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Redeems the pris'ners doom'd to die,
And fills their tongues with praise. Reading. C. M. Second PART. St. Paul's. Zion. [*]
V. 13–21.-Prayer heard, and Zion restored.
1 T ET Zion and her sons rejoiced U Behold the promis'd hour! - Her God hath heard her mourning voice,
And comes t exalt his pow'r. e 2 Her dust and ruins that remain,
Are precious in our eyes ; o Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise. g 3 The Lord shall raise Jerusalem,
And stand in glory there; Nations shall bow before his name,
And kings attend with fear..
With pity in his eyes ;
And sees their sighs arise.
And, when his saints complain,
Was ever spent in vain.
And left on long record, -
L. M. Dresden. Leeds. [b] V.23_28.Saints die, but Christ and the Church lite. 1 TT is the Lord our Saviour's hand,
I Weakens our strength amidst the race ; e Disease and death, at his command,
Arrest us, and cut short our days. o 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray,
Nor let our sun go down at noon :
This thought our sorrow shall assuage;
g 4 'Twas He this earth's foundation laid ;
Heav'n is the building of his hand : e This earth grows old, these heavens shall fade,
And all be chang'd at his command. -5 The starry curtains of the sky,
Like garments, shall be laid aside ; g But still thy throne stands firm and high ;
Thy church for ever must abide. 0 6 Before thy face thy church shall live,
And on thy throne thy children reign: o This dying world shall they survive,
And the dead saints be rais'd again. PSALM 103. L. M. First PART. Nantwich. [*1
Ver. 1-7.-God's Goodness to Soul and Body. 1 DLESS, O my soul, the living God;
D Call home thy thoughts that roye abroad; o Let all the pow'rs within me join,
In work and worship so divine.
Be lost in silence, and forgot?
To die for crimes which thou hast done ; o He owns the ransom and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.
And cures the pains that nature feels: o Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threat'ning graves. --5 Our youth, decay'd, his pow'r repairs ;
His mercy crowns our growing years:
And often gives the suff'rers rest; g But will his justice more display,
In the great, last, rewarding day. - [His pow'r he shew'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Israel his commands: e But sent his truth and mercy down,
To all the nations,-hy his Son.
-8 Let the whole earth his pow'r confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace : o The Gentile with the Jew shall join, In work and worship so divine.] Brentford.
L. M. Second PART. Green's. [*] Ver. 8—18.—God Merciful in Chastisement. 1 THE Lord, how wond'rous are his ways !
1 How firm his truth ! how large his grace!, He takes his mercy for his throne,And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his pow'r hath spread The starry heav'ns above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far has nature plac'd The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes
The daily guilt of those he loves
His strokes are lighter than our sins ;
From age to age his truth shall reign;
U Let all within me join ;
Whose favours are divine.
Nor let his mercies lie,
And without praises die. b 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins ;
- 'Tis he relieves thy pain; 'Tis he who heals thy sicknesses,
And makes thee young again. - 4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ransom'd from the grave; o He, who redeem'd my soul from hell,
Hath sov’reign pow'r to save. - 5 He fills the poor with good,
He gives the suff'rers rest?
And justice for th' opprest.
He made by Moses known ;
By his beloved Son. S. M. Second Part. Watchman. *7 Ver. 8-18.-Mercy in the midst of Judgment. 1 M Y soul, repeat His praise,
M Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.
And when his strokes are felt,
And lighter than our guilt.
Above the ground we tread;
Our highest thoughts exceed.
- 4 His pow'r subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love,
Doth all our guilt remove. e 5 The pity of the Lord
To those that fear his name,
He knows our feeble frame.
Scatter'd with ev'ry breath : e His anger, like a rising wind,
Can send us swift to death.
Or like the morning flow'r ;
To endless years endure;
Thy words of promise sure.] S. M. THIRD PART. St. Thomas's. [*] Ver. 19–22.-God's Dominion : or, Angelic Praise. 1 THE Lord, the sov'reign King,
1 Hath fix'd his throne on high ; O'er all the heav'nly world he rules,
And all beneath the sky.
And swift to do his will,
Whose pleasure ye fulfil.
The orders of their King,
Join in the praise they sing.
Through his vast kingdom, shew
Shalt sing his graces too.
PSALM 104. L. M. Blendon. [*]