death.
4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod,
(His zeal inspir'd their breast ;)
And foll'wing their incarnate God,
Possess the promis'd rest.
5 Our gloriour Leader claims our praise
For his own pattern giv'n;
While the long cloud of witnesses
Show the same path to heav'n.
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HYMN CXLI. (C. M.)
Faith assisted by sense.
1 My Saviour God, my Sov'reign Prince,
Reigns far above the skies;
But brings his graces down to sense,
And helps my faith to rise.
2 My eyes and ears shall bless his name,
They read and hear his word;
My touch and taste shall do the same
When they receive the Lord.
3 Baptismal water is design'd
To seal his cleansing grace;
While at his feast of bread and wine
He gives his saints a place.
4 But not the waters of a flood
Can make my flesh so clean,
As by his spirit and his blood'
He'll wash my soul from sin.
5 Not choicest meats, or noblest wines,
So much my heart refresh,
As when my faith goes thro' the signs,
And feeds upon his flesh.
6 I love the Lord, that stoops so low
To give his word a seal;
But the rich grace his hands bestow
Exceeds the figures still.
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HYMN CXLII.
S. M.)
Faith in Christ our sacrifice.
NOT all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain,
Could give the guilty conscience peace,
Or wash away the stain.
But Christ the heav'nly Lamb
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name,
And richer blood than they.
My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While like a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.
My soul looks back to see
The burdens thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree,
And hopes her guilt was there.
Believing we rejoice
To see the curse remove ;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.
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HYMN CXLIII. (C. M.)
Flesh and spirit.
1 WHAT diff'rent pow'rs of grace and sin
Attend our mortal state!
I hate the thoughts that work within,
And do the works 1 hate.
2 Now I complain, and groan, and die.
While sin and Satan reign:
Now raise my songs of triumph high,
For grace prevails again.
3 So darkness struggles with the light
Till perfect day arise;
Water and fire maintain the fight
Until the weaker dies.
4 Thus will the flesh and spirit strive,
And vex and break my peace ;
But 1 shall quit this mortal life,
And sin for ever cease.
HYMN CXLIV.
(L. M.)
The effusion of the Spirit.
1 GREAT was the day, the joy was great,
When the divine disciples met;
Whilst on their heads the Spirit came,
And sat like tongues of cloven flame.
2 What gifts, what miracles he gave!
And pow'r to kill, and pow'r to save!
Furnish'd their tongues with wond'rous
words,
Instead of shields, and spears, and swords.
3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth
From east to west, from south to north ;
Go, and assert your Saviour's cause,
Go, spread the mystery of his cross.'
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4 These weapons of the holy war,
Of what almighty force they are
To make our stubborn passions bow,
And lay the proudest rebel low!
5 Nations, the learned and the rude,
Are by these heav'nly arms subdu'd;
While Satan rages at his loss,
And hates the doctrine of the cross.
6 Great King of Grace, my heart subdue.
I would be led in triumph too,
A willing captive to my Lord,
And sing the vict'ries of his word.
HYMN CXLV. (C. M.)
Sight through a glass, and face to face.
1 I LOVE the windows of thy grace,
Thro' which my Lord is seen,
And long to meet my Saviour's face
Without a glass between.
2 O, that the happy hour were come
To change my faith to sight!
I shall behold my Lord at home
In a diviner light.
3 Haste, my beloved, and remove
These interposing days:
Then shall my passions all be love,
And all my pow'rs be praise.
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HYMN CXLVI. (L. M.)
The vanity of creatures.
1 MAN has a soul of vast desires,
He burns within with restless fires;
Tost to and fro, his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.
2 In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind:
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.
3 So when a raging fever burns,
We shift from side to side by turns;
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
4 Great God! subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust!
Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refin'd,
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HYMN CXLVII.
(C. M.)
The creation of the world. Gen. i.
1 Now let a spacious world arise,"
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Said the Creator-Lord;
At once th' obedient earth and skies
Rose at his sov'reign word.
2 [Dark was the deep; the waters lay
Confus'd, and drown'd the land:
He call'd the light; the new-born day
Attends on his command.
3 He bid the clouds ascend on high;
The clouds ascend and bear
A wat'ry treasure to the sky,
And float on softer air.
4 The liquid element below
Was gather'd by his hand;
The rolling seas together flow,
And leave the solid land.
5 With herbs and plants (a flow'ry birth,)
The naked globe he crown'd,
Ere there was rain to bless the earth,
Or sun to warm the ground.
6 Then he adorn'd the upper skies;
Behold the sun appears,
The moon and stars in order rise
To make our months and years.
7 Out of the deep th' almighty King
Did vital beings frame,
The painted fowls of every wing,
And fish of every name.]
8 He gave the lion and the worm
At once their wond'rous birth,
And grazing beasts, of various form,
Rose from the teeming earth.
9 Adam was fram'd of equal clay,
Tho' sov'reign of the rest;
Design'd for nobler ends than they,
With God's own image bless'd:
10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye
The young creation stood;
He saw the building from on high,
His word pronounc'd it good.
11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands,
Thy praise shall fill my tongue;
But the new world of grace demands
A more exalted song.
HYMN CXLVIII. (C. M.)
God reconciled in Christ.
1 DEAREST of all the names above,
My Jesus, and my God,
Who can resist thy heav'nly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?
2 'Tis by the merits of thy death
The Father smiles again;
"Tis by thine interceding breath
The Spirit dwells with men.
3 Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred Three,
Are terrors to my mind.
4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear,
His grace removes my sins.
5 While Jews on their own law rely,
And Greeks of wisdom boast,
I love th' incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.
HYMN CXLIX. (C. M.)
Honour to magistrates.
1 ETERNAL Sov'reign of the sky,
And Lord of all below,
We mortals to thy majesty
Our first obedience owe.
2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme,
And bless thy providence,
For magistrates of meaner name,
Our glory and defence.
3 [The crowns of British princes shine
With rays above the rest,
Where laws and liberties combine
To make the nation bless'd.]
4 Kingdoms on firm foundations stand,
While virtue finds reward;
Aud sinners perish from the land
By justice and the sword.
5 Let Cæsar's due be ever paid
To Cæsar and his throne;
But consciences and souls were made
To be the Lord's alone.
HYMN CL. (C. M.)
The deceitfulness of sin.
1 SIN has a thousand treach'rous arts
To practise on the mind;
With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts,
But leaves a sting behind.
2 With names of virtue she deceives
The aged and the young;
And while the heedless wretch believes,
She makes his fetters strong.
3 She pleads for all the joys she brings,
And gives a fair pretence;
But cheats the soul of heav'nly things,
And chains it down to sense.
4 So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food;
Our mother took the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.
HYMN CLI. (L. M.)
Prophecy and inspiration.
1 'TWAS by an order from the Lord
The ancient prophets spoke his word;
His spirit did their tongues inspire,
And warm'd their hearts with heav'nly fire.
2 The works and wonders which they wrought,
Confirm'd the messages they brought;
The prophet's pen succeeds his breath,
To save the holy words from death.
3 Great God! mine eyes with pleasure look
On the dear volume of thy book;
There my Redeemer's face I see,
And read his name who dy'd for me.
4 Let the false raptures of the mind
Be lost and vanish in the wind:
Here I can fix my hopes secure;
This is thy word, and must endure.
HYMN CLII. (C. M.)
Sinai and Zion. Heb. xii. 18, &c.
1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke;
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2 But we are come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,
And spread his love abroad.
3 Behold th' innumerable host
Of angels cloth'd in light!
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turn'd to sight!
4 Behold the bless'd assembly there,
Whose names are writ in heav'n!
And God, the judge of all, declares
Their vilest sins forgiv'n.
5 The saints on earth, and all the dead
But one communion make;
All join in Christ their living head,
And of his grace partake.
6 In such society as this
My weary soul would rest:
The man that dwells where Jesus is,
Must be for ever blest.
HYMN CLIII. (C. M.)
The distemper, folly, and madness of sin.
1 SIN, like a venomous disease,
Infects our vital blood;
The only balm is sov'reign grace,
And the physician, God.
2 Our beauty and our strength are fled,
And we draw near to death;
But Christ the Lord recals the dead
With his almighty breath.
3 Madness by nature reigns within,
The passions burn and rage;
Till God's own Son with skill'divine
The inward fire assuage.
4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind,
And solid good despise:
Such is the folly of the mind,
Till Jesus makes us wise.
5 We give our souls the wounds they feel,
We drink the poisonous gall,
And rush with fury down to hell;
But heav'n prevents the fall.]
6 [The man possess'd, amongst the tombs
Cuts his own flesh and cries:
He foams and raves till Jesus comes,
And the foul spirit flies.]
HYMN CLIV. (L. M.)
Self-righteousness insufficient.
1 "WHERE are the mourners," saith the Lord,
"That wait and tremble at thy word?
"That walk in darkness all the day?
Come, make my name your trust and stay.
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Can for the smallest sin atone;
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"The robes that nature may provide
"Will not your least pollutions hide.
3" The softest couch that nature knows
Can give the conscience no repose:
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"Comfort and peace are mine to give.]
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"Ye sons of pride, that kindle coals
"With your own hands to warm your souls,
"Walk in the light of your own fire,
Enjoy the sparks that ye desire :
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"Hell waits you with her iron bands;
Ye shall lie down in sorrow there,
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​HYMN CLV. (C. M.)
Christ our passover.
1 LO, the destroying angel flies
To Pharaoh's stubborn land!
The pride and flow'r of Egypt dies
By his vindictive hand.
2 He pass'd the tents of Jacob o'er,
Nor pour'd the wrath divine;
He saw the blood on ev'ry door,
And bless'd the peaceful sign.
3 Thus the appointed lamb must bleed,
To break th' Egyptian yoke;
Thus Israel is from bondage freed,
And 'scapes the angel's stroke.
4 Lord, if my heart were sprinkled too
With blood so rich as thine,
Justice no longer would pursue
This guilty soul of mine.
5 Jesus our passover was slain,
And has at once procur'd
Freedom from Satan's heavy chain,
And God's avenging sword.
HYMN CLVI. (C. M.,
Presumption and despair.
1 I HATE the tempter and his charms,
I hate his flatt'ring breath;
The serpent takes a thousand forms
To cheat our souls to death.
2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,
Or kills with slavish fear;
And holds us still in wide extremes,
Presumption or despair.
3 Now he persuades, "How easy 'tis
To walk the road to heav'n;'
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4 [He bids young sinners, "Yet forbear
"To think of God or death:
"For prayer and devotion are
"But melancholy breath."
5 He tells the aged, "They must die,
"And 'tis too late to pray;
"In vain for mercy now they cry,
For they have lost their day."]
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6 Thus he supports his cruel throne
By mischief and deceit;
And drags the sons of Adam down
To darkness and the pit.
7 Almighty God, cut short his pow'r,'
Let him in darkness dwell;
And, that he vex the earth no more,
Confine him down to hell.
HYMN CLVII. (C. M.)
The same.
1 Now Satan comes with dreadful roar
And threatens to destroy ;
He worries whom he can't devour,
With a malicious joy.
2 Ye sons of God oppose his rage,
Resist, and he'll be gone:
Thus did our dearest Lord engage,
And vanquish him alone.
3 Now he appears almost divine,
Like innocence and love!
But the old serpent lurks within
When he assumes the dove,
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4 Fly from the false deceiver's tongue,
Ye sons of Adam, fly;
Our parents found the snare too strong,
Nor should the children try.
HYMN CLVIII. (L. M.)
Few saved; or, The almost christian, the hypo-
crite, and apostate.
1 BROAD is the road that leads to death,
And thousands walk together there;
But wisdom shows a narrower path,
With here and there a traveller.
2" Deny thyself and take thy cross,"
Is the Redeemer's great command;
Nature must count her gold but dross,
If she would gain this heav'nly land.
3 The fearful soul that tires and faints,
And walks the ways of God no more,
Is but esteem'd almost a saint,
And makes his own destruction sure.
4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain;
Create my heart entirely new;
Which hypocrites could ne'er attain,
Which false apostates never knew.
HYMN CLIX. (C. M.)
An unconverted state.
1 [GREAT King of glory and of grace,
We own with humble shame
How vile is our degen'rate race,
And our first father's name.]
2 From Adam flows our tainted blood,
The poison reigns within ;
Makes us averse to all that's good,
And willing slaves to sin.
3 [Daily we break thy holy laws,
And then reject thy grace;
Engag'd in the old serpent's cause,
Against our Maker's face.]
4 We live estrang'd afar from God,
And love the distance well;
With haste we run the dang'rous road
That leads to death and hell.
5 And can such rebels be restor'd!
Such natures made divine!
Let sinners see thy glory, Lord,
And feel this pow'r of thine.
6 We raise our Father's name on high,
Who his own Spirit sends
To bring rebellious strangers nigh,
And turn his foes to friends.
HYMN CLX. (L. M.)
Custom in sin.
1 LET the wild leopards of the wood
Put off the spots that nature gives;
Then may the wicked turn to God,
And change their tempers and their lives.
2 As well might Ethiopian slaves
Wash out the darkness of their skin,
The dead as well may leave their graves
As old transgressors cease to sin.
3 Where vice has held its empire long,
"Twill not endure the least control;
None but a power divinely strong
Can turn the current of the soul.
4 Great God, I own thy pow'r divine,
That works to change this heart of mine;
I would be form'd anew, and bless
The wonders of creating grace.
HYMN CLXI.
(C. M.)
Christian virtues; or, The difficulty of
conversion.
1 STRAIT is the way, the door is strait
That leads to joys on high;
'Tis but a few that find the gate,
While crowds mistake and die,
2 Beloved self must be deny'd,
The mind and will renew'd,
Passion suppress'd, and patience try'd
And vain desires subdu’d.
3 [Flesh is a dang'rous foe to grace,
Where it prevails and rules;
Flesh must be humbled, pride abas'd,
Lest they destroy our souls.
4 The love of gold be banish'd hence,
(That vile idolatry ;).
And ev'ry member, ev'ry sense,
In sweet subjection lie.]
5 The tongue, that most unruly pow'r,
Requires a strong restraint;
We must be watchful ev'ry hour,
And pray, but never faint.
6 Lord, can a feeble helpless worm
Fulfil a task so hard?
Thy grace must all my work perform,
And give the free reward.
HYMN CLXII. (C. M.)
Meditation of heaven.
1 My thoughts surmount these lower skies,
And look within the veil;
There springs of endless pleasure rise,
The waters never fail.
2 There I behold, with sweet delight,
The blessed Three in One;
And strong affections fix my sight
On God's incarnate Son.
3 His promise stands for ever firm,
His grace shall ne'er depart;
He binds my name upon his arm,
And seals it on his heart.
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4 Light are the pains that nature brings;
How short our sorrows are,
When with eternal future things
The present we compare !
5 I would not be a stranger still
To that celestial place,
Where I for ever hope to dwell
Near my Redeemer's face.
HYMN CLXIII. (C. M.)
Complaint of desertion and temptations.
1 DEAR Lord, behold our sore distress;
Our sins attempt to reign:
Stretch out thine arm of conq'ring grace,
And let thy foes be slain.
2 [The lion with his dreadful roar
Affrights thy feeble sheep;
Reveal the glory of thy pow'r,
And chain him to the deep.
3 Must we indulge a long despair?
Shall our petitions die ?
Our mournings never reach thine ear,
Nor tears affect thine eye ?]
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4 If thou despise a mortal groan,
Yet hear a Saviour's blood;
An Advocate so near the throne
Pleads and prevails with God.
5 He brought the Spirit's pow'rful sword
To slay our deadly foes;
Our sins shall die beneath thy word,
And hell in vain oppose.
6 How boundless is our Father's grace,
In height, and depth, and length !
He makes his Son our righteousness,
His spirit is our strength.
HYMN CLXIV. (C. M.)
The end of the world.
1 WHY should this earth delight us so ?
Why should we fix our eyes
On these low grounds, where sorrows grow.
And ev'ry pleasure dies?
2 While time his sharpest teeth prepares
Our comforts to devour,
There is a land above the stars,
And joys above his pow'r.
3 Nature shall be dissolv'd and die;
The sun must end his race;
The earth and sea for ever fly
Before my Saviour's face.
4 When will that glorious morning rise!
When the last trumpet sound,
And call the nations to the skies
From underneath the ground?
HYMN CLXV. (C. M.)
Unfruitfulness, ignorance, and unsanctified
affections.
1 LONG have I sat beneath the sound
Of thy salvation, Lord,
But still how weak my faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word!
2 Oft I frequent thy holy place,
And hear almost in vain ;
How small a portion of thy grace
My mem'ry can retain !
3 [My dear Almighty, and my God,
How little art thou known
By all the judgments of thy rod,
And blessings of thy throne !]
4 [How cold and feeble is my love!
How negligent my fear!
How low my hope of joys above!
How few affections there!]
5 Great God, thy sov'reign pow'r impart
To give thy word success:
Write thy salvation in my heart,
And make me learn thy grace.
6 [Show my forgetful feet the way
That leads to joys on high;
There knowledge grows without decay,
And love shall never die.]
HYMN CLXVI. (C. M.)
The divine perfections.
1 How shall I praise th' eternal God,
That infinite Unknown!
Who can ascend his high abode,
Or venture near his throne?
2 [The great Invisible! he dwells
Conceal'd in dazzling light;
But his all-searching eye reveals
The secrets of the night.
3 Those watchful eyes that never sleep
Survey the world around;
His wisdom is a boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drown'd.]
4 [Speak we of strength? His arm is strong
To save or to destroy:
Infinite years his life prolong,
And endless is his joy.]
5 [He knows no shadow of a change,
Nor alters his decrees;
Firm as a rock his truth remains,
To guard his promises.]
6 [Sinners before his presence die;
How holy is his name!
His anger and his jealousy
Burn like devouring flame.
7 Justice upon a dreadful throne
Maintains the rights of God;
While mercy sends her pardons down,
Bought with a Saviour's blood.
8 Now to my soul, immortal King,
Speak some forgiving word;
Then 'twill be double joy to sing
The glories of my Lord.
HYMN CLXVII. (L. M.)
The same.
1 GREAT God, thy glories shall employ
My holy fear, my humble joy;
My lips in songs of honour bring
Their tribute to th' eternal King.
2 [Earth and the stars, and worlds unknown,
Depend precarious on his throne;
All nature hangs upon his word,
And grace and glory own their Lord.]
3 Ilis sov'reign pow'r what mortal knows?
If he command, who dares oppose?
With strength he girds himself around,
And treads the rebels to the ground.]
4 [Who shall pretend to teach him skill?
Or guide the counsels of his will?
His wisdom, like a sea divine,
Flows deep and high beyond our line.]
5 [His name is holy, and his eye
Burns with immortal jealousy;
He hates the sons of pride, and sheds
His Gery vengeance on their heads.]
6 [The beamings of his piercing sight
Bring dark hypocrisy to light;
Death and destruction naked lie,
And hell uncover'd to his eye.]
7 [Th' eternal law before him stands ;
His justice with impartial hands
Divides to all their due reward,
Or by the sceptre or the sword.]
8 [His mercy, like a boundless sea,
Washes our loads of guilt away;
While his own Son came down and dy'd
T'engage his justice on our side.]
9 [Each of his words demands my faith,
My soul can rest on all he saith ;
His truth inviolably keeps
The largest promise of his lips.]
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170.
HYMNS,
BOOK II.
10 O tell me, with a gentle voice,
"Thou art my God;" and I'll rejoice
Fill'd with thy love, I dare proclaim.
The brightest honours of thy name.
HYMN CLXVIII. (L. M.)
The same.
1 JEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high,
His robes are light and majesty ;
His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.
2 His terrors keep the world in awe,
His justice guards his holy law;
His love reveals a smiling face,
His truth and promise seal the grace.
3 Thro' all his works his wisdom shines,
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
His pow'r is sov'reign to fulfil
The noblest counsels of his will.
4 And wil this glorious Lord descend
To be my father and my friend?
Then let my songs with angels join;
Heav'n is secure if God be mine.
1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns,
His throne is built on high;
The garments he assumes
Are light and majesty ;
His glories shine
With beams so bright,
No mortal eye
Can bear the sight.
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HYMN CLXIX.
The same. As the 148th Psalm.
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The thunders of his hand
Keep the wide world in awe;
His wrath and justice stand
To guard his holy law;
And where his love
Resolves to bless.
His truth confirms
And seals the grace.
Thro' all his ancient works
Surprising wisdom shines,
Confounds the pow'rs of hell,
And breaks their curs'd designs;
Strong is his arm,
And shall fulfil
His great decrees,
His sov'reign will.
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And can this mighty King
Of Glory condescend?
And will he write his name,
"My Father and my Friend?"
I love his name,
I love his word;
Join all my pow'rs,
And praise the Lord.
HYMN CLXX. (L. M.)
God incomprehensible and sovereign.
1 CAN creatures to perfection find
Th' eternal uncreated mind?
Or can the largest stretch of thought
Measure and search his nature out?
2 'Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell,
And what can mortals know or tell?
His glory spreads beyond the sky,
And all the shining worlds on high.
3 But man, vain man, would fain be wise;
Born like a wild young colt, he flies
Thro' all the follies of his mind,
And swells, and snuffs the empty wind.
4 God is a King of pow'r unknown,
Firm are the orders of his throne;
If he resolve, who dares oppose,
Or ask him why, or what he does?
5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole;
He calms the tempest of the soul;
When he shuts up in long despair,
Who can remove the heavy bar?
6 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon,
The fainting sun grows dim at noon;
The pillars of heav'ns starry roof
Tremble and start at his reproof.
7 He gave the vaulted heav'n its form,
The crooked serpent, and the worm;
He breaks the billows with his breath,
And smites the sons of pride to death.
8 These are a portion of his ways,
But who shall dare describe his face.
Who can endure his light, or stand
To hear the thunders of his hand?
End of Book II.
HYMN I. (L. M.)
The Lord's Supper instituted. 1 Cor. xi. 23, &c.)
1 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night,
When pow'rs of earth and hell arose
Against the Son of God's delight,
And friends betray'd him to his foes:
HYMNS.
2 Before the mournful scene began,
He took the bread, and bless'd, and brake:
What love thro' all his actions ran!
What wond'rous words of grace he spake!
BOOK III.
Prepared for the Lord's Supper.
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3 This is my body broke for sin
Receive and eat the living food:"
Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine;
"Tis the new cov'nant in my blood."
4 [For us his flesh with nails was torn,
He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn;
And justice pour'd upon his head
1ts heavy vengeance in our stead.
5 For us his vital blood was spilt,
To buy the pardon of our guilt;
When, for black crimes of biggest size,
He gave his soul a sacrifice.]
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6 Do this," he cried, "till time shall end,
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In mem❜ry of your dying Friend;
"Meet at my table, and record
"The love of your departed Lord."
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7 [Jesus, thy feast we celebrate,
We show thy death, we sing thy name,
Till thou return, and we shall eat
The marriage supper of the Lamb.]
HYMN II. (S. M.)
2
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Communion with Christ, and with saints.
1 Cor. x. 16, 17.
[JESUS invites his saints
To meet around his board;
Here pardon'd rebels sit, and hold
Communion with their Lord.
For food he gives his flesh,
He bids us drink his blood;
Amazing favour! matchless grace
Of our descending God!]
This holy bread and wine
Maintains our fainting breath,
By union with our living Lord,
And int'rest in his death.
4 Our heav'nly Father calls
Christ and his members one;
We the young children of his love,
And he the first-born Son.
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We are but sev'ral parts
Of the same broken pread;
Que body hath its several limbs,
But Jesus is the head.
Let all our pow'rs be join'd,
His glorious name to raise ;
Pleasure and love fill ev'ry mind,
And ev'ry voice be praise.
HYMN III. (C. M.)
The New Testament in the blood of Christ.
THE promise of my Father's love
"Shall stand for ever good;"
He said, and gave his soul to death,
And seal'd the grace with blood.
To this dear cov'nant of thy word
I set my worthless name;
I seal th' engagement to my Lord,
And make my humble claim.
3 Thy light, and strength, and pard'ning grace,
And glory shall be mine;
My life and soul, my heart and flesh,
And all my pow'rs are thine.
4 I call that legacy my own
Which Jesus did bequeath;
'Twas purchas'd with a dying groan,
And ratify'd in death.
5 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name
Who bless'd us in his will,
And to his testament of love
Made his own life the seal.
HYMN IV. (C.M.)
Christ's dying love; or, Our pardon hought at
a dear price.
1 How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal Son!
Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind,
And pity brought him down.
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7, 8.
HYMNS,
BOOK III.
2 [When Justice, by our sins provok'd,
Drew forth its dreadful sword,
He gave his soul up to the stroke,
Without a murm'ring word.]
3 [He sunk beneath our heavy woes
To raise us to his throne;
There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows
But cost his heart a groan.]
4 This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blond,
His pity ne'er withdrew.
5 Now tho' he reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:
Well he remembers Calvary,
Nor let his saints forget.
6 [Here we behold his bowels rol!,
As kind as when he dy'd;
And see the sorrows of his soul
Bleed thro' his wounded side.]
7 [Here we receive repeated seals
Of Jesus' dying love:
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One soft affection move.]
8 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,
And with our joy for pardon'd guilt
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.
HYMN V. (C. M.)
Christ the bread of life. John vi. 31. 35. 39.
I LET us adore th' Eternal Word,
"Tis he our souls hath fed;
Thou art our living stream, O Lord,
And thou th' immortal bread.
2 [The manna came from lower skies,
But Jesus from above;
Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise,
And rivers flow with love.
3 The Jews, the fathers, dy'd at last,
Who eat that heav'nly bread;
But these provisions which we taste
Can raise us from the dead.]
4 Bless'd be the Lord, that gives his flesh
To nourish dying men;
And often spreads his table fresh,
Lest we should faint again.
5 Our souls shall draw their heav'nly breath
While Jesus finds supplies;
Nor shall our graces sink to death,
For Jesus never dies.
6 [Daily our mortal flesh decays,
But Christ our life shall come;
His unresisted pow'r shall raise
Our bodies from the tomb.]
HYMN VI. (L. M.)
The memorial of our absent Lord. John xvi.
16. Luke xxii. 19. John xiv. 3.
1 JESUS is gone above the skies,
Where our weak senses reach him not;
And carnal objects court our eyes,
To thrust our Saviour from our thought.
2 He knows what wand'ring hearts we have,
Apt to forget his lovely face;
And, to refresh our minds, he gave
These kind memorials of his grace.
3 The Lord of Life this table spread
With his own flesh and dying blood;
We on the rich provision feed,
And taste the wine, and bless the God.
4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot,
And earth grow less in our esteem;
Christ and his love fill ev'ry thought,
And faith and hope be fix'd on him.
5 While he is absent from our sight,
'Tis to prepare our souls a place,
That we may dwell in heav'nly light,
And live for ever near his face.
6 [Our eyes look upwards to the hills,
Whence our returning Lord shall come ;
We wait thy chariot's awful wheels,
To fetch our longing spirits home.]
HYMN VII. (L. M.)
Crucifixion to the world by the cross of Christ.
Gal. vi. 14.
1 WHEN I survey the wond'rous cross,
On which the Prince of Glory dy'd,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ my God;
All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to his blood.
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3 See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet?
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
4 [His dying crimson, like a robe,
Spreads o'er his body on the tree;
Then am I dead to all the globe,
And all the globe is dead to me.]
5 Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
HYMN VIII. (C. M.)
The tree of life.
1 COME let us join a joyful tune
To our exalted Lord,
Ye saints on high around his throne,
And we around his board.
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2 While once upon this lower ground
Weary and faint ye stood,
What dear refreshments here ye found
From this immortal food!
3 The tree of life, that near the throne
In heav'ns high garden grows,
Laden with grace, bends gently down
Its ever smiling boughs.
4 [Hov'ring amongst the leaves there stands
The sweet celestial Dove,
And Jesus on the branches hangs
The banner of his love.]
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11, 12.
HYMNS,
BOOK III.
5 ['Tis a young heav'n of strange delight
While in his shade we sit :
His fruit is pleasing to the sight,
And to the taste as sweet.
6 New life it spreads thro' dying hearts,
And cheers the drooping mind;
Vigour and joy the juice imparts,
Without a sting behind.]
7 Now let the flaming weapon stand,
And guard all Eden's trees;
There's ne'er a plant in all that land
That bears such fruits as these.
8 Infinite grace our souls adore,
Whose wond'rous hand has made
This living branch of sov'reign pow'r
To raise and heal the dead.
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It cost him cries and tears
To bring us near to God;
Great was our debt, and he appears
To make the payment good.
My Saviour's pierced side
Pour'd out a double flood;
By water we are purify'd,
And pardon'd by the blood.
Infinite was our guilt,
But he, our Priest, atones ;
On the cold ground his life was spilt,
And offer'd with his groans.]
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HYMN IX. (S. M.)
The spirit, the water, and the blood.
John v. 6.
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[LET all our tongues be one
To praise our God on high,
Who from his bosom sent his Son
To fetch us strangers nigh.
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Nor let our voices cease
To sing the Saviour's name;
Jesus, th' ambassador of peace.
How cheerfully he caine!
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There on the cursed tree
In dying pangs he lies,
Fulfils his Father's great decree,
And all our wants supplies.
Look up, my soul, to him
Whose death was thy desert,
And humbly view the living stream
Flow from his breaking heart.
