,the ,psalms of ,david    ,imitated in  
the ,language of    ,the ,new ,testament
    ,and ,applied to    ,the ,christian 
,state and ,worship      ,by ,i4 ,watts 
,d4,d4      ,luke xxiv4 #dd  ,all things
 must be fulfilled which were written in
 the ,psalms  concerning me4    ,,heb4  
xi4 #cb1 #dj4  ,david1 ,samuel1 and the 
prophets -- that they without us should 
not be made perfect4      ,transcriber's
 ,note4    ,there are significant       
differences in the numerous reprints of 
,isaac ,watts' ,psalms4 ,the first      
generation of this ,project  ,gutenberg 
file was from an #ahah printing by ,c4  
,corrall of  #ch ,charing ,cross1       
,london4    ,the ,index and the ,table  
of ,first ,lines have been omitted for  
the following reasons3  #a4 ,they refer 
to page numbers that are here expunged2 
and  #b4 ,in this electronic version key
 words1 etc41 can be easily  located via
 searches4    ,separate numbers have    
been added to ,psalms that have more    
than  one part or version1 for example3 

,psalm #ea3a2 ,psalm #ea3b2 etc4        
,the ,life of ,isaac ,watts1 ,d4,d4     
by    ,dr4 ,johnson4      ,from his     
lives of the most eminent ,english      
,poets4      ,the ,poems of ,dr4 ,watts 
were by my recommendation inserted in   
the  late ,collection2 the readers of   
which are to impute to me whatever      
pleasure or weariness they may find in  
the perusal of ,blackmore1  ,watts1     
,pomfret1 and ,yealden4    ,,isaac      
,,watts was born ,july #ag1 #afgd1 at   
,southampton1 where his  father of the  
same name1 kept a boarding-school for   
young gentlemen1  though common report  
makes him a shoe-maker4 ,he appears1    
from the  narrative of ,dr4 ,gibbons1 to
 have been neither indigent nor         
illiterate4    ,isaac1 the eldest of    
nine children1 was given to books from  
his  infancy2 and began1 we are told1 to
 learn ,latin when he was four  years   
old1 ,i suppose at home4 ,he was        
afterwards taught ,latin1  ,greek1 and  
,hebrew1 by ,mr4 ,pinhorne1 a clergyman1

 master of the  freeschool at           
,southampton1 to whom the gratitude of  
his scholar  afterwards inscribed a     
,latin ode4    ,his proficiency at      
school was so conspicuous1 that a       
subscription  was proposed for his      
support at the ,university2 but he      
declared  his resolution to take his lot
 with the ,dissenters4 ,such he was1  as
 every ,christian ,church would rejoice 
to have adopted4    ,he therefore       
repaired in #afij to an academy taught  
by ,mr4 ,rowe1  where he had for his    
companions and fellow-students ,mr4     
,hughes  the poet1 and ,dr4 ,horte1     
afterwards ,archbishop of ,tuam4 ,some  
,latin  essays1 supposed to have been   
written as exercises at this academy1   
shew a degree of knowledge1 both        
philosophical and theological1  such as 
very few attain by a much longer course 
of study4    ,he was1 as he hints in his
 ,miscellanies1 a maker of verses from  
fifteen to fifty1 and in his youth he   
appears to have paid attention  to      

,latin poetry4 ,his verses to his       
brother1 in the glyconic  measure1      
written when he was seventeen1 are      
remarkably easy and  elegant4 ,some of  
his other odes are deformed by the      
,pindaric folly  then prevailing1 and   
are written with such neglect of all    
metrical  rules as is without example   
among the ancients2 but his diction1    
though perhaps not always exactly pure1 
has such copiousness and  splendour1 as 
shews that he was but at a very little  
distance  from excellence4    ,his      
method of study was to impress the      
contents of his books upon  his memory  
by abridging them1 and by interleaving  
them1 to amplify  one system with       
supplements from another4    ,with the  
congregation of his tutor ,mr4 ,rowe1   
who were1 ,i believe1  independents1 he 
communicated in his nineteenth year4    
,at the age of twenty he left the       
academy1 and spent two years in  study  
and devotion at the house of his father1
 who treated him  with great tenderness2

 and had the happiness1 indulged to few 
parents1 of living to see his son       
eminent for literature and  venerable   
for piety4    ,he was then entertained  
by ,sir ,john ,hartopp five years1 as   
domestic  tutor to his son3 and in that 
time particularly devoted himself  to   
the ,study of the ,holy ,scriptures2 and
 being chosen assistant  to ,dr4        
,chauncey1 preached the first time on   
the birth-day that  completed his       
twenty-fourth year2 probably considering
 that as  the day of a second nativity1 
by which he entered on a new period  of 
existence4    ,in about three years he  
succeeded ,dr4 ,chauncey2 but soon after
 his  entrance on his charge1 he was    
seized by a dangerous illness1 which    
sunk him to such weakness1 that the     
congregation thought an assistant       
necessary1 and appointed ,mr4 ,price4   
,his health then returned  gradually1   
and he performed his duty1 till 7#agab7 
he was seized  by a fever of such       
violence and continuance1 that from the 

feebleness  which it brought upon him1  
he never perfectly recovered4    ,this  
calamitous state made the compassion of 
his friends necessary1  and drew upon   
him the attention of ,sir ,thomas       
,abney1 who received  him into his      
house2 where with a constancy of        
friendship and  uniformity of conduct   
not often to be found1 he was treated   
for  thirty-six years with all the      
kindness that friendship could  prompt1 
and all the attention that respect could
 dictate4 ,sir  ,thomas died about eight
 years afterwards2 but he continued with
  the lady and her daughters to the end 
of his life4 ,the lady died  about a    
year after him4    ,a coalition like    
this1 a state in which the notions of   
patronage  ,and dependence were         
overpowered by the perception of        
reciprocal  benefits1 deserves a        
particular memorial2 and ,i will not    
withhold  from the reader ,dr4          
,gibbons's representation1 to which     
regard is  to be paid as to the         

narrative of one who writes what he     
knows1  and what is known likewise to   
multitudes besides4    ,our next        
observation shall be made upon that     
remarkably kind  providence which       
brought the doctor into ,sir ,thomas    
,abney's family1  and continued him     
there till his death1 a period of no    
less than  thirty-six years4 ,in the    
midst of his sacred labours for the     
glory  of ,god1 and good of his         
generation he is seized with a most     
violent  and threatening fever1 which   
leaves him oppressed with great         
weakness1 and puts a stop at least to   
his public services for four  years4 ,in
 this distressing season1 doubly so to  
his active and  pious spirit1 he is     
invited to ,sir ,thomas ,abney's family1
 nor ever  removes from it till he had  
finished his days4 ,here he enjoyed the 
uninterrupted demonstrations of the     
truest friendship4 ,here1 without  any  
care of his own1 he had everything which
 could contribute to  the enjoyment of  

