6 Yet did his sovereign grace forgive The men, who ne'er deserved to live: His anger oft away he turned,

Or else with gentle flame it burned.

7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail,
He saw temptations still prevail;
The God of Abraham loved them still,
And led them to his holy hill.

PSALM 80. L. M. Dresden. Moreton. [b]
The Church in Affliction.

1

GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel,

Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And led'st the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:-

:

e 2 Thy Church is in the desert now;
-Shine from on high, and guide it through;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore;
We shall be saved, and sigh no more.

3 [Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray,
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?

PAUSE I.

4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee; thy love restore :
We shall be saved and sigh no more.]

e 5 Hast thou not planted, with thy hand,
A lovely vine in this our land?

Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dews enrich the ground? -6 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nation with the fruit! e But now, O Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is its beauty thus defaced? Why hast thou laid its fences waste? -Strangers and foes against it join, And every beast devours the vine. 8 Return, almighty God, return; p Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn:

-Turn us to thee, thy love restore;
o We shall be saved, and sigh no more.

PAUSE II.

9 [Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew, Thou wast its strength and glory too! Attacked in vain by all its foes,

Till the fair Branch of promise rose.

10 Fair Branch, ordained of old to shoot From David's stock, from Jacob's root; Himself a noble Vine, and we

The lesser branches of the Tree.

11 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand,
Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand;
Thy first-born Son, adorned and blest
With power and grace above the rest.
12 O! for his sake, attend our cry,
Shine on thy churches, lest they die;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore :
We shall be saved, and sigh no more.]

PSALM 81. S. M. Aylesbury. Dover. [*]

Ver. 1, 8-16. Saints warned and exhorted.

1

ING to the Lord, aloud,

SING

And make a joyful noise:

• God is our Strength, our Saviour Goa : Let Israel hear his voice.

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2" From vile idolatry,

"Preserve my worship clean; "I am the Lord, who set thee free "From slavery and from sin. 3 "Stretch thy desires abroad, "And I'll supply them well; "But if ye will refuse your God, "If Israel will rebel ;

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4 "I'll leave them," saith the Lord,
"To their own lusts a prey;

"And let them run the dangerous road-
""Tis their own chosen way.

5 "Yet, O that all my saints
"Would hearken to my voice!

"Soon I would ease their sore complaints,
"And bid their hearts rejoice.

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6"While I destroy their foes,

"I'd richly feed my flock;

"And they should taste the stream, that flows "From their eternal Rock."

PSALM 82. L. M. Old Hundred. [*] God Supreme; or, Magistrates warned. MONG th' assemblies of the great,

A greater Ruler takes his seat:

The God of heaven, as Judge, surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. e 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws? Or why support th' unrighteous cause When will ye once defend the poor,

That sinners vex the saints no more?

e 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know;
Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earthly gods is vain;
For they shall fall and die like men.
o 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son
Possess his universal throne,

o And rule the nations with his rod :
g He is our Judge, and he our God.

PSALM 83. S. M. Little Marlboro'. [b] A Complaint against Persecutors.

1AND will the God of grace

Perpetual silence keep?

The God of justice hold his peace,
And let his vengeance sleep?
2 Behold, what cursed snares
The men of mischief spread;
The men, who hate thy saints and thee,
Lift up their threatening head.

e 3 Against thy hidden ones

Their counsels they employ;
And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.
4 [The noble and the base
Into thy pastures leap :

The lion and the stupid ass

Conspire to vex thy sheep.

d 5" Come let us join," they cry,
"To root them from the ground:

"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found.”

6 Awake, almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.]

7 Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name;
Or else their stubborn rage confound,
That they may die in shame.

• 8 Then shall the nations know That glorious, dreadful word—

g JEHOVAH-is thy name alone,

And thou the sovereign Lord.

PSALM 84. L. M. FIRST PART. Moreton. [*]

1

The Pleasure of Public Worship.

HO Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are
OW pleasant, how divinely fair,

With long desire my spirit faints,

To meet th' assemblies of thy saints.

e 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God;
e My God, my King, why should I be
So far from all my joys, and thee?
3 [The sparrow chooses where to rest,
And for her young provides her nest;
But will my God to sparrows grant
That pleasure which his children want?]
o 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high,
Around thy throne of majesty;
o Thy brightest glories shine above,

And all their work is praise and love.
o 5 Blest are the souls, who find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
-There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.

o 6 Blest are the men, whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate,

-God is their strength: and through the road,
They lean upon their Helper, God

o 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heaven at length;
s Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.

Portugal.

L. M. SECOND PART. Castle Street. Green's. [*] God and his Church; or, Grace and Glory.

G The joy that from thy presence springs;

REAT God, attend while Zion sings

To spend one day with thee on earth, o Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. e 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place, Within thy house, O God of grace; -Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave the door. o 3 God is our Sun, he makes our day; God is our Shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. -4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls.

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5 O God our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious hosts of heaven obey,
And devils at thy presence flee,—

Blest is the man who trusts in thee.

Paraphrased in C. M. Doxology. Arundel. [*] Ver. 1, 4, 2, 3, 10. God present in his Churches.

e 1

MY soul, how lovely is the place,

To which thy God resorts!

-'Tis heaven, to see his smiling face,
Though in his earthly courts.

o 2 There the great Monarch of the skies
His saving power displays;

o And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays.

b 3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove
Descends and fills the place;

-While Christ reveals his wondrous love,
And sheds abroad his grace.

o 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare
The secrets of thy will;