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He makes the barren fing for joy;
And all her fhame, which did annoy,
He wipes away, a tender spouse!
And builds by her his royal house.

This fhall be feen in future days,
When all the world fhall found his praife;
When Gentiles fhall by thoufands flee
To Chrift their Rock. O praife him, ye.

THE redemption of Ifrael from the land of Egypt, and from the houfe of bondage, here defcribed, was a pledge and token of the eternal redemption of all the Ifrael of God from the bondage of fin, death, and hell; perfectly to be fulfilled, when all the ransomed of the Lord, in one body, fhall come to Sion with fongs, and everlasting joy upon their heads.

As mountains, feas, and rocks, give way,
When Jefus led his chofen race;

So fin, and death, and hell, to-day,
Before the brightness of his face.

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THEN Ifra'l out of Egypt came,
And fled the land of curfed Ham,
When Jacob did his dwelling change,
And left the tents of language ftrange;

2 Then Judah was his holy place, .
And Ifra'l dwelt before his face;
The camp was holiness to God,
And there he dwelt in his abode :-

3 The fea perceiv'd, and fled away,
And frighted Jordan could not stay;
The fea with all her billows fled,
And Jordan fought her fountain-head :

4 The mountains skipp'd away like rams,
The little hills like frifking lambs.—
5 What ail'd thee, O thou boist'rous fea,
That thou fo hastily didft flee?

What, Jordan, made thee check thy course, And roll thy ftreams back to their fource? 6 Why, mountains, did ye fkip like rams? Ye little hills, why frifk like lambs?

7 Tremble, thou earth, the Lord before;
The prefence of thy God adore,
8 Who turn'd the rock to water ftill,
The flint into a living rill:

He comes the world anew to range,
And all the face of nature change;
To turn the wicked into hell,

But with his children aye to dwell:
Meffiah comes, the Lord our King,
Let all the earth before him fing:
Hofanna to the Prince of Peace,

Who comes with glory, truth, and grace!

PARALLEL to the fong of the angels, Glory to • God in the highest, and on earth peace, good⚫ will towards men,' Luke ii. 14. and to the apo ftolic confeffion, We are the circumcifion, which

worthip God in the fpirit, (explained by the next words), and rejoice in Chrift Jefus,' (who is the Lord the Spirit, the Way, the Truth, and the Life, the only Way to the Father), and have no confidence in the fleth; Phil. iii, 3.

To God alone the glory be, y

From rubom all grace and glory fpring!

From ev'ry idol, now, fet free,p.
Ye faints, to God your Saviour fing!

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LORD, not to us! Lord, not to us!
But to thyfelf the glory take:

The work is finish'd on the cross,

And finish'd for thine own name's fake;
The work wherein our hearts rejoice;
The work of grace and glory pure;
The work which opes for us the skies;
Because thy mercies aye endure.

2 Why should the fcoffing heathen say,

Where is their God, their Glory, gone? 3 But our God in the heav'ns doth ftay;

The work that pleas'd him he hath done. 4 Their idols filver are and gold,

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The work of human framing all;
The canker eats them, they grow old,
And foon into corruption fall:

5 Their mouth, their eye, their ear, their nose, Nor fpeaks, nor fees, nor hears, nor smells; 7 Their hand or foot no motion knows,

Their tongue nor good nor evil tells; 8 Their makers are the fame as they;

They neither hear, nor feel, nor fee;
And all who to them trust and pray,

Muft only ftocks and marble be..

90 Ifra'l, truft thou in the Lord;

He only is thy Help and Shield:
10 O Aaron's houfe believe his word;
He only can falvation yield:
11 All ye who love the Lord, confide

In what the Lord your God will das
Your Help and Shield he will abide,
Nor will he e'er relinquifh you.

12 The Lord of us hath mindful been,
And he will blefs us evermore;

His bleffing Ifra'l fhall obtain,
And Aaron fhall his love adore:

13 The Lord fhall bless them great and small,
Who reverence his holy name;
And more and more increase you all,'
You, and your children, and

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your fame. The Lord, who made the earth and heav'n, Hath made you bleffed by his love: 16 The Lord to men the earth hath giv'n,

But dwells himself in heav'ns above. 17 The dead, the dead, to filence gone,

Who wallow'd in their fhameful ways,
To them the Lord was never known;
They, therefore, never fang his praise.
18 But we from henceforth, evermore,

Will praife and bless the Lord our God:
Let all the world the Lord adore,
And found Meffiah's praise abroad.

In this Pfalm, the voice of the Meffiah fings: and, if fo, how brittifhly have they turned the glorious things of God to downright jargon and farce, who, without any eye to the fufferings and following glory of Chrift, have applied it to what they call the churching of women! Juft with as much propriety as the woman is fuppofed to fay in ver. 16. I am the fon of thy handmaid. See the pa rallels in the margin, but efpecially (which is perfectly decifive) z Cor. iv. 13. where, as appears by the connection, the apoftle afferts, that he hiinfelf, with his brethren, had the fame spirit of faith with Jefus, (the due measure of the infinite fulness of whofe fpirit was, in a limited proportion, communicated to them); As it is written,' (Pfal. cxvi. 10.), I believed, therefore have I fpoken; we ⚫ also believe, and therefore we speak. The next verfe also of this Pfalm, I faid in my hafte,' (or agony of spirit to fulfil my Father's law),

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men are liars,' is greatly illuftrated, as to the hafte, agony, or preffure of fpirit, therein men tioned, by these express words of the Lord Jefus, • I have a cup to drink, and a baptism to be bap• tized with—and how am I straitened,' (or rather, as the margin reads, pained as a woman in travail, haftening to be delivered), until it be accomplish'ed!' Luke xii. 50.-and the latter claufe, by the words of the apoftle, Let God be true, and every man a liar.'

Thus fang Meffiah of his day,
And fpake of what he knew;
That all his faints might join the lay;
A fong for ever new!

Love the Lord, becaufe he heard
My voice and mournful cries;
Because my tears he did regard,
And number'd all my fighs:

2 I'll therefore in my troublous days,
While forrow is on me,

To him my lamentation raise,
Until my forrows flee.

3 Death's forrows me environed,
The pains of hell me bound;
The waves of wrath flew o'er my head,
I grief and trouble found:

4 I called then upon the Lord,
O Lord, deliver me;

Salvation, Lord, to me afford,
And let my foul go free:

5 Moft gracious is the Lord our God,
The righteous caufe he pleads;
Let finners found his praife abroad,
His heart with pity bleeds: