6 Joy to the faints and peace belongs; The Lord protects their ways: *Let I/r'el tune immortal fongs To his Almighty Grace.

PSALM CXVIII. Second Part.
Public Prare for Deliverance from Death.
ORD, thou hast heard thy fervant cry,
And refeu'd from the grave;

Now fhall he live; (and none can die,
If God refolve to fave)

2 Thy praife more conftant than before,"
Shall fill his daily breath;
Thy hand which hath chaftis'd him fore,
Defends him till from death

3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For wfhall worthip there;

The houfe where all the righteous go
Thy mercy to declare.

4 Among th' affenfiblies of thy faints
Our thankful voice we raife;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there wefpeak thy praife.

PSALM CXVIII. Third Part.Com. metre.

Chrift the Foundation of the Church.

BEHOLD the fure Foundation-Stone

Which God in Zien lays,

To build our heav'nly hopes upon,
And his eternal praife.

2 Chofen of God, to finners dear,
And faints adore his name;

They trust their whole falvation here,
Nor fhall they suffer shame.

The foolish builders fcribe and pricft,
Reject it with disdain;

Yet on this Rock the church fhall refl,
And envy rage in vain.

4 What though the gates of hell withstood !
Yet muft this building rise;
'Tis thy own work, Almighty God,
And wond'rous in our eyes.

PSALM CXVIII. Fourth Part. Com.metre

Hofanna; the Lord's day; er Chrift's Resurrection, and our Salvation.

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HIS is the day the Lord hath made;
He calls the hours his own;

Let heav'n rejoice let earth be glad,
And praise furround thy throne.
To day he rose and left the dead
And fatan's empire fell;

To day the faints his triumph fpread,
And all his wonders tell.

3 Hojenna to th'an nointed King,
To David's holy Son:

Help us, O Lord; descend and bring
Salvation from thy throne.

4 Bleft be the Lord who comes to men
With meffages of grace:

Who comes in God his Father's name,
To fave our finful race.

Ho fanna in the higheft ftrains

The Church on earth can raise:

The highest heav'ns in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.

PSALM CXVIII. Short metre.

An Hojanna for the Lord's day; or, A new fong of Salvation by Christ.

EE what a Living Stone
The builders did refufs!

Yet God hath built his church thereon
In fpite of env'ous Jers.

2 The fcribe and angry prieft
Reject thine only Son:
Yet on this Rock thail Zion rest.
As the chief corner ftone.

3 The work O Lord is thrine,
And wond'rous in our eyes;
This day declares it All-Divine,
This day did Jefus rife +
4 This is the glor'ousday

Which our redeemer made;
Let us rejoice and fing and pray;
Let all the church be glad.

5 ioanna to the King
Of David's royal blood :
Blefs him ye faints he comes to bring
Salvation from your God,

6 We blefs thine holy word
Which all this grace difplays;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our facrafice of praife.

PSALM CXVIII. Long metre An Hjanna for the Lord's-day; or, A neau Song of Salvation by Chrifl.

O. what a glor'ous Gorner-Stone

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But God hath built his church thereon,
In fpite of envy and the Jews.

2 Great God the work is all divine,
The joy and wonder of our eyes;
This is the day which proves it thing,
The day which faw our Saviour rife.
3 Sinners rejoice and faints be glad
Hofana, let his name be ble !
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A thousand honors on his head,
With peace and light and glory reft!
God's own name he comes to bring
Salvation to our dying race;

Let the whole church addrefs their King
With hearts of joy and fongs of praise.

PSALM CXIX.

[I have collected and di pofed the most useful verfes of this palm under eighteen different heads, and formed a Divine Song upon each of them; but the verfes are too much tranfpo ed to attain any degree of connection.

In (ome places among the words, law, commands, jud ments, teftimonies, I have used, gofpel, word, grace, truth, promifes, e as more agreeable to the New-Teftament and the common language of Chriftians; and it equally answers the defign of the Palmif, which was to recommend the Holy Scriptures.

PSALM CXIX. Firft Part.

Bleffedness of Saints and the Mifery of Sinners.
Ver. 1. 2, 3.

OLEST are the undefil'd in heart,

Bwhole ways are right and clean;

Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry fin.

2 Bleft are the men who keep thy word,
And practife thy commands;

With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And ferve thee with their hands.

Ver. 165.

Great is their peace who love thy law;

How firm their fouls abide

Nor can a bod temptation draw

Their fteady feet aside.

Ver. 6.

4 Then fhall my heart have inward joy,
And keep my face from fhame,
When all thy ftatutes I obey,
And honor all thy name,

Ver. 21, 118.

But haughty finners God will hate,
The proud thall die accurft;
The fons of falfhood and deceit
Are trodden to the duft.

Ver 199, 155.

6 Vile as the drofs the wicked are; And those who leave thy ways Shall fee falvation from afar,

But never tafte thy grace.

PSALM CXIX. Second Part. Secret Devotions end Spiritual Meditations; or, conflant Converse with God.

Ver 147. 55:

Thee, before the dawning light,
My gracious God I pray;

I meditate thy name by night,
And keep thy law by day.

Ver 81.

2 My fpirit faints to fee thy grace;
Thy promife bears me up!
Ant while falvation long delays,
Thy word fupports my hope.
Ver. 164.

3 Sev'n times a day I lift my hands,
And pay my thanks to thee;
The righteous Providence demands
Repeated praife from me.

Ver. 62.

When midnight darkness veils the fkiss,
I call thy works to mind;

My thoughts in warm devotion rise,
And sweet acceptance find.