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Over thy gates their ensigns hang,
Sad tokens of their pow'r.
They tear the buildings down:
Procures the chief renown.
Thy children in their nest :
“ The temple and the priest.”
Thy presence is withdrawn ;
Thy pow'r and grace are gone.
The best, the wisest, mourn:
PSALM 74. Second Part. C. M. A Prayer of the church for deliverance from great afflictions. 1 OW long, eternal God, how long, ,
Shall men of pride blaspheme! Shall saints be made their endless song,
And bear immortal shame?
The darkness and the day?
And mark the sun his way?
And set the earth its bounds;
In their perpetual rounds?
That sacred pow'r blaspheme?
Will not thy hand that form'd them first,
Avenge thine injur'd name? 5 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made,
And all thy words of love; Nor let the birds of
invade, And vex thy mourning dove. 6 Our foes would triumph in our blood,
And make our hope their jest : Plead thy own cause, Almighty God, And give thy children rest.
PSALM 75. L. M.
The hand of God acknowledged.
To thee our thankful hearts we raise ; Thy works declare thy name abroad,
Thy wond'rous works demand our praise. 2 To slav'ry doom'd, thy chosen sons
Beheld their foes triumphant rise ;
They sought the sov'reign of the skies. 3 'Twas then, great God, with equal pow'r
Arose thy vengeance and thy grace,
And save the remnant of thy race.
And rear'd the mountain's awful head,
And desert wilds receive their dead.
Nor can the wind such blessings blow: 'Tis God the judge doth one advance,
'Tis God that lays another low, :6 Let haughty tyrants sink their pride,
Nor lift so high their scornful head;
But lay their impious thoughts aside,
PSALM 76. C. M.
Goil protects his church.
His name in Israel great :
And Zion was his seat.
Than mighty hills of prey ?
More glorious is than they.
Of captains, and their hosts :
And vain were all their boasts. 4 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God,
Both horse and chariot fell;
Thy vengeance who can tell !
Comes down to save th' opprest; The wrath of man shall work his praise,
And he'll restrain the rest.
Ye princes fear his frown;
And cuts an army down.
Our haughty foes shall feel : The God of Jacob ne'er forsook,
But dwells in Zion still.
PSALM 77. First Part. C. M.
Hope prevailing over de spondency.
I sought his gracious ear :
And fill'd my heart with fear.
My soul refus'd relief :
But thoughts increas'd my grief.
My heart began to break;
And kept my eyes awake.
'Till I could speak no more ; Then I within myself withdrew,
And call'd thy judgments o'er.
When I beheld thy face;
That might withhold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind,
Which I enjoy'd before ;
His face appear no more? 7 Will he forever cast me off ?
And will his promise fail ? Hath he forgot his tender love ?
Shall anger still prevail ? 8 But I forbid this hopeless thought,
This dark, despairing frame ; Rememb’ring what thy hand hath wrought :
Thy hand is still the same.
9 I'll think again of all thy ways,
And talk thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace,
When flesh could hope no more.
And men, that love thy word,
The counsels of the Lord.
Comfort derived froin ancient provid: nccs.
(May thy own children say) .The great, the wise, the dreadful God,
“How holy is his way!" 2 I'll meditate his works of old,
The King that reigns above: I'll hear his ancient wonders told,
And learn to trust his love. 3 Long did the house of Jacob lie
With Egypt's yoke opprest : Long he delay'd to hear their cry, Nor
gave his people rest.
Must foilow where he calls;
And makes the waves their walls. 5 The waters saw thee, mighty God!
The waters saw thee come ; Backward they fied, and frighted stood,
To make thine armies room. 6 Strange was thy journey thro’ the sea,
Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown: Terrors attend the wondrous way,
That brings thy mercies down,