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PSA L M LXXXII. God the supreme governor ; or, Magistrates warned.


A greater Ruler takes his feat; The God of heav'n as judge, furveys

Those gods on earth and all their ways. 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws?

Or why support th' unrighteous cause?
When will ye once defend the poor,

That finners vex the saints no more? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know;

Dark are the ways in which they go;
Their name of earthly gods is vain,

For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son

Poffefs his universal throne,
And rule the nations with his rod;
He is our Judge, and he our God.

A complaint against perfecutors.
ND will the God of


A Perpetual filence keep?

The God of justice hold his peace,

And let his veng'ance sleep?
Behold what cursed foaręs
The men of mischief spread:
The men that hate thy faints and chce
Lift up their chreatning head

3 Against thy hidden ones

Their couosels they employ, od malice, with her watchful eye,

Pursues them to destroy. 4 The noble and the base

Into thy pastures leap; The lion and the stupid ass

Conspire to vex thy sheep. 5

Come, let us joia, they crys.

" To root them from the ground, « Till not the name of faints remain,

Nor mem'ry shall be found. 6 Awake, almighty God,

And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them like forests to the fire,

Or stubble to the wind.
7 Convince their madness, Lord,

And make them feek thy name:
Or else their stubborn rage confound,

That they may die in fhame, 8 Then shall the nations know

That glorious dreadful word: Jehovah is thy name alone,

And thou the fov'reign Lord.

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PSALM LXXXIV. First Part. Long Metre.

The pleasure of public worship.
row pleasant, how divinely fair,

O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are !
With long desire my spirit faiots

To meet th' assemblies of thy faints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God;

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My God, my King, why should i be

So far from all my joys and thee? 3 The sparrow chuses where to rest,

And for her young provides her neft;
But will my God to sparrows grant

That plealure which his children want; of Blest are the saints who fit on high

Around thy throne of majesty;
Thy brightest glories shine above,

And all their work is praise and love. 5 Bleft are the fouls that find a place

Within the temple of thy grace;
There they bchold thy gentler rays,

And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are fet

To find the way to Zion's gate;
God is their strength; and thro' the road

They lean upon their helper God.
7 Chearful they walk with growing strength,

Till all shall meet in heav'n at length,
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.

PSALM LXXXIV. Second Part. Long Metre.

God and his church; or, Grace and Glory.


REAT God attend while Zion liogs

The joy that from thy presence springs : To spend one day, with thee on earth

Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place

Within thy house, O God of grace,

Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r,

Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our suo, he makes our day;

God is our shield, he guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and fin,

From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God beltow,

And crown that grace with glory too!
He gives us all things, and with holds

No real good from upright fouls,
5 O God, our king, whose sov'reign sway

The glorious hosts of heav'o obey,
And devils at thy presence flee,
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.

PSALM LXXXIV. 1, 4, 2, 3, 10.

Paraphrased in Common Metre.

Delight in ordinances of worship; or, God present

in his churches,

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Y foul, how lovely is the place

To which thy God
'Tis heav'o to see his smiling face,

Tho' in his earthly courts.
2 There the great monarch of the skies

His faving pow'r displays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes,

With kind and quickning rays.
3 W’ith his rich gifts the heav'nly Dove,

Descends and fills the place,
While Christ reveals his wondrous love,
And Meds abroad his grace.

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare

The secrets of thy will;
And still we seek thy mercy there,
And sing thy praises still,

5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee,

While far from thine abode;
When shall I tread thy courts, and see

My Saviour and my God?
6 The sparrow builds herself a nest,

And suffers no remove;
O make me like the sparrows bleft,

To dwell but where I love.,
7 To sit one day beneath thine eye,

And hear thy gracious voice,
Exceeds a whole eternity

Employ'd in carnal joys.
8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait

While Jesus is within,
Rather than fill a throne of state,

Or live in tents of fin.
9 Could I command the spacious land,

And the more boundless sea,
For one blest hour at thy right-hand

I'd give them both away.

PSALM LXXXIV. As the 148th Pfalm.

Longing for the house of God.
ORD of the worlds above,

How pleafant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earth in temples are !


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