Thus the Redeemer came
By water and by blood;
And when the Spirit speaks the same,
We feel his witness good.
While the eternal Three
Bear their record above,
Here I believe he dy'd for me,
And seal my Saviour's love.
[Lord, cleanse my soul from sin,
Nor let thy grace depart;
Great Comforter, abide within,
And witness to my heart.]
HYMN X. (L. M.)
Christ crucified; the wisdom and power of
God.
1 NATURE with open volume stands
To spread her Maker's praise abroad,
And ev'ry labour of his hands
Shows something worthy of a God,
2 But in the grace that rescu'd man.
His brightest form of glory shines;
Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn
In precious blood and crimson lines
3 [Here his whole name appears complete ;
Nor wit can guess, nor reason prove
Which of the letters best is writ,
The pow'r, the wisdom, or the love.
4 Here I behold his inmost heart,
Where grace and vengeance strangely join,
Piercing his Son with sharpest smart,
To make the purchas'd pleasures mine.
5 O the sweet wonders of that cross
Where God the Saviour lov'd and dy'd!
Her noblest life my spirit draws
From his dear wounds and bleeding side.
6 I would for ever speak his name
In sounds to mortal ears unknown,
With angels join to praise the Lamb,
And worship at his Father's throne.
HYMN XI. (C. M.)
Pardon brought to our senses.
1 LORD, how divine thy comforts are!
How heav'nly is the place
Where Jesus spreads the sacred feast
Of his redeeming grace!
2 There the rich bounties of our God,
And sweetest glories shine;
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Here," says the kind redeeming Lora,
And shows his wounded side,
"See here the spring of all your joys,
That open'd when I dy'd.
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4 [IIe smiles and cheers my mournful heart
And tells of all his pain;
All this," says he, "I bore for thee;"
And then he smiles again.]
5 What shall we pay our heav'nly King
For grace so vast as this?
He brings our pardon to our eyes,
And seals it with a kiss.
6 [Let such amazing loves as these
Be sounded all abroad;
Such favours are beyond degrees,
And worthy of a God.]
7 [To him that wash'd us in his blood
Be everlasting praise,
Salvation, honour, glory, pow'r,
Eternal as his days.]
HYMN XII. (L. M.)
The gospel feast. Luke xiv. 16, &c.
1 [How rich are thy provisions, Lord
Thy table furnish'd from above,
The fruits of life o'erspread the board,
The cup o'erflows with heav'nly love,
2 Thine ancient family, the Jews,
Were first invited to the feast;
We humbly take what they refuse,
And Gentiles thy salvation taste.
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13, 14.
BOOK III.
HYMNS,
15, 16.
3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame,
And help was far, and death was nigh!
But at the gospel-call we came,
Aud ev'ry want receiv'd supply!
4 From the highway that leads to hell,
From paths of darkness and despair,
Lord, we are come with thee to dwell,
Glad to enjoy thy presence here.]
5 [What shall we pay th' eternal Son,
That left the heav'n of his abode,
And to this wretched earth came down,
To bring us wand'rers back to God?
5 It cost him death to save our lives;
To buy our souls it cost his own;
And all the unknown joys he gives,
Were bought with agonies unknown.
7 Our everlasting love is due
To him that ransom'd sinners lost;
And pity'd rebels, when he knew
The vast expense his love would cost.]
, HYMN XIII. (C. M.)
Divine love making a feast, and calling in the
guests. Luke xiv. 17. 22, 23.
1 How sweet and awful is the place
With Christ within the doors,
While everlasting love displays
The choicest of her stores.
2 Here ev'ry bowel of our God
With soft compassion rolls,
Here peace and pardon bought with blood
Is food for dying souls.
3 [While all our hearts and all our songs
Join to admire the feast,
Each of us cry with thankful tongues,
Lord, why was 1 a guest?
4." Why was I made to hear thy voice,
"And enter while there's room?
"When thousands make a wretched choice,
"And rather starve than conie ?"]
5 'Twas the same love that spread the feast,
That sweetly forc'd us in,
Else we had still refus'd to taste,
And perish'd in our sin.
6 [Pity the nations, O our God,
Constrain the earth to come;
Send thy victorious word abroad,
And bring the strangers home.
7 We long to see thy churches full,
That all the chosen race
May with one voice, and heart, and soul,
Sing thy Redeeming grace.]
HYMN XIV. (L. M)
The song of Simeon. Luke ii, 28.
1 Now have our hearts embrac'd our God,
We would forget all earthly charms,
And wish to die as Simeon would,
With his young Saviour in his arms.
2 Our lips should learn that joyful song,
Were but our hearts prepar'd like his ;
Our souls still willing to be gone,
And at thy word depart in peace.
3 Here we have seen thy face, O Lord,
And view'd salvation with our eyes,
Tasted and felt the living word,
The bread descending from the skies.
4 Thou hast prepar'd this dying Lamb,
Hast set his blood before our face,
To teach the terrors of thy name,
And show the wonders of thy grace.
5 He is our light; our morning star
Shall shine on nations yet unknown;
The glory of thine Israel here.
And joy of spirits near the throne.
IIYMN XV. (C. M.)
Our Lord Jesus at his own table.
1 [THE mem'ry of our dying Lord
Awakes our thankful tongue;
How rich he spread his royal board,
And bless'd the food and sung.
2 IIappy the men that eat this bread;
But doubly bless'd was he
That gently bow'd his loving head,
And lean'd it, Lord, on thee.
3 By faith the same delights we taste
As that great fav'rite did;
And sit, and lean on Jesus' breast,
And take the heav'nly bread.]
4 Down from the palace of the skies,
Hither the King descends:
"Come, my beloved, eat," he cries,
“And drink salvation, friends.
5 ["My flesh is food and physic too,
"A balm for all your pains:
"And the red streams of pardon flow
"From these my pierced veins."]
6 Hosanna to his bounteous love
For such a feast below!
And yet he feeds his saints above
With nobler blessings too.
7 [Come the dear day, the glorious hour
That brings our souls to rest!
Then we shall need these types no more,
But dwell at th' heav'nly feast.]
HYMN XVI. (C.M.)
The agonies of Christ.
1 Now let our pains be all forgot,
Our hearts no more repine:
Our suff'rings are not worth a thought,
When, Lord, compar'd with thine.
2 In lively figures here we see
The bleeding prince of Love;
Each of us hope, he dy'd for me,
And then our griefs remove.
3 [Our humble faith bere takes her rise,
While sitting round his board;
And back to Calvary she flies,
To view her groaning Lord.'
4 His soul, what agonies it felt
When his own God withdrew!
And the large load of all our guilt
Lay heavy on him too.
5 But the divinity within
Supported him to bear:
Dying, he conquer'd hell and sin,
And made his triumph there.
6 Grace, wisdom, justice, join'd and wrought
The wonders of that day:
No mortal tongue, nor mortal thought,
Can equal thanks repay.
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19, 20, 21.
HYMNS, BOOK III.
7 Our hymns should sound like those above,
Could we our voices raise ;
Yet, Lord, our hearts shall all be love,
And all our lives be praise.
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HYMN XVII. (S. M.)
Incomparable food; or, The flesh and blood
of Christ.
[WE sing th' amazing deeds
That grace divine performs ;
Th' eternal God comes down, and bleeds
To nourish dying worms.
This soul-reviving wine,
Dear Saviour, 'tis thy blood;
We thank that sacred flesh of thine
For this immortal food.]
The banquet that we eat
Is made of heav'nly things;
Earth hath no dainties half so sweet
As our Redeemer brings.
In vain had Adam sought
And search'd his garden round
For there was no such blessed fruit
In all that happy ground.
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On us th' almighty Lord
Bestows this matchless grace;
And meets us with some cheering word,
With pleasure in his face.
Th' angelic host above
Can never taste this food:
They feast upon their Maker's love,
But not a Ŝaviour's blood.
7 Come, all ye drooping saints,
And banquet with the King;
This wine will drown your sad complaints,
And tune your voice to sing.
Salvation to the name
Of our adored Christ:
Thro' the wide earth his grace proclaim,
His glory in the high'st.
HYMN XVIII. (L. M.)
The same.
1 JESUS, we bow before thy feet,
Thy table is divinely stor'd:
Thy sacred flesh our souls have eat,
'Tis living bread; we thank thee, Lord.
2 And here we drink our Saviour's blood;
We thank thee, Lord, 'tis gen'rous wine,
Mingled with love; the fountain flow'd
From that dear bleeding heart of thine.
3 On earth is no such sweetness found,
For the Lamb's flesh is heav'nly food;
In vain we search the globe around
For bread so fine, or wine so good.
4 Carnal provisions can at best
But cheer the heart, or warm the head,
But the rich cordial that we taste
Gives life eternal to the dead.
5 Joy to the Master of the feast,
His name our souls for ever bless :
To God the King, and God the Priest,
A loud hosanna round the place.
HYMN XIX.
(L. M.)
Glory in the cross; or, Not ashamed of Christ
crucified.
1 AT thy command, our dearest Lord,
Here we attend thy dying feast;
Thy blood like wine adorns thy board,
And thine own flesh feeds ev'ry guest.
2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love,
And trusts for life in one that dy'd;
We hope for heav'nly crowns above,
From à Redeemer crucify'd.
3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame,
And fling their scandals on the cause;
We come to boast our Saviour's name,
And make our triumphs in his cross.
4 With joy we tell the scoffing age
He that was dead has left his tomb,
He lives above their utmost rage,
And we are waiting till he come.
HYMN XX. (C. M.)
The provisions for the table of our Lord; or,
The tree of life, and river of love.
1 LORD, we adore thy bounteous hand,
And sing the solemn feast,
Where sweet celestial dainties stand
For ev'ry willing guest.
2 [The tree of life adorns the board
With rich immortal fruit,
And ne'er an angry flaming sword
To guard the passage to't.
3 The cup stands crown'd with living juice,
The fountain flows above,
And runs down streaming for our use
In rivulets of love.]
4 The food's prepar'd by heav'nly art,
The pleasure's well refin'd;
They spread new life thro' ev'ry heart,
And cheer the drooping mind.
5 Shout and proclaim the Saviour's love,
Ye saints that taste his wine;
Join with your kindred saints above,
In loud hosannas join.
6 A thousand glories to the God,
That gives such joy as this;
Hosanna! let it sound abroad,
And reach where Jesus is.
HYMN XXI. (C. M.)
The triumphal feast for Christ's victory over
sin, and death, and hell.
1 [COME, let us lift our voices high,
High as our joys arise,
And join the songs above the sky,
Where pleasure never dies.
2 Jesus, the God that fought and bled,
And conquer'd when he fell;
That rose, and at his chariot-wheels
Dragg'd all the pow'rs of hell.]
3 [Jesus, the God invites us here
To this triumphal feast,
And brings immortal blessings down
For each redeemed guest.
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22, 23.
24, 25.
HYMNS,
BOOK III.
4 The Lord! how glorious is his face!
How kind his smiles appear!
And what melting words he says
To ev'ry humble ear!
5 "For you, the children of my love,
"It was for you I dy'd;
"Behold my hands, behold my feet,
And look into my side.
6" These are the wounds for you I bore,
"The tokens of my pains,
"When I came down to free your souls
From misery and chains.
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"And plung'd it in my heart;
Infinite pangs for you I bore
And most tormenting smart.
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Stood dreadful in my way,
To rescue those dear lives of yours
"I gave my own away.
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"But while I bled, and groan'd, and dy'd,
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"High on my cross I hung, and spy'd
"The monster tumbling down.
10 Now you must triumph at my feast.
"And taste my flesh and blood;
"And live eternal ages bless'd,
"For 'tis immortal food."
11 Victorious God! what can we pay
For favours so divine?
We would devote our hearts away
To be for ever thine.]
12 We give thee, Lord, our highest praise,
The tribute of our tongues;
But themes so infinite as these
Exceed our noblest songs.
HYMN XXII. (L. M.)
The compassion of a dying Christ.
1 OUR spirits join t'adore the Lamb
O that our feeble lips could move
In strains immortal as his name,
And melting as his dying love.
2 Was ever equal pity found?
The Prince of heav'n resigns his breath,
And pours his life out on the ground,
To ransom guilty worms from death.
3 [Rebels, we broke our Maker's laws;
He from the threat'nings set us free,
Bore the full vengeance on his cross,
And nail'd the curses to the tree.]
4 [The law proclaims no terror now,
And Sinai's thunder roars no more;
From all his wounds new blessings flow,
A sea of joy without a shore.
5 Here we have wash'd our deepest stains,
And heal'd our wounds with heav'nly blood;
Bless'd fountain! springing from the veins
Of Jesus, our incarnate God.]
6 In vain our mortal voices strive
To speak compassion so divine;
Had we a thousand lives to give,
A thousand lives should all be thine.
HYMN XXIII. (C. M.)
Grace and glory by the death of Christ.
1 [SITTING around our Father's board,
We raise our tuneful breath;
Our faith beholds her dying Lord,
And dooms our sins to death.]
2 We see the blood of Jesus shed,
Whence all our pardons rise;
The sinner views th' atonement made
And loves the sacrifice.
3 Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful cross
Procure us heav'nly crowns ;
Our highest gain springs from thy loss:
Our healing from thy wounds.
4 O! 'tis impossible that we,
Who dwell in feeble clay,
Should equal suff'rings bear for thee,
Or equal thanks repay.
HYMN XXIV. (C. M.)
Pardon and strength from Christ.
1 FATHER, we wait to feel thy grace,
To see thy glories shine;
The Lord will his own table bless,
And make the feast divine.
2 We touch, we taste the heav'nly bread,
We drink the sacred cup;
With outward forms our sense is fed,
Our souls rejoice in hope.
3 We shall appear before the throne
Of our forgiving God,
Dress'd in the garments of his Son,
And sprinkled with his blood.
We shall be strong to run the race,
And climb the upper sky¿
Christ will provide our souls with grace
He bought a large supply.
5 [Let us indulge a cheerful frame,
For joy becomes a feast;
We love the mem'ry of his name
More than the wine we taste.]
HYMN XXV. (C. M.)
Divine glories, and our graces.
How are thy glories here display'd
Great God, how bright they shine!
While at thy word we break the bread,
And pour the flowing wine!
2 Here thy revenging justice stands,
And pleads its dreadful cause;
Here saving mercy spreads her hands,
Like Jesus on the cross.
3 Thy saints attend with ev'ry grace
On this great sacrifice:
And love appears with cheerful face,
And faith with fixed eyes.
4 Our hope in waiting posture sits,
To heav'n directs her sight;
Here ev'ry warmer passion meets
And warmer pow'rs unite.
5 Zeal and revenge perform their part,
And rising sin destroy;
Repentance comes with aching heart,
Yet not forbids the joy.
6 Dear Saviour, change our faith to sight,
Let sin for ever die ;
Then shall our souls be all delight,
And ev'ry tear be dry.
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29--32.
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I CANNOT persuade myself to put a full period to these Divine Hymns, till I have ad-
dressed a special song of glory to God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Though
the Latin name of it, Gloria Patri, be retained in our nation from the Roman Church; and
though there may be some excesses of superstitious honour paid to the words of it, which
may have wrought some unhappy prejudices in weaker Christians, yet I believe it still to
be one of the noblest parts of Christian worship. The subject of it is the doctrine of the
Trinity, which is that peculiar glory of the Divine Nature, that our Lord Jesus Christ has
so clearly revealed unto men, and is so necessary to true Christianity. The action is praise,
which is one of the most complete and exalted parts of Christian worship. I have added also
a few Hosannas, or ascriptions of salvation to Christ, in the same manner, and for the same end.
A
1 BLESS'D be the Father and his love,
To whose celestial source we owe
Rivers of endless joy above,
And rills of comfort here below.
DOXOLOGIES.
XXVI. First (L. M.)
A song of praise to the ever-blessed Trinity,
God the Father, Son, and Spirit.
2 Glory to thee, great Son of God,
From whose dear wounded body rolls
A precious stream of vital blood,
Pardon and life for dying souls.
3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise,
Who in our hearts of sín and woe
Makes living springs of grace arise,
And into boundless glory flow.
4 Thus God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, we adore;
That sea of life, and love unknown,
Without a bottom or a shore.
XXVII. First (C. M.)
1 GLORY to God the Father's name,
Who, from our sinful race,
Chose out his fav'rites to proclaim
The honours of his grace.
2 Glory to God the Son be paid,
Who dwelt in humble clay,
And, to redeem us from the dead,
Gave his own life away.
1
3 Glory to God the Spirit give,
From whose almighty pow'r
Our souls their heav'nly birth derive,
And bless the happy hour.
O
4 Glory to God that reigns above,
Th' eternal Three in One,
Who by the wonders of his love
Has made his nature known.
XXVIII. First (S. M.)
LET God the Father live
For ever on our tongues:
Sinners from his first love derive
The ground of all their songs.
Ye saints, employ your breath
In honour to the Son,
Who bought your souls from hell and
death,
By offring up his own.
3
4
While God the Comforter
Reveals our pardon'd sin,
O may the blood and water bear
The same record within.
Give to the Spirit praise
Of an immortal strain,
Whose light and pow'r, and grace conveys
Salvation down to men.
5 To the great One in three
That seal this grace in heav'n,
The Father, Son, and Spirit, be
Eternal glory giv'n.
XXIX. Second (L. M.)
1 GLORY to God the Trinity,
Whose name has mysteries unknown;
In essence one, in person three,
A social nature, yet alone,
2 When all our noblest pow'rs are join'd,
The honours of thy name to raise,
Thy glories over-match our mind,
Aud angels faint beneath the praise.
XXX. Second (C. M.)
1 THE God of mercy be ador'd,
Who calls our souls from death;
Who saves by his redeeming word,
And new-creating breath.
1
2 To praise the Father and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,
The One in Three, and Three in One,
Let saints and angels join.
2
XXXI Second (S. M.)
LET God the Maker's name.
Have honour, love, and fear;
To God the Saviour pay the same,
And God the Comforter.
Father of lights above,
Thy mercy we adore,
The Son of thy eternal love,
And Spirit of thy pow'r.
XXXII. Third (L. M.)
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Be honour, praise, and glory giv'n,
By all in earth, and all in heav'n
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33-38.
39-43.
HYMNS,
BOOK III.
XXXIII. Or thus:
ALL glory to thy wond'rous name,
Father of mercy, God of love;
Thus we exalt the Lord, the Lamb,
And thus we praise the heav'nly Dove.
XXXIV. Third (C. M.)
Now let the Father and the Son
And Spirit be ador'd,
Where there are works to make him known,
Or saints to love the Lord.
XXXV. Or thus:
HONOUR to the almighty Three,
And everlasting One;
All glory to the Father be,
The Spirit and the Son.
YE angels round the throne,
And saints that dwell below,
Worship the Father, love the Son
And bless the Spirit too.
1
GIVE to the Father praise,
Give glory to the Son,
And to the Spirit of his grace
Be equal honour done.
2
XXXVI. Third (S. M.)
3
XXXVII. Or thus:
XXXVIII.
A song of praise to the blessed Trinity,
The First, as the 148th Psalm.
I GIVE immortal praise
To God the Father's love,
For all my comforts here,
And better hopes above;
He sent his own
Eternal Son
To die for sins
That man had done.
To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,
Who bought us with his blood
From everlasting woe:
And now he lives,
And now he reigns,
And sees the fruit
Of all his pains.
To God the Spirit's name
Immortal worship give,
Whose new-creating pow'r
Makes the dead sinner live.
His work completes
The great design,
And fills the soul
With joy divine.
Almighty God! to thee
Be endless honours done,
The Undivided Three,
And the Mysterious One.
Where reason fails
With all her pow'rs,
There faith prevails,
And love adores.
2
3
XXXIX.
The Second, as the 148th Psalm.
To Him that chose us first,
Before the world began ;
To Him that bore the curse
To save rebellious man;
To him that form'd
Our hearts anew,
Is endless praise
And glory due.
The Father's love shall run
Thro' our immortal songs;
We bring to God the Son
Hosannas on our tongues :
Our lips address
The Spirit's name
With equal praise,
And zeal the same.
Let ev'ry saint above,
And angel round the throne;
For ever bless and love
The sacred Three in One :
Thus heav'n shall raise
His honours high,
When earth and time
Grow old and die.
XL. The Third, as the 148th Psalm.
To God the Father's throne
Perpetual honours_raise;
Glory to God the Son,
To God the Spirit praise:
And while our lips
Their tribute bring,
Our faith adores
The name we sing.
XLI. Or thus :
To our eternal God,
The Father and the Son,
And Spirit all divine,
Three mysteries in One.
Salvation, pow'r,
And praise be giv'n,
By all on earth,
And all in heav'n.
XLII. (L. M.)
THE HOSANNA;
Or, Salvation ascribed to Christ.
1 HOSANNA to king David's Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne;
We bless the Prince of heav'nly birth,
Who brings salvation down to earth.
2 Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age,
In this delightful work engage.
Old men and babes in Zion sing
The growing glories of her King.
XLIII. (C. M.)
1 HOSANNA to the Prince of Grace;
Zion, behold thy King;
Proclaim the Son of David's race,
And teach the babes to sing.
161
M
44.
45.
HYMNS, BOOK III.
2 Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word,
Who from the Father came;
Ascribe salvatiou to the Lord,
With blessings on his name.
1
2
XLIV. (S. M.)
HOSANNA to the Son
Of David and of God,
Who brought the news of pardon down,
And bought it with his blood.
To Christ th' anointed King
Be endless blessings giv'n;
Let the whole earth his glories sing,
Who made our peace with heav'n.
162
1
2
XLV. As the 148th Psalm.
HOSANNA to the King
Of David's ancient blood;
Behold he comes to bring
Forgiving grace from God;
Let old and young
Attend his way,
And at his feet
Their honours lay.
Glory to God on high,
Salvation to the Lamb;
Let earth, and sea, and sky
His wond'rous love proclaim:
Upon his head
Shall honours rest,
And every age
Pronounce him blest.
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ADORE & trem. 97
Alas, and did my 122
All glory to thy 161
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All mortal vanities 94
And are we wretch 141 |
And must this bod 142
And now the scales 136
Arise,my soul, my ib.
As new-born babes 116
At thy command 158]
Attend whileGod's 146
Awake, my heart 93
Awake, our souls 99
Away from every 145
And is this life prol 98
Awake,my zeal, aw ib.
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Begin, my tongue 134
Behold how sinner 114
Behold the blind 147
Behold the glories 89
Behold the grace ib.
ib.
Behold the potter 112
Behold the Rose of 103
Behold the wom 147
Behold the wretch 113
Behold what won 102
Bless'd are the hum109
Bless'd be the ever 94
Bless'd be the Fath 160
Bless'd morning 134
Bless'd with the 145
Blood has a voice 144
Bright King of Gl 130
Broad is the road 151
Buried in shadows 108
But few among the ib.
Blessed Redeemer 97
CAN creatures to 153
Christ and his cross 112
Come, all harmoni 137
Come, dearest 115
Come, happy souls 141
Come hither, all ye 113
Come, Holy Spirit 127
Come let us join a 155
Come let us join ou 101
Come let us lift our 142
Come let us lift our 158 |
Come, we that love 126
DAUGHTERS of 103
Dear Lord, behold 151
Dearest of all the 149
Death cannot make129
Death may dissolve 94
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Death! 'tis a melan 130
Deceiv'd by subtle 110
Deep in the dust 113
Deep in the dust 113
Descend from hea 124
Do we not know 113
Down headlong fr 139
Dread Sovereign 121
Do I believe what 96
ERE the blue heav 89
ERE the blue heav 89
Eternal Sovereign 149
Eternal Spirit, we 146
FAITH is the bri 112
Far from my thoug 123
Father, I long, I 139
Father, we wait to 159
Firm as the earth 115
From heaven the 140
From thee, myGod 135
GENTILES by na 111
Give me the wings 147
Give to the Father 161
Glory to God the 169
Glory to God that 131
Glory to God the 161
God is a Spirit just 115
God of the morning105
God of the seas,thy 134
God the eternal 125
God who in variou 100
Go preach my gos 114
Go worship at Im 117
Great God, how in 133
Great God, I own 90
Great God, thy glo 152
Great God, to what 143
Great King of Glo 151
Great was the day 148
HADI the tongue 115
Happy the church 138
Happy the heart 127
Hark! from the to 132
Hark! the Redee 103
Hear what the voi 93
Hence from my 134
Here at thy cross 121
High as the heaven 143
High on a hill of 123
Honour to the alm 161
Hosanna, &c. ib.
Hosanna to the Ki 162
Hosanna to our co 138
Hosanna to the Pr 135
Hosanna to the Ro 92
Hosanna with a ch 121
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How are thy glori 159
Howbeauteous are 91
Howbeauteous are 91
How can I sink wi 143
How coudescend 154
How full of angui 140
How heavy is the 109
How heavy is the 109
How honourable is 90
How honourable is 90
How large the pro 111
How oft have Sin 115
How rich are thy 156
How rich are thy 156
How sad our state 138
How shall I praise 152
How short and ha 126
How should the 106
How strong thine 99
How sweet and aw 157
How sweet and aw 157
How vain are all 129
How vain are all 129
How wondrous gr 137
How wondrous gr 137
How vast the treas 98
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Let others boast 123
Let pharisees of
114
Let the old heath 124
Let the seventh an 102
Let the whole race 140
Let the wild leopa 151
Let them neglect 127
Let us adore th' Et 155
Life and immortal 145
Life is the time to 107
Lift up your eyes 127
Like sheep we 116
Lo the destroying 150
Lo the young trib 107
Lo what a glorious 98
Long have I sat be 152
Lord, at thy templ 93
Lord, how divine 156
Lord, how secure 111
Lord, how secure 131
Lord,we adore thy 142
Lord,we adore thy 158
Lord, we are blind 125
Lord, we confess 111
Lord, what a heav 123
Lord, what a wret 130
Lord, when my th 121
Let those who bear 96
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I give immortal pr 161|
I hate the tempter 150
I hate the tempter 150
I lift my banner 95
I love the windows 148
I'm not asham'd to 109
I send the joys of 122
I sing my Saviour's 143
In Gabriel's hand 101
In thine own ways 95
In vain the wealthy 94
In vain we lavish ou 91
Infinite grief! ama 139
Is this the kind ret 135
Jehovah speaks, let 106
Jehovah reigns, his 153
Jesus, in thee our 117
Jesus invites his sai 154
Jesus is gone above 155
Jesus, the man of 91
Jesus, we bless thy 100
Jesus, we bow bef 158
Jesus, with all thy 125
Join all the gloriou 118
Join all the names ib.
Jesus, thy blessings 96
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KIND is the spee 101
LADEN with gui 144
Let all our tongues 156
Let everlasting glo 146
Let every mortal 90
Let God the Father 160
Let him embrace 102
Let God the Maker 160
Let me but hear my 92
Let mortal tongues 101
MAN has a soul of 148
Mistaken souls that 115
My dear Redeemer 147
My drowsy powers 125
My God, how end 106
My God, my life 139
My God, my porti io.
My God, permit 144
My God, the sprin 130
My God, what end 128
My heart how drea 140
My Saviour God 148
My soul, come me 132
My soul forsakes 122
My thoughts on 120
My thoughts sur 151
Must all the charm 94
Must friends and 98
NAKED as from 90
Naturewith all her 120
Nature with open 156
No, I'll repine at 141
No, I shall envy 131
No more, my God 110
Nor eye hath seen ib.
Not all the blood 148
Not all the outw 108
Not different food 113
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The memory of our 157
The promise of my 154
The promise was 146
The true Messiah 122
The voice of my 103
The wondering wo 104
There is a house no 110
There is a land of 133
There was an hour 91
These glorious mi 97
This is the word of 147
Thou whom my 102
Thus did the sons 145
Thus far the Lord 105
Thus saith the first 111
Thus saith the Hig 107
Thus saith the Ru 137
Thus saith the mer 112
Thus saith the wis 108
Thy favours, Lord 129
Time, what an emp 131
'Tis by the faith of 146
'Tis from the treas 117
'Tis not the law of 145
To God the Father 160
To God the only 99
To God the Father 161
To him that chose ib.
To our eternal God ib.
'Twas by an order 149
'Twas on that dark 154
'Twas the commis 99
VAIN are the hop 108
Vain are the hopes 109
Up to the fields 128
Up to the Lord that 129
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Not from the dust 106
Not the malicious 109
Not to condemn the ib.
Not to the terrors 149
Not with our mor 110
Now be the God of 99
Now by the bowels 114
Now for a tune of 128
Now have our hea 157
Now in the galleri 105
Now in the heat of 107
Now let a spacious 149
Now let our pains 157
Now let the Fathe. 161
Now let the Lord 129
Now Satan comes 150
Now shall my inw 97
Now to the Lord a 129
Now to the Lord 101
Now to the power 115
O FOR an overco 92
Oh if my soul was 141
Oh the almighty 136
O the delights, the 138
Often I seek my 103
Once more mysoul 121
Our days, alas! 127
Our God, how firm 128
Our sins, alas! 137
Our souls shall ma 101
Our spirits join 159
O happy soul, that 95
O'tis a lovely thing 96
QUESTIONS and 90
RAISE thee, my 126
Raise your trium 141
Raise your trium 141
Rise, rise, my soul 123
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Salvation! O the 138
See where the great 98
Shall the vile race 106
Shall we go on to 110
Shall wisdom cry 108
Shout to the Lord 138
Sin has a thousand 149
Sin like a venomo 150
Sing to the Lord 122
Sing to the Lord 132
Sitting around our 159
So did the Hebrew 111
So let our lips and 114
Stand up, my soul 135
Stoop down, my 125
Strait is the way 151
TERRIBLE God 124
That awful day 142
Thee we adore, ete 131
The glories of my 134
The God of mercy 160
The King of Glory 147
The lands that lon 92
The law by Moses 112
The law command 144
The Lord declares ib.
