VERSE.

Who can express the noble acts of the Lord, or shew forth all his praise !

VERSE.

Remember me, O Lord, according to the favour that thou bearest unto thy people. O visit me with thy salvation.

VERSE AND CHORUS.

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and world without end; and let all the people say, Amen.

SONG-Judas Maccabeus,-HANDEL.

MISS STEPHENS.

Pious orgies, pious airs,

Decent sorrow, decent prayers,
Will to the Lord ascend, and move
His pity, and regain his love,

AIR, MR. KNYVETT, & CHORUS.
Dettingen Te Deum-HANDEL.

O LORD IN THEE HAVE I TRUSTED ;
LET ME NEVER BE CONFOUNDEd.

END OF PART I.

[An interval of a quarter of an hour between the first and second parts.]

O loss of sight! of thee I most complain ;
O worse than beggary, old age, or chains;
My very soul in real darkness dwells.

AIR.

Total eclipse! no sun, no moon !
All dark, amidst the blaze of noon!
O glorious light! no cheering ray
To glad my eyes with welcome day;
Why thus depriv'd thy prime decree?
Sun, moon and stars are dark to me.

CHORUS.

O first created beam! and thou great word!
Let there be Light! and light was over all:
One heav'nly blaze shone round this earthly ball;
To thy dark servant life by light afford.

RECITATIVE-Micah.

MISS WILKINSON.

Relieve thy champion, image of thy strength;
And turn his labours to a peaceful end.

AIR.

Return, O God of Hosts! behold
Thy servant in distress.

CHORUS.

Fix'd in his everlasting seat,

Jehovah rules the world in state;

His thunders roar, heaven shakes, and earth's aghast; The stars with deep amaze,

Remain in stedfast gaze :

Jehovah is of Gods the first and last.

RECITATIVE, ACCOMPANIED-Samson.

MR. VAUGHAN

Justly these evils have befall'n thy son;
Sole author I, sole cause. My griefs for this
Forbid mine eye to close, or thoughts to rest.
But now the strife shall end, me overthrown,
Dagon presumes to enter lists with God;
Who, thus provok'd, will not connive, but rouse
His fury soon, and his great name assert.
Dagon shall stoop, ere long be quite despoil'd
Of all those boasted trophies won on me.

AIR.

Why does the God of Israel sleep?
Arise with dreadful sound,

And clouds encompass'd round;

Then shall the heathen hear thy thunder deep.

The tempest of thy wrath now raise,

In whirlwind them pursue,

Full fraught with vengeance due,

'Till shame and trouble all thy foes shall seize.

CHORUS.

Then shall they know, that he whose name
Jehovah is alone,

O'er all the earth but one,

Was ever the Most High, and still the same.

AIR-Manoah.

MR. BELLAMY.

How willing my paternal love

The weight to share

Of filial care,

And part of sorrow's burthen prove.
Tho' wand'ring in the shades of night,
Whilst I have eyes, he wants no light.

SYMPHONY.

RECITATIVE.

MR. BELLAMY.

Heaven, what noise!

Horribly loud, unlike the former shout,

CHORUS OF PHILISTINES AT A DISTANCE.
Hear us, our God! O hear our cry!
Death! Ruin! fall'n! no help is nigh:
O mercy, heaven! we sink! we die!

B

RECITATIVE-Manoah.

MISS STEPHENS.

Come, come; no time for lamentation now;
No cause for grief; Samson like Samson fell;
Both life and death heroic. To his foes
Ruin is left; to him eternal fame.

AIR.

Let the bright seraphim in burning row,
Their loud, uplifted angel-trumpets blow:
Let the cherubic host in tuneful choirs,
Touch their immortal harps with golden wires.

CHORUS.

Let their celestial concerts all unite,

Ever to sound His praise in endless blaze of light,

END OF PART II.

[An interval of five minutes between the second and third parts.]