PSALM LXXVII. Firft Part.
Melancholy affaulting, and hope prevailing.
O God I cry'd with mournful voice,
I fought his gracious ear,

In the fad day when troubles rofe,
And fill'd the night with fear.

2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights,
My foul refus'd relief;

I thought on God the just and wife,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
3 Still I complain'd, and still oppreft,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbid my reft,
And kept my eyes awake.

4 My overwhelming forrows grew,
Till I could fpeak no more;
Then I within myfelf withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o'er.

5 I call'd back years and antient times
When I beheld thy face;

My fpirit fearch'd for fecret crimes
That might with-hold thy grace.

6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind
Which I enjoy'd before;

And will the Lord no more be kind?
His face appear no more?

7 Will he for eve caft me off?
His promise ever fail?

Has he forgot his tender love?
Shall anger, ftill prevail?

8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, defpairing frame,

Remembring what thy hand hath wrought;
Thy hand is still the fame.

9 I'll think again of all thy ways,
And talk thy wonders o'er,
Thy wonders of recov'ring grace,
When flesh could hope no more.

io Grace dwells with juftice on the throne;
And men that love thy word
Have in thy fanctuary known
The counfels of the Lord.

PSALM LXXVII. Second part.

Comfort derived from antient providences: or, Ifrael delivered from Egypt, and brought to

Canaan.

OW awful is thy chaft'ning rod!

"H (May thy own children fay)

"The great, the wife, the dreadful God!
"How holy is his way!"

2 I'll meditate his works of old;
The King that reigns above,
I'll hear bis antient wonders told,
And learn to trust his love.

3 Long did the houfe of Jofeph lye
With Egypt's yoke oppreft;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry,
Nor gave his people rest

4 The fons of good old Jacob feem'd
Abandon'd to their foes;

But his almighty arm redeem'd
The nation that he chofe.

5 Ifra'l his people and his sheep,
Muft follow where he calls;

He bids them venture thro' the deep,
And made the waves their walls.

6 The waters faw thee, mighty God,"
The waters faw thee come;

Backward they fled, and frighted flood,
To make thine armies room.

7 Strange was thy journey thro' the fea,
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown;
Terrors attend the wond'rous way,
That brings thy mercies down.

8 [Thy voice, with terror in the found,
Thro' clouds and darkness broke;
All heav'n in lightning fhone around,
And earth with thunder fhook.

9 Thine arrows thro' the skies were hurl'ḍ,
How glorious is the Lord!

Surprise and trembling feiz'd the world,
And his own faints ador'd.

10 He

gave them water from the rock;
And fafe by Mofes' hand,

Thro' a dry defart led his flock
'Home to the promis'd land.]

PSALM LXXVIII. First part.

Providences of God recorded: or, Pious education and inftruction of children.

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ET children hear the mighty deeds,
Which God perform'd of old;
Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.

2 He bids us make his glories known;
His works of pow'r and grace;

And we'll convey his wonders down
Thro' ev'ry rifing race.

3 Our lips fhall tell them to our fons,
And they again to theirs,
That generations yet unborn
May teach them to their heirs.

4 Thus fhall they learn in God alone
Their hope fecurely stands,
That they may ne'er forget his works
But practise his commands.

PSALM LXXVIII. Second Part.

Ifrael's rebellion and punishment; or, The fins and chaftifements of God's people.

What a ftiff rebellious houfe
Was Jacob's antient race!

Falfe to their own moft folemn vows,

And to their Maker's

grace.

2 They broke the cov'nant of his love,
And did his laws despile,

Forgot the works he wrought to prove
His pow'r before their eyes.

3 They faw the plagues on Egypt light,
From his revenging hand:
What dreadful tokens of his might
Spread o'er the stubborn land!

4 They faw him cleave the mighty fea,
And march'd in fafety thro',

With watry walls to guard their way,
Till they had 'cap'd the foe.

5 A wondrous pillar mark'd the road,
Compos'd of shade and light;

By day it prov'd a fhelt'ring cloud,
A leading fire by night.

He from the rock their thirst supply'd;

The gufhing waters fell,

And ran in rivers by their fide,

A. conftant miracle.

Yet they provok'd the Lord most high,'
And dar'd diftruft his hand:
"Can he with bread our host supply
"Amidst this defart land?"

8 The Lord with indignation heard,
And caus'd his wrath to flame;
His terrors ever stand prepar'd
To vindicate his name.

PSALM LXXVIII. Third Part

The punishment of luxury and intemperance; or, Chaftifement and falvation.

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7HEN Ifra'l fins, the Lord reproves,

Wand fills their hearts with dread;

Yet he forgives the men he loves,

And fends them heav'nly bread.

2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand, And made his treasures known;

He gave

the midnight clouds command To pour provifion down.

3 The manna like a morning fhow'r
Lay thick around their feet;

The corn of heav'n, fo light, fo pure,
As though 'twere angels meat.

4 But they in murm'ring language faid,
* Maona is all our feaft;

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