Nor have our steps declined the road
Of duty thou hast given :---

e 6 Though dragons all around us roar,
With their destructive breath,

And thine own hand has bruised us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.

PAUSE.

7 We are exposed all day to die,
As martyrs for thy cause;
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie
By sharp and bloody laws.]

-8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace!

e Why should we look like men abhorred,
Or banished from thy face?

9 [Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries?
Forever hide thine heavenly love,
From our afflicted eyes?

p 10 Down to the dust our soul is bowed,
And dies upon the ground;

d Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their powers confound.]

-11 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour, and our God;

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We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood.

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PSALM 45. S. M. Dover. [*]

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The Glory of Christ.

Saviour and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And every grace is thine.

2 Now make thy glories known,
Gird on thy dreadful sword,
And ride in majesty, to spread
The conquests of thy word.

3 Strike through thy stubborn foes,
Or melt their hearts t' obey;

-While justice, meekness, grace, and truth,
Attend thy glorious way.

4 Thy laws, O God, are right, Thy throne shall ever stand; And thy victorious gospel proves A sceptre in thy hand.

5 Thy Father and thy God, Hath, without measure, shed His Spirit like a joyful oil

Tanoint thy sacred head. e 6 Behold, at thy right hand The Gentile church is seen Like a fair bride in rich attire,

And princes guard the queen. 7 Fair bride, receive his love, Forget thy Father's house, Forsake thy gods, thy idol gods, And pay thy Lord thy vows.

o 80 let thy God and King

Thy sweetest thoughts employ; o Thy children shall his honours sing In palaces of joy.]

C. M. Arundel. Mear. [*]
Glories and Government of Christ.

IT'LL speak the honours of my King,
His form divinely fair;

None of the sons of mortal race
May with the Lord compare.

b 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace
Upon thy lips is shed,
-Thy God with blessings infinite

Hath crowned thy sacred nead.

g 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway;

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Thy terror shall strike through thy foes,
Ånd make the world obey.

4 Thy throne, O God, forever stands,
Thy word of grace shall prove
A peaceful sceptre in thy hands,
To rule thy saints by love.

-5 Justice and truth attend thee still;
But mercy is thy choice;

u And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill,

With most peculiar joys.

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L. M. FIRST PART. Blendon. [*] The Glory of Christ and Power of his Gospel. TOW be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King; e Jesus the Lord, how heavenly fair His form! how bright his beauties are! -2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; o Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose.

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3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword;

In majesty and glory ride,

With truth and meekness at thy side.
e 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;
e Or words of mercy, kind and sweet,
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.

g 5 Thy throne, O God, forever stands,
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
Justice and grace are thy delight.
-6 God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head;

o And with his sacred Spirit blest

His first-born Son above the rest.

L. M. SECOND PART. Oporto. Green's. [*]

Christ and his Church.

e 1 THE King of saints, how fair his face.

Adorned with majesty and grace!
o He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.

b 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen, arrayed in purest gold;
-The world admires her heavenly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness.

3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne:
b Fair stranger, let thy heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

-4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the favorite of his choice;

Let him be loved, and yet adored,

For he's thy Maker, and thy Lord.

850 happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies!
And all thy sons, a numerous train,
Each like a prince in glory reign.

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6 Let endless honours crown his head; Let every age his praises spread ;

-While we with cheerful songs approve

The condescensions of his love.

PSALM 46. L.M. 1ST PT. Leeds. Blendon.[*] Church's Safety amidst Desolations.

OD is the refuge of his saints,

G sharp invade;

Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.

o 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled,
Down to the deep and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world;
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar-
e In sacred peace our souls abide;
-While every nation, every shore,
e Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
e 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

b Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode.

-5 That sacred stream, thy holy word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls

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6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundations move,

Built on his truth, and armed with power.

L. M. SECOND PART. Blendon. [*]
God fights for his Church.

01ET Zion in her King rejoice,

Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise

g He utters his almighty voice,

e The nations melt-the tumult dies.

o 2 The Lord, of old, for Jacob fought; And Jacob's God is still our aid:

e Behold the works his hand hath wrought;
a What desolations he has made!

• 3 From sea to sea, through all the shores,
He makes the noise of battle cease;
g When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
s 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear;
Chariots he burns with heavenly flame:
p Keep silence, all the earth,-and hear
The sound and glory of his name.

d 5"Be still-and learn that I am God!
"I'll be exalted o'er the lands;

"I will be known and feared abroad, "But still my throne in Zion stands." e 6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, e While we so near thy presence dwell -Our faith shall sit secure, and sing o Defiance to the gates of hell.

PSALM 47. C. M. Christmas. Arundel. [*] Christ ascending and reigning.

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FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the sovereign King!

Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
-2 Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heavenly guards around,
Attend him rising through the sky,
With trumpets' joyful sound.

o 3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains:

Let all the earth his honours sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.

e 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song;
Nor mock him with a solemn sound,
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

-5 In Israel stood his ancient throne
He loved that chosen race;