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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.
How wife th’ Eternal Mind !
That his first Thoughts design'd.
He fix'd his Cov'nant sure :
To endless Years endure.
Thy heav'nly Skill proclaim ; What shall we do to make us wise,
But learn to read thy Name ?
Is our divinest Skill;
Who best obeys thy Will.
PA RT II.
7 GREAT is the Lord, his Works of Might
Demand our noblest Songs; Let his assembled 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 goud.
9 His Son, the great RedeEMER, came
To seal his Cov'nant fure :
His Ways are just and pure.
Muft with his Fear begin ;
In hating ev'ry Sin.
PSALM CXI. Metre ii.
Y Soul, with facred Zeal inspir'd,
Shall wake to God the thankful In secret with his Saints retird, [Strain,
And 'midit fair Sian's crowded Fane. 2 Great are his Works : with studious Aim
Each faithful Heartthofe Works has trac’d; His Acts thall higheft Honour claim,
His Righteousness for ever last.
In fweet Memorial ftand.confeit:
And tend'rest Pity warms his Breast. 4 His Love, the Souls to him ally'd,
With Food of heav'nly Growth has fill'd, Nor suffers from his Thoughts to slide
The Promise to his People feal'd.
His Faith shall Ifrael's Bliss enfure :
6 His Fear th' obedient Heart refines,
And Wisdom's Path to View displays:
HAT Man is bleit who stands in Awe
OF GOD, and loves his sacred' Law : His Seed on Earth shall be renown'd; His House, the Seat of Wealth, Thall be An unexhausted Treasury,
And with successive Honours crown'de
2 His ‘lib'ral Favours he extends,
A gen'rous Pity fills his Mind;
And thus he's just to all Mankind. 3 His Hands, while they his Alms bestow'd, His Glory's future Harvest sow'd :
The sweet Remembrance of the Just,
When dying Nature sleeps in Dust. 4. Beset with threat’ning Dangers round, Unmoy'd the Just maintains his Ground;
His Conscience holds his Courage up:
5 Ill Tidings never can furprise
Though Waves and Tempests roar around:
And all their Hope and Glory drown'd. 6 The Wicked fhall his Triumph see, And gnash their_Teeth in Agony,
To find their Expectations croft : They and their Envy, Pride, and Spite, Sink down to everlasting Night,
And all their Names in Darkness loft.
E Saints and Servants of the LORD,
The Triumphs of his Name record, His sacred Name for ever bless : Where'er the circling Sun displays His rising Beams, or setting Rays,
Due Praise to his great Name address. 2 God through the World extends his Sway, The Regions of eternal Day
But Shadows of his Glory are : With Him whose Majesty 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 highest Heav'n what Angels do,
Yet He to Earth vouchsafes his Care : He takes the Needy from his Cell, Advancing 'him in Courts to dwell,
Companion to the greatest there.
4 When childless Families despair,
To rescue their expiring Name :
Let ev'ry Age advance his Fame.
PSA L M CXII.
The Nations shall his Praise repeat. 2 Above the Earth, beyond the Sky,
Stands his high Throne of Majesty;
Nor bound his universal Reign.
What Saints above and Angels do ;
The mean Affairs of Men below. 4 From Dust and Cottages obscure
His Grace exalts the humble Poor ;
PSALM CXIV. Metre i.
THEN Yacob's Sons, thro' Paths un
From Egypt took their Way, (known,
And Israel own'd his Sway.