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7 Thy mercies, then, I'll own,
Thy righteousness adore,
When time shall be no more.
PSALM 71. II. Metre. (c.m.). 1 My God, my everlasting hope,
My trust is in Thy truth; Thy hands have held
childhood up, And strengthen'd all my youth.
29 2 Still has
life new wonders seen
I trust them to Thy care.
When hoary hairs arise;
Whene'er Thy servant dies. 4 Then, in the hist'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
(c.m. 1 My Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin Thy praise,
The numbers of Thy grace? 2 Thou art my everlasting song,
Thy goodness I'll adore;
Teach Thou my heart, inspire my tongue,
To praise Thee more and more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road,
To see my LORD and Gov. 4 Thy mercy daily I'll proclaim,
Thy great salvation own,
And mention Thine alone.
The vict'ries of my King !
Shall Thy salvation sing.
With this delightful song
Nor think the season long.
PSALM 72. (Old 112th.) David praying for Solomon, foretells his peaceful
and glorious reign, and under this figure, in most lively colours, describes the extent and glory of
the kingdom of MESSIAH.
Grant the dominion to Thy Son;
All nations of the world shall bless;
2 Soft as the rains from heaven descend, T scast
As fertile lands with produce bend, I The blade, the ear, the ripening corn,
Wide cultur'd fields with fruit adorn ; Messiah reigns, the world to bless
With fruits of holiness and peace. 3 All kings, all nations, join to praise
The triumphs of His truth and grace; In Him the poor and helpless find
A Saviour, merciful and kind; While Gentile realms and islands sing
The conquest of our glorious King. 4 His name for ever shall remain
Glorious, immortal, as His reign;
Shall seek and find eternal rest :
PSALM 72. II. Metre. (L.M.) 1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Doth his successive journies run;
Till-moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 To Him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown His head': I His name like sweet perfume shall rise,
With every morning sacrifice. 3 People e and realms of ev'ry tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song; int
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name.
The pris’ner leaps to lose his chains ;
And all the sons of want are blest.
Death and the curse are known no more;
More blessings than their father lost. 6 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to their King;
PSALM 73. (c.m.) The Psalmist tempted to despondency, encourages
kimself with contemplating the examples of tke
saints, and the final issue of their affliction. 10 GOD, how truly good Thou art,
Though enemies assail,
And haughty foes prevail.
Where all my hopes depend, There in the sanctuary of God,
I learnt to know their end, 3 Thy hand through life my wants supplied,
Almighty to relieve,
And Thou wilt with Thy counsel guide,
To glory then receive. 4 Could I ascend to realms on high,
Or dwell in heav'n's abode; No scenes of glory could supply
The absence of my God.
Could equal bliss afford;
Compar'd with Thee, O LORD.
Thou wilt my soul sustain ;
To die with Thee is gain.
PSALM 74. (c.m.) The Church, in a time of persecution, bemoans here
self as deserted of God, and intreats the return of divine favour and protection for the honour of
his holy name.
Thy absence, LORD, we mourn;
O LORD of hosts return !
Low leveil'd to the ground;