grace tried by afflictions.

1 SING all ye nations to the Lord,
Sing with a joyful noise;
With melody of sound record
His honours and your joys.

2 Say to the Pow'r that shakes the sky,
"How terrible art thou!
Sinners before thy presence fly,
Or at thy feet they bow."

3 [Come see the wonders of our God!
How glorious are his ways!
In Moses' hand he puts his rod,
And cleaves the frighted seas.

4 He made the ebbing channel dry,
While Israel pass'd the flood;
There did the church begin their joy,
And triumph in their God.]

5 He rules by his resistless might;
Will rebel mortals dare
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight,
And tempt that dreadful war?

6 Obless our God, and never cease,
Ye saints, fulfil his praise;
He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suff'ring souls,

To make our graces shine;
So silver bears the burning coals
The metal to refine.

8 Thro' wat'ry deeps and fiery ways
We march at thy command,
Led to possess the promis'd place
By thine unerring hand.

PSALM LXVI. 13-20. PART II.
Praise to God for hearing prayer.
I NOW shall my solemn vows be paid
To that Almighty pow'r,

That heard the long requests I made
In my distressful hour.

2 My lips and chearful heart prepare
To make his mercies known;
Come ye that fear my God, and hear
The wonders he has done.

When on my head huge sorrows fell,
I songht his heav'nly aid,

With beams of heav'nly grace;
Reveal thy pow'r thro' all our coasts,
And shew thy smiling face,

? [Amidst our isle, exalted high,
Do thou our glory stand,
And, like a wall of guardian fire,
Surround the fav'rite land.

3 When shall thy name from shore to shore,

Sound all the earth abroad,

And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God?

4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands,
Sing loud with solemn voice:
While British tongues exalt his praise,
And British hearts rejoice.

5 He the great Lord, the sov'reign judge
That sits enthron'd above,
Wisely commands the world he made
In justice and in love.

6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will,
And yield a full increase >
Our God will crown his chosen isle
With fruitfulness and peace.

7 God the Redeemer scatters round
His choicest favours here,
While the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.

PSALM LXVIII. 1-6, 32-3. PART I.

The vengeance and compassion of God. 1 LET God arise in all his might, And put the troops of hell to flight; As smoke that sought to cloud the skies

Before the rising tempest flies.

2 [He comes array'd in burning flames:
Justice and vengeance are his names:
Behold his fainting foes expire
Like melting wax before the fire.]

3 He rides and thunders thro' the sky;
His name Jehovah sounds on high;
Sing to his name, ye sons of grace;
Ye saints, rejoice before his face.
4 The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in sharp distress :

In him the poor and hopeless find A judge that's just, a father kind. 5 He breaks the captives' heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again; But rebels that dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.

PAUSE.

6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong; Crown him, ye nations, in your song: His wondrous names and pow'rs rehearse;

His honours shall enrich your verse.

5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head,

On all the serpent's seed shall tread: The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound.

6 But his right-hand his saints shall raise

From the deep earth, or deeper scas ; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love.

PSALM LXIX, 1-14. PART I. [C. M.]

In Israel are his mercies known,
Israel is his peculiar throne.

8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest;

He's your defence, your joy, your rest:
When terrors rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint.

PSALM LXVIII. PART II.
Verses 17, 18.

Christ's ascension, and the gift of the
Spirit.

1 LORD,when thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky,
Those heav'nlyguards around theewait,
Like chariots that attend thy state.
2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there?
While he pronounc'd his dreadful law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe
3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious pow'rs of hell,
That thousand souls had captive made,
Where all in chains like captives led."
4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne,
He sent the promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel-men,
That God might dwell on earth again.

PSALM LXVIII. PART III. Verse 19, 9, 20, 21, 22. Praise for temporal blessings; or, Common and special mercies.

1 WE bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food, Who yours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round,

To chear the fruits, to warm theground; He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain Refresh the thirsty earth again.

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death: Safety and health to God belong; He heals the weak, and guards the strong.

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide difference that remains, is endless joy, or endless pains.

tion.

1 "SAVE me, O God, the swelling floods Break in upon my soul:

I sink; and sorrows o'er my head,
Like mighty waters roll.

2 I cry till all my voice be gone,
In tears I waste the day:
My God, behold my longing eyes,
And shorten thy delay.

3 They hate my soul without a cause,
And still their number grows

4

More than the hairs around my head,
And mighty are my foes.

Twas then I paid that dreadful debt

That men could never pay,
And gave those honours to thy law
Which sinners took away."

5 Thus, in the great Messiah's name,
The royal prophet mourns;
Thus he awakes our hearts to grief,
And gives us joy by turns.

6"Now shall the saints rejoice and find Salvation in my name;

For I have borne their heavy load
Of sorrow, pain, and shame.

7 Grief, like a garment,cloth'd me round,
And sackcloth was my dress,
While I procur'd for naked souls
A robe of righteousness.

8 Amongst my brethren and the Jews
I like a stranger stood,
And bore their vile reproach, to bring
The Gentiles near to God.

9 I came, in sinful mortals' stead,
To do my Father's will:
Yet when I cleans'd my Father's house,
They scandaliz'd my zeal.

10 My fasting and my holy groans

Were made the drunkard's song : But God, from his celestial throne, Heard my complaining tongue. 11 He say'd me from the dreadful deep' Nor let my soul be drown'd; He rais'd and fix'd my sinking feet On well-establish'd ground.

12 "Twas in a most accepted hour
My pray'r arose on high,

And for his sake my God shall hear
The dying sinuer's cry."

PSALM LXIX. 14-21, 26, 29, 32.

PART II. [C. M.]

