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PSALM 48. First Part. S. M. The Church is the honour and safety of a nation1 the Lord our God,

And let his praise be great ;
He makes his churches his abode,

His most delightful seat.
2 These temples of his grace,

How beautiful they stand !
The honour of our native place,

And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Zion God is known,

A refuge in distress :
How bright hath his salvation shone

Thro' all her palaces !
4 When Kings against her join'd,

And saw the Lord was there ;
In wild confusion of the mind

They fled with hasty fear.
5 When navies tall and proud

Attempt to spoil our peace,
He sends his tempests roaring loud,

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.
7 In ev'ry new distress,

We'll to his house repair :
We'll think upon his wond'rous grace,

And seck deliv'rance there.
PSALM 48. Second Part. S. M.

The worship and order of the Church.
AR as thy name is known,

The world declares thy praise :

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Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,

of honour raise. 2 With joy thy people stand

On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,

And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around

The city where we dwell, Compass and view thy holy ground,

And mark the building well ; 4 The orders of thy house,

The worship of thy court,
The cheerfuł songs, the solemn vows,

And make a fair report.
5 How decent and how wise !

How glorious to behold !
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,

And rites adorn’d with gold. 6 The God we worship now,

Will guide us till we die;
Will be our God while here below,

And ours above the sky.
PSALM 49. First Part. C. M.

The vanity of life and riches. 1

WHY doth the man of riches grow To see his wealth and honours flow

With ev'ry rising tide ? 2 Why doth he treat the

poor Made of the self-same clay ; And, boast as tho' his flesh were born

Of better dust than they ? 3 Not all his treasures can procure

His soul a short reprieve ;

with scorn,

Redeem from death one guilty hour,

Or make his brother live.
4 Life is a blessing can?t be sold,

The ransom is too high ;
Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold,

That man may never die..
5 He sees the brutish and the wise,

The tim'rous and the brave,
Quit their possessions, close their eyes,

And hasten to the grave.
6 Yet ’tis his inward thought and pride,

“ My house shall ever stand ;
“ And that my name may long abide,
“I'll give it to my land.”

l 7. Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost;.

How soon his mem'ry dies! His name is buried in the dust,

Where his own carcass lies.. 8 This is the folly of their way' ;.

And yet their sons, as vain, Approve the words their fathers say,

And act their works again.
9. Men void of wisdom and of grace,

If honour raise them high,
Live like the beasts, a thoughtless race,

And like the beasts they die.
10 Laid in the grave like silly sheep,

Death feeds upon them there ;
'Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep

In terror and despair.
PSALM 49. Second Part. C. M.

Dealh and the resurrection.
E sons of pride that hate the just,
And trample on the poor;

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When death hath brought you down to dust,

Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene;

When will that hour appear? When shall the just revive, and reign

O'er all that scorn'd them here! 3 God will my naked soul receive,

When sep’rate from the flesh; And break the prison of the grave,

To raise my bones afresh.
4 Heav'n is my everlasting home,

Th' inheritance is sure ;
Let men of pride their rage resume,
But I'll repine no more.
PSALM 50. First Part. C. M.

The last judgment.
SHE Lord, the Judge, before his throne

Bids the whole earth draw nigh;
The nations near the rising sun,

And near the western sky.
2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,

• Judgment will ne'er begin ;' No more abuse his long delay

To impudence and sin.
3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come,

Bright Aames prepare his way ;
Thunder and darkness, fire and storm

Lead on the dreadful day,
4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear,

Attending angels come ;
And earth and hell shall know and fear

His justice, and their doom.
5 “ But gather all my saints (he cries)

" That made their peace with God,

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By the Redeemer's sacrifice,

" And seal'd it with his blood. 6 « Their faith and works brought forth to light,

" Shall make the world confess
My sentence of reward is right,
" And heav'n adore my grace.'
PSALM 50. Second Part. C. M.

Obedience is better than sacrifice.
I THUS saith the Lord, “the spacious fields

66 And focks and herds are mine : «O'er all the cattle of the hills

“ I claim a right divine. 2 “ I ask no sheep for sacrifice,

" Nor bullocks burnt with fire'; “ To hope and love, to pray and praise,

“ Is all that I require. 3 Invoke my name when trouble's near,

My hand shall set thee free; “Then shall thy thankful lips declare

" The honour due to me. 4 " The man that offers humble praise,

“ Declares my glory best ; si And those that tread my holy ways,

“Shall my salvation taste. 5 " Not for the want of bullocks slain

6. Will I the world reprove : « Altars and rites and forms are vain,

« Without the fire of love.
6 “And what have hypocrites to do

“ To bring their sacrifice ?
They call my statutes just and true,

" But deal in theft and lies.
7 “Could you expect to 'scape my sight,

"And sin without control ?

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