PSALM 50. Fourth Part: P. M. 1 THE The last judgment. HE God of glory sends his summons forth, Calls the south nations and awakes the north: From east to west the sov'reign orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead. The trumpet sounds; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices; [voices. Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful 2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay; His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day! [nigh; Behold the Judge descends! his guards are Tempests and fire attend him down the sky. When God appears, all nature shall adore him: While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 3 Sinners, awake betimes; ye fools, be wise; Awake, before this dreadful morning rise: Change your vain thoughts, your crooked 1 works amend, [friend: Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your Then join, ye saints; wake ev'ry cheerful passion, [vation. When Christ returns, he comes for your sal PSALM 51. First Part. L. M. A penitent pleading for pardon. SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Are not thy mercies large and free? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 3 O! wash my soul from ev'ry sin, PSALM 51. Second Part. L. M. Original and actual sins confessed. 1 LORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, And born unholy and unclean: 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, 3 Great God, create my heart anew, 4 Behold! I fall before thy face; No outward forms can make me clean; 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast; 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath pow'r sufficient to atone : Thy blood can make me white as snow; While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, PSALM 51. Third Part. L. M. The backslider reclaimed; or, Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ. THOU, that hear'st when sinners cry, Avert from them thy angry look, 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, The God of grace will ne'er despise 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just: 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways: Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 8 O! may thy love inspire my tongue; Salvation shall be all my song: 1 And all my pow'rs shall join to bless PSALM 52. First Part. L. M. WE The destruction of tyrants and persecutors. VHY should the haughty tyrant boast, His vengeful arm, his warlike host? While blood defiles his cruel hand, And desolation wastes the land. 2 He joys to hear the captive's cry, 5 How low the persecutor lies, 6 We praise the Lord, who heard our cries, 1 PSALM 52. Second Part. L. M. The experience of the Lord's people in his house. A WORD in season, spoke with pow'r, I've often heard within these walls; But none surpassing, what this hour Attends the precious gospel calls. 2 When Christ unveils his lovely face, And grace for grace is largely giv❜n ; A glory shines, which makes this place The house of God, the gate of heav'n. 3 Here, in thy courts, let me be seen, Growing in faith, and hope, and love; Like olive fair, and fresh, and green, And rip'ning for the world above. 4 Here will I view thy glory, Lord, And songs for all thy goodness raise: Here will I wait to hear thy word, And join with saints who sing thy praise. 66 PSALM 53. First Part. L. M. Practical atheism. HERE is a God," all nature cries: 1 "TH The heav'ns and earth this truth con fess; Yet this, the atheist fool denies, And dares his impious thoughts express. 2 The Lord, from his celestial tow'r, 3 But all he saw were gone aside, All, in their hearts, were atheists grown; |