O thou almighty Lord of Hosts, 4. How bleft are they, and only they 5 Bleft is the man whofe Strength thou art, 6 Bleft are they all who march along w Their fteps they measure by their fong, While paffing thro' the parched vales So they from ftrength unwearied go & Lord God of Hofte, the God of peace, Minelinterceffion bear; O God, our Shield, behold the face: 14 To Within thy courts one day excels A thotfand other where; Within thy houfe my fpirit dwells: 11 For God the Lord's a Sun and Shield; He'll fhine our fears away, And make our foes to fly the field, As darkness: flies the day: He'll grace and glory to us give, 12 O thou almighty Lord of Hofts, So bleft thy Chrift, and all his feed; DESCRIPTIVE and commemorative, according to the feafon then being, of the past, prefent, and future ways of the Lord God towards his people, his elected church; who indeed, as to their per fons, are innumerable, but, as to their spirits, are one with their Lord their Head, in whofe name and communion, by the Holy Ghoft who dwellet in them all, they are authorized and led, conjunctly and feverally, to breathe forth their joyful fpirits into their Father's bofom, in this gloriously triumphant fong of praife. Behold the bleffings, here defcrib'd, Whofe reigos is only circumfcrib'd. nd God's come down to join with man THY face, O Lord, hath burft the cloud, And thin'd away our fins; And thy beloved land aloud To fing thy praise begins: Jacob's captivity, return'd, Shall ever joyful be; 2 For all our guilt, in which we mourn'd, Is burfed now by thee. 3 Thou haft thy burning wrath remov'd, From us, upon thy dear Belov'd, And make our hearts thy firm abode, 5 Thine indignation overpast, 9 I'll hear what God the Lord will fpeak: To faints he fpeaketh peace; But let them never more betake Themfelves to foolishness. his falvation must be near; The day begins to dawn: That glory may anon appear, The morning-fhade's withdrawn, Our land fhall foon be fill'd with joy, And everlafting peace: Meffiah fhall our foes deftroy; He comes with truth and grace. 10 Mercy 10 Mercy and Truth in him combine, While Peace and Juftice kifs and twine 11 TRUTH springs from earth of woman born, While RIGHTEOUSNESS falutes the morn 12 Yea, what is good the Lord fhall give; PSALM LXXXVI. THE fpeaker in this Pfalm (for there is but one) finds himself authorized to plead his own holiness, as the foundation of his claim to the divine fas vour: wherefore he fays, ver. 2. Preferve my foul; FOR IAM HOLY: O thou my God, fave thy Servant that trufteth in thee. See parallels, Pfal. xxxv. xl. exvi. &c. Who can this be but the Lord of David ?? The Father's Servant here become, Who Pleads his holiness, be to God draws near; Nor will the Lord reject the face Of his ANOINTED DEAR. BOW down thine ear, O Lord, me hears In this mine hour my plaint I pour 2 Preferve 2 Preferve my foul, and me confole, O thou, my God, let love be fhow'd 3 The mercy fhew to me that's due; Do thou afford an anfwer, Lord, 4 Rejoice, my foul, where troubles roll; 5 For thou art kind, to love inclin'd, 6 Give ear, O Lord, when I've implor'd In day of fear, when trouble's near, 8 Among the gods of wood and stone, 9 ཨཱ Or may the works which they have done The nations all whom thou hast mäde, ✅ And bow before the Lord their head, 10 For thou art great, and great thy deeds; Thou, thou art God alone; Thy glory far all fearch exceeds, ba My heart fhall cleave unto thy word, |