6 Before Him, Righteoufnefs fhall march, I Care. PSALM LXXXV. Metre ii. ORD, thou haft call'd thy Grace to mind, Thou haft revers'd our heavy Doom; So GOD forgave when Ifrael finn'd, And brought his wand'ring Captives home. 2 Thou haft begun to fet us free, And made thy fierceft Wrath abate ; 3 Revive our dying Graces, LORD, 4 We wait to hear what God will fay: PART II. 5 SALVATION is for ever nigh 2 6 Mercy and Truth on Earth are met, 7 Now Truth and Honour fall abound, Religion dwell on Earth again, And heav'nly Influence blefs the Ground, 8 Pure Righteoufnefs (her healing Wing PSALM LXXXVI. Metre i. T O my Complaint, O LORD my GOD, 2 To me, who daily Thee invoke, 3 Thou LORD art good, not only good, Of plenteous Mercy to all thofe Who for thy Mercy fue. 4 Thee will I praise, O LORD my God, I Praife Thee with Heart fincere; And to thy ever-glorious Name **Eternal Trophies rear. 5 For Thou thy conftant Goodnefs didit/ To my Alliftance bring; Of Patience, Mercy, and of Truth, PSALM LXXXVI. Metreil. LORD, + ORD, to my ants t Ear incline, Heart entirely thine; My Hope confirm, and guard from Ill 2 Affift my Feet thy Paths to tread, 4 I Thy Love my loudeft Praise fhall fhare, Whofe Grace my Soul with Health has crown'd, And fnatch'd me from the Pit profound. O grant me, LORD, fome fav'ring Sign, Some Pledge that may befpeak me Thine, That, cloth'd with Shame, my Foes may fee What Aid, what Blifs, I boaft in THEE. G PSALM LXXXVII. OD in his earthly Temple lays Foundations for his heav'nly Praife: He likes the Tents of Jacob well, But ftill in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His Mercy vifits ev'ry House, That pay their Night and Morning Vows; 3 What Glories were defcrib'd of old! 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, 5 When God makes up his laft Account 'Twill be an Honour to appear PSALM. LXXXVIII. IM To Thee I pour my Cries; Y SAVIOUR GOD, by Night, by Day, Let my fad Plaints, while thus I pray, 2 Low in the Depth's unfathom'd Night, 3 No friendly Feet approach me nigh; To Thee (who only hear'ft my cry) My fuppliant Hands I fpread. ¿ 4 O fay, fhall mightiest Acts be fhown Where Death triumphant reigns? The Dead, to make thy Wonders known, 5 Shall Love, like thine, and Truth appear 6 Like breaking Seas, with mighty Force I PSALM LXXXIX. Metre i. M The Mercies of the LORD; Y never-ceafing Songs fhall fhow And make fucceeding Ages know 2 The facred Truths his Lips pronounce 3 How long the Race of David held 4 His Seed for ever fhall poffefs A Throne above the Skies; The meaneft Subject of his Grace 5 LORD, GOD of Hofts, thy wondrous Ways Are fung by Saints above; And Saints on Earth their Honours raise To thy unchanging Love. PART H. 6 WITH Rev'rence let the Saints appear, |