3 The foften'd ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring ; The vallies rich provision yield, The grateful labourers fing. 4 The little hills on every side Rejoice at falling showers ; Perfume the air with flowers. Promise a joyful crop ; Revive 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. WATTS. Psalm LXV. ' Long Metre. [X] A New Version. TAY HY praise, O God, in Zion waits ; All flesh shall crowd thy sacred gates, To offer facrifice and prayer, And pay their willing homage there. '? What though iniquity prevail, And feeble flesh be prone to fail ; away. 3 Bleft is the man approv'd by thee, And brought thy holy courts to see ! Shail largely feast his longing mind. 4 Great God, by thy Almighty hard Tac crerlailing mountains liand : And every storm and every flood Obey thy all commanding nod. Fill the wide earth with fad surprise ; Rising and setting suns rejoice. Confess thee, Father of the year. 7 The flocks which graze the mountain's brow, JACOB KIMBALL. Plaim LXVI. First Part. Divine Power and Goodness. Address a cheerful song ; And joy the notes prolong. How glorious are his ways ! The sea his voice obeys, Whilst lfrael pass’d the flood ; A guardian in their God. Ye faints fulfil his praise ; And guides our doubtful ways. C. M. (*) NOW. 5 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suffering fouls, To make our graces shine ; The metal to refine. We march at thy command ; Led to possess the promis'd place, By thy unerring hand. WATTS. Psalm LXVI. Second Part. C. M. [*] Praise to God for bearing Prayer, JOW shall my folemn vows be paid To that Almighty Power ; Who heard the long requests I made In my distressful hour. To make his mercies known; The wonders he hath done. 3 If fin lay cover'd in my heart, When praise employ'd my tongue, The Lord had shewn me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. Has set my spirit free ; WATTS. Universal Praise. , ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy church to line. 2 That fo thy gracious way May thro’ the world be known; Whilft diftant lands their homage pay, And thy falvation own. 3 Let all the nations join To celebrate thy fame; To praise thy glorious name. 4 O let them shout and fing, In humble, pious mirth; TATE, Praim LXVIII. T.Part. 6 Line L. M.[1. The Justice and Compallica of God. put his enemies to flight ; So fhall his fainting foes expire. Praise him, ye nations, in your song ; Ye saints rejoice before his face. 3 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in fliarp distress ; His wond'rous name and power rehearse, Watte. Plalm LXVIII. ver. 17, 18. S.P. L. M.[*] Compared with Ephes. iv. 8, 9, 10. Ten thousand angels filld the sky ; Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there And struck the chosen tribes'with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell, He sent his promis'd Spirit down, WATTS. Plalm LXVIII. Third Part. L. M, [*] Praise for Divine Care and Goodness. Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads us with his rich supplies. W |