The Christian Psalmist: Or, Watt's Psalms and Hymns

ag 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name;

Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.

3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride

That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.

f4 Oh, that the joyful day were come
To finish our distress!

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When God shall bring his children home
Our songs shall never cease.

FIRST PART. C. M.-Peterborough. Arlington.
Traits of a Christian character.

1 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill,
O God of holiness ?

Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace?

2 The man who walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
Who trusts his Maker's promises,
And follows his commands:-

3 He speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue;
Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbor wrong;

4 The wealthy sinner he contemns,
Loves all who fear the Lord;
And though to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word;

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never wrong the poor :-

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This man shall dwell with God on earth,
And find his heaven secure.

SECOND PART. L. M.-Uxbridge. Duke-street.
Same subject.

11 1 WHO shall ascend thy holy place,

Great God, and dwell so near thy face?-
The man who loves religion now,

And humbly walks with God below:

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. ex 3 He loves his enemies, and prays For those who curse him to his face; And does to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 4 Yet when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone:cr This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. THIRD PART. L. M.-Sterling.

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Who shall reach heaven.

1 BUT who shall reach thine holy place,
Or who, O Lord, ascend thine hill?
The pure in heart shall see thy face;

The man that seeks to do thy will.
11 2 He who to bribes hath closed his hand,
To idols never bent the knee;

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Nor sworn in falsehood;-he shall stand,
Redeemed by grace, and kept by Thee.
Montgomery

FIRST PART. L. M.-Quito.
Humility.

aff 1 PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need,
For succor to thy throne I flee;
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

11 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good they do;
These are the company I keep,

These are the choicest friends I know.

4 Let others choose the sons of earth,

And give their hours to noise and wine; I love the men of heavenly birth,

Whose thoughts and language are divine.

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SECOND PART. L. M.-Luton. ex.
Christ's all-sufficiency.

aff 1 HOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise,
Who haste to seek some idle god!
I will not taste their sacrifice,

Their off'rings of forbidden blood.

2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon:
He for my life has offer'd up
Jesus, his well beloved Son.

3 His love is my perpetual feast,

By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name for ever blest,

Who gives me sweet advice by night.

4 I set him still before mine eyes;

At my right hand he stands prepared
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.

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THIRD PART. L. M.-Luther's Hymn.

Hope in the resurrection.

f 1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong; His arm is my almighty prop:

Be glad, my heart-rejoice, my tongue;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head,

Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul for ever with the dead,

Nor lose thy children in the grave.

f" 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,

Shake off the dust and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow,
And full discov'ries of thy grace:
Joys we but tasted here below,

Spread heavenly raptures through the
place.

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FOURTH PART. C. M.-Moravian.
God our portion.

1 LET heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast

Where the true God is known.

di 2 His hand provides my constant food; He fills my daily cup:

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Much am I pleased with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

3 God is my portion and my joy,
My strength and my delight;
He gives me counsel every day,
And sweet advice by night.

4 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye:

Not death nor hell my hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.

FIFTH PART. C. M.-Dunchurch.
Resurrection of Christ.

!! 1 "I SET the Lord before my face,
He bears my courage up;

My heart and tongue their joys express;
My flesh shall rest in hope.

di 2 "My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave
Where souls departed are;

Nor quit my body in the grave,
To see corruption there.

3 "Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
And raise me to thy throne;

Thy courts immortal pleasures give,
Thy presence, joys unknown."

PAUSE.

'' 4 Thus in the name of Christ, the Lord, The holy David sung;

And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.

5 Jesus, whom every saint adores,
Was crucified and slain :

Behold, the tomb its prey restores!
Behold, he lives again!

vi 6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heaven's eternal hills?

There sits the Son at God's right hand,
And there the Father smiles.

FIRST PART. S. M.-Aylesbury.

17. Portion of saints, and of sinners.

f 1 ARISE, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee!
They are but thy chastising rod
To drive thy saints to thee.

pp 2 Behold, the sinner dies,

His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

f 3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store,
The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more.

4 I shall behold the face

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Of my forgiving God,

And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood.

SECOND PART. L. M.-Old Hundred. ex.
Portion of saints.

1 LORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove
My faith, my patience, and my love;
When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine.

[2 Their hope and portion lie below:
'Tis all the happiness they know ;

'Tis all they seek: they take their shares,
And leave the rest among their heirs.]

3 What sinners value, I resign;

Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine:
I shall behold thy blissful face,

And stand complete in righteousness.

m.p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there?

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