Whate'er the sons of earth may do, my 3 'Tis thro' the Lord heart is strong, 4 Like angry bees, they girt me round; So burning thorns with crackling sound, 5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs; PSALM 118. Second Part. C. M. ORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, Now shall he live: for none can die, If God resolve to save. 2 Thy praise more constant than before, Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore, 3 Open the gates of Zion now, The house where all the righteous go, 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints 1 There we have told thee our complaints, PSALM 118. Third Part. C. M: BEHOLD the sure foundation Stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain : Yet on this rock the church shall rest, 4 What tho' the gates of hell withstood; PSALM 118. Fourth Part. C. M. i THIS Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, To-day the saints his triumph spread, 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, Help us, O Lord, descend and bring i 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men Who comes in God, his Father's name, 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 1 PSALM 118. Fifth Part. S. M. EE what a living Stone The builders did refuse! Yet God hath built his church thereon 2 The scribe and angry priest Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 4 This is the glorious day, Let us rejoice, and sing and pray; 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood; Bless him, ye saints; he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thy holy word, Which all this grace displays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, PSALM 119. First Part. C. M. The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners. LEST are the undefil'd in heart, Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart, BLES But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And honour all thy name. 5 But haughty sinners God will hate; 6 Vile as the dross the wicked are; But never taste thy grace. PSALM 119. Second Part. C. M O thee, before the dawning light," I meditate thy name by night, 2 My spirit faints to see thy grace, And, while salvation long delays, 3 Seven times a-day I lift my hands, Thy righteous providence demands 4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, PSALM 119. Third Part. C. M. 1 THOU Repentance and obedience. my HOU art my portion, O God: My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, 3 The testimonies of thy grace, 4 If once I wander from thy path, 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Thou art my shield, my hiding-place; My hope is in thy word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine, Thy statutes to fulfil : |