life1 and favour the unwearied pursuits 
of his  studies4 ,here he dwelt in a    
family1 which1 for piety1 order1        
harmony1 and every virtue1 was an house 
of ,god4 ,here he had the  privilege of 
a country recess1 the fragrant bower1   
the spreading  lawn1 the flowery garden1
 and other advantages to sooth his mind 
and aid his restoration to health2 to   
yield him1 whenever he chose  them1 most
 grateful intervals from his laborious  
studies1 and  enable him to return to   
them with redoubled vigour and delight4 
,had it not been for this most happy    
event1 he might as to outward  view1    
have feebly1 it may be painfully1       
dragged on through many  more years of  
languor and inability for public        
service1 and even  for profitable study1
 or perhaps might have sunk into his    
grave  under the overwhelming load of   
infirmities1 in the midst of his  days2 
and thus the church and world would have
 been deprived of  those many excellent 
sermons and works which he drew up and  

published during his long residence in  
this family4 ,in a few years  after his 
coming hither1 ,sir ,thomas ,abney dies2
 but his amiable  consort survives1 who 
shows the ,doctor the same respect and  
friendship as before1 and most happily  
for him and great numbers  besides2 for1
 as her riches were great her generosity
 and munificence  were in full          
proportion2 her thread of life was drawn
 out to a  great age1 even beyond that  
of the ,doctor's2 and thus this         
excellent  man1 through her kindness1   
and that of her daughter1 the present   
,mrs4 ,elizabeth ,abney1 who in a like  
degree esteemed and honoured  him1      
enjoyed all the benefits and felicities 
he experienced at  his first entrance   
into this family1 till his days were    
numbered  and finished1 and1 like a     
shock of corn in its season1 he ascended
  into the regions of perfect and       
immortal life and joy4    ,if this      
quotation has appeared long1 let it be  
considered1 that  it comprises an       

account of six-and-thirty years1 and    
those the  years of ,dr4 ,watts4        
,from the time of his reception into    
this family1 his life was no  ,otherwise
 diversified than by successive         
publications4 ,the series  of his works 
,i am not able to deduce2 their number1 
and their  variety1 show the intenseness
 of his industry1 and the extent of  his
 capacity4    ,he was one of the first  
authors that taught the ,dissenters to  
court attention by the graces of        
language4 ,whatever they had among  them
 before1 whether of learning or         
acuteness1 was commonly obscured  and   
blunted by coarseness and inelegance of 
style4 ,he shewed them1  that zeal and  
purity might be expressed and enforced  
by polished  diction4    ,he continued  
to the end of his life the teacher of a 
congregation1  and no reader of his     
works can doubt his fidelity or         
diligence4 ,in  the pulpit1 though his  
low stature1 which very little exceeded 
five  feet1 graced him with no          

advantages of appearance1 yet the       
gravity  and propriety of his utterance 
made his discourses very efficacious4   
,i once mentioned the reputation which  
,mr4 ,foster had gained by his  proper  
delivery to my friend ,dr4 ,hawkesworth1
 who told me1 that  in the art of       
pronunciation he was far inferior to    
,dr4 ,watts4    ,such was his flow of   
thoughts1 and such his promptitude of   
language1  that in the latter part of   
his life he did not precompose his      
cursory sermons2 but having adjusted the
 heads1 and sketched  out some          
particulars1 trusted for success to his 
extemporary powers4    ,he did not      
endeavour to assist his eloquence by any
 gesticulations2  for1 as no corporeal  
actions have any correspondence with    
theological  truth1 he did not see how  
they could enforce it4    ,at the       
conclusion of weighty sentences he gave 
time1 by a short  pause1 for the proper 
impression4    ,to stated and public    
instruction1 he added familiar visits   

and  ,personal application1 and was     
careful to improve the opportunities    
which conversation offered of diffusing 
and increasing the influence  of        
religion4    ,by his natural temper he  
was quick of resentment2 but by his     
established and habitual practice1 he   
was gentle1 modest1 and  inoffensive4   
,his tenderness appeared in his         
attention to children1  and to the poor4
 ,to the poor1 while he lived in the    
family of his  friend1 he allowed the   
third part of his annual revenue1 though
  the whole was not a hundred a year2   
and for children1 he condescended  to   
lay aside the scholar1 the philosopher1 
and the wit1 to write  little poems of  
devotion1 and systems of instruction    
adapted to  their wants and capacities1 
from the dawn of reason through its     
gradations of advance in the morning of 
life4 ,every man1 acquainted  with the  
common principles of human action1 will 
look with veneration  on the writer who 
is at one time combating ,locke1 and at 

another  making a catechism for children
 in their fourth year4 ,a voluntary     
descent from the dignity of science is  
perhaps the hardest lesson  that        
humility can teach4    ,as his mind was 
capacious1 his curiosity excursive1 and 
his industry  continual1 his writings   
are very numerous1 and his subjects     
various4  ,with his theological works ,i
 am only enough acquainted to admire    
his meekness of opposition1 and his     
mildness of censure4 ,it was  not only  
in his book but in his mind that        
orthodoxy was united  with charity4     
,of his philosophical pieces1 his ,logic
 has been received into the             
universities1 and therefore wants no    
private recommendation3 if  he owes part
 of it to ,le ,clerc1 it must he        
considered that no man  who undertakes  
merely to methodize or illustrate a     
system1 pretends  to be its author4     
,in his metaphysical disquisitions1 it  
was observed by the late  learned ,dr4  
,dyer1 that he confounded the idea of   

space with that  of empty space1 and did
 not consider that though space might be
  without matter1 yet matter being      
extended1 could not be without  space4  
,few books have been perused by me with 
greater pleasure than his  ,improvement 
of the ,mind1 of which the radical      
principles may  indeed be found in      
,locke's ,conduct of the ,understanding1
 but  they are so expanded and ramified 
by ,watts1 as to confer upon him  the   
merit of a work in the highest degree   
useful and pleasing4  ,whoever has the  
care of instructing others1 may be      
charged with  deficience in his duty if 
this book is not recommended4    ,i have
 mentioned his treatises of ,theology as
 distinct from his  other productions3  
but the truth is1 that whatever he took 
in  hand was1 by his incessant          
solicitude for souls1 converted to      
,theology4 ,as piety predominated in his
 mind1 it is diffused over  his works3  
under his direction it may be truly     
said1 ,theologiae  ,philosophia         

