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Confirm the tidings as they roll,
Before the loud melodious spheres Ani spread the truth from pole to pole..
Their tuneful round begun; What though in solemn silence all
Before the shining roads of heav'n More round the dark terrestrial ball!
Were measur'd by the sun : What tho' nor real voice nor sound
Ere through the empyrean courts Amid their radiant orbs be found !
One hallelujah rung; In reason's ear they all rejoice,
Or to their harps the sons of light And utter forth a glorious voice, a
Ecstatic anthems sung: For ever singing as they shine,
Ere men ador'd, or angels knew, " The hand that made us is Divine."
Or prais'd thy wond'rous name;
| Thy bliss, (). sacred Spring of life! $7. Another llymn. Mrs. Rowe.
Thy glory, was the same. The glorious armies of the sky
And when the pillars of the world To thee, Almighty king,
With sudden ruin break, 'Triumpliant anthems consecrate,
And all this vast and goodly frame And hallelujahs sing.
Sinks in the inighty wreck ; But still their most exalted fights
When from her orb the moon shall start, Fall vastly short of thee :
Th' astonish'd sun roll back, How distant then must human praise
| And all the trembling starry lamps From thy perfections be!
Their ancient course forsake; l'et how, my God, shall I refrain,
For ever permanent and fix'd, When to my ravish'd sense
From agitation free, Each creature every where around
Unchang'd in everlasting years,
Shall thy existence be.
$9. Another Flymn, from Psalm 148th. Ogilvie. Reveal their skilful Maker's praise With silent elegance.
Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay !
Let each enraptur'd thought obey, The blushes of the morn confess
And praise th' Almighty's name : That thou art still more fair,“
Lo! heaven and carth, and seas and skies, When in the East its beams revive,
In one melodious concert rise, To gild the fields of air.
To swell th' inspiring theme. The fragrant, the refreshing breeze
Ye ficlds of light, celestial plains, Of ev'ry How'ry bloom
Where gay transporting beauty reigns, In ba!my whispers own, from Thee
Ye scenes divinely fair! Their pleasing odours come. •
Your Maker's wond'rous power proclaim, The singing birds, the warbling winds,
Tell how lie formi'd your shining frame, And waters murm'ring fall,
And breath'd the fluid air. To praise the first Almighty Cause
Yc angels, catch the thrilling sound ! With diff'rent voices call.
While all th' adoring thrones around Ti num'rous works exalt thee thius,
His boundless mercy sing : And shall I silent be?
| Let ev'ry list'ning saint above
And touch the sweetest string.
Thon dazzling orb of liquid fire, $8. Another hymn. Mrs. Rowe.
The mighty chorus aid : Trou did-t, О mighty God! exist
Soon as grey ev'ning gilds the plain, Ere time began its race;
Thou, nioon, protract the melting strain, Before the ample elements
And praise him in the shado Fill d up the void of space :
Thou hear'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, Before the pond'rous earthly globe
Ye clouds, proclaim your forining God, In fluid air was stay'd,
L Who callid yon worlds from night : . Before the ocean's mighty springs . :
f" Ye shades, dispel!" - th' Eternal said: Their liquid stores display'd ;
At once th' involving darkness fled, Ere through the gloom of antient night
And nature sprung to light. . The streaks of light appear'd;
Whate'er a blooming world contains Before the high celestial arch,
That wings the air, that skinw the plains, 0: stury poles wue rear'd:
Uniced praise bestow :
Ye dragons, aound his awful name
Ilim wouldst thou please? With rev'rend awe. To heav'n aloud ; and roar acclaim,
Observe the dictates of his law: Ye swelling deeps below.
In secret on thy couch reclin'd Let every element rejoice :
Search to its depth thy restless mind, Ye thunders, burst with awful voice
Till hush'd to peace the tumult lie, To him who bids you roll,
And wrath and strife within thee die. Ilis praise in softer notes declare,
With purest gifts approach leis shrine, Each whispering breeze of yielding air,
And safe to Him thy care resign. And breathe it to the soul.
I hear a hopeless train demand, To him, ye graceful cedars, bow;
“Where's nonv the wish'd Deliv'rer's hand?"
