1. GREAT God, whose universal sway
The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son,
Extend his power, exalt his throne.

2. Thy scepter well becomes his hands,
All heaven submits to his commands;
His justice shall avenge the poor,
And pride and rage prevail no more.

3. With power he vindicates the just,
And treads th' oppressor in the dust;
His worship and his fear shall last,
Till hours, and years, and time be past.

4. As rain on meadows newly mown,

So shall he send his influence down;
His grace on fainting souls distills,
Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills.

5. The heathen lands, that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight.

6. The saints shall flourish in his days,
Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river from his throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

Magistrates warned.

[Ps. 82.

1. AMONG th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat; The God of heaven, as Judge, surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. 2. Why will ye, then, frame wicked laws! Or why support th' unrighteous cause? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more? 8. They know not, Lord, nor will they know; Dark are the ways in which they go; Their name of earthly gods is vain, For they shall fall and die like men. 4. Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod: He is our Judge, and he our God. 206.

Grace and Glory.

[Ps. 97. L

1. TH' Almighty reigns, exalted high
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.

2. O ye that love his holy name,
Hate every work of sin and shame:
He guards the souls of all his friends,
And from the snares of hell defends.

9:23

1. LORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove
My faith, my patience, and my love:
When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine.

2. Their hope and portion lie below,

"Tis all the happiness they know;
"Tis all they seek; they take their shares,
And leave the rest among their heirs.

3. What sinners value I resign;

Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine:
I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.

4. This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
When shall I wake and find me there?

5. O glorious hour! O blest abode!
I shall be near and like my God!
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.

6. My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Saviour's image rise.

1. SWEET is the work, my God, my King,
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing;
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.

2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest,
No mortal cares shall seize my breast;
O may my heart in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solemn sound.

3. My heart shall triumph in my Lord,
And bless his works, and bless his word;
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep thy counsels, how divine!

4. Fools never raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die;
Like grass they flourish, till thy breath
Blasts them in everlasting death.

5. But I shall share a glorious part,
When grace bath well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil to cheer thy head.

6. Sin, my worst enemy before,

Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes skall all be slain,
Nor Satan break my peace again.

7. Then shall I see, and hear, and know,
All I desired or wished below;
And every power find sweet employ.
In that eternal world of joy.

213.

Divine Protection.

1. Up to the hills I lift mine eyes,
Th' eternal hills beyond the skies;
Thence all her help my soul derives,
There my almighty refuge lives.

2. He lives-the everlasting God,

That built the world, that spread the flood;
The heavens with all their hosts he made,
And the dark regions of the dead.

3. He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day:
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps
The silent hours, while Israel sleeps.

4. Israel, a name divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber, nor surprise.

5. No sun shall smite thy head by day;
Nor the pale moon with sickly ray
Shall blast thy couch; no baleful star
Dart his malignant fire so far.

6. Should earth and hell with malice burn,
Still thou shalt go, and still return,
Safe in the Lord; his heavenly care
Defends thy life from every snare.

7. On thee foul spirits have no power;
And, in thy last departing hour,
Angels, that trace the airy road,
Shall bear thee homeward to thy God.

In holy pleasures pass away;
How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

1. THUS far the Lord has led me on;
Thus far his power prolongs my days;
And every evening shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2. Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,

He gives me strength for days to come.

3. I lay my body down to sleep;

Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.

4. Thus, when the night of death shall come,
My flesh shall rest beneath the ground,
And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb,
With sweet salvation in the sound.

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Longing after God.

[Ps. 63. i.

217.
1. GREAT God, indulge my humble claim,
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest:
The glories that compose thy name

Stand all engaged to make me blest.

2. Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my father and my God; And I am thine by sacred ties,

Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood.

8. With heart, and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look;
As travelers in thirsty lands

Pant for the cooling water-brook.

4. With early feet I love t'appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face:
Oft have I seen thy glory there,

And felt the power of sovereign grace.

5. Amid the wakeful hours of night,

When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 6. I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And spend the remnant of my days.