o Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise.

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[Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings, thou canst draw
Surprising honours to thy name;
And strike the world with awe.
O Lord, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine:

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g Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.]

C. M. Mear. [*]

Christ's Condescension and Glorification.

10 LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great,

Is thine exalted name:
• The glories of thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.

-2 When 1 behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;—

e 3 Lord what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so!

4 That thine eternal Son should bear,
To take a mortal form;

p Made lower than his angels are,

To save a dying worm.

-5 Yet while he lived on earth unknown, And men would not adore ;

Th' obedient seas and fishes own

His Godhead and his power.

g 6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish at his command,

Bring their large shoals to Peter's net;
Bring tribute to his hand.

7 These lesser glories of the Son,
Shone through the fleshy cloud;

e Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.

o 8 Let Him be crown'd with majesty,
Who how'd his head to death;
. And be his honours sounded high,
By all things that have breath.

e 9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!

g The glories of thy heavenly state, Let the whole earth proclaim.]

L. M. 1st Part. Blendon. Bath. [*] Verse 1, 2, paraphrased.—Children praising God LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

1

A Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread ;

g And thine eternal glories rise,

O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.
-2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honour raise;

e And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
o Declare the wonders of thy praise.
-3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age,
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.

o 4 Children amidst thy temple throng,
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
e 5 The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring:
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,

• While Jewish babes proclaim their King.
L. M. 2nd Part. Quercy. Moreton. [*]
Ver. 3, &c. paraphrased.
Adam, and Christ, Lords of the old and new
Creation.

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1LORD, what was man, when made at first, Adam, the offspring of the dust,

That thou should'st set him and his race
But just below an angel's place?

2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?

o 3 But O what brighter glories wait, To crown the second Adam's state! • What honours will thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born!

e

See him below his angels made! p See him in dust among the dead,— To save a rnin'd world from sin!

o But he shall reign with pow'r divine.

g 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The mis'ries that attend the fall,

New made, and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

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PSALM 9. C. M. 1st Part. Mear. [*]
Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seat.

Why wonders I'll proclaim;

WITH my whole heart, I'll raise my song,

Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne,

To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then will the Lord a refuge prove
For all who are oppress'd;

To save the people of his love,

And give the weary rest.

e 4 The men who know thy name, will trust
In thy abundant grace;

For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.

• 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;
Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

C. M. 2nd Part. Colchester. [*]
Verse 12.-The Wisdom and Equity of Providence.
1 WHEN the great Judge supreme and just,
Shall once inquire for blood,

The humble souls who mourn in dust,
Will find a faithful God.

o 2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Does his own children raise :

In Zion's gates with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.

3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;

And sinners perish in the net,

That their own hands have spread.

4 [Thus, by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroy'd,
. The snare must be their own.

PAUSE.

d 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell:
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.]
-6 Tho' saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait and long complain ;
Their cries shall never be forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.
07 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;

g Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.

P

8 [Thy thunder will affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;

Make them confess that thou art God,
And they but feeble men.]

PSALM 10. C. M. Reading. [b]

Prayer heard, and Saints saved from the Wickea P1WHY does the Lord stand off so far?

And why conceal his face,

When great calamities appear,

And times of deep distress?

e 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?

3 [They put thy judgments from their sight, And then insult the poor;

They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.]

• 4 Arise, O Lord, lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PAUSE.

5 [Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride,

d The God of heaven will ne'er engage,
'To fight on Zion's side.'

6 But thou for ever art our Lord;
And powerful is thine hand,
As when the heathen felt thy sword,
And perish'd from thy land.]

o 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray,
And cause thine ear to hear;
Hearken to what thy children say,
And put the world in fear.

-8 Prond tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just;

And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L. M. Psalm 97.

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M

Geneva. [b]

God loves the Righteous, and abhors the Wicked. Y refuge is the God of love; Why do my foes insult and cry,— d"Fly, like a tim'rous trembling dove, "To distant woods or mountains fly?" e 2 If government be once destroy'd, (That firm foundation of our peace,) And violence make justice void, Where shall the righteous seek redress? 3 The Lord in heaven has fix'd his throne, His eye surveys the world below:

g

To him all mortal things are known,
His eyelids search our spirits through.

-4 If he afflicts his saints so far,

To prove their love, and try their grace;
What may the bold transgressors fear?
His very soul abhors their ways.

5 On impious wretches he will rain
Tempests of brimstone, fire, and death!