3 Through all his ancient works
Surprising wisdom shines,
Confounds the powers of hell,
And breaks their curs'd designs.
Strong is his arm,
And shall fulfil
His great decrees,
His sovereign will.
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 powers,
And praise the Lord.

PSALM 115. L. M.
Gloucester, Bath.

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Perfections of God, and vanity of idols. 6
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, [long?
Say, "Where's the God you've serv'd so
3 The God we serve maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the skies;
Through all the earth his will is done,
He knows our groans, he hears.our cries.
4 But the vain idols they adore
Are senseless shapes of stone and wood;
At best a mass of glittering 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 offerings 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.]
O Israel, 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 power to save.
PSALM 135. C. M.

OT to ourselves, who are but dust,

49} St. Asaphs, Devizes, Arlington.

Perfections of God, and vanity of idols. 1AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, Your sweetest passions raise,

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Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.

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.

3 Heaven, earth and sea confess his hand;
He bids the vapours rise;
Lightning and storm at his command,
Sweep through the sounding skies.
4 All power, that gods or kings have
Is found with him alone; claim'd,
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 showers of rain?
In vain they worship glittering dust,
[Their gods have tongues that cannot
And pray to gold in vain.

7

2

Such as their makers gave: [talk,
Their feet were ne'er design'd to walk,
Nor hands have power to save.
Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
Mortals, that wait for their relief,
Nor hear when mortals pray ;
Are blind and deaf as they.]
Ye saints, adore the living God,

Serve him with faith and fear;
He makes the churches his abode,
And claims your honours there.

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PSALM 115. P. M.
Walworth, New 50th.
Perfections of God, and vanity of idols.
NOT to our names, thou only just and true,
Not to our worthless names is glory due;
Thy power and grace, thy truth and justice claim
Immortal honours to thy sovereign name; [abode.
Shine through the earth from heaven thy blest
Heaven is thy higher court; there stands thy throne;
Nor let the heathen say," And where's your God?"
And through the lower worlds thy will is done.
Our God fram'd all this earth, these heavens
he spread,

But fools adore the gods their hands have made:
The kneeling crowd, with looks devout, behold'
Their silver saviours, and their saints of gold.
3 [Vain are those artful shapes of eyes and ears;
The molten image neither sees nor hears:
Their hands are helpless, nor their feet can move;
They have no speech, nor thought, nor power, nor
fove;

Yet sottish mortals make their long complaints
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,
With tools of iron carve the senseicss stock,
Lopt from a tree, or broken from a rock :
People and priests drive on the solemn trade,
And trust the gods that saws and hammers made.]
5 Be heaven and earth amaz'd! Tis hard to say
Which are more stupid, or their gods or they.
O Israel, 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 thine heavenly shield.

Power of God.
THE Almighty Lord!
How matchless is his power!
Tremble, O earth, beneath his word,
And all the heavens 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.
5 The arms of mighty love
Defend our Zion well;
And heavenly mercy walls us round
From Babylon and hell.

3 Salvation to the King

Who sits enthron'd above:
Thus we adore the God of might,
And bless the God of love.

Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, 8 Proclaim him King,pronounce him blest; Akin to dust and worms! 4 Lord, what is worthless man,

That thou shouldst love him so! Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below.

5 Thine honours crown his head, While beasts like slaves obey, And birds that cut the air with wings,

And fish that cleave the sea. 6 How rich thy bounties are!

And wondrous are thy ways:
Of dust and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praise.

[Out of the mouths of babes

And sucklings thou canst draw Surprising honours to thy name!

And strike the world with awe. 3 O Lord, our heavenly King,

Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.]

PSALM 68. 1st Part. L. M. *

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Vengeance and compassion of God.
IET God arise in all his might,

And put the troops of hell to flight,
Assmoke, 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 through 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 prisoners 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 wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honours shall enrich your verse.
He shakes the heavens with loud alarms!
How terrible is God in arms!
In Israel are his mercies known,
el is his peculiar throne.

He's your defence, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of every saint.

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PSALM 111. 1st Part. C. M. X

Arlington, Dandee, Rochester. Wisdom of God in his works. 1SONGS 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 hath
How glorious in our sight! [wrought!
Good 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 covenant sure:
The orders that his lips pronounce
To endless years endure.

5 Nature and time, and earth and skies,
Thy heavenly skill proclaim;
What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy name?
6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace
Is our divinest skill;

And he's the wisest of our race,
That best obeys thy will.

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PSALM 139. 2d Part. C. M.
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Braintree, Barby.
Wisdom of God in the formation of m
WHEN I with pleasing wonder stan
And all my frame survey,
Lord, 'tis thy work: I own thy han
Thus built my humble clay.
2 Thy hand my heart and reins possess'd,
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 every part,

4

Till the whole scheme thy thoughts had
Was copy'd by thine art. laid
Heaven,earth and sea, and fire and wind
Show me thy wondrous skill;
But I review myself, and find
Diviner wonders still.

5 Thine awful glories round me shine,
My flesh proclaims thy praise;
Lord, to thy works of nature join
Thy miracles of grace.

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PSALM 33. 1st Part. C. M. *

Wareham, Devizes, Cambridge.

Works of creation and providence.
EJOICE, 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 heaven and earth proclaim
His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.
3. His wisdom and almighty word
The heavenly arches spread:
And by the Spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made
4 He bade the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep;

PSALM 139. 2d Part.. L. M. b The flowing seas their limits know, I

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..