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How dazzling, how divinely great
The glories, which around thee wait.

2 Praise, endless praise, to Thee belongs,,
Ordain'd from babes' and infants' tongues;
Ordain'd Thine honors hence to draw,
And enemies to strike with awe.

3 When I behold Thy works divine,
When moon and stars around me shine,
LORD what is man! a child of woe,
Yet honor'd and exalted so.

4 Tenants of earth, and air, and sea,
Own His dominion, and obey.
O LORD, how excellent Thy Name,
Through earth and heav'ns extensive frame!

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(L.M.)

5 LORD, what is man! the pow'r of sin
. Left him condemn'd, cast out, unclean,
LORD, what is man! mysterious love
From heav'n stoop'd down to raise above..

6 God's everlasting, equal SoN,
Both GoD and MAN, in person one,
In human nature was array'd,
And lower than the angels made.

7 Sing of his dying love; and tell,
He rose; he triumph'd, when he fell

A's Conq'ror now in bliss enthron'd, With glory bright, and honor crown'd. 8 Our nature still is his abode;

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As man he holds the pow'r of God.
All earth and heav'n Him LORD shall own,
The Saviour, GOD, and GOD THE SON.

PSALM IX.

(L. M.)

The language of praise, celebrating the victories gained by David; and foretelling the spi ritual triumphs of Messiah.

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ITH my whole heart my GOD I'll praise;
His marv'llous work my soul proclaim.

His majesty and pow'r I'll sing,

Exulting in his sacred name..

Destruction to its end shall come,
The humbled foe shall sink to dust
But Thy eternal throne shall last
For ever glorious, firm and just.

3 Thy mighty power, Thy grace and love,
To them, who know and trust Thy name
A refuge, an asylum prove,

Both now and evermore the same.

4 Sing to the LORD JEHOVAH, sing, Who dwells in Zion his abode.

Shew forth his praise throughout her gates;
The astonish'd world shall own our GoD

5 Arise, O Lord, convince Thy foes;
The honor of Thy arm maintain.
No mortal pow'r can Thee oppose,
And none shall seek Thy face in vain.

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PSALM X.

(C. M.)

The Church complaining of her enemies, and desponding, prays for protection, and through faith rejoiceth in tribulation

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HY standest Thou far off, O LORD?

Why dost Thou hide Thy face?

My enemies increase, behold.
Thy servant in distress.

2-How awful is the state of men,
Who dare deride Thy grace!
Thy sacred laws they set at nought,
And hate Thy holy ways!

3 Arise, O LORD, lift up Thy hand
From Thy eternal seat;
Command Thine enemies to fall,
Submissive at Thy feet.

Inspire the nations of the world

With reverence, awe, and fear; Prepare our hearts to call on Thee, And cause Thine ear to hear.

5 JEHOVAH reigns, for ever reigns! The orphan, the oppress'd

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Shall learn to trust His sacred name,
With God's protection bless'd,

PSALM XI.

(C. M.)

David, persecuted by Saul, encourages himself

in God, his providence and justice.

TN Thee, O LORD, I put my trust,

Why, therefore should I flee?

While hosts of enemies conspire,
My refuge is in Thee.

Religion, law, and equity-
They study to erase;
Distress and trial aim to crush
The basis of my peace.

3 Unto Thy holy temple, LORD,
Repairs my fearful soul..

Firm as the heav'ns, thy sted fast word
Can ev'ry heart controul.

4 Trials, commissioned by Thy love,
Are mercies sent by Thee;
Whilst to the refuge of Thy grace
Thy saints encouraged flee.

ehold the wicked; all their ways
To swift destruction tend;

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But GoD, who, loveth righteousness,
The righteous will defend.

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PSALM XII.

(C. M.)

The Church lamenting the decrease of the righ) teous, and the increase of sin, is encouraged by the truth and certainty of the promises of God. LORD, arise and help Thy Church!

Behold, the godly cease,

Justice declines; the faithful fail;
Iniquities increase.

2 Proud in their blasphemies and sins,
In vanities and lies,

They dare, insult Thy holy word,
Thy sacred truth despise.

3 But LORD, salvation is with Thee,
Nor shall Thy foes prevail.

Thy word of promise stands confess'd,
Thy Church-shall never fail.

4 Pure is Thy word, as silver tried,
The test hath oft' been made;
Deliv'rance to Thy saints is sure,
E'en when it seems delay'd.

5 Thou, LORD, wilt ever keep Thy saints.
Their cause Thou mak'st Thy own:
The faith, that's built upon Thy word
Shall ne'er be overthrown

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PSALM XIII.

(C M.)

A complaint of desertion; a prayer for assistance:-an act of faith and thanksgiving.

OW long wilt Thou forget me, LORD?
How long shall I complain?
Hide not Thy face,

Cast down, I cry,

Nor let me cry in vain.

2 My fear and sorrows, sins and grief
Oppress my lab'ring breath;
Consider, LORD; O hear my prayer,
Lest I should sleep in death.

3 Let not my enemies rejoice,
Or triumph in my fall,

Lest they reproach Thy holy ways,
And say, in vain 1 call.

4 In Thy salvation, LORD, I'll hope,
So oft I've proved thy pow'r;

Thy grace I'll sing, Thy goodness tell,
In this distressing hour.

5 To Thee, my SAVIOUR, bounteous GoD
My grateful song I'll raise,

And trust Thy mighty pow'r to save,
Till prayer's absorb'd in praise.