4 Glory to God, who death o'ercame,
And set us sinners free;
Ten thousand honors to his name,
Who bore the shameful tree.
5 Glory to God in highest strains,
The church on earth can raise;
The highest heavens in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.
6 Hozanna to the ascending Lord,
Who takes his seat above;
Jesus, thy name with sweet accord
Shall tune our hearts to love.
PSALM 118. S. M.
The corner stone.
1 BEHOLD how sinners mock,
And Christ the stone despise,
Whom God ordain'd to be the Rock,
On which the church should rise.
2 The builders fain would chuse,
A stone of finer grain;
But God elects what they refuse,
And proves their wisdom vain.
3 In spite of all their rage,
Jesus the corner stone,
Supports the church in every age,
And bears its weight alone. ̧.
4 The work, O Lord, is thine,
The scribes in vain oppose,
This day declares his name divine,
This day the Savior rose.
5 This is the glorious day
That our Redeemer blest,
Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray,
And triumph in his rest.
6 Hozanna to the King,
Who rules the world by love,
Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring
Salvation from above.
7 We bless thee, Lord of lords,
Who set us sinners free,
And fast with love's eternal cords,
We bind our souls to thee.
PSALM 118. L. M.
Salvation in a despised Redeemer.
1 SEE what an everlasting Rock
The Jewish builders dare to mock,
Incens'd with rage, and fill'd with pride,
They throw the corner stone aside.
2 But God has prov'd their envy vain,
This stone shall all the rest sustain,
And Zion on this rock be built,
In spite of all the sons of guilt.
3 Great God, the work is all divine,
The work declares the glory thine;
While all the saints with sweet surprise,
Behold the glorious building rise.
4 In vain the powers of hell oppose,
All hail the hour on which he 'rose;
Hozanna let his name be blest,
And all the world observe his rest.
5 Praise him, ye saints, try every string
To sound the honors of your King;
Say, live for ever, glorious Head,
Who 'rose triumphant from the dead.
PSALM 119. Part 1. C. M.
The blessedness of the saints. 1 BLEST are the kind and pure in heart, Whose thoughts are all sincere,
Who never from their God depart,
But all his ways revere.
2 Blest are the meek, the good, the just, val‹ Who do what; God commands,min77 Who make his grace their only trust,
Yet work with righteous hands.
3 Blest are the men, who feel within
A work of grace begun, roman
Who fly the 'enticing paths of sin,
And all temptation: shun.
4 O, that the Lord would be my guide,
And mark my doubtful way;
O, that my feet may never slide
Nor turn the least astray.
5 Then shall my face be kept from shame,
Mine eyes forbear to weep,
When I respect his sacred name,
And all his statutes keep...
6 With upright heart and pure delight
His ways I'll now pursue, i
For I have learned his ways are right,
And all his judgments true.
7 I'll keep the path my Savior trod,
And run the christian race,
Forsake me not, eternal God,
Nor hide from me thy face.
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The busy mind conceives the sins,
Before the deeds are wrought.
3 Thy word, O God, I'll deeply hide,
Within my cautious soul;
I'll take thy counsels for my guide,
And every thought control.. -
4 With all mine heart I 'll seek thy face,
O let me never stray
From thy commands, O God of grace,
Nor tread the sinner's way.
5 Blest be the Lord, for ever blest,
His word instructs my mind,
It leads my soul to God my rest,
And there my peace I find
6 Now shall my noblest powers rejoice,
And love my Savior more;
His word which I have made my choice,
Excells the richest ore.
7 His word is everlasting truth,
How pure is every page!
That holy book shall guide my youth,
And well support mine age.
PSALM 119. Part 3. ic. M.
The heavenly pilgrim.
LORD, with thy servant kindly deal,
His numerous sins forgive,
Restore his soul, his pardon seal,
And let an exile live..
2 Instruct mine unenlighten'd mind
The veil of darknes draw,
That I may read thy word and findore T
The wonders in thy law.
3 Away from home in foreign lands,
I here a stranger am;
Hide not from me thy just con
But lead me to the Lamb.
4 My panting soul for glory longs,
I would in haste depart,
Ascend to heaven and join the thr
Where thou my Savior art.
5 The princes saw me when exil'd,
And far from friends remov'd;
The proud reproach'd, but Jesus smil'd
And all my foes reprov'd.
6 He'll bring me nearer to his arms,
To be for ever his;
I soon shall taste his heavenly charms,
And be where Jesus is.
PSALM 119. Part 4. C. M.
A prayer for quickening grace.
1 MY soul lies cleaving to the dust,
Lord, give me life divine;
From vain desires, and every lust,
Turn off these eyes of mine.
2 I need the spirit of thy grace,
To mark my doubtful way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.
3 Make me to know thy statutes well,
And raise my thoughts above;
So shall my soul rejoice and tell
The wonders of thy love.
4 Beset with sin, O God, I feel
The dull oppressive load,
Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal,
To run the heavenly road?
5 See how the great deceiver tries
Mine erring soul to 'entice,
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