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3 To God my Heart resign' its Care;
To Him my Tongue address;d its Pray'r,;
4 O what: Requitaliat-my Hand,
Shall Mercies, LORD, like thine demand ?
PSALM CXVI. Metre iii.
Inclin'd to my distressful Pray'r;
And bade my fainting Heart rejoice.
To Him I'll breathe my humble Cries;
Adore his Name and fing, his Prạife.
4 Return my Soul, and sweetly ręst
The Bounties of his Grace adore,
A living Witness to his Word;
My Griefs were great, and great his Grace. 6 No meaner Help, no mortal Art,
Could ease the Anguifh of my Heart;
Pronounc'd the Words of Men but Lies. 7 What shall I render to the LORD?
Or how his wondrous Grace record ?
And change my Sighs for Songs of Praise. 8 The crowded Courts shall see me pay
The Vows of my distressful Day :
By Nature's Ties, and Bonds divine ;
Anew I give myself to Thee.
My Invocations I will raise ;
While Crowds with Joy thy House attend. II O Sion, in thy sacred Courts,
Where Glory dwells and Joy resorts,
P.SALM CXVII. Metre i.
iin HY Name, Almighty LÓRD,
Shall found through distant Lands :
Thy Truth for ever stands.
be exchang’d no more.
mar 2017 RAISE the LORD, with hallow'd Mirth,
Ev'ry Nation, Tribe, and Tongue;' 1
Christians, militant on Earth, F.
Let your SAVIOUR's Praise be fung,
ROM All that dwell below the Skies
Let the CREATOR's Praise arise :
Through ev'ry Land, by ev'ry Tongue.
Eternal Truth attends thy Word;
PSALM CXVII. Metre iv.
Their cheerful Voice and, fing his
E E what a living Stone
The Builders did refuse
In spite of envious Fews.
Reje&t thine only Son;
As the chief Corner-Stone:
And wondrous in our Eyes : -
This Day did Jesus. rise. 4
This is the glorious Day
That our REDEEMER made ;
Let all the Church be glad. 5* Hosannah to the King
of David's royal Blood;
Salvation from-your God. 6 We bless thine holy Word,
Which all this Grace displays
Our Saerifice of Praise.
PSALM OXVIH. Metre ii.
1 Of what the Sons of Earth can do,
Since Heav'n affords its Aides 2 'Tis safer, LORD, to hope in Thee;
And have my God my Friend, Than trust in Men' of high Degree,
And on their Truth dependly
Allarge and angry Swarm";
By thine Almighty-Arm.. 4 'Tis through the Lord my Heart is strong,
In Him my Lips-rejoice ; While his Salvation is my Song,
How cheerful is: my Voice
When God appears they Alys
Make a fierce Blaze and die.
The LORD protects their Days:
PART II. 7. LORD, thouthalt heard thy Servant cry,
And refcuid from the Grave;
If GoD refolve to fave.)