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Who always takes pleasure

His saints to advance, And with his salvation

The humble to bless. 3, 6 With glory adorn'd, flis people shall

sing To God, who their beds

With safety does shield; Their mouths fill'd with praises

Of him their great King; Whilst a two-edged sword

Their right hand shall wield. 7, 8 Just vengeance to take

For injuries past;
To punish those lands

For ruin design'd;
With chains, as their captives,

To tie their kings fast,
With fetters of iron

Their nobles to bind.
9 Thus shall they make good,

When them they destroy,
The dreadful decree

Which God does proclaim:
Such honour and triumph

His saints shall enjoy; O therefore for ever

Exalt his great Name.

PSALM CL. 1 0

Praise the Lord in that blest place,

From whence his goodness largely flows, Praise him in heav'n, where he his face

Unveil'd in perfect glory shows. 2 Praise him for

all the mighty acts Which he in our behalf liath done; His kindness this return exacts,

With which our praise should equal run. 3 Let the shrill trumpet's warlike voice

Make rocks and hills his praise rebound;
Praise him with harp's melodious noise,

And gentle psaltry's silver sound.
Let virgin troops soft timbrels bring,

And some with graceful motion dance;
Let instruments of various strings,

With organs join'd, his praise advance. Let them, who joyful hymns compose,

To cymbals set their songs of praise ; Cymbals of common use, and those

That loudly sound on solemn days.

6 Let

all that vital breath enjoy,

The breath he does to them afford, In just returns of praise employ:

Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.

GLORIA PATRI.

Common Measure.

TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore, Be glory; as it was, is now,

And shall be evermore.

As Psalm 25.
To God the Father, Son,

And Spirit, glory be;
As 'twas, and is, and shall be so
To all eternity.

As the 100th Psalm.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom earth and heav'n adore, Be glory; as it was of old,

Is now, and shall be evermore.

As Psalm 37, and 113. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom heav'n's triumphant host And suff'ring saints on earth adore,

Be glory; as in ages past, As now it is, and so shall last,

When time itself shall be no more.

As Psalm 148.
To God the Father, Son,

And Spirit, ever hlest,
Eternal Three in One,
All worship be addrest;
As heretofore

It was, is now,
And shall be so

for evermore

As Psalm 149. By angels in heav'n

'Of ev'ry degree, And saints upon earth,

All praise be addrest To God in Three Persons,

One God ever blest; As it has been, now is,

And always shall be.

VENI CREATOR.

Second Metre. COME, Holy Ghost; Creator,come, Till ev'ry heart which thou hast made

Is fill'd with grace divine, Thou art the Comforter, the gift

Of God, and fire of love;
The everlasting spring of joy,

And unction from above.
Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st

God's laws in each true heart;
The promise of the Father, thou

Dost heav'nly speech impart. Enlighten our dark souls, till they

Thy sacred love embrace;
Assist our minds, by nature frail,

With thy celestial grace.
Drive far from us the mortal foe,

And give us peace within;
That, by thy guidance bless'd, we may

Escape the snares of sin. Teach us the Father to confess,

And Son, from death reviv'd;
And, with them both, the Holy Ghost,

Who art from both deriv'd.
With thee, O Father, therefore, may

The Son, from death restor'd,
And sacred Comforter, one God,

Devoutly be ador'd
As in all ages heretofore

Has constantly been done,
As now it is, and shall be so

When time his course has run.

FOR CHRISTMAS DAY.

Morning Service. HG ICH let us swell our tuneful notes,

And join th' angelick throng, For angels no such love have known,

T' awake a cheerful song.

Good-will to sinful men is shown,

And peace on earth is given;
For, lo! th' incarnate Saviour comes

With messages from heav'n.
Justice and grace, with sweet accord,

His rising beams adoru;
Let heav'n and earth in concert join,

To us a child is horn.
Glory to God in highest strains,

In highest worlds be paid;
His glory by our lips proclaim'd,

And by our lives display'd,
When shall we reach those blissful realis

Where Christ exalted reigns! And learn of the celestial choir

Their own immortal strains !

Evening Service.

HARK, the herald angels sing,
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconcil'a :
Joyful all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With th' angelick host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Hark, the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new-born King.
Christ by highest heav'n ador'd,
Christ the everlasting Lord,
Late in time behold him come,
Offspring of a virgin's womb:
Veil'd in flesh the Godhead he,
Hail th' incarnate Deity:
Pleas'd as man with man appear,
Jesus our Immanuel here.

Hark, the herald, &c.
Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
kis'n with healing in his wings:
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

Hark, the herald, &c.

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