ancillatur1 philosophy is subservient to
 evangelical  instruction2 it is        
difficult to read a page without        
learning1 or  at least wishing to be    
better4 ,the attention is caught by     
indirect  instruction1 and he that sat  
down only to reason1 is on a sudden     
compelled to pray4    ,it was therefore 
with great propriety that1 in #agbh1 he 
received  ,from ,edinburgh and ,aberdeen
 an unsolicited diploma1 by which he    
became a ,doctor of ,divinity4          
,academical honours would have more     
value1 if they were always bestowed with
 equal judgement4    ,he continued many 
years to study and to preach1 and to do 
good by  ,his instruction and example3  
till at last the infirmities of age     
disabled him from the more laborious    
part of his ministerial  functions1 and 
being no longer capable of public duty1 
he offered  to remit the salary         
appendant to it2 but his congregation   
would  not accept the resignation4      
,by degrees his weakness increased1 and 

at last confined him to  his chamber and
 his bed2 where he was worn gradually   
away without  pain1 till he expired1    
,nov4 #be1 #agdh1 in the seventy-fifth  
year  of his age4    ,few men have left 
behind such purity of character1 or such
 monuments  of laborious piety4 ,he has 
provided instruction for all ages1 from 
those who are lisping their first       
lessons1 to the enlightened readers  of 
,malbranche and ,locke2 he has left     
neither corporeal nor spiritual  nature 
unexamined2 he has taught the art of    
reasoning1 and the  science of the      
stars4    ,his character1 therefore1    
must be formed from the multiplicity    
and diversity of his attainments1 rather
 than from any single  performance2 for 
it would not be safe to claim for him   
the highest  rank in any single         
denomination of literary dignity2 yet   
perhaps  there was nothing in which he  
would not have excelled1 if he had  not 
divided his powers to different         
pursuits4    ,as a poet1 had he been    

only a poet1 he would probably have     
stood  high among the authors with whom 
he is now associated4 ,for his          
judgement was exact1 and he noted       
beauties and faults with very  nice     
discernment2 his imagination1 as the    
,dacian ,battle proves1  was vigorous   
and active1 and the stores of knowledge 
were large  by which his fancy was to be
 supplied4 ,his ear was well-tuned1 and 
his diction was elegant and copious4    
,but his devotional poetry is1  like    
that of others1 unsatisfactory4 ,the    
paucity of its topics  enforces         
perpetual repetition1 and the sanctity  
of the matter  rejects the ornaments of 
figurative diction4 ,it is sufficient   
for ,watts to have done better than     
others what no man has done  well4      
,his poems on other subjects seldom rise
 higher than might be  expected from the
 amusements of a ,man of ,letters1 and  
have different  degrees of value as they
 are more or less laboured1 or as the   
occasion was more or less favourable to 

invention4    ,he writes too often      
without regular measures1 and too often 
in  blank verse2 the rhymes are not     
always sufficiently correspondent4  ,he 
is particularly unhappy in coining names
 expressive of characters4  ,his lines  
are commonly smooth and easy1 and his   
thoughts always  religiously pure2 but  
who is there that1 to so much piety and 
innocence1 does not wish for a greater  
measure of sprightliness  and vigour8   
,he is at least one of the few poets    
with whom youth  and ignorance may be   
safely pleased2 and happy will be that  
reader  whose mind is disposed by his   
verses1 or his prose1 to imitate him  in
 all but his non-conformity1 to copy his
 benevolence to man1 and  his reverence 
to ,god4        ,,preface4    ,,the     
following extract from the ,doctor's    
,preface1 as it contains  the plan of   
his version of the ,psalms1 may be found
 useful3    ,i come therefore to explain
 my own design1 which is this1 ,to      
accommodate the book of ,psalms to      

,christian worship4 ,and in order  to do
 this1 it is necessary to divest ,david 
and ,asaph1 c4 of every  other character
 but that of a psalmist and a saint1 and
 to make  them always speak the common  
sense1 and language of a ,christian4    
,attempting the work with this view1 ,i 
have entirely omitted several  whole    
psalms1 and large pieces of many others2
 and have chosen out  of all of them1   
such parts only as might easily and     
naturally be  accommodated to the       
various occasions of the ,christian     
life1 or  at least might afford us some 
beautiful allusion to ,christian        
affairs4 ,these ,i have copied and      
explained in the general style  of the  
gospel2 nor have ,i confined my         
expressions to any particular  party or 
opinion2 that in words prepared for     
public worship1 and  for the lips of    
multitudes1 there might not be a        
syllable offensive  to sincere          
,christians1 whose judgments may differ 
in the lesser  matters of religion4     

,where the ,psalmist uses sharp         
invectives against his personal         
enemies1 ,i have endeavoured to turn the
 edge of them against our  spiritual    
adversaries1 sin1 ,satan1 and           
temptation4 ,where the  flights of his  
faith and love are sublime1 ,i have     
often sunk the  expressions within the  
reach of an ordinary ,christian3 where  
the  words imply some peculiar wants or 
distresses1 joys1 or blessings1  ,i have
 used words of greater latitude and     
comprehension1 suited  to the general   
circumstances of men4    ,where the     
original runs in the form of prophecy   
concerning ,christ  and his salvation1  
,i have given an historical turn to the 
sense3  there is no necessity that we   
should always sing in the obscure  and  
doubtful style of prediction1 when the  
things foretold are  brought into open  
light by a full accomplishment4 ,where  
the writers  of the ,new ,testament have
 cited or alluded to any part the       
,psalms1  ,i have often indulged the    

liberty of paraphrase1 according to the 
words of ,christ1 or his ,apostles4 ,and
 surely this may be esteemed  the word  
of ,god still1 though borrowed from     
several parts of the  ,holy ,scripture4 
,where the ,psalmist describes religion 
by the fear  of ,god1 ,i have often     
joined faith and love to it4 ,where he  
speaks of the pardon of sin1 through the
 mercies of ,god1 ,i have  added the    
merits of a ,saviour4 ,where he talks of
 sacrificing goats  or bullocks1 ,i     
rather chuse to mention the sacrifice of
 ,christ1  the ,lamb of ,god4 ,when he  
attends the ark with shouting into      
,zion1  ,i sing the ascension of my     
,saviour into heaven1 or his presence   
in his church on earth4 ,where he       
promises abundance of wealth1  honour1  
and long life1 ,i have changed some of  
these typical  blessings for grace1     
glory1 and life eternal1 which are      
brought  to light by the gospel1 and    
promised in the ,new ,testament4 ,and ,i
  am fully satisfied1 that more honor is

