Early, my God, without Delay
Earth, big with Empires, to thy Reign
Ere yet the Mountains rofe to Birth
Eternal God, almighty Caufe
Eternal God, thy early Days
Eternal Sire, enthron'd on high
Eternal Source of ev'ry Joy
Exalt, exalt your heav'nly Lord
Exchange not ye your fcanty Store
Fairest of all the Lights above
Far as thy Name is known
Far hence each Superftition vain,
Father, I bless thy gentle Hand
Father of all, my Soul defend
Father, we fing thy wond'rous Grace
Firm and unmov'd are they
Firm was my Health, my Day was bright
Fix'd in the Heav'ns, eternal Lord
For ever bleffed be the Lord
For ever fhall my Song record
Fret not thyfelf when wicked Men prevail
From Age to Age exalt his Name
From all that dwell below the Skies
Give Thanks to God, he reigns above
Give Thanks to God, invoke his Name
Give Thanks to God moft high
Give Thanks to God, the Sov'reign Lord
Give to our God immortal Praife
Give to the Lord, ye Sons of Fame
God bids; and lo a burning Wafte
God does his faving Health dispense
God in his earthly Temple lays
God is a Spirit just and wife
God is our Refuge in Diftrefs
God is the Refuge of his Saints
God knows the Texture of
God, my Strength, to thee I pray
God, my Supporter, and my Hope
God of my Childhood, and my Youth
God of my Health, from Morn to Eve
God of my Life, look gently down
God of my Life, thro' all its Days
God of my Mercy and my Praise
God of our Lives, whose bounteous Care
God of our faving Health and Peace
God of Salvation we adore
God of the Morning, at whofe Voice
God of the Seas, thy thund'ring Voice
God the Heav'ns aloud proclaim
God's Ways to Mofes ftood reveal'd
Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King
Great Author of this various Frame
Great God, attend while Zion fings
Mad God abandon'd from his Care
Had not not the Lord, may Ifrael fay
Hail, Arbiter fupreme! thy Will
Happy is he, who fears the Lord
Happy the City, where their Sons
Happy the Man, to whom his God
Happy the Man, whofe cautious Feet
Hear what the Lord in Vision faid
Happy the Man, whose Heav'n-directed Feet.
Happy the Man, whose tender Care
He reigns, the Lord Almighty reigns
He who has God his Guardian made
He, who hath made his Refuge God
Hear all ye People, to my Law
Hear, gracious Lord, my fervent Pray'r
Hear, O my God, with Pity hear
High in the Heav'ns, eternal God
He's bleft whofe Sins have Pardon gain'd
House of our God, with chearful Anthems ring
How bleft are they who always keep
How bleft is he who ne'er confents
How bleft the Man, his God who fears
How bleft the Man, how more than bleft
How bleft the Man, whose conscious Grief
How bleft the Souts, their God who fear
How bleft the Tafk, with fervent Heart
How bleft, who thee, great God, obey
How deep thy Knowledge, Lord, how wide
How did my Heart rejoice to hear
How early wife shall Youth, O fay
How glows with grateful Love my Breakt
How good and pleafant is the Work
How I in profperous Days prefum'd
How just the Doom to thofe affign'd
How lovely, how divinely fweet
How pleafant, how divinely fair
How pleafant 'tis to see
How pleas'd and bleft was I
How pleafing is the Scene, how sweet
I'll call to Mind God's Works of old.
I'll praise my Maker with my Breath
In all my vaft Concerns with thee
How fhall the Young fecure their Way
How fweet thy Dwellings, Lord, how fair-
How vaft muft their Advantage be
If God fucceed not, all the Coft
If God to build the House deny
I love the Lord, he heard my Cries
I'll blefs the Lord from Day to Day,
Immortal King, through Earth's wide Frame
Incumbent on the bending Sky
Indulgent Father, how divine
Indulgent God, with pitying Eye
In glad Amazement, Lord, I ftand
In God moft holy, juft, and true
In God's own House pronounce his Praife
In God's own House the loftieft Praises fing
In Juda the Almighty's known
In low Proftration tow'rd thy Shrine
Inftruct, great God, the kingly Heart
Into thine Hand, O God of Truth
In vain the erring World inquires
In vain thy Grace the Souls would heal
I fet the Lord before my Face
Is there Ambition in my Heart
Judge me, O Lord, and prove my Ways.
Judge me, O Lord, for I the Paths
Juft are thy Ways, and true thy Words
Kingdoms and Thrones to God belong.
Legions of Foes befet me round.
Let all the Earth their Voices raife
Let all the Juft to God with Joy
Let all the heathen Writers join
Let all the Lands, with Shouts of Joy
Let all the lift'ning World attend
Let all who own God's juft Command
Let Children hear the mighty Deeds
Let ev'ry Tongue thy Goodness speak
Let not the Sinner's Wealth or Might
Let Sinners take their Course
Let Sion in her King rejoice
Let Songs of Joy to God afcend
Let Thanks to thee, all-fov'reign Pow'r, arise
Let thy various Realms, O Earth
Let us with a joyful Mind
Life like a vain Amusement flies
Lift your Voice, and thankful fing
Lift your Voice, and thankful fing
Lo, from the Hills my Help defcends
Lo, my Shepherd's Hand divine
Lo thou, my Soul, on God reclin'd
Lo, what an entertaining Sight
Lo, what a glorious Corner Stone
Long as I live I'll blefs thy Name
Long Life let Britain's King behold
Look back, my Soul, with grateful Love
Look down, O Lord, and on our Hearts
Lord, Earth's Foundations thou haft laid
Lord, hear my Pray'r, and to my Cry
Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove
Lord, I efteem thy Judgments right
Lord, I have made thy Word my Choice
Lord, in the Morning thou fhalt hear
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