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Though hard the leffon, wife it is To keep our paffions calm and ftill; The first wife step to peace and God, Is refignation to his will.

LXXXII. PSALM XLIII. L. M. MERRICK.

Delight in public Worship, and Reliance on GOD.

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OD of my strength, to thee I cry,
To thee, my fureft refuge fly:

O may thy light attend my way,
Thy truth afford its steadfast ray.

2 Conduct me to thy hallowed feat,
Where wisdom, truth and mercy meet;
And there, in all its beft array,
My heart its richeft gifts fhall pay.

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Thy mercies, to my heart revealed,
A theme of endless transport yield;
Thy love does all my bofom fire,
Thy praise does all my fong inspire.

In all our cares, in all our woes,
On God our fleadfaft hopes repose;
To God our thanks fhall ftill be paid,
Our fure defence, our conftant aid.

LXXXIII. PSALM XLV. L. M. WATTS.

The REDEEMER praised.

TOW be my heart infpired to fing
The glories of my Saviour King :

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In him the well-attempered grace
Of majesty and love we trace.

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In all the dignity of mind
He rifes above human kind;
Truth from his lips divinely flows,
And bleffings all his ftate compofe.

Mercy with her resistless plea
Softens the rebel heart to thee;
Or if sweet mercy fail to move,
Thy very terrors mercy prove,

Thy kingdom fhall for ever ftand, By God committed to thy hand. Though truth and right in all be seen, Thy mercy looks with lovelier mien.

LXXXIV. PSALM XLVI. L. M. MERRICK.

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In Time of general Defolation.

N thee, great ruler of the skies,

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On thee our only hope relies; When horror all around we fee,

Where can we find a friend but thee? 2 No overwhelming fears we own, Though earth convulfed beneath us groan, Though tempefts o'er her furface sweep, And whirl her hills into the deep.

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Tho' armed with rage, before our eyes That deep in all its horrors rife, While as the tumult spreads around, The mountains tremble at the found.

This dreadful conflict who can quell?
This war of elements repel?

The God, whofe providence retains
Thefe warring elements in chains.

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He lets them loofe, that man may know What his almighty arm can do; Uproar and order, good and ill, Are but the fervants of his will.

Earthquakes and thunders, winds and feas At thy command are hufhed in peace. We bowed to thy chastifing rod; We blefs the mercy of our God.

LXXXV. PSALM XLVI. Long Met. STEELE. On the Return of Peace.

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A word of thy almighty breath

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Can fink the world, or bid it rise:
Thy fmile is life, thy frown is death.

When angry nations rufh to arms,
And rage, and noise, and tumult reign,
And war refounds her dire alarms,
And flaughter dyes the hoftile plain.

Thy fovereign eye looks calmly down, And marks their course, and bounds their

power;

Thy law the angry nations own,

And war her murders acts, no more.

Then peace returns with balmy wing, Sweet peace! with her what bleffings fled! Glad plenty laughs, the vallies fing, Reviving commerce lifts her head.

Thou good, and wife, and righteous Lord, All move fubfervient to thy will;

And peace and war await thy word,
And thy fublime decrees fulfil.

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To thee we pay our grateful fongs,
Thy kind protection ftill implore.

O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues
Confefs thy goodness, and adore.

LXXXVI, PSALM XLVII, M. M. UNKNOWN.
A Pfalm of Praife.

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I LAP your hands, rejoice and fing,
All fhall bless the heavenly king;
With your hearts proclaim his praise,
Bless your God in all his ways.

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He his fovereign sway maintains ;
King o'er all the world he reigns:
All to him lift up their eye,
He does every want fupply.

Sons of earth the triumph join,
Praise him with the hoft divine,
Emulate the heavenly powers;
Their all gracious God is ours.
Happy who his laws obey,
Them he rules with milder fway,
Pure and holy hearts alone
He hath chofen for his own.

Him, whofe joy is to restore,

Him let all our hearts adore;
Earth and Heaven repeat the cry,

Glory be to God on high.

LXXXVII. PSALM XLVIII. C. M. MERRICK.

Praife to GOD, for his Truth and Mercy.

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O God we confecrate our zeal,

His name be ever bleft!

With lowly gratitude we kneel
To God, in mercy dreft.

2 When proftrate at thy hallowed fhrine
Thy goodness man furveys,
Transported with the view, we join
In wonder, love and praise.

3 Thy truth, thro' earth's wide confines spread, Eternal honours crown;

The bleffing to our world decreed
Sweet mercy ftamps her own.

4. To thee our thankful hearts fhall bow,
Nor own a God befide;

To life's laft period thee avow,
Our ever faithful guide.

LXXXVIII. PSALM XLVIII. S. M. WATTS.

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The Excellence of public Worship.

AR as thy name is known

The world proclaims thy praife; But faints, O Lord, before thy throne A nobler tribute raise.

With joy we take our stand

In wifdom's facred feat;

Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,

And all thy love repeat.

Let ftrangers walk around

The building where we dwell,

Compass and view the hallowed ground,

And all its bleffings tell.

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The orders of thy houfe,

The worship of thy court,

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