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Psalm I. Common Metre.

[*] The Happiness of the Righteous and the Misery of the Wicked

LEST is the man who shuns the place

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Who fears to tread their wicked ways,

And hates the scoffer's feat. 2 But in the statutes of the Lord

Has plac'd his chief delight;
By day he reads or hears the word,

And meditates by night.
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He like a tree of generous kind,

By living waters fet,
Safe from the storm and blasting wind,

Enjoys a peaceful state.
A Green as the leaf, and ever fair

• Shall his profession fhirie; Whilst fruits of holiness appear

Like clusters on the vine.
3 Not so the impious and unjust !

What vain designs they form !
Their hopes are blown away like duft,

Or, chaff before the storm.
6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand

Among the Tons of grace;

When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand

Appoints his faints a place. 7 His eye beholds the path they tread,

His heart approves it weli ; But crooked ways of finners lead

Down to the gates of hell..

WATTS.

Psalm 11. Common Metre.

The Exaltation of Cbrift.

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ATTSD.concautha were od declares

His uncontroll'd decree; “ Thou art my Son, this day, my heir,

“ Have I begotten thee.
2 “Upon my holy Zion's hill

“ My King I thee ordain;
« And tho' thy foes dispute my will,

« Thou shalt forever reign.
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" Ask and receive thy full demands,

« Thine fhall the heathen be ;
« The utmost limits of the lands

“Shall be pofTefs'd by thee.
4 “ Thy righteous fceptre thou shalt (way,

“ And all thy foes command ;
Just as the potter breaks the clay,

* And moulds it with his hand.”
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Be wise, ye princes, then, give ear

Ye judges of the earth;
Worship the Lord with holy fear,

Rejoice with awful mirth.
6 Approach the Son with due respect,

To him your homage pay;
Left ye perfist in your neglect,

And perith in your way.

If but in part his anger rise,

Who can endure the flame?
Then bleft are they whose hope relies
On his most holy name.

TATE, varied.

Plalm II.
Short Metre.

[X] The Deatb, Refurrection and Glory of Chrift.

AKER, and sovereign Lord

Of heaven, and earth, and seas, Thy providence confirms thy word,

And answers thy decrees. 2 The things so long foretold

By David, are fulfilla;
When Jews and Gentiles join'd to lay

Jesus, thy holy child.
3 Why did the Gentiles rage,

And Jews with one accord Unite their counsels to destroy

Th' anointed of the Lord ? 4 Rulers and kings agree

To form a vain design ;
Against the Lord they join their powers,

Against his Christ combine. 5

The Lord derides their rage,

And will support his throne;
He who hath rais’d him from the dead,

Hath own'd him for his Son, 6 He asks, and God bestows

A vast inheritance;
Far as the earth's remotest ends

His kingdom shall advance, WATT

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plalın Ill. Common Metrë.

Doubts and Fears fupprefjed,
Y God, how many are my fears !

fast foes increafe! Their number, how it multiplies !

How fatal to my peace ! 2 The lying tempter would persuade

There's no relief from heaven; And all my swelling fins appear

Too great to be forgiven.
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But thou, O Lord, art my defence,

On thee my hopes rely ;
My finking fpirit thou wilt raise,

And lift my head on high.
4 In former times of deep distress

To God I made my prayer: He heard me from his holy hill;

Why should I now despair ?
5 Guarded by him, I lay me down

My sweet repose to take;
For I through him securely sleep,

Through him in safety wake. 6 Salvation to the Lord belongs,

His arm alone can save ; Bleslings attend thy people here, And reach beyond the grave.

Tate and Watts, united and varied. Plalm IV. ver. 6, 7. C. M. [X or b]

True Happiness only in G d.
HEN fancy spreads her boldest wings,

And wanders unconfin'd,
Amidst the varied scene of things

Which entertain the mind;

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2 In vain we trace creation o'er,

In search of facred reft,
The whole creation is too poor

To make us fully blest.
3 In vain would this low world employ

Each flattering specious wile, For what can yield a real joy

But our Creator's smile?
4 Let earth with all her charms depart,

Unworthy of the mind;
In God alone our restless heart

An equal bliss can find.
5 Great Source of all felicity,

To thee our wishes tend !
Do not these wishes rise from thee,

And in thy favour end ?
6 Thy favour, Lord, is all we want,

Here would our fpirit reft ;
O feal the rich, the boundless grant,
And make us fully blest.

Mrs. STEELE.

Psalm IV. ver. 8. Long Metre. [X] An Evening Song.

, Thus far his power prolongs

my days, And every evening shall make known

Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,

And I perhaps am near my home ;
But he forgives my follies past,

And gives me strength for days to come, 3 I lay my body down to sleep,

Peace is the pillow for my head ;

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