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5 Then blefs'd for ever be my God,
Who never, when I pray,
With-holds his mercy from my foul,
Nor turns his face away.

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blefs thy chofen race,
In mercy, Lord, incline;

And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy faints to shine :

2 That fo thy wond'rous way
May through the world be known;
Whilft diftant lands their tribute pay,
And thy falvation own.

To celebrate thy fame;

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Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise thy glorious name.

O let them fhout and fing,
Diffolv'd in pious mirth;

For thou the righteous Judge and King,
Shalt
govern all the earth.

Let diff'ring nations join

To celebrate thy fame;

Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise thy glorious name.

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Then God upon our land

Shall conftant bleffings fhower;

And all the world in awe shall stand

Of his refiftlefs power.

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AVE mercy on us, Lord,
And grant to us thy grace:
To fhew to us, do thou accord,
The brightness of thy face.

That all the earth may know
The way to godly wealth:
And all the nations here below
May fee thy faving health.

Let all the world, O God,
Give praise unto thy name:
And let the people all abroad

Extol and laud the fame.

Throughout the world fo wide
Let all rejoice with mirth;

For thou with truth and right doft guide

The nations of the earth.

Let all the world, O God,

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Give praise unto thy name;
And let the people all abroad
Extol and laud the fame.

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Then fhall the earth increase,

Great ftore of fruit shall fall,

And then our God, the God of peace,
Shall ever blefs us all.

O God your voice in anthems raise;
Jehovah's awful name he bears;
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In him rejoice, extol his praise,
Who rides upon high-rolling fpheres.

2 Him, from his empire of the skies,
To this low world, compaffion draws,
The orphan's claim to patronize,
And judge the injur'd widow's cause.

3 For benefits each day bestow'd,
Be daily his great name ador'd;
He is our Saviour and our God,
Of life and death the fov'reign Lord.

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HOM then in heaven, but thee alone, Have I, whofe favour I require? Throughout the fpacious earth there's none That I befides thee can defire.

2 My trembling flesh and aking heart,
May often fail to fuccour me;
But God fhall inward strength impart,
And my eternal portion be.

3 For they that far from thee remove, Shall into fudden ruin fall:

If after other Gods they rove,

Thy vengeance fhall destroy them all.

4 But as for me, 'tis good and just That I fhould ftill to God repair;

In him I always put my truft,

And will his wond'rous works declare.

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PSALM LXXVII. O. V.

Will regard and think upon
The working of the Lord:
And all his wonders past and
I gladly will record.

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2 Yea, all his works I will declare,
And what he did devife:

To tell his facts I will not fpare,
And all his counsels wife.

3 Thy works, O Lord, are all upright,
And holy all abroad:

What one hath strength to match the might
Of thee, the Lord our God?

4 Thou art a God that doft forth fhow
Thy wonders every hour:
And fo doft make thy people know
Thy virtue and thy power.

PSALM LXXXIV.

I GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord,
How lovely is the place,

Where thou, enthron'd in glory, fhew'st
The brightness of thy face!

2 My longing foul faints with defire
To view thy bleft abode;

My panting heart and flesh cry out
For thee the living God.

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3 O Lord of hosts, my King and God,
How highly bleft are they,
Who in thy temple always dwell,
And there thy praise display!

4 Thrice happy they, whofe choice has thee
Their fure protection made;
Who long to tread the facred
That to thy dwelling lead!

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5 For God, who is our fun and fhield,
Will grace and glory give;
And no good thing will he with-hold
From them that justly live.

PSALM

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LXXXIV. O. Y.

TOW pleafant is thy dwelling-place,
O Lord of Hofts, to me?

The tabernacles of thy grace,
How pleafant, Lord, they be!

2 My foul doth long full fore to go
Into thy courts abroad;

My heart and flesh cry out also
For thee the living God.

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3 Oh they be blessed that may
Within thy house always:
For they all times thy facts do tell,
And ever give thee praife.

4 Yea, happy fure likewife are they,
Whofe ftay and strength thou art:
Who to thy house do mind the
And feek it in their heart.

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