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Rise for our help, rebuke the proud,
And all their pow’rs confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual shame,
Our Saviour and our God :
PSALM 45. First Part. L. M. The glory of Christ, and the power of his gospel. 1 OW be my heart inspir'd to sing
The glories of my Saviour King, Jesus the Lord; how heav’nly fair
His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race,
He shines with a superior grace ;
And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord !
Gird on the terror of thy sword!
With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart,
Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart ;
Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands :
Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 O God, thy God has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head,
PSALM 45. Second Part. L. M.
Christ and his Church.
HE King of saints how fair his face,
Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations with his love. 2 At his right hand our eyes behold
The queen array'd in purest gold :
Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne;
The idols of thy native state.
In thee, the fav’rite of his choice ;
For he's thy Maker and thy Lord.
To his fair palace in the skies;
Each, like a prince, in glory reign.
Let ev'ry age his praises spread ;
The safety of the church.
A present help when dangers press : On him for safety we relied,
And in his strength we will confide: 2 Tho' earth were from her centre tost,
And mountains in the ocean lost;
Or lofty hills from their abode,
Torn piece-meal by the roaring flood. 3 Let angry waves together rollid
Rage on with fury uncontrol'd ;
On God, who is our constant friend. 4 A gentler stream, that ever flows,
And joy to all around bestows,
The city where he's worshipp'd still. 5 God dwells in Zion, whose strong tow'rs,
Shall mock th' assault of earthly pow'rs ;
God creates peace.
Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise ; He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought,
And Jacob's God is still our aid :
What desolations he hath made !
He makes the noise of battles cease ;
He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear;
Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame :
5 "Be still, and learn that I am God,
« I'll be exalted o'er the lands;
“But still my throne in Zion stands.” 6 O Lord of hosts, Almighty King ;
While we so near thy presence dwell,
PSALM 47. C. M.
Christ ascending and reigning. 0
FOR a shout of sacred joy,
To God the sov’reign King ! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high;
His heav'nly guards around Attend him rising thro' the sky,
With trumpet's joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains : LO
the earth his honours sing;
Let knowledge lead the song ;
Upon a thoughtless tongue.
He lov'd that chosen race ;
And heathens taste his grace.
Here Abraham's God is known ; While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords
Submit before his throne,
PSALM 48. First Part. S. M. The Church is the honour and safety of a nation: 1 REAT is the Lord our God,
And let his praise be great;
His most delightful seat.
How beautiful they stand !
And bulwarks of our land.
A refuge in distress :
Thro' all her palaces !
And saw the Lord was there ;
They fled with hasty fear.
Attempt to spoil our peace,
And sinks them in the seas. 6 Oft have our fathers told;
Our eyes have often seen ; How well our God secures the fold,
Where his own sheep have been..
We'll to his house repair :
And seek deliv'rance there.
The worship and order of the Church.
The world declares thy praise :
| FAR as thy name is known,