 done to our blessed ,saviour1  by      
speaking his name1 his graces1 and      
actions1 in his own language1  according
 to the brighter discoveries he hath now
 made1 than by  going back again to the 
,jewish forms of worship1 and the       
language  of types and figures4      ,of
 chusing or finding the ,psalm4    ,by  
consulting the ,index at the end1 any   
one may find hymns very  proper for many
 occasions of the ,christian life and   
worship2 though  no copy of ,david's    
,psalter can provide for all1 as ,i have
 shewn in  the ,preface to the large    
edition4    ,or1 if he remembers the    
first line of any ,psalm1 the ,table of 
the  first lines will direct where to   
find it4    ,,note3 the ,index and the  
,table of ,first ,lines are omitted from
  this ,project ,gutenberg electronic   
version4      ,of singing in course4    
,if any shall think it best to sing the 
,psalms in order in churches  or        
families1 it may be done with profit1   
provided those ,psalms be  omitted that 

refer to special occurrences of nations1
 churches1  or single ,christians4      
,of dividing the ,psalms4    ,if the    
,psalm be too long for the time or      
custom of singing1 there  are pauses in 
many of them at which you may properly  
rest2 or you  may leave out those verses
 which are inclued with crotchets  1    
without disturbing the sense3 or1 in    
some places you may begin to  sing at   
the pause4          ,,the ,psalms of    
,david1  ,in ,metre4      ,psalm #a3a4  
,common ,metre1  ,the way and end of the
 righteous and the wicked4    #a ,blest 
is the man who shuns the place  ,where  
sinners love to meet2  ,who fears to    
tread their wicked ways1  ,and hates the
 scoffer's seat3    #b ,but in the      
statutes of the ,lord  ,has plac'd his  
chief delight2  ,by day he reads or     
hears the word1  ,and meditates by      
night4    #c ,he like a plant of        
generous kind1  ,by living waters set1  
,safe from the storms and blasting wind1
  ,enjoys a peaceful state4    #d ,green

 as the leaf and ever fair  ,shall his  
profession shine1  ,while fruits of     
holiness appear  ,like clusters on the  
vine4    #e ,not so the impious and     
unjust2  ,what vain designs they form6  
,their hopes are blown away like dust1  
,or chaff before the storm4    #f       
,sinners in judgment shall not stand    
,amongst the sons of grace1  ,when      
,christ the ,judge1 at his right hand1  
,appoints his saints a place4    #g ,his
 eye beholds the path they tread1  ,his 
heart approves it well2  ,but crooked   
ways of sinners lead  ,down to the gates
 of hell4      ,psalm #a3b4 ,s4 ,m4     
,the saint happy1 the sinner miserable4 
#a ,the man is ever blest  ,who shuns   
the sinner's ways1  ,among their        
counsels never stands1  ,nor takes the  
scorner's place2    #b ,but makes the   
,law of ,god  ,his study and delight1   
,amidst the labours of the day1  ,and   
watches of the night4    #c ,he like a  
tree shall thrive1  ,with waters near   
the root3  ,fresh as the leaf his name  

shall live1  ,his works are heavenly    
fruit4    #d ,not so th' ungodly race1  
,they no such blessings find2  ,their   
hopes shall flee like empty chaff       
,before the driving wind4    #e ,how    
will they bear to stand  ,before that   
judgment-seat1  ,where all the saints at
 ,christ's right hand  ,in full assembly
 meet8    #f ,he knows1 and he approves 
,the way the righteous go2  ,but sinners
 and their works shall meet  ,a dreadful
 overthrow4      ,psalm #a3c4 ,l4 ,m4   
,the difference between the righteous   
and the wicked4    #a ,happy the man    
whose cautious feet  ,shun the broad way
 that sinners go1  ,who hates the place 
where atheists meet1  ,and fears to talk
 as scoffers do4    #b ,he loves t'     
employ his morning light  ,amongst the  
statutes of the ,lord3  ,and spends the 
wakeful hours at night1  ,with pleasure 
pondering o'er the word4    #c ,he like 
a plant by gentle streams1  ,shall      
flourish in immortal green2  ,and heaven
 will shine with kindest beams  ,on     

every work his hands begin4    #d ,but  
sinners find their counsels crost2  ,as 
chaff before the tempest flies1  ,so    
shall their hopes be blown and lost1    
,when the last trumpet shakes the skies4
    #e ,in vain the rebel seeks to stand
  ,in judgment with the pious race2     
,the dreadful ,judge with stern command 
,divides him to a different place4    #f
 ,straight is the way my saints have    
trod1  ,i blest the path and drew it    
plain2  ,but you would choose the       
crooked road1  ,and down it leads to    
endless pain4      ,psalm #b3a4 ,s4 ,m4 
,translated according to the divine     
pattern1  ,acts iv4 #bd c4    ,christ   
dying1 rising1 interceding1 and         
reigning4    #a ,maker and sovereign    
,lord  ,of heaven1 and earth1 and seas1 
,thy providence confirms thy word1  ,and
 answers thy decrees4    #b ,the things 
so long foretold  ,by ,david are        
fulfill'd1  ,when ,jews and ,gentiles   
join to slay  ,jesus1 thine holy child4 
#c ,why did the ,gentiles rage1  ,and   

,jews with one accord  ,bend all their  
counsels to destroy  ,th' anointed of   
the ,lord8    #d ,rulers and kings agree
  ,to form a vain design2  ,against the 
,lord their powers unite1  ,against his 
,christ they join4    #e ,the ,lord     
derides their rage1  ,and will support  
his throne2  ,he that hath rais'd him   
from the dead  ,hath own'd him for his  
,son4    ,,pause4    #f ,now he's       
ascended high1  ,and asks to rule the   
earth2  ,the merit of his blood be      
pleads1  ,and pleads his heavenly birth4
    #g ,he asks1 and ,god bestows  ,a   
large inheritance2  ,far as the world's 
remotest ends  ,his kingdom shall       
advance4    #h ,the nations that rebel  
,must feel his iron rod2  ,he'll        
vindicate those honours well  ,which he 
receiv'd from ,god4    #i ,be wise1 ye  
rulers1 now1  ,and worship at his       
throne2  ,with trembling joy1 ye people1
 bow  ,to ,god's exalted ,son4    #aj   
,if once his wrath arise1  ,ye perish on
 the place2  ,then blessed is the soul  

