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4 [He fmote the first born fons,
The flow'r of Egypt, dead;
And thence his chofen tribes
With joy and glory led.
"Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall ftill endure;
"And ever fure
"Abides thy word.

5 His pow'r and lifted rod
Cleft the red-fea in two;
And for his people made
A wond'rous paffage thro',
"His pow'r and grace
"Are still the fame:
"And let his name
"Have endless praise.

6 But cruel Pharaoh there
With all his hoft: he drown'd
And brought his Ifra'l fafe
Thro' a long defart ground.
Thy mercy, Lord,

"Shall ftill endure;
"And ever fure
"Abides thy word.

PAUSE.

7 The kings of Canaan fell
Beneath his dreadful hand;
While his own fervants took
Poffeffion of their land.

"His pow'r and grace
"Are ftill the fame;
"And let his name
"Have endless praife.]

8 He faw the nations lye

All perishing in fio,
And pity'd the fad state
The ruin'd world was in.
"Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall ftill endure;
"And ever fure
"Abides thy word.

9 He fent his only Son
To fave us from our woe,
From Satan, fin and death,..
And ev'ry hurtful foe.
"His pow'r and grace
"Are ftill the fame;
"And let his name
"Have endless praise.

10 Give thanks aloud to God,
To God the heav'nly King:
And let the fpacious earth
His works and glories fing.

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Thy mercy, Lord,
"Shall ftill endure;
"And ever fure
"Abides thy word.

PSALM CXXXVI. Abridged. Long Metre.

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IVE to our God immortal praife!
Mercy and truth are all his ways;
"Wonders of grace to God belong,
Repeat his mercies in your fong.

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown;
"His mercies ever fhall endure

"When lords and kings are known no more.

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky,
And fix'd the starry lights on high:
"Wonders of grace to God belong,
"Repeat his mercies in your fong.
4 He fills the fun with morning light,
He bids the moon direct the night:
"His mercies ever shall endure,

"When funs and moons fhall shine no more.

5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand,
And brought them to the promis'd land:
"Wonders of grace to God belong,
"Repeat his mercies in your fong.
6 He faw the Gentiles dead in fin.
And felt his pity work within:
"His mercies ever shall endure,
"When death and fin fhall reign no more.
7 He fent his Son with pow'r to fave
From guilt and darkness, and the grave:
"Wonders of grace to God belong,
"Repeat his mercies in your fong.

8 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly feat:
"His mercies ever fhall endure,
"When this vain world fhall be no more.

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PSALM CXXXVIII.

Reftoring and preferving grace.

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7ITH all my pow'rs of heart and tongue
I'll praise my Maker in my fong:

Angels fhall hear the notes I raife,
Approve the fong, and join the praise.

2 Angels that make thy church their care,
Shall witnefs my devotions there:

While holy zeal directs my eyes
To thy fair temple in the fkies.]
3 I'll fing thy truth and mercy, Lord,
I'll fing the wonders of thy word;
Not all thy works and names below
So much thy pow'r and glory fhow.
4 To God I cry'd when troubles rose;
He heard me, and fubdu'd my foes;
He did my rifing fears controul
And firength diffus'd thro' all my foul:
The God of heav'n maintains his state,
Frowns on the proud, and fcorns the great
But from his throne defcends to fee
The fons of humble poverty.

6 Amidst a thoufand fnares I ftand
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting foul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.

7 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To fave from forrows or from fins:
The work that wisdom undertakes
Eternal mercy ne'er forfakes.

PSALM CXXXIX. First Part. Long Metre

The all-feeing God.

LORD, thou haff fearch'd and feen me thro
Thine eye commands with piercing view

My rifing and my refting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their pow'rs.
My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God diftinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to fpeak,
Ere from my op'ning lips they breaks.

3 Within thy circling pow'r I ftand;
On ev'ry fide I find thy hand:
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded ftill with God.

4 Amazing knowledge! vaft and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
My foul, with all the pow'rs I boast
Is in the boundless profpect loft.

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"O may these thoughts poffefs my breaft
"Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
"Nor let my weaker pailions dare
"Confent to fin, for God is there."

PAUSE I

6 Could I fo falfe, fo faithlefs prove, To quit thy fervice and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy prefence fhun, Or from thy dreadful glory run! 7 If up to heav'n I take my flight,

'Tis there thou dwell'ft enthron'd in light Or dive to hell, there veng'ance reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8 If mounted on a morning ray 1 fly beyond the Western Sea, Thy fwitter hand would first arrive, And there arreft thy fugitive. Or fhould I try to shun thy fight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day.

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To "O may these thoughts poffefs my breaft, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest !

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