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PSALM 144.-L. M. [*] Ver. 12-15, Grace above riches ; or,

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1 Hlike pillars round a palace set,

APPY the city

And daughters, bright as polish'd stones,

Give strength and beauty to the state. 2 Happy the country where the sheep,

Cattle and corn, have large increase ;
Where men securely work or sleep,

Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd;

But more divinely blest are those,
On whom the all-sufficient God
Himself with all his grace bestows.

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PSALM 145.-L. M. (*]

The greatness of God.

Gord, my King, thy various praise Thy grace employ my humble tongue,

Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear

Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see

New works of duty done for thee.
3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim;

Thy bounty flows, an endless stream;
Thy mercy swift; thine anger slow,
But dreadful to the stụbborn foe.
Thy works with sovereign glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let “ every realm with joy” proclaim -
The sound and honour of thy name

5 Let distant times and nations raise

The long succession of thy praise ;
- And unborn ages make my song

The joy and labour of their tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds 3

Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds!
Vast and unsearchable thy ways!
Vast and immortal be thy praise !

PSALM 145.-- 1st Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 1–7, 11–13. The greatness of God.

ONG as I live I'll bless thy naine,

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My work and joy shall be the same

in the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown,

And let his praise be great ;
I'll sing the honours of thy throne,

Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue,

And, while my lips rejoice,
The men that hear my sacred song

Shall join their cheerful voice.
\ Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,

And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,

And nations sound thy praise.
5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date

Shall through the world be known : Thine arm of power, thy heavenly state,

With public splendour shown.
6 The world is manag'd by thy hands;

Thy saints are ruld by love;
And thine eiernal kingdom stands,

Though rocks and hills remove

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PSALM 145.—2d Part. C. M. (*]

Ver. 7, &c. The goodness of God. 1

YWEET is the memory of thy grace,
Let age to age thy righteousness

In songs of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines

His goodness to the skies ;
Through the whole earth his bounty shines,

And every want supplies.
3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait

On thee for daily food :
Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat,

Ånd fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord

How slow thine anger moves !
But soon he sends his pard’ning word

To cheer the souls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endless race,

Thy power and praise proclaim ;
But saints, that taste thy richer grace,

Delight to bless thy name.

PSALM 145.-3d Part. C. M. [*] Ver. 14, 17, &c. Mercy to sufferers ; or, God

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ET every tongue thy goodness speak, Thy strength’ning hands uphold the weak,

And raise the poor that fall.
% When sorrow bows the spirit down,

Or virtue lies distress'd
Beneath some proud oppressor's frown,

Thou giv'st the mourners rest.

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The Lord supports our tottering days,

And guides our giddy youth:
Holy and just are all his ways,

And all his words are truth.
^ He knows the pain his servants feel,

He hears his children cry,
And their best wishes to fulfil,

His grace is ever nigh.
5 His mercy never shall remove

From men of heart sincere : · He saves the souls, whose humble love

Is join’d with holy fear. 8 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay

And pierce their hearts with pain ; But none that serve the Lord shall say,

They sought his aid in vain.”]
7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise,

And spread his fame abroad:
Let all the sons of Adain raise

The honours of their God.]

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PSALM 146.-L. M. [*]
Praise to God for his goodness and truth
PRATSEge the Lord; my heart shall join

In works so , so
Now while the flesh is mine abode,

And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers,

While immortality endures :
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,

While life and thought, and being last3 Why should I make a man my trust?

Princes must die and turn to dust;

Their breath departs, their pomp & power,

And thoughts all yanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man, whose hopes ely

On Israel's God: he made the sky,
And earth and seas, with all their train,

And none shall find !ais promise vain. 5 His truth forever stands secure :

He saves th' oppiess'd, he feeds the poor:
He sends the lab'ring oonscience peace,

And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind;

The Lord supports the sinking mind;
He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow and the fatherless. 7 He loves his saints, he knows them well,

Bur turns the wicked down to hell :
Thy God, o Zion! ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains.

PSALM 146.-L. P. M. [*] Praise to God for his goodness and trulh.

'LL praise my Maker with my breath

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Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,

Or inmortality endures. 2 Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust:

Vain is the help of Nesh and blood; Their breath departs, their pomp and power, And thoughts all vanish in an hour ;

Nor can they make their promise good.

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