that flies  ,for refuge to his grace4   
,psalm #b3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the same4    #a  
,why did the nations join to slay  ,the 
,lord's anointed ,son8  ,why did they   
cast his laws away1  ,and tread his     
gospel down8    #b ,the ,lord that sits 
above the skies1  ,derides their rage   
below1  ,he speaks with vengeance in his
 eyes1  ,and strikes their spirits      
thro'4    #c ,i call him my ,eternal    
,son1  ,and raise him from the dead2  ,i
 make my holy hill his throne1  ,and    
wide his kingdom spread4    #d ,ask me1 
my ,son1 and then enjoy  ,the utmost    
heathen lands3  ,thy rod of iron shall  
destroy  ,the rebel that withstands4    
#e ,be wise1 ye rulers of the earth1    
,obey th' anointed ,lord1  ,adore the   
king of heavenly birth1  ,and tremble at
 his word4    #f ,with humble love      
address his throne1  ,for if he frown ye
 die2  ,those are secure1 and those     
alone1  ,who on his grace rely4         
,psalm #b3c4 ,l4 ,m4  ,christ's death1  
resurrection1 and ascension4    #a ,why 

did the ,jews proclaim their rage8  ,the
 ,romans why their swords employ8       
,against the ,lord their powers engage  
,his dear anointed to destroy8    #b    
,come1 let us break his bands1 they say1
  ,this man shall never give us laws 2  
,and thus they cast his yoke away1  ,and
 nail'd the monarch to the cross4    #c 
,but ,god1 who high in glory reigns1    
,laughs at their pride1 their rage      
controls2  ,he'll vex their hearts with 
inward pains1  ,and speak in thunder to 
their souls4    #d ,i will maintain the 
,king ,i made  ,on ,zion's everlasting  
hill1  ,my hand shall bring him from the
 dead1  ,and he shall stand your        
sovereign still4    #e ,his wondrous    
rising from the earth  ,makes his       
eternal ,godhead known6  ,the ,lord     
declares his heavenly birth1  ,this day 
have ,i begot my ,son4    #f ,ascend1 my
 ,son1 to my right hand1  ,there thou   
shalt ask1 and ,i bestow  ,the utmost   
bounds of heathen lands2  ,to thee the  
northern isles shall bow4    #g ,but    

nations that resist his grace  ,shall   
fall beneath his iron stroke2  ,his rod 
shall crush his foes with ease  ,as     
potters' earthen work is broke4         
,,pause4    #h ,now1 ye that sit on     
earthly thrones1  ,be wise1 and serve   
the ,lord1 the ,lamb2  at his feet      
submit your crowns1  ,rejoice and       
tremble at his name4    #i ,with humble 
love address the ,son1  ,lest he grow   
angry and ye die2  ,his wrath will burn 
to worlds unknown  ,if ye provoke his   
jealousy4    #aj ,his storms shall drive
 you quick to hell3  ,he is a ,god1 and 
ye but dust3  ,happy the souls that know
 him well1  ,and make his grace their   
only trust4      ,psalm #c3a4 ,c4 ,m4   
,doubts and fears supprest2 or1 ,god    
our defence from sin and ,satan4    #a  
,my ,god1 how many are my fears6  ,how  
fast my foes increase6  ,conspiring my  
eternal death1  ,they break my present  
peace4    #b ,the lying tempter would   
persuade  ,there's no relief in heaven2 
,and all my swelling sins appear  ,too  

big to be forgiven4    #c ,but thou1 my 
glory and my strength1  ,shalt on the   
tempter tread1  ,shalt silence all my   
threatening guilt1  ,and raise my       
drooping head4    #d ,i cry'd1 and from 
his holy hill  ,he bow'd a listening    
ear1  ,i call'd my ,father1 and my ,god1
  ,and he subdu'd my fear4    #e ,he    
shed soft slumbers on mine eyes1  ,in   
spite of all my foes2  ,i woke1 and     
wonder'd at the grace  ,that guarded my 
repose4    #f ,what though the hosts of 
death and hell  ,all arm'd against me   
stood1  ,terrors no more shall shake my 
soul1  ,my refuge is my ,god4    #g     
,arise1 ,o ,lord1 fulfil thy grace1     
,while ,i thy glory sing3  ,my ,god has 
broke the serpent's teeth1  ,and death  
has lost his sting4    #h ,salvation to 
the ,lord belongs1  ,his arm alone can  
save2  ,blessings attend thy people     
here1  ,and reach beyond the grave4     
,psalm #c3b4 #a #b #c #d #e #h4 ,l4 ,m4 
,a morning ,psalm4    #a ,o ,lord1 how  
many are my foes1  ,in this weak state  

of flesh and blood6  ,my peace they     
daily discompose1  ,but my defence and  
hope is ,god4    #b ,tir'd with the     
burdens of the day1  ,to thee ,i rais'd 
an evening cry2  ,thou heardst when ,i  
began to pray1  ,and thine almighty help
 was nigh4    #c ,supported by thine    
heavenly aid1  ,i laid me down and slept
 secure2  ,not death should make my     
heart afraid1  ,tho' ,i should wake and 
rise no more4    #d ,but ,god sustain'd 
me all the night2  ,salvation doth to   
,god belong2  ,he rais'd my head to see 
the light1  ,and make his praise my     
morning song4      ,psalm #d3a4 #a #b #c
 #e #f #g4 ,l4 ,m4  ,hearing prayer2 or1
 ,god our  portion1 and ,christ our     
hope4    #a ,o ,god of grace and        
righteousness1  ,hear and attend when ,i
 complain2  ,thou hast enlarg'd me in   
distress1  ,bow down a gracious ear     
again4    #b ,ye sons of men1 in vain ye
 try  ,to turn my glory into shame2     
,how long will scoffers love to lie1    
,and dare reproach my ,saviour's name6  

#c ,know that the ,lord divides his     
saints  ,from all the tribes of men     
beside2  ,he hears the cry of penitents 
,for the dear sake of ,christ that dy'd4
    #d ,when our obedient hands have    
done  ,a thousand works of              
righteousness1  ,we put our trust in    
,god alone1  ,and glory in his pardoning
 grace4    #e ,let the unthinking many  
say1  ,who will bestow some earthly     
good8  ,but1 ,lord1 thy light and love  
we pray1  ,our souls desire this        
heavenly food4    #f ,then shall my     
cheerful powers rejoice  ,at grace and  
favour so divine2  ,nor will ,i change  
my happy choice  ,for all their corn and
 all their wine4      ,psalm #d3b4 #c #d
 #e #h4 ,c4 ,m4  ,an evening ,psalm4    
#a ,lord1 thou wilt hear me when ,i pray
  ,i am for ever thine3  ,i fear before 
thee all the day1  ,nor would ,i dare to
 sin4    #b ,and while ,i rest my weary 
head  ,from cares and business free1    
',tis sweet conversing on my bed  ,with 
my own heart and thee4    #c ,i pay this

