wwww Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, All heav'n submits to his commands; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 3 With power he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust: His worship and his fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time he past. As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down; His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hils. The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light. And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Drest in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river, from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. PSALM 72.—2d Part. L. M. [*] Christ's kingdom among the Gentiles. JDoes his successive journies run; ESUS shall reign where'er the sun His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 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. There Persia, glorious to behold, There India shines in Eastern gold; And barbarous nations, at his word, 5 People and realms of every tongue And all the sons of want are blest. 7 [Where he displays his healing power, 8 Let every creature rise and bring PSALM 73-1st Part. C. M. [b] Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners *NOW cursed. OW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, Igriev'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 heavens their slanders rise, 4 "In vain I lift my hands to pray, Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, 6 But still I found my doubts too hard, 7 There, as in some prophetic glass, High mounted on a slippery place, 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, His honours in a dream were lost, 9 Lord, what an envious fool I was! 10 Yet I was kept from fell despair, That blessed hand that broke the snare 1 PSALM 73.-2d Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 28-28. God our portion here and here G% after. OD, my supporter and my hope, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, 3 Were I in heaven without my God, What if the springs of life were broke, 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, PSALM 73.-L. M. [*] The prosperity of sinners cursed. LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine To see the wicked plac'd on high. 2 But, O their end, their dreadful end! On slippery rocks I see them stand, 8 Now let them boast how tall they rise, There they may stand with haughty eyes Till they plunge deep in endless pain. 4 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee! Just like a dream when man awakes; Their songs of softest harmony Are but a preface to their plagues. 5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood; Lord 'tis enough that thou art mine, My life, my portion, and my God. 3 PSALM 73.-S. M. [b] The mystery of Providence unfolded. Though men of vice may boast aloud, I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, In robes of honour shine. [Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair; Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, Free from the plagues and pains Through all their life oppression reigns, |