1 2 3 4 5 6 7 GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. These temples of his grace, The honours of our native place, In Sion God is known A refuge in distress; How bright has his salvation shone When kings against her joined, They fled with hasty fear. When navies tall and proud He sends his tempests roaring loud, Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold We'll to his house repair; We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. 14 [Life is a blessing can't be sold, 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride,My house shall ever stand; And that my name may long abide, 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, 8 This is the folly of their way; 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, 10 Laid in the grave like silly sheep, 1 PSALM 49. 14, 15. PART II. C. M. Death and the resurrection. YE E sons of pride, that hate the just, When death has brought you down to dust 2 The last great day shall change the scene; 3 God will my naked soul receive, 4 Heaven is my everlasting home, PSALM 49. L. M. The rich sinner's death, and the saints' resurrection. WHY do the proud insult the poor, W And boast the large estates they have? How vain are riches to secure Their haughty owners from the grave! 2 They can't redeem one hour from death, Lies cold, and moulders in the ground. 5 His honours perish in the dust, 6 My Saviour shall my life restore. And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, Judgment will ne'er begin,' No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Throned on a cloud cur God shall come, 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, And earth and hell shall know and fear 5 But gather all my saints,' he cries, By the Redeemer's sacrifice, And sealed it with his blood. 6 Their faith and works brought forth to light Shall make the world confess 'My sentence of reward is right, And heaven adore my grace." 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong, 4 To heaven they lift their hands unclean, 6 O dreadful hour! when God draws near, PSALM 50. To a new Tune. The last judgment. Lord, the Sovereign, sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations, and awakes the north; From east to west the sounding orders spread PSALM 50. 8, 10, 11, 14, 15, 23. PART II. C. M. Through distant worlds and regions of the dead; 1 1 Obedience is better than sacrifice. HUS saith the Lord, 'The spacious fields 'O'er all the cattle of the hills 2. I ask no sheep for sacrifice, Nor bullocks burnt with fire; 3 Call upon me when trouble 's near, 4 The man that offers humble praise, And those that tread my holy ways No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day! 2 Behold the Judge descends, his guards are nigh, Tempest and fire attend him down the sky: Heaven, earth, and hell draw near; let all things come To hear his justice and the sinner's doom: But gather first my saints, (the Judge commands,) Bring them, ye angels, from their distant lands. 3 Behold! my covenant stands for ever good, Sealed by the eternal sacrifice in blood, [Jew, And signed with all their names; the Greek, the That paid the ancient worship or the new, There's no distinction here; come, spread their thrones, And near me seat my favourites and my sons. 4 I, their almighty Saviour and their God, PSALM 50. 1,5, 8, 16, 21, 22. PART III. C. M.I am their Judge: ye heavens, proclaim abroad The judgment of hypocrites. My just eternal sentence, and declare WHEN Christ to judgment shall descend, I doom the painted hypocrite to fire. And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend, And hear his awful word. 2 Not for the want of bullocks slain Will I the world reprove; 'Altars, and rites, and forms are vain, Without the fire of love. 5 Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain Do I condemn thee; bulls and goats are vain Without the flames of love; in vain the store Of brutal offerings that were mine before: Mine are the tamer beasts and savage breed, Flocks, herds, and fields, and forests where they feed. 6 If I were hungry, would I ask thee food? When did I thirst, or drink thy bullocks' blood? Can I be flattered with thy cringing bows, Thy solemn chatterings and fantastic vows? Are my eyes charmed thy vestments to behold, Glaring in gems, and gay in woven gold? 7 Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these? 9 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend; PSALM 50. To the old proper Tune. The last judgment. THE God of glory sends his summons forth. His vengeance sleeps no more; behold the day: him. 3 Heaven, earth, and hell, draw near; let all things come 10 Can I be flattered with thy cringing bows, 11 Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope to please 'A God, a Spirit, with such toys as these? with & statutes [voices. Thou lovest deceit, & dost thy bron thy tongue Judgment proceeds; hell trembles; heaven rejoices; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful 12 In vain to pious forms thy zeal pretends, Thieves and adulterers are thy chosen friends; 'While the false flatterer at my altar waits, 'His hardened soul divine instruction hates :' God is the judge of hearts; no fair disguises Can screen the guilty when his vengeance rises. 13 Silent I waited with long-suffering love; But didst thou hope that I should ne'er reprove And cherish such an impious thought within, That the All-Holy would indulge thy sin?" See, God appears; all nature joins to adore him; Judgment proceeds, and sinners fall before him. But gather first my saints,' the Judge com-14 Behold my terrors now; my thunders roll, And thy own crimes affright thy guilty soul; Now like a lion shall my vengeance tear Thy bleeding heart, and no deliverer near :' Judgment concludes; hell trembles; heaven rejoices; [voices. Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful To hear my justice and the sinners' doom; [lands: mands, Bring them, ye angels, from their distant When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion, [tion. And shout, ye saints; he comes for your salva4 Behold my covenant stands for ever good, Sealed by the eternal sacrifice in blood, 'And signed with all their names; the Greek, the Jew, That paid the ancient worship or the new :" There's no distinction here; join all your voices, And raise your heads, ye saints, for heaven rejoices. 5 Here, (saith the Lord,) ye angels, spread their thrones, And near me seat my favourites and my sons: Come, iny redeem'd, possess the joys prepared Ere time began; 'tis your divine reward:" When Christ returns, wake every cheerful passion; [tion. And shout, ye saints, he comes for your salva-1 6 I am the Saviour, I the almighty God, I am the Judge: ye heavens, proclaim abroad Those awful truths that sinners dread to hear.' When God appears, all nature shall adore him; While sinners tremble,saints rejoice before him. 7 Stand forth, thou bold blasphemer and profane, [vain; Now feel my wrath, nor call my threatenings 8'Not for the want of goats or bullocks slain All is the Lord's; he rules the wide creation; tion. EPIPHONEMA. 15 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend; When Christ returns, he comes for your salva 2 3 4 PSALM 51. PART I. L. M. A penitent pleading for pardon. My crimes are great, but not surpass Great God, thy nature hath no bound, O wash my soul from every sin, My lips with shame my sins confess 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 2 Soon as we draw our infant-breath, No outward forms can make me clean; 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh, nor soul, hath rest or ease; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken bones rejoice. 1 PSALM 51. PART III. L. M. The backslider restored; or, Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ. THOU that hearest when sinners 2 Create my nature pure within, Cast out and banished from thy sight: 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, And let a wretch come near thy throne, 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, The God of grace will ne'er despise 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 1 PSALM 51. 3-13. PART I. C. M. Original and actual sin confessed and pardoned. LORD, I would spread my sore distress Against thy laws, against thy grace, 2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, 3 I from the stock of Adam came 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew And, as my days advanced, I grew 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love; O, make my broken spirit whole, 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, 7 Then will I make thy mercy known 1 PSALM 51. 14-17. PART II. C. M. Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ. GOD of mercy! hear my call, 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, 3 No blood of goats, nor heifers slain, The death of Christ shall still remain 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert, 1 PSALM 53. 4-6. C. M. Victory and deliverance from persecution. All the foes of Sion foots Who thus devour her saints? Do they not know her Saviour rules, 2 They shall be seized with sad surprise; Scatters the bones of them that rise 3 In vain the sons of Satan boast When God has first despised their host, 4 O for a word from Sion's King Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, PSALM 55. 1-8, 16-18, 22. C. M. Support for the afflicted and tempted soul. GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, For earth and hell my hurt devise, 2 Their rage is levelled at my life, And fill my thoughts with inward strife, 3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound, 4 O were I like a feathered dove, 5 Let me to some wild desert go, 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all PAUSE. 7 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry, The night shall hear me ask his grace, 8 God shall preserve my soul from fear, 10 My highest hopes shall not be vain, 2 3 4 PSALM 55. 15-17, 1, 9, 22. S. M. Dangerous prosperity; or, Daily devotions encouraged. LET sinners take their course My thoughts address his throne While sinners perish in surprise Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear nor trust thy name, 8 In thee, most holy, just, and true, 9 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, 10 Thou hast secured my soul from death: O set thy prisoner free, 1 That heart and hand, and life and breath, May be employed for thee. PSALM 57. L. M. Praise for protection, grace, and truth. Of boundless love, and grace unknown, 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform; He sends his angel from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell: 4 My heart is fixed, my song shall raise His truth to endless years remains, 6 Be thou exalted, O my God, Nor learn to do thy will. 1 No earthly power can move. PSALM 56. C. M. Deliverance from oppression and falsehood; or, God's care of his people, in answer to faith and prayer. THOU whose justice reigns on high, And makes the oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace! 2 The sons of violence and lies 3 In God most holy, just, and true, 4 They wrest my words to mischief still, 5 Shall they escape without thy frown? O cast the haughty sinner down, 6 God counts the sorrows of his saints, 7 When to thy throne I raise my cry, So swift is prayer to reach the sky, Above the heavens where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. PSALM 58. As the 113th Psalm. Warning to magistrates. JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When the injured poor before you stands ? Dare you condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure, While gold and greatness bribe your hands? 2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, And death attends where'er it wounds. 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God, So let their hopes and names be lost. And all that hear shall join and say, And will their sufferings well repay.' |