The Lord descend 145
The Lord Jehovah 153
PLUNG'D in a 136
Praise, everlasting 132 The Lord on high 106
The majesty of Sol 143
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We bless the proph 146
We sing th' amazin 158
We sing the glories 100
Welcome sweet da 122
Well, the Redeem 127
What different po 148
What equal honou 101
What happy men 97
What mighty man 95
Whence do your m ib.
When I can read 133
When in the light 140
When 1 survey the 155
When the great Bui 124
When we are rais'd 100
When strangers sta 105
When the first pare 135
Where are the mo 150
Who can describe 109
Who has believed 110
Who is this fair 105
Who shall the Lor 92
Why does your fa 137
Why do we mourn 120
Why is my heart 124
Why should the ch 116
Why should this
Why should we sta 126
With cheerful voi 118
With holy fear and 128
With joy we medi 113
What shall the dyi 96
What vain desires 93
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YE angels round 161
Ye sons of Adam 107
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INDEX
To find any Hymn by the Title or Contents of it.
Note. The letters, i ii iii, signify the first, second, and third book: The figures direct to the Hymn. If
you find not what hymn you seek under one word of the title, seek it under another, or by some
word that is of the same signification, though perhaps not mentioned in the title of the hymn.
AARON and Christ, i. 145. Moses and Joshua Book of God's decrees, ii. 99.
ii. 124.
Abel, the cry of his blood and Christ's, ii. 118.
Abraham's blessing on the Gentiles, i. 60, 113, 114.
ii. 134. offering his son, i. 129.
Absence and presence of God, ii. 93, 94, 100. from
God for ever, intolerable, ii. 107.
Access to the throne by a Mediator, ii. 108.
Adam, his fall, i. 107. corrupt nature from him,
ii. 128. the first and the second, i. 57, 124.
Adoption, i. 64, 149. and election, i. 54.
Advocate, see Christ's intercession.
Affections inconstant, ii. 20. unsanctified, ii. 165.
Afflicted, Christ's compassion to them, i. 125.
Afflictions removed, i. 87. submitted to, i. 5, 129.
ii. 109. support and comfort under them, ii. 50, 65.
and death under providence, i. 63
Aged sinner dying, i. 91.
Almost Christian, ii. 158.
Angels sinning, ii. 24. standing and falling, ii. 27.
praise the Lord, ii. 27. punished, and man saved,
ii. 96, 97. their ninistry to Christ and saints,
ii. 18, 112, 113.
Amiable deportment, i. 166.
Ambition, &c. ii. 101.
Antichrist, ruin of, i. 29, 56, 59.
Apostate, ii. 158.
Apostles' commission, i. 128.
Apparel, spiritual, i. 7, 20, 40.
Armour of the gospel, ii. 77.
Ascension and resurrection of Christ, ii. 76.
Assistance against temptations, i. 15, 32. ii. 50, 65.
Assurance of heaven, i. 27. ii. 65. of the love of
Christ, i. 14. ii. 73. of faith, i. 103.
Attributes of God, ii. 166-169.
BABYLON fallen, i. 56, 59.
Backslidings and returns, ii. 20.
Baptism, i. 52. preaching and Lord's supper, ii. 141.
burial with Christ in it, i. 122. and circumcision,
i. 121. ii. 127, 194.
Beatitudes, i. 102.
Believe and be saved, i. 100.
Birth of Christ, i. 2, 3, 13, 60. ii. 136. first and se-
cond, i. 95, 99.
Blessing of Abraham on the Gentiles, i. 113, 114.
ii. 134.
Blood and flesh of Christ is our food, iii. 17, 18.
the seal of the New Testament, iii. 3. the Spirit
and the water, iii. 9.
Boasting excluded, i. 96.
Bread of life is Christ, iii. 5.
Breathing towards heaven, ii. 23.
Britain's God praised, ü. 1. for deliverance, ii. 92.
Burial, iì. 63. with Christ in baptism, i. 122. and
death of a saint, ii. 3.
CANAAN and heaven, ii. 66, 124.
Carnal joys parted with, ii. 10, 11. reason humbled,
i. 11, 12.
Ceremonies, outward, vain, i. 126,
Characters of the children of God, i. 143. of Christ,
i. 140, 150. of blessedness, i. 102.
Charity and uncharitableness, i. 126. and love,
i. 130, 133.
Chastity, i. 104, 105, 165.
Children in the covenant of grace, i. 113, 114. de-
voted to God, i. 121. ii. 127.
Christ and Adam, i. 124. the beloved described, i. 75.
the bread of life, iii. 5. his care of the young and
feeble, i. 125, 138. and the church, seeking, find-
ing, &c. see Church. coming to judge, i. 61. his
commission, ii 103, 104. communion with him,
i. 66, 71. and saints, i. 67, 76. iii. 2. compared to
inanimate things, i. 146. his coronation and
espousals, i. 72. his cross not to be ashamed of,
iii. 19. crucified, God's wisdom and power, ii. 10.
See his particular characters, offices, &c.
Christian religion, its excellency, ii. 191. internal
evidence of, i. 151. virtues, i. 162-171. ii. 161.
Church, its safety and protection, i. 9, 39. ii. 64, 92.
its enemies slain by Christ, i. 28, 29. conversing
with Christ, namely, seeking, finding, calling,
answering, i. 66, 71. under God's care, i. 39.
espousals with Christ, i. 72. beauty in the eyes of
Christ, i. 73. the garden of Christ, î. 74.
Circumcision abolished, ii. 134. and baptism, i. 121.
ii. 127.
Clothing, spiritual, 1. 7, 40.
Comfort in the covenant with Christ, ii. 40. restored,
ii. 73. in sorrows of mind and body, ii. 50, 65.
Communion with Christ and saints, iii. 2. between
Christ and the church, i. 66–71. ii. 15, 16.
Compassion of a dying Saviour, iii. 22. of Christ to
the afflicted and tempted, i. 125.
Complaint of a hard heart, ii. 98. of desertion and
temptations, ii. 163. of dulness, ii. 34. of in-
dwelling sin, i. 115. of ingratitude, ii. 74. of sloth
and negligence, ii. 25, 32.
Condemnation by the law, i. 94. none to believers
i. 14
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INDEX TO THE HYMNS.
Doxologies, iii. 26-45.
Condescending grace, ii. 175.
Condescension of God to our worship, ii. 45 affairs, Dulness, spiritual, ii. 25.
ii. 46.
Confession and pardon, 1. 131.
Conscience, good, the pleasures of it, ii. 57. secure Effusion of the spirit, ii. 144.
and awakened, i. 115.
Constaucy in the gospel, ii. 4.
Contention and love, i. 130.
Contentment, Christian, i. 136, 175.
Conversion, i. 104. ii. 159. the difficulty of it, ii. 161.
delayed, i. 88-91. the joy of heaven, i. 101.
Conviction of sin by the law, i. 94, 115. by the cross
of Christ, iì. 81, 95.
Corrupt nature from Adam, i. 57, 107. ii. 128, 159.
Covenant of grace, i. 9. children therein, i. 113, 114.
sealed and sworn, i. 139. iii. 3. hope in it, i. 139.
made with Christ, our comfort, ii. 40. of works,
see Law and Gospel.
Covetousness, &c. i. 24. ii. 56, 101.
Courage and constancy, i. 14, 15, 48. ii. 4, 65.
Creation, i. 92. ii. 71, 147. new, ii. 130. preserva-
tion, &c. of this world, ii. 13.
Creatures praise the Lord, ii. 71. love dangerous,
i. 48. God above them, i. 82. their vanity, ii. 146.
Cross of Christ is our glory, iii. 19. repentance flow-
iug from it, ii. 106. salvation in it, ii. 4. cruci-
fixion to the world by it, iii. 7.
Curse and promise, i. 107.
Custom iu sin, ii. 160.
DANGERS of our earthly pilgrimage, ii. 53. of death
and hell, ii. 55. of love to the creatures, ii. 48.
Darkness dispelled by the divine presence, ii. 54. of
providence, ii. 109.
EARTH, no rest on it, ii. 146. and heaven, ii. 10
11, 53.
the cross of Christ, i. 106.
Death of Christ, an act of voluntary submission, i. 83.
caused by sin, ii. 81. our life by it, i. 172. grace
and glory by it, iii. 4. terrible to the unconverted,
i. 91. made easy by the sight of Christ, iii. 14.
ii. 31. by a sight of heaven, ii. 66. God's presence
in it, ii. 46, 117. our fear of it, ii. 31. desirable,
i. 19. ii. 61. overcome, i. 17. triumphed over, i. 6.
ii. 110. prepared for, i. 27. ii. 63. of a sinner,
i. 24. ii. 2. and burial of a saint, i. 18. ii. 3. of
kindred improved, i. 179. and eternity, ii. 28. and
glory, i. 110. ii. 61. and the resurrection, ii. 3,
102, 110. of Moses at God's command, ii. 49.
dreadful and delightful, ii. 52.
Deceitfulness of sin, ii. 150.
Decrees of God, i. 11, 12, 96, 117. ii. 99.
Dedication to God, ii. 116. of children, i. 121. ii. 127.
Deity of Christ, i. 2, 13, 92. îi. 51.
Delay of conversion, i. 88-91. ii. 25, 32.
Delight in worship, ii. 14. in God, ii. 42 in con-
verse with Christ, ii. 15, 16.
Deliverance, national, ii. 1, 92. and submission,
i. 129. from spiritual enemies, i. 47. ii. 65, 89, 111.
Desertion aud temptation complained of, ii. 163.
Despair and presumption, i. 115. ii. 156, 157.
Devotion fervent, desired, íi. 34.
Difficulty of conversion, ii. 161.
Diligence, christian, i. 176, 177.
Dissolution of this world, ii. 13, 164.
Distemper, folly, and madness of sin, ii. 153.
Distinguishing love, i, 11, 12, 96, 117. ii. 96, 97.
Dominion of God, and our deliverance, ii. 111. eter-
nal, ii. 67. over the sea, ii. 70.
Doubts and fears censured, i. 32, 39. removal desired,
i. 144. remedies against, i. 170. removed, ii, 73.
Election excludes boasting, i.96. free, i.11.12,54,117.
End of the world, ii. 164.
Enemies of the church disappointed, ii. 90, 92 sal-
vation from them, ii. 82, 88. triumphed over by
Christ, i. 28, 29.
Enjoyment of Christ, ii. 15, 16.
Enmity between Christ aud Satan, i. 107.
Envy and love, i. 130.
Equity and justice, i. 164, 171.
Espousals of the church to Christ, i. 72.
Establishment in grace, ii. 82.
Eternity of God, ii. 17. of bis dominion, ii. 67. aud
death, ii. 28. succeeding this life, ii. 55.
Evening and moruing bymns, i. 79, 80, 81. ii. 6, 7, 8.
Evidence, internal, to Christianity, i. 151.
Example of Christ, ii. 139. of saints, ii. 140.
Excellency of the Christian religion, i. 158. ii. 191.
FAITH in things unseen, i. 120. ii. 129. and know-
ledge of Christ, i. 103. love and joy, i. 108. and
unbelief, ii. 125. living and dead, i. 140. assisted
by sense, ii. 141. its joy, ii. 162. in Christ our
sacrifice, ii. 142. and salvation, i. 100. of assur
ance, i. 103. and sight, i. 110. ii. 145. triumph
ing in Christ, i. 14. for pardon and sanctification,
ii. 90. faith and reason, ii. 37, 100. the way of
salvation, i. 160.
Day of grace, and time of duty, i. 88. of judgment,
i. 45, 61, 65, 89, 90.
Farewell to the world, ii. 168
Dead in the Lord, their blessedness, i. 18. to sin by Fears and doubts supprest, ii. 73.
Faithfulness of God's promises, ii. 40, 60, 69.
Fall of angels and men, ii. 24. and recovery of man,
i. 107. ii. 78.
Feast of love, i. 68. of triumph, iíì. 21. of the gospel,
i. 7. iii. 12, 20. made, and guests invited, iii. 13
Fervency of devotion desired, ii. 34.
Few saved, ii. 158.
Flesh and blood of Christ the best food, iii. 17, 18.
our tabernacle, i. 110. and spirit, i. 23. ii. 143
Food spiritual, i. 7, 67, 68, 74. ii. 15. see Feast.
Folly aud madness of sin, ii. 153.
Formality in worship, i. 136.
Frailty and folly, ii. 32.
Freedom from sin and misery in heaven, ii. 86.
Funeral thought, ii. 61, 63.
GARDEN of Christ is the church, i. 74.
Garment of salvation, i. 7, 20.
Gentiles, Christ revealed to them, i. 10, 13, 50. iii.
13, 14. Abraham's blessing on them, i. 113, 114
ii. 134.
Glorified martyrs and saints, i. 40, 41. body, ii. 110.
Glory and death, i. 110. ii. 61. of God above our
reason, ii. 87. of Christ in heaven, ii. 91. and
grace by the death of Christ, iii. 23. justification
and sanctification, i. 3. to the Father, Son, and
Holy Ghost, iii. 26–41. of God in the gospd,
ii. 126. and grace in the person of Christ, ii. 47.
and sufferings of Christ, ii. 43.
Glorying in the cross of Christ, iii. 19.
God all and in all, ii. 99, 94. creator and redeemer,
ii. 35. far above creatures, i. 82. glorious, and
sinners saved, ii. 174. sight of him weans from the
world, ii. 41. terrible to sinners, ii. 22. his attri-
butes, ii. 51, 166, 169. glorified by Christ, ii. 126.
iii. 10. the avenger of his saints, ii. 115.-See each
of the Divine perfections.
Goodness of God, ii. 58, 74. and greatness, ii. 80,
166, 168, 169 and wrath, i. 40.
166
INDEX TO THE HYMNS.
Gospel feast, iii. 12. see Grace, Feast. invitation, Ignorance and unfruitfulness, ii. 165.
and provision, i. 7. iii. 20. times, their blessed- Illumination of the Spirit, ii. 199.
ness, i. 10. see Scripture. glorifies God, ii. 126. Impenitence, ii. 125.
no liberty to sin, i. 106, 132, 140. not ashamed Improvement of life, i. 176, 177.
Incarnation of Christ, i. 2, 3, 13, 60.
Incomprehensibility of God, ii. 87, 170, 171, 172.
and invisibility, ii. 26.
Inconstancy of our love, ii. 20.
Infinite, God the, ii. 171.
Ingratitude complained of, ii. 74.
Inheritance, eternal, i. 26.
Inspiration and prophecy, ii. 151.
Institution of the Lord's supper, iii. 1.
Insufficiency of self-righteousness, ii. 154.
Intercession of Christ, ii. 36, 37, 118.
Invitation of Christ to sinners, i. 127, 161. im-
portance of regarding, i. 92, 93. answerel, i. 70.
of the gospel, i. 7, 84, 85, 161. ii. 90.
John the Baptist's message, i. 50.
Joshua, Aaron, and Moses, ii. 124.
Joy, faith, and love, i. 108. of faith, ii. 152. carnal
parted with, ii. 10, 11. heavenly upon earth,
i. 195. ii. 30, 59. spiritual restored, ii. 73. see
more in Delight, Comfort.
ofit, i. 103. iii. 19. and law, i. 94. ii. 120,121,124.
sinned against, i. 118. its different success, i. 119.
ii. 144. ministry, i. 10. attested by miracles, i. 128.
ii. 136, 137. its glorious effects, ii. 138.
Government from God, ii. 149.
Grace condescending, i. 175. and glory by the death
of Christ, iii. 23. of the Spirit, i. 102. converting,
ii. 139. in exercise, iii. 25. justifies, i. 94. sanc-
tifies and saves, i. 111. not conveyed by parents,
i. 99. all-sufficient in duty and sufferings, i. 15,
32, 104. given in Christ, i. 137. covenant, i. 9.
children in it, i. 113, 114. and holiness, i. 132.
electing, i. 54. its freedom and sovereignty, i. 11,
12, 96, 117. ii. 96, 97. and glory in the person
of Christ, ii. 47. adopting, i. 4. persevering,
i. 51. promises, i. 7, 9. throne accessible by
Christ, ii. 36, S7, 108.
Graces, Christian, i. 102, 162-169. ii. 161.
Gratitude for divine favours, ii. 116.
Gravity, i. 163.
Great Britain's God praised, ii. 1.
Greatness and goodness of God, ii. 167.
HAPPINESS in God only, ii. 93, 94.
Hardness of heart, ii. 98.
Hatred and love, i. 130.
Health preserved, ii. 6, 7, 8, 19. restored, i. 55.
Heaven and earth, ii. 10, 11, 59. and hell, i, 45. in-
visible and holy, i. 105. meditation of it, ii. 162.
joy there for repenting sinners, i. 101. its blessed-
ness and business, i. 40, 41. the hope of it our
support, ii. 65. its prospect makes death easy,
ii. 66. worship of it humble, ii. 68. freedom from
sin and misery there, ii. 86. hoped for by Christ's
resurrection, i. 26. insured and prepared for, i. 27.
Christ's dwelling-place, i. 76. ii. 91. sight of
God and Christ there, ii. 23. blessed society there,
ii. 33. desired, i. 180. ii. 68.
Heavenley-mindedness, ii. 57. joy on earth, u. 15,
30, 59.
Hell and death, ii. 2. and judgment, i. 45,
ii. 62. or the vengeance of God, ii. 22, 44.
fear of, ii. 107.
175.
holy
Hezekiah's song, i. 55.
ne-
High Priest, King, and Judge, Christ our, i. 61.
Holiness and sovereignty of God, i. 82, 86. and
grace, i. 132, 140. its characters, i. 102.
cessary preparation for heaven, i. 105.
Honour, vain, i. 101, to magistrates, ii. 149.
Hope of the living, i. 88. gives light and strength,
ii. 129. in the covenant, i. 139. of heaven by
Christ's resurrection, i. 26. of heaven our support
under trials, ii. 65. of the resurrection, ii, 3, 110.
Hosanna to Christ, i. 16. iii. 42, &c.
Human affairs coudescended to by God, ii. 46. na-
ture of Christ, i. 2, 3, 13, 60.
Humble, God's dwelling, i. 87. enlightened, i. 11,
12, 50. worship of heaven, ii. 68.
Humiliation and exaltation of Christ, i. 141, 142.
Jews, see Moses, Gospel, Christ, Gentiles.
Ignorance enlightened, i. 11, 12.
Judgment-day, i. 45, 61, 65, 89, 90. and hell, ii. 62.
Christ coming to it, i. 61.
Justice of God, i. 86. and mercy, ii. 42, 167. and
oquity, Christian virtues, i. 164, 171.
Justification, i. 14. by faith, not by works, i. 94, 109.
and sanctification, i. 7, 9, 20, 84. ii. 90. and
glory, i. 3.
KINGDOM and titles of Christ, i. 13. of Christ
among men, i. 21, 65. of God eternal, ii. 67.
supreme, ii. 115.
Knowledge and faith in Christ, i. 103. saving, from
God, i. 11, 12, 99.
LAMB was slain, praise to, i. 1, 25, 62. takes away
sin, ii. 142.
Law convinces of sin, i. 15. condemns, i. 94. and
gospel, ii. 120, 121, 124. and gospel sinned
against, i. 118
Levitical priesthood fulfilled in Christ, ii. 12.
Life, frail, and succeeding eternity, ii. 55. preserved,
ii. 6, 7, 8. 19. short, frail, miserable, i. 82.
ii. 39, 58. the day of grace and hope, i. 88.
Light and salvation by Jesus Christ, i. 50. in dark.
ness by the presence of God, ii. 54. given to the
blind, i. 11, 12.
Lord Jesus at his own table, 1. 66. iii. 15. supper,
preaching, and baptism, ii. 141. supper instituted,
iii. 1. day, i. 72. delightful, ii. 14. table pro-
vided for, iii. 20.
Love of Christ unchangeable, i. 14, 39. shed abroad
in the heart, i. 185. its banquet, i. 68. iii. 13. of
Christ in words and deeds, i. 77. of Christ its
strength, i. 78. unseen, i. 108. to Christ, ü. 100.
to God pleasant and powerful, ii. 98. and hatred,
i. 130. faith and joy, i. 108. and charity, i. 133.
of God in sending his Son, i. 100. ii. 103, 104.
to God and our neighbour, i. 116. religion vain
without it, i. 134. peace and meekness, i. 102. of
Christ dying, iii. 4, 22. to God iuconstaut, ii. 20.
to the creatures dangerous, ii. 48. distinguishing,
i. I, 12. ii. 96, 97.
ii. 43, 84, 114, 177.
Humility and pride, i. 127. and meekness, i. 102.
in heaven, ii. 68.
Hunger and thirst after righteousness, i. 102.
Hypocrisy and sincerity, i. 136. hypocrite, or al-] Majesty of God terrible, ii. 22, 62.
most Christian, ii. 158.
Malice and love, i. 130.
JESUS, see, Lord, Christ.
MADNESS, folly, and distemper of sin, ii. 155.
Magistrates honoured, ii. 149.
Man saved, and angels punished, ii. 96, 97. mortal
and vain, i. 82. his fall and recovery, i. 107.
Martyrdom, i. 14. ii. 4.
167
INDEX TO THE HYMNS.
Martyrs glorified, i. 40, 41.
Mary the virgin's song, i. 60.
Mediator the way to the throne of grace, ii. 108.
Meditation of heaven, ii. 163. and retirement, ii, 122.
Memory weak, ii. 165.
Memorial of our absent Lord, iii. 6.
Mercies national, ii. 111.
Messiah born, i. 60. come, ii. 12.
Michael's war with the dragon, i. 58.
Ministers' commission, i. 128.
Ministry of angels, ii. 18. of the gospel, 1. 10.
Misery and sin banished from heaven, ii. 86. and
and shortness of life, ii. 39. without God in the
world, ii. 56. of sinners, see Sinner, Death, Hell.
Morning and evening songs, i, 79, 80, 81. ìì. 6, 7, 8.
Mortality and vanity of man, i. 82.
Mortification to the world by the sight of God,
ii. 41. by the cross of Christ, ii. 106, iii. 7
Moses and Christ, i. 49, 118.
Mysteries revealed, i. 11, 12.
NATIONAL mercies and thanks, ii. 1, 111.
Nativity of Christ, i. 2, 3, 13.
Nature and grace, i. 104. corrupt from Adam, i. 57.
ii. 128, 159.
Paradise on earth, ii. 30, 59.
Pardon, a sufficiency of, ii. 85. and confession, i. 131.
and strength from Christ, iii. 24. bought at a
dear price, iii. 4. and sanctification by faith, i. 9.
ii. 90. brought to our senses, iii. 11.
Parents and children, i. 113, 114. convey not grace,
i. 99.
Preparation for death, i. 27. see Death,
Presumption and despair, i. 115. ii. 156, 157.
Presence of God in worship, ii. 45. light in darkness,
ii. 54. in death, i. 19. ii. 91, 49. iii. 14. in life
and death, ii. 117. or absence of Christ, ii. 50.
of Christ in worship, i. 66. ii. 15, 16. iii. 15. of
God our life, ii. 93, 94, 100.
Preservation of this world, ii. 13. of our graces, i. 51.
of our lives, ii. 6, 7, 8, 19.
Pride and humility, i. 11, 12, 127.
Priesthood, Levitical, ending in Christ, ii. 12. of
Christ, ii. 118.
Pharisee and publican, i. 131.
Pilgrimage of the saints, ii. 53.
Pleasure of a good conscience, ii. 57. of religion,
ii. 30, 59. sinful forsaken, ii. 10, ¡1, their vanity
and danger, ii. 101.
Poverty of Spirit, i. 102, 127.
Power of God, i. 86. and wisdom in Christ cruci-
fied, ii. 126. iii. 10. and goodness of God awful,
i. 42. ii. 80.
Prodigal repenting, i. 129.
Profit and unprofitableness, i. 118. ii. 165.
Promised Messiah born, i. 60, 107.
Promises of the covenant, i. 9, 99, 107. and truth
of God unchangeable, i. 139. our security, ii. 40,
60, 69.
Praise imperfect on earth, ii, 5. for daily protection
and preservation, ii. 6, 7, 8. from angels, ii. 27.
from the creation, ii. 71. to the Redeemer, ii. 5,
21, 29, 35, 70. to the Trinity, iii. 26-41. for
creation, and redemption, ii. 35.
Prayer, soul drawing near to God in, i. 159, 154, 170.
and praise, i. 1. for deliverance answered, i. 30.
Preaching, baptism, and the Lord's supper, ii. 141.
Prophecies and types of Christ, ii. 135. and inspi-
ration, ii. 150.
Neighbour and God loved, i. 116.
New covenant sealed, iii. 3. promises, i. 7. song,
i. 1. creature, i. 9. testament in the blood of Publican and Pharisee, i. 181.
Christ, iii. 3. Creation, i. 95. ii. 130. birth, i. 95. | Punishment for sin, i. 100, 118.
November 5th, a song of praise, ii. 92.
OBEDIENCE evangelical, i. 140, 143.
Old age and death of the unconverted, i. 91.
Offence not to be given, i. 126.
RACE, Christian, i. 48. ii. 53.
Reason feeble, ii. 87. carnal, humbled, i. 11, 12.
Recovery from sickness, i. 55.
Reconciliation to God in Christ, ii. 148.
Offices and operations of the Holy Spirit, ii. 133. Redemption in Christ, i. 97, 98. ii. 78. and protec-
tion, ii. 82. by price, iii. 4. and by power, ii. 29.
see Christ.
and of Christ, i. 146–150. ii. 132.
Olive-tree, the wild and good, i. 114.
Ordinances, delight in, ii, 14, 15, 16
Original sin, i. 57, 107.
Regeneration, i. 95. ii. 130. see Election, Adoption,
Sanctification.
PAIN, comfort under, ii. 50.
Prosperity and adversity, i. 5. vain, ii. 56, 101.
Protection from spiritual enemies, ii. 82. of the
church, i. 8, 22, 23. see Church.
Providence, ii. 46. executed by Christ, i. 1. over
afflictions and death, i. 89. its darkness, ii. 109.
prosperous and afflictive, i. 5.
Passover, Christ is ours, ii. 155.
Passions, see Christ, Sufferings, Anger, Love
Patience under afflictions, i. 5, 129. ii 109 of God
prodncing repentance, ii. 74, 105.
Peace of conscience, ii 57. aud contention, i. 130. Retirement and meditation, i. 122.
see Comfort, Joy.
Returns and backslidings, ii. 20.
Revenge and love, i. 140.
Perfectious of God, ii. 166–169.
Persevering grace, i. 26, 32, 48, 51, 138.
Rich sinner dying, i. 24. ii, 56.
Person of Christ glorious and gracious, i. 75. ii. 47. Riches, their vanity, ii. 56, 101.
Persecution, courage under it, i. 14.
Religion neglected, ii. 32. vain without love, i. 134.
Christianity, the excellency ofit, ii. 131. revealed,
see Gospel, Scripture.
Remembrance of Christ, iii. 6.
Repentance from God's goodness and patience,
ii. 74, 105. and humiliation, i. 87. at the cross of
Christ, ii. 9, 106. and impenitence, ii. 125. gives
joy to heaven, i. 101.
Reputation, good, i. 167.
Resurrection of the body, i. 6. ii. 102, 110, 179. of
Christ, ii. 72, 76. ground of faith in him, ii. 137,
and hope of heaven, i. 26.
Righteousness and strength in Christ, i. 84, 85,
97, 98. of Christ valuable, i. 109. our robe, i. 7, 20.
and self-righteousness, i. 131. our own insufficient,
ii. 154.
SABBATH delightful, ii. 14.
Sacrifice of Christ, ii. 142. and intercession, ii. 118.
Safety of the church, i. 8. ii. 64, 92.
Saints, God their avenger, ii. 115. and hypocrites,
i. 136, 140. their example, ii. 140. characters of
them, i. 143. in the hand of Christ, i. 138. se-
curity, ii. 64 beloved in Christ, i. 54. adopted,
i. 64. death and burial, ii. 3. in glory, i. 40, 41.
communion, iii. 2.
Salvation, ii 88, 160. the gospel, the power of God
to, i. 159. of the worst of sinners, i. 104. by
grace, i. 111. in Christ, i. 197.
Sanctification, Justification, and glory, i. 3. and
pardon, i. 9. through faith, ii 90.
168
INDEX TO THE HYMNS.
Satan, his various temptations, ii. 156, 157. enmity
to Christ, i. 107. conquered by Christ, ii. 89.
Scripture, i. 53. ii. 119.
Sea under the dominion of God, ii. 70.
Sealing and witnessing Spirit, i. 144.
Secure and awakened sinner, i. 115.
Security in the promises, ii. 40, 60, 69.
Seeking after Christ, i. 67, 71.
Self-righteousness, i. 131. insufficient, ii. 154.
Self-sufficient and supreme, God is, ii. 172.
