The proudest hills like wax did melt in presence of th' Almighty Lord. 6 The heavens, his righteousness to show, with storms of fire our foes pursu❜d, And all the trembling world below have his descending glory view'd. 7 Confounded be their impious host, who make the gods to whom they pray; All who of pageant idols boast: to him, ye gods, your worship pay. 8 Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, and Judah's daughters were o'erjoy'd; Because thy righteous judgments, Lord, have pagan pride and power destroy'd. 9 For thou, O God, art seated high above earth's potentates enthron'd; Thou, Lord, unrivall'd in the sky, supreme by all the gods art own'd. 10 Ye who to serve this Lord aspire, abhor what's ill, and truth esteem; He'll keep his servants' souls entire, and them from wicked hands redeem. 11 For seeds are sown of glorious light. a future harvest for the just; And gladness for the heart that's right, to recompense its pious trust. 12 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord; memorials of his holiness 1 Deep in your faithful breasts record, PSALM XCVIII, ING to the Lord a new-made song, With his right hand and holy arm the conquest he has won. 2 The Lord has through the astonish'd world display'd his saving might, And made his righteous acts appear 3 Of Israel's house his love and truth Wide earth's remotest parts the power 4 Let therefore earth's inhabitants And all, with universal joy, 5 With harp and hymn's soft melody, 6 The trumpet and shrill cornet's sound, before th' Almighty King. 7 Let the loud ocean roar her joy, 8 With joy let riv'lets swell to streams, 9 To welcome down the world's great Judge, who does with justice come, 1 And with impartial equity, JE PSALM XCIX. EHOVAH reigns; let therefore all On Cherubs' wings he sits enthron'd; 2 On Sion's hill he keeps his court, 3 Let therefore all with praise address 4 For truth and justice, in his reign, 5 Therefore exalt the Lord our God; And, with his unresisted might, his holiness extol. a 6 Moses and Aaron thus of old But, as with rev'rence they implor'd. 7 For with their camp, to guide their march, the cloudy pillar mov'd; They kept his law, and to his will 6 He answer'd them, forgiving oft 9. With worship at his sacred courts 1, For he, who only holy is, 2 W PSALM C. VITH one consent, let all the earth to God their cheerful voices raise; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, and sing before him songs of praise: 3 Convinc'd that he is God alone, from whom both we and all proceed; We, whom he chooses for his own, the flock that he vouchsafes to feed. 4 O enter then his temple gate, thence to his courts devoutly press; And still your grateful hymns repeat, and still his name with praises bless. 5 For he's the Lord supremely good, his mercy is for ever sure; 1 His truth, which always firmly stood, to endless ages shall endure. PSALM CI. F mercy's never-failing spring, And steadfast judgment, I will sing; And since they both to thee belong, To thee, O Lord, address my song. 2 When, Lord, thou shalt with me reside, Wise discipline my reign shall guide; With blameless life myself I'll make A pattern for my court to take. 3 No ill design will I pursue, Nor those my fav'rites make that do: 5 The private slanderer shall be 1 WE PSALM CII. HEN I pour out my soul in prayer, To thy eternal throne of grace 2 O hide not thou thy glorious face Incline thine ear, and when I call, 3 Each cloudy portion of my life, 4 My heart, like grass that feels the blast of some infectious wind, Does languish so with grief, that scarce my needful food I mind. 5 By reason of my sad estate. I spend my breath in groans; My flesh is worn away, my skin scarce hides my starting bones. 6 I'm like a pelican become, that does in deserts mourn; 7 In watchings, or in restless dreams, that lonesome roofs frequent. 8 All day by railing foes I'm made the subject of their scorn; Who all, possess'd with furious rage, 9 When grov'ling on the ground I lie, 10 Because on me with double weigh For thou, to make my fall more great, 11 My days, just hast'ning to their end, My beauty does like wither'd grass, 12 But thy eternal state, O Lord, no length of time shall waste; The mem'ry of thy wondrous works from age to age shall last. 13 Thou shalt arise, and Sion view with an unclouded face; For now her time is come, thy own appointed day of grace. 14 Her scatter'd ruins by thy saints with pity are survey'd; They grieve to see her lofty spires 15, 16 The name and glory of the Lord 17, 18 When he regards the poor's request, 19 For God, from his abode on high, 20 He listen'd to the captives' moans, And through the holy city sing 22 When all the tribes assembling there, their solemn vows address, And neighb'ring lands, with glad consent, the Lord their God confess. 23. But e'er my race is run, my strength 24 Lord, end not thou my life, said I, Thy years, from worldly changes free, to endless ages last. 25 The strong foundations of the earth of old by thee were laid; Thy hands the beauteous arch of heaven with wondrous skill have made. 26, 27 Whilst thou for ever shalt endure, they soon shall pass away; And, like a garment often worn, shall tarnish and decay. Like that, when thou ordain'st their change, to thy command they bend; But thou continu'st still the same, nor have thy years an end. 28 Thou to the children of thy saints shall lasting quiet give; |