Do Thou, my God, do Thou reply, Ye tow'ring inountains, bending low,
And let thy presence from on high Your great Creator own;
In full effusion o'er our head Tell, when affrighted nature shook,
Its all-enlivening influence shed. llow Sinai kindled at his look,
What joy my conscious heart o'erflows!
Not such th' exulting lab'rer knows,
The vintage and the harvests rise,
And, shadowing wide ihe cultur'd soil, Crop the gay rose's vermeil bloom,
With full requital crown his toil. And waft its spoils, a sweet perfume,
Vy weary eves in sleep I close, In incense to the skies.
My limbs, secure, to rest compose; Wake, all ye mounting tribes, and sing;
For Thou, great God, shall screen my head, Ye plumy warblers of the spring,
| And plant a grard around my bad. "Harmonious anthems raise To him who shap'd your finer mould,
$11. Psalm 5th. Merrick. Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, | The words that from my lips proceed, And tun'd your voice to praise.
My thoughts (for Thou ihose thonghts cans Let man by nobles pasejons sway'd,
My God, my King, attentive weigh, (read,) The feeling heart, the judging head,
And hear, Ó hear me, when I pray. In heav'nly praise employ;
With earliest zeal, with wakeful care, Spread his tremendous name around,
To Thee my soul shall pour its pray's,
And, ere the dawn has streak'd the sky,
To 'Thee direct its longing eve :
To Thee, whoin pought obscur'd by stain
Can please ; whose doors to feet profane Nursid on the downy Lip of ease,
Inexorable stand; 'whose Law Fall prostrate at his throne :
Offenders from thy sight shall awe. Ye princes, rulers, all adore;
Let cach whose tongue to lies is turn'd, Praise him, ye kings, who makes your pow's
Who lessons of deceit has karn'd, An image of his own.
Or thirsts a brother's blood to shed, Ye fair, by nature form'd to more,
|Thy hate and heaviest vengeance dread. O praise th' cternal Source of lore,
Bui I, whose hope thy Love supports, With youth's enlivening fire :
|(How great that Lore!) will tread thy courts, Let age take up the tuneful lay,
My knees in lowliest reverence bend,
Do thou, just God, my path prepare,
O lend me thy conducting ray,
And level to my steps thy way. DerENDER of my rightful cause,
Behold rue by a troop inclosa, While anguish from my bosom dratys
Of falsehood and of guilt compos'd : The deep-felt sigh, the ceaseless pray'r,
Their throat a sepulchre displays, O make thy servant still thy care.
Deep, wide, insatiate; in their praise That aid, which oft my gricís has heald, Lurks flatt'ry, and with specious art To aid again, cntreated, yield.
Belies the purpose of their heart. Ilow. long, ye sons of pride, hour long
O let the mischiefs they intend Shall falsehood arm your impious tongue, Retorted on themselves descend, And erring rage your breast inflame,
And let thy wrath correct their sin, My pow'r to thwart, my acts defame?
Whose hearts thy mercy fails to win. To God my heart shall vent its woe,
May all whose trust on Thee is plac'r, Who, prompt his blessings to bestow
Peace and delight perpetual laste, On each whose breast has learn'd lis fear, Sav'd by thy care, in songs of joy Bows to my plaint the willing car,
(Their ever grateful voice employ,
And share the gifts on those bestow'd, His rank awhile, by thy decree,
Th' Angelic Tribes beneath them, see,
Till round him thy imparted rays Thy grace its blessings shall impart;
With unextinguish'd glory blaze. Strong as the brazen shield, thy aid
Subjected to liis feet by Thee, Around him casts its cov'ring shade.
To him all Nature bot's the knee;
The beasts in him their Lord behold;
That range at large th'extended plain,
The fowls, of various wing, that fly Heal my vex'd soul, my strength renew;
O'er the vast desert of the sky, And O, if yet my sins demand
| And all the wat'ry tribes, that glide The wise corrections of thy hand,
Through paths to human sight denyid. Yet give my pains their bounds to know,
[Immortal King! Through Earth's wide frame, And fix a period to niy woe.
How great thy honor, praise, and name!
