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But Chrift, my Lord, is conqu’ror still

In all the wars that devils wage. 8 My song for ever shall record

That terrible, that joyful hour;
And give the glory to the Lord
Due to his mercy and his pow'r.


PSALM XVII. Second Part. Ver. 20,-26. Long Metre.

Sincerity proved and rewarded. ORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere,

Haft made thy truth and love appear; Before minc eyes I let thy laws,

And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. 2 Since I have learn'd thy holy ways,

I've walk'd upright before thy face;
Or if my feet did e'er depart,

'Twas never with a wicked heart.
3 What sore temptations broke my rest!

What wars and strugglings in my breast?
But through thy grace that reigns within,

I guard agaioft my darling fin.
4 That sin that close befets me still,

That works and Irives agaiost my will;
When shall thy 'Spirit's sov'reigo pow'r

Destroy it, that it rise no more.
5 [With an in partial hand, the Lord

Deals out to mortals their reward :
The kind and faithful soul fall find

A God as faithful and as kind,
6 The just and pure shall ever say,

Thou art more pure, more just than they :

And men that love revenge shall know
God hath an arm of vengeance too.]

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PSALM XVIII. Third Part. Ver. 30, 31,

34, 35, 46, &c. Long metre.
Rejoicing in God; or, Salvation and triumph.
UST are thy ways, and true thy word,

Great Rock of my secure abode;
Who is a god beside the Lord?

Or where's a refuge like our God?!
2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,

Gives me his hoiy sword to wield;
And while with sin and hell I fight,
Spreads his talvation for my shield.
3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock)

The God of my salvation lives,
The dark designs of hell are broke;

Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age

I will exalt my Father's name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,

But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal feed

Thy grace for ever shall extend;
Thy love to faints in Christ their head.
Knows not a limit nor an end..

PSALM XVIII. First part. Common Metre.

Vietory and triumph over temporal enemies. 1 TE love thee, Lord, and we adore,

Now is thine arm reveal'd;
Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r,

Or bulwark and our shield.

We ,

2 We fly to our eternal Rock

And find a sure defence;
His holy name our lips invoke,

And draw salvation thence.
When God our leader shines in arms,

What mortal heart can bear
The thunder of his loud alarms?

The lightning of his spear?
4 He rides upon the winged wind,

And angels in array,
In millions, wait to know his mind,

And swift as flames obey
5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke

Whole ai mies are dilmay'd;
His voice, his frown his angry look

Strikes all their courage dead.
6 He forms our gen'rals for the field

With all their dreadful skill;
Gives them his awful sword to wield,

And makes their hearts of steel. 7 [He arms our captains to the fight,

(Tho' there his name's forgot ; He çirded Cyrus with his might,

But Cyrus knew him not.)
8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest

For his own churches fake:
The pow'rs that give his people rest

Shall of his care partake.]

PSALM XVIII. Second Part. Common Metre,

The Conqueror's Song.
O thine almighty arm we owe



Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,

And melt their strength away.
2. 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,

And break united pow'rs;
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale

The proudest of their tow'rs.
3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field,

And trod them to the ground, While thy falvation was our fhield,

But they no shelter found! 4 In vain to idol faints they cry,

And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great, so high,

So pow'rful as our God? s The Rock of Isra'l ever lives,

His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives,

And gives his people rest. 6 On kings that reign as David did,

He pours his blessings down; Secures their honours to their feed,

And well supports their crown.


PSALM XIX. First Part. Short metre.

The book of nature and scripture.

For a Lord's-day morning.
EHOLD the lofty sky

Declares its maker God,
And all bis ftarry works on high

Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2 The darknels and the light

Still keep their course the fame;

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While night to day, and day to night

Divinely teach his name.
3 Io ev'ry diff'rent land

Their geo'ral voice is known;
They shew the wonders of his hand,

And orders of his throne.
4 Ye British lands rejoice,

Here he reveals his word,
We are not left to nature's voice

To bid us know the Lord.
5 His statutes and commands

Are set before our eyes,
He puts his gospel in our hands,

Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,

His truth without deceit,
His promises for ever sure,

And his rewards are great.
7 Not honey to the taste

Affords so much delight,
Nor gold that has the furnace pass’d

So much allures the fight.
8 While of thy works I fing,

· Thy glory to proclaim,
Accept the praise, my God, my King,

In my Redeemer's name.

PSALM XIX. Second Part. Short Metre.
God's word most excellent; or, Sincerity and

For a Lord's-day-morning.
Ehold the morning sun
Begins his glorious way;


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