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13 His steadfast throne, from changes 8 By him the blind receive their sight,

free,

Sha!! stand for ever fast;

His boundless sway no end shall see, But time itself outlast.

PART II.

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;

14, 15 The Lord does them support that Defends the widow, and the wiles

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 desires 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

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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.

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PSALM CXLVII.

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 Ged will build,
Though levell'd with the ground;
Bring back his people, though dispersed
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 prais. 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 le 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;
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 fenced their gates with massy bars,
And does their children bless.

14, 15 Through all their borders he gives

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16 Large fakes 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?

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.

18 He sends his word, which inelts the 13 United zeal be shown,

ice;

He makes his wind to blow;
And soon the streams, congeal'd before,
In plenteous currents flow.
19 By him his statutes and decrees
To Jacob's sons were shown;
Aud 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.

YE boundless realms of joy,

Exalt your Maker's fame; His praise your song employ 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 glittering stars of light,

To him your homage pay:
His praise declare,

Ye heavens above,
And clouds that move
In liquid air.

5,6 Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy name,
By whose Almighty word
They all from Lothing came :
And all shall last,
From changes free;
His firm decree

Stands ever fast.

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His wondrous fame to raise,
Whose glorious name alone
Deserves our endless praise:
Earth's utmost ends
His power obey;
His gloricus 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:
O therefore raise
Your grateful voice,
And still rejoice
The Lord to praise.

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PSALM CXLIX.

Praise ye the Lord,
Prepare your glad voice,
His praise in the great
Assembly to sing:
In our great Creator
Let Israel rejoice;
And children of Sion
Be glad in their King.
3, 4 Let them his great name
Extol in the dance;
With timbrel and harp
His praises express;
Who always takes pleasure
His saints to advance,
And with his salvation

The humble to bless.

5,6 With glory adorn'd,

His people shall sing
To God, who their beds
With safety does shield;
Their mouths fill'd with praises
Of him their great King;
Whilst a two-edged sword
Their right hand shall wield;
7,8 Just vengeance to take
For injuries past;

To punish those lands
For ruin design'd;
With chains, as their captives,
To tie their kings fast,
With fetters of iron,

Their nobles to bind.

9 Thus shall they make good, When them they destroy, The dreadful decree

Which God does proclaim.

Such honour and triumph

His saints shall enjoy:

O therefore for ever

Exalt his great name.

PSALM CL.

Praise the Lord in that blest place,
From whence his goodness largely
flows;

Praise him in heaven, where he his face,
Unveil'd, in perfect glory shows.
2 Praise him for all the mighty acts
Which he in our behalf has done;
His kindness this return exacts,

With which our praise should equal

run.

3 Let the shrill trumpet's warlike voice Make rocks and hills his praise rebound:

Praise him with harp's melodious noise,
And gentle psalt'ry's silver sound.
4 Let virgin troops soft timbrels bring,
And some with graceful motion dance;
Let instruments of various string,

With organs join'd, his praise advance. 5 Let them who joyful hymns compose, To cymbals set their songs of praise; Cymbals of common use, and those

That loudly sound on solemn days.
6 Let all that vital breath enjoy,
The breath he does to them afford,
In just returns of praise employ:
Let every creature praise the Lord.

GLORIA PATRI

Common Measure.
10 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,

Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

As Psalm XXV.

To God the Father, Son,
And Spirit, glory be;
As 'twas, and is, and shall be so
To all eternity.

As Psalm C.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom earth and heaven adore,
Be glory, as it was of old,

Is now, and shall be evermore.

As Psalm XXXVII.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom heaven's triumphant bost,

And suffering saints on earth adore, As now it is, and so shall last Be glory, as in ages past,

When time itself shall be no more.

As Psalm CXLVIII.
To God the Father, Son,
And Spirit ever bless'd,
Eternal Three in One,
All worship be address'd;
As heretofore
It was, is now,
And shall be so

For evermore.

As Psalm CXLIX
By angels in heaven
Of every degree,
And saints upon earth,
All praise be address'd
To God in three persons,
One God ever bless'd;
As it has been, now is,
And always shall be.

HYMNS.

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HYMN I.

The Song of the Angels. For the Nati

6 Till we attain those blissful realms Where now our Saviour reigns;

vity of our bless. d Lord and Saviour. To rival these celestial choirs Luke, ii. vers. 8-15.

W HILE shepherds watch'd their

flocks by night,

Al. seated on the ground,

The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.

2ear not, said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubied mind;
Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you, and all mankind.

3 To you, in David's town, this day
Is born, of David's line,"

The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord; And this shall be the sign:

4 The Heavenly Babe you there shall find,

To human view display'd,

All meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands,
And in a manger laid.'

5 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith
Appear'a a shining throng
Of Angels, praising God, who thus
Address'd their joyful song:

6 All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace;
Good-will, henceforth, from heaven

to men,

Begin, and never cease.'

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In their immortal strains!

HYMN III.

FOR GOOD-FRIDAY.

On the Sufferings of our blessed Lord and Saviour.

