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God fovereign fovereign and gracious. Pfal. cxiii.

E fervants of th' Almighty king,

In ev'ry age his praises sing;
Where-e'er the fun shall rise or set,
The nations fhall his name repeat.

2 Above rhe earth, beyond the sky,
Stands his high throne of majefty;
Nɔr time, nor place his pow'r restrain,
Nor bound his universal reign.

3 Which of the fons of Adam dare,
Or angels with their God compare?
His glories how divinely bright,
Who dwells in uncreated light.

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Behold his love; he stoops to view
What faints above, and angels do;
And condescends yet more to know
The mean affairs of men below.

From duft and cottages obfcure,

His grace exalts the humble poor;

Gives them the honour of his fons,

And fits them for their heav'nly thrones.

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CCXLV. The Lord's Day; or Chrift's Resurrection, and our Salvation. Pfal. cxviii. v. 24, 25, 26.

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HIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own;
Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise furround the throne.

2 To-day he rofe and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell :

To-day the faints his triumphs fpread,
And all his wonders tell.

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Bleft be, the Lord, who comes to men
With meffages of grace!

Who comes in God his Father's name
To fave our ruin'd race.

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Help us, O Lord, defcend and bring,
Salvation from thy throne !

5 Hofanna in the highest strains,
The church on earth can raife!

The highest heav'ns in which he reigns
Shall give him nobler praise.

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CCXLVI. The Excellency the Chriftian Religion.

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ET everlasting glories crown

Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord:

'Thy hands have brought falvation down,
And writ the bleffings in thy word.

[2 What if we trace the globe around,
And fearch from Britain to Japan;
There shall be no religion found
So juft to God, fo fafe to man.]

3 In vain the trembling confcience feeks
Some folid ground to rest upon;
With long defpair the fpirit breaks,
'Till the apply to Chrift alone.

4 How well thy bleffed truths agree!
How wife and holy thy commands!
Thy promises, how firm they be!

How firm our hope and comfort ftands!

[5 Not the feign'd fields of beath'nifh blifs Could raife fuch pleasure in the mind': Nor does the Turkish paradife

Pretend to joys fo well refin'd.]

6 Should all the forms that men devife, Affault my faith with treach'rous art, I'd call them vanity and lies,

And bind the 'gofpel to my heart.

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CCXLVII.

CCXLVII.

The End of the World.

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HY fhould this earth delight us fo?
Why should we fix our eyes

On these low grounds where forrows grow,
And ev'ry pleasure dies ?

2 While time his fharpeft teeth prepares

Our coinforts to devour,

There is a land above the ftars
And joys above his pow'r.

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Nature shall be diffolv'd and die,
The fun muft end his race;

The earth and fea for ever fly,
Before my Saviour's face.

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4 When will that glorious morning rife?

When the laft trumpet found,

And call the nations to the skies,

From underneath the ground?

The Creation of
Gen. i.

CCXLVIII.

the World.

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OW let the fpacious earth arife,"
Said the Creator-Lord:

At once th' obedient earth and skies,
Rofe at his fov'reign word.

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[2 Dark was the deep; the waters lay
Confus'd, and drown'd the land:
He call'd the light; the new-born day
Attends on his command.

3 He bids the clouds ascend on high;
The clouds afcend and bear
A wat❜ry treafure to the sky
And float on fofter air.

4 The liquid element below Was gather'd by his hand; The rolling feas together flow,

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And leave the solid land.

With herbs, and plants, (a flow'ry birth)

The naked globe he crown'd,

E're there was rain to bless the earth,
Or fun to warm the ground.

6 Then he adorn'd the upper skies;
Behold the fun appears;

The moon and ftars in order rife,
To mark out months and years.

7 Out of the deep th' Almighty King
Did vital beings frame;
The painted fowls of ev'ry wing,
And fish of ev'ry name.]

8 'He gave the lion and the worm,
At once their wond'rous birth;
And gazing beasts of various form,
Rofe from the teeming earth.

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