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2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays

Unwilling honours to thy name ;
While we with pleasure shout thy praise,

With cheerful notes thy loye proclaim. 3 When we review'd our dismal fears,

'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so';
With God we left our flowing tears,
He makes our joys like rivers flow.
PSALM 126. - Second Part. C. M.

The joy of conversion. 1 HEN God reveal'd his gracious name,.

And chang'd my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,

The grace appear'd 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. $ Let those that sow in sadness wait

Till the fair harvest come :: They shall confess their sheaves are great,

And shout the blessings home. 6. Tho’seed lie buried long in dust,

It shan't deceive their hope:
The precious grain can ne'er be lost,.

For grace insures the crop. .

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PSALM 127. L. M. The blessing of God on the cares and comforts of life.

F 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 ;
Careful and sparing eat your bread,

To shun that poverty you dread;
3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest;

He can make rich, yet give us rest :
Children and friends are blessings too,

If God, our sov'reign, make them so. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends

Obedient children, faithful friends :
How sweet our daily comforts prove,
When they are season’d with his love!

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 lips to God their honours yield,

Whose life adorns the law.
2 A careful Providence shall stand,

And ever guard thy head;
And on the labours of thy hand

Its kindly blessings shed.
3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ;

Thy children round thy board,
Each, like a plant of honour, shine,

And learn to fear the Lord.
4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil,

For months and years to come ;

The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,

Shall send the blessings home. 5 This is the man, whose happy eyes

Shall see his house increase ; Shall see the sinking church arise, And leave the world in

peace. PSALM 129. C. M.

Persecutors penished. 1 UP from my youth, may Israel say,

Have I been nurs'd in tears; My griefs were constant as the day.

And tedious as the years.
2 Up from my youth / bore the rage

Of all the sons of strife;
Oft they assail'd my riper age,

But not destroy'd my life. 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. 4 How was their insolence surpris'd,

To hear his thunders roll! And all the foes of Zion seiz'd

With horror to the soul. 5 Thus shall the men that hate the saints,

Be blasted from the sky; Their glory fades, their courage faints,

And all their projects die.
6 What tho' they flourish tall and fair,

They have no root beneath ;
Their growth shall perish in despair,

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 :
8 It springs and withers on the place :

No traveller bestows
A word of blessing on the grass,
Nor minds it as he goes.

PSALM 130. C. M.

Pardoning grace.
OUT of the depths of long distress,

The borders of despair,
I sent my cries to seek thy grace,

My groans to move thine ear.
2 Great God ! should thy severer eye,

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;
My soul, invited by thy word,

Stands watching at thy gate.
Š Just as the guards, that keep the night,

Long for the morning skies ;
Watch the first beams of breaking light;

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.
Then in the Lord let Israel trust;

Let Israel seek his face :

The Lord is good, as well as just,

And plenteous in his grace. 8 There's full redemption at his throne

For sinners long enslav’d: . The great Redeemer is his Son ; And Israel shall be sav'd.

PSALM 131. C. M.

Humility and submission.
S there ambition in my heart?

Search, gracious God, and see;
Or do I act a haughty part ?

Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,

And all my carriage mild; Content, my Father, with thy will,

And quiet as a child.
3 The patient soul, the lowly mind

Shall have a large reward :
Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd,
And trust a faithful Lord.
PSALM 132. First Part. L. M.

At the ordination of a minister. 1

WHERE shall we go, to seek and find A dwelling for th' eternal mind,

Among the sons of flesh and blood ?, 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill

Of Zion for his ancient rest;
And Zion is his dwelling still ;

His church is with his presence blest. 3 Here will I fix my gracious throne,

And reign forever, saith the Lord ;
Here shall my pow'r and love be known,
And blessings shall attend my


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