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And on thy watchful providence
My chearful hope relies.

8 The fhadow of thy wings
My foul in fafety keeps:
I follow where my Father leads,
And he fupports my steps.

PSALM LXV. 1,—5. First part. Long Metre. Public prayer and praife.

I HE praife of Sion waits for thee,

My God; and praife becomes thy houfe;

There fhall thy faints thy glory fee,
And there perform their public vows.
20 thou, whofe mercy bends the skies
To fave, when humble finners pray;
All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And islands of the Northern sea.
3 Against my will my fins prevail,
But grace fhall purge away their ftain;
The blood of Christ will never fail
To wash my garments white again.
4 Bleft is the man whom thou shalt chufe,
And give him kind accefs to thee:
Give him a place within thy houfe,
To tafte thy love divinely free.

5

PAUSE.

Let Babel fear when Sion prays;
Babel, prepare for long distress,
When Sion's God himself arrays
In terror and in righteousness.
With dreadful glory God fulfils
What his afflicted faints request;

And with almighty wrath reveals
His love, to give his churches reft.
7 Then fhall the flocking nations run
To Sion's hill, and own their Lord;
The rifing and the setting fun

Shall fee the Saviour's name ador'd.

PSALM LXV. 5,-13. Second part. Long Mètre.

Divine providence in air, earth, and fea; or, The God of nature and grace.

I

HE God of our falvation hears

TH

The groans
Yet when he comes with kind designs,
Thro' all the way his terror fhines.
2 On him the race of man depends,
Far as the earth's remoteft ends,
Where the Creator's name is known,
By nature's feeble light alone.
3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood,
Addrefs their frighted fouls to God,
When tempefts rage, and billows roar,
At dreadful distance from the shore.
4 He bids the noify tempefts ceafe;
He calms the raging croud to peace,
When a tumult'ous nation raves,
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
5 Whole kingdoms, fhaken by the storm,
He fettles in a peaceful form;
Mountains establish'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations stand.
6 Behold his enfigns fweep the sky,
Now comets blaze, and lightnings fly:

of Sion mix'd with tears;

The heathen lands, with fwift furprife,
From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
7 At his command the morning ray
Smiles in the east and leads the day,
He guides the fun's declining wheels
Over the tops of western hills.
8 Seafons and times obey his voice;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice
To fee the earth made foft with showers,
Laden with fruit, and drest in flowers.
9 'Tis from his wat'ry ftores on high,
He gives the thirsty ground fupply;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops difpenfe.
10 The defart grows a fruitful field,
Abundant food the vallies yield;
The vallies fhout with chearful voice,
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
II The pastures fmile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play;
The larger cattle and the lamb,
Each in his language speaks thy name.
12 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine;
O'er every field thy glories fhine;
Thro' ev'ry month thy gifts appear;

Great God! thy goodnets crowns the year.

PSALM LXV. Firft Part.

I

Common Metre.

A prayer hearing God, and the Gentiles called.

PRA

RAISE waits in Sion, Lord, for thee;
There fhall our vows be paid;
Thou haft an ear when finners pray,
All flefh fhall feek thine aid.

2 Lord, our iniquities prevail,

But pard'ning grace is thine,

And thou wilt grant us power and skill
To conquer ev'ry fin.

3 Blefs'd are the men whom thou wilt chufe
To bring them near thy face,
Give them a dwelling in thine houfe,
To feaft upon thy grace.

4 In anfw'ring what thy church requests,
Thy truth and terror shine,

And works of dreadful righteoufness.
Fulfil thy kind design.

5 Thus fhall the wond'ring nations fee
The Lord is good and just;
And diftant iflands fly to thee,

And make thy name their truft.

6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When figns in heav'n appear;

But they fhall learn thy holy word,

And love as well as fear.

PSALM LXV. Second Part. Common Metre.

The providence of God in air, earth, and fea; or, The bleffing of rain.

'God of eternal pow'r;

IS by thy ftrength the mountains stand,

The fea grows calm at thy command,
And tempefts ceafe to roar.

2 Thy morning light and ev'ning fhade
Succeffive comforts bring:

Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
Thy flowers adorn the spring.

3 Seafons and times, and moons and hours,
Heav'n, earth, and air are thine;
When clouds diftil in fruitful showers,
The author is divine.

4 Thofe wand'ring cifterns in the sky
Born by the winds around,
With watry treasures well fupply
The furrows of the ground.

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill
And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with bleffings ftill,
Thy goodness crowns the year.

PS ALM LXV. Third part. Common Metre.

The bleffings of the Spring; or, God gives rain.
A pfalm for the husbandman.

OOD is the Lord, the heav'nly King,
Who makes the earth his care;

Go

Vifits the pastures ev'ry fpring,

And bids the grafs appear.

2 The clouds, like rivers rais'd on high,
Pour out, at thy command,
Their watry bleffings from the sky,
To chear the thirsty land.

3

The foften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to spring;
The valleys rich provifion yield,
And the poor lab'rers fing.

4 The little hills on ev'ry fide
Rejoice at falling fhow'rs:

The meadows dreis'd in all their pride
Perfume the air with flow'rs,

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