4 O blefs our GOD, and never ceafe ; He keeps our Life, maintains our Peace, 5 LORD, Thou haft prov'd our fuff'ring Souls, To make our Graces fhine; So Silver bears the burning Coals, 6 Through wat❜ry Deeps and fiery Ways 7 PART II. NOW fhall my folemn Vows be paid Who heard the long Requests I made, 8 My Lips and cheerful Heart prepare, 9 When on my Head huge Sorrows fell, 10 If Sin lay cover'd in my Heart While Pray'r employ'd my Tongue, II But GOD (his Name be ever bleft) Nor turn'd from Him my poor Request, PSALM LXVII. Metre i. O blefs thy chofen Race, Tin Mercy, LORD, incline; And cause the Brightness of thy Face That fo thy wondrous Ways May through the World be known; While diftant Lands their Tribute pay, And thy Salvation own. 3 Let diff'ring Nations join Let all the World, O LORD, combine O let them fhout and fing, For Thou, the Righteous JUDGE and KING, Shalt govern all the Earth. 5 Let diff'ring Nations join To celebrate thy Fame; 6 Let all the World, O LORD, combine Then shall the teeming Ground And we with Plenty fhall be crown'd, 7 I Then GOD upon our Land PSALM LXVII. Metre ii. HINE, mighty God, on Britain shine With Beams of heav'nly Grace: Reveal thy Pow'r through all our Coasts, And fhew thy fmiling Face. 2 When fhall thy Name, from Shore to Shore, Sound all the Earth abroad; And diftant Nations know and love 3 Sing to the LORD, ye diftant Lands, 4 He, the great LORD, the fov'reign JUDGE, Who fits enthron'd above, Wifely commands the Worlds He made, 5 Earth fhall obey her MAKER'S Will, Our God will crown his chofen Ifle 6 GOD the REDEEMER fcatters round While the Creation's utmost Bound PSALM MAY AY GOD his fav'ring Ear incline, And bid his Face on Ifrael fhine; That All thy Counfels, LORD, may know Where Earth extends, or Oceans now. 2 To Thee of Life th' eternal Spring, Invifible, All-potent KING, 3 One Chorus let all Nations raise, Exult each Tribe, exult each Land; 4 Warm'd by his genial Suns, the Field 5 Great GOD, on us thy Bleffings show'r, PSALM LXVIII. ET GOD arife in all his Might, 2 He comes array'd in burning Flames; 3 He rides, and thunders through the Sky; 4 The Widow and the Fatherless 6 KINGDOMS and Thrones to God belong; Crown Him, ye Nations, in your Song: His wondrous Names and Pow'rs rehearse; your 7 He fhakes the Heav'ns with loud Alarms; How terrible is GOD in Arins! In Irael are his Mercies known, 8 Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him bleft, PART III. 9 LORD, when Thou didft afcend on high, |