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Whate'er the sons of earth may do,
Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee,
And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree,
And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong,
In him my lips rejoice; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is
voice! 4 Like angry bees, they girt me round;
When God appears, they fly: So burning thorns with crackling sound,
Make a fierce blaze, and die.
The Lord protects their days:
Public praise for deliverance from death.
grave; Now shall he live : for none can die,
If God resolve to save.
Shall fill his daily breath ;
Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For we shall worship there;
Thy mercy to declare.
Our thankful voice we raise ;
There we have told thee our complaints,
Christ the foundation of his church. 1 BEHOLD the sure foundation Stone
And his eternal praise.
How glorious is thy name!
Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain :
And envy rage in vain. 4 What tho' the gates of hell withstood;
Yet must this building rise :
PSALM 118. Fourth Part. C. M.
He calls the hours his own ;
And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead;
And Satan's empire fell :
And all his wonders tell.
To David's holy Son :
Salvation from thy throne.
4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of
grace; Who comes in God, his Father's name,
To save our sinful race.
The church on earth can raise ;
Hosanna for the Lord's day.
EE what a living Stone
The builders did refuse !
In spite of envious Jews.
Reject thine only Son;
As the chief Corner Stone.
And wondrous in our eyes :
This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day,
That our Redeemer made : Let us rejoice, and sing and pray:
Let all the church be glad. 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,
Our sacrifice of praise.
PSALM 119. First Part. C. M. The blessedness of saints, and misery of sinners. I BLEST are the undefil?d in heart, ,
Whose ways are right and clean; Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word,
And practise thy commands; With their whole heart they seek the Lord;
And serve him with their hands.
How firm their souls abide !
Their steady feet aside.
And keep my face from shame;
And honour all thy name.
The proud shall die accurst :
Are trodden to the dust.
And those that leave thy ways
My gracious God, I pray;
And keep thy law by day.
Thy promise bears me up;
And, while salvation long delays,
Thy word supports my hope. 3 Seven times a-day I lift my hands, And
pay my thanks to thee: Thy righteous providence demands
Repeated praise from me. 4 When midnight darkness veils the skies,
I call thy works to mind; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. PSALM 119. Third Part. C. M.
Repentance and obedience. 1 THOU art my portion, O my God:
, Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste ť obey thy word,
And suffers no delay.
And glory in my choice:
Could make me so rejoice, -3 The testimonies of thy grace,
I set before mine eyes ;
And there my comfort lies.
I think upon my ways;
And trust thy pard’ning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
O save thy servant, Lord !
My hope is in thy word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine,
Thy statutes to fulfil: