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Who, though in solemn leagues they close,

their sworn engagements ne'er maintain. 12 Then our young sons like trees shall

grow, well planted in some fruitful place; Our daughters shall like pillars show,

design'd some royal court to grace. 13 Our garners fill’d with various store,

shall us and ours with plenty feed; Our sheep, increasing more and more,

shall thousands and ten thousands breed. 14 Strong shall our lab'ring oxen grow,

nor in their constant labour faint; Whilst we no war nor slav'ry know,

and in our streets hear no complaint. 15 Thrice happy is that people's case;

whose various blessings thus abound; Who God's true worship still embrace, and are with his protection crown'd.

PSALM CXLV. 1, 2 WHEE will I bless, my God and King,

thy endless praise proclaim; This tribute daily I will bring,

and ever bless thy name. 3 Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great,

and highly to be prais'd; Thy majesty, with boundless height;

above our knowledge rais'd. 4 Renown'd for mighty acts, thy fame

to future time extends; From age to age thy glorious name

successively descends. 5, 6 Whilst I thy glory and renown, and wondrous

works express, The world with me thy might shall own,

and thy great power confess. 7 The praise that to thy love belongs,

they shall with joy proclaim; Thy truth of all their grateful songs

shall be the constant theme. 8 The Lord is good; fresh acts of grace

his pity still supplies; His anger moves with slowest pace,

his willing mercy flies. 9, 10 Thy love through earth extends its fame,

to all thy works exprest; These show thy praise, whilst thy great name

is by thy servants blest.
11 They, with a glorious prospect fir’d,

shall of thy kingdom speak;
And thy great power, by all admir'd,

their lofty subject make.

12 God's glorious works of ancient date

shall thus to all be known; And thus his kingdom's royal state

with public splendour shown. 13 His steadfast throne, from changes free,

shall stand for ever fast; His boundless sway no end shall see, but time itself outlast.

PART II. 14, 15 The Lord does them support that fall,

and makes the prostrate rise ; For his kind aid all creatures call,

who timely food supplies. 16 Whate'er their various wants require,

with open hand he gives; And so fulfils the just desire

of every thing that lives. 17, 18 How holy is the Lord, how just,

how righteous all his ways ! How nigh to him, who with firm trust

for his assistance prays ! 19 He grants the full desire of those

who him with fear adore ; And will their troubles soon compose,

when they his aid implore. 20 The Lord preserves all those with care,

whom grateful love employs; But sinners, who his vengeance dare,

with furious rage destroys. 21 My time to come, in praises spent,

shall still advance his fame; And all mankind, with one consent, for ever bless his name.

PSALM CXLVI. 1, 2

PRAISE the Lord, and thou, my soul,

for ever bless his name: His wondrous love, while life shall last,

my constant praise shall claim. 3 On kings, the greatest sons of men,

let none for aid rely; They cannot save in dangʻrous times,

nor timely help apply, 4 Depriv'd of breath, to dust they turn,

and there neglected lie; And all their thoughts and vain designis

together with them die. 5 Then happy he, who Jacob's God

for his protector takes; Who still, with well-plac'd hope, the Lord

his constant refuge makes.

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6 The Lord, who made both heaven and earth,

and all that they contain, Will never quit his steadfast truth,

nor make his promise vain. 7 The poor, opprest, from all their wrongs

are eas'd by his decree ; He gives the hungry needful food,

and sets the pris'ners free. 8 By him the blind receive their sight,

the weak and fall’n he rears; With kind regard and tender love

he for the righteous cares. 9 The strangers

he preserves from harm, the orphan kindly treats; Defends the widow, and the wiles

of wicked men defeats. 10 The God that does in Sion dwell

is our eternal King: From age to age his reign endures : let all his praises sing.

PSALM CXLVII. 1 PRAISE the Lord with hymns of joy,

and celebrate his fame; For pleasant, good, and comely 'tis

to praise his holy name. 2 His holy city God will build,

though levell’d with the ground; Bring back his people, though dispers'd

through all the nations round. 3, 4 He kindly heals the broken hearts,

and all their wounds does close; He tells the number of the stars,

their several names he knows. 5, 6 Great is the Lord, and great his power,

his wisdom has no bound; The meek he raises, and throws down

the wicked to the ground. 7 To God, the Lord, a hymn of praise

with grateful voices sing; To songs of triumph tune the harp,

and strike each warbling string. 8 He covers heaven with clouds, and thence

refreshing rain bestows; Through him, on mountain tops, the grass

with wondrous plenty grows. 9 He savage beasts, that loosely range,

with timely food supplies ; He feeds the raven's tender brood,

and stops their hungry cries. 10 He values not the warlike steed,

but does his strength disdain ;

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The nimble foot that swiftly runs,

no prize from him can gain. 11 But he to him that fears his name

his tender love extends; To him that on his boundless grace

with steadfast hope depends. 12, 13 Let Sion and Jerusalem

to God their praise address; Who fenc'd their gates with massy bars,

and does their children bless. 14, 15 Through all their borders he gives peace,

with finest wheat they're fed; He speaks the word, and what he wills

is done as soon as said. 16 Large flakes of snow, like fleecy wool,

descend at his command; And hoary frost, like ashes spread,

is scatter'd o'er the land. 17 When, join'd to these, he does his hail

in little morsels break, Who can against his piercing cold

secure defences make? 18 He sends his word, which melts the ice;

he makes his wind to blow; And soon the streams, congeald before,

in plenteous currents flow. 19 By him his statutes and decrees

to Jacob's sons were shown; And still to Israel's chosen seed

his righteous laws are known. 20 No other nation this can boast;

nor did he e'er afford To heathen lands his oracles, and knowledge of his word.

PSALM CXLVIII.
1, 2 TE boundless realms of joy,

Maker's fame;
His praise your song emplov
Above the starry frame:

Your voices raise,
Ye Cherubim,
And Seraphim,

To sing his praise.
3, 4 Thou moon, that rul'st the night,

And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glittring stars of light,
To him your homage pay:

His praise declare,
Ye heavens above,
And clouds that move

In liquid air.

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5, 6 Let them adore the Lord,

And praise his holy name,
By whose Almighty word
They all from nothing came:

And all shall last,
From changes free;
His firm decree

Stands ever fast.
7, 8 Let earth her tribute pay,

Praise him ye dreadful whales,
And fish that through the sea
Glide swift with glittring scales;

Fire, hail, and snow,
And misty air,
And winds that, where

He bids them, blow. 9, 10 By hills and mountains, all

In grateful concert join'd;
By cedars stately tall,
And trees for fruit design'd;

By every beast,
And creeping thing,
And fowl of wing,

His name be blest.
11, 12 Let all of royal birth,

With those of humbler frame,
And judges of the earth,
His matchless praise proclaim.

In this design,
Let youths with maids,
And hoary heads

With children join. 13 United zeal be shown,

His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise :

Earth's utmost ends
His power obey;
His glorious sway

The sky transcends.
14 His chosen saints to grace,

He sets them up on high,
And favours Israel's race,
Who still to him are nigh:

Otherefore raise
Your grateful voice,
And still rejoice
The Lord to praise.

PSALM CXLIX.
PRAISE

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