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My God makes all their mischief light
On their own heads at last. 9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword ; Awake, my soul, and praise the grace, And justice of the Lord.
PSALM 8. First Part. S. M.
The sovereignty and goodness of God. 1 0
LORD, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine,
And o’er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high
I raise my wond'ring eyes,
Adorn the darksoine skies: 3 When I survey the stars
And all their shining forms,
A-kin to dust and worms!
That thou should'st love him so! Next to thine angels is he plac'd,
And lord of all below.
How wond'rous are thy ways!
A monument of praise.
Adam and Christ. 1 LORD, what was man, when made at first,
Adam, the offspring of the dust, That thou should'st set him and his race, But just below an angel's place!
2 That thou should'st raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below
; Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet !
To crown the second Adam's state!
Who condescended to be born! 4 See him below his angels made :
See him in dust among the dead,
Yet he shall reign with power divine.
The mis'ries that attend the fall,
The Hosannah of the Children. 1
Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread; And thine eternal glories rise,
O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2 To thee the voices of the
young A monument of honour raise ; And babes with uninstructed tongue
Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
PSALM 9. First Part. C. M.
Wrath and mercy from the judgment-seat. 1 VITH my whole heart I'll raise my song,
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;
Thou, the great judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.
My God prepares his throne
And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor opprest;
And give the weary rest.
In thine abundant grace:
Who humbly seek thy face.
The wisdom and equity of providence.
HEN the great judge, supreme and just,
Shall once enquire for blood, The humble souls, that mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.
Doth his own children raise :
They sing their Father's praise.
Into the pit they made ; And sinners perish in the net,
Which their own hands have spread. 4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep councils known ;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own. 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell ;
Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.
And wait and long complain ;
For a day of Humiliation.
And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress ?
Thy justice and thy power?
And still thy saints devour ?
And then insult the poor ;
That they shall fall no more.
Attend our humble cry :
PSALM 10. Second Part. C. M.
God will hear the prayers of his children.
And say, with foolish pride,
" To fight on Zion's side.”
2 But thou for ever art our Lord,
And pow'rful is thy hand ;
And perish'd from thy land.
And bow his ear to hear ;
And puts the world in fear.
No more despise the just ; And mighty sinners shall confess They are but earth and dust.
PSALM 11. L. M. God loves the righteous and abhors the wicked. *M Vrefuge is the God of love :
Why do my foes insult and cry? “ Fly like a tim'rous trembling dove,
“ To distant woods or mountains fly.” 2 If government be all destroy'd,
(That firm foundation of our peace) And violence make justice void,
Where shall the righteous seek redress? 3 The Lord in heav'n hath fix'd his throne,
His eye surveys the world below;
His eye-lids search our spirits through. 4 If he afflicts his saints so far,
To prove their love, and try their grace; What must the bold transgressors fear? His very soul abhors their
Tempests of brimstone, fire and death;