Sense assisting our faith, ii. 141.
Sensual delights dangerous, ii. 10, 11, 48.
Serpent, brazen, i. 112.
Shepherd, Christ and his pastures, i. 67, 142,
Shortness, frailty, and misery of life, ii. 32, 39, 58.
Sickness and recovery, i. 55.
Sight of God mortifies us to the worid, ii. 41. of
Christ beatific, ii. 16, 75. and faith, i. 110, 120.
ii. 129, 145. of Christ makes death easy, iii. 14.
Simeon's song, i. 19. iìì. 14.
Sinai and Sion, ii. 152.
Sincerity and hypocrisy, i. 136, 162.
Sin the cause of Christ's death, ii. 81. and misery
banished from heaven, i. 105. ii. 86. original,
i. 57. pardoned and subdued, i. 9, 104. ii. 90.
in-dwelling, i. 115. its power, i. 115. ii. 86. the
ruin of angels and meu, iì. 24. custom in it,
ii. 160. folly, madness, and distemper of it, ii. 153.
conviction of it by the law, i. 115. against the law
and gospel, i. 118. crucified, i. 106. deceitfulness
of it, ii. 150.
Sinning and repenting, ii. 20.
Sinful pleasures forsaken, ii. 10, 11.
Sinners, the vilest saved, i. 104. and saints' death,
ii. 2, 3, 52. invited to Christ, i. 127. excluded
heaven, i. 104, 105. their death terrible, i. 91. ii. 2.
Sloth, spiritual, complained of, ii. 25.
Society in heaven blessed, ii. 53.
Son equal with the Father, ii. 51.
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Sons of God, i. 64, 143. elect and new-born, i. 54.
Song of angels, i. 3. of Simeon, i. 19. i. 14. of
Zacharias, i. 50. of Moses and the Lamb, i. 49, 56.
of Hezekiah, i. 55. of Solomon paraphrased,
i. 66, 78. of the Virgin Mary, i. 60. for Novem-
ber 5th, ii. 92.
Sorrow, comfort under it, ii. 50, 69. for the dead,
relieved, ii. 3.
Sovereignty, i. 86.
Terrors of death to the unconverted, i. 91.
Testament new in the blood of Christ, iii. 3.
Thanksgiving for victory, ii. 111. for mercies, ii. 116,
national, ii. 1.
Throne of grace, access to, ii. 108.
Thunderer, God, ii. 62.
Time redeemed, i. 88. ours, and eternity God's,
ii. 67.
Support under trials, ii. 50, 65.
Sympathy of Christ, i. 125. ii. 50.
TEMPTATIONS, hope under them, i. 139. of the
world, ii. 101. of the devil, ii. 65, 156, 157. and
desertion complained of, ii. 163.
Tempted, Christ's compassion to them, i. 125.
Treasure, the Christian's, i. 174, 175.
Tree of life, iii. S. and river of love, iii. 20.
Trinity praised, iii. 26-41.
Trials on earth, and hope of heaven, ii. 63.
Triumph over death, i. 6. ii. 110. of faith in Christ,
i. 14. at a feast, iii. 21. of Christ over our ene-
mies, i. 82.
Trust, in God, i. 8. under affliction, i. 83. in Christ
recominended, i. 100. well-founded, i. 103.
Truth, sincerity, &c. i. 162. and promises of God
unchangeable, i. 139. ii. 60, 69.
Types, ii. 12. and prophecies of Christ, ii. 135.
VAIN prosperity, ii. 56, 101.
Value of Christ and his righteousness, i. 109.
Vanity and mortality of man, i. 82. of youth, i. 89, 90.
of the creatures, ii. 146.
Veil, looking within, ii. 140, 162.
Victory, a thanksgiving for it, ii. 111. over death,
i. 17. sin and sorrow, i. 14. of Christ over Satan,
i. 58. ii. 89.
Virtues, Christian, i. 102, 162-172. ii. 161.
UNBELIEF and faith, i. 100. ii. 125. punished,
i. 118.
Uncharitableness and charity, i. 126.
Unconverted state, ii. 159. death terrible to them,
i. 91.
Unfruitfulness, ii. 165.
Unsauctified affections, ii. 165.
Unseen things, faith in them, i. 120.
WAITING upon God, i. 32. for Christ's coming,
iii. 6. for heaven, ii. 117.
Wandering affections, ii. 20. thoughts in worship,
i. 36.
Warfare, Christian, ií. 77.
Watchfulness, ii. 161.
Water, the spirit and the blood, iii. 9.
Weak saints encouraged by Christ, i. 125. by the
church, i. 126.
Weakness our own, and Christ our strength, i. 15.
Wisdom and power of God in Christ crucified, i. 119.
ii. 166. iii. 10. her invitation to men, i. 92, 93.
carnal humbled, i. 11, 12, 96.
Witnessing and sealing Spirit, i. 144.
Word of God, i. 53. preached, i. 10, 119. see Gos-
pel, Scripture.
World, crucifixion to it by the cross, iii. 7. the
temptations of it, ii. 101. its end, ii. 164. morti-
fication to it by the sight of God, ii. 41. its crea-
tion, ii. 147. and preservation, ii. 13.
Worship, absence from, lamented, i. 157. of heaven
humble, ii. 68. profitable, ii. 123. condescended
to by God, ii. 35. Christ present at it, i. 66. ii.
15, 16. iii. 15. accepted through Christ, ii. 36, 37.
formality in it, i. 136. delightful, ii. 14, 15, 16, 42.
Wrath and mercy of God, i. 42. ii. 80.
Spirit, breathed after, i. 74. ii. 34. water and blood,
iii. 9. his offices, ii. 133. witnessing and sealing,
i. 144. its fruits, i. 102.
Spiritual enemies, deliverance, i. 47. ii. 65, 82.
warfare, ii. 77. pilgrimage, ii. 53. apparel, i. 7, 20.
race, i. 48. sloth and dulness, ii. 25, 34. joy, ii.
73, 75. meat, drink, and clothing, i. 7.
State of nature and grace, i. 104.
Strength from heaven, i. 15, 32, 48. righteousness
and pardon in Christ, i. 84, 85. iii. 24.
Submission and deliverance, i. 129. to afflictions,
i. 5. ii. 109.
Success of the gospel, i. 11, 12, 119. ii. 144.
Sufferings of Christ, great, ii. 43. iii. 16. for Christ,
i. 102.
Supper of the Lord instituted, iii. 1. baptism and YOKE of Christ easy, i. 127.
preaching, ii. 141.
Youth, its vanities, i. 89, 90. hopeful, falling short
of heaven, i. 29. advised, i. 91.
ZACHARIAH'S song, and John's message, i. 50.
Zeal in the Christian race, i. 48. ii. 129. and love,
i. 14. for the gospel, i. 103. ii. 3. the want of it,
ii. 25 against sin, ii. 106. for God, ii, 116.
Zion, her glory and defence, ii. 64
169
Job i. 21.
TABLE
Of the Scriptures that are turned into Verse.
IN THE FIRST BOOK.
Hymn
Gen. iii. 1, 15, 17. 107
xvii. 1.
113
121
xvii. 7, 10.
xxii. 6, &c.
129
iii. 14, 15.
iv. 17, 21.
v. 6,7,8.
ix. 2, 10.
xiv. 4.
xix. 25, 26, 27.
xxiii. 3, 4.
Psalm iii. 5, 6.
iv. 8.
5
24
57
6
153, 154
80
80
79
24
Song i. 7.
ii. 1, 2, 3, &c.
ii. 8, 9, &c.
iii. 14, 16, 17.
iii. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5.
iii. 2.
888888
xix. 5, 8.
xlix. 6,9.
Ji. 5.
lxii. 2.
lxxiii. 24, 25.
cxxxix. 23, 24.
cxliii. 8.
cxlvii. 19, 20.
Prov. viii. 1,22,32. 92
viii. 34, 36.
83
86
iv. 1, 7, 11.
iv. 12, 14, 15.
v. 1.
v. 9-16.
vi. 1, 2, 3, 12.
vii. 5, 6, 9, 12, 13.
viii. 5, 8, 14.
xxvi. 1, 2, &c.
xxvi. 8, 20.
xxxviii. 9, &c
xl. 27, 28, &c.
57
157
28*88*8887878807;
Mic. vii. 19.
Nah. i. 1, 2, 3, &c.
79 Zech. xiii. 1.
136 Matt. iii. 9.
v. 3, 12.
vii. 12.
Eccl. viii. 8.
ix. 4, 5, 6, 10.
xi. 9.
xi. 9.
xii. 1,7.
xi. 28, 30.
xii. 20.
xiii. 16, 17.
xxi. 9.
xxii. 37, 40.
xxviii. 18, &c.
xxviii. 19.
Solo.fi. 2-5,12,17. 66 Mark x. 14.
x. 21.
xvi. 15, &c.
73
74
74
75
76
77
ii. 10, &c.
ii. 27.
x. 21, 22.
The same.
xv. 7, 10.
xv. 13, &c.
xviii. 10, &c.
xix. 38, 40.
Isaiah v. 2, 7, 1). 10 John i. 1, 3, 14.
ix. 2, 6, 7.
i. 13.
THBOTBOK-000
Hymn
Isaiah xl. 27, 28,&c. 48
xlv. 7.
xlv. 21, 25.
81
84
The same.
85
39
141
142
xlix. 13, 14, &c.
iii.1-5,10--12.
liii. 6, 9, 12
lv. 1, 2, &c.
69 Luke i. 30, &c
i. 46, &c.
i. 68.
78
The same.
Įvii. 15, 16.
lxi. 10.
13
8
30
55
32
Ixiii. 1, 2, 3, &c.
Ixiii. 4, 5, 6,7.
Ixv. 20.
Lam. iii. 23.
Ezek. xxxvi. 25,&c. 9
42
7
9
87
i. 17.
i. 29, 32.
iii. 3, &c.
iii. 14, 16.
20
28
A
29
91
81
99
102
171
127
125
10
16
116
128
52
113
23
128
3
60
50
3
19
11
12
101
123
131
16
FQUE ON
118
112
Hymn
John iii. 16, 17, 18. 100
iv. 24.
136
107
52
121
94
57
124
106
x. 28, 29.
Acts ii. 38.
xvi. 14, 15, 33.
Rom. iii. 19, 22.
v. 12, &c.
The same.
vi. 1, 2, 6.
vi. 3, 4, &c.
vii. 8, 9, 14, 24.
viii. 1.
viii. 14, 16.
viii. 33, &c.
ix. 21, 22, &c.
xi. 16, 17.
xiv. 17, 19.
xv. 8, 9, 12.
1 Cor. i. 23, 24.
i. 26, 31.
i. 39.
The same.
ii. 9, 10.
iii. 6, 7.
vi, 10, 11.
x. 32.
xiii. 1, 2, 3.
xiii. 2, 3,7, 13.
xv. 55, &c.
2 Cor. ii. 16:
v. 1, 5, 8.
xii. 7, 9, 10.
Gal. iv. 4,
iv. 6.
Ephes. i. 3, &c.
i. 13, 14.
iii. 9. 10.
iii. 16, &c.
iv. 30, &c.
Phil. ii. 2.
122
115
22
144
14
117
114
126
Luke ii. 28.
xiv. 16.
146
105
119
104
126
134
183
1
113
119
96 1
110
110
15
x. 28, 29.
xi. 1, 3, 8, 10.
Pet. i. 3, 4, 5.
i. 8.
98 1 John iii. 1, &c.
Jude 24, 25.
Rev i. 5, 6, 7.
v. 6, 8, 12.
The same.
v. 11-13.
107
64
54
144
2
135
130
130
xiv. 17, 23.
xxii. 19.
John vi. 31, 35, 39. 5
6
xiv. 3.
6
I
13
Phil. iii. 7, 8, 9.
Col. i. 16.
ii. 15.
iii. 3.
2 Tim. i. 9, 10.
i. 12.
iii. 15, 16.
iv. 6, 7, 8, 18.
Tit. ii. 10, 13-
Bagster & Thoms, Bartholomew Close, London.
iii. 3, 7.
Heb. i. 1.
iii. 3, 5, 6.
iv. 15, 16.
v.7.
vi. 17, 19.
vii.
ix.
IN THE THIRD BOOK.
Hymn
14
12
Hymn
109
2
The same.
vii. 13, &c.
The same.
xi. 15.
xii. 7.
xiv. 13.
xv. 3.
xvi. 19.
xvii. 6.
xviii, 20, 21.
xxi. 1, 2, 3, 4.
xxi. 5, 6, 7, 8.
xxi. 27.
John xvi. 16.
1 Cor. x. 16, 17.
xi. 23, &c.
Gal. vi, 14.
1 John v. 6.
107
31
137
103
53
27
132
111
53
111
125
125
139
145
145
118
120
qu8855-988-7on-unadto
108
64
51
25
62
40
41.
49, 56
105
Hymn
6
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A TABLE
*
The Figures in this Table refer to the Figures at the foot of each page.
The FIRST Line of each Psalm or Hymn, has the FIRST word printed in CAPITAL letters
OF THE FIRST LINE OF EVERY VERSE OF EACH
PSALM AND HYMN.
34
20
60
67
34
103
158
21
140
98
32
91
20
142
136
22
38
38
45
26
62
Aaron and all his sons must die 56 Amidst the wakeful hours of ni 31 | Ascend, my Son, to my right ha_2
Aaron must lay his robes away 122 Amidst those ever-shining ski 126 AS new-born babes desire the 116
Aaron the priest resigns his br 145 AMIDST thy wrath remember As dow'ry grass cut down at 20
A blooming paradise of joy 132 Among mine enemies my name 16 Aside the Prince of Glory threw 130
About the young Redeemer's 147 AMONG the assemblies of the Ask me, my Son, and then enjoy
Above the earth, beyond the sky 58 Among the assemblies of thy sa As mountains stood to guard
Above the heaven's created rou 19 Among the praises of his saints 39 As myrrh new bleeding from th 102
Above the skies he reigns 136 AMONG the princes, earthly go 43 As on some lonely building's top 51
Abralm believ'd the promis'd 112 Among the saints that fill thine 59 A soul oppress'd with sin's des 29
Abra'm forbear the angel cr 114 Amongst a thousand harps and 128 A span is all that we can boast 21
Abra'm the saint, rejoic'd of old 147 Amongst my brethren, and the Aspire, my soul, to glorious de 118
A broken heart, my God, my Ki 28 Amongst the thorns so lilies sh As pity dwells within his breast 58
A careful providence shall stand 63 Amongst thy saints will I appe 14 As rain on meadows newly mow 36
Across the deep their journey lay 58 AND are we wretches yet alive 141 | As servants watch their master's 66
Adam the sinner: at his fall 113 And can such rebels be restor 151 | As sparks break out from burni 106
Adam was fram'd of equal clay 149 And can this mighty King 153 Assure my conscience of her 117
A day of feasting I ordain 113 And here we drink our Saviou As the benighted pilgrims wait 68
Adders and lions ye shall tread 46 And if I'm e'er constrain'd to AT thy command, our dearest 158
ADORE and tremble, for our 97 And if no ev'ning visit's paid As well might Ethiopian slaves 151
Adoring angels at his birth 49 AND is this life prolong'd to me 98 At his approach the mountains
Adoring saints around him stan 124 And lest pollution should o'ers At his command the morning
A friend and helper so divine 74 And lest the shadow of a spot 93 At his command the vapours ri 70
Against my will my sins prevail 32 And lo, he vanish'd from the gr At his right hand our eyes beh 23
Against the dragon and his host 101 And must my body faint and die 125 At last, to show my Maker's na 72
Against the thunders of thy wo 140 AND must this body die?
At length the Lord, the Judge 118
Against thy hidden ones
41 AND now the scales have left At length the Judge his throne 118
Again they climb the wat'ry hil 56 And see the bless'd Redeemer A thousand ages in thy sight 45
A guilty, weak, and helpless wo 138 And shall the sons of earth and A thousand glories to the God 158
Ah foolish choice of treasures 94 And still to heighten our distre A thousand of our years
A hope so much divine
102 And thus on Jordan's yonder 145 A thousand savage beasts of pr 130
ALAS! and did my Saviour bl 122 And thus our two first parents 125 A thousand seraphs strong and 130
Alas! my sliding fect! I cried 48 And we, when in thy presence 128 A thousand wretched souls are 121
Alas! the brittle clay
46 And what have hypocrites to do Attending angels shout for joy 93
Alas! the cruel spear
137 And when my spirit drinks her ATTEND, while God's exalted 146
All glory to the dying Lamb 126 And when oppress'd with pains 143 At thy command the winds arise 56
ALL glory to thy wondrous na 161 And when we hear our Jesus 103 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God 39
All mortal things of meaner fr 120 And when we taste thy love 110 Awake, Almighty God
ALL mortal vanities be gone
94 And while his judgments long
All my desire to thee is known And while I rest my weary head
All my reproach is known to th And whilst our faith enjoys thi
All needful grace will God bes And whilst upon my restless 139
All over glorious is my Lord AND will the God of grace
All power that gods or kings ha 70 And will this glorious Lord de
All riches are his native right 102 And ye, bless'd saints, that lo
All that have motion, life, and 78 And you, minc eyes, look down
All that I am, and all I have 143 Angels, assist our mighty joys
All the assembling saints arou 94 Angels that make thy church th
All things are ours; the gifts of 98 Angels, whom his own breath
All ye bright armies of the skies 49 Anon they plunge in watery gr
ALL ye that love the Lord 78 A num'rous offspring must ari
Almighty God, cut short his po 150 A person so divine was he
Almighty God, reveal thy love 45 A poison'd arrow is your tong
Almighty God, thy power assu 102 Archangels leave their high ab
Almighty God, to thee
161 Archangels sound his lofty 138
Almighty God, turn off their ey 107 ARE all the foes of Zion fools
Almighty goodness cries 141 Are not thy mercies sov'reign
Almighty grace defends our la 139 ARE sinners now so senseless
Almighty power, to thee we bo 106 Are they not all thy servants, 123
ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies 5 Are we not ending upward too 120
Almighty vengeance, how it bu 97 Are we the soldiers of the cross 97
Amazing grace, that kept my br 120 Arise my God! lift up thine hand 4
Amazing knowledge, vast and 72 ARISE, my gracious God
Amazing work of sov'reign gr 140 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice 137
Am I a stranger, or at home 62 ARISE, my soul, my joyful po
Amidst a thousand snares I sta 72 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand
Amidst his wrath compassion 52 Arise, O King of grace, arise
Amidst our isle, exalted high 33 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son
Amidst temptations sharp and 115 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace
Amidst the darkness and the de 13 Array'd in glorious grace
Amidst the house of God
112 Array'd in mortal flesh
26
20
3
41
Awake, and mourn, ye heirs of 130
Awake, arise, Almighty Lord 23
Awake, awake, my tuneful pow 36
Awake, my charity, to feed 98
35
138
42
104
41
153
124
132
136
137
99
AWAKE, my heart, arise my to 93
AWAKE, my zeal, awake, my 98
Awake, Ó heav'nly wind and 104
Awake, our hearts, adore the
AWAKE, onr souls, away our
AWAKE, ye saints, to praise yo 70
Awake, ye tempests, and his fa 77
AWAY from every mortal care 145
A wondrous pillar mark'd the 40
A word of his creating voice 58
89
29
64
7
9
136
-
►
..
41
71
53
134
12
137
30
6
69
41
3
142
119
|
|
Natal
149
BACKWARD with humble sh 100
Baptismal water is design'd
Barbarous people! cruel priests 13
Because on me they set their
Because they dwell at ease
46
29
|
Be earth with all her scenes wi 144
Be ev'ry vale exalted high 99
Before his Father's eye
127
Before his feet their armies wa 143
Before I knew thy chast'ning
Before the flying clouds
64
108
45
Before the hills in order stood
Before the morning beams arise 67
Before the mournful scene bega 154
Before the scoffers of the age 10
Before thy face thy church sha 51
Before we quite forsake our 127
BEGIN, my tongue, some heav 134
|
P
163
A TABLE OF THE FIRST LINE OF EACH VERSE
89
1
1
114
22
28
32
148
101
But not the waters of a flood
22 But now no more shall Israel
114 But now our souls are seiz'd
17 But O! it swells my sorrows
23
129
27
101
107
150
147
28
74
5
118
119
70
130
12.
76
141
98
Begin to make his glories kno 120 BLESS D be the Father and his 160 | But lo, he leaves those heav'n
Be heaven and earth amaz'd 59 Bless'd be the Lamb, my deare 126 But makes the law of God
Behold, a God descends and di 124 Bless'd be the Lord, who comes 60 But man, vain man, would fain 153
Behold, at thy right hand 23 Bless'd be the Lord that gives 155 But man, weak man, is born to 45
Behold he comes, he comes to 49 Bless'd he that comes to wretc 92 But mark the change! thus spa 94
Behold he puts his trust in non 106 BLESS'D is the man, for ever 16 But mark the man of righteousn 20
Behold his ensigns sweep the 32 Bless'd is the man thy hands 48 But, mighty God, thy palace sh 143
Behold his love: he stoops to 58 Bless'd is the man to whom the 16 But my heart fails, my tongue 121
BEHOLD how sinners disagree BLESS'D is the man who shuns But nations that resist his grace 2
Behold, I come, the Saviour cri Bless'd is the man whom thou
Behold, I fall before thy face
BLESS 'D is the man whose bo
Behold, my cov'nant stands 26, 27 Bless'd is the man whose shou
Behold, my terrors now; my
BLESS'D is the nation where
Behold, on flying clouds he co Bless'd is the pious house 69 But, O my soul, for ever praise 111
Behold, the aged sinner dies Bless'd Jesus, what delicious 123 But O! my soul, if truths so 112
Behold the bless'd assembly th BLESS'D morning! whose yo 134 But O! how base our passions 112
BEHOLD the blind their sight BLESS'D with the joys of inno 145 But O! how oft thy wrath appc 45
BEHOLD the glories of the La 89 BLESSED Redeemer, how divi 97 But O! their end, their dreadful 37
BEHOLD the grace appears
89 Blind are their eyes, their ears 70 But O! the soul that never dies 125
Behold the hosts of hell
14 BLOOD has a voice to pierce 144 But O the wisdom and the gr 137
Behold th' innumerable host 150 Born in a world of guilt, I drew But O! what beams of heav'nly 126
Behold the islands with their 36 Break off my fetters, Lord, and But O! what brighter glories
Behold the Judge descends, his 26 Break out their teeth, eternal 30 But O! what condescending
Behold the Lamb of God, he cri 99 Break, sacred morning, through 141 But O! what gentle terms
BEHOLD the lofty sky
10 Bright angels, strike your loud 135 But Pharaoh's army there he
BEHOLD the love, the gen'ro 19 Bright image of the Father's 118 But pricking thorns thro' all
Behold the man my wisdom cho 44 BRIGHT King of Glory, dreadf 130 But, righteous Lord, his stubb
Behold the Morning-star arise 99 Bright, like a sun, the Saviour 126 But saints are lovely in his sig
BEHOLD the morning sun
10 Britain was doom'd to be a slave 38 But Satan found a worse rewa 110
BEHOLD the potter and the
112 BROAD is the road that leads 151 | But sinners find their counsels 1
BEHOLD the rose of Sharon 103 Bulwarks of mighty grace defe 90 But sorer vengeance falls
112
Behold the sinner dies
9 BURIED in shadows of the ni 108 But souls enlighten'd from ab 112
Behold, the sinners that remove 37 Buried in sorrow and in sin 138 But speak, my Lord, and calm 121
Behold the stately cedar stands 53 But ah! how soon my joys dec 132 But spotless, innocent, and pu 113
BEHOLD the sure foundation 60 But all this glory lies conceal'd 91 But still I found my doubts too 37
BEHOLD the woman's promi 147 But all was mercy, all was mild But still the lustre of thy grace 145
BEHOLD the wretch whose 113 But bloody hands and hearts un But still thy law and gospel, Lo 62
Behold thy darling left among 12 But Christ, by his own powerf 117 But the destroyers of my peace 31
BEHOLD thy waiting servant 63 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb 148 But the divinity within
157
Behold what cursed snares 41 But cruel Pharaoh there
BEHOLD what wondrous gra 102 But drops of grief can ne'er re
Believing, we rejoice
148 But ere one fleeting hour is pa
Be like a hart on mountains gr 103 But ere this spacious world was 47
Beloved self must be denied 151 BUT few among the carnal wi 108 But there's an hour of brighter 143
Beneath his cooling shade I sat 103 But gather all my saints, he cries But there's a voice of sovereign 138
Beneath his smiles my heart 128 But God beheld; and from his But the vain idols they adore
Beset with threat'ning dangers 57 But God, his Father, heard his But the vile wretch that flies 108
Be still, and learn that I am God But God, his name be ever blest But they in murm'ring language 40
Be thou a surety, Lord, for me 63 But God shall raise his head But they shall fly at thy rebuke 7
Be thou exalted, O my God 30 But God sustain'd me all the ni But thou art he who form'd my 12
Be thou counsellor
119 But God will ne'er cast off his But thou for ever art the same
Be thou my pattern; make me 147 But God, who high in glory reigns But thou for ever art our Lord
Be thou my prophet, thou my But haughty sinners God will 61 But thou hast built thy throne
Be thou my sun, be thou my shi But his eternal love is sure 52 But thou, my glory and my stre
Be thou our comfort, mighty 98 But his right hand his saints 34 But thy compassions, Lord
Be wise, ye men of strength and 96 But how much meaner things 106 But tim’rous mortals start and
Be wise, ye rulers, now
2 But I am jealous of my heart
105 But to draw near to thee, my
Be wise, ye rulers of the earth 2 But I descend to worlds below 107 But to thy house will I resort
Beyond, beyond this lower sky 124 But if Immanuel's face appear 149 But vengeance and damnation 109
Birds, ye must make bis praise 77 But if our slavish fear
67 But we are come to Zion's hill 150
Blessings abound where'er he 37 But I forbid this hopeless thou But we are wash'd in Jesus' bl 110
Blessings for ever on the Lamb 102 But I forgot thine arm was stro But we have no such lengths to 69
Bless, O my soul, the God of 52 But if my life be spar'd awhile But when for works of peace
52 But if the fire, or plague, or sw
BLESS, O my soul, the living
But when his voice shall raise
Bless ye the Lord, who taste 70 But if their hearts rebel and rise But when thy face is hid, they
BLESS'D are the humble souls 109 But if the Lord be once withdr But where the gospel comes
Bless'd are the meek, who sta 109 But if thou hast a chosen few 18 But while I bled, and groan'd 159
Bless'd are the men of peaceful 109 But if thy saints deserve rebuke 48 But whilst our spirits, fill'd with 113
Bless'd are the men of broken 109 But if we trace those crooked 67 But who among the sons of men 13
Bless'd are the men that keep 61 But if your ears refuse
48 But who can speak thy wond'r 74
Bless'd are the men whom thou 32 But in his looks a glory stands 129 But why, my soul, sunk down
Bless'd are the men whose hea 42 But in the grace that rescu'd 156 By all his works above
Bless'd are the men whose bo 109 But in the statutes of the Lord
Bless'd are the pure, whose he 109 But I shall rove and lose the 105
Bless'd are the saints who sit 42 But I shall share a glorious part
BLESS'D are the sons of peace 69 But 'tis our God supports our
Bless'd are the souls that find 42 But I'll confess my guilt to thee 21
BLESS'D are the souls that hear 44
Bless'd are the souls that thirst 109
Bless'd are the suff'rers who
BLESS'D are the undefil'd in
BLESS'D be the everlasting
71
122
124
But the good Spirit of the Lord 110
But there are pardons with my 63
But there's a brighter world
But there's a dreadful God
14
19
26
35
59
13
24
iny
48
2
51
6
68
43
7
2
53
133
37
3
39
15
21
118
49
46
55
54
11
92
22
77
1
78
47
123
But I'll prolong his days
But I, with all my cares
109 But I with flowing tears
61 But knotty whips and ragged
94 But lips that with deceit abound
By all the earth-born race
By faith the same delights we
By faith we know the worlds
By glimm'ring hopes and gloo 130
By his own power were all thin 89
116 By long experience have I kno 36
29 By milder ways doth Jesus pr 145
38 By me Melchisedec was made
139 By morning light I'll seek hist
6 By nature all are gone astray
56
29
7
▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
33
116
3
P
157
112
164
OF EVERY PSALM AND IIYMN.
