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2 He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain,
Refresh the thirsty earth again.

3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death:
Safety and health to God belong,

He heals the weak, and guards the strong.
4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love :
But the wide diff'rence that remains,
Is endless joy, and endless pains.

5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread :
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,.
And smite him with a lasting wound.
6 But his right hand his saints shall raise
From the deep earth, or deeper seas;
And bring them to his courts above :
There shall they taste his special love.
L. M.

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PSALM 69. First Part.

Christ's passion and sinners' salvation.

DEEP in our hearts let us record

The deeper sorrows of our Lord;
Behold! the rising billows roll,

To overwhelm his holy soul.

2 In long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death, And all the sons of malice join

To execute their curs'd design.

3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love
Has made the curse a blessing prove:
Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son
Aton'd for sins which we had done.

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord
The honours of thy law restor❜d:
His sorrows made thy justice known,
And paid for follies, not his own.
5 O for his sake our guilt forgive,
And let the mourning sinner live!
'The Lord will hear us in his name,
Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame.
PSALM 69. Second Part. L. M.

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The sufferings and seal of Christ.
WAS for my sake, eternal God,
Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load
Of base reproach, and sore disgrace;
And shame defil'd his sacred face.

2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin,
Abus'd the man that check'd their sin :
While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hate him, but without a cause.
3" My Father's house," said he, "was made
"A place for worship, not for trade :"
Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass,
He scourg❜d the merchants from the place.
4 Zeal for the temple of his God

Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood;
Reproaches, at thy glory thrown,

He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.
5 His friends forsook, his follow'rs fled,
While foes and arms surround his head;
They curse him with a sland'rous tongue,
And the false judge maintains the wrong.
6 His life they load with hateful lies,
And charge his lips with blasphemies ;
They nail him to the shameful tree :
There hung my Lord, who died for me.

7 Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones, Insult his piety and groans;

Gall was the food they gave him there,
And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.

8 But God beheld; and from his throne

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Mark'd out the men that hate his Son:
The hand that rais'd him from the dead,
Shall pour due vengeance on their head.

PSALM 69. Third Part. C. M.
God glorified in the obedience and death of Christ.
ATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace,
I bless my Saviour's name;

He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinner's shame.

2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high:
His duty and his zeal

Fulfill'd the law, which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.

3 His dying groans, his living songs
Shall better please my God,
Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound,
Than goat's or bullock's blood.

4 This shall his humble follow'rs see,
And set their hearts at rest :

They by his death draw near to thee,
And live for ever blest.

5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high,
To God their voices raise;

While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance the praise.
6 Zion is thine, most holy God:
Thy Son shall bless her gates;
And glory, purchas'd by his blood,
For thine own Israel waits.

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PSALM 70. L. M.

A prayer of th church for the presence of Christ. THOU, whose hand the kingdom sways; Whom earth, and hell, and heav'n obeys; To help thy chosen sons appear,

And show thy pow'r and glory here! 2 While stupid wretches, sunk in sleep, Slide onward to the fiery deep,

To sense, and sin and madness giv'n, Believe no hell, and wish no heav'n; 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, And Zion mourns in deep distress; Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold; Truth fails, and love is waxen cold, 4 O haste, with ev'ry gift inspir'd, With glory, truth, and grace attir'd, Thou Star of heav'n's eternal morn; Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn! 5 Assert the honour of thy name; O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and shame; Then, send thy Spirit from above, And change their enmity to love. 6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, And grow in faith, in truth, and grace: Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, Yield fruits of peace and pure delight. 7 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; Swift as a roe, from hills descend; Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ray, 'Till life unfolds eternal day!

PSALM 71. First Part. C. M.
The aged saint's reflection and hope.
Y God, my everlasting hope,
I live upon thy truth;

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'M' MY

Thy hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthen'd all my youth.

2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r,
With all these limbs of mine;

And, from my mother's painful hour,
I've been entirely thine.

3 Still hath my life new wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry year;

Behold! my days that yet remain,
I trust them to thy care.

4 Cast me not off when strength declines,
When hoary hairs arise;
And round me let thy glory shine,
Whene'er thy servant dies,

5 Then in the hist'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in ev'ry page,
In ev'ry line thy praise.

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PSALM 71. Second Part. C. M.
Christ is our strength and righteousness.
Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,-

MY

Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace?

2 Thou art my everlasting trust,
Thy goodness I adore!

And, since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.

3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road ;

And march with courage in thy strength,
To see my Father, God.

4. When I am fill'd with sore distress

For some surprising sin,

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