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PSALM CIV. Second Version. TATE.
A Pfalm of Praise.
With Honor thou art crown'd, thy Throne
Eternal Majesty surrounds.
And Glory for a Garment take ;
Thy Canopy of State to make.
His Palace Chambers in the Skies;
The swift-wing'd Sreeds with which he flies. 4 As bright as Flamé, as swift as Wind,
His Ministers Heav'n's Palace fill,
Prompt to obey their Sov'reign's Will.
For which thy Wisdom we adore ;
Till Nature's Hand can grasp no more.
Sincere as is in him my Joy.
My Soul, praise thou his holy Name;
PSALM CIV. Third Version. WATTS.
When cloth'd in his celestial
2 The Heav'ns are for his Curtains spread;
Th' unfathom'd Deep he makes his Bed :
On winged Storms a-cross the Skies,
His Ministers, are flaming Fires ;
To bear his Judgments or his Love.
Are pois’d, and shall for ever stand :
Let it should drown the Earth again.
Which high above the Mountains stood,
Confin'd to its appointed Bed.
And in their Channels walk their Round ;
They spring on Hills, and drench the Plains. 7 He bids the chryftal Fountains flow,
And cheer the Vallies as they go :
And for the Stream wild Asses bray.
The Lark and Linnet light to drink;
PAUSE I. . God from his cloudy Ciftern pours
On the parch'd Earth enriching Show'rs:
A thousand joyful Blesings yield. 10 He makes the grasly Food arise,
And gives the Cattle large Supplies ;
1 What noble Fruit the Vines produce !
The Olive yields a shining Juice ;
With inward Joy our Faces shine. 12 O bless his Name, ye Britons, fed
With Nature's chief Supporter, Bread:
And at the airy Mountain's Foot
He gives them Wisdom where to dwell. 15
He sets the Sun his circling Race, Appoints the Moon to change her Face; And when thick Darkness vails the Day;
Calls out wild Beasts to hunt their Prey. 16 Fierce Lions lead their Young abroad,
And roaring ask their Meat from God;
The savage Beast to Covert Alies. 17 Then Man to daily Labor goes ;
The Night was made for his Repose:
From tiresome Toil and wasting Grief.
And ev'ry Land.thy Riches fill :
This fpacious Earth is full of thee.
zo There Ships divide their wat'ry Way,
And Flocks of scaly Monsters play;
All Nature rests upon thy Word,
Waiting their Portion from thy Hands. 22 While each receives his diff'rent Food,
Their chearful Looks pronounce it good;
Rejoice and praise in diff'rent Forms.
Life, Breath and Spirit all is thine. 24
Yet thou canst breathe on Duft again,
Repairs the Wastes of Time and Death.
The Lord is dreadful in his Praise.
And at thy Touch the Mountains smoke;
And tell their Wants to sov’reign Grace. 27 In thee my Hopes and Wishes meet,
And make my Meditations sweet ;
PSALM CIV. Fourth Verfion.
The Greatness of God.
M Whole glorious
Empire knows no Bounds ;
Whose Throne, establish'd by his Word,
2 He makes the Light his royal Robe,
And dazzling Glories vail his Seat;
To form his Canopy of State.
Are laid on high in liquid Air;
Clouds form his bright triumphal Car. 4
He bids the Storms obey his Word,
Walks on their rapid Wings serene. 5 Angelic Hofts, like living Flame,
Around his Throne with Rev'rence stand;
And execute his high Command.
Let ev'ry diftant Region hear;
PSALM CIV, Fifth Version: BLACKLOCK.
The Power and Providence of God.
And praise th' almighty Sov'reign of the Skies; In whom alone essential Glory shines,
Which not the Heav'n, nor boundless Space confines... 2 When Darkness ruld with universal Sway,
He spoke, and kindled up the Blaze of Day;
Which, like a Garment, cloth'd its Sov'reign Lord. 3 On liquid Air he bade the Columns rise, That
prop the starry Concave of the Skies; Diffus’d the blue Expanse from Pole to Pole,
And spread circumfluent Æther round the Whole. 4. Soon as he bids, impetuous Tempefts fly,
To wing his founding Chariot through the Sky;