By thee my growing parts were
By the rebellion of one man
72| Deal gently, Lord, with those
113 DEAŘEST of all the names
36
132
93
42
146
158
91
91
48
18
Call me away from flesh and
Call upon me when trouble's
Can a kind woman e'er forget
CAN creatures to perfection
Can I be flatter'd with thy crin
Canst thou for ever sit and hear
Carnal provisions can at best 158
Cast me not off when strength
Cheerful I feast on heav'nly fru
Cheerful in death I close my
Cheerful they walk with grow
Cheerful we tread the desert
Children amidst thy temple thr
CHILDREN in years and kno
Chosen of God, to sinners dear
CHRIST and his cross is all 112
Christ be my first elect, he said 100
Christ is my light, my life, my 140
Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's 129
Claniour, and wrath, and war 114
Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer 28
Coid mountains and the midn 147
COME, all harmonious tongues 137
Come, all ye drooping saints
Come, all ye vilest sinners, come 96
Come, and he'll cleanse our
Come, and the Lord shall feed
Come, and with humble souls
COME, children, learn to fear
Come, children, to your Father's 95
COME, dearest Lord, descend 115
Come, fill our hearts with inw 115
COME, happy souls, approach 141
COME hither, all ye weary 113
COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly 127
Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly
Come, let our souls address the
COME, let our voices join to
Come, let us break his bands
Come, let us hear his voice to-
COME, let us join a joyful tune 155
COME, let us join our cheerful 101
Come, let us join, they cry
COME, let us lift our joyful
COME, let us lift our voices
Come, magnify the Lord with
Come, my beloved, haste away 105
Come naked, and adorn your 90
Come, see the wonders of our 33
COME, sound his praise abroad 48
Come, the dear day, the glori 157
Come, the great day, the glori 49
COME, we that love the Lord 126
Come, worship at his throne
Compassion dwells upon his
Compassions in his heart are
Conceiv'd in sin, O wretched
CONSIDER all my sorrows
Consider, ye that slight the Lord
Convince their madness, Lord
Corruption, earth, and worms
Could I command the spacious
"Could I so false, so faithless pr
Could we but climb where Mo
Could you expect to 'scape my
Create my nature pure within
Creatures, with all their endless
Crush'd as a moth beneath thy
127
48
48
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41
142
158
17
144
26
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153
Dear Father, if thy lifted rod
Dear Father, let me never be
Dear God, let all my hours be
Dear God! the treasures of thy
Dear Lord, accept the praise
Dear Lord, and shall we ever
DEAR Lord, behold our sore
Dear Lord, our thankful heart
Dear Saviour, change our faith
Dear Saviour, let thy beauties
Dear Saviour, steep this rock
Death, and the terrors of the
DEATH cannot make our souls
Death is no more the king of
121 Fair branch, ordain'd of old to 41
23
90| Fair bride, receive his love
142 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r 92
127 Faith in his name forbids my 106
151 FAITH is the brightest eviden 112
103 Faith must obey her Father's
159 False are the men of high degree 31
129 FAR as thy name is known
140 Far be thine honour spread
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9 Far from the regions of the dead 146
129 | Far from this world of toil and 93
135 FAR from my thoughts, vain
123
122
65
12
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98
91
160
53
67
21
Death, like an overflowing stre 45 Far in the deep where darkness 128
DEATH may dissolve my body 94 Father, he cries, forgive their
DEATH! 'tis a melancholy day 130 FATHER, I bless thy gentle
Death was the threat'ning; de 110 Father, I give my spirit up
DECEIV'D by subtle snares of 110 FATHER, I long, I faint to see 133
Deep are his counsels, and unk 49 FATHER, I sing thy wond❜rous 35
Deep in the shades of gloomy 128 Father, I thank thy wond'rous
Deep on the palms of both my 97 Father, I wait thy daily will
DEEP in our hearts let us reco 35 Father, 'tis tbus, because thy
DEEP in the dust before thy 113 Father! my soul would still ab 145
Defl'd and loathsome as we are 104 Father of lights above
Deny thyself, and take thy cross 151 FATHER, we wait to feel thy 159
Depart from ine, ye wicked race 64 Fathers to sons shall teach thy 74
Depart from mischief, practise 18 Fearless of hell and ghastly de 131
Depart, ye tempters, from my
4 Fierce lions lead their young
DESCEND from heav'n, immo 124 FIRM and unmov'd are they
Didst thou not raise my faith 63 Firm are the words his prophe 132
Diseases are thy servants, Lord Firm as his throne his promise 109
DO I believe what Jesus saith FIRM as the earth thy gospel 115
Do this, he cried, till time shall Firm on a rock he made me sta 21
DO we not know that solemn 113 Firm to his word he ever stood
Does not my heart thy precepts FIRM was my health, my day
Does not my soul detest and 72 Flesh is a dang'rous foe to gra
Dost thou not dwell among the Fly from the false deceiver's
Dost thou not dwell in all the 117 Foolish and vain, I went astray
Doth not the workman's power 112 FOOLS in their heart believe
Doth secret mischief lurk within 72| Fools never raise their thoughts 47
Down from the palace of the 157 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproa 63
Down from the shining seats 136 Forbid it, Lord, that I should
Down from the top of earthly 139 Forbid it, mighty God,
DOWN headlong from their
Down to the dust our soul is
Down to the earth was Satan
Down to the shades of death
Down to this base, this sinful
Draw out thy spear, and stop
Draw us, O God, with sov'reign
DREAD Sov'reign, let my ev'n
Dress thee in arms, most migh
96
154
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15
151
151
7
65
7
155
110
74
93
154
48
104
152
132
139 For ever blessed be the Lord 45, 66
23 FOR ever blessed be the Lord
101 For ever blessed be thy grace
137 For ever firm thy justice stands 19
128 For ever his dear sacred name 137
18 FOR ever shall my song record 43
127 For ever shall thy throne endure 47
121 For food he gives his flesh
23 Forgive my guilt, O Prince of 136
For him shall endless pray'r be 37
For his own goodness' sake 14
For life without thy love
31
For me their malice digg'd a pit 4
For sov'reign power reigns not 31
For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn 74
For this shall ev'ry humble soul 16
For us his flesh with nails was 154
For us his vital blood was spilt 154
For you, the children of my love 159
Free from the plagues and pains 37
Fresh as the grass our bodies
123
Fresh blood, as constant as the 117
Frighted to hear the tempest roar 56
From Adam flows our tainted
FROM age to age exalt his name 55
FROM all that dwell below the 60
FROM deep distress and troub
43
Each following minute, as it
57 Each of his words demands
Each of them powerful as that
EARLY, my God, without delay 31
Earth and the stars, and worlds 152
Earth shall obey her Maker's 33
Earth, with its caverns dark and 48
Eat of the tree of life, my frien 104
Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and
Engrav'd as in eternal brass 134
Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly
Enter his gates with songs of 50
Enter with all thy glorious train
Ere sin was born, or Satan fell 89
ERE the blue heav'ns were stre 89
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord 60
Daily our mortal flesh decays 155 Eternal Father! who shall look 89
Daily we break thy holy laws 151 Eternal glories to the King 130 From dust and cottages obscure 58
Dangers stand thick thro' all 131 Eternal King! I fear thy name 107 From earth and hell my sorrows 12
Dark dismal thoughts, and bod 51 Eternal plagues and heavy cha 123 FROM heav'n the sinning ange 140
Darkness and doubts had veil'd 135 ETERNAL Sov'reign of the sky 149 From guile his heart and lips
Dark was the deep, the waters 149 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess 146 From mountains near the sky
DAUGHTERS of Zion, come 103 Eternal Spirit! write thy law 146 From my sad prison set me free 73
David, my servant, whom I chose 43 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd 90 From night to day, from day 11, 106
DAVID rejoic'd in God his str 12 Eternity, with all its years 133 From pleasant trees which shade 53
Deal gently, Lord, with souls 67 | Evil shall smite the wicked dead 18 From sea to sen, thro' all the 24
146
69
151
63
16
77
27
38
5
18
60
104
100
64
26
67 Exalted at his Father's side
149 EXALT the Lord our God
142 Exalt the Lord our God
114
41
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42
72
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26
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21
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FROM thee, my God, my joys 135
From thee, the overflowing spri 99
From thee, when creature-strea 19
From the discov'ries of thy law 11
From the fair chambers of the 105
From the first dawning light 14
From the highway that leads to 157
From the provisions of thy house 19
From the third heav'n where God 93
From thoughts so dreadful and
From tort ring pains to endless
From tort'riug racks, and burn
From vanity turn off mine eyes
From vile idolatry
From Zion shall thy word proc
From Zion went his dreadful
Furnish me, Lord, with heav'n
157
7
97
66
45
63
111
103
69
23
71
161
71
God reigns on high, but not con 75 Happy the men that eat this
God shall exalt his glorious head 57 Happy the man to whom he sen 67
God shall preserve my soul from 29 Happy the man whose hopes rely 75
God, that must stoop to view 129 Happy the nation thus endow'd 74
God the Redeemer, scatters 33 Hard lot of mine! my days are 65
GOD, the eternal awful name 125 HARK! from the tombs a dolc 132
God, thine own God, has richly 23 HARK, the Redeemer from on 103
GOD, who in various methods 100 Hark! the Eternal rends the sky 95
God will my naked soul receive 25 Haste, my beloved, and remove 148
God will not always chide 52 Haste, my beloved, fetch my 135
God's kindest thoughts are here 100 Haste then, but with a smiling 123
97 Good God! on what a slender 131 Haste then, upon the wings of 141
63 GOOD is the Lord, the heav'nly 33 Hast thou not giv'n thy word
41 Grace dwells with justice on the 39 Hast thou not planted with thy 41
56 Grace,like an uncorrupting seed 116 Hast thou not promis'd to thy
39 Grace, is a sweet, a charming 129 Hast thou not writ salvation
136 Grace will complete what grace 72 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry 38
Grace, wisdom, justice, join'd 157 Have we forgot th' Almighty na 95
Grant us the pow'rs of quick'n 133 Have ye forgot, or never knew 30
Great All in All, Eternal King 128 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick 7
Great Babylon, that rules the 100 Hear me, O God of grace, I said 15
Great Britain shakes beneath thy 30 HEAR me, O God, nor hide thy 51
Great God, appear to their surpr 7 Hear me, O Lord, and save thy 36
GREAT God, attend, while Zion 42 He arms our captains to the fight 10
GREAT God, how infinite art 133 HEAR what the Lord in vision 44
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Great God, how infinite art thou 133 He asks, and God bestows
GREAT God, how oft did Isr'el 40 Heav'n, earth, and hell, draw 27.
Great God, how wond'rous are 100 Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea 44
GREAT God, indulge my humb 31 Heav'n, earth, and sea, confess 70
Great God, I own thy pow'r div 151 Heav'n, earth, and sea, and fire 73
GREAT God, I own thy sentence 90 Heaven from above his call shall 25
Great God, create my heart anew 28 Heaven is my everlasting home 25
Great God, is this our certain 133 Heav'n is thine higher court: th 59
Great God, mine eyes with plea 149 Heav'n shall advance my Son 116
Great God, renew our ruin'd 145 He bids his angels pitch their te 18
Great God, should thy severer 68 He bid the clouds ascend on hi 149
Great God! subdue this vicious 148 He bids the crystal fountains
GREAT God, the heaven's well He bid the liquid waters flow
Great God, the work is all divine 61 He bids the noisy tempest cease 32
GREAT God, thy glories shall 152 He bids us make his glories kn 40
132 Great God, thy sov'reign pow'r 152 He bids the southern breezes bl 76
131 GREAT God, to what a glorious 143 He bids the sun forbear to rise 107
160 Great God, what poor returns 129 He bids the winds their wrath
160 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts He bids young sinners, yet for 150
160 GREAT God, whose universal He brought the Spirit's pow'rf 152
160 Great is his love, and large his He bows his glorious head to vi 58
160 Great is our Lord, and great his He breaks the bow; he cuts the 24
114 Great is the Lord, and works He breaks the captive's heavy
89 GREAT is the Lord, exalted high He brings my wand'ring spirit 13:
131 Great is the Lord, his pow'r He builds and guards the Briti 120;
114 GREAT is the Lord, his works He built the earth, he spread the 71
24 He built those worlds above 7
123 GREAT is the Lord our God
30 Great is their peace who love 61 He call'd for darkness, darkness 54
117
57 He calls me from the leopard's 104
He calls the fool, and makes 108:
He cleft the swelling sea in two 70
He comes array'd in burning fla 34
52
He crowns thy life with love
He cuts the bars of brass in two 55
He dies, and in that dreadful ni 15
He dies; the heavens in mour 147
117
He ever lives to intercede
He fed them with a lib'ral hand 40
55
He feeds and clothes us all the
1501
He feeds our hopes with airy
He fills the poor with good
He fills the sun with morning
He form'd the deeps unknown
He form'd the seas, and form'd 122
241
115 He forms her beauties like his
10
66 He forms our generals for the
He form'd the stars, those heav 76
He fram'd the globe, he built the 49
He frees the soul condemn'd to 51
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70
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GENTILES by nature, we bel
Gently he draws my heart along
Girded with truth, and cloth'd
Gird on thy sword, victorious
Give me one kind, assuring wor 142
Give me the presence of thy gra 29
GIVE me the wings of faith to 147
Give me thy counsels for my 105
Give thanks aloud to God
71
GIVE thanks to God; he reigns 55
GIVE thanks to God, invoke his 54
GIVE thanks to God most high 71
Give thanks to God, the heav'n 70
GIVE thanks to God the sov're 70
GIVE to our God immortal prai
GIVE to the Father praise -
Give to the Lord of lords renown
GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of 15
Give to the Spirit praise 160
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Glory his fleecy robe adorns
Glory to God on high 89, 90, 162
Glory to God that reigns above 160
Glory to God that stoops his thr
GLORY to God that walks the
GLORY to God the Father's
Glory to God the Son be paid
Glory to God the Spirit give
GLORY to God the Trinity
Glory to thee, great Son of God
Go heal the sick, go raise the
Go, humble swains, said he
Go now, and boast of all your
GO preach my gospel, (saith
Go, saith the Lord, my Gabriel
Go with our armies to the night
GO worship at Immanuel's feet
God counts the sorrows of his
God, from his cloudy cistern
God from on high beholds your
God from on high invites us
God has laid up in heav'n for
God hath pronounc'd a firm dec
GOD in his earthly temple lays
God is a king of pow'r unknown 153
GOD is a spirit just and wise 115
God is mine all-sufficient good
God is my everlasting aid
God is my portion and my joy
God is our shield, and God our
God is our sun and shield 42 Had I a glance of thee, my God
God is our sun, he makes our 42 Had I the pinions of a dove
God is our sun, whose daily 121 HAD I the tongues of Greeks
47 HAD not the Lord, may Isr'el
God is th' eternal King: thy
GOD is the refuge of his saints 24 Had not the Lord, my rock, my
God is their fear, and God their 17 Had not thy word been my deli
God, my Redeemer, lives 142 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine 123
16 He from the caves of earth and 109
GOD, my supporter and my hope 37 Happy, beyond expression, he
GOD of eternal love
54 HAPPY is he that fears the Lord 58 He from the dreadful gates of 5
40:
GOD of my childhood and my 36 HAPPY the church, thou sacre He from the rock their thirst
21 HAPPY the city, where their 74 He from thy hand receiv'd his 39
74 He frowns, and darkness veils 15
Happy the country, where the
HAPPY the heart where graces 127 He gathers the wide flowing seas 1
16 He gave the lion and the worm 149
HAPPY the man to whom his
HAPPY the man whose cautious 1 He gave them all their own des 40
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67
43
151
148
Great is the mercy of the Lord
30 Great is the work, my neighbou
53 Great is thy mercy, and my ton
107 GREAT King of Glory and of
126 Great King of Grace, my heart
94 Great monarchs fell beneath
57 Great Prophet of my God
43 GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel 40
Great Sun of Righteousness, arise 11
GREAT was the day, the joy 148
141 Great was the vict'ry of his death 12
95 Great were my fears, my foes 9
8 Grief, like a garment, cloth'd
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119
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133
52
71
45
48
64
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GOD of my life, look gently
GOD of my mercy and my praise 56
GOD of the morning, at whose 105
GOD of the seas, thy thund'ring 134
God on his thirsty Zion-hill 97
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141
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He shall fulfil thy great decrees 89 | His cross a sure foundation la 143
He shakes the heav'ns with loud 34 His dearest flesh he makes my
102
He shed soft slumbers on mine 3 His deep distress has rais'd us 35
He sinks in floods of deep distr 35 His doctrine is almighty love 96
He sits a sov'reign on his throne 51 His dying crimson, like a robe 155
He sits upon theternal hills 99 His dying groans, his living so
He smiles and cheers my mour 156 His enemies, with sore dismay
He smote the first-born sons
His eyes are majesty and love 104
His eyes awake to guard the just 18
His eye beholds the path they
His eye, with infinite survey
His Father's honour touch'd his 22
His foes shall fall with heedless 5
His foes shall tremble at his sig 49
His friends forsook, his foll'wer 35
His goodness runs an endless
His hand holds out the dreadful 38
His hand no thunder bears
His hand provides my constant
His hands are fairer to behold 104
His hands disdain a golden bribe 7
His hands, while they his alms 57
His head, the dear majestic hea 138
His head the finest gold excels 104
His heart contrives for their re 22
His heart is false and foul
19
His hoary frost, his fleecy snow 76
His holy angels pitch their tents 17
His honour and his breath
His honour is engag'd to save
His honours perish in the dust 25
His joyful soul shall see
His laws are just and pure
His lib'ral favours he extends
His life they load with hateful
His lips abhor to talk profane
His living pow'r and dying love 136
His love is my perpetual feast
His mercy and his righteousness 17
His mercy, like a boundless sea 152
His mercy never shall remove
His mercy reigns thro' every
His mercy visits every house
His mouth that pour'd out long 101
His name is holy, and his eye
His nostrils breathe out fiery
His orders run thro' all their
His own soft hand shall wipe
His pleasures rise from things
His pow'r and lifted rod
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116
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57
35
19
107
20
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55
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He gave them water from the
He gave the sign and noisome
He gave the vaulted heaven its
He gives me there his bleeding 103
He gives the grazing ox his meat 76
He guards thy soul, he keeps thy 65
He guides our feet, he guards
He has done more than Moses
He has engross'd my warmest
He hath dispers'd his alms abro
He hears his saints, he knows
He hears our praises and comp
He hears when dust and ashes
He in the days of feeble flesh
He is a God of sov'reign love
He is our light; our morning
He keeps the Father's book of
He knows, and he approves
He knows no shadow of a chan
He knows how soon our nature
He knows the heart, he tries the
He knows their impious thought 47
He knows the pains his servants 75
He knows we are but dust
He knows what wand'ring hea 155
He leads me to the place
He, like a plant of generous kind 1
He, like a plant by gentle stream 1
He like a tree shall thrive
1
He lives (and blessed be my Ro 10
He lives! he lives and sits 92
He lives; the everlasting God 65
Hell and its lions roar'd around 128
Hell and the grave unite their 134
Hell and thy sins resist thy co 135
He looks to heav'u's eternal hill 95
He loves his enemies, and prays
He loves his saints; he knows 75
He loves to employ the morning 1
HELP, Lord, for men of virtue
He made the ebbing channel dry
He makes the grass the hills 76
He makes the grassy food arise
He makes the great.salvation
He makes the saint and sinner
He mov`d their mighty wheels
Hence and for ever from my
HENCE from my soul, sad tho
Hence we awake our fear
He never deals in bribing gold
He over-rules all mortal things
He pass'd the tents of Jacob
He plots upon his bed
He rais'd me from a horrid pit
He rais'd me from the deeps of
He ran, and fell upon his neck
Her dust and ruins that remain 51
HE reigns; the Lord, the Savi 49
He reigns upon the eternal hills 142
He rides and thunders thro' the 34
He rides upon the winged wind 10
He rules by his resistless might 33
He rules the world with truth 50
He said, and dreadful as he sto 101
He said, and hasten'd to his 113
He said; and with a bloody seal 146
He said, "Let the wide heav'n 134
He say'd me from the dreadful 34
He saw the Gentiles dead in sin 71
He saw their flesh was weak and 40
He saw the nations dead in sin 70
He saw the nations lie
He scorns the angry nations' ra
He sees the brutish and the wise 25
He sees th' oppressor and th 52
He sends his show'rs of blessing 76
He sends his word and melts the 76
He sends the sun his circuit ro 34
71
He sent his only Son
He sent his Son with pow'r to 71
He sent to save us from our woe 70
He sets the sun his circling race 53
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He sought a city fair and high
He spake; and bid four thous
He spake, and light shone rou
He spake the word to Abra'm
He spake to Abra'm and his see
He speaks, and at his herce re
He speaks, and tempest, hail,and 15
He speaks the meaning of his
He spoil'd the pow'rs of dark 136
1He spoke, and straight our hea 124
He struck the sons of Egypt 70
He sunk beneath our heavy wo 155
He sware to Abra'm and lis 54
He takes the men of meanest
He takes my soul e'er I'm awa
He tells the aged, "They must
He tells their tears, he counts 18
He that abhors and fears to sin 14
He that can dash whole worlds 134
He that can shake the worlds 129
HE that hath made his refuge 46
He the great Lord, the sov'reign 33
He, the true David, Isr'el's king 19
He thunders, and all nature 58
He took our mortal flesh to sho 122
He waits in secret on his God 95
He walks awhile conceal'd
He walks upon the stormy sea
He wants no pomp nor royal
He'll bring their spirits to the
He'll give his angels charge to
He'll never quench the smoking
He will present our souls
He will sustain our weakest
He wounds the heart, and he
99 Here a bright squadron leaves
34 HERE at thy cross, my dying
76 Here consecrated water flows
147 Here ev'ry bowel of our God
134 Here his whole name appears
144 Here I behold his inmost heart
8 Here I behold thy distant face
Here in thy gospel's wondrous 145
Here in thy courts I leave my
Here let him hold a lasting thr
Here let our hearts begin to me 155
Here let the Son of David reign 69
Here, mighty God, accept our
Here (saith the Lord) ye angels
"Here," says the kind redeem
Here shall you taste unmingled
Here, sinners, you may heal yo
Here thy revenging justice sta 159
Here we behold his bowels roll 155
Here we have seen thy face, O 157
Here we have wash'd our deep 159
Here we receive repeated scals 155
Here will I fix my gracious thr
69
Here will I meet the hungry po 69
HIGH as the hear'ns above the 143
High as the heav'ns are raised 52
HIGH in the beav'ns, eternal 19
High in the midst of all the thr 124
High o'er the earth his mercy 30
HIGH on a hill of dazzling lig 123
High on a throne his glories dw 77
High on the cross the Saviour 111
High shall he reign on David's
His alms, with lib'ral heart he 20
His anger but a moment stays
His arm shall well sustain
His boundless years can ne'er 123
His conscience knows no secret 95
His cov'nant, which he kept in
43
152
132
157
143
156
93
156
133
95
71
129
150
19
52
59
69
21
136
113
69
27
156
91
141
43
57
50
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His pow'r he shew'd by Moses' 52
His pow'r subdues our sins
His pow'r the same, the same his 70
His presence sinks the proudest 49
His promise stands for ever firm 151
His quivering lips hang feebly 121
His righteousness is gone before 43
His seed for ever shall possess
His Son, the great Redeemer,
His sov'reign power, without
His sov reign pow'r what mor 152-
His soul shall live secure on
His soul well fix'd upon the Lo 58
His soul, what agonies it felt 157
132
His sounding chariot shakes
His spirit hates deceit and lies
His Spirit purifies our frame
His statutes, and commands
His steady counsels change the 76
His storms shall drive yoù quick (2
His stubborn foes his sword sh 75
153
His terrors keep the world iu
His truth for ever stands secure 75
His truth transcends the sky
His very word of grace is stron 134
His wisdom and almighty word 17
His wisdom fram'd the sun 71
His wondrous rising from the
2
His wondrous works and ways
His word can raise the springs
His words of prophecy reveal
His works of piety and love
16
116
10
71
17
19
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54
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105
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51
66
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113
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112
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114
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54 HOW pleasant 'tis to see
HOW pleas'd and blest was -
HOW rich are thy provisions
How rich thy bounties are
HOW sad our state by nature is
How safe beneath thy wings I
How seldom do I rise to God
How shall I bear that dreadful
HOW shall I praise th' eternal
HOW shall the young secure
How shall we get our crimes
HOW short and hasty is our life
HOW should the sons of Adam
How slowly doth his wrath arise
How soon the faithless Jews 40
How strange thy works! how
How strong in our degen'rate
HOW strong thine arm is, mig
HOW sweet and awful is the
How terrible thy glories be
How thou didst build thy chur
How vain a toy is glitt'ring
HOW vain are all things here
155 HOW vast the treasure we pos
38 How was their insolence surp
159 How we deserve the deepest
How well thy blessed truths
How we should scorn these
How will my lips rejoice to tell
How will the powers of darkness
How will they bear to stand 1
HOW wondrous great, how glo 137
How would I run in thy comma 64
How would my leaping heart
How would the tempter boast
Ho! ye that pant for living str
Huge troubles, with tumultuous
161
92
162
121
79
18
161
92
37
7
182 I griev'd to see the wicked thr
36 I HATE the tempter and his 150
14
I hate to walk, I hate to sit
I've seen an end of what we call 62
I've seen thy glory and thy pow 31
I heard the wretch profanely
I hear thy word with love
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7 I know thy judgments, Lord, are 64
90 I lay my body down to sleep
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I LIFT my soul to God
64 Ill tidings never can surprise
21 I look'd for pity but in vain
111 I love her gates, I love the road 66
109 I love my shepherd, he shall
103 I love my Shepherd's voice
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How decent and how wise
How did his flowing tears con 19 I'm a companion of the saints
HOW did my heart rejoice to 66 I'm but a sojourner below
How did the spreading branches 41 I'm like a helpless captive sold
How doth thy word my heart
62 I'M not asham'd to own my
How dreadful was the hour 116 I am my love's, and he is mine
How excellent his love
19 I am the first, and I the last 98 I love the Lord; he bow'd his 59
How far the heav'nly robe ex 93 I am the last, and I the first 106 I LOVE the Lord: he heard my 59
HOW fast their guilt and sorro 8 I am the Saviour, I th' almighty 27 I love the Lord that stoops so 148
How few with pious care record 56 I ask no sheep for sacrifice 26 I love the volumes of thy word 11
HOW full of anguish is the 140 I ask them whence their vict'ry 147|I LOVE the windows of thy
How glorious is that righteous 16 I by my holy name have sworn 106 I love thy habitation, Lord
How glorious was the grace -116 I by myself have trod the press 95 Immense compassion reigns
How great deliv'rance thou hast 16 I bring him to my mother's ho 103 Immortal light, and joys unkn
How great is the Messiah's joy 12 I call'd back years and ancient 39 Impossible -For thine own
How great the works his hand 57 I call'd thy mercies to my mind 39 IN all my vast concerns with
How happy all thy servants are 59 I call for helpers, but in vain 95 IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not
How happy are our cars
91 I call him my eternal Son
2 In ev'ry new distress
How have I wander'd from my 93 I call that legacy my own 154 In darkest shades if he appear 130
How have we chas'd them thro' 10 I came in sinful mortals' stead 34 I need the influence of thy grace 64
HOW heavy is the night 109 I can do all things, or can bear 92 In ev'ry diff'rent land
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How holy is his name
50 I CANNOT bear thine absence 144 In answ'ring what thy church 32
HOW honourable is the place 90 I cannot live contented here 140 Infinite grace our souls adore 156
How I rejoice, when on my head 13 I cannot live without thy light 29 INFINITE grief! amazing woe 139
How is thy glorious pow'r ado 134 I cast my burdens on the Lord 29 Infinite leagues beyond the sky 125
How jarring and how low 127 I charge my thoughts, be humb 68 Infinite Lover! gracious Lord 124
How justice frown'd and ven 124 I charge you all, ye earthly toys 103 Infinite joy or endless woe 131
How kind are thy compassions 75 I choose the path of heav'nly 61 Infinite pity touch'd the heart 136
How large the grant! how rich 54 I could renounce my all below 129 Infinite was our guilt
156
HOW large the promise! how 111 I could survey the ocean o'er
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How long, dear Saviour, O how 93 I cry'd aloud to thee my God
101
How long, eternal God, how lon 38 I cry'd, and from his holy hill
How long, O Lord, shall I com 7I cry till all my voice be gone
How long shall my poor troubled 7 I die with hunger here (he cri
How long shall my poor lab'ring 7 I dwell in darkness and unseen
How long the race of David held 43 If burning beams of noon cons
HOW long wilt thou conceal thy 7 If but a Moses wave thy rod
How many are thy thoughts of 21 If e'er I go astray
How mighty is his hand
How most exact is nature's fra
How much is mercy thy delight
HOW oft have sin and Satan
How oft they look to th' heav'n
How perfect is thy word
HOW pleasant, how divinely
72 Instead of wine and cheerful
15 IN Gabriel's hand a mighty
2 In God most holy, just, and true 29
34 IN God's own house pronounce 78
113 In God's own name he comes to 61
74 In God they boasted all the day 23
40 In gentler language there, the
134 In his salvation is our hope
13 In humble notes our faith ador 138
4 In Isr'el stood his ancient thro 24
In Jesus we behold
118
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71 I feel my flesh so near the grave
57 If God his voice of tempest rea 134
59 IF God succeed not, all the cost 67
115 IF God to build the house deny
131 | If God to me his statutes show
11 If government be all destroy'd
41 | If half the strings of life should
IN Judah God of old was known 39
67 In lively figures here we see
63 In long complaints he spends
6 In me alone shall men confess
100| In me, the Lord, shall all the
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His works, the wonders of his
Ho! all ye hungry starving sou 90
Honour and majesty divine 12
Honour's a puff of noisy breath 140
Honour immortal must be paid 102
HONOUR to the almightyThree 161
Hope in the Lord, whose mighty 22
Hosanna in the highest strains 60
Hosanna! let the earth and ski 127
Hosanna to his bounteous love 157
Hosanna to his glorious name 146
HOSANNA to king David's 161
HOSANNA to our conq'ring 138
