5 The faints fhall flourish in his days, Dreft in the robes of joy and praife; Peace, like a river, from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown.
Pfalm LXXII. Second Part. L, M. [*] The Kingdom of Chrif.
ESUS fhall reign, where'er the fun Does his fucceffive journies run; His kingdom ítretch from shore to shore, Till moons fhall wax and wane no more. 2 Through him fhall endlefs prayers be made, And praises throng to crown his head; His name, like fweet perfume, fhall rife With every daily facrifice.
3 From north to fouth fhall princes meet, To pay their homage at his feet; And barbarous nations, at his word, Submit and bow, and own their Lord. 4 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love, with grateful fong; And infant voices fhall proclaim Their early bleflings on his name. 5 Bleffings abound where'er he reigns, The prifoner leaps to lose his chains; The weary find eternal rest,
And all the fons of want are bleft. 6 Where he difplays his healing power, The fting of death is known no more; In him the fons of Adam boast
More bleflings than their father loft.
7 Let every creature rife and bring Peculiar honours to our King; Angels defcend with fongs again, And earth repeat the long Amen.
Plaim LXXII. Third Part. L. M. [
Divine Influence compared to Rain.
Showers on meadows newly mown, Our God fhall fend his spirit down; Eternal Source of grace divine,
What foul refreshing drops are thine! 2 Lands which beneath a burning fky Have long been defolate and dry, Th' effufions of his love fhall fhare, And fudden life and verdure wear. The dews and rains in all their ftore, Watering the paftures o'er and o'er, Are not fo copious as that grace Which fanctifies and faves our race.
4 As in foft filence, vernal fhowers Defcend and cheer the fainting flowers; So in the fecrecy of love,
Falls the bleft influence from above.
5 That heavenly influence let me find, In holy filence of the mind;
Whilit every grace maintains its bloom, Diffufing wide its rich perfume.
6 Nor let these bleffings be confia'd To me, but pour'd on all mankind; Till all the waftes in verdure rife, And a new Eden blefs our eyes.
Pfalm LXXIII. Firft Part. L. M. [b]
LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn and murmur and repine; To fee the wicked plac'd on high,
And pride in robes of honour fhine. 2 To fathom this, my thoughts I bent, But found the cafe too hard for me; Till to the houfe of God I went, Then I their end did plainly fee. 3 However high advanc'd, they all On flippery places loosely ftand; Thence into ruin headlong fall, Caft down by thine Almighty hand. 4 Their fancied joys, how faft they flee! Juft like a dream when man awakes; Their fongs of fofteft harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. 5 But ftill thy prefence me fupplied, And thy right hand directs my way; Thy counfels, Lord, fhall be my guide To realms of peace and endless day.
Plaim LXXIII. Sec. Part. C. M. [*]
OD, my fupporter and my hope, My help forever near;
Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When finking in despair.
2 Thy counfels, Lord, fhall guide my feet Through this dark wildernefs;
Thy hand conduct me near thy feat, To dwell before thy face.
3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilft this earth is my abode,' I long for none but thee.
What if the fprings of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint ?
God is my foul's eternal rock,
The ftrength of every faint. 5 Behold, the finners who remove Far from thy prefence, die ; Not all the idol gods they love, Can fave them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my fweet employ;
My tongue fhall found thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy.
laim LXXIV. ver. 12, 17. C. M. [*
ARENT of nature, GOD fupreme, Thy works are great and good; All nature manifefts thy name, The fky, the earth, the flood. 2 Thine is the cheerful day, and thine The dark return of night;
Thou haft prepar'd the fun to fhine,
And every feebler light.
By thee each region of the earth In perfect order ftands;
The glowing fouth, the frozen north Obey thy fix'd commands,
4 Thou didft divide th' Egyptian fea, By thy refiftiefs might;
To make thy tribes a wondrous way, And then fecure their flight. 5 At thy command, the folid rock Pour'd water from its fide; And thou didst lead thy chofen flock Through Jordan's parting tide. 6 If nature owns its fovereign Lord, We would obey thy will;
And whilft we truft thy faithful word, We fing thy praises still.
WATTS and TATE, with Variation and Addition.
Pfalm LXXV. Long Metre. [*]
Power of Government from God alone. (Applied to the American Revolution.) O thee, moft holy and most high, We render thanks and fing thy praise; Thy works declare thy name is nigh, Thy works of wonder and of grace. 2 To bondage doom'd, thy free-born fons Beheld their foes indignant rife;
And, fore opprefs'd by earthly thrones, Appeal'd to him who rules the skies. 3 Then, mighty God, with equa lpower Arofe thy vengeance and thy grace, To drive their legions from our fhore, And fave the men who fought thy face 4 Let haughty princes fink their pride, Nor lift fo high their fcornful head; But lay their impious thoughts afide, And own the powers which God has made
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