$14. Psalm 23d, Merrick, Sall Daih's long-silent tongue, O say,
Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine ! The records of thy pow'r display,
Want shall never more be mine. O pale Corruption's startled ear,
In a pasture fair and large 'Thy praise within its prison hear?
He sball feed his happy Charge, By langour, grief, and care opprest,
And my couch withi tend'rest care With groans perpetual heaves my breast, Midst the stringing grass prepare. And tears, in large profusion shed,
When I faint with summer's heat, Incessant lave my sleepless bed.
He shall lead my weary feet My life, though vet in mid carcer,
To the streams that suilland slow Behold the winier of its year,
Through the verdant meadow flow, (While ciouds of grief around me roll,
Ile my soul anew shall frame, And hostile storms invade my soul.)
And, his mercy to proclaim, Relentless from my cheek each trace
When through devious patlıs I stray, Of youth and blooming health erase,
Teach my stepa the better way. And spread before my wasting sight
Though ihe dreary vale I tread The shades of all-obscuring night.
By the shades of death o'erspread ; Hence, ve profane: My Simiour hears ;
There I walk from terror free, While yet I speak, he wipes my tcars,
While my ev'ry wish I see
By thy rod and staff supplied ;
While my foes are gazing on, la wild disorder backward fly,
Thou thy fav’ring care hast shown.
Thou my plentcous board hast spread;
This my footsteps shall attend,
And shall bid thy hallow'd Dome
Yield me an eternal home.
$ 15. Psalm 122d. Merrick,
'Thy presence to adore : Whose frame thy fingers o'er our head My feet the suminons shall attend, In rich magnificence have spread;
With willing steps thy Courts ascend, The silent Moon, with waxing horn,
And irrad the hallow'd floor. Along th' ethereal region borne;
2. The stars with vivid lustre crown'd,
Ev'n now to our transported eyes That nightly walk their destin'd round, Fair Sion's tow'rs in prospect rise; Lord! What is Man, that in thy care .
Within her gates we stand, His humble lot should find a share;
And, lost in wonder and delight, Or what the Son of Man, that Thou
Behold her lappy Sons unite
In friendship's firmost land.
Ilither 3. !
It happend that immortal Love Hither from Judah's utmost end
Was ranging thro' the spheres above,
And downward hither cast his ere,
The year's returning pomp to spy:
lle saw the radiant God of day In hymns of praise their tongues cniplos, Lead round the globe the rosy stay; And hail th' immortal King.
The fragrant Airs and genial llours
Were shedding round himn dews and flowers ; By his Command impellid, to Her
Before his wheels Jurora passid, Contending Crowds their cause refer; And Hesper's golden lamp was lijst.
While Princes, from her Throne, Put, fairest of the blooning throng,
When Health majestic mov'd along,
| The jors which from her presence flow;
While earth enliven'd licars her voice, Be Peace by Fach implord on thec,
And fields, and flocks, and swains rejoice ; O Salem, while with bended knee
Then mighty Love her charmis confess'd, To Jacob's God we pray ;
And soon his rows inclin'd hier brcast,
The pleasing Cheerfulness was born.
| Thiou, Chieerfulness, by Hcay'design'd 6.
To rule the pulse that moves the mind,
Whatever chance or nature brings
To strain the tuneful poize within,
Thou, Goddess, with a master-hand
Dost each attemper'd kev command,
Retine the soft and swell the strong,
Fair guardian of domestic life,
Rest banisher of home-bred strife,
Nor sullen lip, nor taunting cye,
No sickening husband damns the hour
That bound his joys to female pow'r:
That parents waste on hopeless heirs :
By thee their board with Howers is crown'd, And bid the joyless day retire!
Bi thee with songs their walks resound, -- Alas, in vain I try within
By thee their sprightly mornings shine, To raise the dull, dejected scene,
And evening-hours in peace decline. While rous'd by grief these fiery pains
Behold the youth, whose trembling heart Tear the frail texture of my veins ;
Beats high with Love's unpitied smart; Whilc winter's voice, that stornis around, Tho' now he strays by rills and bowers, And you deep death-bell's groaning sound And wecping wears the lonely hours ; Renew my mind's oppressive gloom,
Or, if the nymph her audienee deign, Till starting horror shakes the room.
