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PSALM LV.

Dependence upon Providence,

Long Metre,

I.

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REAT LORD of earth, and feas, and

G Thy wealth the needy world fupplies:

On thee alone the whole depends,
Thy care to ev'ry part extends.

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The waftes of life thy pow'r repairs,
Thy mercy fills tempeftuous cares:
And fafe beneath thy guardian arm,
We live fecur'd from ev'ry harm.

IV.

To thee we chearful homage bring;
In grateful hymns thy praises fing;
Direct to thee our waiting eyes,
And humbly look for fresh supplies.

ง.

We ftill are indigent and poor,
Indebted much, yet lacking more :
On thee we ever will depend,
The rich, the fure, the faithful friend.

VI.

And should thy meafures feem fevere,
Calmly may we thy chaft'ning bear:
Without complaint to thee fubmit,
Th' unerring judge of what is fit.

PSALM LVI.

Dependence on Providence.
Long Metre.

I.

N thee, O GOD! we ftill depend,

Our father, and our conftant friend;

All that is good thou can't fupply, all threat'ning evil by.

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II.

Should wars on ev'ry side invade,
We'll fhelter feek beneath thy fhade:
We'll truft to thy paternal care,

Nor want, nor harm, nor danger fear.

III.

We'll ftill refer ourfelves to thee,
And with our lot contented be;
With one confenting heart and voice,
Approve our heav'nly father's choice.

IV.

From earth we'll turn our longing eyes,
To regions far beyond the skies;

O fit us for that bleft abode,

Where dwells our Saviour and our GOD.

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PSALM LVII,

Submiffion to Providence.

Common Metre.

I.

AKED as from the earth we came, And crept to life at first, We to the earth return again,

And mingle with our dust.

II.

The fond delights we here enjoy,
And call our own in vain,

Are but short favours borrow'd now,

To be repaid again.

III.

'Tis GOD that lifts our comforts high,

Or finks them to the grave;

He gives, and bleffed be his name,

He takes but what he gave.

IV.

Peace, all our hafty passions then,

Let each impatient figh,

Be filent at his fov'reign will,

And ev'ry murmur die.

V.

If fmiling mercy crown our lives,
It's praises shall be spread;
And we'll adore the juftice too,

That ftrikes our comforts dead.

PSALM LVIII.

Praife to GOD.

A

Short Metre.

I.

LMIGHTY maker GOD!

How wond'rous is thy name!

Thy glories how diffus'd abroad
Thro' all creation's frame.

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Our fouls would rife and fing,

Our great creator too;

Fain would our tongue adore our king
And yield the worship due.

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To heav'n your joy and wonder raise,
For there his glory dwells.

H.

Let all your facred paffions move,
While you rehearse his deeds:
But the great work of saving love,
Your highest praise exceeds.

III.

All that have motion, life and breath,
Proclaim your maker bleft;

Yet when our voice expires in death,
Our fouls fhall praise him beft.

B

PSALM LX.

General Act of Praife.

Long Metre.

I.

E thou exalted, O my GOD,

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Above the heav'ns where angels dwell;

Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.

II.

My heart is fix'd; my tongue fhall raife
Immortal honours to thy name;

Awake, my tongue, to found his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.

III.

High o'er the earth thy mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds diffolve and die.

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