Thy glory spreads beyond the sky,

And all my praise exceeds.
6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,

And oft endur'd the grief;
But when thy hand has prest me sore,

Thy grace was my relief.
7 By long experience have I known

Thy sov'reign pow'r to save :
At thy command, I venture down

Securely to the grave.
& When I lie buried deep in dust,

My flesh shall be thy care :
These with’ring limbs with thee I trust,
To raise them strong and fair.
PSALM 72. First Part. L. M.

The kingdom of Christ.
1
GI
REAT God, whose universal sway

The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son,

Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne.
2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands,

All heav'n submits to his commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,

And pride and rage prevail no more.
3 With pow'r he vindicates the just,

And treads th' oppressor in the dust;
His worship and his fear shall last,

'Till hours, and years, and time be past.
4 As rain on meadows newly mown,

So shall he send his influence down :
His

grace on fainting souls distils,
Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills.
5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath

The shades of overspreading death;

Revive at his first dawning light,

And deserts blossom at the sight.
*6 The saints shall Aourish in his days,

Drest in the robes of joy and praise :
Peace, like a river, from his throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

PSALM 72. Second Part. L. M.

The kingdom of Christ among the Gentiles.
J
ESUS shall reign where'er the sun

Does his successive journies run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,

'Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless pray’r be made,

And praises circle round his head :
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise

With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
3 People and realms of ev'ry tongue

Dwell on his love with sweetest song ;
And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings on his name.
4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns,

The pris’ner leaps to lose his chains ;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.
5 Where he displays his healing pow'r,

Death and the curse are known no more :
In him the tribes of Adam boast

More blessings, than their father lost. 6 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring,

Peculiar honours to our King:
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

i THE mendiess years shall run ;

PSALM 72. Third Part. C. M.

The glory of Christ.
HE mem'ry of Christ's glorious name
Throendless

years
His spotless fame shall shine as bright

And lasting as the sun. 2 In him the nations of the world

Shall be completely blest; And his imputed righteousness

By ev'ry tongue confess’d. 3 Then bless'd be God, the mighty Lord,

The God whom Israel fears; Who only wondrous in his works,

Beyond compare appears.
4 Let earth be with his glory fill'd;

For ever bless his name;
Whilst to his praise, the list'ning world
Their glad assent proclaim.
PSALM 73. First Part.

First Part. S. M.
The mystery of Providence unfolded.
1 URE there's a righteous God,

Nor is religion vain :
Tho' men of vice may boast aloud,

And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise,

And felt my heart repine ;
While haughty fools with scornful eyes,

In robes of honour shine.
3 Pamper'd with wanton ease,

Their flesh looks full and fair; Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas,

And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains,

That pious souls endure;

Thro' all their life oppression reigns,

And racks the humble poor.
5. Their impious tongues blaspheme

The everlasting God:
Their malice blasts the good man's name;

And spreads their lies abroad.
6 But I with flowing tears

Indulg'd my doubts to rise; Is there a God that sees or hears

“ The things below the skies?” 7 The tumults of my thought

Held me in hard suspense;
'Till to thy house my feet were brought,

To learn thy justice thence.
8 Thy word with light and pow'r

Did my mistake amend;
I view'd the sinners' life before,

But here I learn'd their end.
9 On what a slipp'ry steep

The thoughtless wretches go; And, O that dreadful fiery deep,

That waits their fall below! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow,

My thoughts no more repine ;
I call my God my portion now,

And all my pow'rs are thine.
PSALM 73. Second Part. C. M.

God our portion here and hereafter.
1
God, my, supporter, and my hope,

, My help for ever near ; Thine arm of mercy held me up,

When sinking in despair. 2 Thy, counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet,

Thro' this dark wilderness;

Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,

To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God,

'Twould be no joy to me; And while this earth is my abode,

I long for none but thee.
4. What if the springs of life were broke,

And flesh and heart should faint;
God is my soul's eternal rock,

The strength of ev'ry saint.
5 Behold! the sinners, that remove

Far from thy presence, die :
Not all the idol gods they love,

Can save them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God,

Shall be my sweet employ ;
My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,
And tell the world my joy.

PSALM 75. First Part. C. M.

The church pleading under sore persecution.
1
WILL God for ever cast us off ?

His wrath for ever smoke
Against the people of his love,

His little chosen flock ?
2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought

With their Redeemer's blood;
Nor let thy Zion be forgot,

Where once thy glory stood.
3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste ;

Aloud our ruin calls :
See what a wide and fearful waste

Is made within thy walls. 4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang

Thy foes profanely roar: