o 3 But O what brighter glories wait, To crown the second Adam's state! o What honours will thy Son adorn,

Who condescended to be born!
e 4 See him below his angels made!
p See him in dust among the dead,-
-To save a ruin'd world from sin!
o But he shall reign with pow'r divine.
g 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,

New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

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PSALM 9. C. M. 1st Part. Mear. [*]
Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seat.

WIT

WITH my whole heart, I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;

Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace,
My God prepares his throne,
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then will the Lord a refuge prove
For all who are oppress'd;

To save the people of his love,

And give the weary rest.

e 4 The men who know thy name, will trust
In thy abundant grace;

For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

o 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;
Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

C. M. 2nd Part. Colchester. [*]
Verse 12-The Wisdom and Equity of Providence.

1W shall once inquire for blood,

HEN the great Judge supreme and just,

The humble souls who mourn in dust,
Will find a faithful God.

o 2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Does his own children raise.

In Zion's gates with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;

And sinners perish in the net,

That their own hands have spread.

4 [Thus, by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own.

PAUSE.

d 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell; Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel Against thy known commands.] -6 Tho' saints to sore distress are brought, And wait and long complain; Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. o 7 Rise. great Redeemer, from thy seat, To judge and save the poor;

g Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more.

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8 [Thy thunder will affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;

Make them confess that thou art God,
And they but feeble men.]

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PSALM 10. C. M. Reading. [b] Prayer heard, and Saints saved from the Wicked. WHY does the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal his face,

WHY

When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?

e 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?

Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?

3 [They put thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor;

They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.]

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o 4 Arise, O Lord, lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PAUSE.

5 [Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride,

d 'The God of heaven will ne'er engage,
"To fight on Zion's side.'

6 But thou for ever art our Lord;
And powerful is thine hand,
As when the heathen felt thy sword,
And perish'd from thy land.]

o 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ear to hear;
Hearken to what thy children say,
And put the world in fear.

-8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;

And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L. M. Psalm 97.

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Geneva. [b]

God loves the Righteous, and abhors the Wicked.
Y refuge is the God of love;

Why do my foes insult and cry,— d "Fly, like a tim'rous trembling dove, "To distant woods or mountains fly ?" e 2 If government be once destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace,) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? g 3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne, His eye surveys the world below:

To him all mortal things are known,
His eye-lids search our spirits through.
-4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace;
What may the bold transgressor fear?
His very soul abhors their ways.

g 5 On impious wretches he will rain
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death!

Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.

-6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere; And with a gracious eye beholds

The men who his own image bear.

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PSALM 12. L. M. Bath. [*]
Saint's Safety and Hope in Evil Times.

ORD, if thou dost not soon appear,
Virtue and truth will fly away;

A faithful man amongst us here,

Will scarce be found, if thou delay.

2 The whole discourse, when neighbours meet, Is fill'd with trifles, loose and vain; Their lips are flatt'ry and deceit, And their proud language is profane. 3 But lips that with deceit abound, Will not maintain their triumph long; The God of vengeance will confound Their flatt'ring and blaspheming tongue. d 4 'Yet shall our words be free, they cry; "Our tongues shall be controll'd by none; "Where is the Lord will ask us why? 'Or say our lips are not our own?'

-5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppress'd, And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain, o Will rise to give his children rest, Nor will they trust his word in vain. -6 Thy word, O Lord, tho' often try'd, Void of deceit will still appear, Not silver, sev'n times purified, From dross and mixture shines so clear. o 7 Thy grace will in the darkest hour Defend the holy soul from harm;

e Though when the vilest men have power On ev'ry side will sinners swarm.]

C. M. Plymouth. [b]

General Corruption of Manners.

1 HELP, Lord! for men of virtue fail,

Religion loses ground;

The sons of violence prevail,

And treacheries abound.

e 2 Their oaths and promises they break,
Yet act the flatt'rer's part;
With fair deceitful lips they speak,
And with a double heart.

3 [If we reprove some hateful lie,
How is their fury stirr'd!
d'Are not our lips our own, they cry;
And who shall be our Lord?"]

e 4 Scoffers appear on every side,
Where a vile race of men

Are rais'd to seats of power and pride,
And bear the sword in vain.

PAUSE.

5 Lord, when iniquities abound,
And blasphemy grows bold,
When faith is hardly to be found,
And love is waxing cold ;-

o 6 Is not thy chariot hast'ning on?
Hast thou not giv'n the sign?
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine?

d 7 [Yes, saith the Lord, now will I rise,
And make oppressors flee;

'I will appear to their surprise,

And set my servants free.']

g 8 Thy word like silver sev'n times try'd,
Through ages shall endure;

The men who in thy truth confide,
Shall find thy promise sure.

PSALM 13. L. M. Pleyel's. Armley.

Pleading under Desertion: or, Hope in Darkness.

1 TOW long, O Lord, shall I complain, 1HOW

Like one who seeks his God in vain?
Canst thou thy face for ever hide,

And I still pray and be deny'd?
2 Shall I for ever be forgot,

As one whom thou regardest not?

Still shall my soul thine absence mourn,
And still despair of thy return?