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The Holy Ghost, descending still
Upon the fons of God,

Commands eternal life and joy,
With glory from above;
That they may love eternally;
For God himself is Love.'

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PSALM CXXXIV.

SING praife, fing praife, fing praife; fing
Pfal. xlvii.

• praise unto our King!

Redeemed by the Lord of Hofts,
The Lord in whom our fpirit boafts,
This fong of praife, for evermore,
Let his redeem'd fing o'er and o'er!

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Bless the Lord, his fervants all,:
Who watch within the temple-wall,
And nightly praife him as ye ftand, A
With lifted eye, and lifted hand!

2 Clap, clap your hands, exult and fing,
In holiness of Chrift your King:
Behold, he hath redeemed you,
To blefs and praise him as ye do.

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The Lord who made the earth and heav'n,
The bleffing to the nations giv'n,
From heaven bless thee evermore,
Ó houfe of God, the Lord before!
The bleffings of eternal love,
The bleflings of th' Eternal Dove,
All falling down in heav'nly fhow'rs,
Fill Zion's fields with fruits and flow'rs!

Let Zion now rejoice, and bring
Her precious fpices to her King,
Her faith, her hope, her joy, her love,
Which all defcended from above!

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PSALM CXXXV.

To fhew forth the praises of him who hath 'called you out of darkness into his marvellous light.' I Pet. ii. 9.

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This fong to God, their Lord and King,
Let God's peculiar people fing;
And, while his glory they confefs,
With knowledge let them praise express!"

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Praife Jehovah, praise his name, His fervants all, his praife proclaim: 2 Ye in Jehovah's houfe that ftand, In Zion's courts, a joyful band! 3 Praise ye the Lord; the Lord is good: Sing to his name with gratitude; ^ For it is pleasant fo to do,

And much, ye faints, befeeming you

4 For ye are his beloved race,

The chofen veffels of his grace,

Whom he hath form'd for his own pleasure,

His own peculiar royal treafure!

5 Meffiah is the Lord we fing;

The Chrift of God is Chrift our King:
The Lord our King is very great,
Above the gods of highest state!

6 What thing foever pleas'd the Lord,
He hath accomplish'd by his word;
The heav'ns, the earth, the deeps, the feas,
He does his will in all of thefe:

7 He caufeth vapours to afcend,
Around the earth, from end to end;
He wings the lightning's fiery way,
And makes them thro' the tempest play:

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He from his treasures brings the winds, Whofe wings within his fifts he binds; He makes his thunders round him roll, And shakes the world from pole to pole: 8 The elements, with all their laws, Jehovah joined in his caufe,

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When he the ftrength of Egypt flew,
Her first-born, men and cattle too;

He made the world his wonders fee,

O Egypt, in the midst of thee,dey
On Pharaoh and his fervants all, or
O'erthrown with an éternal fall.

10 Great nations, Lord, are fmote by thee,
And mighty kings before thee flee;
Sihon, high king of Amorite!.

Proud Og of Bathan! wing'd their flight:

Yea, Canaan's high and lofty kings,
Exclaiming, trembling, cry'd for wings!
They fled they perish'd in their fear
For God appeared on their rear:
gave their land in heritage

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To Ifra'l, for a present pledge-
Of future and fuperior joy,

Which foes, or time, fhall ne'er destroy.

12 O Lord, thy name fhall ftill endure,
And thy memorial ever fure:

And, after time shall be no more,
Eternity fhall thee adore..

13 The Lord fhall judge his people; he
O'er them fhall always watchful be,
To turn their forrows into joy,
And their deftroyers to deftroy.

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14 The forrows of the Gentiles all, Their idol-gods on which they call, Of molten filver, molten gold,

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The works of men who made their mold

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15 Mouths they poffefs, but never break

Their filence; for they cannot fpeak: 16 Eyes have they too, yet fee they not; 17 And ears, but have no hearing got:

They neither promife life nor death; For in 18 Their makers are like them, and all

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18 Their mouth there is no breath:

Who lowly down before them fall!"
19 O houfe of Ifra't blefs the Lord, a
With one confent, and one accord:
O house of Aaron, blefs thy God, !!
And found Jehovah's praife abroad.
20 O houfe of Levi, join'd to heav'n,
Thy praife to God the Lord, be giv'n
O, all ye lovers of the Lord,
For evermore his praife record.
21 Blefs'd be the Lord Meffiah, who,
Ye fons of Zion, dwells with you :"
Blefs ye your Father, and adore
His Holy Spirit evermore.

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PSALM CXXXVI.

COMMEMORATIVE, defcriptive, and expreffive of the name, character, and ways of the Meffiah, THE SON OF GOD, the brightness of his Father's glory, and the exprefs image of his perfon; and, in him, of the Father, and of the Holy Ghoft; for thefe THREE are ONE. See Pfal. ii Heb. i. të.

The Father, Son, and Holy Ghosts Ji bi A
The God alone of Ifra'l's hoft,

Whofe merry lafts for evermore,
Let Ara'l evermore adore rebog!

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Confefs and praife him all your days; For he is good for evermore! His mercy lafts your God adore. 2 Give thanks to God, the God of gods; His mercy mounts above the clouds; His mercy lafts for evermore;

Your God, the God of gods adoré.

3 O thank the Lord, the Lord of Lords; His pow'r repels the boldeft fwords: His mercy lafts for evermore;

Your Lord, the Lord of lords, adore, 4 The Lord alone, who wonders does, Whofe glory far exceeds your views; Whofe mercy lafts for evermore;

The God of glory, praise, adore! sledil

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5 The Lord, who made the heav'ns on high, Whofe wisdom fpread the curtain'd sky, Whofe mercy lafts for evermore,

The Lord Creator, praife, adore!

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6 The Lord who ftretch'd the earth abroad, And built the mountains on the flood, Whofe mercy lafts for evermore;

God over all the earth, adore!

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7 The Lord who made great lights to fhine,
The Lord of life, the light divine,
Whole mercy lafts for evermore;
The Lord, your light and life, adore!
8 Who made the fun to rule the day,
And bade his beams of glory play;"
Whofe mercy lafts for evermore;
The Sun of Righteoufnefs adore!?

9 Who made the moon fo clear and bright,
With twinkling fars, to rule the night,
Whofe mercy lafts for evermore;

Your God who changes not, adore!
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