2 How great the Works his Hand has
How glorious in our Sight! [wrought!
And Men in ev'ry Age have fought
His Wonders with Delight.

3 How most exact is Nature's Frame !
How wife th' Eternal Mind!
His Counsels never change the Scheme
That his firft Thoughts defign'd.

4 When He redeem'd his chosen Sons,
He fix'd his Cov'nant fure :

5

The Orders that his Lips pronounce,
To endless Years endure.

Nature and Time, and Earth and Skies,
Thy heav'nly Skill proclaim;

What fhall we do to make us wife,
But learn to read thy Name?

6 To fear thy Pow'r, to truft thy Grace,
Is our divineft Skill;

And he's the wifeft of our Race
Who beft obeys thy Will.

PART II.

7 GREAT is the LORD, his Works of Might
Demand our noblest Songs;
Let his affembled Saints unite
Their Harmony of Tongues.

8 Great is the Mercy of the LORD,
He gives his Children Food;
And ever mindful of his Word,
He makes his Promise good.

9

His Son, the great REDEEMER, came
To feal his Cov'nant fure :
Holy and rev'rend is his Name,

His Ways are just and pure.

10 They that would grow divinely wife,
Muft with his Fear begin;

Our fairest Proof of Knowledge lies
In hating ev'ry Sin.

PSALM CXI. Metre ii.

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Y Soul, with facred Zeal infpir'd, Shall wake to GOD the thankful In fecret with his Saints retir'd, [Strain, And 'midft fair Sian's crowded Fane.

2 Great are his Works: with studious Aim
Each faithful Heart thofe Works has trac'd;
His Acts fhall higheft Honour claim,
His Righteoufnels for ever last.

3 His Wonders to the grateful Senfe
In fweet Memorial ftand.confeft:

For boundless Grace his Hands difpenfe,
And tend'reft Pity warms his Breast.

4 His Love, the Souls to him ally'd,
With Food of heav'nly Growth has fill'd,
Nor fuffers from his Thoughts to flide.
The Promife to his People feal'd.

5 Salvation from our GoD defcends;
His Faith fhall Ifrael's Blifs enfure:
Majestic Awe his Name attends,
And Sanctity from Blemish pure..

6 His Fear th' obedient Heart refines, And Wifdom's Path to View displays: In brighteft Beams array'd it fhines,

And prompts each Tongue to endless Praife.

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PSALM CXII.

HAT Man is bleft who ftands in Awe
Of God, and loves his facred Law:
His Seed on Earth fhall be renown'd;
His Houfe, the Seat of Wealth, fhall be
An unexhaufted Treasury,

And with fucceffive Honours crown'd.

2 His 'lib'ral Favours he extends,
To fome he gives, to others lends ;
A gen'rous Pity fills his Mind;
Yet what his Charity impairs,
He faves by Prudence in Affairs,
And thus he's juft to all Mankind.

3 His Hands, while they his Alms bestow'd, His Glory's future Harvest fow'd :

The fweet Remembrance of the Juft,
Like a green Root, revives and bears
A Train of Bleffings for his Heirs,

When dying Nature fleeps in Duft.

4 Befet with threat'ning Dangers,round,
Unmov'd the Juft maintains his Ground;
His Confcience holds his Courage up:
The Soul that's fill'd with Virtue's Light,
Shines brighteft in Affliction's Night,
And fees in Darkness Beams of Hope.

5 Ill Tidings never can furprise
His Heart, that fix'd on God relies,
Though Waves and Tempefts roar around:
Safe on the Rock he fits and fees
The fhipwreck of his Enemies,

And all their Hope and Glory drown'd.
6 The Wicked fhall his Triumph fee,
And gnafh their Teeth in Agony,
To find their Expectations croft:
They and their Envy, Pride, and Spite,
Sink down to everlasting Night,

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And all their Names in Darkness loft.

PSALM CXIII. Metre i.

E Saints and Servants of the LORD,

- The Triumphs of his Name record, His facred Name for ever blefs: Where'er the circling Sun difplays His rifing Beams, or fetting Rays, Due Praise to his great Name addrefs.

2 GOD through the World extends his Sway, The Regions of eternal Day

But Shadows of his Glory are: With Him whofe Majefty excels, Who made the Heav'n in which He dwells, Let no created Pow'r compare.

3 Though 'tis beneath his State to view In higheft Heav'n what Angels do,

Yet He to Earth vouchfafes his Care: He takes the Needy from his Cell, Advancing him in Courts to dwell, Companion to the greateft there.

4 When childlefs Families despair,
He fends the Bleffing of an Heir,
To rescue their expiring Name:
The Mother, with a thankful Voice,
Proclaims his Praises and her Joys:-
Let ev'ry Age advance his Fame.

PSALM CXIII. Metre ii.

I E Servants of th' Almighty KING,

Yerry Age his Praifes fing.;

Where'er the Sun fhall rife or fet,
The Nations fhail his Praise repeat.

2 Above the Earth, beyond the Sky,
Stands his high Throne of Majefty;
Nor Time, nor Place his Pow'r reftrain,
Nor bound his univerfal Reign.

3 Behold his Love:He ftoops to view
What Saints above and Angels do;
And condefcends yet more to know
The mean Affairs of Men below.

4 From Duft and Cottages obfcure
His Grace exalts the humble Poor;
Gives them the Honour of his Sons,
And fits them for their heav'nly Thrones.

PSALM CXIV. Metre i.

WHE
W From Egypt took their Way, [known,

HEN Jacob's Sons, thro' Paths un

In Judah's Tribe his Prefence fhone,
And Ifrael own'd his Sway.