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For you, ye virtuous, you alone The feeds of heavenly light are sown, That wake within the human breast, Joys by no human tongue expreffed.

Thus bleft with mercies from above, To God your grateful zeal approve :. His fanctity revere; his name

In hymns of virtuous praise proclaim.

CXLVIII. PSALM XCVII. L. M. WATTS.

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Encouragement and Reward of Righteousness.

TH

H' Almighty reigns exalted high O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky; Though wrapped in clouds his judgments lie, Enough of goodness meets our eye. 2 O ye, who feel religion's flame, Hate every work of fin and shame : God looks with pleasure on the friends Of virtue, and from ill defends.

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Tranfcendent light and joys unknown Are for his faints in darkness sown; These glorious feeds fhall fpring and rife, And the glad harvest bless our eyes. 4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record The facred honours of the Lord; None but the foul that feels his grace Can triumph in his holiness.

PSALM

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CXLIX. PSALM XCVIII. C. M. WATTS,

The MESSIAH.

TOY to the world; the Lord is corne; Let earth receive her King: Let every heart prepare him room,

And men and angels fing.

2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns;
To heaven your triumph raife;
While fields and woods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the gladsome praise.

3 No more let fin and forrow

Nor innocence complain;

grow,

He comes to footh each human woe,
And heal each human pain.

4 He spreads around his truth and grace,
And makes his people prove

The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.

CL. PSALM XCVIII. Com. Met.

TH

The fame.

I HE God, whose light thro' every age In reason's gift we view,

From whom the prophet and the fage

Their useful leffons drew;

2 At length has to our darkened world
His truth and grace revealed,
Revived the ruined powers of man,
And fin's disorders healed.

3 Ye fons of men, the bleffing hail,

Your cheerful voices raife;

And all with univerfal joy

Refound your Maker's praise.

4 Welcome the Saviour of your race,
Your teacher and your guide;
Who comes to conquer fin and death,
And spread his triumphs wide.

CLI. PSALM XCIX. Short Met. WATTS.

The Holiness of GOD mixed with Mercy.

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XALT the Lord our God,

And worship at his feet;

His nature is all holiness,

And mercy is his feat.

2 When Ifrael was his church, When Aaron was his priest,

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4

When Mofes cryed, when Samuel prayed, He gave his people rest.

Oft he forgave their fins,

Nor would deftroy their race;

And oft he made his judgments known,

When they abused his grace.

Exalt the Lord our God,
Whose grace is ftill the fame;
Still he's a God of holiness,
And jealous for his name.

PSALM

CLII. PSALM C. Long Met. MERRICK. Praife to GOD for Creation, Inftruction and Mercy. I E tribes of earth, in God rejoice,

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YE

His prefence hail with thankful voice,
To him your willing homage pay,
And wake the tributary lay.

The subjects of his power we stand,
The sheep that own his guiding hand;
Enter his gates with virtuous praise,
A virtuous heart itself repays.

Mercy and truth for ever live,
His truth fhall time itself furvive ;
His mercy thro' the length of days
Unclouded pour its healing rays.

CLIII. PSALM C. Long Met. WATTS,

YE

The fame.

E nations round the earth rejoice Before the Lord, your fovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory fing.

The Lord is God: 'tis he alone
Doth life and breath and bleffing give:
We are his work, and not our own ;
The sheep that on his pastures live.

Enter his gates with fongs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
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4 The

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The Lord is good, the Lord is kind; Great is his grace, his mercy fure;

And the whole race of man fhall find

His truth from

age to age

endure.

CLIV. PSALM C. Long Met. WATTS.

P

Hymn of Praife from Britain.

RAISES from all to God belong, But Britain most her God adores; Britain shall send the grateful fong Across the fea to distant fhores.

2 That powerful word, which all things made, Gave life to clay, and formed us men, When we like wandering fheep had strayed, Reclaimed us to his fold again.

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We are his people, we his care, Our mortal and immortal frame; What lafting honours fhall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?

We'll raise to thee our thankful songs, High as thy heavens our fong will raife; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall reach thy throne with pious praife.

Wide as the world is thy command,

Vaft as eternity thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth fhall ftand,
When rolling years have ceased to move.

PSALM