Hosanna to our conq'ring King 138
Hosanna to th' anointed King 60
Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word 162
Hosanna to the King -
HOSANNA to the King
HOSANNA to the Prince of Li
HOSANNA to the Prince of Gr
HOSANNA to the Royal Son
HOSANNA to the Son
HOSANNA with a cheerful so
Hov'ring amongst the leaves
How are the seats of worship
HOW are thy glories here dis
HOW awful is thy chast'ning
HOW beauteous are their feet
How boundless is our Father's
How blessed are our eyes
How blest would ev'ry nation
How bright the triumph none
How can I die while Jesus lives
HOW can I sink with such a
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66 If I am rais'd to bear the sword 50
156 If I had e'er provok'd them first 4
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138 If I were hungry, would I 26, 27
17 If light attends the course I run 140
140 If love to God and love to men 115
107 If men shall see my virtue shine 96
If mounted on a morning ray 72
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If once I wander from thy path 61
If peace and plenty crown my 98
I from the stock of Adam came 28
If Satan rage and sin grow str 145
If sin be pardon'd I'm secure
If sin lay cover'd in my heart
99 If smiling mercy crown our liv
157 If there be malice hid in me
44 If thou despise a mortal groan
23 If up to heaven I take my flight 72
139 If vapours with malignant brea 46
129 If we reprove some hateful lie
98 If, wing'd with beams of morn
68 If you desire a length of days
126 I GIVE immortal praise
146 I glory in infirmity
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In Paradise, within the gates
In pastures where salvation gr
In robes of judgment, lo! he
In sickness or the bloody feld,
In Zion God is known
13 It cost him cries and tears
49 It cost him death to save our
17 I thank thy sov'reign pow'r and
24 I, their almighty Saviour and
13 IT is the Lord our Saviour's ha
150 I told him all my secret grief
In spite of all my foes
In such society as this
In thee, most holy, just, and true 30 I told the Lord my sore distress
In thee my hopes and wishes
In thee I trust, to thee I sigh
In thee shall Isr'el trust
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54 I to my God my ways commit 20
74 It rises high and drowns the hill 137
106 It sets times past in present view 112
134 It springs and withers on the pl 68
55 I WAITED patient for the Lord 21
99 I wait for thy salvation, Lord 68
95 I was his chief delight
58 I was not born for earth or sin 144
15 I'll be a sun of righteousness
158 I'LL bless the Lord from day to 18
37 I'll cast myself before his feet 22
129 I'll chide my heart that sinks so 22
148 I WILL extol thee, Lord, on hi 15
I'll give him, saith the Lord 116
I'll go, and with a mournful to 113
I'll leave them, saith the Lord
I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my
I'll magnify thy holy law
41
In the cold prison of a tomb
In their distress to God they cr
In the Red-sea, by Moses' hand
IN thine own ways, O God of
In times of general distress
INTO thine hand, O God of
In vain had Adam sought
In vain I lift my hands to pray
In vain might lofty princes try
In vain on earth we hope to find
In vain our mortal voices strive 159
In vain shall Satan rage 144
In vain shall sinners hope to rise 50
In vain the baffled prince of hell 136
In vain the bright, the burning 139
In vain the busy sons of hell 139
In vain the charms of nature sh
In vain the noisy crowd
In vain the proud deride me now
In vain the rebel seeks to stand
In vain the sons of earth or hell 106 I'll purge my family around 51
In vain the sons of Satan boast 29 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love 62
In vain the tempter frights my 135 I' scarce allow my lips to speak 21
In vain the trembling conscien 146 I'll search the land, and raise 50
IN vain the wealthy mortals toil 94 I'll seek the faithful and the just 51
In vain the world accosts my ear 141 I'll sing thy majesty and grace
In vain these moments shall not 98 I'll sing thy truth and mercy,
In vain to heav'n she lifts her 130 I'LL speak the honours of my
In vain to idol saints they cry 10 I'll spread his works of grace
In vain to pious forms thy zeal 27 I'll think again of all thy ways
114
I will maintain the King I made
94 I'll make your great commissio
47 I'll meditate his works of old
63 I'll praise him while he lends
1I'LL praise my Maker with my
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In vain we ask God's righteous 108 I would for ever speak his name 156
In vain we boast perfection here 62 I would not be a stranger still 151
IN vain we lavish out our lives 91 I would not change my blest est 98
In vain we search, in vain we try 96 I'd part with all the joys of sen 133
In vain we tune our formal song 127 I yield my pow'rs to thy comm 106
In vineyards planted by his ha 105
In wakeful hours of night
In worship so divine
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In Zion is his throne
I pay this ev'ning sacrifice
I saw the op'ning gates of hell
I saw the wicked rise
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I set him still before mine eyes
I SET the Lord before
my
I shall arise to praise thy name
I shall behold the face
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32 Jehovah! 'tis a glorious word LADEN with guilt, and full of 144
90 JEHOVAH reigns: he dwells in 47 Laden with fruits of age they 47
50 JEHOVAH reigns, his throne is 153 Laid in the grave like silly sheep 25
3 JEHOVAH speaks, let Isr❜el 106 Learning and wit may cease their 90
9 Jehovah speaks the healing wo 100 Let all our pow'rs be join'd 154
37 Jesus, allure me by thy charms 102 LET all our tongues be one 156
122 Jesus alone shall bear my cries 127 Let all that dwell above the sky 101
8 Jesus and when shall that dear 126 LET all the earth their voices
8 Jesus beholds where Satan rei 108 Let all the earth-born race
face
35 Jesus can make a dying bed 126 LET all the heathen writers join 62
9 Jesus, forgive us, that we keep Let all the nations fear
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117 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace 108 Let all your sacred passions mo 78
117 JESUS, in thee our eyes behold 117 Let an unusual joy surprise 49
154 Let Babel fear when Zion
plays 32
117 JESUS is gone above the skies 155 Let bands of persecutors rise 64
Is he a rose? Not Sharon yields 117 Jesus is worthy to receive 101 Let cares like a wild deluge co 133
Let Cæsar's due be ever paid
LET children hear the mighty
Let clouds, and winds, and way
Let distant times and nations
Let earth and ocean know
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Is he a door? I'll enter in
Is he a fire? He'll purge my dr
Is he a fountain? There I bathe 117 JESUS invites his saints
Is he a rock? How firm he pro
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Is he a sun? His beams are gr 117 Jesus! I throw my arms around 142
Is be a star? He breaks the
117 Jesus, my God, I know his name 109
Is he a temple? I adore 117 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone 23
Is he a tree? The world receive 117 Jesus, my great High Priest, has 118
Is he a vine? His heav'nly root 117 Jesus, my great High Priest 119
Is he a way? He leads to God 117 Jesus our God, ascends on high 24
Is he compar'd to wine or bread 117 JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy 57
Is he design'd a corner-stone 117 Jesus, our Lord! how wondrous 5
Is he the head? Each member 117 Jesus our passover was slain 150
SING my Saviour's wondrous 143 Jesus our priest for ever lives 57
Is not the world of nature thine 38 JESUS shall reign where'er the 36
Is not thy chariot hast'ning on 6 Jesus shall see a num'rous seed 69
spread my sins before the Lord 16 Jesus the ancient faith confirms 111
Isel, a name divinely blest 65 Jesus, the God, invites us here 158
Isr'el, his people and his sheep 39 Jesus, the God that fought and 158
Isr'el, rejoice and rest secure 65 Jesus, the holy child, shall sit 92
Israel rejoice, now Joshua lead 145 Jesus, the King of Glory, reigns 117
Isr'el, that saw his works of gra 48 Jesus the Lord appears at last 115
Let elders worship at his feet
Let endless honours crown his 24
LET everlasting glories crown 146
Let ev'ry act of worship be
LET ev'ry creature join
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Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring 37
Let every flying hour confess 98
LET ev'ry mortal ear attend 90
Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood 58
Let ev'ry nation call her bless 101
Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age
Let ev'ry saint above
Let ev'ry saint with cheerful
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68 Jesus the Lord shall guard me
135 JESUS, the man of constant gri 91
Jesus the priest ascends his thro 57
Jesus the Saviour reigns
Jesus, the vision of thy face
Jesus, thou everlasting King
JESUS, thy blessings are not few 96
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Jesus, thy feast we celebrate
Jesus, thy witness epeaks within 90
Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand 125
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JESUS, we bless thy Father's
JESUS, we bow before thy feet 158
Jesus, we come at thy command 114
Jesus, we will frequent thy boa 104
JESUS, with all thy saints abo 125
Jesus, whom ev'ry saint adores 9
John was the prophet of the Lord 99
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JOIN all the glorious names
JOIN all the names of love and 118
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Joyful with all the strength I
Joy to the earth, the Saviour re 50
Joy to the Master of the feast 153
Joy to the saints and peace belo 60
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JOY to the world; the Lord is
JUDGE me, O Lord, and prove 14
JUDGES, who rule the world by 30
JUST arc thy ways, and true thy 10
Just as a hen protects her brood 16
Just as the guards that keep the 68
Just as we see the lonesome do 128
Justice and judgment are thy
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Justice and truth attend thee still 23
Justice and truth he ever loves 17
Justice unsheath'd its fiery sw 159
Justice upon a dreadful throne 152
Just in the last distressing hour 114
Just so our thoughts from thing 123
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Kind is thy language, 30v'reign 105
Kindly he brought me to the pl 103
Kingdoms and thrones to God 34
Kingdoms on firm foundations 149
Kings are not rescu'd by the for 17
Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain 127
Know that his kingdom is sup 143
Know that the Lord divides his 3
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LET ev'ry tongue thy goodness 94 | Life, like a fountain rich and 19 Lord, search my thoughts, and 115
Let foods and nations rage 47 Life, like a vain amusement, flies 45 Lord, shall it be for ever said 45
Let fogs and darkness hide their 18 Lift up a banner in the field 30 Lord, shall the wicked still der 6
LET God arise in all his might 34 Lift up the everlasting gates 91 Lord, shall thy bright example 56
LET God the Father, and the Son 78 Lift up thy feet and march in 38 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish 125
LET God the Father live
160 LIFT up your eyes to th' heav' 127 Lord, since in my advancing age 72
LET God the Maker's name 160 Lift up your eyes, ye sons of li 12 LORD, thou hast call'd thy gra 43
Let grov'ling beasts of every 134 Lift up your hands by morning 70 LORD, thou hast heard thy ser 60
Let haughty sinners sink their 38 Light are the pains that nature 151 Lord thou hast prov'd our suff'
Let heathens to their idols haste SLike angry bees they girt me 60 LORD, thou hast search'd and
Let heav'n, and all that dwell on 35 Like bees my foes beset me rou 60 LORD, thou hast seen my soul
Let heav'nly love prepare my 123 Like flames of fire his servants 125|LORD, thou wilt hear me when
Let heav'n proclaim the joyful 49 Like Bloods the angry nations ri 47 Lord, thy commands are clean 105
Let heav'n succeed our painful 46 Like flow'ry fields the nations 45 LORD, we adore thy bounteous 158
Let him be crown'd with majesty 5 Like fruitful show'rs of rain 69 LORD, we adore thy vast desig 142
LET him embrace my soul, and 102 Like pilgrims thro' the countries 54 Lord, we adore thy ways 109
Let idols totter to the ground 49 LIKE sheep we went astray 116 LORD, we are blind, we morta 125
Let 1sr'el bless the Lord
55 Like thoughtless sheep the sin 25 LORD, we confess our num'ro 111
Let Jew and Gentile stop their 108 Like trees of myrrh and spice 104 LORD, we have heard thy works 22
Let Jews and Greeks blaspheme 147 Ling'ring about these mortal 120 Lord, we have long abus'd thy 141
Let judgment not against me pa
147 Lord, we obey the call
Let kings rely upon their host
137 LORD, what a feeble piece
Let malice vent her rage aloud
pon
110 LORD, what a heay `n of saving 123
LET me but hear my Saviour
94 Lord, what an envious fool I 37
Let me no more my soul beguile
150 LORD, what a thoughtless wret 37
Let men or angels dig the mines 96 LO the young tribes of Adam ri 107 LORD! what a wretched land 130
Let me thy pow'r and truth pro 36 Lo thine eternal Son appears 22 Lord, what is man, or all his race 4
Let me to some wild desert go 29 LO! what a glorious corner-sto 61 LORD, what is man, poor feeble 74
Let mortals ne'er refuse to take 92 LO, what a glorious sight appe 93 Lord, what is worthless man
Let mortals tremble, and adore 17 LO! what an entertaining sight 69 LORD, what was man when made 5
LET mortal tongues attempt to 101 LONG as I live I'll bless thy 74 LORD, when I count thy merci 73
Let mountains from their seats 24 Long did the house of Joseph lie 39 Lord, when iniquities abound
Let my beloved come and taste 104 Long ere the lofty skies were 123 Lord, when I leave this mortal 143
Let nature join with art
78 Long hadst thou reign'd ere time 45 Lord. when I quit this earthly 140
Let not my soul be join'd at last 15 LONG have I sat beneath the 152 LORD, when my thoughts with 121
Let not thy face be hid from me 15 Long may the king our sov'rei 143 Lord, when this vine in Canaan 41
Let not thy Spirit quite depart 28 Long nights and darkness dwell 130 LORD, when thou didst ascend 34
Let old ingratitude
135 Look back, my soul, with holy 48 Lord, where shall guilty souls 73
LET others boast how strong 123 Look down in pity, Lord, and 73 Lord, while the frame of nature 149
Let others choose the sons of 8 Look down upon my sorrows, 63 Lord, while we see whole natio 44
Let others stretch their arms li 139 Look how the pow'rs of nature Lord, with this guilty heart of 121
Let Papists trust what names 127
LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord 77
LET Pharisces of high esteem 114
Loud may the troubled ocean 24
Let pride and wrath be banish'd 113
Love is the grace that keeps her 115
Let princes hear, let angels kno 48 Look upward in the dying hour 111 Love suffers long with patient 114
Let princes of exalted state 143 Lord, at thy feet I bow
73 Lions and beasts of savage na
17 Live, glorious Lord! and reign
48 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies
92 Lo, he receives a sealed book
98 LO, the destroying angel flies
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Look how rebellious men deride 95
Look how we grovel here below 127
Look up, my soul, to him 156
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55 LORD, how secure my conscie 111 Me for his Father and his God
102 Lord, I address thy heav'uly th 116 Melchisedech, that wond'rous pr 57
3 Lord, I adore thy matchless gr 122 Men void of wisdom and of gra 25
158 Lord, I am brought exceeding 73 MERCY and judgment are my so 50
52 LORD, I am thine: But thou
Let proud imperious kings 136 LORD, at thy temple we appear 93 Madness by nature reigns with 150
Let sinful sweets be all forgot 155 Lord, at thy threshold I would 42 Make haste, my days, to reach 124
Let sinners and their wicked rage 4 Lord, can a feeble helpless wo 151 Make me to walk in thy comma 63
Let sinners join to break your 20 Lord, can these plants of virtue 96 Make not increasing gold your 31
Let sinners learn to pray
16 Lord, cleanse my soul from sin 156 Make our best spices flow abro 104
LET sinners take their course 29 Lord, crush the serpent in the 3 MAKER and sov'reign Lord 1
Let strangers walk around 25 Lord God of Hosts thy wondro 44 Malice and rage, those fires of 114
Let such amazing loves as these 156 LORD, hast thou cast the nation 30 MAN has a soul of vast desires 148
Let the bright hosts who wait 53 Lord, here we bend our humble 138 May but this grace my soul re_147
Let the false raptures of the mi 149 LORD, how divine thy comfort 156 May I with those for ever dwell 98
LET them neglect thy glory, Lo 127 Lord, how our souls are all on 138 May not the sovereign Lord on 112
LET the old heathens tune their 124 LORD, how secure and bless'd 131 May peace attend thy gate
Let the redeemed of the Lord
LET the seventh angel sound
Let the unthinking many say
Let the vain world pronounce
Let the whole earth his pow'r
9 Mercy and truth on earth are met 43
Let the whole earth his love pro 49 LORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in 28 Mercy and truth unite in one 130
LET the whole race of creatur 140 Lord, I am weak, and broken 20 Mere mortal pow'r shall fade and 96
LET the wild leopards of the 151 LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes 4 Midnight and noon in this agree 72
Let those that sow in sadness 67 LORD, I esteem thy judgments 62 Might I but climb to Pisgah's to 129
Let those refuse to sing
126 Lord, if my heart were sprinkl 150 Might I enjoy the meanest place 42
LET those who bear the Christ 96 LORD, if thine eyes survey our 45 Mighty Redeemer! set me free 146
Let tyrants make no more prete 143 LORD), if thon dost not soon ap 6 Millions of years my wond'ring 135
LET us adore th' Eternal Word 155 LORD, I have made thy word 62 MINE eyes and my desire
Let us be wean'd from all below 99 LORD), in the morning thou shalt 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail 63
Let us indulge a cheerful frame 159 Lord, in the temple of thy grace 145 Mine innocence shalt thou displ 20
Let vig'rous youth engage 78 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to 47 MISTAKEN souls! that dream 115
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Let wisdom all my actions guide 50 LORD, I will bless thee all my 17 Monarchs of wide command
Let worms devour my wasting 141 LORD, I would spread my sore 28 Mortals, can you refrain your to 77
LET Zion and her sous rejoice 51 Lord, I would walk with holy. 43 Mortals with joy beheld his face 89
LET Zion in her King rejoice 24 Lord, let not all my hopes be 151 Moses beheld the promis'd land 99
LIFE and immortal joys are giv 145 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejo 17 Mountains by his almighty wra 107
Life is a blessing can't be sold 25 LORD of the worlds above 42 Much he reveal'd his Father's gr 22
Life is the hour that God has gi
32 Much of my time has run to wa 105
LIFE is the time to serve the
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107 Lord, search my soul, try ev'ry
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MUST all the charms of nature
MUST friends and kindred drop
Must we indulge a long despair
My Advocate appears
My Advocate appears on high
My best beloved keeps his thro 105
My bright Example, and my Gui 118
My busy thoughts at first
My cov nant I will ne'er revoke 44
My coy'nant stands for ever fast 44
My crimes are great, but don't
My cup is mingled with my woe 51
My days are wasted like the smo 51
My dear Almighty, and my God 152
My dear Almighty Lord
MY dear Redeemer and my Lor
My dove, who hidest in the roc
MY drowsy powers, why sleep
My eyes and cars shall bless his
My eyes with expectation fail
My fainting flesh had died with
My faith would lay her hand 149
My fasting and my holy groans
My Father's house, said he, was
My feet shall never slide
My feet shall travel all the leng
My first-born Son array'd in gr
My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell 59
My flesh is food and physic too 157
My flesh lay resting on my bed 31
My flesh shall slumber in the gro 9
My flesh shall thy first call obey 8
My flesh was fashion'd by thy po 36
My flesh with fear and wonder st 73
My flesh would rest in thine abo 41
My foot is ever apt to slide 21
My God! and can an humble ch 140
MY God, accept my carly vows 73
MY God, consider my distress 63
My God, forgive my follies past 21
My God hath sav'd my soul from 59
MY God, how endless is thy lov 106
My God! how excellent thy gra 19
MY God, how many are my fears 2
My God, I cried, thy servant sa 59
My God, I cry with ev'ry breath 111
My God, if possible it be 12
My God, I long, I hope, I wait 65
MY God, in whom are all the spr 30
MY God, my everlasting hope 36
MY God, my King, thy various
MY God, my life, my love
MY God, my portion, and my lo
MY God, permit me not to be
MY God, permit my tongue
My God provides a richer cup
My God shall break their bows
MY God, the spring of all my 130
MY God, the steps of pious men 20
My God, thy long delay to save 74
MY God, what endless pleasur 128
MY God, what inward grief I fe 72
My grace shall answer when th 46
My gracious God, how plain 11
My groans, and tears, and forms 15
My guilt appear'd but small be 111
My heart and flesh cry out for
My heart dissolves with pangs 12
My heart grows warm with hol 123
My heart has studied just reven 95
MY heart how dreadful hard it 140
My heart in midnight silence cr 62
My heart is 6x'd; my song shall 30
MY heart rejoices in thy naine 16
My heart shall triumph in my 47
My heart was fashion'd by thy 63
My heart with sacred rev'rence 64
My highest hopes shall not be va 29
My hopes of heav'n were firm 111
My life is spent with grief, I cri 16
My life itself without thy love 31 Navies, that rule the ocean wid 142 NOW be my heart inspir'd to si 23
My lips and cheerful heart prepa 33 | New life it spreads through dyi 156|NOW be the God of Isr'el bless 99
My lips shall dwell upon his pra 75 | New passions still their souls en 65
My lips with courage shall decla 64 Night unto night his name repe 121
My lips with shame my sins con 28 No beams of cedar or of fir
My looks like wither'd leaves ap 51 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding 28
My Lord, my Conq'ror, and my 118 No blood of beasts on altars sh 22
My name is printed on his brea 129 No blood of goats, nor heifers sl 29
MY never-ceasing song shall sho 43 No burning heats by day
My overwhelming sorrows grew 39 No evil tidings shall surprise
My passions rise and soar abov 121 No fiery vengeance now
My purer spirit shall not fear 93 NO, I'll repine at death no mor 141
MY refuge is the God of love 6 No ill shall enter where you dwe 46
MY righteous Judge! my gracio 73 NO, I shall envy them no more 131
MY Saviour and my King 23 No longer will I ask your love 122
MY Saviour God, my Sov'reign 148 No medicines could effect the cu 55
MY Saviour, my Almighty Frien 36 No more let sin or Satan reign 113
My Saviour's pierced side 156 No more let sins and sorrows gr 50
My Saviour shall my life restore 25 NO more, my God, I boast no 110
MY Shepherd is the living Lord 13 No more shall atheists mock his 27
MY Shepherd will supply my ne No more shall bold blasphemers 25
My sister and my spouse, he cri 104 No more shall hunger pain their 97
My sius a heavy load appear
20 No more the bloody spear
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My song for ever shall record No more, ye lusts, shall ye com 141
My soul's bow'd down with heav 3 No prophet speaks to calm our 33
MY soul, come meditate the day 132 NOR eye has seen, nor ear has 110
MY soul forsakes her vain delí 122 Nor children, relatives, nor frien 67
My soul hath gone too far astra 63 Nor death nor hell shall e'er re 115
MY soul, how lovely is the place 42 Nor dens of prey, nor dow`ry pl 104
My soul is like a wilderness
51 Nor doth it yet appear
MY soul lies cleaving to the dust 64 Nor earth, nor all the sky 139
My soul lies humbled in the dust 28 Nor earth, nor scas, nor sun, 117
My soul looks back to see 148 Nor hath the King of grace decr H
My soul, no more attempt to dr 144 Nor less thy glories in the deep 53
My soul obeys th' almighty call 138 Nor let our voices cease
156
MY soul, repeat his praise 52 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly 65
My soul shall pray for Zion still 66 Nor shall the tyrant's rage 67
MY soul, thy great Creator prai Nor shall thy spreading gospel 11
My soul to pastures fair he fea 103 NO sleep nor slumber to his eye 69
My soul was overwhelm'd with No smoking sweets, nor bleedin 122
My soul would all her thoughts No sons of slander, rage, and st 50
My soul would leave this heavy 131 No sun shall smite thy head by 65
My spirit faints to see thy grace Not all his treasures can procur 25
My spirit holds perpetual war 93 Not all that men on earth can do 92
My spirit labours up thine hill 31 Not all that tyrants think or sa 121
MY spirit looks to God alone 31 Not all the blessings of a feast 31
My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not lea 8 NOT all the blood of beasts
MY spirit sinks within me, Lord 22 Not all the chains that tyrants 116
My spirits flag like with'ring gra 51 Not all the fiattering baits on
My surety undertakes my cause 118 Not all the harps above
My sword shall boast its thousa 95 NOT all the outward forms on 108
My thankful lips shall loud proc 99 Not all their anguish and their 120
My thirsty fainting soul-31 Not all the pains that e'er I bor 106
My thoughts address his throne 29 Not by the terrors of a slave
My thoughts are like a troubled 20 Not choicest meats, or noblest 148
My thoughts are searching, Lor 95 NOT diff'rent food, or diff'rent 113
My thoughts, before they are my 72 Not for our duties or deserts 115
My thoughts lie open to the Lor 73 Not for the want of bullocks sla 26
MY thoughts on awful subjects 120 Not for the want of goats or 26, 27
My thoughts surmount these lo 151 NOT from the dust affliction gr 106
My times are in thy hand, I cried 16 Not fruits nor wines that tempt 31
My tongue repeats her vows 66 Not half so far hath nature plac 52
My tongue shall all the day proc 36 Not half so high his pow'r hath 52
My tongue, the glory of my fra 15 Nothing but truth before his th 115
My trust is fix'd upon thy word 65 Not honey to the taste
MY trust is in my heav'nly Frien 4 Not life itself, with all her joys 31
My truth shall guard him in his 44 Not Sinai's mountain could app 34
My waking eyes prevent the day 62 Not so the impious and unjust
My wand'ring feet his ways mis 13 Not so th' ungodly race
My watchful enemies combine 3 Not time, nor nature's narrow 58
My willing soul would stay 123 Not the feign'd helds of heath' 146
NOT the malicious or profane 109
NAKED as from the earth we ca 90 Not the most perfect rules they 62
Nations, attend before his thron 50 NOT to condemn the sons of
109
Nations, the learned and the ru 143 NOT to the terrors of the Lord 149
Nature and sin are pass'd away 146 NOT to our names, thou only Ju 59
Nature and time, and earth and 57 NOT to ourselves, who are but 58
Nature and time quite naked lie 133 No treasures so enrich the mind 62
Nature has all its glories lost 108 Not walls nor hills could guard 67
Nature shall be dissolv'd and di 152 No vain discourse shall fill our 130
NATURE with all her pow'rs 120 No rain pretence to royal birth 33
NATURE with open volume sta 156 NOT with our mortal eyes
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NOW by the bowels of my God 114 | O Britain, trust the Lord Thy 59 Once have I sworn, I need no
Now cleanse my soul from ev'ry 98 O! could I say without a doubt 142] Once in the circuit of a year
NOW for a tune of lofty praise 123 O could our thankful hearts de 129 ONCE more, my soul, the rising 121
Now for the love I bear his na 1100! could we make our doubts 133 Once they were mourning here 147
Now from his high imperial thr 122 O could we die with those that 132 Once 'twas a seat of dreadful wr 142
NOW from the roaring lion's ra 12 O dreadful hour! when God de 26 One day amidst the place
NOW have our hearts embrac'd 157 | OF justice and of grace I sing 51 On earth is no such sweetness
Now he appears almost divine 150 O FOR an overcoming faith-92 On earth let my example shine
Now he bedews old David's root 99 O for a persevering pow'r 110 On earth thy mercy reigns
Now he persuades, How easy 150 | O FOR a shout of sacred joy 24 On earth we want the sight
Now he's ascended high
2O for a sight, a pleasing sight 124 One privilege my heart desires.
Now I am thine, for ever thi 59, 61 O for a strong, a lasting faith 132 0 never let my Lord depart
Now I can leave this world, he 930 for a word from Zion's King 29 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye
Now I complain, and groan, and 148 O! for his sake attend our cry 41 On him the race of man depends 32
NOW I'm convinc'd the Lord is 37 O for his sake our guilt forgive 35 On impious wretches he shall rai 6
Now I esteem their mirth and O for some signal of thine hand 134 On kings that reign as David did 10
Now I forbid my carnal hope 21 (for this love let earth and 140 On thee foul spirits have no pow 65
Now is the hour of darkness pa 101 O for this love let rocks and hi 136 On thee th' anointing Spirit ca 102
Now is the time: he bends his 48 OFTEN I seek my Lord by night 103 On us he bids the sun
NOW let a spacious world arise 149 Oft has the Lord whole nations 10 On us th' almighty Lord
Now let my soul arise
119 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings 36 Or what a slipp'ry steep
NOW let our lips with holy fear 35 Oft have my heart and tongue 8 Open the gates of Zion now 60
NOW let our mournful songs re 13 Oft have our fathers told
24 Order my footsteps by thy word 63
NOW let our pains be all forgo 157 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgav 40 Or he can take the flint away
Now let our souls' immortal po 13 Oft he forgave their sins 50 Or, if he languish on his couch
Now let the church rejoice and 43 Oft I frequent thy holy place 152 Or if our spirit faints and dies 145
NOW let the Father and the So 161 Oft when they saw their brethre 40 Or should I try to shun thy sight 72
Now let the flaming weapon sta 156 O glorious hour! O bless'd abo 90 send thy Spirit down to write 63
NOW in the gall'ries of his gra 105 O glorious type of heav'nly gra 190 sinners! come and taste his
NOW in the heat of youthful bl 107 O GOD, my refuge, hear my cri 29 O tell me that my worthless na 142
NOW let the Lord my Saviour 129 O GOD of mercy! hear my call 29 O tell me, with a gentle voice
Now let them boast how tall th 37 O GOD of grace and righteousne 30, that the happy hour were co 148
Now let the world forbear its 54 O God, our King, whose sov're 42 that the joyful day were come 7
Now make thy glory known 23 O GOD, to whom revenge belon 47 O THAT the Lord would guide 63
Now may our joyful tongues 127 O happy hour, when thou shalt 240 that the months would roll 104
NOW may the God of pow'r and 11 O HAPPY man, whose soul is fil 68 O that the sons of men would pr 56
Now must the rising dead appe 102 O HAPPY nation, where the Lo 17 0 THAT thy statutes ev'ry hour 6-1
No works nor duties of your 150 O happy souls! O glorious state 116 O THE almighty Lord
136
NOW plead my cause, Almight 18 O happy souls that pray
42 0 THE delights, the heav'nly 138
NOW Satan comes with dreadf 150 O HAPPY soul, that lives on hi 95 O the sharp pangs of smarting 139
Now save us, Lord, from slavish 12 OH, if my soul was form'd for 141 O the sweet wonders of that cr 156
Now shall my head be lifted high 15 O how I hate those lusts of mine 141 O THOU that hear'st when sinn 28
NOW shall my inward joys arise 97 O HOW I love thy holy law 62 0 THOU whose grace and justi 66
Now shall my minutes smoothl 130 O, if my Lord would come and 126 0 THOU, whose justice reigus 29
NOW shall my solemn vows be 33
96 O thou whose mercy bends the 32
Now shall the Lord exalt the jus 38
59 Our age to seventy years is set 45
Now shail the saints rejoice and 34
159 Our beauty and our strength are 150
Now, sinners, dry your tears-141
14 Our breath is forfeited by sin 121
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Now they approach a spotless
30 OUR days, alas! our mortal da 127
Now they approach th' almighty 97
117 Our days are as the grass
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Now they are sent to guide our 143
105 Our days run thoughtlessly alo 126
Now they believe his word 55
55 Our dearest joys, and nearest fr 129
Now thou array'st thine awful 142
23 Our eyes look upwards to the
Now though he reigns exalted 155 O! like the sun, may I fulfil -105 Our everlasting hopes arise.
