5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet CLIII. The Sovereignty and Condefcention of God. Pfal. viii. Ο Lord, our heav'nly king, Thy name is all divine; Thy glories round the earth are fpread, 2 When to thy works on high, Adorn the darkfome skies. 3 When I furvey the ftars, And all their fhining forms, Lord, what is man! that worthlefs thing 4 Lord what is worthless man, 5 Thy honours crown his head, While beasts, like flaves, obey; And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the fea, 6 How rich thy bounties are! Of duft and worms thy pow'r can frame, 7 Out of the mouths of babes, And fucklings, thou canst draw Surprizing honours to thy name, And ftrike the world with awe. 8 O Lord, our heav'nly king, Thy glories round the earth are spread, CLIV. Chrift's Condefcention and Glorification, 2 When I behold thy works on high, 3 Lord, what is man, or all his race, That thou shouldst visit him with grace, i 4 That thy beloved Son fhould bear Made lower than the angels are 5 Let him be crown'd with majefty Who bow'd his head to death; And be his honours founded high, By all things that have breath. 6 Jefus, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thy exalted name! The glories of thy heav'nly state Let the whole earth proclaim. 28 CLV. The Characters of a Saint. I W HO fhall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness ? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell, 2 The man that trufts in Jesus' name, Who gave his life to rescue him, 3 Who loves the Lord, that dy'd to fave, And to his Saviour's glory lives, And minds his ftatutes well. 4. The man that walks in pious ways, 5 He fpeaks the meaning of his heart, 6 The wealthy finner he contemns, 7 His hand difdains a golden bribe, . This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heav'n fecure. CLVI. Nature and Scripture Or, the Glory and Succefs of the Gofpel. Pfal. xix. T HE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, But when our eyes behold thy word, a The rolling fun, the changing light, And nights and days thy pow'r confefs; But the bleft volume thou haft writ, 3 Sun, moon, and ftars, convey thy praise It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor fhall thy spreading gospel reft, 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy nobleft wonders here we view, In fouls renew'd and fins forgiv'n; Lord I believe thy gospel true, And make thy word my guide to heav'n. CLVII. Looking to God. Lift to God, my heart 'I' My truft is in his name: Let not my foes that feek my hurt, 2 Sin and the pow'rs of hell, Perfuade me to dispair; Lord |