2 To-day he rose and left the dead;
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints his triumph spread,
And all his wonders tell.

3 Hosannah to th' anointed King,
To David's holy Son!

Help us, O Lord! descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.

4 Bless'd be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of grace;
Who comes in God his Father's name,
To save our sinful race.

5 Hosannah in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise ;
The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.

PSALM CXIX.

PART FIRST.

C. M.

A Prayer against a worldly Mind.

1 INSTRUCT me in thy statutes, Lord,
Thy righteous paths display;
That I from them, through all my life,
No more may go astray.

Do thou to thy most just commands
Incline my willing heart;

Let no desire of worldly wealth
My thoughts from thee divert.

3 From those vain objects turn my eyes,
Which this false world displays;
But give me lively pow'r and strength
To keep thy righteous ways.

4 I've seen an end of what we call
Perfection here below;

But thy commandments, like thyself,
No change or period know.

1 HOW I love thy holy law !
"Tis daily my delight;
And thence my meditations draw
Divine advice by night.

2 How doth thy word my heart engage!
How well employ my tongue!
And in my tiresome pilgrimage
Yields me a heav'nly song.

3 Am I a stranger, or at home,
"Tis my perpetual feast;

Not honey dropping from the comb
So much allures the taste.

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4 No treasures so enrich the mind;
Nor shall thy word be sold
For loads of silver well refin'd,
Nor heaps of choicest gold.

5 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is ev'ry page!

That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.

PSALM CXIX.

PART THIRD.

C. M.

Breathing after Holiness.

THAT the Lord would guide my ways
To keep his statutes still;

O that my God would grant me grace,
To know and do his will.

2 O send thy spirit down, to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

3 From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,

Nor covetous desires arise,
Within this soul of mine.

4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;

Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.

5 My soul hath gone too far astray;
My feet too often slip;
Yet since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.

6 Make me to walk in thy commands; 'Tis a delightful road;

Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands,
Offend against my God.

PSALM CXX. C. M.

The End of deceitful Lips, and a false Tongue. 1 TO God I cry'd, with anguish stung, (Nor form'd a fruitless pray'r ;)

O save me from the lying tongue,
And lips that would ensnare.

2 Thou child of guilt, to falsehood bred,
Say, what shall be thy end?
See! keenest arrows o'er thy head,
And quenchless coals impend.

PSALM CXXI. C. M.

The Confidence of the Faithful.

1 TO Sion's hill I lift mine eyes, From thence expecting aid ;

From Sion's hill, and Sion's God,
Who heav'n and earth has made.

2 Then thou, my soul, in safety rest,
Thy guardian will not sleep;
His watchful care, that Isr'el guards,
Will Isr'el's household keep.

3 At home, abroad, in peace, in war,
Thy God shall thee defend;
Conduct thee through life's pilgrimage,
Safe to thy journey's end.

PSALM CXXII.

FIRST VERSION.

C. M.

Delight in Public Worship-u Prayer for the Church.

10 'TWAS a joyful sound to hear
Our tribes devoutly say,
Up, Isr'el, to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day.

2 'Tis thither, by divine command,
The saints of God repair;
Before his throne to celebrate

His name with praise and pray'r.

3 O pray we then for Salem's peace,
For they shall prosp'rous be,
Thou holy city of our God,
That bear true love to thee.