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2 How thou did'st build thy churches here,
And make thy gospel known ;
Thy light and glory shone.
And in a cheerful throng
pray. And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame,
Confusion fills our face ;
And fools reproach thy grace.
Nor falsely dealt with heav'n;
Of duty thou hast giv'n.
With their destructive breath;
Hard by the gates of death. 7 We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy cause ;
By sharp and bloody laws.
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Or banish'd from thy face? 9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,
And still neglect our cries ?
From our afflicted eyes? 10 Down to the dust our souls are bow'd
And lie upon the ground;
Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their pow'rs confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God :
PSALM 45. First Part. L. M.
heart inspir’d to sing The glories of my Saviour King, , Jesus the Lord ; how heav'nly fair
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race,
He shines with a superior grace;
And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord !
Gird on the terror of thy sword !
With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart;
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands :
Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 O God, thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
PSALM 45. Second Part. L. M.
Christ and his Church. 1 ΤΗ
HE King of saints how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations with his love, 2 At his right hand our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold :
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne;
The idols of thy native state.
In thee, the fav’rite of his choice ;
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
To his fair palace in the skies;
Each, like a prince, in glory reign.
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
The safety of the church.
present help when dangers press : On him for safety we relied,
And in his strength we will confide: 2 Tho' earth were from her centre tost,
And mountains in the ocean lost;
Or lofty hills from their abode,
Torn piece-meal by the roaring flood. 3 Let angry waves together roll'd
Rage on with fury uncontrol'd ;
On God, who is our constant friend. 4 A gentler stream, that ever flows,
And joy to all around bestows,
The city where he's worshipp'd still. 5 God dwells in Zion, whose strong tow'rs,
Shall mock th' assault of earthly pow'rs;
God creates peace.
Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise ; He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought,
And Jacob's God is still our aid:
What desolations he hath made!
He makes the noise of battles cease ;
He awes the trembling world to peace. 4. He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear ;
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame :
5 “Be still, and learn that I am God, mp
“I'll be exalted o'er the lands;
' 6 O Lord of hosts, Almighty King ;
While we so near thy presence dwell,
PSALM 47. C. M.
Christ ascending and reigning. 1 FOR a shout of sacred joy, O
And hymns of triumph sing.
His heav'nly guards around
With trumpet's joyful sound.
Let mortals learn their strains :
O’er all the earth he reigns.
Let knowledge lead the song;
Upon a thoughtless tongue.
He lov'd that chosen race ;
Here Abraham's God is known ; While pow’rs and princes, shields and swords
Submit before his throne.