6 For fovereign power reigns not alone, WATTS Plalm LXIII. Common Metre. [* For the Lord's Day Morning. I hafte to seek thy face; God, without delay, 2 So pilgrims, on the fcorching fand, Long for a cooling ftream at hand, 4 Not all the bleffings of a feaft 6 Thus, till my laft expiring day, WATTL ། Pfalm LXIII. Long Metre. [X] The Love of God and his Worship. REAT God, indulge my humble claim, Thy fon, thy fervant, bought with blood 3 With heart and eyes and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look; As travellers, in thirsty lands, WATTS. Plaim LXIII. Short Metre. Delight in Divine Worship. Y God, permit my tongue mine; And let my early cries prevail, 2 Within thy churches, Lord, No joy can be compar'd with this, 6 The fhadow of thy wings I follow where my Father leads, WATTS. Pfalm LXIV. Six Line L. M. In a Time of Infurrection. [[]] LORD, to our request give ear, And free our fouls from hoftile fear For crafty men, of impious mind, (Their powers in fecret league combin❜d) With factious rage their plots devife, And vent their malice, mix'd with lies. 2 Behold the flaughter-breathing throng, Whet like a fword their threat'ning tongue, And bend their bows, to fhoot their darts Against the men of upright hearts : In works of mifchief they agree, And vainly think that none fhall fee. 3 But, wretches, whither will ye fly? Behold the arrow from on high Defcends, and bears upon its wing The wrath of heaven's offended King! Your flanders on yourfelves fhall fall, Hated, defpis'd, and fhunn'd by all. 4 The world fhall then God's power confefs, His wifdom, love and righteoufnefs; And men fhall fee, with rev'rend thought, The wonders that his hand hath wrought; Whilst all fhall own his dealings juft, The righteous in his name fhall truft. TATE and MERRICK, united and varied. Palm LXV. First Part. L. M. [*] Fuzion waits, thy chofen, feat Our promis'd altars there we'll raife, 4 Bleft is the man, who, near thee plac'd, TATT Pfalm LXV. Sec. Part. C. M. [*] Divine Providence in Air, Earth, and Sea. IS by thy ftrength the mountains stand, The fea grows calm at thy command, Thy plenteous fruits make harveft glad, 3 Seafons and times, and moons and hours, A Thofe wandering cifterns in the sky, 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, Thy ways abound with bleffings ftill, WATTS. Pfalm LXV. Third Part. C. M. [X] Fruitful Seafons. OD is the Lord, the heavenly King, Vifits the paftures every Spring, And bids the grafs appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high, Their war'ry bleflings from the fky, |