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43 Lightning and hail made flocks and herds Gne general sacrifice. 43 He turn'd his anger loose, and set No time for it to cease; And with their pia,oles ill angels sent, Their torinents to increase. 50 fie clear'd a possage for his wrath To ravare uncontroll'd; The murrain or their firstlings seiz’d, In every fiv. 1 and fold. 51. The deadly post from heast to man, From field to city, caule; Tt slew their heirs, their eldest hopes, Through all the tents of Ham. 52 But his own tribe, like folded sheep, He brought from their distress; And them conducted like a flock, Throughout the wilderness. £3. He led them on, and in their way No cause of fear they found; But march'd securely through those deeps In which their foes were drown'd. 54 Nur ceas'd his care, till them he brought Safe to his promised land: Alid to his holy mount, the prize Of his victorious hand. 55 To them the outcast heathen’s land He did by lot divide; And in their foe's abandom'd tents Made Israel's tribes reside. PAirT Ili. ** Yet still they tempted, still provok'd The wrath of God most higli: Toor would to ractise his commands ‘sheir stubborn hearts apply : *7 But in their faithless fathers' steps Perversely cilose to go; They turn’d aside, like arrows shot From some deceitful bow. 53 For him to fury they provok'd With altars set on high; And with their graven images Inflam'd lis jealousy. 59 When God heard this, on Israel's tribes JIis wrath and hair...d fell; 80 He quitted Shiloh, and the tents Where once he chose to dwell. #1 To vile captivity his ark, His glory to disdain, 62. His people to the sword he gave. Nor would his wrath restrain. 63. Destructive war their ablest youth Unlimcly did confound; No virgin was to th’ altar led, With nuptial garlands crown'd. '64. In fight the sacrificer fell, The priest a victim bled; And widows, who their death should mourn,
e-utter ruin of thy saints,
ou that dost on the Cherubs ride,
PART II. 'hou brought'st a vine from Egypt's land; Ind, casting out the heathem race, lst plant it with thine own right hand, And firmly fix it in their place. Before it thou prepardst the way,
Which, bless'd with thy indulgent ray,
14 To thee, O God of hosts, we pray; Thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew; From heaven, thy throne, this vine survey, And her sad state with pity view. 15 Behold the vineyard made by thee, Which thy right hand did guard so long : And loat branch from danger free, Which for thyself thou mad'st so strong. 16 To wasting flames 'tis made a prey, And all its spreading boughs cut down; At thy rebuke they soon decay, And perish at thy dreadful frown. 17 Crown thou the King with good success, . . By thy right hand secur'd : from wrong; The Son of Man in mercy bless, Whom forthyself thou mad'stsostrong. 18 So shall we still continue frée From whatsoe'er deserves thy blame; And, if once more reviv'd by thee, Will always praise thy holy name. 19 Do thou convertus, Lord, do thou The lustre of thy face display; And all the ills we suffer mow, Like scatter'd clouds, shall pass away.
O God, our never-sailing strength,
And mad'st it take a lasting root,
The solemn day of praise.
4 For this a statute was of old,
3 While I my solemn will declare,
Jabin and proud Sisera, àt Kishon's fatal stream; When thy right hand their num’rous hosts Near Endor did confound, d left their carcases for dung so feed the hungry ground. Let all their mighty men the fate )f Zeb and Oreb share; Zeba and Zalmuna, so et all their princes fare: Who, with the same design inspir’d, Thus vainly boasting spake, | firm possession for ourselves Let us God's houses take.” To ruin let them haste, like wheels Which downwards swiftly move; e chaff before the wind, let all Their scatter'd forces prove. 15 As flames consume dry wood, or heath, hat on parch'd mountains grows, let thy fierce pursuing wrath With terrors strike thy foes. 17 Lord, shroud their faces with disgrace, hat they may own thy mame; them confound, whose harden’d hearts hy gentler means disclaim. So shall the wond'ring world confess, hat thou, who claim'st alone ovah's name, o'er all the earth ast rais’d thy lofty throne.
God of hosts, the mighty Lord,
How lovely is the place ere thou, enthron’d in glory, show'st he brightness of thy face! y longing soul faints with desire 5 view thy blest abode; panting heart and flesh cry out 5r thee, the living God. he birds, more happy far than I, round thy temple throng; Irely there they build, and there curely hatch their young. Lord of hosts, my King and God, Dw highly blest are they, » in thy temple always dwell, ld there thy praise display! rice happy they, whose choice has
thee heir sure protection made; long to tread the sacred ways at to thy dwelling lead! ho pass through Baca's thirsty vale, st no refreshment want; ir pools are fill'd with rain, which thou
their request dost grant.
7 Thus they proceed from strength to strength, And still approach more near; Till all on Sion's holy mount, Before their God appear. 8 O Lord, the mighty God of hosts, My just request regard: Thou God of Jacob, let my prayer Be still with favour heard. 9 Behold, O God, for thou alone Canst timely aid dispense; On thy anointed servant look, Be thou his strong defence. 10. For in thy courts one single day 'Tis better to attend, Than, Lord, in any place besides A thousand days to spend. Much rather in God’s house will I The meanest office take, Than in the wealthy tents of sin My pompous dwelling make. Yr, 11 For God, who is our Sun and Shield, Will grace and glory give; And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live. 12 Thou God, whom heavenly hosts obey, How highly blest is he, Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd, Is still repos'd on thee!
Lo thou hast granted to thy land
10 For mercy now with truth is join'd, | And righteousness with peace,
O my complaint, O Lord my God, Thy gracious ear incline ; Hear me, distress'd, and destitute Of all relief but thine. 2 Do thou, O God, preserve my soul, That does thy name adore; Thy servant keep, and him, whose trust Relies on thee, restore. 3 To me, who daily thee invoke, Thy mercy, Lord, extend; 4 Refresh thy servant's soul, whose hopes On thee aione depend. 5 Thou, Lord, art good, not only good, But prompt to pardom too; Of plenteous mercy to all those Who for thy mercy sue. 6 To my repeated humble prayer, Q Lord, attentive be; 7. When troubled, 1 on thee will call, For thou wilt answer me. 8 Among the gods there’s none like thee, O Lord, alonc livine! To thee as much interior they, As are their works to thine. 9 Therefore their o eat Creator thee The nations shall adore: Their long misguided prayers and praise To thy bless'd name restore. 10 All shall confess thee great, and great The wonders thou hast done; Confess thee God, the God Supreme, Confess thee God alone.
OD's temple crownsthehol The Lord therecondescendstodwo 2 His Sion's gates, in his account, Our Israel’s fairest tents excel. 3 Fame glorious things of thetid sing, 0 city of th' Almighty King! 4 I'll mention .#. ors | In Babylon's applauses join, The fame of Ethiopia rai With that of Tyre and itle And grantthat some amongstthem Their age and country did adom. 5 But still of Sion I'll aver, That many such from herprool; Th' Almighty shall establish her; , 6His generailist shall show,wheams, That such a person there was born And such did such an age adom.... 7. He'll Sion find with numbersfill Of such as merit high renown For hand and voice musicians skillo; And (hertranscendingsameiacom) of such she shall successions bring Like water from a living spring