5 Ye tenants of the fpacious earth,
With fear before him ftand:
He fpake, and nature took its birth,
And refts on his command.
6 He fcorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain defigns:
His counfel ftands through every age,
And in full glory fhines.
PSALM XXXIII. 2d Part. Com. Metre. [*] Creatures vain, and God all-fufficient.
1 LEST is the nation, where the Lord
Where he reveals his heavenly 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;
Nor fpeed, nor courage of an horfe
Can the bold rider fave.
4 Vain is the ftrength 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 bless us from thy throne;
For we have made thy word our choice,
And truft thy grace alone.
PSALM XXXIII. 1 Part. Partic. Met. [*] Works of creation and providence.
1
YE holy fouls, in God rejoice,
Ἐ
Your Maker's praife 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!
e Juftice and truth he ever loves,
And the whole earth his goodness proves :
His word the heavenly arches fpread;
How wide they fhine from north to fouth!
And by the fpirit of his mouth
Were all the ftarry armies made.
3 He gathers the wide flowing feas,
(Thofe watery treafures know their place)
In the vaft florehouse of the deep:
He fpake, and gave all nature birth,
And fires and feas, and heaven and earth
His everlasting orders keep.
4 Let mortals tremble, and adore
A God of fuch refiftlefs power,
Nor dare indulge their feeble rage:
Vain are your thoughts, and 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
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 the champion boaft;
In vain they boaft, in vain rely:
In vain we truft the brutal force,
Or fpeed, or courage of an horfe
To guard his rider, or to fly. 3 The eye of thy compaffion, Lord, Doth more fecure defence afford,
When death or dangers threatening stand:
Thy watchful eye preferves the juft,
Who make thy name their fear and truft,
When wars or famine wafte the land.
In fickness or the bloody field,
Thou our phyfician, thou our fhield,
Send us falvation 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. 1ft Part. Long Metre. [*] God's care of the faints; or, deliverance by prayer. thee all my days,
1
Thy praife 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 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 heavenly fhine;
A beam of mercy from the fkies
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,
Tafte of his grace, and truft 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. 2d Part. Long Metre. [b]
Ver. 11-22.
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Religious education; or, inftructions 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 length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal ftate,
Reftrain 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. 1ft Part. Com. Metre. [*]
Ver. 1-10.
Prayer, and praise for eminent deliverance.
I'LL
'LL blefs the Lord from day to day :
How good are all his ways!
Ye humble fouls that ufe to pray,
Come, help my lips to praife.
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 threatening 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 diftress,
With heavy groans and tears;
He gave my fharpeft torments ease,
And filenc'd all my fears.
PAUSE.
5 [O finners! come and tafte his love,
Come, learn his pleafant ways;
And let your own experience prove
The fweetnefs of his grace.
6 He bids his angels pitch their tents
Round where his children dwell;
What ills their heavenly care prevents
No earthly tongue can tell.]
7 [O love the Lord, ye faints of his!
His eye regards the juft:
How rich'y blefs'd their portion is,
Who make the Lord their truft
8 Young lions, pinch'd with hunger, roar, And famifh in the wood;
But God fupplies his holy poor
With every needful good.]
PSALM XXXIV. 2d Part. Com. Metre. [b]
Ver. 11-22.
Exhortations to peace and holiness.
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COME, children, learn to fear the Lord;
And, that your days be long,
Let not a falfe or spiteful word
Be found upon your tongue.
2 Depart from mifchief, practise love,
Rurfue the works of peace;
So fhall the Lord your ways approve,
And fet your fouls at eafe.
3 His eyes awake to guard the just,
His ears attend their cry;
When broken fpirits dwell in duft,
The God of grace is nigh.
4 What though the forrows here they taste
Are fharp and tedious too,
The Lord, who faves them all at last,
Is their fupporter now.
5 Evil fhall fmite the wicked dead,
But God fecures his own,
Prevents the mifchief when they flide,
Or heals the broken bone.
6 When defolation, like a flood,
O'er the proud finner rolls,
Saints find a refuge in their God,
For he redeem'd their fouls.
PSALM XXXV. 1ft Part. Com. Metre. [b] Ver. 1--9. Prayer and faith of perfecuted faints; or, imprecations mixed with charity.
TOW plead my caufe, Almighty God,
And fight againft the men of blood,
Who fight against my life.
2 Draw out thy fpear, and ftop their way,
Lift thy avenging rod;
But to my foul in mercy fay,
"I am thy Saviour God."
They plant their fnares to catch my feet,
And nets of mischief spread;
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