Shames the soft story of his pain Is there in Nature na kind power
With slavish looks, discolor'd eyes, To sooth affliction's lonely hour ?
And accents faltering into sighs :
Yer thou, auspicious power, with ease
With more commanding passion move,
For thee I court the Musc again;
And may the votive lay disclose My song shall all thy praise reveal.
How much to thy fair aid she owes ! As once ('was in Astrea's reign)
Sec, when thy touch reveals her mine, The vernal pow'rs renew'd their train, How pure the stores of fancy shine;
Tlark! when thy breath her song impels, Do thou conduct my fancy's dreams
To such indulgent, tender theines
As just the struggling breast may cheer, lastruct the nightly strains of Y
And just suspend the starting tear; But thine was blokier's antient night, | Yet leave that charming sense of woe, And thine victorious Pindar's flight:
Which none but friends and lovers know. The wirtles crown'd the, Lesbian meads : Thy voice awak'd + Sicilian reeds ;
$ 17. The 8th Psalm translated. Thy breath perfumes the i Teian rose,
Christopher Pitt. And Tiber's vine spontaneous Hows; While Horace wantons in thy quire ;
O King eternal and divine! The gods and heroes of the lyre.
The world is thine alone : See where the pale, the sick’ning sage
Above the stars thy glories shinc, (A prey perhaps to fortune's rage,
Above the hearens thy tlırone, Perhaps by tender griefs opprest,
How far extends thy mighty name! Or glooms congenial to his breast)
Where'er the sun can roll, Retires in descri-scenes to dwell,
That sun thy wonders shall proclaim, And bids the joyless world farewell.
Thy deeds from pole to pole. Alone he trads th' autumnal shade,
The infant's tongue shall speak thy power, Alonc beneath the mountain laid,
| And vindicate thy laws; He sees the nightly damps arise,
The tongue that never spoke before, Ard gathering stornis involve the skies;
Shall labor in thy causc. lle hears the neighb'ring surges roll, And racing thunders shake the pole ;
For when I lift my thoughts and eyes, Then, struck by every object round,
And view the heavens around, And stunn'd by ev'ry horrid sound,
Yon stretching waste of azure skics, lle pants to traverse nature's ways:
With stars and planets crown'u Ilis evils haunt him thro' the maze :
Who in their dance attend the Moon, lle views ten thousand demons rise,
The express of the night, To wield rive empire of the skies,
1 And pour around her silver throne And Charice and Fate assume the rod,
Their tributary light: And Malice Wlots the throne of Gov.
Lord! what is mortal man, that he --O Thou, whose pleasing power I sing! Thy lunient influence hither bring;
Thy kind regard should share!
What is his son, who claims from thec,
And challenges thy care ?
Thy hands created man, Taen o'er his breast thy softness pour, And this inferior world assign'd And let him learn the timely hour
To dignify his span. . To trace the world's benignant laws,
Ilim all revere, and all obey And judge of that presiding cause
llis delegated reign; Who founds in discord beauty's reign,
The flocks that thro' the valley strav,
The herds that graze the plain.
The furious tiger speeds his flight,
And trembles at his power; If right I touch the votive string,
In fear of his superior might, If equal praise I yield thy name,
The lions cease to roar. Still govern thou thy poet's flame;
Whatever horrid monsters tread Still with the Muse ny bosom share,
The paths beneath the sca, And sooth to peace corroding care.
Their king at awful distance dread, But most exert thy genial power
And sullenly obey. On friendship's consecrated hour:
O Lord! how far extends thy name! And while my Ayis leads the road
| Where'er the sun can roll, To fearless wisdom's high abode ;
That sun thy wonders shall proclaim;
Thy deeds from pole to pole.
$ 18. Psalm the 24th paraphrased. Pitt. With all thy garlands, all thy smiles. But if, by fortune's stubborn sway
Far as the world can stretch its bounds From him and friendship torn away,
The Lord is king of all; I court the Muses healing spell
His wond'rous power extends around
The circuit of the ball.' ?
. For • Alcæus and Sappho.