PSALM 8. Short Metre.

God's sovereignty and goodness; and man's dominion

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over the creatures.

LORD, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heaven's they shine.
2 When to thy works on high

I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies:

3 When I survey the stars
And all their shining forms,

Lord, what is man! that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms!

4 Lord, what is worthless man,
That thou should'st love him so?
Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.

5 Thine honours crown his head,
While beasts like slaves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.

6 How rich thy bounties are!
How wondrous are thy ways!
Of dust and worms thy power can frame,
A monument of praise.

7 [Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings thou canst draw Surprising honours to thy name,

And strike the world with awe.
8 O Lord, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.]

PSALM 8. Common Metre.

Christ's condescension, and glorification; or, God made man.

LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great,
Is thine exalted pame!

The glories of thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light:

3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so:

4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form,

Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm!

5 [Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,
Th' obedient seas and fishes own
His Godhead and his power.

6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish, at his command,

Brought their large shoals to Peter's net,
And tribute to his hand.

7 These humbler glories of the Son,
Shone thro' the fleshly cloud;
Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.]

8 Let him be crown'd with majesty,
Who bow'd his head to death;
And be his honours sounded high,
By all things that have breath.

9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!

The glories of thy heavenly state,
Let the whole earth proclaim.

PSALM 8. Ver. 1, 2, Paraphrased.
First Part. Long Metre.

The hosanna of the children; or, infants praising God.
LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

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Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise,

O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.

2 To thee the voices of the

young
A monument of honour raise;
And babes with uninstructed tongue
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground,
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policy confound.
4 Children amid thy temple throng
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The son of David is their song,
And young hosonnas fill the place.
5 The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring:
Revenge sits silent on their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.

PSALM 8. Ver. 3, &c. Paraphrased.

Second Part. Long Metre.

Adam and Christ, lords of the old and new creation.

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LORD, what was man when made at first,

Adam the offspring of the dust,

That thou should'st set him and his race
But just below an angel's place?

2 That thou should'st raise his nature so.
And make him lord of all below,
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?
3 But O what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honours shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!
4 See him below his angels made;
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruin'd world from sin :
Yet he shall reign with power divine.
5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The miseries that attend the fall,
New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

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PSALM 9. First Part.

Common Metre.

whole heart I'll raise my song

Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat.

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7ITH my
Thy wonders I'll proclaim,

Thou, the great judge of right and wrong.
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne

To judge the world in righteousness.
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove.
For all the poor opprest;

To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.

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4 The men that know thy name will trust,
In thine abundant grace :

And thou wilt ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill,

Who executes his threatening word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

PSALM 9. Ver. 12. Second Part. Common Metre.

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The wisdom and equity of Providence.

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WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just,
Shall once enquire for blood,

The humble souls that mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.

2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Doth his own children raise :
In Zion's gates with cheerful breath
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;

And sinners perish in the net

That their own hands have spread.

4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own.

PAUSE.

5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ;
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.

6 Though saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait and long complain,