Now through the veil of flesh I 103 O LORD, how many are my foes 3 Our everlasting love is due - 157
Now to my soul, immortal King 152 O Lord of hosts, almighty King 24 Our faith adores thy bleeding 158
Now to my tent, O God, repair 51 O LORD, our God! how wond'r 4 Our faith and love, and ev'ry gr 62
Now to the God of victory 92 O LORD, our heavenly King 4 Our fathers trusted in thy name 12
Now to the God whose pow'r ca 115 O Lord, our heav'nly King 4 Our flesh and sense must be de 114
Now to the hands of Christ our 143 O love of infinite degree 140 Our foes insult us, but our hope 66
Now to the heav'ns they mount 55 O love the Lord, all ye his saints 16 Our foes would triumph in our 38
Now to the Lamb that once was 89, O love the Lord, ye saints of his 18 Our glorious Leader claims our 147
NOW to the Lord a noble song 129 O make thy reconciled face 16 Our God, how faithful are his 111
NOW to the Lord, that makes 101 O may I live to reach the place 129 OUR God, how firm his promise 129
NOW to the pow'r of God supr 115 O may I see thy tribes rejoice 54 OUR God, our help in ages past 45
Now to the shining realms abo 122 O may I stand before the Lamb 98 Our God, our help in ages past 45
Now truth and honour shall abo 43 O may my spirit daily rise 105 Our God will ev'ry want supply 91
Now we are born a sensual rac 145 O may our fect pursue the way. 99 Our guilt shall vanish all away 91
Now we may bow before his fee 142 O may the mem'ry of thy name 11Our guilty souls are drown'd in 108
Now we must fight if we would 97 O may the righteous, when I str 73 Our guilty spirits dread
Now ye that sit on earthly throne 2, O may these thoughts possess 72 Our heart, that finty stubborn
Now you must triumph at my 159 O may the sons of men record 55 Our heav'nly Father calls.
O may thy counsels, mighty Go 144 Our help is in Jehovah's name
O may thy love inspire my ton 28 Our hope in waiting posture sits 159
O may thy pard'ning grace be ni 107 Our humble faith here takes her 157
O may thy Spirit guide my feet 3 Our hymns should sound like
O might I fly to change my place 65 Our journey is a thorny maze
O, might I hear thine heav'nly 134 Our life contains a thousand sp 123
O might I once mount up and see 128 Our life is ever on the wing
On a poor worm thy pow'r mig 121 Our lips shall tell them to our 40
On Babylon our feet shall tread 91 Our lips shall learn that joyful 157
76 | Once has his awful voice declar 31 Our lives through various scen 133
'TIS a lovely thing to see
O Isr'el, make the Lord thy hope
O! 'tis impossible that we
O keep my soul from death
O lead me to the rock
O let me climb those higher ski
O let my name engraven stand
O let the saints with joy record
O let thy God and King
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O ALL ye nations praise the Lo 59
O blessed pow'r! O glorious day 56
O BLESSED souls are they 16
O bless his name, ye Britons, fed 53
O bless our God, and never cease 33
O BLESS the Lord, my soul 52
O bless the Lord, my soul
O Britain, know the living God
✪ BRITAIN, praise thy mighty
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Raise monumental praises high 120
RAISE thee, my soul, fly up,
Raise your devotion, mortal
RAISE your triumphant songs
Rebels, we broke our Maker's
Redeem us from perpetual shame
Rehearse his praise with awe
Rejoice, ye heav'ns; let ev'ry
Rejoice, ye righteous, and recor
REJOICE, ye righteous, in the
Rejoice, ye shining worlds on
Religion bears our spirits up
Remember all thy grace
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Our Lord into his garden comes 104 | Rais'd by his Father to the thro 34 She nor desires nor seeks to kn 114
Our moments fly apace
46 Rais'd from the dead he goes be 14 She pleads for all the joys she 149
Our nation reads the written wo 100 | Rais'd from the dead we live 111 Show my forgetful feet the way 152
Our quicken'd souls awake, and 105
Shine forth in all thy dreadful
Our reason stretches all its win 137
126 Shine into my distressed soul
OUR sins, alas! how strong th 137
135 SHINE, mighty God, on Britain 33
Our soaring spirits upward rise 137
141 Short be your sleep, and coarse 67
Our sorrows and our tears we 129
159 Shortly this prison of my clay 110
Our souls adore thy throne sup 149
Should all the forms that men
Our souls he washes in his bloo 99
Should all the hosts of death
Our souls receive diviner breat 113
Should burning arrows smite
Our souls shall draw their heav 155
49 Should death and hell, and po
OUR souls shall magnify the Lo 101
17 Should earth and hell with ma
Our souls shall tread the desert 130
14 Should earth against my soul
Our souls would learn the heav' 46
114 Should friends, and kindred, ne 15
OUR spirits join t'adore the La 159
14 Should I distribute all my store 115
Should I suppress my vital brea 73
Should'st thou condemn my soul 29
Should sudden vengeance seize 28
Should vile blasphemers with
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Should worlds conspire to drive 121
41 Shout and proclaim the Saviour 159
46 SHOUT to the Lord, and let 139
43 Shout to your King, you heav' 125
142 SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forg 28
5 Silent I waited with long-suff'ri 27
Simeon and Anna both conspire 147
Sin and the pow`rs of hell
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Our very frame is mix'd with si 108
Our vitals, with laborious strife 45
Our voices join the heav'nly str 94
Our wasting lives grow shorter 131
Our weary spirits faint to sec 141
Our youth decay'd his pow'r re
OUT of the deeps of long distre
Out of the deep th' almighty Ki
Out of the mouths of babes
O'er all the sons of human race
O'er Jacob shall he reign
O wash my soul from ev'ry sin
O were I like a feather'd dove
O WHAT a stiff rebellious hou
O what amazing joys they feel
O what is feeble dying man
O, what immortal joys I felt
O who can ever hud
Our troops shall gain a wide re 30 REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal
Remember what thy mercy did
Renew mine eyes, and form mi
Repent, and be baptiz'd, he sai
Rest in the Lord, and keep his
Return, almighty God, return
RETURN, O God of love, return
Revive our dying graces, Lord
Rich were the drops of Jesus'
4Rise, great Redeemer, from thy
23 RISE, rise, my soul, and leave
99 Rivers of love and mercy here
28 Rulers and kings agree
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Since I'm a stranger here below 63
Since I have learn'd thy holy wa 9
Since thou hast been my help 32
SIN has a thousand treach 'rous 1-49
Sin, like a raging tyrant, sits
SIN, like a venomous disease
Sin, (my worst enemy before)
SING, all ye nations, to the Lord 33
78 Sing of his pow'r and justice to 125
134 Sing how eternal love
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43 Sing how he left the worlds of 123
139 Sing praises to the righteous Lor 5
138 Sing to the honour of his name 18
136 SING to the Lord aloud
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Sing to the Lord, exalt him high 76
159 SING to the Lord Jehovah's na 48
137 SING to the Lord that built the 122
34 SING to the Lord with joyful 50
SING to the Lord, ye distant la 48,
Sing to the Lord, ye distant land 33
SING to the Lord, ye heav'nly 132
Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his 15
Sinners, awake betimes; ye 27, 28
Satan may vent his sharpest sp
SAVE me, O God, the swelling
SAVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry
Say to the nations, Jesus reigns
Say to the pow'r that shakes the
Scarce will he trust an ill report
Scoffers appear on ev'ry side
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Sinners, believe the Saviour's 109
Sinners in judgment shall not st 1
Sinners rejoice, and saints be gl 61
137 | Sinners shall hear the sound
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40 Sad were my days, and dark my
124 Safety to man thy goodness bri 19
74 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears 56
135 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood 32
11 SAINTS, at your Father's hea 114
73 Saints by the pow'r of God are
54 Saints should be joyful in their
142 Salvation and immortal praise
49 SALVATION is for ever_nigh
Salvation! let the echo fly
Pains of the flesh are wont t' ab 100 SALVATION! O, the joyful
Pamper'd with wanton case 37 Salvation to the King
Pardon and peace from God on 144 Salvation to the Lord belongs
Feace, all our angry passions
90 Salvation to the name
Peace be within this sacred pla 66
Peace is the blessing that I seek 65
People and realms of every ton 37
Perpetual blessings from above 121
Petitions now, and praise may 127
Pillars of lasting brass proclaim 120
Pity my languishing estate
Pity the nations, O our God 157 Seasons and times, and moons 32 Sinners before his presence die 152
Pleasure and praise run thro' 143 Seasons and times obey his voice 32
PLUNG'D in a gulph of dark 136 See, dearest Lord, our willing 141
Poor helpless worms in thee 108 See from his head, his hands, 155
Poor virtues that he boasted so 94 See here an endless ocean flows
Pow'r and dominion are his due 102 See him below his angels made
Powers of iniquity may rise 48 See how I pass my weary days
Praise shall employ my noblest 75 See how the couq'ror mounts
Praise to the goodness of the 132 See how the pit gapes wide for
PRAISE, everlasting praise, be 132 See how the prince of darkness
PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for 32 See the kind angels at the gates
PRAISE ye the Lord, exalt his 70 See the vain race of mortals mo
PRAISE ye the Lord; 'tis good 75 SEE what a living-stone
PRAISE ye the Lord, my heart 75 See where it shines in Jesus'
Praise ye the Lord; the Lord is 70 SEE where the great incarnate
Predestinated to be sons
100 Seize the kind promise while it
Predictions in abundance meet 147 Scizing my soul with sweet sur
Prepare me, Lord, for thy right 130 Send comforts down from thy
PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of S Sense can afford no real joy 51
Princes, this clay must be your 132 Seven times a day I litt my hand 61
Princes to his imperial name 138 Shake off the thoughts of aying 131
Proclaim him king, pronounce 34 Shaking the head they pass me
Proclaim his wonders from the 125 Shall I be still torincnted more
Proclaim salvation from the Lo 134 Shall I for ever be forgot
Proud tyrants shall no more op 6 Shail man reply against the Lo
Pure are the joys above the sky 110 Shall persecution or distress
Pursue the pleasures you design 107 SHALL the vile race of flesh
Shall they escape without thy
90 SHALL we go on to sin
131|SHALL wisdom cry aloud
95 She lays her own advantage by
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5 Sin's promis'd joys are turn'd 124
4 Sion enjoys her monarch's love 24
135 SITTING around our Father's 159
130 Slander and fear, on ev'ry side 16
7 Slaughter and my devouring sw 95
130 So Abra'm, by divine command 146
21 So Abraham with obedient hand 114
60 So corn that on the house-top
129 So darkness struggles with the 148
9S SO did the Hebrew propbet ra 111
48 So fathers their young sons cha 52
124 So for our sins we justly feel
123 SO let our lips and lives expre 66
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So let thy grace surround me
Sometimes I find him in my way 103
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Some trust in horses train'd for 11
Some walk in honour's gaudy 21
4 SONGS of immortal praise belo 57
7 So on a tree divinely fair
112 SOON as I heard my Father say 15
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92 Soon as thine only Son had ma 143
106 Soon as we draw our infant bre 28
29 So pilgrims on the scorching sa 31
110 Sorrow and pain wear out my day 3
108 So Samson, when his hair was
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O wond'rous stream! O blessed
O wretched state of deep despa
O ye that love his holy name
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sprung the plague from Ada 125 Th' Almighty Ruler of the sphe 122 | The heav'nly heritage is theirs
So strange, so boundless was 141 Th' Almighty thunders from the 30 The heav'ns are for his curtains 53
So waits my soul to seck thy 68 Th' angelic host above
158 THE heav'ns declare thy glory 11
So when a raging fever burns The "Angel of the covenant" 118 The heav'ns his rightful pow'r 49
So when he sent his angel down 46 The angry nations fret and roar 102 The Highest saw her low estate 101
Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray 51 The arms of everlasting love 136 The hill of Sion yields
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Speak, for you feel his burning 125 The arms of mighty love 136 The holy triumphs of my soul 135
Speak of the wonders of that lo 77 The banquet that we cat 158 The humble soul my words rev 107
Speak we of strength? His arm 152 The beams of noon, the midnig 73 Th' immortal vine of heav'nly 103
Sprinkled afresh with pard'nin 121 The beamings of his piercing 152 The impious crew (that factious 50
Stand forth, thou bold blasphem 27 The barren clods, refresh'd with 33 Their captive sons, expos'd to 56
STAND up, my soul, shake off 135 The best obedience of my hands 110 Their cruel plough had torn my 68
Still has my life new wonders
The best relief that mourners 62 Their dark designs were all rev 139
Still I complain'd, and still opp 39 The bounties of thy love 13 Their faith and works brought 26
Still might he all his starry thr 129 The brightest things below the Their fancy'd joys, how fast the 37
Still with their lips their hearts 96 The brightness of our Maker's 134 Their feet shall never slide to
STOOP down, my thoughts, th 125 The British islands are the Lord 24 Their feet were never made to
Strait is the way my saints have 1 The brutes obey their God 135 Their frame is prudence mix'd
STRAIT is the way, the door is 151 The burden of our weighty gui 141 Their glory shines with equal
Strangely, my soul, art thou ar The busy tribes of flesh and blo 45 Their gods have tongues that
Strange was thy journey thro' The changing wind, the flying 76 Their golden cordials cannot ca 94
Stretch out thine arm,victorious 138 The city of my bless'd abode 136 Their hands shall bear you, lest 46
Stretch thy desires abroad
The clouds, like rivers rais'd on Their hatred and their love is 107
Strike, mighty grace, my flinty The crowns of British princes Their hope and portion lies belo 9
Strike thro' thy stubborn foes The cup of wrath is ready mix Their impious tongues blasphem 37
Stronger than death thy love is The cup stands crown'd with Their joy shall bear their spirits 44
Strong is his arm, his heart is 107 The darkness and the light
Their lifted eyes salute the skie 115
Subdue thy passions, O my soul 98 The day glides sweetly o'er the 131 Their minds are humble, mild, 96
Such was the Saviour of mankin 96 The dead no more can speak thy 59 Their malice rag'd without a ca 56
Such wond'rous love awakes the105 The dealings of his hand
14 Their mis'ries his compassion
Such wond'rous pow'r doth he 109 The dear delights we here enjoy 90 Their names were in his book
Such favours as a God can give 98 The desert grows a fruitful field 32 Their oaths and promises they
Such honours never come by ch 38 The drunkard feels his vitals wa 55 Their pray'rs and vows before
Such seeds of sin (that bitter 7 The dust returns to dust again 107 Their priesthood ran thro' seve 117
Such was the pity of our God 109 THE earth for ever is the Lord's 13 Their rage is levell'd at my life 29
Such was thy truth, and such 147 The earth stands trembling at 54 Their secret fires in caverns lay 139
Sun, moon, and stars, convey Thee, mighty God, our souls ad 138 Their seed is sprinkled with his 145
Suppress my shame, subdue my Thee, mighty God, whose match 99 Their sins I'll visit with the rod 44
Supported by thine heav'nly aid Th' eternal law before him sta 152 Their souls shall dwell at ease
Sure as the moon that rules the 44 The ev'ning rests our weary he 121 Their thoughts and ways at once 19
Surely the mercies of the Lord 13 THEE we adore, eternal name 131 Their tongues are us'd to speak 7
SURE there's a righteous God 37 THEE will I love, O Lord my 9 The isles shall know the rightco 12
Surprising grace! and such we 110 The eye of thy compassion, Lord 17 The Jewish wintry state is gone 103
Sweet are thy lips, thy pleasing 104 The eyes of God regard his saint 18 The Jews beheld him thus forlo 13
Sweet fields beyond the swellin 133 The Father's love shall run 161
Sweet is the day of sacred rest 46 The fearful soul that tires and 151
Sweet is the mem'ry of his na 154 The fondness of a creature's lo 129
SWEET is the mem'ry of thy 75 The food's prepar'd by heav'nl 158
WEET is the work, my God, 46 The foolish builders, scribe and 60
Sweet is thy speech, and heav'n 23 The footsteps of thy flock I see 102
Sweet majesty and awful love 138 The frowning scribes, and angry 5
Sweet Jesus, every smile of thi 135 The gates of the devouring grå 100
Swift as an eagle cuts the air 99 The gladness of that happy day 104
THE glories of my Maker, God 134
Take off his clothes of shame 113 The glorious tenants of the pla
Teach all the nations my com 114 The glory of his robes proclaim
TEACH me the measure of my 21 The glutton groans and loathes
Teach me to do thy holy will 74 THE God Jehovah reigns
Teach us, O Lord, how frail is 45 The God of Abra'm claims our 147
Tempests of angry fire shall roll 132 The God of glory down to men 93
Tell how he shows his smiling 125 THE God of glory sends his sum 27
Tell how he took our flesh 137 The God of heav'n maintains his 72
Tell of his wond'rous faithful 134 The God of Jacob chose the hill 69
Temptations vex my weary soul 22 THE God of mercy be ador'd-78
Temptations flew at his rebuke 9 THE God of mercy be ador'd 160
Tender and kind be all our tho 114 THE God of our salvation hears 32
Ten thousand ages ere the skies 140 The God of Zion cheers our hear 70
Ten thousand captive slaves 116 The God that rules on high 126
Ten thousand praises to the Ki 127 The God we serve maintains his 58
TERRIBLE God, that reign'st 124 The God we worship now 25
THAT awful day will surely 142 The gospel bears my spirit up 115
That cruel, persecuting race 4 The gospel bids the dead revive 147
That day shall show thy pow'r 56 The government of earth and se 92
That glorious hour, that dread 44 The graves of all his saints hc 120
That God who darts his lightnin
THAT man is blest who stands 57
That sacred stream, thine holy 24
That sin that close besets me still 9
That thine eternal Son should 5
That thou should'st raise his na 5
That was a most amazing pow'r 121
TH' Almighty reigns exalted hi 49
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The Jews he freed from Pharaoh 71
The Jews, his brethren and his 36
The Jews, the fathers, dy'd at 155
The Jews, the people of his grace 78
The joy, the shout, the harmony 94
The Judge prepares his throne 107
The just and pure shall ever say 9
The King himself comes near 123
THE King of Glory sends his 147
The King of Glory! who can tell 13
The King of kings, the Lord
THE King of saints, how fair 23
THE king, O Lord, with songs 12
The kings of Can'an fell
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The Lamb shall lead his heav'ul 97
The Lamb that fills the middle 97
The Lamb that freed my captiv 126
The land of silence and of death 36
The land of triumph lies on high 98
THE lands that long in darkness 92
The larger monsters of the deep 134
The last great day shall change 25
The law and gospel of the Lord 20
THE law by Moses came 112
THE law commands, and make 141
The law condemns the rebel de 145
The law discovers guilt and sin 144
The law its best obedience owe 145
The law proclaims no terror
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The law that issues from thy
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The ling'ring, the unwilling soul 94
The lion with his dreadful roar 151
The liquid element below
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The little ants for one poor gra
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The little hills on every side 33
The living know that they must 107
THE Lord appears my helper
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74 The great Invisible he dwells 152
The great, the wicked, and the 142
The guilty wretch that trusts thy 90
The happy gates of gospel grace 90
The haughty sinner have I seen 20
The heathen lands that lie bene 36
The heathen realms with Isr'el's 99
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The Lord builds up Jerusalem 75
The Lord can clear the darkest
The Lord consum'd their years
THE Lord declares his will 144
The Lord delights to see their
The Lord from his celestial thro 7
The Lord derides their rage
THE Lord, descending from 145
The Lord grew angry on his thr 63
The Lord hath eyes to give the
The Lord himself chose out the 54
The Lord himself shall judge hi 70
The Lord his people loves 43
The Lord! how absolute he rei 77
The Lord! how glorious is his 159
THE Lord, how wondrous are 52
The Lord in heav'n hath fix'd his 6
The Lord, in vengeance drest 48
The Lord in Zion plac'd his na
THE Lord is come, the heav'ns
The Lord is God: 'tis he alone
The Lord is good, the Lord is
The Lord is just and kind
The Lord Jehovah reigns
The Lord Jehovah reigns
The Lord makes báre his arm
THE Lord my Shepherd is
The Lord of Glory builds his se
THE Lord of Glory is my light
THE Lord of Glory reigns; he 47
The Lord of Life this table spr 155
The Lord of old for Jacob fought 24
THE Lord on high proclaims 106
The Lord, our glory and defence 44
The Lord proclaims his pow'r
The Lord reveals his face
The Lord sits sov'reign on the
The Lord shall make him know 14
The Lord shall on my side enga 56
The Lord shall thy best hopes 69
The Lord supports our tott ring 75
The Lord takes pleasure in the 78
The Lord, that bruis'd the serpe 34
The Lord, that sits above the ski 2
The Lord, the highest God 89
The Lord their diffrent langua 114
THE Lord, the Judge, before his 25
THE Lord, the Judge, his chure 26
THE Lord, the sov reign King 53
THE Lord, the Sov'reign sends 26
The Lord, who sees the poor opp 6
The Lord will raise Jerusalem 51
The Lord with indignation hear 40
The love of gold be banish'd he 151
The lying tempter would persus 2
THE majesty of Solomon 143
THE man is ever blest
The manna came from lower sk 155
The manna, like a morning show 40
The man possess'd amongst the 150
The man that doth his neighbour 51
The man that durst despise 112
The man that in his furrow'd fe 67
The man that offers humble pra 26
The man that walks in pious wa 7
The man who sought the ways 94
The meek and humble souls shall 12
The meek at last the earth posse 20
THE mem'ry of our dying Lord 157
The men of grace have found 126
The men that keep thy law with 61
The men that know thy name 6
The men that love and fear thy 3
The mighty conq'ror shall appe 90
The mighty God, the wise, and 52
The more thy glories strike mi 134
The mountains shook like feight 58
The myst'ries of redeeming gra 92
Then all that love and fear the 65
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The nations thou hast made sha 43 THE promise of my Father's lo 154
Then at thy feet with awful fear 133 THE promise was divinely free 146
Then by an angel's midnight str 54 The proud have fram'd their sco 64
Thence he arose, ascending big 121 There all the heav'nly hosts are 133
Thence I derive a glimpse of 74 There are no acts of pardon pas 107
Thence they are huddled to the 94 There, as in some prophetic glass 37
Then come, receive my grace 108, There, bound in chains, the lio 138
Then, dearest Lord, in thine 144 There David's greater Son 66
Then did I raise a louder cry 73 There endless crowds of sinners 120
Then felt my soul the heavy lo 111 There everlasting spring abides 133
Then he adorn'd the upper skies 149 There from the bosom of my Go 122
Then his high praise shall fill 78 There grow thy saints in faith 47
Then how the frighted sinners 55 There guilty ghosts of Adam's
Then I arise, and search the 103 There his full glories shine
Then I confess'd my troubled 16, There I behold, with sweet deli 151
The night is witness to my tears 74 THERE is a house not made wi 110
Then in the hist'ry of my age 36 THERE is a land of pure delig 133
Then in the Lord let Isr'el frust 68 There's a new heav'n begun 9
Then I repeat, and vex my soul 124 There's an inheritance divine 94
Then let his pride advance 9 There is a stream whose gentle 24
Then let me make the Lord my 20, There's full redemption at his th 69
Then let my soul march boldly 135 There's none can know the Fath 91
Then let our humble faith addr 113 There's none of all my sons abo 43
Then let our songs abound 126 There I would vie with all the 133
Then let our souls adore our 91 There, mighty God, thy words de 42
Then let our souls in Zion dwe 133 There's not a sparrow or a wor 140
Then let the children of the sai 111 There's nothing round this spa 122
Then let the king on God alone 12 There, on a green and flow ry 130
Then let the last loud trumpet 121 There on a high majestic thron 126
Then let the name of Christ our 130 There, on the cursed tree 156
Then let the sov'reigns of the gl 143 There our exalted Saviour reig 135
Then let the world forbear its ra 54 There Persia glorious to behold 36
Then man to daily labour goes 53 There Satun the first sinner lies 128
The noble and the base
41 There shall his sacred Spirit dw 91
The northern pole and southern 44 There shall I bathe my weary 133
Then shall he make his justice 112 There shall I offer my requests
Then shall I love thy gospel mor 64 There shall I wear a starry cro 135
Then shall I see, and hear, and 47 There shall we drink full drau 123
Then shall I see thy lovely face 90 There shall we see his face 126
Then shall my cheerful pow'rs re 3 There shall we sit, and sing, and 137
Then shall my heart have inwar 61 There shed thy choicest loves 116
Then shall my soul no more com 74 There ships divide their watʼry: 53
Then shall our love and joy be 99 There streams of endless pleasur 8
Then shall our active spirits mo 125 There the dark earth and dismal 25
Then shall the flocking nations 32 There the great Monarch of the 42
Then shall the Lord a refuge pro 5 There the Redeemer sits
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Then shall the nations know 41 There the rich bounties of our 156
Then shall they rule with iron 78 There they could find no leading 55
Then shall thy neighbour next 111 There the young seeds of thoug 72
Then shall we shine before thy 46 There to fulfil his sweet comma 137
Then should the earth's old pil 132 THERE was an hour when Chri 91
Then should we see the saints 132 There, where my blessed Jesus 135
Then spake the Saviour, Lo, I'm 21 There would I find a settled rest 13
Then swift and dreadful she de 120 The rich have statues well ador 59
Then they might fight, and rage 123 The righteous Lord loves righte 6
Then to his new commands 112 The righteous, with a joyful sen 56
Then to the Lord they raise 55, 56 The rising morning can't assur 121
Then to thy throne, victorious 125 The rock of Israel ever lives
Then was the great salvation spr 22 The rolling sun, the changing li 11
Then while ye hear my heart-str 93 The root of David here we find 92
Then why, my soul, these sad 128 The royal sinners bound in chai 78
Then what my thoughts design 107 The sacred truths his lips prono 43.
Then will he own my worthless 109 The sacred words impart
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Then will I make thy mercy kno 28 The saints from his propitious 143
Then will I raise my tuneful voi 18 The saints on earth and all the 150
Then will I say, My God, thy po 46 The saints shall dourish in his 36
Then will I teach the world thy 23 The saints shall mount on eagle 96
The oath and promise of the Lo 115 The saints, unable to contain
The op'ning heav'ns around me 130 The saint that triumphs o'er his 98
The orders of thy house
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The pains, and groans, and dyin 126 The scribe and angry priest ·60
The pangs of our expiring Lord 35 The scoffer owns thy hand, and 67
The passions of my hope and fea 15 The sea and sky must perish too 123.
The pastures smile in green arra 32 These are the joys he lets us 105
The patient soul, the lowly mind 68 These are the men, the pious rac 14
The peaceful gates of heav'nly 142 The second Adam shall restore 101
The pity of the Lord
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The plants of grace shall ever 47 These are a portion of his ways 153
The pleasures that allure our 141 These are the wounds for you I 159.
