will 10 Thou art my God, thy righteous Who, though in solemn leagues they Instruct me to obey; Let thy good spirit lead and keep My soul in thy right way. 110! for the sake of thy great name, Revive my drooping heart; For thy truth's sake, to me distress'd, Thy promised aid impart. Ipoh 12 In pity to my sufferings, Lord, Reduce my foes to shame; refuge Slay them that persecute a soul Devoted to thy name. His pity or mess To God at las Thou, Lo portion is a Reduced to g To thee Imale reme for or me too pre hat I may pr Ty soul from Fist of thy kids PSALM CXLIV. MOR ever bless'd be God the Lord, At once both strength and skill afford, Sembled it Of him such tender care to take? PSA RD, bear by wooded accustom Tacious astere at thy struttin Servant to be thy sight e'er be justibel piteft foepas e comforts al es me into Ensions of the What in his offspring could thee move Such great account of him to make? The life of man does quickly fade, is thoughts but empty are and vain, His days are like a flying shade, Of whose short stay no signs remain. In solemn state, O God, descend, Whilst heaven its lofty head inclines;] he smoking hills asunder rend, Of thy approach the awful signs. Discharge thy awful lightnings round, And make thy scatter'd foes retreat; then with thy pointed arrows wound, And their destruction soon complete. 8 Do thou, O Lord, from heaven engage rit therefor ks within ful heart Thy boundless power my foes to quell, eavy od snatch me from the stormy rage mind Of threatening waves, that proudly swell. nders th dangers aight thou against my foreign foes, my musiWho utter speeches false and vain; my baho, though in solemn leagues they v stretch close, thy refresTheir sworn engagements ne'er main oppres tain. with spSo I to thee, O King of kings, o longer In new-made hymns my voice shall e forlorn, raise, egravered instruments of many strings he ascens is he that from the murdering sword Lord, fra His servant David still defends.' Well planted in some fruitful place; Our daughters shall like pillars show, Design'd some royal court to grace. 13 Our garners fill'd with various store, Shall us and ours with plenty feed; Our sheep, increasing more and more, Shall thousands and ten thousands breed. 14 Strong shall our labouring oxen grow, Nor in their constant labour faint; Whilst we no war nor slavery know, And in our streets hear no complaint. 15 Thrice happy is that people's case, Whose various blessings thus abound; Who God's true worship still embrace, And are with his protection crown'd. PSALM CXLV. THEE I will bless, my God and King, This tribute daily I will bring, Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame 5, 6 Whilst I thy glory and renown, 8 The Lord is good; fresh acts of grace His pity still supplies; His anger moves with slowest pace, 9, 10 Thy love through earth extends its fame, To all thy works exprest; These show thy praise, whilst thy great nd set mei Fight thou against my foreign foes, And thus his kingdom's royal state against tho utter speeches false and vain; plores from With public splendour shown. 37* Of wicked s Secure defences make? 11, 12 Let all of royal birth, His matchless praise proclaim ginud With children join. The Godis He sends his word, which melts the 13 United zeal be shown, Sour elena omage to agi et all his ice; He makes his wind to blow; d I soon the streams, congeal'd before, In plenteous currents flow, PSA By him his statutes and decrees To Jacob's sons were shown; Praised still to Israel's chosen seed And His righteous laws are known. leasant, god No other nation this can boast; praise Nor did he e'er afford holy heathen lands his oracles, ughlern And knowledge of his word. back his d ough all d PSALM CXLVIII. kindly E boundless realms of joy, s the mas praise your song employ Exalt your Maker's fame; all their wo several pove the starry frame: at is the Link Your voices raise, Ye Cherubin, To sing his praise. Thou moon, that rul'st the night, sun, that guid'st the day, glittering stars of light, him your homage pay: His praise declare, the eye heavens above, And clouds that move In liquid air. ers nce Let them adore the Lord, d praise his holy name, whose Almighty word rosey all from nothing came: And all shall last, From changes free; raveHis firm decree beasts their bu Stands ever fast. no8 Let earth her tribute pay, Saise him ye dreadful whales, od fish that through the sea hide swift with glittering scales; in Fire, hail, and snow, And misty air, bis And winds that, where the He bids them, blow. 10 By hills and mountains, all grateful concert join'd; y cedars stately tall, chicad trees for fruit design'd; By every beast, And creeping thing, And fowl of wing, His name be blest. His wondrous fame to raise, Whose glorious name alone land on n Earth's utmost ends The sky transcends. 14 His chosen saints to grace, PSALM CXLIX. Praise ye the Lord, Whilst a two-edged sword Their right hand shall wield ;ONST 7,8 Just vengeance to take For injuries past; To punish those landsd For ruin design'd; das burn With fetters of iron, o 9 Thus shall they make good, Which God does proclaim: To Father. S HYMN I. The Song of the Angels. vity of our blessed Lord Luke, ii. verse 8-15. W HYMNS. 16 Till we attain those blissful realms For the NatiWhere now our Saviour reigns; and Saviour. To rival these celestial choirs In their immortal strains! THILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, HYMN III. FOR GOOD-FRIDAY. On the Sufferings of our blessed Lord and Saviour. The God that 267 ear not, said he, for mighty dread FROM whence these direful omens bost And suffering Be glory, a As now it is m When times As Cra To God the F And Spirit For eve 4 Had seized their troubled mind; Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you, and all mankind. To you, in David's town, this day The Heavenly Babe you there shall To human view display'd, As her 5 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith As P By angel ide Of every de And saints epas All praise To God in ti One Goderehe Song of Men responsive to the Song s it has been And alw W of the Angels. HILE Angels thus, O Lord, rejoice, Shall men no anthem raise? O may we lose these useless tongues, When we forget to praise! 2 Then let us swell responsive notes, And join the heavenly throng; For angels no such love have known As we, to wake their song. 3 Good-will to sinal dust is shown, And peace on earth is given; For lo th' incarnate Saviour comes With news of joy from heaven! 1 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord, His rising beams adorn; Let heaven and earth in concert sing, The promised Child is born!' 5 Glory to God in highest strains, By highest worlds is paid; Be glory, then, by us proclaim'd, And by our lives display'd; Why hides the sun his rays? 2 Well may the earth astonish'd shake, And nature sympathize! The sun as darkest night be black! 3 Behold fast streaming from the tree His all-atoning blood! Is this the Infinite? 'tis he, My Saviour and my God! 5 Let sin no more my soul enslave, HYMN IV. FOR EASTER-DAY. On the Resurrection. Sacrifice for all, INCE Christ our Passover is slain Let all, with thankful hearts, agree 2 Not with the leaven, as of old, And truth's unleaven'd bread. 3 Christ being raised by power Divine, And rescued from the grave, Shall die no more; death shall on him No more dominion have. 4 For that he died, 'twas for our sins But that he lives, he lives to God 5 So count yourselves as dead to sin, |