Compass and view thy holy ground, 4 The orders of thy house, The chearful fongs, the folemn vows; 5 How decent, and how wife! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 6 The God we worship now, Will be our God, while here below CLXXIX. The last Judgment. Pfalm 1. HE God of glory fends his fummons forth TH Calls the fouth nations and awakes the north: From east to west, the fov'reign orders spread, Thro' diftant worlds, and regions of the dead. The trumpet founds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices: Lift up your heads, ye faints, with chearful voices. 2 No more shall Atheists mock his long delay; When When God appears, all nature shall adore him : 3 "Heav'n, earth and hell, draw near: let all things come "To hear my justice, and the finner's doom; "But gather firft my faints," (the judge commands) Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant lands.' When Chrift returns, 'wake ev'ry chearful passion : And bout, ye faints! he comes for your salvation. 4 "Behold my cov'nant ftands for ever good; 5 "Seal'd by th' eternal facrifice in blood, "And fign'd with all their names, (the Greek, the Jew,) "That paid, the antient worship, or the new." There's no diftinction bere, join ALL your voices; And raife your heads, ye faints, for heaven rejoices. "Here (faith ye Lord) the angels fpread their Thrones; "And near me feat my favourites and my fons. "Come my redeem'd, poffefs the joys prepar'd "E're time began, 'tis your divine reward." When CHRIST returns, 'wake ev'ry chearful passion And fhout ye faints, he comes for your falvation.` PAUSE the FIRST. 6" I am the Saviour, I th' Almighty God: "I am the Judge; ye heav'ns proclaim abroad My juft, eternal fentence, and declare "Thofe awful truths that finners dread to hear " When 7 When GOD appears, all nature shall adore him : "Stand forth, thou bold blafphemer, and prophane; "Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain "Thou hypocrite, once drest in faint's attire ; "I doom the painted hypocrite to fire." Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices : Lift up your heads, ye faints, with chearful voices. 8 "Not for the want of goats or bullocks flain "Do I condemn thee: Bulls and goats are vain "Without the flame of love: In vain the ftore "Of brutal off'rings that were mine before." Earth is the Lord's; all nature shall adore him: While finners tremble, faints rejoice before him. 9 "Iff were hungry, would I ask the food? "When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks blood? All is the Lord's; he rules the wide creation; 10" Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows.? Thy folemn chatt'rings, and fantastic vows ? "Are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to behold, "Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold?" God is the judge of hearts: No fair difguifes Can fcreen the guilty when his vengeance rifes. PAUSE the SECOND. 11" Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please "A God, a spirit, with fuch toys as these? "While with my grace and ftatutes on thy tongue, "Thou lov'ft deceit, and doft thy brother wrong." Judgments proceeds; bell trembles; heaven rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye faints, with chearful voices. 12" In vain to pious forms, thy zeal pretends; "Thieves and adult'rers are thy chosen friends : "While the falfe flatt'rer at my altar waits, "His harden'd foul divine instruction hates." God is the judge of hearts; no fair disguises, Can fcreen the guilty when his vengeance rifes. 13 "Silent I waited with long-fuff'ring love: 14 Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, Thy bleeding heart, and no deliv'rer near." EPIPHONEMA. Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wife : Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works Fly to the Saviour; make the Judge your friend. Praise for Protection, CLXXX. M Y God, in whom are all the fprings Hide me beneath thy fpreading wings, 2. Up to the heav'ns I fend my cry; The Lord will my defires perform; He fends his angel from the sky, And faves me from the threat'ning ftorm. 34 Be thou ezalted O my God, Above the heav'ns where angels dwell: 4. My heart is fix'd; my fong fhall raise P. 2. 5 High |