PSALM 133. C. M. Hymn 2nd. St. Ann's. [*] Brotherly Love.

1L Are brethren who agree!

O, what an entertaining sight,

Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite,
In bands of piety!

b 2 When streams of love from Christ the spring, Descend to ev'ry soul,

And heav'nly peace, with balmy wing,
Shades and bedews the whole.

3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet,
On Aaron's rev'rend head;

The trickling drops perfum'd his feet,
And o'er his garments spread.

o 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews,
That falls on Zion's hill;

Where God his mildest glory shews,
And makes his grace distil.

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S. M. Peckham. [*]

Union and Peace.

OLEST are the sons of peace,

Whose hearts and hopes are one;

Whose kind designs to serve and please,
Through all their actions run.

2 Blest is the pious house,

Where zeal and friendship meet;
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows,
Make their communion sweet.

3 Thus, when on Aaron's head,
They pour'd the rich perfume.

The oil through all his raiment spread,
And pleasure fill'd the room.

o 4 Thus on the heav'nly hills,
The saints are blest above;

Where joy like morning dew distils,
And all the air is love.

P. M. Dalston. [*]

The Blessings of Friendship. "OW pleasant 'tis to see

b1H Kindred and friends agree!

Each in their proper station move;—
And each fulfil their part,

With sympathizing heart,

In all the cares of life and love!

2 'Tis like the ointment, shed
On Aaron's sacred head,
Divinely rich, divinely sweet!
The oil through all the room
Diffus'd a choice perfume;

Ran through his robes, and blest his feet.
o 3 Like fruitful show'rs of rain,
That water all the plain,

Descending from the neighb'ring hills;
Such streams of pleasure roll

Through ev'ry friendly soul,

Where love like heav'nly dew distils.

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PSALM 134. C. M. Devizes. [*]
Daily and Nightly Devotion.

YEAttend his holy place;

"E who obey th' immortal King,

e Bow to the glories of his pow'r,

And bless his wondrous grace.

o 2 Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high;

• Raise your admiring thoughts by night, Above the starry sky.

o 3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts, With rays of quick'ning grace;

g The God who spread the heav'ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas.

PSALM 135. L. M. FIRST PART. All-Saints. [*] V.1-4,14,19-21.-The Church God's House and Care. RAISE ye the Lord; exalt his name,

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PRA

While in his holy courts ye wait,

Ye saints, who to his house belong,

Or stand attending at his gate.

2 Praise ye the Lord; the Lord is good; To praise his name is sweet employ ; Israel he chose of old, and still

His church is his peculiar joy.

e 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints; He treats his servants as his friends:

And when he hears their sore complaints, Repents the sorrows that he sends. o 4 Through ev'ry age, the Lord declares His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod; He gives his suff'ring servants rest, g And will be known th' Almighty God. o 5 Bless him, all ye who taste his love; People and priests, exalt his name: Amongst his saints he ever dwells; His church is his Jerusalem.

L. M. SECOND PART. Psalm 97th. Blendon. [*] V. 5-12.-Creation, Providence, and Redemption. REAT is the Lord, exalted high,

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Whate'er he please, in earth or sea,
Or heav'n or hell, his hand hath done.
2 At his command the vapours rise,
The lightnings flash, the thunders roar !
He pours the rain, he brings the wind
And tempest from his airy store!

a 3 'Twas he those dreadful tokens sent,
O Egypt, through thy stubborn land!
When all thy first-born, beasts and men,
Fell dead by his avenging hand!

• 4 What mighty nations, mighty kings,
He slew, and their whole country gave
To Israel, whom his hand redeem'd,
No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave!
5 His pow'r the same, the same his grace,
That saves us from the hosts of hell;
And heav'n he gives us to possess,

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Whence those apostate angels fell.

C. M. Hartford. [*]

Praise due to God, not to Idols.

1AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King,

Your sweetest passions raise;

Your pious pleasure, while you sing,
Increasing with the praise.

o 2 Great is the Lord: and works unknown,
Are his divine employ:

e But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy.

g 3 Heav'n, earth, and sea confess his hand;
He bids the vapours rise;

Lightning and storm, at his command,
Sweep through the sounding skies.

All pow'r, that kings or gods have claim'd,
Is found with him alone:

e But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd,
Where our JEHOVAH'S known.

e 5 Which of the stocks or stones they trust,
Can give them show'rs of rain?

In vain they worship glitt'ring dust,
And pray to gold in vain.

d 6 [Their gods have tongues that cannot talk,
Such as their makers gave:

Their feet were ne'er design'd to walk,
Nor hands have pow'r to save.

7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf;
Nor hear when mortals pray:

Mortals that wait for their relief,
Are blind and deaf as they.]

-8 Ye saints adore the living God,
Serve him with faith and fear;
o He makes the churches his abode,
And claims your honours there.

PSALM 136. C. M.

Mear. [*]

Wondrous Works of God.

1 [IVE thanks to God, the sov'reign Lord,.

T His mercies still endure;

And be the King of kings ador'd,

His truth is ever sure.

2 What wonders hath his wisdom done!
How mighty is his hand!

Heav'n, earth, and sea he fram'd alone:
How wide is his command!

3 The sun supplies the day with light:
How bright his counsels shine!
The moon and stars adorn the night:
His works are all divine.

4 (He struck the sons of Egypt dead:
How mighty is his rod !

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And thence with joy his people led:
How gracious is our God!

5 He cleft the swelling sea in two;
His arm is great in might:

And gave the tribes a passage through;
His pow'r and grace unite.

6 But Pharaoh's army there he drown'd;
How glorious are his ways!

And brought his saints through desert ground; Eternal be his praise.

7 Great monarchs fell beneath his hand; Victorious is his sword;

While Israel took the promis'd land:

And faithful is his word.)

8 He saw the nations dead in sin;
He felt his pity move:

How sad the state the world was in!
How boundless was his love!

9 He sent to save us from our wo;
His goodness never fails;
From death and hell, and ev'ry foe;
And still his grace prevails.

10 Give thanks to God, the heav'nly King; His mercies still endure:

Let the whole earth his praises sing;
His truth is ever sure.]

PSALM 136. P. M. Allerton. [*]
Praise for Divine Perfections and Works.
IVE thanks to God most high,

1. G The universal Lord;

The sov'reign King of kings;
And be his grace ador'd.

His pow'r and grace

Are still the same;
And let his name..
Have endless praise.

-2 How mighty is his hand!
What wonders he hath done!
He form'd the earth and seas,
And spread the heav'ns alone.
Thy mercy, Lord,
Shall still endure;