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And lays as in a ftore-house fafe,
His wat'ry treasures by.

IV.

Let earth and all that dwell therein,
Before him rev'rent ftand;

For when he fpake the word, t'was made,
T'was fix'd at his command.

V.

Whate'er the mighty LORD decrees
Shall ftand for ever fure;

The fettled purpose of his heart
To ages fhall endure.

VI.

The riches of thy mercy, LORD,

Do thou to us extend;

Since we for all we want, and wish,
On thee alone depend.

PSALM IV. To GOD our Creator.

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Long Metre.

I.

ING to the LORD with joyful voice;
Let every land his name adore;
The British ifles fhall fend the noife

A-crofs the ocean to the fhore.
II.

Nations, attend before his throne

With folemn fear, with chearful joy; Know that the LORD is GOD alone,

He can create and he deftroy.

III.

His fov'reign pow'r, without our aid,
Made us of clay and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.

IV.

We are his people, we his care,

Our fouls and all our mortal frame ; What lafting honours fhall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name!

V.

We'll croud thy gates with thankful fongs;
High as the heav'ns our voices raife;
And earth with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with founding praise.

VI.

Wide as the world is thy command,
Vaft as eternity thy love:

Firm as a rock thy truth muft fund,
When rolling years fhall ceafe to move.

PSALM V. To GOD our Crator.

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Long Metre.

I.

ITH one confent let all the earth

WIT

To GOD their chearful voices råse;
Glad homage pay with awful mirth,
And fing before him fongs of praise.

II.

Convinc'd that he is GOD alone,

From whom both we and all proceed;

B

We whom he chufes for his own,

The flock whom he vouchfafes to feed.
III.

enter then his temple gate!

Thence to his courts devoutly prefs;
And ftill your grateful hymns repeat,
And still his name with praises blefs.

IV.

For he's the LORD, fupremely good,
His mercy is for ever fure;

His truth, which always firmly tood,

To endless ages shall endure.

PSALM VI. To GOD the Creator.

Common Metre.

LORD, how excellent thy name!
How glorious to behold;

Engraven far on all thy works,
In characters of gold.

IV.

From land to land, and world to world,
Thy fame is echo'd round;
And ages, as they pafs, tranfmit
The never-dying found.

V.

Angels, the eldest fons of light,
Began the lofty fong;

They faw the heavens expand abroad,
And earth on nothing hung.

VI.

Then man, the laft and nobleft work,
Of all this nether frame,

With the first vital breath he drew
Confeft from whence he came.
VI.

O let us all give praise to GOD,
And magnify his name;

His gracious and his mighty works
To all the world proclaim.

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PSALM VII. To the Creator.
Proper Metre.

I.

E tribes of Adam, join

With heaven and earth and feas,

And offer notes divine

To your Creator's praise:

Ye holy throng
Of angels bright,
In worlds of light
Begin the fong.

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II.

Thou fun with dazzling rays,
And moon who rul'ft the night,
Shine to your maker's praife,
With stars of twinkling light:
His pow'r declare
Ye floods on high,
And clouds that fly,
In empty air.

III.

The fhining worlds above,
In glorious order ftand,
Or in fwift courses move,
By his fupreme command:
He fpake the word,
And all their frame
From nothing came

And praise the LORD.

IV.

He mov'd their mighty wheels In unknown ages paft;

And each his word fulfils,

While time and nature laft:

In diff'rent ways

His works proclaim,
His wond'rous name,
And fpeak his praise.

V.

Let all the nations fear,

The GOD who rules above;

He brings his people near,

And makes them tafte his love,