7 If GOD the righteous, whom He loves, 8 Snares, fire, and brimstone, on their heads Shall in one tempest show'r; This dreadful mixture His revenge 9 The righteous LORD will righteous deeds 1 LORD! who shall think the place to bear Thy matchless glories fill? LORD! who, to make his dwelling there, 2 No evil heart, no sland'rous tongue, Nor he who dares his neighbour wrong, 3 "Tis he who, if he act or speak, Contemns the vile, defends the weak, 4 To whom the saints are truly dear; 5 This is the man who needs not fear Psalm XVII. Vanity of the world.—Prospect of a happy resurrection. 1 WHAT sinners value I resign: 2 This life's a dream, an empty show; 3 O glorious hour! O blest,abode! 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Psalm XVIII. Grandeur of the Divine Interposition. 1 WHEN GOD arose my part to take, 2 Thick clouds of smoke dispers'd abroad, That coals were kindled at it's flame. 3 He left the beauteous realms of light, 4 The chariot of the KING of kings, 5 Black wat❜ry mists and clouds conspir'd And fell in show'rs of fire and hail. 6 Through Heav'n's wide arch a thund'ring peal, 7 His sharpen'd arrows round He threw, 8 The deep it's secret stores disclos'd, Psalm XVIII. God our Refuge and Deliverer. 1 JUST are Thy ways, and true Thy Word, Great Rock of my secure abode : Who is a GOD beside the LORD? Or where's a refuge like our GOD? 2 'Tis He that girds me with His might, 3 He lives! (and blessed be my Rock!) 4 Before the scoffers of the age, I will exalt my FATHER'S name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints, in CHRIST their head, Knows not a limit nor an end. Psalm XIX. Instruction derivable from creation. 1 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim: 2 Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, 3 Soon as the ev'ning shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth; 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What-though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball! What-though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found! 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, |