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There's a new Heav'n begun
When I awake from Death, Drest in the Likeness of thy Son,
And draw iinmortal Breath.
PSA L M
My Faith, my Patience, and my Love : When Men of Spite against me join,
They are the Sword, the Hand is thine. 2 Their Hope and Portion lie below;
'Tis all the Happiness they know,
And leave the rest among their Heirs, 3 What Sinners value, I resign;
LORD, 'tis enough that Thou art mine :
And stand compleat in Righteousness.
But the bright World, to which I go,
When shall I wake, and find me there?
God ! And Flesh and Sin no more control The sacred Pleasures of the Soul.
6 My Flesh shall flumber in the Ground,
'Till the last Trumpet's joyful Sound; Then burst the Chains with sweet Surprize, And in my SAVIQUR's Image rile.
PSA L M XVIII.
ftedfast Hope I build; To Thee my grateful Thoughts aspire; My God, my Rest, my Rock, my Shield.
. 2 To Thee my Tow'r, my STRENGTH, I'll pray ;
What Foe shall then my Terror raise ?
While thus I pay my Debt of Praise ?
Around me cast their disinal Shade ;
And inade my sinking Soul afraid.
huible Moan ;
5 WHEN GOD arose my Part to take,
The conscious Earth was struck with Fear ;
Nor could his dreadful Fury bear.
Ensigns of Wrath before him came;
That Coals were kindled at its Flame.
Whilft Heav'n bow'd down its awful Head,
8 The Chariot of the King of Kings
Which active Troops of Angels drew,
With most amazing Swiftness fiew.
ith thickest Shades his Face to veil ; But at his Brightness soon retir'd,
And fell in Show'rs of Fire and Hail.
God's angry Voice did loudly roar;
11 GREAT GOD, when thy fierce Fury storm'd,
Distracted Nature trembling lay ;
Through horrid Ruptures, felt the Day. 12 The Seas old Parent-Springs appear’d,
And the great World's Foundations torn;
By thy impetuous Wrath o'erborne, 13 To me yet was his Love engag'd,
His Brow with softer Glory thin'd;
And all the greedy Floods combin'd. 14 His gracious Arm still rescues me
From all my Foes insulting Hate ;
15 Their Rage my saddest Moments watch'd,
But God was then my Guard, my Stay;
P A R T 16 JUST are thy Ways, and true thy Word,
Great Rock of my secure Abode :
Or where's a Refuge like our God?
Gives me his holy Sword to wield:
Spreads his Salvation for my Shield. 18 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock)
The God of my Salvation lives :
Sweet is the Peace my FATHER gives. 19 Before the Scoffers of the Age,
I will exalt my FATHER's Name;
But meet Reproach, and bear the Shame. 20 To David and his royal Seed
Thy Grace for ever shall extend:
PSA L M
Declares its Maker God, And all his Starry Works on high
Proclaim his Power abroad.
2 The Darkness and the Light
Still keep their Course the fame; While Night to Day, and Day to Night
Divinely teach his Name. 3 In every different Land
Their general Voice is known;
And Orders of his Throne.
4 His Laws are just and pure,
His Truth without Deceit,
And his Rewards are great. 5 Not Honey to the Taste
Affords so much Delight,
So much allures the Sight. 6 While of thy Works I fing
Thy Glory to proclaim,
In my REDEEMER's Name.
9 BEHOLD the Morning Sun
Begins his glorious Way;
And Life and Light convey. 8 But where the Gospel coines
It spreads diviner Light, It calls dead Sinners from their Tombs,
And gives the Blind their Sight.