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Behold what cursed snares

The men of mischief spread;

The men that hate thy saints, and thee, Lift up their threatening head.

Against thy hidden ones

Their counsels they employ,

And malice, with her watchful eye,
Pursues them to destroy.

The noble and the base

Into thy pastures leap;

The lion and the stupid ass
Conspire to vex thy sheep

"Come, let us join," they cry,
"To roct them from the ground,
"Till not the name of saints remain,
"Nor memory shall be found."
Awake, Almighty God,
And call thy wrath to mind;
Give them, like forests, to the fire,
Or stubble to the wind.

Convince their madness, Lord,
And make them seek thy name,
Or else their stubborn rage confound
That they may die in shame.

8 Then shall the nations know
That glorious, dreadful word,
JEHOVAH is thy name alone,
And thou the sovereign Lord.
PSALM 84.-1st Part. L. M. [*]
The pleasure of publie worship.
HO Lord of Hoste, thy dwellings are
[OW pleasant, how divinely fair,

With long desire my spirit faints
To meet th' assemblies of thy saints.

2 My flesh would rest in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God;
My God! my King! why should I be
So far from all my joys and thee?
3 The sparrow chooses where to rest,
And for her young provides her nest:
But will my God to sparrows grant
That pleasure which his children want?
Blest are the saints who sit on high,
Around thy throne of majesty;
Thy brightest glories shine above,
And all their work is praise and love.
5 Blest are the souls that find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;

God is their strength; and through the road
They lean upon their helper, God.

7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heaven at length;
Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.

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PSALM 84.-2d Part. L. M. [*] God and his church; or, grace and glory. REAT God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs, To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.

God is our sun, he makes our day:
God is our shield; he guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without, and foes within.

All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too:
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious hosts of heaven obey;
And devils at thy presence flee:
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.

PSALM 84.-C. M. [*] Ver, 1, 4, 2, 3, 10,-paraphrased. Delight in ordinance of worship; or, God pre sent in his churches.

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Y soul, how lovely is the place]
To which thy God resorts!

'Tis heaven to see his smiling face,
Though in his earthly courts.

3 There the great Monarch of the skies
His saving power displays;

And light breaks in upon our eyes,
With kind and quickening rays.

3 With his rich gifts the heavenly dove
Descends and fills the place,

While Christ reveals his wondrous love,
And sheds abroad his grace.

There, mighty God, thy words declare
The secrets of thy will;

And still we seek thy mercy there,

And sing thy praises still.

PAUSE.

5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee,
While far from thine abode :

When shall I tread thy courts, and see
My Saviour and may God!

6 The sparrow builds herself a nest,
And suffers no remove;

O make me like the sparrows, blest,
To dwell but where I love.

7 To sit one day beneath thine eye,
And hear thy gracious voice,
Exceeds a whole eternity

Employ'd in carnal joys.

8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, While Jesus is within,

Rather than fill a throne of state,
Or live in tents of sin.

9 Could I command the spacious land,
And the more boundless sea,
For one blest hour at thy right hand
I'd give them both away.

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PSALM 84.-P. M. [b]
Longing for the house of God.
ORD of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thine earthly temples are!
To thine abode

My heart aspires,
With warm desires
To see my God.

2. The sparrow for her young
With pleasure seeks a nest,

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And wandering swallows long
To find their wonted rest:
My spirit faints,
With equal zeal
To rise and dwell
Among thy saints.

O happy souls that pray,
Where God appoints to hear!
O happy men that pay

Their constant service there!
They praise thee still;

And happy they

That love the way
To Zion's hill!

They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears:
O glorious seat,

When God our King
Shall thither bring

Our willing feet!

PAUSE.

To spend one sacred day,
Where God and saints abide,
Affords diviner joy

Than thousand days beside;
Where God resorts,
I love it more

To keep the door,
Than shine in courts.

God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defence;