*12 Thou didft divide the raging fea,
By thy refiftlefs might,

To make thy tribes a wond'rous way,
And then fecure their flight.

13 Is not the world of nature thine?
The darkncfs and the day?
Didft not thou bid the morning fhine,
And mark the fun hisway?

34 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry coal,
And fet the earth its bounds,
With fummer's heat and winter's froaft,
In their perpe t'al rounds ?

15 And fhall the fons of earth and dust
That Sacred Pow'r blafpheme?
·Will not thy hand which form'd them firft,
Avenge thy injur❜d name?

- 36 Think on the covʼnant thou haft made,
And all thy words of love;
Nor let the birds of prey invade,
And v. x thy mourning dove.

17 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make ourhope their jet;

Plead thine on caufe, Almighty God,
And give thy children reft.

Power and government from God alone. Applied to the glorious revolution in Americs, July 4th, 1776.

thee, Moft Holy, and Moft High,

The thee we bring our thankful praife

Thy works declare thy hand is nigh
Thy works of wonder and of grace.

2 America was doom'd a flave,
Her frame diffolv'd, her fears were grea
When God a righteous Council gave,
To bear the pillars of the State. -

3 They from Thy pow'r receiv'd their own,
And fware to rule by wholesome laws;
Thy foot fhall tread oppressors down,
Thy arm defend the righteous caufe.
4 Let haughty finners fink their price,
Nor lift fo high their fcornful head :
But lay their foolish thoughts afide,
And own the Pow'rs which God hath made,
5 Such honors never come by chance,
Nor do the winds promotion blow;
Tis God, the Judge, doth one advance,
Tis God, who lays another low.

6 No vain pretence to royal birth
Shail chain us to a tyrant's throne;
God, the Great Sov'reign of the earth,
Shall crash ufurpers with his frown.
[7 His hand holds out the dreadful cup
Of vengeance, mix'd with var'ous plagues,
And makes the wicked drink them up,
Wring out, and taste the bitter dregs.

8 Now fhall the Lord exalt the juft,
And, while he tramples on the proud,
And lays their glory in the duft,
Our lips fhall fing his praise aloud.]

PSALM LXXVI.

Ifrael faved, and the Affyrians defroyed; God's vengeance against his enemies proceeds from his Church.

N Judah God of old was known;
His name in Ir'el great;

In Salem ftood his holy throne,
And Zion was his feat.

2 Among the praises of his faints,

His dwelling there he chofe;

There he receiv'd their juft complaints,
Against their haughty foss.

From Zion went his dreadful word
And broke the threat'ning fpear,
The bow, the arrows and the fword,
And crush'd th Afr'an war.

What are the earths wide kingdoms fe
But mighty bills of prey?
The hill on which. JEHOVAH dwells
Is glorious more than they.

3 'Twas, Zion's king who stopp'd the breath
Of captains and their bands:
The men of might flept faft in death,
And never found their hands.

36 At thy rebuke, Oacob's God,
Both horfe and charot fell:
Who knows the terrors of thy rod?
Thy vengeance who can tell?

7 What pow'r can ftand before thy fight
When once thy wrath appears ?
Then heav'n fhines round with dreadful light;
While earth lies ftili and fears.

8 When God, in his own fov'reign ways,
Comes down to fave th' oppreft,

The wrath of man fhall work his praise,
And he'll reftrain the reft.

19 Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring,
Ye princes, fear his frown:

His terror fhakes the proudest king,
And cuts an army down.

The thunder of his fharp rebuke
Our haughty foes fhall feel:
For Jacob's God hath not forfook,
But dwells in Zion ftill.]

PSALM LXXVII. First part.
Melancholy affaulting, and Hope prevailing.
GOD fcry'd with mounful voice;
I fought his gracious ear,

In the fad day, when troubles rofe,
And fill'd the night with fear.

2 Sad were my days, and dark my nights, My foul refus'd relief;

I thought on God, the just and wife,
But thoughts increas'd my grief.

3 Still I complain'd, and ftill oppreft,
My heart began to break;
My God, thy wrath forbade my reft,
And kept mine eyes awake.
4 My overwhelming furrows grew
"Till I could fpeak no more;
Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o'er.
5 1 call'd back years and ancient times,
When I beheld thy face;

My spirit fearch'd for fecret crimes
Which might withold thy grace.
6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind
Which I enjoy'd before:
And will the Lord no more be kind?
His face appear no more?

7 Will he forever caft me off?
His promife ever fail ?
Blas He forgot his tender love?
Shall anger ftill prevail?

8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark defpairing frame,
Rememb❜ring what thy hand hath wroughts
Thy hand is ftill the fame.

9 I'll think again of all my ways;
And talk thy wonders o'er;
Thy wonders of recov'ring grace,
When flesh could help no more.

10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne, And men who love thy word

Have in thy fanctuary known

The counfels of the Lord.

PSALM LXXVIII. Second part.

Comfort derived from ancient providences; or, Ifrael delivered from Egypt, and brought is Cannan.

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How

awful is thy chaft'ning rod !" (May thy own children fay)

"The great, the wife, the dreadful God,
"How holy is his way!"

2 I'll meditate his works of old:
The king who reigns above,
I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to truft his love.

3 Long did the houfe of Jofeph lie
With Egypt's yoke oppreft;
Long he delay'd to hear their cry,
Nor gave his people rest.

4 The fons of good old Jacob seem'u̸
Abandon'd to their foes:
But his Almighty Arm redeem'd
The nation which he chose.

sfr'el, his people and his fheep,
Muft follow where he calls;
He bade them venture through the deep,
And made the waves their walls.

6 The water faw thee, Mighty God!
The waters faw thee come !
Backward they fled, and frighted food,
To make thine armies room.

7 Strange was thy journey through the fea;
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown!
Terrors attend the wond'rous way
Which brings thy mercy down.