 evening sacrifice2  ,and when my work  
is done1  ,great ,god1 my faith and hope
 relies  ,upon thy grace alone4    #d   
,thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace
  ,i'll give mine eyes to sleep2  ,thy  
hand in safety keeps my days1  ,and will
 my slumbers keep4      ,psalm #e4  ,for
 the ,lord's day morning4    #a ,lord1  
in the morning thou shalt hear  ,my     
voice ascending high2  ,to thee will ,i 
direct my prayer1  ,to thee lift up mine
 eye2    #b ,up to the hills where      
,christ is gone  ,to plead for all his  
saints1  ,presenting at his ,father's   
throne  ,our songs and our complaints4  
#c ,thou art a ,god before whose sight  
,the wicked shall not stand2  ,sinners  
shall ne'er be thy delight1  ,nor dwell 
at thy right hand4    #d ,but to thy    
house will ,i resort1  ,to taste thy    
mercies there2  ,i will frequent thine  
holy court1  ,and worship in thy fear4  
#e ,o may thy ,spirit guide my feet  ,in
 ways of righteousness6  ,make every    
path of duty straight  ,and plain before

 my face4    ,,pause4    #f ,my watchful
 enemies combine  ,to tempt my feet     
astray2  ,they flatter with a base      
design  ,to make my soul their prey4    
#g ,lord1 crush the serpent in the dust1
  ,and all his plots destroy2  ,while   
those that in thy mercy trust  ,for ever
 shout for joy4    #h ,the men that love
 and fear thy name  ,shall see their    
hopes fulfill'd2  ,the mighty ,god will 
compass them  ,with favour as a shield4 
,psalm #f3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,complaint in     
sickness2  or1 diseases healed4    #a   
,in anger1 ,lord1 rebuke me not1        
,withdraw the dreadful storm2  ,nor let 
thy fury grow so hot  ,against a feeble 
worm4    #b ,my soul's bow'd down with  
heavy cares1  ,my flesh with pain       
oppress'd2  ,my couch is witness to my  
tears1  ,my tears forbid my rest4    #c 
,sorrow and pain wear out my days2  ,i  
waste the night with cries1  ,counting  
the minutes as they pass1  ,till the    
slow morning rise4    #d ,shall ,i be   
still tormented more8  ,mine eye        

consum'd with grief8  ,how long1 my     
,god1 how long before  ,thine hand      
afford relief8    #e ,he hears when dust
 and ashes speak1  ,he pities all our   
groans1  ,he saves us for his mercy's   
sake  ,and heals our broken bones4    #f
 ,the virtue of his sovereign word      
,restores our fainting breath2  ,for    
silent graves praise not the ,lord1     
,nor is he known in death4      ,psalm  
#f3b4 ,l4 ,m4  ,temptations in sickness 
overcome4    #a ,lord1 ,i can suffer thy
 rebukes1  ,when thou with kindness dost
 chastise  ,but thy fierce wrath ,i     
cannot bear1  ,o let it not against me  
rise6    #b ,pity my languishing estate1
  ,and ease the sorrows that ,i feel2   
,the wounds thine heavy hand hath made1 
,o let thy gentler touches heal4    #c  
,see how ,i pass my weary days  ,in     
sighs and groans2 and when 'tis night   
,my bed is water'd with my tears2  ,my  
grief consumes and dims my sight4    #d 
,look how the powers of nature mourn6   
,how long1 almighty ,god1 how long8     

,when shall thine hour of grace return8 
,when shall ,i make thy grace my song8  
#e ,i feel my flesh so near the grave1  
,my thoughts are tempted to despair2    
,but graves can never praise the ,lord1 
,for all is dust and silence there4     
#f ,depart1 ye tempters1 from my soul1  
,and all despairing thoughts depart2    
,my ,god1 who hears my humble moan1     
,will ease my flesh1 and cheer my heart4
      ,psalm #g4  ,god's care of his    
people and  punishment of persecutors4  
#a ,my trust is in my heavenly ,friend1 
,my hope in thee1 my ,god2  ,rise and my
 helpless life defend  ,from those that 
seek my blood4    #b ,with insolence and
 fury they  ,my soul in pieces tear1    
,as hungry lions rend the prey  ,when no
 deliverer's near4    #c ,if ,i had e'er
 provok'd them first1  ,or once abus'd  
my foe1  ,then let him tread my life to 
dust1  ,and lay mine honour low4    #d  
,if there be malice found in me1  ,i    
know thy piercing eyes2  ,i should not  
dare appeal to thee1  ,nor ask my ,god  

to rise4    #e ,arise1 my ,god1 lift up 
thy hand1  ,their pride and power       
control2  ,awake to judgment and command
  ,deliverance for my soul4    ,,pause4 
#f ,let sinners and their wicked rage   
,be humbled to the dust2  ,shall not the
 ,god of truth engage  ,to vindicate the
 just8    #g ,he knows the heart1 he    
tries the reins1  ,he will defend th'   
upright3  ,his sharpest arrows he       
ordains  ,against the sons of spite4    
#h ,for me their malice digg'd a pit1   
,but there themselves are cast2  ,my    
,god makes all their mischief light  ,on
 their own heads at last4    #i ,that   
cruel persecuting race  ,must feel his  
dreadful sword2  ,awake1 my soul1 and   
praise the grace  ,and justice of the   
,lord4      ,psalm #h3a4 ,s4 ,m4  ,god's
 sovereignty and goodness2 and  man's   
dominion over the creatures4    #a ,o   
,lord1 our heavenly ,king1  ,thy name is
 all divine2  ,thy glories round the    
earth are spread1  ,and o'er the heavens
 they shine4    #b ,when to thy works on

 high  ,i raise my wondering eyes1  ,and
 see the moon complete in light  ,adorn 
the darksome skies3    #c ,when ,i      
survey the stars1  ,and all their       
shining forms1  ,lord1 what is man1 that
 worthless thing1  ,akin to dust and    
worms8    #d ,lord1 what is worthless   
man1  ,that thou shouldst love him so8  
,next to thine angels he is plac'd1     
,and lord of all below4    #e ,thine    
honours crown his head1  ,while beasts  
like slaves obey1  ,and birds that cut  
the air with wings1  ,and fish that     
cleave the sea4    #f ,how rich thy     
bounties are6  ,and wondrous are thy    
ways3  ,of dust and worms thy power can 
frame  ,a monument of praise4    #g ,out
 of the mouths of babes  ,and sucklings 
thou canst draw  ,surprising honours to 
thy name1  ,and strike the world with   
awe4    #h ,o ,lord1 our heavenly ,king1
  ,thy name is all divine3  ,thy glories
 round the earth are spread1  ,and o'er 
the heavens they shine4      ,psalm     
#h3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,christ's condescension  

