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PSALM xl. 1, 3, 5.

I. Watts.

DUNDEE. C. M.

Scottish.

I

I WAITED patient for the Lord,

Ι

He bowed to hear my cry;

He saw me resting on his word,
And brought salvation nigh.

2 Firm on a rock he made me stand,
And taught my cheerful tongue
To praise the wonders of his hand,
In a new, thankful song.

3 I'll spread his works of grace abroad;
The saints with joy shall hear,
And sinners learn to make my God
Their only hope and fear.

PSALM xlii. 1, 2, 4, II.

N. Tate or N. Brady.

A-men.

BARBY. C. M.

W. Tansur.

AS pants the hart for cooling streams,

When heated in the chase,

So longs my soul, O God, for thee,
And thy refreshing grace.

2 For thee, my God, the living God!
My thirsty soul doth pine;

O when shall I behold thy face,
Thou Majesty divine!

3 I sigh, as oft my musing thoughts
Those happy days present,

When I, with crowds of pious friends,
Thy temple did frequent.

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27. CONTINUED.

4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
Trust God; and he'll employ

His aid for thee, and change these sighs
To thankful hymns of joy.

PSALM xliv.

N. Tate or N. Brady.

BARBY.

A-men.

MEAR. C. M.

A. Williams.

O

LORD, our fathers oft have told
In our attentive ears,

Thy wonders in their days performed,
And in more ancient years:

2 How thou, to plant them here, didst drive
The heathen from this land,

Afflicted by repeated strokes

Of thine avenging hand.

3 For not their courage, nor their sword,
To them possession gave;

Nor strength that from unequal force
Their fainting troops could save,-

4 But thy right hand and powerful arm,
Whose succor they implored,—
Thy presence with the chosen race,
Who thy great name adored.

5 As thee their God our fathers owned,
So thou art still our King;

O, therefore, as of old to them,
To us deliverance bring.

A-men.

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PSALM xlv. 3-5.

KINGDOM.

P. Doddridge.

H. M. J. K. Paine.

I GIRD

IRD on thy conquering sword, Ascend thy shining car;
And march, almighty Lord, To wage thy holy war:
Before his wheels,
: Ye valleys rise,

In glad surprise,

And sink, ye hills. :||

2 Fair truth, and smiling love, And injured righteousness,
Under thy banners move, And seek from thee redress:
Thou in their cause
Shalt prosperous ride,

3 Before thine awful face Millions
The captives of thy grace,-The
The world shall know,
Great King of kings,

: And far and wide
Dispense thy laws. :||
of foes shall fall,
grace that conquers all:
: What wondrous things
Thine arm can do. :||

4 Here to my waiting soul Bend thy triumphant way; Here every fear control, And all thy power display:

My heart, thy throne,

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Blest Jesus, see,

PSALM xlvi. 1-5.

I. Watts.

: Bows low to thee,

To thee alone. :||

I

OD is the refuge of his saints,

GOD

When storms of sharp distress invade:

Ere we can offer our complaints,

Behold him present with his aid.

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UXBRIDGE.

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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.
Loud may the troubled ocean roar-
In sacred peace our souls abide;
While every nation, every shore,
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
4 There is a stream whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

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.

6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love,

Secure against a threatening hour;
Nor can her firm foundation move,

Built on his truth, and armed with power.

PSALM xlvi. 1-5.

F. Conder.

A-men.

ALLEYN. 87,87; 887. Decius. Arr. Mendelssohn.

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I

GOD

OD is our refuge ever near,
Our help in tribulation:

Therefore his people shall not fear,

Amid a wrecked creation;

Though mountains from their base be hurled,
And ocean shake the solid world,

The Lord is our salvation.

2 The stream that flows from Zion's hill,
Shall yet, serenely gliding,
With joy the holy city fill,

His presence there abiding:
The Lord, her glory and defence,
Will guard his chosen residence,
His timely aid providing.

A-men.

PSALM xlviii. 1, 12-14.

I. Watts.

DOVER. S. M.

English.

I

FAR

AR as thy name is known,
The world declares thy praise;

Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,
Their songs of honor raise.

2 Let strangers walk around

The city where we dwell,-
Compass and view thy holy ground,
And mark the building well,-

3 The order of thy house,

The worship of thy court,

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,—
And make a fair report.