The pow'rs of hell agree 109 THESE glorious minds, how bri 97
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76 The worlds of nature and of gra 89
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150 The wretch that deals in sly de 51
33 They broke the cov'nant of his 40
13 They can't redeem one hour fro
This is your portion at my han 150
67 This life's a dream, an empty sh 9
75 This man at humble distance
This mortal life decays apace
This northern isle, our native
This remedy did wisdom find
This shall be known when we
This shall his humble foll'wers 35
This shall invite thy saints to pr 16
This Sodom felt, and feels it sti 124
This soul-reviving wine
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THIS spacious earth is all the 14
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These lively hopes we owe 142,The words of his extensive love 111 This is the spouse of Christ our 105
These on my heart are still imp 72 The work, O Lord, is thine 60 THIS is the word of truth and 147
These on my heart by night I ke 73 The works and wonders which 149
These temples of his grace
These weapons of the holy war
The shadow of thy wings
The shining worlds above
The smilings of thy face
The softest couch that nature
The soften'd ridges of the field
The sons of earth and sons of he
The sons of good old Jacob seem 39 They die in Jesus, and are bless 93
The sons of violence and lies 29 They dread thy glitt 'ring tokens
The sorrows of the mind
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The soul that seeks me shall ob 108 They find access at ev'ry hour 116 This the old rebel angels knew 124
The sov'reign King of kings 118 They first their own burnt-off'r 117 This was compassion like a God 155
The sov'reign will of God alone 108 They fly like chaff before the wi 18 This was my comfort when I
The spacious earth and spreadin 129 They give a loose to wild desir 107 Those are the prayers of the sai 89
The sparrow builds herself a nes 42 They go from strength to streng 42 Those heaps of wrath, by slow 98
The sparrow chooses where to 41 They groan'd, and curs'd him on 19 Those holy gates for ever bar 110
The sparrow, for her young 42 They hate me, Lord, without a 65 Those soft, those blessed feet of 138
The Spirit takes delight to view 109 They hate my soul without a cau 34 Those that in wealth and pleasu 66
The Spirit, like a peaceful dove 114 They hate th appearance of a lie 96 Those that on earth my name 46
The Spirit, like some heav'nly 108 They have drawn out the threat' 20 Those wand'ring cisterns in the 33
The Spirit shall descend and sh 22 They know not, Lord, nor will 41 Those watchful eyes that never 152
The Spirit wrought my faith and 93 They leave their native shores 55 Thou art a God, before whose si 3
The starry curtains of the sky 51 They love the road that leads to Thou art all fair, my bride, to 104
The starry heav'ns thy rule obe 62 They mark'd the footsteps that 147 Thou art my everlasting trust 36
The strings that twine about 140 They mourn their follies past 16 Thou art my God, my only hope 20
The sun shall see his offspring 44 They plant their snares to catch 18 THOU art my portion, O my God 61
The sun supplies the day with li 70 They put thy judgments from 6 Thou art the earnest of his love 117
The sure provisions of my God 13 They saw him cleave the mighty 40 Thou art the sea of love
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The swallow near the temple li 128 They saw the plagues on Egypt 40 Thou didst divide the raging sea 38
The swelling billows know their 53 They saw thy wonders wrought 55 Though all created light decay 19
The swelling tide had stopt our 66 They say, The Lord nor sees nor 47 Though dragons all around us
The sword, the pestilence, or fire 46 They scorn to seek our golden 131 Though greedy worms devour
The terror of one frown of thine 30 They shall be seiz'd with sad sur 29 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit 28
The testimonies of thy grace 61 They shall be taken from my si 98 Though in ourselves deform'd 102
The things so long foretold 2 They shall find rest that learn 113 Though in the dust I lay my head 8
The thirsty ridges drink their 611 33 They sow the fields, and trees 56 Though I walk through the gloo 13
The thunder of that dismal wor 142 They taste of all the joys that 131 Though once he bow'd his feeb 104
The thunder of his sharp rebuke 39 They that would grow divinely 57 Though saints to sore distress 5
The thunders of his hand
153 They thirst; and waters from 54 Though seed lie buried long in 67
The tongue, that most unruly 151 They tread my honour to the dus 35 Though 'tis thy chief delight to 12
The tree of life adorns the board 158 They turn'd their eyes away 116 Though while he treads his glori 57
The tree of life, that near the 155 They watch to do their neighbo 26 Thou givest me the lot
The trees of life immortal stand 123 They'll waft us sooner o'er 46 THOU God of love, thou ever
The troubled conscience knows 146 They wrest my words to mischief 29 Thou great and good, thou just 31
THE true Messiah now appears 122 They wound his head, his hands 13 Thou hast begun to set us free
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The tumult of my thoughts 14 Thine ancient family, the Jews 156 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of 61
The tumults of my thought -38 Thine anger, like a pointed dart 23 Thou hast prepar'd this dying 157
The types bore witness to his 147 Thine anger turns our frame to 45 Thou hast redeem'd our souls fro 94
The unbelieving world shall 101 Thine arrows stick within mine 20 Thou hast redeem'd our souls wi 89
The unveil'd glories of his face 97 Thine arrows through the skies 39 Thou hast secur'd my soul from 38
The veil of night is no disguise 72 Thine eyes did all my limbs sur 72 Thou lovely chief of all my jo 142
The various months thy goodne 33 Thine eye with nicest care surv 73 Thou spread'st the curtains of 106
"The vengeance to your follies 107 Thine hand shall find out all his 12 Thou sun with dazzling rays
The vices of the mind he heals 52 Thine honour shall for ever be 136 Thou sun with golden beams
The virgin's promis'd Son is bo 92 THINK, mighty God, on feeble 45 THOU whom my soul admires 102
The virtue of his sov'reign word 4 Think of the tribes so dearly bo 38 Thou wilt arise and show thy
"The vital savour of his name 112 Think, O my soul, the dreadful 132 Thou wilt display that sov'reign 7
THE voice of my beloved soun 103 Think on the cov'nant thou hast 38 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to 6
The volume of my Father's gra 144 This awful God is ours
126 Thou wilt regard my cries 29
The want of sight she well supp 146 This flesh of mine might learn 140 Thou wilt reveal the path of life 8
The watchmen join their voice 91 This golden lesson short and pl 97 Thrice happy man! thy Maker's 46
The waters saw thee, mighty God 39 This holy bread and wine 154 THRICE happy man, who fears 57
The waves lay spread beneath his 5 This infant is the mighty God 92 Thron'd on a cloud our God sha 25
The waves of swelling grief-137 This is my body, broke for sin 154 Through all his ancient works 153
The waves of trouble how they 137 This is the comfort I enjoy 64 Through all his works his wisd 153
The wealthy sinner he contemns 7THIS is the day the Lord hath 60 Through all the dangers of the 121
The whole creation can afford 117 This is the field where hidden 144 THROUGH ev'ry age, eternal 45
The whole creation join in one 101 This is the folly of their way 25 Through every age the Lord dec 70
The whole discourse, when neigh 6 This is the glorious day - 60 Through fields, and towns, and 54
The wicked borrows of his frien 20 This is the grace that lives and 127 Through seas and storms of dee 142
The wicked shall his triumph see 57 This is the Judge that ends the 144 Through the wide air the weigh 98
The wicked shall sink down to 5 This is the light prepar'd to shi 93 Through the whole earth his rei 57
The widow and the fatherless 34 This is the man did once pretend 13 Through this vain world he gui 71
The wild young lions, pinch'd 18 This is the man did rise and take 13 Through wat'ry deeps and fiery 33
The wings of ev'ry hour shail 74 This is the Man, th' exalted Ma 138 Thus arm'd, he sent the champi 148
The woman's seed shall be my 110 This is the man whose happy 68 Thus, by thy judgments, mighty 5
THE wonders, Lord, thy love has 22 This is the pillar of our hope 96 Thus did eternal love begin
THE wond'ring world inquires 104
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THUS did the sons of Abra'm 145 THY mercies fill the earth, O Lo 62 'Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as 153
Thus doth th' eternal Spirit ow 147 Thy mercy stretches o'er mine 31'Tis his almighty love
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Thus doth the Lord of heav'n 92 Thy morning light and ev'ning "Tis like the oil divinely sweet 69
THUS far the Lord hath led me 105 THY name, almighty Lord
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Thus God the Father, God the 160 Thy name is writ in fairest lin
Thus glorious in the Maker's 149 Thy noblest wonders here we
Thus guarded by th' Almighty 54 Thy pow'r and glory works wi
Thus he supports his cruel thro 150 Thy pow'r assisis their tender Tis not by works of righteous 111
Thus in the great Messiah's nam 34 Thy pow'r hath form'd, thy wis Tis not for such poor worms as 125
Thus in the name of Christ the 9 Thy pow'r the whole creation 'Tis not the blood which Aaron 145
THUS I resolv'd before the Lor 21 Thy praise more constant than TIS not the law of ten comma 145
Thus later saints, eternal King 112 Thy precepts make me truly wis Tis pleasant as the morning de 69
Thus let our flaming zeal empl 120 Thy precepts often I survey 'Tis pleasant to believe thy gra 111
Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow 12 Thy promises are true
47 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee 60
Thus Lydia sanctifed her hous 112 Thy providence is kind and larg 19 'Tis sov'reign mercy finds us
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Thus might I hide my blushing 122 Thy righteousness is deep and 36 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is 60
Thus on the heav'nly hills
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69 Thy saints attend with ev'ry gr 159 Tis thro' the purchase of his
THUS saith the first, the great 111 Thy saints in all this glorious 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall 41
THUS saith the high and lofty 107 Thy sceptre well becomes his 'Tis to his care we owe our bre 34
Thus saith the Lord, how false 48 Thy scorn derides their feeble 'Tis with a mournful pleasure
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THUS saith the Lord, The spac 26 Thy seed shall make all nations Tis written in thy great decree 22
THUS saith the Lord, Your wor 21 Thy shining grace can cheer 139 To all that's good averse and 100
THUS saith the mercy of the 112 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lo To all the Isle his laws are she 76
THUS saith the Ruler of the sk 137 Thy sure defence, through natio To bring the glorious news 89
THUS saith the wisdom of the 108 Thy sword shall give my foes 31 To Christ th' anointed King 162
Thus shall their mighty bliss re 97 Thy threat'nings wake lay slum To craggy hills ascends the goat 53
Thus shall the men that hate the 68 Thy throne eternal ages stood 133 To David and his royal seed
Thus shall the nations be destr 95 Thy throne, O God, for ever sta 23 To-day attend his voice
Thus shall the vengeance of the 30 Thy thunder shall affright the pr 6 To-day he rose and left the dead 60
Thus shall the wond'ring natio 32 Thy truth and justice I'll procl To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy 57
Thus shall they learn in God alo 40 Thy vict'ries and thy deathless To God I cried when troubles
Thus shall this moving engine 122 Thy voice to me sounds ever
TO God I cried with mournful
Thus shall we best proclaim ab 114 Thy voice with terror in the so TO God I made my sorrows kno 73
Thus th' appointed Lamb must 150 Thy walls are strength, and at TO God the Father, God the Son 160
THUS the eternal Father spake 56 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine TO God the Father's throue 161
THUS the great Lord of earth 56 Thy winged troops, O God of 123 TO God the great, the ever blest 54
Thus the Redeemer came 156 Thy wondrous blood, dear dyin 128 TO God the only wise
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Thus they are bless'd; but if 56 Thy wonders to thy servants sh 46 To God the Son belongs
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Thus till my last expiring day 31 Thy word commands our flesh to 45 To God the Spirit's name 161
Thus to his Son he sware, and 43 Thy word I've hid within my 63 TO heav'n I lift my waiting eye
Thus to the parents and their 111 Thy word is everlasting truth 62 To heav'n they lift their hands
Thus we begin the lasting song 131 Thy word like silver seven times 7 To him be sacred all we have
Thus we engage ourselves to th 100 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often 6 TO Him that chose us first
Thus were the tribes from bond 54 Thy words the raging wind con 44 To him that wash'd us in his bl 156
Thus when on Aaron's head 69 Thy word with light and pow'r 38 To him the poor lift up their eye 17
Thus when our first release we 55 THY works of glory, mighty 56 To humble souls and broken hea 18
Thus when the night of death 106 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r 32 To Jesus let our praises rise 144
Thus when the saints in glory 96 Thy works with sov'reign glory 74 To Jesus our atoning priest
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Thus will he pour salvation dow 91 Till the day break, and shadows 103 To Lebanon he turns his voice 15
Thus will the flesh and spirit 148 Till God diffuse his graces dow 112 To meditate thy precepts, Lord 64
Thus will we mount on sacred 126 Till God in human flesh I see 149 TO our Almighty Maker, God
Thus, with my thoughts compos 3 Till God's own Son, descending 146 TO our eternal God
Thy all-surrounding sight sury 73 Till thou hast brought me to 105 To our Redeemer God
Thy awful glories round me shi 73 Time, like an ever-rolling strea 45 To praise the Father, and 78, 160
Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, th 122 TIME! what an empty vapour 131 Tormenting thirst shall leave 97
Thy changing seasons he ordain 76 Tir'd with the burdens of the day 3 To sit one day beneath thine eye 42
Thy children are secure and bl 76 Tis a broad land of wealth unk 62 To spend one sacred day
Thy chilaren from the strife of 16 'Tis all in vain, till God hath bl 67 To the dear fountain of thy blo 138
Thy church is in the desert now 40 'Tis a young heav'n of strange 156 To thee, and thee alone
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Thy counsels, Lord, shali guide 37 Tis but a few whose days amou 45 TO thee, before the dawning lig 61
Thy cruel thorns, thy shameful 159 'Tis but at best a narrow bound 127 To thee, dear Lord, our flesh 136
Thy foes in vain designs engage 133 TIS by the faith of joys to come 146 To thee I'll lift mine hands
Thy Father and thy God
Tis by the merits of thy death 149 TO thee, most holy and most hi 38
THY favours, Lord, surprise ou 129 Tis by thine aid our troops pre 10 To thee my spirits fly
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Thy glories infinitely rise
TIS by thy strength the mount 32 To thee ten thousand thanks we 142
Thy glorious deeds of ancient 'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my 95 To thee the voices of the young 5
Thy goodness grants whate'er Tis faith that changes all the 115 To thee, to thee, Almighty Lov 140
Thy goodness how divinely free Tis faith that conquers earth 116 To thee we owe our wealth, an 139
Thy grace shall dwell upon my 'Tis finish'd! our Immanuel cr 143 To the Great One in Three
Thy grace shall in the darkest 6 'Tis from his wat'ry stores on
Thy hand, in spite of all my foes 13 'Tis from the mercy of our God
Thy hand my heart and reins po 73 TIS from the treasures of his
Thy hands, dear Jesus, were 141] 'Tis God's inimitable hand
Thy hands have made my morta 65 Tis God that brings them safe
Thy hand shall on rebellious ki 98 'Tis God that lifts our comforts
Thy honours crown his head 4 "Tis good for me to wear the yo
Thy honours, O victorious King 95 Tis he adorn'd my naked soul
Thy justice shall maintain its 19 'Tis he, by his almighty grace
Thy law is ever in my sight 21 Tis he forgives thy sins
Thy laws, O God, are right 23] Tis he, my soul, that sent his
Thy light, and strength, and pa 154 'Tis he supports my mortal fra
Thy light and truth shall guide 22 Tis he that girds me with his
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90 Touch'd with a sympathy with 113
65 Touch mine anointed, and my 54
93 To vindicate my words and the 106
110 To what a stubborn frame 135
52 Treasures of everlasting might 96
52 Tremble, my soul, and mourn 125
121 Tremble, my soul, and kiss the 128
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Trust in the Lord, for ever trust 91
Turn, turn thee to my soul
Turn, turn us, mighty God
TWAS by an order from the
'Twas by thy blood, immortal
Twas for my sins, my dearest
"Twas for the stubborn Jews 116
"TWAS for thy sake, eternal Go 35
TWAS from thy band, my God 72
'Twas he (and we'll adore his 127
'Twas he that cleans'd our foul 100
'Twas he this earth's foundation 51
'Twas he those dreadful tokens 70
Twas his own purpose that be 115
Twas his right hand that shap 134
'Twas in a most accepted hour 34
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"Twas mercy Gill'd the throne
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'Twas sin that hurl'd him from
'Twas then I paid that dreadful
TWAS the commission of our
"Twas the same love that spread 157
'Twas well, my soul, be died 127
'Twas Zion's king that stopt the 39
"Twere you, my sins, my cruel 139
"Twere you that pull'd the ven 139
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We bow before his face
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We chatter with a swallow's 100 What tho' the gates of hell with 60
We fly to our Eternal Rock 10 What tho' the hosts of death and 3
We, for whom God the Son ca 125 What tho' the prince of darkne 135
We, for whose sake all nature 125 | What tho' the rebels dwell on 91
We give our souls the wounds 150 What tho' the sorrows here they 18
We give thee, Lord, our highest 159 What tho' they flourish tall and 68
We give thee, sacred Spirit, pr 160 What tho' thine inward lusts 135
We honour our exalted King 146 What tho' your mighty guilt be 137
WELCOME, sweet day of rest 122 What tho' your num'rous sins 137
We leap for joy, we shout and 66 What, to be banish'd for my life 142
We learn Christ crucified 144 WHAT vain desires, and passio 93
We lick the dust, we grasp the 150 What wonders hath his wisdom 70
We live estrang'd afar from Go 151 What wonders shall thy gospel 57
Well be remembers all our sighs 11 When all our noblest pow'rs ar 160
Well, if our days must fly 46 WHENCE do mournful
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Well, if ye must be sad and few 127 Whence then should doubts and 132
Well, let the sea shrink all awa 123 When childless families despair 58
Well might the sun in darkness 122 When Christ his judgment-seat 78
Well, the kind minute must app 121 WHEN Christ to judgment shall 26
WELL, the Redeemer's gone 127 When Christ, with all his grace 132
Well, we shall quickly pass the 123 When desolation, like a flood
We long to see thy churches fu 157 When earthly cares engross the 140
WE love the Lord, and we ador 10 When earth was cover'd with 53
We raise our Father's name on 151 When envy, strife, and wars be 96
We raise our shouts, O God, to 127 When from his dreadful stores 76
We read the heav'nly word 144 When from the curse he set us 116
Were I in heav'n without my 37 When from the dead he rais'd 94
Were I inspir'd to preach and 115 When God in his own sov'reign 39
Were I possessor of the earth 139 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is 8
Were these the traitors dearest 136 When God makes up his last ac 43
Were the whole realm of natur 155 When God our leader shines in 10
We rev'rence our High Priest 146 WHEN God, provok'd with dari 56
We see the blood of Jesus shed 159 WHEN God restor'd our captive 67
We shall appear before the thro 159 WHEN God reveal'd his graciou 67
We shall be strong to run the 159 When God's almighty arm had 155
We should almost forsake our 132 When God's own Son is lifted
WE sing th' amazing deeds 158 When he adorn'd the skies
WE sing the glories of thy love 100
We sing thine everlasting Son
We touch, we taste the heav'nl 159
We wait to hear what God will 43
We walk by faith of joys to com 111
We will be slaves no more
We'll crowd thy gates with than 50
We would no longer lie
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When he redeem'd his chosen
When he reveals the book of li 140
When I'm afflicted, poor and lo 21
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When I behold death, hell, and 121
102 When I behold them press'd wit 73
What are the earth's wide king 39 When I behold thy works on hig 4
What curses doth the law deno 144 WHENT can read my title clea 133
WHAT diff'rent pow'rs of grac 148 When I can say, my God is min 123
What empty things are all the 139 When I confess'd my wand'ring 63
WHAT equal honours shall we 101 When I contend against their 107
Whate'er my fears or foes suggest 7 When I have learn'd my Father 63
What gifts, what miracles he ga 148 When I lie buried deep in dust 36
What glories were describ'd of 43 When in the form of mortal man 56
WHAT happy men or angels 97 WHEN in the light of faith div 140
What have I done for him that 121 WHEN Isr'el freed from Pharao 58
What if he means to show his
112 WHEN Isr'el's sins the Lord re 40
What if the springs of life were 37 When Isr'el was his church 50
What if to make his terror kno 112 When I survey the stars
What if we trace the globe aro 146 WHEN I survey the wond'rous 155
What if you rise before the sun 67 When I walk through the shades 13
What is the creature's skill or 76 WHEN I with pleasing wonder 73
WHAT mighty man, or mighty 95 When Justice, by our sins prov 155
What mighty nations, mighty 70 When kings against her join'd
What mighty storms of poison'd 125 When land is far, and death is
What mortal pow'r from things 100 WHEN men grow bold in sin
Wait on the Lord, ye sons of What noble fruit the vines prod 53 When midnight darkness veils
Wait on the Lord, ye trembling What pow'r can stand before thy 39 When my forgetful soul renews 124
Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sen What pow'r could make the deep 5S When nature sinks, and spirits 62
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11 What scenes of miracles they 134 When navies tall and proud
Was ever equal pity found 159 WHAT shall I render to my God 59] When once it enters to the mind 67
Was it for crimes that I 122, 136 WHAT shall the dying sinner do 96 When on my head huge sorrows 33
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Watch o'er my lips, and guard 73 What shall the wretch the sinn 132 When our obedient hands have
WE are a garden wall'd around 104 What shall we pay our heav'nly 156 WHEN overwhelm'd with grief 30
We are but sev'ral parts 154 What shall we pay th' eternal 157 WHEN pain and anguish seize 641
We are expos'd all day to die 23 What should I wish, or wait for 21 | When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the 54
We are his people, we his care 50 What sinners value I resign
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We are the poor, the blind, the 157 What sore temptations broke my 9 When shall my feet arise, and sta 9
WE bless the Lord, the just, the 34 What strange deliv'rance hast 38 When shall the day, dear Lord 124
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Upheld by thy commands
Upon the empty air
Up from my youth I bore the
Up to her courts with joys unkn
Up to the courts where angels 125
Up to the fields above the skies 132
UP to the fields where angels 128
Up to the heav'ns I send my cry
UP to the hills I lift mine eyes
Up to the hills, where Christ is
UP to the Lord that reigns on
UPWARD I lift mine eyes
Vain are his thoughts, his hopes 25
Vain are our fancies, airy flight 115
VAIN are the hopes that rebels 109
VAIN are the hopes the sons of 108
Vain are those artful shapes of 59
Vain hopes, and vain inventions 29
Vain is the strength of beasts or 17
VAIN man, on foolish pleasures 55
Vast are thy works, almighty Lo 53
Vengeance receiv'd the dread 137
Victorious God! what can we 159
Vile as the dross the wicked are 61
Vile wretches dare rehearse his 26
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When shall thy name, from sho WHO has believ'd thy word 116 With rage they persecute the ma 35
When sin and hell their force 74 WHO is this fair one in distress 105 | WITH rev'rence let the saints
When sinners fall the righteous 20 Who knows the errors of his tho 11 WITH songs and honours sound 76
When smiling mercy courts my 140 Who knows the wonders of thy 54 With speed he flew to my relief
When some were slain, the rest 40 Whole kingdoms shaken by the 32 With tender pity in his heart
When sore affictious press me
64 Whose hands are pure, whose he 8 With thanks approach his awful 48
When sorrow bows the spirit do 75 Who shall adjudge the saints to 92 With the same blessings, grace 111
WHEN strangers stand and he 105 WHO shall ascend thy heavenly 8 With vinegar they mock my thir 35
When streams of love from Chr 69 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill 7 With well-fed flesh and haughty 37
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When that illustrious day shall 97 Who shall pretend to teach him 152 With what divine and vast deli
WHEN the first parents of our 135 WHO shall the Lord's elect con 92 Wild and unwholesome as the 100
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WHEN the great Builder arch 124 WHO will arise and plead my ri 48 Will he for ever cast me off
Wilt thou for ever cast us off
WHEN the great Judge, supreme 5 Why did the Gentiles rage
When the last fire burns all thi 129 WHY did the Jews proclaim their 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hai
When they are sick his soul, 19 WHY did the nations join to slay 2❘ Wind, hail, and flashing fire
When thou against them dost en 12 WHY does your face, ye humb 137 Woe to the wretch that never
When threat'ning sorrows roun 18 Why do the men of malice rage 6 Wonder and pleasure tunes our 102
When through the desert Isr'el 99 WHY do the proud insult the po 25 Worthy for ever is the Lord - 94
When times grow dark, and tidin WHY do the wealthy wicked bo 20 Worthy is he that once was sla 102
When to thy throne I raise my Why doth he treat the poor with 25 Worthy the Lamb that died, the 101
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When troubles rise, and storms 15 WHY doth the man of riches gro 25 Wretches with hearts as hard as 35
When weaker Christians we des 113 WHY do we mourn departing fr 120 Wretch that I am to wander thus 124
WHEN we are rais'd from deep 100 Why do we then indulge our fear 97
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When we review our dismal fear 67 WHY has my God my soul forsoo 12 Ye angels, great in might
When will that glorious morni 152 Why is its beauty thus defac'd 41 YE angels round the throne 78, 161
WHERE are the mourners, sait 150 WHY is my heart so far from th 124 Ye birds of lofty wing
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Where'er he spreads his beams 11 Why, mighty Lord, thy saints in 95 Ye British isles, who read his lo 100
Where grace can neither incit 118 Why was I made to hear thy voi 157 Ye British lands rejoice
Where he displays his healing 37 Why will my father hide his face 12 Ye creeping ants and worms
Where is the shadow of that ro 102 Why will ye then frame wicked 41 Ye dying souls that sit
Where is thy promise to the just 44 Why should I make a man my tr 75 Ye flow ry plains, proclaim his
Where nothing dwelt but beasts 56 WHY should I vex my soul, and 19 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves
Where once thy churches pray'd 38 Why should my foolish passions 124 YE holy souls, in God rejoice
144 YE islands of the Northern sea
Where pleasure rolls its living 122 Why should my passions mix
Where promises and grace 118 WHY should the children of a 116 Ye judges of the earth, be wise
Where Satan reign'd in shades 147 WHY should this earth delight 152 Ye kings and judges, fear
WHERE shall the man be found 14 Why should thy bride appear li 102 Ye lions of the wood
WHERE shall we go to seek 69 WHY should we start and fear 126 Ye mountains near the skies
Where sin did reign and death 113 Why should we tremble to con 120 YE nations round the earth rejoi 50
Where vice has held its empire 151 Wide as his vast dominion lies 77 Ye perishing and naked poor 90
Which of the sons of Adam dare 58 Wide as the reach of Satan's rag 96 Ye planets, to his honour shine 134
Which of the stocks or stones 70 Wide as the world is thy comma 50 Ye saints employ your breath 160
While all his wond'rous works 53 WILL God for ever cast us off 38 Ye shall have flesh to please your 40
While all our hearts and all our 157 WITH all my pow'rs of heart 71 Yes, and before we rise
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While angels shout and praise 24 With an impartial hand, the Lord 9 Yes, and I must and will esteem 110
While at his table sits the King 102 WITH cheerful voice I sing 118 YE servants of th' Almighty Kin 58
While each receives his diff'rent 53 With Christ our Lord we share 100 | Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blo 121
While flesh and sense and passi 145 With dreadful glory God fulfils 32 Yes, my Beloved, to my sight
While God the Comforter 160 With early feet I love t' appear 31 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall
While grace is offer'd to the pri 96 WITH earnest longings of the 22 Yes, saith the Lord, now will I
While guilt disturbs and breaks 28 With ev'ry morning light 14 YE sons of Adam, vain and you 107
While haughty sinners die accur With eyes and ears they carve 59 Ye sons of God, oppose his rage 150
While he affords his aid
With flames they threaten to des 38 YE sons of men, a feeble race
While he is absent from our sig With heart and eyes and lifted 31 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try
While here our various wants With heav'nly weapons I have 94 YE sons of pride that hate the ju 25
While hypocrites and liars fly With herbs and plants (a flow'r 149 Ye sons of pride, that kindle co 150
While I conceal'd my guilt
With his rich gifts the heav'nly 42 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pi 77
While I destroy'd their foes
With hoary fröst he strews the Yes, we will praise thee, dearest 136
WHILE I keep silence, and con WITH holy fear and humble so Yes, you must bow your stately 131
While I my inward guilt suppre 16 With humble faith I wait
Yet did his sov'reign grace forgi 40
While Jesus shines with quick' 128 With humble love address the So 2 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye 47
While Jews on their own law re 149 With insolence and fury they
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While like a tide our minutes 123 Within thy churches, Lord
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WHILE men grow bold in wick 19 Within thy circling pow'r I stan 72 Yet feith may triumph o'er the 90
While multitudes of mournful 48 Within thy presence, Lord 30 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious 125
While of thy works I sing 10 Within thy secret presence, Lor 16 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and 35
While once upon this lower gr 155 With inward gust their heart 116 Yet have we not forgot our God 23
While sinners do thy gospel wr With inward pain my heart-strin 29 YE that delight to serve the Lord 58
While such a scene of sacred jo 123 With joy let Judah stand
25 YE that obey th' immortal King 69
While the eternal Three
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While time his sharpest teeth 152 With joy the mother views her 58 Yet if my God prolong my breath 8
While tyrants are a smarting sco 67 WITH joy we meditate the gra 113 Yet if some proper hour appear 21
While we have breath, or use our 124 With joy we tell the scoffing ag 158 Yet if the humbled nation mourn 56
While with my heart and tongue 1 With living bread, and gen'rous 103 Yet if thy sov'reign hand let loo 12
While wretched we, like worms 131 With longing eyes thy creatures 75 Yet I have found, 'tis good for
Whilst others starve the nobler 140|With looks and hearts serene 89 Yet I may plead with humble cri 21
Whilst with a melting broken 141 WITH my whole heart I'll raise 5 Yet in the midst of death and gri 51
White is his soul, from blemish 104 WITH my whole heart I've sou 63 Yet 'tis his inward thought and 25.
White lilies all around appear 132 With names of virtue she decei 149 Yet I was kept from full despair 37
WHO can describe the joys that 109 | With pitying eyes, the Prince of 136 | Yet I would not be much conce 140
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Yet, mighty God, our feeble fra 120
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Yet, mighty God! our fleeting 131
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Yet, saith the Lord, should natu 97
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