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4 In his salvation is our hope;

And in the name of Israel's God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up,
Our navies spread their flags abroad.
5 Some trust in horses trained for war,

And some of chariots make their boasts ⚫
Our surest expectations are

From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts.
6 Oh may the memory of thy name
Inspire our armies for the fight;
Our foes shall fall and die with shame,
Or quit the field with shameful flight.
7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear;
Now let our hope be firm and strong;
Till the salvation shall appear,

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And joy and triumph raise the song.

Our Country the Care of Heaven.

In the red states rejoice;
thee, great God, with songs of praise,

And, bless'd with thy salvation, raise
To heaven their cheerful voice.

2 Thy sure defence, through nations round,
Hath spread our rising name,

And all our feeble efforts crowned
With freedom and with fame.

3 Then let our land on God alone
For timely aid rely;

His goodness will he thus make known,
And all our wants supply.

4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand;
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
That hate thy mild command.

5 When thou against them dost engage
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage,

Their hopes and them consume.

6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare,
And thus exalt thy fame;

While we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.

C. M.

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Ver. 1–9. Christ exalted to the Kingdom. L. M.
AVID rejoiced in God his strength,
Raised to the throne by special grace;

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But Christ the Son appears at length,
Fulfills the triumph and the praise.
2 How great is the Messiah's joy
In the salvation of thy hand!

Lord, thou hast raised his kingdom high,
And given the world to his command.
3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will,
Nor does the least request withhold;
Blessings of love prevent him still,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.

4 Honor and majesty divine

Around his sacred temples shine,
Bless'd with the favor of thy face,
And length of everlasting days.

5 Thy hand shall find out all his foes
And, as the fiery oven glows
With raging heat and living coals,

So shall thy wrath devour their souls.

FIRST PART.

C. M.

22 Ver. 1-16. The Sufferings and Death of Christ.

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WHY

WHY has my God my soul forsook,
Nor will a smile afford?

(Thus David once in anguish spoke,

And thus our dying Lord.)

2 Though 'tis my chief delight to dwell
Among thy praising saints,
Yet thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.

3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliverance found;
But I'm a worm despised of men,
And trodden to the ground.

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
"In vain he trusts in God," they cry,
"Neglected and forlorn."

5 But thou art he who formed my flesh,
By thine almighty word;

And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.

6 Why will my Father hide his face,
When foes stand threatening round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not a helper found?

PAUSE.

7 Behold thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud;

As bulls of Bashan fierce and strong,
As lions roaring loud.

8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet,
To multiply the smart;

They nail my hands, they pierce my feet,
And try to vex my heart.

9 Yet if thy sovereign hand let loose
The rage of earth and hell,
Why will my heavenly Father bruise
The Son he loves so well?

10 My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup;
But I resign my will to thee
And drink the sorrows up.

11 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown;
In groans I waste my breath:

Thy heavy hand has brought me down,
Low as the dust of death.

12 Father, I give my spirit up,
And trust it in thy hand;

My dying flesh shall rest in hope,

And rise at thy command.

SECOND PART.

C. M.

22 Ver. 20, 21, 27-31. Christ's Sufferings and Kingdom.

1 TOW from the roaring lion's rage

“NOW

O Lord, protect thy Son;

Nor leave thy darling to engage
The powers of hell alone."

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray,
With mighty cries and tears;

God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chased away his fears.

3 Great was the victory of his death;
His throne exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship-or shall die.

4 A numerous offspring must arise
From his expiring groans;
They shall be reckoned in his eyes
For daughters and for sons.

5 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread;

And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

6 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God;

And nations yet unborn profess
Salvation in his blood.

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Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation.

[OW let our mournful songs record

The dying sorrows of our Lord;

When he complained in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.

2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shook their heads, and laughed in scorn;
"He rescued others from the grave;
Now let him try himself to save.

3 "This is the man did once pretend
God was his Father and his Friend;
If God the blessed loved him so,
Why doth he fail to help him now?"

4 Barbarous people! cruel priests!
How they stood round like savage beasts!
Like lions gaping to devour,

When God had left him in their power

5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,
Till streams of blood each other meet;

By lot his garments they divide,
And mock the pangs in which he died.

6 But God his Father heard his cry;
Raised from the dead, he reigns on high;
The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

L. M.

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MY

The Lord our Shepherd.

Y shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supplied;
His providence and holy word

Become my safety and my guide.
2 In pastures where salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,

And all the food's divinely bless'd.
3 My wandering feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake.
In the fair paths of righteousness.
4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd's with me there.
5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps,

Thou art my comfort, thou my stay;
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.
6 The sons of earth, and sons of hell,
Gaze at thy goodness and repine
To see my table spread so well,

With living bread and cheerful wine.
7 How I rejoice, when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
"Tis a divine anointing shed,

Like oil of gladness at a feast. 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord

Attend his household all their days; There will I dwell, to hear his word, To seek his face, and sing his praise.

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SECOND VERSION.
Confidence in the Divine Care.

L. M.

L. M. 6 lines.

THE
HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye:
My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

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