7 "And bid thee rule the Nations round, "Far as to Earth's remoteft Bound;

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Though join'd in firmeft League, thy Foos "With vain Attempt thy Pow'r oppofe:

Thy Arm the Iron Rod extends;
"Behold them, as the Stroke defcends,
"Crush'd like the Potter's brittle Store,
"And scatter'd, to unite no more.”
9 Ye Kings, from Error's Sleep arife,
Ye Judges of the Earth be wife;.
Now Ye in duteous Zeal confpire,
And ferve with Joy th' eternal Sire.
10 O, left Ye perish from the Way
That leads to Realms of endless Day,
With awful Love, with holy Fear,
His Son, the World's great Hope, revere
11 If yet but kindling in his Hand
The vengeful Bolt uplifted ftand,
Thrice happy, who on Him depend,
And thankful own the mighty Friend.

PSALM II. Second Verfion. TATE.
·Chrift's 'Kingdom.

ITH restlefs and ungovern'd Rage,
Why do the Heathen ftorm?

WIT

Why in fuch rafh Attempts engage,
As they can ne'er perform?

2 The Great in Counfel and in Might,
Their various Forces bring,
Against the Lord they all unite,
And his anointed King.

3 Muft we fubmit to their Commands,
Prefumptuously they fay?

No, let us break their flavish Bands,
And caft their Chains away.

4 But God, who fits enthron'd on high,
And fees how they combine,

Does their confpiring Strength defy,
And mocks their vain Design.

"Tho' madly you difpute my Will, "The King that I ordain,

"Whofe Throne is fix'd on Sion's Hill, "Shall there fecurely reign."

Attend, O Earth, while I declare

God's uncontroul'd Decree,

"Thou art my Son, this Day, my Heir,
"Have I begotten thee.

"Ask, and receive thy full Demands,
"Thine fhall the Heathen be,
"The utmoft Limits of the Lands
"Shall be poffefs'd by thee."

Learn then, ye Princes, and give Ear
Ye Judges of the Earth;
Serve ye the Lord with holy Fear,
Rejoice with awful Mirth.

Receive the Son with due Refpect,
Your timely Homage pay,
Left he refent the bold Neglect,
Provok'd by your Delay.

10 If but in Part his Anger rife,

Who can indure the Flame?

Then bleft are they whofe Hope relies
On his exalted Name.

PSALM H. Third Verfion. WATTS.
Chrift's Death, Refurrection, and Afcenfion.

W

HY did the Jews proclaim their Rage?
The Romans why their Swords employ?
Against the Lord their Pow'rs engage
His dear Anointed to destroy.

2" Come, let us break his Bands, they fay,
"This Man fhall never give us Laws ;"
And thus they caft his Yoke away,
And nail'd the Monarch to the Crofs.

3 But God who high in Glory reigns
Laughs at their Pride, their Rage controuls;
He'll vex their Hearts with inward Pains,
And speak in Thunder to their Souls.

B

B 5,

4 I

4 "I will maintain the King I made "On Zion's everlasting Hill,

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My Hand fhall bring him from the Dead
"And he fhall ftand your Sov'reign still.
[His wond'rous Rifing from the Earth
Makes his divine Commiffion known;
The Lord declares his heav'nly Birth;
"This Day have I begot my Son.

6" Afcend, my Son, to my Right-Hand,
"There, thou shalt ask, and I bestow
"The utmoft Bounds of Heathen Lands;
"To thee the Northen Ifles fhall bow."]

7 But Nations that refift his Grace

Shall fall beneath his Iron Stroke;
His Rod fhall crush his Foes with Eafe,
As Potter's Earthen Work is broke.
8 Now ye who fit on earthly Thrones,
Be wife, and ferve the Lord, the Lamb;
Now to his Feet fubmit your Crowns,
Rejoice and tremble at his Name.

9 With humble Love receive the Son,
Left he grow angry, and ye die;
Happy the Souls, and they alone,
Who ever on his Grace rely.

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PSALM II. Fourth Verfion. WATTS.

HY did the Nations join to slay

WH

The Lord's anointed Son?

Why did they caft his Laws away,
And tread his Gospel down?

2 The Lord who fits above the Skies,
Derides their Rage below,

3

He speaks with Terror in his Eyes,
Which strikes their Spirits thro'.

"I call him my beloved Son,
"And raife him from the Dead;
"I make my holy Hill his Throne,
And wide his Kingdom fpread.

4" Afk me, my Son, and then enjoy "The utmoft heathen Lands:

Thy Rod of Iron fhall destroy
"The Rebel that withstands."

Be wife, ye Rulers of the Earth,
Obey th' Anointed Lord,

Honor the King of Heav'nly Birth,

And reverence his Word.

6 With humble Love approach his Throne,
For if he frown, ye die :
Thofe are fecure, and thofe alone

Who on his Grace rely.

PSALM II. Fifth Verfion. WATTS.
Chrift dying, rifing, and reigning.

AKER and Sov'reign Lord

MA

Of Heav'n, and Earth, and Seas,

Thy Providence confirms thy Word,
And anfwers thy Decrees.

2 The Things fo long foretold
By David are fulfill'd,

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5

When Jews and Gentiles join'd to flay
Jefus, thine holy Child.

Why did the Gentiles rage,
And Jews with one Accord

Bend all their Counfels to destroy
Th' Anointed of the Lord?
Rulers and Kings agree
To form a vain Defign;

Against the Lord their Fow'rs unite,

Against his Chrift they join.

The Lord derides their Rage,

And will fupport his Throne;

He who hath rais'd Him from the Dead

Hath own'd Him for his Son.

6 Now he's afcended high,

And asks to rule the Earth; Obedience perfect there he pleads, And pleads his heav'nly Birth. B 6

7 He

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" I will maintain the King I made "On Zion's everlasting Hill,

My Hand fhall bring him from the Dead "And he fhall ftand your Sov'reign still. [His wond'rous Rifing from the Earth Makes his divine Commiffion known; The Lord declares his heav'nly Birth; "This Day have I begot my Son. 6" Afcend, my Son, to my Right-Hand, "There, thou shalt ask, and Ï bestow "The utmoft Bounds of Heathen Lands s; "To thee the Northen Ifles fhall bow."]

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But Nations that refift his Grace

Shall fall beneath his Iron Stroke;

His Rod fhall crush his Foes with Eafe,
As Potter's Earthen Work is broke.

8 Now

ye who fit on earthly Thrones,
Be wife, and ferve the Lord, the Lamb;
Now to his Feet fubmit your Crowns,
Rejoice and tremble at his Name.

9 With humble Love receive the Son,
Left he grow angry, and ye

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die;

Happy the Souls, and they alone,
Who ever on his Grace rely.

PSALM II. Fourth Verfion. WATTS.

HY did the Nations join to slay

WH

The Lord's anointed Son?

Why did they caft his Laws away,
And tread his Gospel down?

2 The Lord who fits above the Skies,
Derides their Rage below,

3

He speaks with Terror in his Eyes,
Which strikes their Spirits thro'.

"I call him my beloved Son,

"And raife him from the Dead; "I make my holy Hill his Throne, "And wide his Kingdom fpread.

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