8 My Feet fhall travel all the Length Of the celeftial Road,
And march with Courage, in thy Strength,
To fee
my Father GOD.
When I am fill'd with fore Diftrefs
For fome furprizing Sin,
I'll plead thy perfect Righteousness,
And mention none but THINE.
10 How will my Lips rejoice to tell
The Victories of my KING!
My Soul redeem'd from Sin and Hell
Shall thy Salvation fing.
11 My Tongue fhall all the Day proclaim
My SAVIOUR and my GOD;
His Death has brought my Foes to Shame,
And drown'd them in his Blood.
12 Awake, awake, my tuneful Pow'rs!-
With this delightful Song
I'll entertain the darkeft Hours,
Nor think the Seafon long.
13 GOD of my Childhood and my Youth,
The Guide of all my Days,
I have declar'd thy heav'nly Truth,
And told thy wondrous Ways.
14 Wilt Thou forfake my hoary Hairs,
And leave my fainting Heart?
Who fhall fuftain my finking Years,,
If God, my Strength, depart?
15 Let me thy Pow'r and Truth proclaim
To the furviving Age;
And leave a Savour of thy Name
When I fhall quit the Stage.
16 The Land of Silence and of Death
Attends my next Remove;
O may these poor Remains of Breath
Teach the wide World thy Love!
17 THY Righteoufnefs is deep and high,
Unfearchable thy Deeds;
Thy Glory spreads beyond the Sky,
And all my Praife exceeds.
18 Oft have I heard thy Threatnings roar,
And oft endur'd the Grief;
But when thy Hand has preft me fore,
Thy Grace was my Relief.
19 By long Experience have I known
Thy fov'reign Pow'r to fave;
At thy Command I venture down
Securely to the Grave.
20 When I lie bury'd deep in Duft,
My Flesh fhall be thy Care;
Thefe with'ring Limbs with Thee I trust,
To raise them strong and fair.
HY Servant, GOD of Gods, fupreme,
O hear, and haften to redeem.
Be THOU my Rock, and fafe Refort;
My Rock Thou art, my strongest Fort.
2 On Thee my Hopes fupported stand;
My Life from earliest Youth thy Hand
(That Life which first from Thee began,)
Preferv'd, and led me up to Man.
3 When lodg'd within the Womb I lay,
Thy Care produc'd me to the Day,
And, while that Care my Years prolongs,
Thy Name fhall animate my Songs.
4 Though Crowds, with filent Gaze, in me A Spectacle of Wonder fee;
"Amidft my Grief, amidst my Pain, Thy Love fhall ftill my Faith fustain.
5 OLET me not, Almighty FRIEND,
When with a Weight of Age I bend,
And weary'd Nature's Succours fail,
The Abfence of thine Aid bewail.
6 Strong in thy Might I take my Way,
Thy Righteoufnefs my only Stay,
And through the Day, my GOD, my KING,
Thy Juftice, thy Salvation, fing.
How haft Thou bid my Soul to know
A long Viciffitude of Woe,
Yet, back return'd, with quick'ning Ray
Haft chas'd each Cloud of Grief away!
8 My willing Lips with Praise fhall flow;
My refcu'd Soul with Transport glow;
And pleas'd from Morn to Eve record
Thy Righteousness, indulgent LORD.
I LEST PRINCE of Righteoufnefs and Peace,
The HOPE of all Mankind!
The Poor, in thy unblemish'd Reign,
Shall free Protection find. -
Secure of juft Redrefs, to THEE,
Th' Opprefs'd his Caufe fhall bring;
While with the Fruits of facred Peace
The joyful Fields shall spring.
2 Through endless Years thy glorious Name
The Righteous fhall adore,
When Sun and Moon have run their Course,
And measure Time no more.
Thou shalt defcend like foftest Drops
Of kind celestial Dews;
Or as a Show'r, whofe gentle Fall
The joyful Spring renews.
3 Thy Glory no Eclipfe fhall fee,
But fhine divinely bright;
While from his Orb the radiant Sun
Darts undiminish'd Light.
Converted Nations, bleft in THEE,
Shall magnify thy Grace;
Call Thee their glorious RANSOMER,
And HOPE of all their Race.
With Love and facred Rapture fir'd,
Thy lofty Name we'll fing :
THOU only wondrous Things haft done,
Thou everlasting KING!
From all the Corners of the Earth,
Let grateful Praise afcend:
Let loud Amens, and joyful Shouts,
The ftarry Convex rend,
GREAT GOD, whofe univerfal Sway
The known and unknown Worlds obey,
Now give the Kingdom to thy SON;
Extend his Power, exalt his Throne.
2 Thy Sceptre well becomes his Hands;
All Heav'n fubmits to his Commands;
His Juftice fhall avenge the Poor;
And Pride and Rage prevail no more.
With Pow'r He vindicates the Juft,
And treads th' Oppreffor in the Duft;
His Worship and his Fear fhall last
Till Hours, and Years, and Time be past.
4 As Rain on Meadows newly mown,
So fhall He fend his Influence down:
His Grace on fainting Souls diftils,
Like heav'nly Dew on thirfty Hills.
5 The Heathen Lands, that lie beneath
The Shades of over-fpreading Death,
Revive at his firft dawning Light,
And Deferts bloffom at the Sight.
6 The Saints fhall flourish in his Days,
Dreft in the Robes of Joy and Praife;
Peace, like a River, from his Throne
Shall flow to Nations yet unknown.
7 JESUS fhall reign where'er the Sun
Does his fucceffive Journies run:
His Kingdom ftretch from Shore to Shore,
Till Moons fhall wax and wane no more.
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