PSALM XXXIII. 2d Part. Com.Metre.

Creatures vain, and God all-fufficient.

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LEST is the nation, where the Lord Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eye with infinite furvey.

Does the whole world behold; He form'd us all of equal clay,

And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not refcu'd by the force Of armies from the grave;

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Nor fpeed, nor courage of an horse
Can the bold rider fave.

Vain is the strength of beafts or men,
To hope for fafety thence:

But holy fouls from God obtain
A ftrong and fure defence.

5 God is their fear and God their truft,
When plagues or famine fpread;
His watchful eye fecures the just,
Amongst ten thousand dead.

6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And blefs us from thy throne ;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.

PSALM XXXIII. 1ft Part, Partic.Met.
Works of creation and providence.

E holy fouls, in God rejoice,

YE

Your Maker's praise becomes your voice; Great is your theme, your fongs be new : Sing of his name, his word, his ways,

His works of nature, and of grace, How wife and holy, juft and true! 2 Juftice and truth he ever loves, And the whole earth his goodness proves : His word the heav'nly arches spread; How wide they fhine from north to fouth! And by the fpirit of his mouth

Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide-flowing feas, (Thofe wat❜ry treasures know their place) In the vast storehouse of the deep : He fpake, and gave all nature birth, And fires and feas, and heav'n and earth, His everlafting orders keep.

4 Let mortals tremble, and adore
A God of fuch refiftless pow'r,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, & weak your hands,
But his eternal counfel ftands,

And rules the world from age to age.
PSALM XXXIII. 2d Part. Partic.Met.
Creatures vain, and God all-fufficient.
HAPPY nation, where the Lord
Reveals the treasure of his word,
And builds his church, his earthly throne!
His eye the heathen world furveys,
He form'd their hearts, he knows their ways;
But God their Maker is unknown.

2 Let kings rely upon their hoft, And of his ftrength their champion boaft; In vain they boaft, in vain rely:

In vain we truft the brutal force,

Or speed, or courage of an horse,
To guard his rider, or to fly.

3 The eye of thy compaffion, Lord,
Doth more fecure defence afford,

When death or dangers threat'ning stand:
Thy watchful eye preferves the juft,
Who make thy name their fear and truft,
When wars or famine wafte the land.

4 In fickness or the bloody field,
Thou our phyfician, thou our shield,
Send us falvation from thy throne :
We wait to fee thy goodness fhine;
Let us rejoice in help divine,

For all our hope is God alone.

PSALM XXXIV. 1ftPart. Long Metre,
God's care of the faints; or, deliverance by prayer.
I ORD, I will bless thee all my days,
Thy praile fhall dwell upon my tongue;
My foul fhall glory in thy grace,
While faints rejoice to hear the fong.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ;
Come, let us all exalt his name:
I fought th' eternal God, and he
Has not expos'd my hope to fhame.
3 I told him all my fecret grief,
My fecret groaning reach'd his ears;
He gave my inward pains relief,
And calm'd the tumult of my fears.
4 To him the poor lift up their eyes,
Their faces feel the heav'nly fhine
A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and joy divine.

5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that ferve the Lord:
O fear and love him, all ye faints,
Taste of his grace, and trust his word!
6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain
And hunger, roar through all the wood;
But none fhall feek the Lord in vain,
Nor want fupplies of real good.

PSALM XXXIV. 2dPart. Long Metre.

CH

Ver. 11-22.

Religious education; or, inflru&ions of piety.
Hildren in years, and knowledge young,
Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,
Attend the counfels of my tongue;
Let pious thoughts your minds employ.
2 If you defire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal ftate,
Restrain your feet from impious ways,
Your lips from flander and deceit.
3 The eyes of God regard his faints,
His ears are open to their cries
He fets his frowning face against
The fons of violence and lies..

4 To humble fouls and broken hearts,
God with his grace is ever nigh;
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.

5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans,
His Son redeems their fouls from death;
His Spirit heals their broken bones :
They in his praise employ their breath.

PSALM XXXIV. 1ftPart. Com.Metre.

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Ver. 1-10.

Prayer and praise for eminent deliverances.
'LL blefs the Lord from day to day;
How good are all his ways !

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Ye humble fouls that ufe to pray,
Come, help my lips to praise.
2 Sing to the honour of his name,
How a poor finner cry'd;
Nor was his hope expos'd to fhame,
Nor was his fuit deny'd.

3 When threat'ning forrows round me food'
And endless fears arofe,
Like the loud billows of a flood,
Redoubling all my woes;

4 I told the Lord my fore distress,
With heavy groans and tears;
He gave my fharpeft torments ease,
And filenc'd all my fears.

PAUSE.

5 [O finners! come and taste his love,
Come, learn his pleafant ways;
And let your own experience prove
The sweetness of his grace.

6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell;
What ills their heav'nly care prevents,
No earthly tongue can tell.]

[O love the Lord, ye faints of his !
His eye regards the juft:
How richly blefs'd their portion is,
Who make the Lord their truft!