The Psalmist recites the mercies of JEHOVAH, in hearing prayer, and granting successive deliverances to his Church.

10 ALL ye lands, with joy proclaim

The honours of JEHOVAH's name;

His enemies, dismay'd, retreat,
Or bow submissive at His feet.

2 All the wide earth, before Thy throne,
The glory of Thy grace shall own;
And nations yet unborn shall raise
Successive monuments of praise.

3 0 come, behold the works of God;
His power arrests the swelling flood;
Triumphant on the promis'd land,
See Israel's hosts in safety stand.

4 O come, all ye who fear the LORD,
His mercies to my soul record;
Help me, ye faithful, help to raise
Memorials of Jehovah's praise.

5 Borne down, oppress'd with anxious grief,
Suppliant I pray'd;-He sent relief;
Now to His courts, will I repair,
And pay my grateful offerings there.

6 Blest be our GOD, who heareth prayer,
Attentive He my voice did hear;
Praise to His name, He set me free,
Nor mercy did withhold from me.

In this Psalm the Church prays for the advent o Messiah and the conversion of the nations; an foretels the joy and gladnesstof the blessings o the everlasting gospel.

1 ALMIGHTY GOD, in mercy shine,
With beams of heav'nly grace;

Display Thy countenance divine,
The brightness of Thy face.

2 Thy great salvation send abroad,
Ön earth make known Thy way;
Say to the lands, Behold your God,
Thy saving health display.

3 Rise, mighty God, the world to bless,
Let all the nations prove,

Thy government is righteousness,
And Thy dominion love.

4 0 let all lands one chorus raise,
Thy truth and grace proclaim;
And shout, in universal praise,
The glory of Thy name.

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5 Then shall the earth yield her in Enrich'd with plenteous store;

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And, laden with the fruits of peace, my belt
Her bounteous LORD adore.

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6 GOD, our own GoD, our souls shall bless,
Nations shall fear His name;

Our God shall reign in righteousness,
And praise shall be our theme.

PSALM 67. II. Metre.

ITO bless Thy chosen race,
In mercy, LORD, incline;

And cause the brightness of Thy face
On all Thy saints to shine.

2 O let Thy wond'rous ways

Through all the world be known; While distant lands their tribute pay, And Thy salvation own.

3 Let diff'ring nations join
To celebrate Thy fame;

Let all the world, Ó LORD, combine
To praise Thy glorious name,

4 0 let them shout and sing,
Dissolv'd in holy mirth;

(s. M.)

For Thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Dost govern all the earth.

5 Let all the nations join

To celebrate Thy fame ;
Let all the world, O LORD, combine
To praise Thy glorious name.

6 Then shall the teeming ground
A large increase disclose;
And we with mercy shall be crown'd,
Which GOD, our God, bestows.

7 Then GOD upon our land

Shall constant blessings shower,
And all the world in awe shall stand
Of His resistless

power.

This sublime and beautiful Psalm is appointed by the Church for Whitsunday. It seems to have been composed on the joyful occasion of the removal of the ark to Mount Zion, 1 Chron. xx. and prophetically celebrates the ascension of MESSIAH, the descent of the Holy Spirit, and the conversion of the Gentiles.

1 LET GOD, the immortal Gop, arise, Scatter'd be all His enemies;

Let praise to heav'n ascend: JEHOVAH's name for ever bless, The Father of the fatherless,

The widow's GoD and Friend.

2 The great JEHOVAH gave the word; Great were the triumphs of the LORD, And victory rais'd-the song;

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Kings with their armies fled apa ce,
Triumphant shone the reign of grace,
And nations join'd the throng,

3 The Church of CHRIST, ye saints, behold,
Her dove-like wings, her radiant gold,
Her righteousness divine:
Her silver vestments, spotless white,
Around diffuse her glorious light,
Her beams refulgent shine.

4 See, hosts of angels fill the sky
JESUS Our LORD ascends on high,
With God that man may dwell;
Captivity is captive led;

For fallen man the Conqueror bled,

To save from death and helling to

5 Lo! Sion's portals wide expand;
Gentiles around her altars stand,
With one divine accord:

Sing praise to GOD; O praise His name:
Ye kingdoms join the glorious theme;
Praise ye, O praise the LORD.

PSALM 68. ver. 17 & 18. (L. M.)
1 LORD, when Thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky:
Those heav'nly guards around Thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy state.

2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious, when the LORD was there;
While He pronounc'd His sacred law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.

3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious powers of hell,
Who thousand souls had captives made,
Were all in chains, like captives, led.

4 Rais'd by Thy Father to Thy throne,
Thou sent'st the promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That GOD might dwell on earth again.
5 Kingdoms and thrones to GOD belong;
Crown Him, ye nations, in your song;
His wondrous names and powers rehearse;
His honours shall enrich your verse.