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& There hast thou fix'd the ocean's bounds,
The threat'ning surges to repel ;
Nor to a second deluge swell.
The sea recovers her lost hills ;
Surprise the vales with plenteous rilis. 10 The field's tame beasts are thither led,
Weary with labour, faint with drought ;, And asses, on wild mountains bred,
Have sense to find these currents out. 11 There shady trees from scorching beams,
Yield shelter to the feather'd throng ; They drink, and to the bounteous streams
Return the tribute of their song.
That soon transmit the liquid store ;
And nature's lap can hold no more.. 13 Grass for our cattle to devour,
He makes the growth of every field ;
That either food or physic yield. 19 With cluster'd grapes he crowns the vine,i
To cheer man's heart, oppress'd with care3 Gives oil, that makes his face to shine ;
And corn, that wasted strength ropnirs. 15 The trees 'of God, without the care
Or art of man, with sap are fed ;;
As those in royal gardens bred. 16 Safe in the lofty cedar's arms
The wand'rers of the air may rest';:
Protects the stork, her pious guests..
17 Wild goats the craggy rock ascend,
Its tow'ring heights their fortress make, Whose cells in labyrinths extend,
Where feebler crcatures refuge take. 18 The moon's inconstant aspect shows
Th' appointed seasons of the year ;
His hours to rise and disappear. 19 Darkness he makes the earth to shroud,
When forest-beasts securely stray ;
To Providents that sends then prey. 20 They range all night, on slaughter bent,
Till, summon'd by the rising morn
The conscious ravagers return. 21 Forth to the tillage of his soil
The husbandman securely goes,
returns to his repose. 22 How various, Loril, thy works are found !
For which thy wisdom we adore ! The earth is with thy treasure crown'd,
Till nature's band can grasp no more. 23 But still the vast unfathom'd main
Of wonders a new scene supplies,
Of ev'ry form and ev'ry size.
There cut their unmolested way:
Thou mad'st his compass there to play. 25 These various troops of sea and land,
In sense of common want agree ;
And have their daily alms from thee.
36 They gather what thy stoves disperse,
Without their trouble to provide ;
The craving world, is all supply'd. 27 Thou for a moment hid'st thy face,
The num'rous ranks of creatures mourn. Thou tak’st their breath, all nature's race
Forth with to mother earth return. 28 Again thou send'st thy spirit forth,
T'inspire the mass with vital seed;
Smiles on her new created breed. 29 Thus through successive ages stand,
Firm fix'd, thy providential care! Pleas'd with the work of thine owo hands,
Thou dost the wastes of time repair. 30 In praising God, while he prolongs
My breath, I will that breath employ ;
My soul her utmost pow'rs shall raise ;
Of saints, his praise shall be my song. 2 His works, for greatness though renown'd,
His wondrous works, with ease are found
And in the pious search delight.
And universal glors claim ;
Å By precept he has us enjoin'd,
To keep his wondrous works in mind;
That good and gracious is our Lord. 5 Just are the dealings of his hands ;
Immutable are his commands ;
And for eternal rules ordain'd.
Must with the fear of God begin,
From the 139th of David. 1 THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known
My rising up and lying down :
Known long before conceiv'd by me. % Thine eye my bed and path surveys,
My public haunts and private ways ;.
My yet unutter'd words' intent.
On ev'ry side I find thy hand.
Too dazzling bright for mortal eye! 4 Let me acknowledge, too, O God,
That since this maze of life I trod,
The pow'r of numbers to recount : 5 Far sooner could I reckon o'er
The sands upon the ocean's shore :
6 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart,
If mischief lurks in any part:
From the 91st of David. 1 HE that has God his guardian made, Shall, under the Almighty's shade,
Secure and undisturb'd abide. Thus to my soul of him l'll say, He is my fortress and my stay,
My God, in whom I will confide.
2 His tender love and watchful care Shall free thee from the fowler's snare,
And from the noisome pestilence ; He over thee his wings shall spread, And over thy unguarded head ;
His truth shall be thy strong defence. 3 No terrors, that surprize by night, Shall thy undaunted courage fright,
Nor deadly shafts that fly by day; Nor plague, of unknown rise, that kills In darkness, nor infectious ills,
That in the hottest seasons slay.
From the 113th of David. 1 YE saints and servants of the Lord, The triumphs of his name record:
His sacred name forever bless, Where-e'er the circling sun displays His rising beams, or setting rays,
Due praise to his great name address.