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Thy throne was fixed on high,
Before the starry sky:

Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord.

3 In vain the noisy crowd,

Like billows fierce and loud, Against thine empire rage and roar; In vain with angry spite,

The surly nations fight,

And dash like waves against the shore. 4 Let floods and nations rage,

And all their powers engage,— Let swelling tides assault the sky: The terrors of thy frown

Shall beat their madness down;

Thy throne forever stands on high.

5 Thy promises are true,

Thy grace is ever new;

There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove :

Thy saints, with holy fear,

Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love.

PSALM 94. C. M. FIRST PART. [b] V. 1, 2, 7—14. Saints chastised, and Sinners destroyed. GOD! to whom revenge belongs,

O Proclaim thy wrath aloud;

Let sovereign power redress our wrongs,
Let justice smite the proud.

2 They say,

"The Lord nor sees nor hears;"

When will the fools be wise?

Can he be deaf, who formed their ears?

Or blind, who made their eyes?

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vam, And they shall feel his power;

flis wrath shall pierce their souls with pain, In some surprising hour.

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a gentler rod:

Thy providences, and thy book,

Shall make them know their God.

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw:

Thy scourges make thy children wise,
When they forget thy law.

6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints
Nor his own promise break':
He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer's sake.]

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C. M. SECOND PART.

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Reading. [b]

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V. 16-23. Deliverunce from Temptation and Persecution.
HO will arise, and plead my right,
Against my numerous foes;
While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppose !

2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help,
Sustained my fainting head,

e My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead.

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3 "Alas, my sliding feet!" I cried,
Thy promise was my prop;

Thy grace stood constant by my side,
Thy Spirit bore me up.

e 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts }
Within my bosom roll;

o Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul.

-5 Powers of iniquity may rise,

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And frame pernicious laws;

But God, my refuge, rules the skies;
He will defend my cause.

-6 Let malice vent her rage aloud;,
Let bold blasphemers scoff;

The Lord our God shall judge the proud,
And cut the sinners off.

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PSALM 95. C. M. Bedford, Plymouth. [*]

1

SING

A Psalm before Prayer.

to the Lord Jehovah's name,

And in his strength rejoice;

When his salvation is our theme,

Exalted be our voice.

2 With thanks approach his awful sight,

And psalms of honour sing;

The Lord's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's Kingorai
3 Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
Those gods on high, and gods below,
When once compared with him.
4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep,
Lies in his spacious hand;9052
He fixed the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.

e 5 Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before his face ;

O may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace.

e 6 Now is the time; he bends his ear,
And waits for your request ;

Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, "Ye shall not see my rest."

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S. M. Peckham. [*]

A Psalm before Scrmon,

COME, sound his praise abroad,

And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.

2 He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own.
And all the solid ground.

e 3 Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord :
-We are his works, and not our own,
He formed us by his word

4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;

Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.

5 [But if your ears refuse

The language of his grace,

And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,
That unbelieving race;

6 The Lord, in vengeance dressed,
Will lift his hand and swear,

d"You that despised my promised rest, "Shall have no portion there."]

L. M. Blendon, Leeds. [*].

V. 1, 2, 3, 6—11. Canaan lost through Unbelief.

COME, let our voices join to raise

A sacred song of solemn praise:

God is a sovereign King; rehearse
His honours

urs in exalted verse.]

2 Come, let our souls address the Lord,
Who framed our natures with his word;
o He is our Shepherd; we the sheep,
His mercy chose, his pastures keep.
-3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day,
The counsels of his love obey;

e Nor let our hardened hearts renew
The sins and plagues that Israel knew.
4 Israel, who saw his works of grace,
Tempted their Maker to his face;
A faithless, unbelieving brood,

That tired the patience of their God!

d 5 [Thus saith the Lord," How false they prove! Forget my power; abuse my love:

'Since they despise my rest, I swear, "Their feet shall never enter there."]

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a 6 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, S
And view those ancient rebels dead:
-Attend the offered grace to-day,

Nor lose the blessing by delay...

o 7 Seize the kind promise, while it waits,
And march to Zion's heavenly gates.
Believe, and take the promised rest;
Obey, and be forever blest.

PSALM 96. C. M. Arundel Christmas.[*]
V. 1-10, &c. Christ's First and Second Coming.

1

ING to the Lord, ye distant lands,

SING

Ye tribes of every tongue;

His new discovered grace demands
A new and nobler song.

2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns,
God's own almighty Son;

His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds his throne.

3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day,
Joy through the earth be seen;
Let cities shine in bright array,
And fields in cheerful green.

4 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea; d Ye mountains, sink, ye valleys, rise ; Prepare the Lord his way.

0.5 Behold, he comes, he comes to bless The nations as their God;

o To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad.

g 6 But when his voice shall raise the dead,

And bid the

draw near;

a How will the guilty nations dread, To see their Judge appear!

P. M. St. Helen's.

The God of the Gentiles.

ET all the earth their voices raise,

Lo sing the choicest psalm of praise

To sing and bless Jehovah's name:
His glory let the heathens know;
His wonders to the nations show;

And all his saving works proclaim.
2 The heathens know thy glory, Lord,
The wondering nations read thy word;
Among us is Jehovah known:

Our worship shall no more be paid
To gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our God alone.net b

3 He framed the globe, He built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there; His beams are majesty and light; b His beauties, how divinely bright! His temple, how divinely fair!

g 4 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power, And barbarous nations fear his name; Then shall the race of men confess

The beauty of his holiness,

And, in his courts, his grace proclaim.