II. 'Tis he, whofe ev'ry thought and deed Whofe gen'rous tongue difdains to speak III. Who never did a flander forge, IV. Who vice, in all its pomp and pow'r, V. Who to his plighted vows and trust VI. Whofe foul in finful ways difdains His treasure to employ; Whom no rewards can ever bribe The guiltless to destroy. VII. The man, who by this steady course Has happiness infur❜d : When earth's foundation shakes, fhall ftand, By providence fecur'd. But where the Gospel comes, It fpreads diviner light; It calls dead finners from their tombs, And gives the blind their fight. 1 PSALM CXXVI. The Excellency of the Scriptures. I. Love the volumes of thy word; What light and joy thofe leaves afford To fouls benighted and diftreft! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to ftray, Thy promise leads my heart to reft. II. From the difcov'ries of thy la w III. Thy threat'nings wake my flumb'ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy bleffed Gofpel, LORD, That makes my guilty confcience clean, Converts my foul, fubdues my fin, And gives a free, but large reward. IV. Who knows the errors of his thoughts? And from prefumptuous fins reftrain: Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain. PSALM CXXVII. The Pleasure of Public Worship. Long Metre. I. OW pleafant, how divinely fair, HOW O LORD of hofts, thy dwellings are! With long defire my spirit faints To meet the affemblies of thy faints. II. My flesh would rest in thine abode, III. Bleft are the faints who fit on high IV. Bleft are the fouls who find a place V. Bleft are the men whofe hearts are set GOD is their strength; and thro' the road T VI. Chearful they walk with growing strength, Nothing but truth before his throne, III. Their lifted eyes falute the fkies, IV. LORD fearch our thoughts, and try our ways, And make our fouls fincere: Then shall we ftand before thy face, And find acceptance there. |