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3 Let the bright hosts who wait

The orders of their King,
And guard his churches when they pray,

Join in the praise they sing.
4 While all his wond'rous works

Thro' his vast kingdom New Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul,

Shalt fing his graces too.


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The glory of God in creation and providence.

Y foul, thy great Creator praise;

When cloth'd in his celestial rays
He in full majesty appears

And, like a robe, his glory wears.
Note, This Psalm-may be sung to the tune of the

Old 112th or 127th Pfalm, by adding these two
lines to every stanza, viz.
Great is the Lord; what tongue can frame
An equal honour to his name?

Otherwise it must be sung as the rooth Pfalm. 2 The heav'ns are for his curtains spread,

Th’unfathom'd deep he makes his bed:
Clouds are his chariot, when he flies

On winged forms a-cross the skies.
3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires,

His ministers are flaming fires;
'And swift as thought their armies move

To bear his veogance or his love.
4 The world's foundations by his hand

Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand:
He binds the ocean in his chain,
Leit it should drown the earth agaiz.

5 When earth was cover'd with the flood,

Which high above the mountains stood,
He thunder'd, and the ocean fled,

Confin'd to its appointed bed.
6 The swelling billows know their bound,

And in their channels walk their round;
Yet thence convey'd by secret veins,

They spring on hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the crystal fountains flow,

And chear the valleys as they go;
Tame heifers there their thirst allay,

And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasaot trees which made the brink,

The lark and linnet light to drink;
Their fongs the lark and linnet raise,
And chide our silence in his praise.


9 God, from his cloudy cistern, pours

On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs:
The grove, the garden, and the field,

A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise,

And gives the cattle large fupplies;
With herbs for man, of various pow'r,

To nourish nature, or to cure.
11 What noble fruit the vines produce !

The olive yields a shiping juice;
Our hearts are chear'd with gen'rous wine,

With inward joy our faces fhiae.
12 0 blefs his name, ye Britons, fed
With nature's chief supporter, bread:

While bread your vital strength imparts,
Serve him with vigour in your hearts.


13 Behold the stately cedar stands Rais'd in the forest by his hands; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly,

And build their nests fecure on bigho 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat;

And at the airy mountains foot
The feebler creatures make their cell;

He gives them wisdom where to dwell.
15 He fets the fun his circling race,
Appoints the moon to change her face;
And when thick darkness veils the day,
Calls out wild beasts to hunt their

prey. 26 Fierce lions lead their young abroad,

And roaring ask their meat from God;
But when the morning beams arise

The favage beast to covert flies. 17. Then man to daily labour goes;

The night was made for his repose;.
Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief

From tirefome toil and wafting grief, 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill!

And ev'ry land thy riches fill;
Thy wisdom round the world we see,

This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor lefs thy glories in the deep,

Where fish in millions swim and creep,
With wond'rous motions, swift or Now,
Still wand'ring in the paths below.

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2o There ships divide their watry way,

And flocks of scaly monsters play;
There dwells the huge Leviath2o,
And foams and sports in spite of mano

Pause III.


21 Vaft ar thy works, almighty Lord,

All nature rests upon thy word,
And the whole race of creatures stands,

Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22. While each receives his diff'rent food,

Their chearful looks pronounce it good:
Eagles and bears, and whales and worms

Rejoice and praile in diff'rent forms.
23 But when thy face is hid they mourn,

And dying to their dust return;
Both man and beast their souls resiga:

Life, breath, and spirit, all is thine.
24. Yet thou canst breath on dust again,

And fill the world with beasts and men;
A word of thy creating breath

Repairs the wastes of time and death. 25 His works, the wonders of his might,

Are honour'd with his own delight;
How awful are his glorious ways !

The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy ftroke,

And at thy touch the mountains smoke;
Yet humble souls may see thy face,

And tell their wants to sov'reigo grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet;

G And reli the world his grace;

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Thy praises shall my breath employ,

Till it expire in endless joy.
28 While haughty finners die accurst,

Their glory bury'd with their dust,
I'to my God, my heav’oly king,
Immortal hallelujahs fing.

PSALM CV. Abridged.
God's conduct of Israel, and the plagues of Egypt.

VIVE thanks to God, invoke his name,
And tell the world his

grace; Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame,

That all may seek his face.
2 His cov'nant, which he kept in mind

For num'rous ages past,
To num'rous ages yet behind,

In cqual force fhall last.
3 He sware to Abraham and his feed,

And made the blessing fure:
Gentiles the aptient promise read,

And find his truth endure.
" Thy feed shall make all nations bleit,

(Said the Almighty voice)
“ And Canaan's land shall be their reft,

“ The type of heav'nly joys."
5 [How large the grant! how.rich the grace!

To give them Canaan's land,
When they were strangers in the place,

A little feeble band !
6 Like pilgrims thro' the countries round

Securely they remov'd;
And haughty kings, that on them frowa'd,

Scverely he reprow'd,

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