The Righteous and the Wicked. 1 HAPPY the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way, where sinners go; Who hates the place where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do ;-
2 Who loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure pondering o'er the word. f> 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green;
And heaven will shine, with kindest beams, On every work his hands begin.
4 But sinners find their counsels crossed ;- As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost, When the last trumpet shakes the skies.
1 BLEST is the man, who shuns the place, Where sinners love to meet;
Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer's seat:-
2 But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight; By day, he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night.
mf 3 He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set,
Safe from the storm and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state.
mf 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine; While fruits of holiness appear, Like clusters on the vine.
P 5 Not so the impious and unjust :- What vain designs they form! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff, before the storm.
6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace
When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand Appoints his saints a place.
THIRD PART. S. M.
1 THE man is ever blest,
Who shuns the sinner's ways; Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place:-
2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night.
mf 3 He, like a tree, shall thrive,
With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf, his name shall live; His works are heavenly fruit.
4 Not so th' ungodly race; They no such blessings find:
Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind.
1 OH how blest the man, whose ear Impious counsel shuns to hear; Who nor loves nor treads the way, Where the sons of folly stray:— 2 But, impressed with sacred awe, Meditates, great God, thy law: This by day his fixed employ, This by night his constant joy.
3 Like the tree, that's taught to grow Where the streams refreshing flow, He his fruitful branch shall spread, Prosperous, he no leaf shall shed.
4 See, ah! see, a different fate God's obdurate foes await! See them, to his wrath consigned, Fly like chaff before the wind.
P 5 When thy Judge, O earth, shall come, And to each assign his doom ;— Say, shall then the impious band With the just assembled stand? 6 These, th' Almighty, these alone, Objects of his love shall own;— While his vengeance who defy, Whelmed in endless ruin lie.
Christ exalted and his Enemies warned.
1 WHY did the nations join to slay
The Lord's anointed Son? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down?
2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, Derides their rage below;
He speaks, with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through.
3 "I call him my eternal Son,
"And raise him from the dead; "I make my holy hill his throne, "And wide his kingdom spread." 4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey the anointed Lord; Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word.
1 ATTEND, O earth, when God declares His uncontrolled decree :-
"Thou art my Son-this day, my heir, "Have I begotten thee.
2"Ask-and receive thy full demands- "Thine shall the heathen be; "The utmost limits of the lands "Shall be possessed by thee."
3 Learn, then, ye princes—and give ear, Ye judges of the earth; Worship the Lord with holy fear, Rejoice with awful mirth.
THIRD PART. S. M.
1 THE Lord ascends on high, And asks to rule the earth; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heavenly birth.
2 He asks-and God bestows A large inheritance:
Far as the world's remotest ends, His kingdom shall advance.
3 The nations that rebel
Must feel his iron rod:
He'll vindicate those honors well, Which he received from God.
4 Be wise, ye rulers, now,
And worship at his throne: With trembling joy, ye people, bow To God's exalted Son.
5 If once his wrath arise,
Ye perish on the place:
But blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace.
FOURTH PART. H. M.
1 JESUS, the Saviour, reigns! On Zion is his throne: The Lord's decree sustains His own begotten Son: f grave
<Up from the He bids him rise,
And mount the skies, With power to save.
2 His kingdom is complete, This day exalts his name:
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