PSALM XXXIII. 2d Part. Com.Metre. Creatures vain, and God all-fufficient.
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 survey Does the whole world behold; He form'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force Of armies from the grave; Nor speed, nor courage of an horse Can the bold rider save.
4 Vain is the strength of beasts or men, To hope for fafety thence : But holy fouls from God obtain A strong and fure defence.
5 God is their fear and God their truft, When plagues or famine spread; His watchful eye secures the just, Amongst ten thousand dead.
6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne ; For we have made thy word our choice, And trust thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII. ist Part. Partic.Met. Works of creation and providence.
E holy fouls, in God rejoice, 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, just and true!
2 Justice and truth he ever loves, And the whole earth his goodness proves : His word the heav'nly arches spread; How wide they shine from north to fouth! And by the spirit of his mouth
Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas, (Those wat'ry treasures know their place) In the vast storehouse of the deep : He spake, and gave all nature birth, And fires and feas, and heav'n and earth, His everlasting orders keep. 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore A God of fuch resistless pow'r, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage: Vain are your thoughts, & weak your hands, But his eternal counsel stands,
And rules the world from age to age. PSALM XXXIII. 2d Part. Partic. Met.
Creatures wain, 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 surveys, 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 strength their champion boast; In vain they boast, in vain rely : In vain we trust 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 preserves the just, Who make thy name their fear and truft, When wars or famine waste the land.
4 In fickness or the bloody field, Thou our physician, thou our shield, Send us salvation from thy throne: We wait to fee thy goodness shine; Let us rejoice in help divine,
For all our hope is God alone. PSALM XXXIV. 1st Part. Long Metre, God's care of the faints; or, deliverance by prayer. I ORD, I will bless thee all my days,
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue;
My foul shall 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 shame.
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 shine; 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 serve the Lord : O fear and love him, all ye saints, 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 shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good.
PSALM XXXIV. 2dPart. Long Metre.
Religious education; or, instructions of piety. CHildren Hildren in years, and knowledge young, Your parents' hope, your parents' joy,
Attend the counsels 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 slander 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. 1st Part. Com.Metre.
Prayer and praise for eminent deliverances. 'LL bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all his ways ! Ye humble fouls that use 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 shame, Nor was his fuit deny'd.
3 When threat'ning forrows round me flood
And endless fears arose, 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 sharpest torments ease, And filenc'd all my fears.
5 [O finners! come and taste his love, Come, learn his pleasant 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.] 7 [O love the Lord, ye saints of his ! His eye regards the just : How richly bless'd their portion is, Who make the Lord their trust!
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