cexix. PSALM CXXXIII. C. M. TATE.

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Fellow Love.

TOW vaft muft their advantage be?
How great their pleasure prove?

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Who live like brethren, and confent

In offices of love.

2 'Tis like the dews, which foft and mild
On Hermon's top diftil;
Or like the early drops, that fall
On Sion's fruitful hill.

3 Prelude of heaven's fublimer love,
Prelude of blifs divine!

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Oh, as we hope this blifs to know,
May love our fouls refine.

ccxx. PSALM CXXXIII. C. M. WATTS.

Brotherly Love

Ow dear to men and God the fight,
When brethren do agree;

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With cheerful heart and hand unite

In bands of piety.

2 When streams of love from God the fpring Defcend to every foul,

And heavenly peace, with balmy wing,
Shades and bedews the whole.

3 'Tis pleasant as the morning dew
That falls on Sion's hill;

May this sweet love my foul fubdue,
And all its grace diftil.

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CCXXI. PSALM CXXXIII. S. M. WATTS.

Union of domeftic Love and Piety.

LEST are the fons of peace,

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Whose hearts and hopes are one, Whose kind designs to ferve and please

Thro' all their actions run.

2 Bleft is the pious house,

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Where zeal and friendship meet;
Their fongs of praife, their mingled vows
Make their communion fweet.

Thus on the heavenly hills

The faints are bleft above,

Where joy like morning dew diftils,

And all the air is love.

Communion of Friends.

[OW pleasant 'tis to fee
Endeared friends agree,

Each in their proper ftation move,
And each fulfil their part,

With fympathifing heart,

In all the cares of life and love.

As genial fhowers of rain,

That water all the plain,

Defcending from the neighbouring hills;

So fweetly friendship smiles,

The ills of life beguiles,

And like the grace of heaven diftils.

PSALM

CCXXIII. PSALM CXXXIV. L.M. MERRICK.

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Praife and Supplication to GOD.

E fervants of th' eternal King,

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Your grateful hymns triumphant sing; May pious joy your hearts inflame,

While you his glorious praife proclaim.

2 And may the God, whofe power has made The earth, and heaven's wide arch displayed, Never from you his fons remove

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The bleffings of a father's love..

CCXXIV. PSALM CXXXV. L.M. MERRICK.

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The Power and Providence of GOD.

IM praise, the everlasting King, Of life and good th' exhaustless spring; To him your cheerful voices raise,

What theme fo well deferves your praise ? 2 O thou, whofe all-difpofing fway The heavens, the earth, and feas obey; Whose power thro' all extent extends, Sinks thro' all depth, all height tranfcends;

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From earth's vaft furface to the skies Now bids the pregnant vapours rise, The buoyant clouds aloft expands, Or downward pours on thirsty lands: Now from thy ftorehouse, built on high, Permits th' imprifoned winds to fly, And, guided by thy will, to fweep The bofom of the yielding deep.

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Nor these, thy power alone to prove,
But power, as minifter of love,

To spread around life, health and joy,
And ills difperfe, which life annoy.

Thee do we praise, th' eternal King,
Of life and good th' exhauftlefs fpring;
To thee our voices cheerful raise,
What theme fo well deferves our praise?

ccxxv. PSALM CXXXV. C. M. WATTS. GOD owned, Idolatry renounced.

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WAKE ye faints; to praise your King
Your sweetest paffions raife,

Your pious pleasure, while you fing,
Increafing with the praise.

2 The Lord is good, goodness unknown
Is his divine employ ;

The arms of love embrace his throne,
And mercy is his joy.

3 Heaven, earth, and fea confefs his hand 6
Heaven, earth, and fea rejoice.
Whoe'er decline his wife command,
Make mifery their choice.

4 How low did human minds defcend,
When idol Gods they made!

Could these one human wish befriend,
Or human weakness aid?

5 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf,
In vain their votaries pray;

And all, who hope from them relief,
Are blind and dull as they.

6 Rejoice,

6 Rejoice, O Britain, in thy God, Serve him with heart and hand, Invite his love, avert his rod,

And God fhall blefs thy land.

CCXXVI. PSALM CXXXVI. M.M, MERRICK. The Perfections of GOD difplayed in his Providence.

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IFT your voice, and joyful fing
Praises to your heavenly King;
Wide and far his gifts extend,
And his goodnefs knows no end.

Be the Lord your nobleft theme,
Who of Gods is God fupreme;
He to whom all lords befide
Bow the knee, and vail their pride;

Who approves his wife command
By the wonders of his hand;

He, who throned himself on high,
Built the mansions of the sky;

He, who holds the winds in chains,
And the raging feas reftrains;
He, who round yon fteady pole
Bade unnumbered worlds to roll;

Thee, O fun, with powerful ray
Rule the empire of the day;
Thee, O moon, with milder light
Chase the darkness of the night;

He, whofe gifts sustain, O earth,
All who claim from thee their birth;
He, who formed the human frame,
He, who kindled reafon's flame,