e 2 But ere this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundations laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself, the ever-living God.

3 Like floods, the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies:
e Vain floods-that aim their rage so high!
--At thy rebuke the billows die.

4 For ever shall thy throne endure; Thy promise stands for ever sure: And everlasting holiness

Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.

P. M. 1st Part. Walworth. [*] God's Majesty, and Sovereign Dominion. THE Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high, His robes of state are strength and majesty; This wide creation rose at his command, Built by his word, and 'stablish'd by his hand: g Long stood his throne, ere he began creation, And his own Godhead-is the firm foundation 2 God is th' eternal King: thy foes in vain Raise their rebellion, to confound thy reign: In vain the storms, in vain the floods arise, And roar, and toss their waves against the skies, Foaming at heaven, they rage with wild commotion; [ocean. But heaven's high arches scorn the swelling d3 Ye tempests, rage no more; ye floods, be still; And the mad world, obedient to his will:

Built on his truth, his church must ever stand:
Firm are his promises, and strong his hand:
See his own sons, when they appear before him,
Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him.
P. M. 2nd Part. Dalston. [*]

1

God's Power, and Zion's Safety.

THE

HE Lord Jehovah reigns,
And royal state maintains ;
His head with awful glories crown'd;
Array'd in robes of light,

Begirt with sovereign might,

And rays of majesty around.

2

Upheld by his commands,
The world securely stands,
And skies and stars obey thy word:

g

Thy throne was fix'd on high,
Before the starry sky:

Eternal is thy kingdoin, Lord. e 3 In vain the noisy crowd,

Like billows fierce and loud, Against thine empire rage and roar ; In vain with angry spite

The surly nations fight,

And dash like waves against the shore.
d 4 Let floods and nations rage,
And all their powers engage,--
Let swelling tides assault the sky :
The terrours of thy frown

Shall beat their madness down Thy throne for ever stands on high. g 5 Thy promises are true,

Thy grace is ever new;

There fix'd, thy church shall ne'er remove :
Thy saints, with holy fear,

Shall in thy courts appear,
And sing thine everlasting love.

PSALM 94. C. M. 1st Part. [b] V. 1, 2, 7-14. Saints chastised, and Sinners de

stroyed.

GOD! to whom revenge belongs,
Proclaim thy wrath aloud;

Let sovereign power redress our wrongs;
Let justice smite the proud.

2 They say,The Lord nor sees nor hears ;'
When will the fools be wise?

Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears?
Or blind, who made their eyes?

3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain, And they shall feel his power;

His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain,
In some surprising hour.

4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke,
Thou hast a gentler rod;

Thy providences, and thy book,

Shall make them know their God.

5 Blest is the man thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw:

Thy scourges make thy children wise,
When they forget thy law.

6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints,
Nor his own promise break:
He pardons his inheritance
For their Redeemer's sake.]
C. M. 2nd Part.

Reading. [b],

V. 16-23. Deliverance from Temptation and

1 WH

Persecution.

VHO will arise, and plead my right,
Against my num'rous foes;

While earth and hell their force unite,
And all my hopes oppose!

2 Had not the Lord, my Rock, my Help,
Sustain'd my fainting head,

e My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul amongst the dead.

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0

3 Alas, my sliding feet!' I cry'd,
Thy promise was my prop;

Thy grace stood constant by my side,
Thy Spirit bore me up.

e 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts
Within my bosom roll;

o Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul.

-5 Powers of iniquity may rise, And frame pernicious laws;

o But God, my retuge, rules the skies; He will defend my cause.

-6 Let malice vent her rage aloud; Let bold blasphemers scoff;

g The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off.

PSALM 95. C. M. Bedford. Plymouth. [*]
A Psalm before Prayer.

ING to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice;

When his salvation is our theme,

Exalted be our voice.

2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honour sing;

The Lord's a God of boundless might
The whole creation's King.

3 Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
(Those gods on high, and gods below,)
When once compar'd with him.

4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand;

He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep,
And where the hills must stand.
e 5 Come, and with humble souls adore ;
Come, kneel before his face;

Oh may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace!

06 Now is the time: he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;

• Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, 'Ye shall not see my rest.'

1

S. M. Peckham. [*]

A Psalm before Sermon.
COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;

Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.

2

He form'd the deeps unknown,
He gave the seas their bound;
The wat'ry worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.

€ 3 Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord:"
-We are his work, and not our own,
He form'd us by his word.

4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;

Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.

5 [But if your ears refuse

The language of his grace,

And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,

That unbelieving race;

6

The Lord, in vengeance dress'u
Will lift his hand and swear

d You that despis'd my promis'd rest, Shall have no portion there.']

1

L. M. Blendon. Leeds. [*]

V. 1, 2, 3, 6-11. Canaan lost through Unbelief.
COME, let our voices join to raise
A sacred song of solemn praise:
God is a sovereign King, rehearse
His honours in exalted verse.]

2 Come, let our souls address the Lord,
Who fram'd our natures with his word;
He is our Shepherd; we the sheep,
His mercy chose, his pastures keep.
-3 Come, let us hear his voice to-day,
The counsels of his love obey;

e Nor let our harden'd hearts renew

The sins and plagues that Israel knew.
4 Israel, who saw his works of grace,
Tempted their Maker to his face;
A faithless, unbelieving brood,
That tir'd the patience of their God!

d 5 [Thus saith the Lord,' How false they prove!
'Forget my pow'r; abuse my love:
'Since they despise my rest, I swear,
'Their feet shall never enter there.']

a 6 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, And view those ancient rebels dead: -Attend the offer'd grace to-day,

Nor lose the blessing by delay.

o 7 Seize the kind promise, while it waits,
And march to Zion's heavenly gates:
Believe, and take the promis'd rest;
Obey, and be for ever blest.

PSALM 96. C. M. Arundel. Christmas. [*]
V. 1--10, &c. Christ's First and Second Coming
SING to the Lord, ye distant lands,

1

Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue;

His new discover'd grace demands

A new and nobler song.

2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns,
God's own almighty Son;

. His power the sinking world sustains,
And grace surrounds his throne