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Nature and time, and earth and skies,

Thy heav’nly skill proclaim :
What shall we do to make us wise,

But learn to read thy name?
6 To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace,

Is our divinest skill;
And he's the wisest of our race,
Who best obeys thy will.
PSALM 111. Second Part. C.M.

The perfections of God.
GREAT is the Lord, his works of might

songs :
Let his assembled saints unite

Their harmony of tongues.
2 Great is the mercy of the Lord,

He gives his children food ;
And ever mindful of his word,

He makes his promise good.
3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came

To seal his cov’nant sure :
Holy and rev'rend is his name;

His ways are just and pure.
144 They that would grow divinely wise,

Must with his fear begin:
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies
In hating ev'ry sin.

PSALM 112. L. M.
The blessings of the pious and charitable,
1 APPY is he that fears the Lord,

And follows his commands;
Who lends the poor, without reward,

Or gives with lib’ral hands.
2 As pity dwells within his breast
To all the sons of need;



So God shall answer his request

With blessings on his seed, 3 No evil tidings shall surprise

His well establish'd mind :
His soul to God, his refuge, fies,

And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress

Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace

divine. 5 His works of piety and love

Remain before the Lord :
Honour on earth, and joys above,
Shall be his sure reward.

PSALM 113. L. M.
The sovereignty and goodness of God.
E servants of th’ Almighty King,

In ev'ry age his praises sing :
Where'er the sun shall rise or set,

The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky,

Stands his high throne of majesty :
Nor time, nor place, his pow'r restrain,

Nor bound his universal reign.
3 Which of the sons of Adam dare,

Or angels with their God compare ?
His glories how divinely bright,

Who dwells in uncreated light !
4. Behold his love! he stoops to view

What saints above, and angels do;
And condescends yet more to know

The mean affairs of men below.
5 From dust and cottages obscure,

His grace exalts the humble poor ;



Gives them the honour of his sons,

And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 6 A word of his creating voice

Can make the barren house rejoice;
Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past,

The promis'd seed is born at last.
7 With joy the mother views her son,

And tells the wonders God has done :
Faith may grow strong, when sense despairs ;
Tho' nature fails, the promise bears.

PSALM 114. L. M.

Miracles attending Israel's journey. 1 HEN Israel freed from Pharaoh's hanch

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The tribes with cheerful homage own

Their King, and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay;

The deep divides to make them way ;
Jordan beheld their march, and fled

With backward current to his head.
3 The mountains shook, like frighted sheep;

Like lambs, the little hillocks leap;
Nor Sinai, on her base, could stand,

Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand.
4 What pow'r could make the deep divide ?

Or Jordan, backward roll his tide ?
Why did ye leap, ye little hills ?
And whence the fright that Sinai feels ?
5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood,

Retire and know th' approaching God;
The king of Israel, see him here;

Tremble thou earth, adore and fear.
6 He thunders, and all nature mourns ;

The rocks to standing pools he turns ;

Flints spring with fountains at his word,
And fires and seas confess the Lord.

PSALM 115. L. M.
The true God is our refuge ; or, Idolatry reproved.
1 TOT to ourselves, who are but dust,

Not to ourselves is glory due; 'Tis thine, great God, the only just,

The only gracious, wise, and true.. 2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name;

Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us; and, to raise our shame, slong ??

Say, “Where's the God you've serv'd so & The God, we serve, maintains his throne

Above the clouds, beyond the skies :
Thro' all the earth his will is done,

He knows our groans, he hears our'cries. 4 But the vain idols, they adore,

Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ;-
At best a mass of glitt'ring ore,

A silver saint, or golden god.
5. With eyes and ears they carve the head;

Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind;
To them in vain are off'rings made,

And vows are scattered in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move,

Nor hands to save when mortals pray:
Mortals, that pay them fear or love,

Seem to be blind and deaf, as they. 7 O Israel! make the Lord thy hope,

Thy help, thy refuge and thy reşt;
The Lord shall build thy ruins up,

And bless the people and the priest.
3 The dead no more can speak thy praise :

They dwell in silence and the grave;


But we shall live to sing thy grace,
And tell the world thy pow'r to save.
PSALM 116. First Part. C. M.

Recovery from sickness. 1

LOVE the Lord; he heard my cries,

And pitied ev'ry groan:
Long as I live, when troubles rise,

I'll hasten to his throne.
2 I love the Lord; he bow'd his ear,

And chas'd my griefs away : 0! let my heart no more despair,

While I have breath to pray.
3 My Aesh declin'd, my spirits fell,

And I drew near the dead;
While inward pangs, and fears of hell

Perplex'd my wakeful head. 4'" My God," I cried, “ thy servant save,

“Thou ever good and just; “Thy pow'r can reseue from the grave,

Thy pow'r is all my trust.” 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,

He bade my pains remove : Return, my soul, to God, thy rest,

For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,

And dried my falling tears :
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.
PSALM 116. Second Part. C.M.

Public thanks for private deliverance.
1 HAT shall I render to my God,

For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode,

My songs address thy throne,

WHAT shall 1

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