The passion and exaltation of Christ.

1 NOW let our lips with holy fear,
And mournful pleasure sing
The suff'rings of our great High-priest,
The sorrows of our king.

9 He sinks in floods of deep distress;
How high the waters rise;
While to his heav'nly Father's ear
He sends perpetual cries.

"Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,

Nor hide thy shining face;
Why should thy fav'rite look like one
Forsaken of thy grace?

4 With rage they persecute the man
That groans beneath thy wound;
While, for a sacrifice, I pour
My life upon the ground.

5 They tread my honour to the dust,
And laugh when I complain;
Their sharp insulting slanders add
Fresh anguish to my pain.

6 All my reproach is known to thee,
The scandal and the shame;
Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,
And lies defil'd my name.

I look'd for pity, but in vain ;
My kindred are my grief;

I ask my friends for comfort round,
But meet with no relief.

• With vinegar they mock my thirst,
They give me gall for food;
And sporting with my dying groans,
They triumph in my blood.
Shine into my distressed soul,

Let thy compassions save;
And tho' my flesh sink down to death,
Redeem it from the grave.

10 I shall arise to praise thy name,
Shall reign in worlds unknown,
And thy salvation, O my God,
Shall seat me on thy throne."

PSALM LXIX. PART III. [C. M.]

Christ's obedience and death; or, glorified and sinners saved.

God

1 FATHER, I sing thy wondrous grace,
I bless my Saviour's name,
He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinner's shame.

2 His deep distress has rais'd us high,
His duty and his zeal

Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.

3 His dying groans, his living sons
Shall better please my God,
Than harp or trumpet's solemn sound,
Thap goats or bullock's blood.

4 This shall his humble followers see,
And set their hearts at rest;
They by his death draw near to thee,
And live for ever blest.

5 Let heav'n, and all that dwell on high
To God their voices raise,
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance the praise.

6 Zion is thine, most holy God;

Thy Son shall bless her gates: And glory purchas'd by his blood For thy own Israel waits.

PSALM LXIX. PART I. [L. M.]
Christ's passion, and sinner's salvation.
1 DEEP in our hearts let us record
The deeper sorrows of ur Lord;
Behold the rising billows roll
To overwhelm his holy soul.

2 In long complaints he spends his breath,
While hosts of hell,and pow'rs of death,
And all the sons of malice join
To execute their curst design.

3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love
Has made the curse a blessing prove t
Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son
Aton'd for sins which we had done.

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honours of thy law restor❜d;
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies not his own.
5 O for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live;
The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame.
PSALM LXIX. ver. 7, &c.
PART II. [L. M.]

Christ's sufferings and zeal.

1 TWAS for thy sake, Eternal God,
Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load
Of base reproach and sore disgrace,
And shame defil'd his sacred face,

2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin:
Abus'd the man that check'd their sin:
While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hate him, but without a cause.
3 ["My Father's house, said he, was made
"A place for worship, not for trade;"
Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass,
He scourg'd the merchants from the
place.

4 [Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown

He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] 5 [His friends forsook, his followers fled, While foes and arms surround hishead ; Theycursehimwith a sland'rous tongue, Andthefalse judgemaintainsthewrong?] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies;

5 The heathen lands that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And desarts blossom at the sight.
• The saints shall flourish in his days,
Dress'd in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from his throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

PSALM LXXII. PART II. Christ's kingdom among the Gentiles. 1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journies run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, [more.

Till moons shall wax and wane no

2 [Behold! the islands with their kings, And Europe her best tribute brings; From north to south the princes meet To pay their homage at his feet.

3 There Persia, glorious to behold,
There India shines in eastern gold;
And barb'rous nations at his word
Submit and bow, and own their Lord.]
4 For him shall endless pray'r be made,
And princes throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With ev'ry morning sacrifice.

5 People and realms of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

7 [Where he displays his healing pow'r, Death and the curse are known no more;

In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their Father lost.
Let ev'ry creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to our king;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.]

PSALM LXXIII. PART I. [C. M.] Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners cursed.

1 NOW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere,
Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd,
And border'd on despair.

2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath,
"How pleasant and profane they live!
"How peaceful is their death?

3 "With well-fed flesh, and haughty eyes "They lay their fears to sleep, "Against the heav'ns their slanders rise While saints in silence weep. 4" In vain I lift my hands to pray, "And cleanse my heart in vain,

"For I am chastened all the day, "The night renews my pain.' 5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints,

I felt my heart reprove;

"Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, "And grieve the men I love."

6 But still I found my doubts too hard,
The conflict too severe,
'Till I retir'd to search thy word,
And learn thy secrets there.

7 There as in some prophetic glass,
I saw the sinner's feet
High mounted on a slipp'ry place,
Beside a fiery pit.

PSALM LXXIII. 23-28.
PART II. [C. M.]

God our portion here and hereafter. 1 GOD, my supporter and my hope," My help for ever near,

Thine arm of mercy held me up
When sinking in despair.

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my fect Thro' this dark wilderness;

Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.

3 Were I in heav'n without my God,
'Twould be no joy to me:
And whilst this earth is my abode
I long for none but thee.

4 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint?
God is my soul's eternal rock,
The strength of ev'ry saint!

5 Behold! the sinners that remove
Far from thy presence die;
Not all the idol-gods they love
Can save them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God,
Shall be my sweet employ;
Mytongue shall sound thyworks abroad
And tell the world my joy.

PSALM LXXIII. 22,3,6,17—20. [L. M.]
The prosperity of sinners cursed.

1 LORD,what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn, and murmur, and repine,
To see the wicked plac'd on high,
In pride and robes of honour shine!