He calls the nations, to attend

And hear his awful word.

2 "Not for the want of bullocks flain
"Will Ithe world reprove ;
"Altars and rites and forms are vain,
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"And what have hypocrites to do, "To bring their facrifice?

"They call my ftatutes juft and true, But deal in theft and lies.

"Could you expect to 'cape my fight,
"And fin without controul?

But I fhall bring your crimes to light,
With anguish in your foul."

5 Confider ye who flight the Lord,
Before his wrath appear:.

If once you fall beneath his sword,
There's no deliv'rer there.

Who place their hopes in rites and forms,
But make not faith nor love their care.

2 Vile wretches! dare rehearse his name
With lips of faifehood and deceit ;
A friend or brother they defame,
And foothe and flatter thofe they hate.

3 They watch to do their neighbors wrong,
Yet dare to feek their maker's face;
They take his cov❜nant on their tongue,
But break his laws, abufe his grace.

4 To Heav'n they lift their hands, unclean, Defid with luft, defil'd with blood;

By night they practite ev ry fing

By day their mouths draw near to God,
5 And while his judgments long delay
They grow fecure, and fin the more:
They think he fleeps as well as they,
And put far of the dreadful hour!

6 O dreadfui hour! when God draws near,
And fets their crimes before their eyes;
His wrath their guilty fouls thall tear,
And nodeliv'rer dare to rife.

PSALM L.

The laf judgment.

THE Lord, the Sov`reign, fends his furumcné

forth,

Calls the South nations, and awakes the North
From Eaft to Weft the founding orders spread,
Through diftant worlds, and regions ofthedead:
No more fhall atheifts mock his long delay;
His vengeance fleeps no More;bchold the day !
2 Behold the Judge defcends! his guards are nigh;
Tempeft and fic attend him down the fky:
Heav n, earth. and hell draw near ! let all things
To hear his juftice, and the finner's doom ; [comé
But, gather firft my faints? the Judge commands)
Bring them, ye angels, from their diftant lands.
3 Behold my cov❜nant stands forever good,
Seat'd by th' Eternal Sacrifice, in blood,
And fign'd with all their names; the Greekthe Jew,
Who paid the ancient worship, or the new,
There's no diftinction here; come, spread their
Andncarmeteatmy fav'ritesandmyfons.] thrones
4 I, their Almighty Saviour and their God,
Jam their Judge ye heav'ns proclaim abroad
My jutt Eternal Sentence, and declare

Those awful truths which finners dread tokear,

Sinners in Zion, tremble and retire ?
I doom the painted hypocrite to fire !

5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks flam
Do I condemn thee: bulls and goats are vain
Without the flames of love: in vain the fore
Obru al off'rings which were mine before;
Mine are the tamer beats and favage breed,
Flocas, herds and fields, and forefts, where they

feed

6 If I were hungry, would I afk thee food?
When did a thirft or drink thy bullock's blood,
Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bowe?
Thy folemn chatt'rings and antartic vows?
Are my eyes charm'd by vetments to behold
Glaring in gems and gay in woven gold?

Unthinking wretch! how could'it thou hopeto
A God, a forrit, with fuch toys as thefe ? picafe.
While with my grace and ftatufes on thy tongue
Thou lov't deceit and doft thy brother wrong;
In vain to nious. forms thy zeal pretends,
Thieve, and adult rers are thy chofen friends.
8 Silent I waited with long-fufficing love:
But didft thou hope that I thou d ne'er reprove?
And cherish fuch an imp'ous thought within,
That God the righteous, would indulge thy ha!
Behold my terro's now; my thunders'roll,
And thy own crises afright thy guilty fou!!
9Singers, awake, betimes ye fools, be wifel
Awake, before this dreadful morning rife :
Change your in thoughts your crooked ways
amend.;

Fly to the Saviour make the Judge your friend, -
Left, like a Lion. his laft veangeance tear
Your trembling fouls, and no deliv’rer near.

The last Judgment.

HE God of Glory fends his fummons forth,

Tcalls the Sout/nations and awakes the North

From East to Weft the Sov'reign orders spread Through diftant worlds and regions of the dead: The trumpet founds; bell trembles; heav'nejuices Lift up your heads, ye jaints, with cheerful voices.

No more fhall atheists mock his long delay. His vengeance fleeps no more; behold the day! Behold the Judge defcends, his guards are nigh; Tempeft and fire attend him down the sky! When God appears, all nuture shall odore him ; While finners tremble, faints rejoice before him. 3 Heav'n, earth, and hell draw near ; let al things come

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"To hear my juftice and the finner's doom; "But gather firft my faints the Judge commands "Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands. When Chrift returns,wake ev'ry cheerfu paffion. And fhout ge faints, he comes for your falvation. 4 "Behold my cov'nant ftands forever good, "Seal'd by th' Eternal Sacrifice in blood! "And fign'd with all their names; the Greek, the Jer,

"Who paid the ancient worship, or the new, There's no diftin&ion here; join all your voices, And raife your beads, ye faints, for heav'n rejoices. "Here, (faith the Lord);e angels, fpreadtheir thrones,

"And near me feat my fav'rites and my fons : "Come my redeem'd, poffefs the joy prepar'd, "E'er time began; 'tis your divine reward

When Chrift returns, wake ev'ry cheerful paffion, And fhout, je faints, he comes for your falvation. PAUSE the first.

6"I am the Saviour, I th' Almighty God; "Fam the Judge, ye heav'ns, proclaim abroad "My just Eternal Sentence, and declare

"Thofe awful truths, which finners dread to hear.

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When God appears, all nature ball adore him;
While finner's tremble, faints rejoice before him.

"Stand forth, thou bold blafphemer, and profane;

"Now feel my wrath, nor call my threat'nings vain;

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"Thou hypocrite, once dreft in faints' attire, "I doom the painted hypocrite to fire.. Judgment proceeds! hell trembles! heav'n rejaices! Lift up your heads, je faints, with cheerful voices. 8 Not for the want of goats, or bullocks flain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain, "Without the flames of love; in vain the ftore "Of brutal off'rings, which were mine before : Earth is the Lord's all nature fhall adore him: While finners tremble, faints rejoice before him.. 9 If I were hungry, wou'd I afk thee food? When did I thirst, or drink thy bullock's blood? "Mine are the tamer beafts and favage breed,

Flocks,herds,and fields, and forrefts where they All is the Lord's, he rules the wide creation ; feed. Gives finners, vengeance; and the faints falvation. 10"Can I be flatter'd with thy cringing bows," "Thy folemn chatt'ringsand fantastic vows? Are my eyes charm'd thy veftments to behold Giaring in gems, and gay in woven goid? God is the Judge of hearts: no fair difguijes Can fcreen the guilty, when his vengeance rifes.

PAUS the fecond.

11" Unthinking wretch! how could't thou hope to please

A God, a Spirit, with fuch toys as thefe ?" While, with mygrace and ftatutes onthy tongue, Thou lov't deceit, and doft thybrother wrong; Judgment proceeds! hell trembles! beanrejoices ! Lift up your heads, ge faints, with cheerful voices.