• Of dust and worms thy pow'r can frame A monument of praise.

7 [Out of the mouths of babes

And sucklings, thou canst draw Surprising honours to thy name;

And strike the world with awe.

o 8 O Lord, our heav'nly King, Thy name is all divine:

g Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heav'ns they shine.] C. M. Mear. [*]

Christ's Condescension, and Glorification.

10 LORD, our Lord, how wond'rous great

exalted name:

o The glories of thy heav'nly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

-2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light ;—

e 3 Lord what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so!

4 That thine eternal Son should bear,
To take a mortal form;

p Made lower than his angels are,

To save a dying worm.

-5 Yet, while he liv'd on earth unknown, And men would not adore ;

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Th' obedient seas and fishes own

His Godhead and his pow'r.

g 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish at his command,

Bring their large shoals to Peter's net;
Bring tribute to his hand.

7 These lesser glories of the Son, Shone through the fleshy cloud; e Now we behold him on his throne, And men confess him God.

o 8 Let Him be crown'd with majesty, Who bow'd his head to death;

• And be his honours sounded high, By all things that have breath.

e 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name!

g The glories of thy heav'nly state, Let the whole earth proclaim.]

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L. M. FIRST PART.

Blendon.

Bath. [*]

Verse 1, 2, Paraphrased.-Children Praising God. LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

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Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread; g And thine eternal glories rise,

O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. -2 To thee the voices of the young

A monument of honour raise; e And babes, with uninstructed tongue, • Declare the wonders of thy praise. -3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age, To bring proud rebels to the ground; To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policies confound. o 4 Children amidst thy temple throng, To see their great Redeemer's face; The Son of David, is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. e 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests In vain their impious cavils bring: Revenge sits silent in their breasts,

o While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

L M. SECOND PART. Quercy. Moreton. [*] Ver. 3, &c. Paraphrased.

Adam, and Christ, Lords of the old and new Creation.

e. 1

LORD, what was man, when made at first,

Adam, the offspring of the dust,

That thou shouldst set him and his race
But just below an angel's place?

2 That thou should'st raise his nature so
And make him lord of all below;
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?

o 3 But O what brighter glories wait,

To crown the second Adam's state! • What honours shall thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born!

e 4 See him below his angels made! p See him in dust among the dead,To save a ruin'd world from sin!

⚫ But he shall reign with pow'r divine.

5 The world to come, retleem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,

New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

PSALM 9. C. M. FIRST PART. Mear. [*]
Wrath and mercy from the Judgment Seat.
7ITH my whole heart, I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;

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Thou, sov'reign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne,
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.

3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all who are opprest;

To save the people of his love,

And give the weary rest.

e 4 The men who know thy name, will trust
In thy abundant grace;

For thou hast ne'er forsook the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

o 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;
Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

C. M. SECOND PART. Colchester. [*]

Verse 12.-The Wisdom and Equity of Providence.

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WHEN the great Judge supreme and just.

Shall once inquire for blood,

The humble souls who mourn in dust,

Shall find a faithful God.

o 2 He from the dreadful gates of death Does his own children raise:

In Zion's gates with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet,
Into the pit they made;

And sinners perish in the net,

That their own hands have spread.

[4 Thus, by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own.

PAUSE.

d 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell;
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.]

-6 Tho' saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait and long complain;
Their cries shall never be forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.

o 7 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;

g Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.

[8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;
Make them confess that thou art God,
P And they but feeble men.]

PSALM 10. C. M. Reading. [b]

Prayer heard, and Saints saved from the Wiekcd. THY does the Lord stand off so far!

P1 WH

And why conceal his face,

When great calamities appear,

And times of deep distress?

e 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?

3 [They put thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor;

They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.]

4 Arise, O Lord, lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry;

No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PAUSE.

5 [Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride,

d The God of heav'n will ne'er engage, 'To fight on Zion's side.'

-6 But thou for ever art our Lord;
And pow'rful is thine hand,

As when the heathen felt thy sword,
And perish'd from thy land.]

o 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ear to hear;
Hearken to what thy children say,
And put the world in fear.

-8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L. M. Psalm 97. Geneva. [b] God loves the Righteous, and abhors the Wicked. refuge is the God of love;

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Why do my foes insult and cry,— d "Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove, "To distant woods or mountains fly?" e 2 If government be once destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace,) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? g 3 The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne, His eye surveys the world below!

g

To him all mortal things are known, His eye-lids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far,

To prove their love, and try their grace;
What may the bold transgressor fear?
His soul abhors their ways.
very

5 On impious wretches he will rain

Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death!