His high commands with rev'rence hear,
And tremble at his word.

a 2 How terrible thy glories rise!
How bright thy beauties shine!

e Where is the power with thee that vies? O truth compar'd with thine?

g 3 The northern pole, and southern, rest
On thy supporting hand;

Darkness and day, from east to west,
Move round at thy command.

o 4 Thy words the raging winds control,
And rule the boist'rous deep;

Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,
The rolling billows sleep.

-5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine,
And the dark world of hell:

e

a How did thine arm in vengeance shine,

g

When Egypt durst rebell

6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is thy grace:

o While truth and mercy, join'd in one, Invite us near thy face.

1

C. M. 3rd Part. Devizes. [*]

V. 15, &c. A blessed Gospel.

BLEST are the souls, who hear and know
The gospel's joyful sound;

Peace shall attend the paths they go,
And light their steps surround.
2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Tirrough their Redeemer's name:
His righteousness exalts their hope;
Nor Satan dares condemn.

o 3 The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives :
g Israel, thy King for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives.

HE

C. M. 4th Part. Mear. [*]

V. 19, &c. Christ's Mediatorial Kingdom 1 LEAR what the Lord in vision said, And made his mercy known: d'Sinners, behold your help is laid 'On my almighty Son.

2 Behold the Man, my wisdom chose
Among your mortal race;
His head my holy oil o'erflows,
The Spirit of my grace.

.3 High shall he reign on David's throne,
My people's better King;
'My arm shall beat his rivals down,
And still new subjects bring.

-4My truth shall guard him in his way
With mercy by his side;

o 'While, in my name, o'er earth and sea
'He shall in triumph ride.

-5 Me for his Father, and his God,
'He shall for ever own;
'Call me his Rock, his high Abode
'And I'll support my Son."

g 6 My first-born Son, array'd in grace, At my right hand shall sit;

'Beneath him angels know their place, And monarchs at his feet.

d 7 My cov'nant stands for ever fast, 'My promises are strong;

'Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, 'His seed endure as long.'

C. M. 5th Part. St. Asaph's [*]

V. 30, &c. The Covenant of Grace, ordered ana

sure.

1'The children of my Son,

ET,' saith the Lord, if David's race,

e 'Should break my laws, abuse my grace,
'And tempt mine anger down ;-

2Their sins I'll visit with the rod,
And make their folly smart ;
But I'll not cease to be their God,
Nor from my truth depart.

3'My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke,
'But keep my grace in mind;
And what eternal love hath spoke,
'Eternal truth shall bind

e 4 Once have I sworn, (I need no more,)
'And pledg'd my holiness,

To seal the sacred promise sure
'To David and his race:

o 5 The sun shall see his offspring rise,
And spread from sea to sea;

'Long as he travels round the skies,
'To give the nations day.

g6 Suie, as the moon that rules the night,
'His kingdom shall endure;

'Till the fix'd laws of shade and light
'Shall be observ'd no more.'

L. M. 2nd Part. Pleyel's. [b]

V. 47, &c.

e 1

Mortality and Hope. A Funeral
Psalm.

REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state,
How frail our life, how short our date!
Where is the man, who draws his breath,
Safe from disease, secure from, death?
-2 Lord, while we see whole nations die,
Our flesh and sense repine and cry,

p

Must death for ever rage and reign? 'Or, hast thou made mankind in vain? 3 Where is thy promise to the just? 'Are not thy servants turn'd to dust?' -But faith forbids these mournful sighs, o And sees the sleeping dust arise.

4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honour of thy word; s Awake our souls, and bless the Lord. P. M. Harlington. [b*]

V. 47, &c. Life, Death, and the Resurrection. e 1 THINK, mighty God, on feeble man;

e

How few his hours, how short his span!
Short from the cradle to the grave:

e Who can secure his vital breath,
Against the bold demands of death,
With skill to fly, or power to save?
-2 Lord, shall it be for ever said,
d'The race of man was only made
"For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?'

e Are not thy servants, day by day,
Sent to their graves, and turn'd to clay?
Lord, where's thy kindness to the just?
3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son,

e

And all his seed, a heavenly crown?
p But flesh and sense indulge despair;
o For ever blessed be the Lord,

That faith can read his holy word,
And find a resurrection there.

• 4 For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who gives his saints a long reward,
For all their toil, reproach, and pain:

s Let all below, and all above,

g

Join to proclaim thy wondrous love,
And each repeat their loud-AMÉN.

PSALM 90. L. M. Carthage. Worship [* b Man mortal, and God eternal.

1

THROUGH ev'ry age, eternal God,

Thou art our rest, our safe abode;
High was thy throne, e'er heaven was made,
Or earth thy humble footstool laid.

2 Long hadst thou reign'd, ere time began,
Or dust was fashion'd into man;

And long thy kingdom shall endure,
When earth and time shall be no more.
e 3 But man, weak man, is born to die,
Made up of guilt and vanity;

a Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just,-
d'Return, ye sinners, to your dust.'
-4 [A thousand of our years amount
Scarce to a day, in thine account;
Like yesterday's departed light,
Or the last watch of ending night.]

PAUSE.

5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream; p An empty tale; a morning flower, Cut down and wither'd in an hour.

6 [Our age to seventy years is set:
How short the term! how frail the state !
And if to eighty we arrive,

We rather sigh and groan, than live

7 But oh, how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years;

Thy wrath awakes our humble dread; We fear the power that strikes us dead.]

-8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ; And kindly lengthen out our span; Till a wise care of piety

Fit us to die, and dwell with thee.

C. M. 1st Part.

V. 1-5.

Οι

Wantage. [b]

Men frail, and God eternal.

UR God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home:

2 Under the shadow of thy throne,
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.

3 [Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame;
From everlasting thou art God;
To endless years the same.

4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust,
'Return, ye sons of men ;'
All nations rose from earth at first,
And turn to earth again.]

5 A thousand ages, in thy sight,
Are like an evening gone;

Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.

6 [The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their lives and cares,
Are carry'd downwards by the flood,
And lost in following years.]

e 7 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

o 8 Like flowery fields the nations stand, Pleas'd with the morning light:

e The flowers, beneath the mower's hand Lie with 'ring, ere 'tis night.