and  glorification2 or1 ,god made man4  
#a ,o ,lord1 our ,lord1 how wondrous    
great  ,is thine exalted name6  ,the    
glories of thy heavenly state  ,let men 
and babes proclaim4    #b ,when ,i      
behold thy works on high1  ,the moon    
that rules the night1  ,and stars that  
well adorn the sky1  ,those moving      
worlds of light2    #c ,lord1 what is   
man1 or all his race1  ,who dwells so   
far below1  ,that thou shouldst visit   
him with grace1  ,and love his nature   
so8    #d ,that thine eternal ,son      
should bear  ,to take a mortal form1    
,made lower than his angels are1  ,to   
save a dying worm6    #e ,yet while he  
liv'd on earth unknown1  ,and men would 
not adore1  ,th' obedient seas and      
fishes own  ,his ,godhead and his power4
    #f ,the waves lay spread beneath his
 feet2  ,and fish1 at his command1      
,bring their large shoals to ,peter's   
net1  ,bring tribute to his hand4    #g 
,these lesser glories of the ,son       
,shone thro' the fleshly cloud2  ,now we

 behold him on his throne1  ,and men    
confess him ,god4    #h ,let him be     
crown'd with majesty1  ,who bow'd his   
head to death2  ,and be his honours     
sounded high1  ,by all things that have 
breath4    #i ,jesus1 our ,lord1 how    
wondrous great  ,is thine exalted name6 
,the glories of thy heavenly state  ,let
 the whole earth proclaim4      ,psalm  
#h3c4 #a #b4 paraphrased4  ,first ,part4
 ,l4 ,m4  ,the ,hosanna of the children2
  or1 ,infants praising ,god4    #a     
,almighty ,ruler of the skies1  ,thro'  
the wide earth thy name is spread1  ,and
 thine eternal glories rise  ,o'er all  
the heavens thy hands have made4    #b  
,to thee the voices of the young  ,a    
monument of honour raise2  ,and babes1  
with uninstructed tongue1  ,declare the 
wonders of thy praise4    #c ,thy power 
assists their tender age  ,to bring     
proud rebels to the ground1  ,to still  
the bold blasphemer's rage1  ,and all   
their policies confound4    #d ,children
 amidst thy temple throng  ,to see their

 great ,redeemer's face2  ,the ,son of  
,david is their song1  ,and young       
hosannas fill the place4    #c ,the     
frowning scribes and angry priests  ,in 
vain their impious cavils bring2        
,revenge sits silent in their breasts1  
,while ,jewish babes proclaim their     
king4      ,psalm #h3d4 #c c4           
paraphrased4  ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4    
,adam and ,christ1 lords of  the old and
 the new creation4    #a ,lord1 what was
 man1 when made at first1  ,adam the    
offspring of the dust1  ,that thou      
shouldst set him and his race  ,but just
 below an angel's place8    #b ,that    
thou shouldst raise his nature so  ,and 
make him lord of all below2  ,make every
 beast and bird submit1  ,and lay the   
fishes at his feet8    #c ,but ,o1 what 
brighter glories wait  ,to crown the    
second ,adam's state6  ,what honours    
shall thy ,son adorn  ,who condescended 
to be born6    #d ,see him below his    
angels made1  ,see him in dust amongst  
the dead1  ,to save a ruin'd world from 

sin2  ,but he shall reign with power    
divine4    #e ,the world to come1       
redeem'd from all  ,the miseries that   
attend the fall1  ,new made1 and        
glorious1 shall submit  ,at our exalted 
,saviour's feet4      ,psalm #i3a4      
,first ,part4  ,wrath and mercy from the
 judgment-seat4    #a ,with my whole    
heart ,i'll raise my song1  ,thy wonders
 ,i'll proclaim2  ,thou sov'reign judge 
of right and wrong  ,wilt put my foes to
 shame4    #b ,i'll sing thy majesty and
 grace2  ,my ,god prepares his throne   
,to judge the world in righteousness    
,and make his vengeance known4    #c    
,then shall the ,lord a refuge prove    
,for all the poor opprest1  ,to save the
 people of his love1  ,and give the     
weary rest4    #d ,the men1 that know   
thy name will trust  ,in thy abundant   
grace2  ,for thou hast ne'er forsook the
 just1  ,who humbly seek thy face4    #e
 ,sing praises to the righteous ,lord1  
,who dwells on ,zion's hill1  ,who      
executes his threatening word1  ,and    

doth his grace fulfil4      ,psalm #i3b4
 #aj4 ,second ,part4  ,the wisdom and   
equity of providence4    #a ,when the   
great ,judge1 supreme and just1  ,shall 
once inquire for blood1  ,the humble    
souls1 that mourn in dust1  ,shall find 
a faithful ,god4    #b ,he from the     
dreadful gates of death  ,does his own  
children raise3  ,in ,zion's gates1 with
 cheerful breath1  ,they sing their     
,father's praise4    #c ,his foes shall 
fail with heedless feet  ,into the pit  
they made2  ,and sinners perish in the  
net  ,that their own hands had spread4  
#d ,thus by thy judgments1 mighty ,god6 
,are thy deep counsels known2  ,when men
 of mischief are destroy'd1  ,the snare 
must be their own4    ,,pause4    #e    
,the wicked shall sink down to hell2    
,thy wrath devour the lands  ,that dare 
forget thee1 or rebel  ,against thy     
known commands4    #f ,tho' saints to   
sore distress are brought1  ,and wait   
and long complain1  ,their cries shall  
not be still forgot1  ,nor shall their  

hopes be vain4    #g ,rise1 great       
,redeemer1 from thy seat1  ,to judge and
 save the poor2  ,let nations tremble at
 thy feet1  ,and man prevail no more4   
#h ,thy thunder shall affright the      
proud1  ,and put their hearts to pain1  
,make them confess that thou art ,god1  
,and they but feeble men4      ,psalm   
#aj4  ,prayer heard1 and saints saved2  
or1 ,pride1  atheism1 and oppression    
punished4    ,for a humiliation day4    
#a ,why doth the ,lord stand off so far1
  ,and why conceal his face1  ,when     
great calamities appear1  ,and times of 
deep distress8    #b ,lord1 shall the   
wicked still deride  ,thy justice and   
thy pow'r8  ,shall they advance their   
heads in pride1  ,and still thy saints  
devour8    #c ,they put thy judgments   
from their sight1  ,and then insult the 
poor2  ,they boast in their exalted     
height  ,that they shall fall no more4  
#d ,arise1 ,o ,god1 lift up thine hand1 
,attend our humble cry2  ,no enemy shall
 dare to stand  ,when ,god ascends on   