FRO

ROM whence these direful omens round,

Which heaven and earth amaze? Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground?

Why hides the sun his rays?

2 Well may the earth astonish'd shake, And nature sympathize!

The sun as darkest night be black!
Their Maker, Jesus, dies!

3 Behold fast streaming from the tree His all-atoning blood!

Is this the Infinite? 'tis he,

My Saviour and my God!

4 For me these pangs his soul assail,
For me this death is borne
My sins gave sharpness to the nail,
And pointed every thorn.

5 Let sin no more my soul enslave,
Break, Lord, its tyrant chain;

O save me, whom thou cam'st to save, Nor bleed, nor die in vain!

HYMN IV.

FOR EASTER-DAY. On the Resurrection.

WHILE Angels thus, O Lord, rejoice, SINCE Christ our Passover is slain,

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Shall men re anthem raise?

O may we lose these useless tongues, When we forget to praise!

2 Then let us swell responsive notes, And join the heavenly throng; For angels,no such love have known As we, to wake their song. 5 Good-will to sinful dust is shown, And peace on earth is given; For lo th' incarnate Saviour comes With news of joy from heaven! 4 Mercy and truth, with sweet accord, His rising beams adorn;

Let heaven and earth in concert sing,

The promised Child is born!

5 Glory to God in highest strains,
By highest worlds is paid;
Be glory, then, by us proclaim'd,
And by our lives display'd;

1

A sacrifice for all,

Let all, with thankful hearts, agree
To keep the festival:

2 Not with the leaven, as of old,
Of sin and malice fed;
But with unfeign'd sincerity,

And truth's unleaven'd bread. 3 Christ being raised by power Divine, And rescued from the grave,

Shall die no more; death shall on him No more dominion have.

4 For that he died, was for our sins
He once vouchsafer to die:

But that he lives, he lives to God
For all eternity.

So count yourselves as dead to sin,
Put graciously restored,

And made, henceforth, alive to God,
Through Jesus Christ our Lord

HYMN V.

HYMN VIII. For the same.

For the same.

'E's come! let every knee be bent,

HRIST from the dead is raised, and Hl hearts new joy resume;

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The First Fruits of the tomb;

For, as by man came death, by man
Did resurrection come.

2 For, as in Adam all mankind
Did guilt and death derive;
So, by the righteousness of Christ,
Shall all be made alive.

3 If then ye risen are with Christ,
Seek only how to get
The things which are above, where

Christ

At God's right hand is set.

HYMN VI.

FOR WHITSUNDAY.

COME, Holy Ghost! Creator, come,
Inspire the souls of thine;
Till every heart which thou hast made
Be fill'd with grace divine.

2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift
Of God, and fire of love;
The everlasting spring of joy,
And unction from above.

3 Thy gifts are manifold, thou writ'st
God's law in each true heart;
The promise of the Father, thou

Dost heavenly speech impart.
4 Enlighten our dark souls, till they
Thy sacred love embrace;
Assist our minds, by nature frail,
With thy celestial grace.

5 Drive far from us the mortal foe,
And give us peace within,
That, by thy guidance blest, we may
Escape the snares of sin.

6 Teach us the Father to confess,
And Son, from death revived,
And thee with both, O Holy Ghost,
Who art from both derived.

HYMN VII.

For the same.

With all thy quickening powers;
Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,

Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.
2 See how we grovel here below,
Fond of these earthly toys;
Our souls how heavily they go,
To reach eternal joys!

3 In vain we tune our lifeless songs,
In vain we strive to rise!
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies.

4 Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove,
With all thy quickening powers;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,
And that shall kindle ours.

Sing, ye redeem'd, with one consent,
The Comforter is come.'

2 What greater gift, what greater love,
Could God on man bestow?
Angels for this rejoice above,
Let man rejoice below?

3 Hail, blessed Spirit! may each soul Thy sacred influence feel;

Do thou each sinful thought control,
4 Thou to the conscience dost convey
And fix our wavering zeal!
Those checks which we should know;
Thy motions point to us the way;
Thou giv'st us strength to go.

HYMN IX.

FOR THE HOLY COMMUNION. From the Revelation of St. John. THOU, God, all glory, honour,

power,

Art worthy to receive;

Since all things by thy power were made,

And by thy bounty live.

2t And worthy is the Lamb all power, Honour, and wealth to gain,

Glory and strength; who for our sins
A sacrifice was slain!

3 All worthy thou, who hast redeem'd,
And ransom'd us to God,
From every nation, every coast,
By thy most precious blood.
4 Blessing and honour, glory, power,
By ail in earth and heaven,
To him that sits upon the throne,
And to the Lamb be given.
HYMN X.

For the same.

MY God, and is thy table spread?

And does thy cup with love o'er flow?

Thither be all thy children led,

And let them thy sweet mercies

know!

2 Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes!

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood' Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food!

S Why are its dainties all in vain

Before unwilling hearts display'd' Was not for you the victim slain? Are you forbid the children's bread? 14 0 let thy table honour'd be,

And furnish'd well with joyful guests! And may each soul salvation see, That here its holy pledges tastes!

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