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His beams thro' all the nations run,
And life and light convey.
It spreads diviner light,
And gives the blind their fight.
And all thy judgments just,
And men securely trust.
Are thy directions giv'n!
But find the path to hear'n!
5 I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
To guide me, lest I stray.
The errors of his ways?
I would not dare transgress.
Forgive my secret faults,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. & While with my heart and tongue
i spread thy praise abroad; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God.
PSALM XIX. Long Metre.
The glory and success of the gospel.
In ev'ry star thy wisdom (hines;
We read thy name in fairer lines.
Aod nights and days thy pow'r confess;
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
Round the whole earth, and never Itand:
It touch'd, and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest
Till thro' the world thy truth has run;
That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise,
Bless the dark world with heav'nly light;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In fouls renewd, and fins forgiv'o:
PSALM XIX. To the tune of the 11 3th Psalm,
The book of nature and fcripture. '
REAT God, the heav'n's well'order'd frame,
There thy rich works of wonder shine,
Of boundless pow'r, and skill divine. , 2 From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light,
Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read;
And neither found nor language need.
And ev'ry nation knows their voice:
Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice.
All nature joins to shew thy praise:
But fairer is the book of grace.
5 I love the volumes of thy word;
To fouls benighted and distreft!
Thy promise leads my heart to reft.
These are my study and delight;
Not honey fo invites the taste,
Appears so pleasing to the fight. 7 Thy threatnings wake my numbring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blelled gospel, Lord,
And gives a free, but large reward.
And from presumptuous fias restrain:
And book of nature not in vain.
PSA L M XX.
Attend his people's humble cry!
And brings deliv'rance from on bigh. 2. The name of Jacob's God defends
Better than thields or brazen walls;
Succour and strength when Zion calls. 3
Well he remembers all our sighs,
Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 In his falvation is our hope,
And in the name of Isra'l's God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up,
Our Davies spread their flags abroad. 5 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts:
From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts, 6 10 may the memory of thy name
Inspire our armies for the fight!
Or quit the field with shameful flight.] · 7 Now fave us, Lord, from slavilh fear,
Now let our hope be firm and strong,
PSALM XXI. Common Metre.
Our King is the care of Heaven.
Shall in thy strength rejoice;
To heav'n his chearful voice. 2 Thy sure defence thro' nations round
Has spread bis glorious name; And his successful actions crown'd
With majesty and fame.
For timely aid rely;
And all our wants supply.
Shall feel thy dreadful hand:
Thai hate his mild command.