L. M. FIRST PART. Blendon. [*] The Glory of Christ and Power of his Gospel. 1 N The glories of my Saviour King; TOW be my heart inspir'd to sing

e Jesus the Lord, how heav'nly fair

His form! how bright his beauties are! -2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; o Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. g 3 Dress thee in arms most mighty Lord, Gird on the terrour of thy sword, In majesty and glory ride.

With truth and meekness at thy side. e 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; e Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. g 5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the sceptre in thy hands; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are thy delight.

-6 God, thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head;

o And with his sacred Spirit blest His first-born Son above the rest

L. M. SECOND PART. Oporto. Green's. [*] Christ and his Church.

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HE King of saints, how fair his face!
Adorn'd with majesty and grace!

o He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
b 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen, array'd in purest gold;
-The world admires her heavenly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness.

3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne:
b Fair stranger, let thy heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

-4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice;

Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd,
For he's thy Maker, and thy Lord.

$ 50 happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies!
And all thy sons, a numerous train,
Each like a prince in glory reign.

g 6 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
-While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescensions of his love.

PSALM 46. L. M. FIRST PART. Leeds. Blendon. [*]
Church's Safety amidst Desolations.
OD is the refuge of his saints,

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GWhen storms of sharp distress invade ;

Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.

• 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd,
Down to the deep and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world;
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
u 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar-
e In sacred peace our souls abide ;
-While ev'ry nation, ev'ry shore,
e Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
e 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

b Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And wat'ring our divine abode.

-5 That sacred stream, thy holy word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.
g 6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love,
Secure against a threat'ning hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on his truth, and arm'd with pow'r.
SECOND PART.
Blendon. [*]
God fights for his Church.

L. M.

King rejoice,

• 1 LET Zion in her Ke, and kingdoms rise,

g He utters his almighty voice,

e The nations melt-the tumult dies.

o 2 The Lord, of old, for Jacob fought; And Jacob's God is still our aid:

e Behold the works his hand hath wrought;
a What desolations he has made!

o 3 From sea to sea, through all the shores,
He makes the noise of battle cease;
g When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
s 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear;
Char'ots he burns with heav'nly flame :
p Keep silence, all the earth,—and hear
The sound and glory of his name.
d5"Be still-and learn that I am God!
"I'll be exalted o'er the lands;

"I will be known and fear'd abroad,
"But still my throne in Zion stands."
e 6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King,
e While we so near thy presence dwell,
-Our faith shall sit secure, and sing
• Defiance to the gates of hell.

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PSALM 47. C. M. Christmas. Arundel. [*]
Christ ascending and reigning.
FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the scv'reign King!
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.

-2 Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heav'nly guards around,
Attend him rising through the sky,
With trumpets joyful sound.

o 3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains :

Let all the earth his honours sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.

e 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song;

Nor mock him with a solemn sound,

Upon a thoughtless tongue.

-5 In Isra'l stood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chosen race;

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But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens taste his grace.

6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's,

There Abraham's God is known;

While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords,
Submit before his throne.

PSALM 48. S. M. 1ST PART. Dover. Peckham. [*]

V, 1-8. The Church, the Honour and Safety of a Nation. 1 REAT is the Lord our God,

Gand let his praise be great,

He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.

b 2 These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand!
-The honours of our native place,
The bulwarks of our land.

3 In Zion God is known,
A refuge in distress;

e How bright has his salvation shone,
Through all her palaces!

4 When kings against her join'd,
And saw the Lord was there;

d In wild confusion of the mind,
They fled with hasty fear.

e 5 [When navies, tall and proud, Attempt to spoil our peace,

o He sends his tempest roaring loud, And sinks them in the seas.]

6 Oft have our fathers told,

Our eyes have often seen,

How well our God secures the fold,
Where his own sheep have been.

7 In ev'ry new distress

We'll to his house repair;

We'll think upon his wondrous grace,
And seek deliv'rance there.

S. M. SECOND PART. Kibworth., St. Thomas. [*]

Ver. 10-14. Gospel Worship and Ord

1 AR as thy name is known,

FAR as name is knohy praise:

Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,
Their songs of honour raise.

o 2 With joy let Judah stand
On Zion's chosen hill,

• Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will.

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3 Let strangers walk around
The city where we dweil;
Compass and view the holy ground,
And mark the building well.

4 The order of thy house,

The worship of thy court,

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,—
And make a fair report.

5 How decent and how wise!

How glorious to behold!

-Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes;
And rites adorn'd with gold.

o 6 The God we worship now,

Will guide us till we die;

Will be our God while here below,

And ours above the sky.

PSALM 49. C. M. FIRST PART. Walsal. [b]

Ver. 6-14. The Vanity of Life and Riches.

1 WHY does the man of riches grow

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To insolence and pride,

To see his wealth and honours flow,

With every rising tide?

2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self-same clay,.
And boast as though his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]

3 Not all his treasure can procure
His soul a short reprieve;
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
make his brother live.

4 [Life is a blessing can't be sold,
The ransom is too high;

Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,
That man may never die.