10. I look'd who to affift stood by: Trembled Heaven's Hoft, nor ventur'd nigh: Ev'n to my Father did I look In Pain: my Father me forfook. 11. Awhile amaz'd I was to fee None to uphold, or comfort me: Then I arofe in Might array'd, And call'd my Fury to my Aid; 12. My Single Arm the Battle won, PART II. 1. I too will magnify the LORD, And emulate the Angels Lays, His Loving-kindnesses record In Sounds of Everlasting Praise. 2. For All He hath on Us bestow'd.. 3. How Good to Ifrael's Chofen Race His Riches are Unfearchable. 4. Surely, He said, mine own they are, 5. Sweetly He ftrove their Hearts to gain, They They never ask'd His Help in vain, 6. Dear as the Apple of His Eye From all the fav'rite Nation faved. 7. He rescued when to Evil fold, He fnatch'd them from impending Harms, Carried them all the Days of old, Safe in His Everlasting Arms. 8. He magnified His Saving Power, Call'd them His utmost Grace to prove, With infinite Compaffion bore The Objects of His tend'reft Love, 9. But Oh! they foon forfook their Go», The faithlefs and rebellious Race In devious Paths of Evil trod, And griev'd the Spirit of His Grace. 10. They vex'd; and forc'd His Wrath to rife, His Vengeance fell to long delay'd: Conftrain'd the Rebels to chattife, He pour'd His Judgments on their Head. 11. His Mercy then He call'd to mind, He call'd to mind the antient Days When Only Merciful, and kind He fmiled on the Peculiar Race. 12. Where is He Now-their God, their Guide! (He taught their Hearts the Powerful Plea) Where is Le Now, their Hearts replied, Who brought His People from the Sea? 13. Who 13. Who plac'd a Shepherd o'er the reft, 14. Them by the Hand of Mofes led, 15. The LORD of Hofts in All appear'd, 16. He brought them thro' the wondrous Way, The Deep was dry at His Command, Secure they march'd in firm Array, Nor ftumbled, till they reach'd the Land. 17. Smooth as the gen'rous nurtur'd Beast, 18. Thus didft Thou guide Thy Chofen Race, PART III. 1. GOD of Eternal Majefty, High as Thou art, from Heaven look down, Holy, and Juft, we cry to Thee, Behold us from Thy Glorious Throne! 2. Where is Thy Strength to conquer Sin? Thy Zeal to fave a fallen Race? Thy Thy Bowels founding from within? 3. Thy Pity, and Paternal Care, The tender Yearnings of Thy Heart, Are they reftrain'd? Is Fury there? Ah no! Thou ftill our Father art. 4. Doubtlefs Thou art our Father still, 5. Our LORD, and our Redeemer now Thou art, and will be ftill the fame, Our Everlasting Father Thou; JEHOVAH is Thy Glorious Name. 6. Why then, O LORD, if Ours Thou art, 7. Why haft Thou hid Thy lovely Face, And caus'd us from Thy Paths to err? Abandon'd by Reftraining Grace Our Hearts were harden'd from Thy Fear. 8. Yet, LORD, for Thee again we mourn, Now let our Prayers Thine Aid engage, Now for Thy Servant's fake return, And chear Thy drooping Heritage. 9. The Land we fondly deem'd our own (Alas, how fhort a Time enjoy'd!) Our Adversaries have or'ethrown, And trampled on the Houfe of God. 10. Yet we Are Thine, though difpoffeft, 11. We, We are call'd by Thy Great Name, GOD's Husbandry. H' From the German. IGH on His Everlasting Throne, The King of Saints His Works furveys, Marks the dear Souls He calls His own, And fmiles on the Peculiar Race. He refts well-pleas'd their Toil to fee, Beneath his eafy Yoke they move, With all their Hert and Strength agree In the fweet Labour of His Love. 2. His Eye the World at once looks thro', Mountains and Vales, in ghaftly fhew, And not one Spot of Earth is Green. 3. See where the Servants of their GoD, For JESUS Day and Night employ'd, The |