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He, that upholds that wondrous frame, Guards his own church with watchful eyes .
PSALM 125., S. M.
The trials and safety of believers. 1 TIRM and unmov'd are they
That rest their souls on God; Fix'd as the mount where David dwelt,
Or where the ark abode.. 2. As mountains stood to guard:
The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love
Embrace his saints around.. 3 Whạt, tho' the Father's rod
Drop a chastising stroke,
Its fury shall be broke.
Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope and love, and ev'ry grace,
Proclaim their hearts sincere. 5 Nor shall the tyrant's.rage
Too long oppress the saint :: The God of Israel will support
His children, lest they faints. 6. But if our slavish fear
Will choose the road to hell; We must receive our portion there;.
Where bolder sinners dwell.
PSALM 126, First Part. L. M.
Praise for surprising deliverance to the nation: 1
Joy was our song, and grace our theme; A grace beyond our hopes so great, The joy appear'd but fancy's dream,
WHEN God restord our captive state
2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays
Unwilling honours to thy name;
With cheerful notes thy loye proclaim. 3 When we review'd our dismal fears,
'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so';
The joy of conversion. 1 WHEN God reveal'd his gracious name,
my My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear's so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
And sung surprising grace. 3 “Great is the work," my neighbours cried
And own'd thy pow'r divine ; “Great is the work," my heart replied,
. “And be the glory thine.” 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.
Till the fair harvest come:
And shout the blessings home. 6. Tho' seed lie buried long in dust,
It shan't deceive their hope :
For grace insures the crop. .
PSALM 127. L. M. The blessing of God on the cares and comforts of life.
F 1 I God succeed not, all the cost
And pains to build the house are lost ; If God the city do not keep,
The watchful guards as well may sleep. 2 What, tho' you rise before the sun,
And work and toil when day is done;
To shun that poverty you dread;
He can make rich, yet give us rest :
If God, our sov’reign, make them so. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends.
Obedient children, faithful friends :
PSALM 128. C. M.
A christian blessed in his family. 1 O
HAPPY man, whose soul is fill'd
With faith and rev'rend awe;
Whose life adorns the law.
And ever guard thy head ;
Its kindly blessings shed.
Thy children round thy board,
And learn to fear the Lord.
For months and years to come ;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,
Shall send the blessings home.
Shall see his house increase;
PSALM 129. C. M.
Have I been nurs'd in tears;
Of all the sons of strife;
. 3 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh
With furrows long and deep ; Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh,
Nor let my sorrows sleep.
To hear his thunders roll!
With horror to the soul. 5 Thus shall the men that hate the saints,
Be blasted from the sky;
And all their projects die.
They have no root beneath ;
And lie despis'd in death. 7 So corn, that on the house-top stands,
No hope of harvest gives ;
The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, ,
Nor binder fold the sheaves :
No traveller bestows
PSALM 130. C. M.
The borders of despair,
My groans to move thine ear.
And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity,
No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God
For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with his blood
To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord,
With strong desires I wait;
Stands watching at thy gate.
Long for the morning skies ;
And meet them with their eyes : 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace,
And, more intent than they, Meets the first op'nings of thy face,
And finds a brighter day. 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust ;
Let Israel seek his face: