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And men that love revenge shall know,
God hath an arm of vengeance too.
PSALM 18. Third Part. L. M.

Rejoicing in God our Saviour. 1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word,

Great Rock of my secure abode : Who is a God beside the Lord ?

Or where's a refuge like our God?
2 'Tis he that girds me with his might,

Gives me his holy sword to wield;
And while with sin and hell I fight,

Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock)

The God of my salvation lives;
The dark designs of hell he broke :

Sweet is the peace my Saviour gives. 4. Before the scoffers of the age

I will exalt my Saviour's name:
Nor tremble at their mighty rage ;
But meet reproach, and bear the shame.
PSALM 18. Fourth Part. C. M.

Victory over temporal enemies. 1 We love thee, Lord, and we adore ; Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r;

Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We fly to our eternal rock,

And find a sure defence :
His holy name our lips invoke,

And draw salvation thence.
3 When God our leader shines in arms,

What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms ? The lightning of his spear

?

4 He rides upon the winged wind;

And angels in array,
In millions, wait to know his mind,

And swift as flames obey.
5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke

Whole armies are dismay'd ;
His voice, his frown, his angry look

Strikes all their courage dead.
6 He forms our gen'rals for the field,

With all their dreadful skill ;
Gives them his awful sword to wield,

And makes their hearts of steel, 7 He arms our captains to the fight,

(Tho' there his name's forgot) He girded Cyrus with his might,

When Cyrus knew him not.
8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest

For his own children's sake :
The pow'rs, that give his people rest,
Shall of his care partake.
PSALM 18. Fifth Part. C. M.

The Conqueror's Song. 1 TO

O thine almighty arm we owe

The triumphs of the day;
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,

And melt his strength away.
2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail,

And break united pow’rs :
Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale

The proudest of their tow'rs. 3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field,

And trod them to the ground; While thy salvation was our shield, And they no shelter found !

4 In vain to idol saints they cry,

And perish in their blood: Where is a rock so great, so high,

So pow'rful as our God? 5 The Rock of Israel ever lives,

His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives, He gives his people rest.

PSALM 18. Sixth Part. P. M. Thanksgiving, applied to the American Revolution. 1 То O bless the Lord, our God, in strains divine,

[join : With thankful hearts, and raptur'd voices To us what wonders his right hand hathy shown !

[known! Mercies, his chosen tribes have scarcely Like David blest, begin th' enraptur'd song;

Let praise and joy awaken ev'ry tongue.
2 When, fir'd to rage, against our nation rose
Chiefs of proud name, and bands of haughty

[ray’d,
He train'd our hosts to fight, with arms ar-
With health invigor'd, and with bounty fed :
Gave us his chosen chief our sons to guide ;

Heard ev'ry pray’r, and ev'ry want supply'd. 3 He gave their armies captive to our hands,

Or sent them frustrate to their native lands;
Burst the dark snare, disclos'd the miry pit,
And led to broad, safe grounds, our sliding

feet :
Bounteous, for us, extended regions won

The fairest empire spread beneath the sun. 4 When, dark and threat'ning, civil broils arose, Each hope grew dim, and friends were chang'd

to foes;

foes;

God was our stay, our help, our heav'nly

shield : His grace preserv'd us, and his arm upheld ; Say'd us from tumults dire, and deep distress; Enlarg'd our blessings, and confirm'd our

peace. 5 No more against our land shall strangers rise,

But fade, and fade, beneath avenging skies : Pleas'd, the fierce heathen yield to happier

sway ; The groping savage hail the gospel day ; Low sink the proud, the sons of blood be

slain, Nor injur'd Zion lift her cries in vain. 6 But, O thou pow'r belov'd! our shores around

Be ev'ry virtue, ey’ry blessing found.
Here bid thy seasons crown the fruitful plain ;
Here bid fair peace extend her blissful reign:
Let laws, let justice, hold perpetual sway,

The soul unfetter'd, and the conscience free. 7 With clearest splendor, here, let knowledge

shine ; Here ev'ry glory beam from truth divine ; To Jesus call the soul obsequious bend; Grace from thy Spirit in rich show’rs descend; Nations each day ascend the bright abode, And boundless praise unceasing rise to God.

PSALM 19. First Part. S. M.

The book of nature and scripture. |

Declares its maker God, And all his starry works on high

Proclaim his pow'r abroad.

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2 The darkness and the light

Still keep their course the same;
While night to day, and day to night,

Divinely teach his name.
3 In ev'ry different land

Their gen’ral voice is known : They shew the wonders of his hand,

And orders of his throne. 4. Ye Western lands rejoice,

Here he reveals his word : We are not left to nature's voice

To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands

Are set before our eyes ;
He puts his gospel in our hands,

Where our salvation lies.
6 His laws are just and pure,

His truth without deceit;
His promises for ever sure,

And his rewards are great.
7 Not honey to the taste

Affords so much delight;
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd

So much allures the sight.
8 While of thy works I sing,

Thy glory to proclaim ;
Accept the praise, my God, my King,

In my Redeemer's name.
PSALM 19. Second Part. S. M.

The word of God most excellent.
1 BEHOLD: the morning sun

Begins his glorious way;
His beams thro' all the nations run,

And life and light convey.

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