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8 O Lord, our hear'nly King,
Thy name is all divine:
And o'er the heav'ns they shine.]
Christ's condefcenfion, and glorification : or, God
LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great,
Is thine exalted name !
Let men and babes proclaim.
The moon that rules the night,
Those moving worlds of light. 3. Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
And love his nature fo:
To take a mortal form,
To fave a dying worm.
And men would not adore, Th’obedient feas and fishes own
his Godhead and his pow'r.
And fish at his command,
Bring tribute to his hand.
7 These lesser glories of the Son,
Shone thro' the fleshly cloud; Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.] 8 Let him be crown'd with majesty,
Who bow'd his head to death; And be his honours founded high,
By all things that have breath.
Is thine exalted name!
Let the whole earth proclaim.
PSALM VIII. Ver. 1, 2, Paraphrased,
First part. Long Metre.
Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise,
O’er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2. To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honour raise;
Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r affifts their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
And all their policies confound.
To lee their great Redeemer's face;
5 The frowning fcribes and angry priests
Jo vain their impious cavils bring:
PSALM VIII. Ver. 3, &c. Paraphrased.
Second part. Long Metre.
ORD, what was man, when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust,
But juft below an angel's place!
And make him lord of all below,
And lay the fishes at his feet?
To crown the second Adam's state?
Who condescended to be born ?
See him in duft among the dead,
But he shall reign with pow'r divine.
The mis’ries that attend the fall,
PSALM IX. First part.
Thy wonders I'll proclaim,
Thou for’reign judge of right and wrong
Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll fing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne
And make his vengeance known.
For all the poor opprest;
And give the weary rest.
In thy abundant grace:
Who humbly seek thy face.
Who dwells on Zion's hill,
And doth his grace fulfil.
PSALM IX. Ver. 12. Second part.
The wifiom and equity of providence. WHEN
HEN the great Judge supreme and just,
Shall once enquire for blood, The humble fouls i hat mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.
Does his owo children raise:
They sing their Father's praile.
Into the pit they made;
4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known; When men of mischief are destroy'd, The snare must be their own.
PAUSE. 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell;
Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.
And wait and long cumplain,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.
To judge and save the poor ;
And man prevail no more.
And put their hearts to pain,
And they but feeble men.
PSA L M X. Prayer heard, and saints faved: or, Pride, atheis
and oppression punished.
For a humiliation day.
And why conceal his face,
And times of deep distress?
Thy justice and thy pow'r?