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PSALM L. Second Version. Second Part.
Obedience is better than Sacrifice. 1 HUS faith the Lord, “ The spacious Fields
“ And Flocks and Herds are mine, « O’er all the Cattle of the Hills
“ I claim a Right divine. “ I ask no Sheep for Sacrifice,
“ Nor Bullocks burnt with Fire, “ To Hope and Love, to pray and praise
6. Is all that I require.
My Hand shall set thee free ;
66 The Honor due to me.
“ He glorifies me belt; “ And those who tread my holy Ways
“ Shall my Salvation caste."
PSALM L. Third Version. WATTS.
Sincerity and Hypocrisy.
He fees our inmoít Mind ;
And leave our Souls behind.
With Honor can appear ;
Thro’ the Disguise they wear.
Their bending Knees the Ground; But God abhors the Sacrifice,
Where not the Heart is found. 4 'Lord, search my Thoughts and try my Ways,
And inake my Soul sincere; Then shall I stand before thy Face,
And find Acceptance there.
PSALM L. Fourth Version. WATTS.
Let Hypocrites attend and fear
But make not Faith nor Love their Care. 2 Strange that they dare rehearse his Name
With Lips of Faldhood and Deceit;
And soothe and flatter those they hate.
Yet boldly seek their Maker's Face;
But break his Laws, abuse his Grace.
Defil'd with Luft, defil'd with Blood;
By Day their Mouths draw near to God. s Ard while his Judgments long delay,
They grow secure and fin the more ;
And put far off the dreadfui Hour.
And sets their Crimes before their Eyes !
God judging the World by Jesus Christ.
Calls the South Nations, and awakes the North,
The Trumpet sounds; Hell trembles; Heav'n rejoices;
2 No more shall Sinners mock his long Delay ;
His Justice fleeps no more ; Behold the Day:
Judgment begins; Hell trembles; Heav'n rejoices;
Lift up your Heads, ye Saints, with chearful Voices. 3
Heav'n, Earth, and Hell draw near ; let all Things come in the
Bring them, ye Angels, from their diftant Lands."
And shout, ye Saints ; He comes for your Salvation.
“ And near me feat my Father's fav'rite Sons,
Judgment proceeds, ye Saints, join all your Voices;
Raise your triumphant Songs, for Heav'n rejoices. 5
“ Ye Hypocrites, ye Wicked and Profane, « Receive your Doom, nor call my
Threat'nings vain: “ No longer lodge the impious Thought within, " That the All-holy will indulge your Sin;" “ God is the Judge of Hearts, no fair Disguises
“ Can screen the Guilty when his Vengeance rises. 6 « Silent he waited, with long-suff'ring Love ;
“ You vainly hop'd that he would ne'er reprove ;
PSA L M
Devotion vain without Virtue.
Are but vain Homage, Lord, to thee;
The Breaches of thy Precept heal ?
Thy Justice, and obtain thy Smile ?
Than Sheba's Groves or Sharon's Fields;
4 Than Floods of Oil or Floods of Wine 2
Ten Thousand rolling to thy Shrine,
PSALM LI. First Version. First Part. MERRICK,
4 Thy just Decrees, almighty Sire,
Integrity and Truth require ;
Shall Wisdom in my Breast inftill ;
My Soul its Spots fhall mourn no more,
That clothes the new-descended Snow. 6 How shall my Ear thy pard'ning Voice
Transported welcome ! How rejoice
First Version. Second Part.
True Repentance the Sinner's best Sacrifice.
Once more his quick’ning Aid impart,
And soothe my troubled Thoughts to Peace. 2 So shall the Souls, whom Error's Sway
Has urg'd from thee, bleft Lord, to stray,
And humbled to their God return. 30 would thy Grace my Guilt remove,
If thou again display thy Love,
The God of my Salvation praise.
Presented, thy Desire excite ;
Alone delightful in thine Eyes.
Repentant heaves with inward Woe,