7 My soul, awake to joy,
And triumph in the Lord,
My health, my hope, my song,
And my divine reward.
Ye fears remove;
No more I mourn;
But blest, return

To sing his love.

PSALM 44. C. M.

The Church's complaint in persecution.

ORD, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of pow'r and grace; When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days: 2 How thou didst build thy churches here, And make thy gospel known; Among them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone.

3 In God they boasted all the day,
And in a cheerful throng

Did thousands meet to praise and pray,
And grace was all their song.

4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame Confusion fills our face :

To hear the enemy blaspheme,
And fools reproach thy grace.

5 Yet have we not forgot our God,
Nor falsely dealt with heav'n;
Nor have our steps declin'd the road
Of duty thou hast giv'n.

6 Tho' dragons all around us roar,

With their destructive breath
And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore,
Hard by the gates of death.

7 We are expos'd all day to die,

As martyrs for thy cause;

As sheep for slaughter, bound we lie,
By sharp and bloody laws.

8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord!

Why sleeps thy wonted grace?

Why should we look like men abhorr'd
Or banish'd from thy face?

9 Wilt thou forever cast us off,

And still neglect our cries?
For ever hide thy heav'nly love
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:

We plead the honours of thy name,
The merits of thy blood.

PSALM 45. First Part. L. M.
The glory of Christ.

OW be my 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;
Love from his lips divinely flows,
And blessings all his state compose.
3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord!
Gird on the terror of thy sword!
In majesty and glory ride,

With truth and meekness at thy side.
4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart!
Or words of mercy, kind and sweet,
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.

5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands;
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands :
Thy laws and works are just and right
Justice and grace are thy delight.

6 O God, thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
And with his sacred Spirit bless'd
Th' eternal Son above the rest.

PSALM 45. Second Part.

L. M

The beauty of the Church, the Bride.

HE King of saints how fair his face.

THE
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:
The world admires her heav'nly dress;
Her robe of joy and righteousness.
3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne:
Fair stranger, let thy heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice;

Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd:
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
5 O happy hour! when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies;
And all thy sons (a num'rous train)
Each, like a prince, in glory reign.
6 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let ev'ry age his praises spread;
While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescension of his love.

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PSALM 46. First Part. L. M.
The safety of the Church.

OD is our refuge in distress,

G A present help when dangers press:

On him for safety we reli'd,

And in his strength we will confide:

2 Tho' earth were from her centre toss'd, 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 uncontroll'd; We will not fear, whilst we depend On God, who is our constant friend. 4 A gentler stream, that ever flows, And joy to all around bestows, The city of the Lord shall fill, 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; And his almighty aid is nigh,

To those who on his strength rely.

PSALM 46. Second Part.

L. M.

The Church's safety amid national distress.
ET Zion in her King rejoice,

ants 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:

Behold the works his hand hath wrought,
What desolations he hath made!

3 From sea to sea thro' all the shores,
He makes the noise of battles cease;
When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear;
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame :

Keep silence all the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his name. 5 "Be still, and learn that I am God, "I'll be exalted o'er the lands; "I will be known and fear'd abroad, "But still my throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, Almighty King ; While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell.

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PSALM 47. C. M.

Christ ascending and reigning.
FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the sov'reign King
Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high;
His heav'nly guards around,
Attend him rising thro' the sky,
With trumpet's joyful sound.

3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains :
Let all the earth his honours sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns,

4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound
Let knowledge lead the song;
Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

5 In Israel stood his ancient throne,
He lov'd that chosen race;
But now he calls the world his own,
And heathens taste his grace.

6 These western climes are all the Lord's,
Here Abram's God is known;

While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords, Submit before his throne.

PSALM 48. First Part. S. M.

The Church is the honour and safety of a nation.

And let his praise be great;

He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.
2 These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand !
The honour of our native place,
And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Zion God is known,
A refuge in distress :

How bright hath his salvation shone
Thro' all her palaces !

4 When kings against her join'd, And saw the Lord was there; In wild confusion of the mind

They fled with hasty fear.
5 When navies tall and proud
Attempt to spoil our peace,
He sends his tempest roaring loud,

And sinks them in the seas.
6 Oft have our fathers told;
Our eyes have often seen;

How well our God secures the fold, Where his own sheep have been. 7 In ev'ry new distress,

We'll to his house repair :

We'll think upon his wond'rous grace,
And seek deliv'rance there.

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PSALM 48. Second Part. S. M.
The worship and order of the Church.
NAR as thy name is known,

FAR

The world declares thy praise :

Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,
Their songs of honor raise.

2 With joy thy people stand
On Zion's chosen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counsels of thy will.

3 Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell,
Compass and view the holy ground,
And mark the building well;
4 The orders of thy house,
The worship of thy court,
The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,
And make a fair report.

5 How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adorn'd with gold.

6 The God we worship now,

Will guide us till we die;

Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.

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PSALM 49. First Part. C. M.

The vanity of life and riches. HY doth the man of riches grow

WHY

W To insolence and pride;