9, 10 Can he be deaf who form'd the ear? 11 He fathoms all the thoughts of men; His eye furveys them all, and fees PART II. Lhow oft 12 Blefs'd is the man, whom thou, O Lord, 13 This man fhall reft and fafety find He is my Rock, to which I may for refuge always fly. 23 The Lord fhall caufe their ill defigns on their own heads to fall: I He in their fins fhall cut them off, our God fhall flay them all. PSALM XCV. COME, loud anthems let us fing, For we our voices high fhould raise, When our falvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his prefence let us hafte, 3 To thank him for his favours past; A King fuperior far to all, Whom gods the heathen falfely call. 4 The depths of earth are in his hand, 5 The rolling ocean's vaft abyfs, By the fame fov'reign right, is his; 'Tis mov'd by his Almighty Hand, That form'd and fix'd the folid land. 6 O let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Down on our knees devoutly all Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. 7 For he's our God, our Shepherd he, His flock and pafture fheep are we : If then you'll, like his flock, draw near, To day if you his voice will hear, 8 Let not your harden'd hearts renew Your fathers' crimes and judgments too; Nor here provoke my wrath, as they In defert plains of Meribah. 9 When through the wilderness they mov❜d, And me with fresh temptations prov'd, They ftill, through unbelief, rebell'd, Whilft they my wond'rous works beheld. 10 They forty years my patience griev'd, Though daily I their wants reliev'd. Then 'Tis a faithlefs race, I faid, Whofe heart from me has always ftray'd. 11 They ne'er will tread my righteous path; Therefore to them, in fettled wrath, Since they defpis'd my reft, I fware, That they fhould never enter there. SI PSALM XCVI. ING to the Lord a new-made fong; Let earth in one affembled throng her common Patron's praise refound: 2 Sing to the Lord, and blefs his Name, From day to day his praife proclaim, who us has with falvation crown'd: 3 To heathen lands his fame rehearse, His wonders to the universe. 4 He's great, and greatly to be prais'd; Are they, whom gods the heathen call; he only rules, who made the skies: 6 With majefty and honour crown'd, Beauty and strength his throne furround. Be therefore both to him reftor'd By you, who have falfe gods ador'd; 7 afcribe due honour to his Name: 8 Peace-off'rings on his altar lay, Before his throne your homage pay, which he, and he alone, can claim: 9 To worship at his facred court, Its mute inhabitants rejoice, 12 For joy let fertile vallies fing, The cheerful groves their tribute bring, the tuneful choir of birds awake," 13 The Lord's approach to celebrate; Who now fets out with awful ftate, I his circuit through the earth to take: From heav'n to judge the world he's come, With justice to reward and doom. JE PSALM XCVII. EHOVAH reigns, let all the earth in his juft government rejoice; Let all the ifles with facred mirth, in his applaufe unite their voice. 2 Darkness and clouds of awful fhade his dazzling glory fhroud in ftate Juftice and truth his guards are made, and fix'd by his pavilion wait. 3 Devouring fire before his face, his foes around with vengeance ftruck; 4 His light'ning fet the world on blaze; earth faw it, and with terror (hook. 5 The proudeft hills his prefence felt, their height nor ftrength could help afford; The proudest hills like wax did melt in presence of th' Almighty Lord. 6 The heav'ns, his righteousness to show, with ftorms of fire our foes purfu'd, And all the trembling world below have his defcending glory view'd. Confounded be their impious hoft, who make the gods to whom they pray; All who of pageant idols boast: 7 to him, ye gods, your worship pay. 8 Glad Sion of thy triumph heard, 9 and Judah's daughters were o'erjoy'd; Because thy righteous judgments, Lord, have pagan pride and pow'r deftroy'd. For thou, O God, art feated high, above earth's potentates enthron'd; Thou, Lord, unrivall'd in the sky, fupreme by all the gods art own'd. 10 Ye who to serve this Lord aspire, abhor what's ill, and truth efteem; 1 He'll keep his fervants' fouls entire, and them from wicked hands redeem. 11 For feeds are fown of glorious light, a future harvest for the juft; And gladness for the heart that's right, to recompenfe its pious truft. 12. Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord; memorials of his holiness I Deep in your faithful breafts record, SIN ING to the Lord a new-made fong, 2 The Lord has through th' aftonish'd world display'd his faving might, And made his righteous acts appear 3 Of Ifrael's house his love and truth 4 Wide earth's remoteft parts the pow'r Let therefore earth's inhabitants their cheerful voices raise ; And all, with univerfal joy, refound their Maker's praise. 5 With harp and hymn's foft melody, into the concert bring 6 The trumpet and fhrill cornet's found 7 Let the loud ocean roar her joy, 8 With joy let riv'lets fwell to streams, And echoing vales from hill to hill 9 To welcome down the world's great Judge, ୨ who does with justice come, And with impartial equity, both to reward and doom, |