7 How terrible thy Glories beloxoT41 8 The Northern Pole and Southern reft 9 Thy Words the raging Wind contról, 10 Heav'n, Earth, and Air, and Sea are thine, And the dark World of Hell; How did thine Arm in Vengeance fhine, II Juftice and Judgment are thy Throne, PART III. 12 BLEST are the Souls that hear and know 13 Their Joy fhall bear their Spirits up, 14 The LORD, our Glory and Defence, PART IV. 15 HEAR what the LORD in Vision said, And made his Mercy known: "Sinners, behold your Help is laid "On my Almighty Son. 16" High fhall He reign on David's Throne, "My People's better KING; "My Árm fhall beat his Rivals down, "And ftill new Subjects bring. 17 "My Truth fhall guide Him in his Way, With Mercy by his Side; "While in my Name, thro' Earth and Sea, "He fhall in Triumph ride. t 18" My first-born Son, array'd in Grace, "At my Right-Hand fhall fit; "Beneath Him Angels know their Place, "And Monarchs at his Feet. 19 My Cov'nant stands for ever fast; "My Promifes are strong: [laft, "Firm as the Heav'ns his Throne fhall "His Seed endure as long." PART V. 20 "YET (faith the LORD) if David's Race, "The Children of my Son, "Should break my Laws, abufe my Grace, "And tempt mine Anger down; 21" Their Sins I'll vifit with the Rod, 22 "My Cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, 23 24 « Once have I fworn (I need no more), "The Sun fhall fee his Offspring rife, 25 "Sure as the Moon that rules the Night, His Kingdom fhall endure; "Till the fix'd Laws of Shade and Light "Shall be obferv'd no more.' 26 THINK, mighty God, on feeble Man! 27 LORD, fhall it be for ever faid, Are not thy Servants Day by Day! 28 Haft thou not promis'd to thy SON, 29 For ever bleffed be the LORD!? Who gives his Saints a rich Reward For all their Toil, Reproach, and Pain; Join to proclaim thy wondrous Love, PSALM MY Y grateful Tongue, immortal KING, My Verse to Time's remoteft Day 2 From Thee, amid th' aerial Space, The North and South affume their Place; While Tabor's Brow, with Ev'ning red, And Eastern Hermon's unfhorn Head, Wide through their echoing Groves thy In Songs of grateful Joy proclaim. [Name 3 Strong is thine Arm, thy fteadfast Will Thy Hands with fure Effect fulfil; While Juftice, 'mid th' ethereal Plain, 4 O Bleft, who know that facred Sound Which through eternal Years fhall run!- 5 How fhall they joy from Day to Day, Thy Strength their fureft Refuge deem, 6 FOR ever fhall my Song record 7 Thus to his SON He fware and faid, 8 "Be Thou my PROPHET, Thou my PRIEST; Thy Children fhall be ever bleft t; "Thou art my chofen King: Thy Throne "Shall ftand eternal like my own. H I |