2 All ye bright armies of the fkies,
Go, worship where the Saviour lies;
Angels and kings before him bow,
Thofe gods on high and gods below.
3 Let idols totter to the ground,
And their own worshippers confound :
But Judah fhout, but Zion fing,
And earth confefs her fov'reign King.

PSALM XCVII. 3d Part. Long Metre.
Grace and glory.

H' Almighty reigns, exalted high,
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-feat.

2 O ye that love his holy name,
Hate ev'ry work of fin and fhame;
He guards the fouls of all his friends,
And from the fnares of hell defends.
3 Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the faints in darkness sown;
Thofe glorious feeds fhall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.
4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The facred honours of the Lord;,
None but the foul that feels his grace
Can triumph in his holiness.

PSALM XCVII. Common Metre. Ver. 1, 3, 5-7, 11. Chrift's incarnation, and the laft judgment.

I

E iflands of the Northern fea,

1 YE
Y Rejoice, the Saviour reigns;

His word, like fire, prepares his way,
And mountains melt to plains.

2 His prefence finks the proudeft hills,
And makes the vallies rife ;

3

The humble foul enjoys his fmiles,
The haughty finner dies.

The heav'ns his rightful pow'r proclaim;
The idol gods around

Fill their own worshippers with fhame,
And totter to the ground.

4 Adoring angels, at his birth,

Made the Redeemer known

;

Thus fhall he come to judge the earth,
And angels guard his throne.

5 His foes fhall tremble at his fight,
And hills and feas retire;
His children take their unknown flight,
And leave the world on fire.

6 The feeds of joy and glory fown
For faints in darknefs here,

Shall rife and fpring in worlds unknown, And a rich harvest bear.

PSALM XCVIII. 1ft Part. Com.Metre.

T

Praise for the Gospel.

O our almighty Maker, God,
New honours be addreft;

His great falvation fhines abroad,

And makes the nations bleft.

2 He fpake the word to Abr'am firft, His truth fulfils his grace;

The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteoufness.

3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim
With all her diff'rent tongues;
And spread the honours of his name
In melody and fongs.

PSALM XCVIII. 2d Part. Com.Metre.
The Meffiah's coming and kingdom.

I OY to the world! the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King:

Let every heart prepare him room,
And heav'n and nature fing.

2 Joy to the earth! the Saviour reigns!
Let men their fongs employ ;'
While fields and floods, rocks,hills and plains
Repeat the founding joy.

3 No more let fins and forrows grow,
Nor thorns infeft the ground;

4

He comes to make his bleffings flow
Far as the curfe is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove

The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.

PSALM XCIX. 1ft Part. Short Metre.

TH

Chrift's kingdom and majesty.
HE God JEHOVAH reigns,
Let all the nations fear ;
Let finners tremble at his throne,
And faints be humble there.

Jefus, the Saviour, reigns!
Let earth adore its Lord,

Bright cherubs his attendants ftand,
Swift to fulfil his word.

His honours are divine:

His church fhall make his wonders known,

For there his glories fhine.

4 How holy is his name!

How terrible his praise !

Juftice and truth, and judgment join
In all his works of grace.

PSALM XCIX. 2d Part. Short Metre.
A boly God worshipped with reverence.
XALT the Lord our God,

E And worship at his feet;

His nature is all holiness,

And mercy is his feat.

2 When Ifr'el was his church, When Aaron was his priest,

3

4

When Mofes cry'd, when Samuel pray'd,
He gave his people reft.

Oft he forgave their fins,

Nor would destroy their race;

And oft he made his vengeance known,
When they abus'd his grace.

Exalt the Lord our God,

Whofe

grace

is ftill the fame ;

Still he's a God of holiness,

And jealous for his name.

PSALM C. ft Part. Long Metre.

A plain translation.

YE

Praife to our Creator.

E nations of the earth, rejoice
Before the Lord, your fov'reign King,
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his glory fing.

2 The Lord is God; 'tis he alone
Doth life and breath and being give;
We are his work, and not our own;
The theep that on his paftures live.

3 Enter his gates with fongs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair,
And make it your divine employ,
To pay your thanks and honours there.

4

The Lord is good; the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy fure

And the whole race of man fhall find
His truth from age to age endure.

PSALM C. 2d Part.

A paraphrafe.

Long Metre.

ING to the Lord with joyful voice ;

SIN

Let ev'ry land his name adore ;
The Northern ifles fhall fend the noise
Across the ocean, to the fhore.

2 Nations attend before his throne,
With folemn fear, with facred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone :
He can create, and he deftroy.

3 His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid,
Made us of clay and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring fheep we ftray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.

4 We are his people, we his care,
Our fouls and all our mortal frame :
What lafting honours fhall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name ?

5 We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs, High as the heav'ns our voices raife;