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PSALM XLVI. Second part.

God fights for his church.
ET Sion in her king rejoice,

Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms risc;
He utters his almighty voice,

The nations melt, the tumuit dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought,

And Jacob's God is still our aid:
Behold the works his hand has wrought,

What defolations he has made.
3 From sea lo sea thro' all the shores

He makes the noise of battle ceale;
When from on high his thunder roars,

He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear,

Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame;
Keep silence all the earth, and hear

The sound and glory of his name.
5 “ Be Still, and learn that I am God,

" I'll be exalted o'er the lands,
" I will be known'and fear'd abroad,

“ But still my throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King,

While we fo near thy presence dwell,
Our faith shall fit fecure, and sing
Defiance to the gates of hell.

Christ afcending and reigning.
For a shout of sacred joy

To God the fov'reign King !
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,

And hymns of triumph sing.

2 Jefus our God ascends on high;

His heav'nly guards around
Attend him rising thro’ the sky,

With trumpet's joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King,

Let mortals learn their strains;
Let all the earth his honours sing;

O'er all the earth he reigns.
4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound,

Let knowledge lead the song,
Nor mock him with a solemn sound

Upon a thoughtless tongue.
5 In Isra'l stood his antieot throne,

He lov'd that chosen race;
But now he calls the world his owng.

And heathens taste his grace.
6 The Britifh islands are the Lord's,

There Abraham's God is known;
While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords

Submit before his throne.

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PSALM XLVIII. 1,-8. First Part. The church is the honour and safety of a nation I[ REAT is the Lord our God,

And let his praise be great;
He makes his churches his abode,

His most delightful feat.
2 These temples of his grace,

How beautiful they stand!
The honours of our native place,

And bulwarks of our land.] 3 In Sion God is known A refuge in distress;


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How bright has his falvation fhone

Through all her palaces. 4 When kings against her join'd,

And saw the Lord was there, In wild coofufion of the mind

They filed with hafty fear. 5 When navies tall and proud

Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends his tempest roaring loud,

And finks them in the feas. 6 Oft have our fathers told,

Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold

Where his own sheep have been. 7 In ev'ry new distress

We'll to his house repair,
We'll think upon his wondrous grace,

And seek deliv'rance there.

PSALM XLVIII. 10,- 14. Second Parti

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The beauty of the church; or, Gospel worship and

order. TAR as

The world declares thy praise; Thy faints, O Lord, before thy throne

Their songs of honour raise. 2 With joy let Judah stand

On Sion's chofeo hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,

And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around

The city where we dwell,

Compass and view thine holy ground,

And mark the building well:
4 The orders of thy house,

The worship of thy court,
The chearful fongs, the folema vows,

And make a fair report,
5 How deceat and how wise !

How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,

And rites adorn'd with gold. 6 The God we worship now

Will guide us till we die,' Will be our God while he. e below,

And ours above the sky.


doth the man of riches grow

PSALM XLIX. 6,-14. ift Part. Com.Metre.
Pride and death; or, The vanity of life and riches.
1 THY doth the man of riches

To see his wealth and honours flow

With ev'ry rising tide?
2 [Why doth he treat the poor with fcorn,

Made of the self-fame clay,
And boast as tho' his flesh were bora

Of better duft than they?]
3. Not all his treasures can procure

His foul a short reprieve,
Redeem from death one guilty houry.

Or make his brother live.
4 [Life is a blessing can't be fold

The ranfom is too high;
Justice will ne'er be bçib'd with gold,
That man may never die.]

5 He sees the brutish and the wise,

The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,

And halten to the grave.
6 Yet 'tis his ioward thought and price,

" My house shall ever stand;
" And that my name may long abide,

" I'll give it to my land.” 7 Vain, are his thoughts, his hopes are lost,

How soon his mem'ry dies ! His pame is written in the dust Where his own carcass lies.

PAUSE, 8 This is the folly of their way;

And yet their fons as vain Approve the words their fathers say,

And act their works again.
9 Men void of wisdom and of grace,

If honour raise them high,
Live like the beast, a thoughtless race,

And like the beast they die.
10 [Laid in the grave like filly sheep,
Death feeds


them there, "Till the last trumpet break their sleep

In terror and despair.)

PSALM XLIX. 14, 15. Second Part.

Common Metre.


Death and the resurrection.
E sons of pride that hate the juft

And trample on
When death has brought you down to duft.
Your pomp

Thall rise no more.

the poor,

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