2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too! g High in the heav'ns his justice reigns; -Yet you invade the rights of God,

And send your bold decrees abroad,

To bind the conscience in your chains. 344

05 Th' Almighty thunders from the sky, -Their grandeur melts, their tities die, As hills of snow dissolve and run;

e Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births that never see the sun,

2 The terrour of one frown of thine,
Melts all our strength away;
Like men that totter, drunk with wine
We tremble in dismay.

p 3 Our nation trembles at thy stroke,
And dreads thy lifted hand!
Oh, heal the people thou hast broke,
And save the sinking land.

o 4 Lift up thy banner in the field,
For those who fear thy name;
• Defend thy people with thy shield,
And put our foes to shame.

-5 Go with our armies to the fight,
Their guardian and their God;
In vain confed'rate powers unite
Against thy lifted rod.

06 Our troops shall gain a wide renown, By thine assisting hand;

g 'Tis God that treads the mighty down, And makes the feeble stand.

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WHEN overwhelm'd with grief, My heart within me dies; Helpless and far from all relief, To heav'n I lift mine eyes.

2 O lead me to the Rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade.

3 Within thy presence, Lord, For ever I'll abide; Thou art the tow'r of my defence, The refuge where I hide.

No trust in the Creatures; but in God.

The glories, that compose thy name.
Stand all engaged to make me blest.

2 Thou great and good, thou just and Thou art my Father and my God; [wise, And I am thine, by sacred ties

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood?

e 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look;
As travellers, in thirsty lands,
Paut for the cooling water brook.

o 4 With early feet I love t' appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
-Oft have I seen thy glory there,

And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace.

o 5 Not fruits, nor wines that tempt our
Nor all the joys our senses know, [taste,
Could make me so divinely biest,
Or raise my cheerful passions so.

s 8 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray, or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days. MORETON. PORTUGAL

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5 To thee I'li lift my hands, And praise thee while I live; Not the rich dainties of a feast Such food or pleasure give.

6 In wakeful hours of night,
I call my God to mind;

I think how wise thy counsels are,
And all thy dealings kind.

7 Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence,
My cheerful hope relies.

8 The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps;

I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.

NEWTON

PSALM 65. L. M. FIRST Part.

Ver. 1-5.

Public Prayer and Praise.

1HE praise of Zion waits for thee,

1T My God; and praise becomes thy

house;

There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows.

p 2 0 thou, whose mercy bends the skies,
To save when humble sinners pray,
o All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
And grateful isles of every sea.
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o 5 Let Babel fear when Zion prays;
Babel prepare for long distress;
When Zion's God himself arrays,
In terrour, and in righteousness.

g 6 With dreadful glory God fulfils
What his afflicted saints request;
And with almighty wrath reveals
His love to give his churches rest.

7 Then shall the flocking nations run
To Zion's hill and own their Lord;
The rising and the setting sun,
Shall see the Saviour's name ador'd
QUERCY.

L. M. SECOND PART.

Ver. 5-13.

Divine Providence and Grace.

2 ON God the race of man depends, Far as the earth's remotest ends; Where the Creator's name is known, By nature's feeble light alone.

3 Sailors that travel o'er the flood, Address their 'frighted souls to God; When tempests rage, and billows roar, At dreadful distance from the shore.

4 He bids the noisy tempest cease,
He calms the raging crowd to peace;
When a tumultuous nation raves,
Wild as the winds and loud as waves.

8 Seasons and times obey his voice;
The ev'ning and the morn rejoice,
To see the earth made soft with show'rs,
Laden with fruit, and dress'd in flow'rs.
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10 The desart grows a fruitful field, Abundant food the vallies yield; The vallies shout with cheerful voice, And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys. 7/

12 Thy works pronounce thy pow'r divine;

O'er ev'ry field thy glories shine;
Thro' every month thy gifts appear;
Great God, thy goodness crowns the

year! NANDWICH, TRURO.

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g 3 He rides and thunders through the sky,
His name, JEHOVAH, Sounds on high;
s Sing to his name, ye sons of grace,
Ye saints rejoice before his face.

e 4 The widow and the fatherless,
Fly to his aid in sharp distress;
In him the poor and helpless find
A judge most just, a father kind.

-5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again;

e But rebels that dispute his will,

Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.

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g7He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms; How terrible is God in arms!

-In Israel are his mercies known,
Israel is his peculiar throne.

1 WE bless the Lord, the just and good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies.

2 He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain,
Refresh the thirsty earth again.

3 Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death;
Safety and health to God belong;
He helps the weak and guards the strong.

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; e But the wide difference that remains, Is endless joys, and endless pains.

o His own right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth, or deeper seas; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love.

LEEDS.