high4    ,,pause4    #e ,why do the men 
of malice rage1  ,and say with foolish  
pride1  ,the ,god of heaven will ne'er  
engage  ,to fight on ,zion's side8    #f
 ,but thou for ever art our ,lord2  ,and
 pow'rful is thine hand1  ,as when the  
heathens felt thy sword1  ,and perish'd 
from thy land4    #g ,thou wilt prepare 
our hearts to pray1  ,and cause thine   
ear to hear2  ,he hearkens what his     
children say1  ,and puts the world in   
fear4    #h ,proud tyrants shall no more
 oppress1  ,no more despise the just2   
,and mighty sinners shall confess  ,they
 are but earth and dust4      ,psalm    
#aa4  ,god loves the righteous and hates
 the wicked4    #a ,my refuge is the    
,god of love2  ,why do my foes insult   
and cry1  ,fly like a timorous trembling
 dove1  ,to distant woods or mountains  
fly8    #b ,if government be all        
destroy'd  7,that firm foundation of our
 peace7  ,and violence make justice     
void1  ,where shall the righteous seek  
redress8    #c ,the ,lord in heaven has 

fix'd his throne1  ,his eye surveys the 
world below2  ,to him all mortal things 
are known1  ,his eyelids search our     
spirits thro'4    #d ,if he afflicts his
 saints so far  ,to prove their love1   
and try their grace1  ,what may the bold
 transgressors fear8  ,his very soul    
abhors their ways4    #e ,on impious    
wretches he shall rain  ,tempests of    
brimstone1 fire1 and death1  ,such as he
 kindled on the plain  ,of ,sodom with  
his angry breath4    #f ,the righteous  
,lord loves righteous souls1  ,whose    
thoughts and actions are sincere2  ,and 
with a gracious eye beholds  ,the men   
that his own image bear4      ,psalm    
#ab3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the saint's safety and 
hope in evil times2  or1 ,sins of the   
tongue complained of1  viz1 blasphemy1  
falsehood1 c4    #a ,lord1 if thou dost 
not soon appear1  ,virtue and truth will
 fly away2  ,a faithful man1 amongst us 
here1  ,will scarce be found if thou    
delay4    #b ,the whole discourse1 when 
neighbours meet1  ,is fill'd with       

trifles loose and vain2  ,their lips are
 flattery and deceit1  ,and their proud 
language is profane4    #c ,but lips1   
that with deceit abound1  ,shall not    
maintain their triumph long2  ,the ,god 
of vengeance will confound  ,the        
flattering and blaspheming tongue4    #d
 ,yet shall our words be free1 they cry1
  ,our tongue shall be controll'd by    
none3  ,where is the ,lord will ask us  
why8  ,or say1 our lips are not our own8
    #e ,the ,lord who sees the poor     
opprest1  ,and hears th' oppressor's    
haughty strain1  ,will rise to give his 
children rest1  ,nor shall they trust   
his word in vain4    #f ,thy word1 ,o   
,lord1 tho' often try'd1  ,void of      
deceit shall still appear  ,not silver1 
seven times purify'd  ,from dross and   
mixture1 shines so clear4    #g ,thy    
grace shall in the darkest hour  ,defend
 the holy soul from harm2  ,tho' when   
the vilest men have power  ,on every    
side will sinners swarm4      ,psalm    
#ab3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,complaint of a general 

corruption of manners2 or1  ,the promise
 and signs of ,christ's coming to       
judgment4    #a ,help1 ,lord1 for men of
 virtue fail1  ,religion loses ground1  
,the sons of violence prevail1  ,and    
treacheries abound4    #b ,their oaths  
and promises they break1  ,yet act the  
flatterer's part2  ,with fair deceitful 
lips they speak1  ,and with a double    
heart4    #c ,if we reprove some hateful
 lie1  ,how is their fury stirr'd6  ,are
 not our lips our own they cry1  ,and   
who shall be our lord8    #d ,scoffers  
appear on every side1  ,where a vile    
race of men  ,is rais'd to seats of     
power and pride1  ,and bears the sword  
in vain4    ,,pause4    #e ,lord1 when  
iniquities abound1  ,and blasphemy grows
 bold1  ,when faith is hardly to be     
found1  ,and love is waxing cold1    #f 
,is not thy chariot hastening on8  ,hast
 thou not given this sign8  ,may we not 
trust and live upon  ,a promise so      
divine8    #g ,yes1 saith the ,lord1 now
 will ,i rise1  ,and make oppressors    

flee2  ,i shall appear to their         
surprise1  ,and set my servants free4   
#h ,thy word1 like silver seven times   
try'd1  ,thro' ages shall endure2  ,the 
men that in thy truth confide1  ,shall  
find thy promise sure4      ,psalm      
#ac3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,pleading with ,god     
under desertion2  or1 ,hope1 in         
darkness4    #a ,how long1 #j ,lord1    
shall ,i complain  ,like one that seeks 
his ,god in vain8  ,canst thou thy face 
for ever hide8  ,and ,i still pray and  
be deny'd8    #b ,shall ,i for ever be  
forgot  ,as one whom thou regardest not8
  ,still shall my soul thine absence    
mourn8  ,and still despair of thy       
return8    #c ,how long shall my poor   
troubled breast  ,be with these anxious 
thoughts opprest8  ,and ,satan1 my      
malicious foe1  ,rejoice to see me sunk 
so low4    #d ,hear1 ,lord1 and grant me
 quick relief1  ,before my death        
conclude my grief2  ,if thou withhold   
thy heavenly light1  ,i sleep in        
everlasting night4    #e ,how will the  

powers of darkness boast1  ,if but one  
praying soul be lost6  ,but ,i have     
trusted in thy grace1  ,and shall again 
behold thy face4    #f ,whate'er my     
fears or foes suggest1  ,thou art my    
hope1 my joy1 my rest2  ,my heart shall 
feel thy love1 and raise  ,my cheerful  
voice to songs of praise4      ,psalm   
#ac3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,complaint under        
temptations of the devil4    #a ,how    
long wilt thou conceal thy face8  ,my   
,god1 how long delay8  ,when shall ,i   
feel those heavenly rays  ,that chase my
 fears away8    #b ,how long shall my   
poor labouring soul  ,wrestle and toil  
in vain8  ,thy word can all my foes     
control1  ,and ease my raging pain4     
#c ,see how the prince of darkness tries
  ,all his malicious arts1  ,he spreads 
a mist around my eyes1  ,and throws his 
fiery darts4    #d ,be thou my sun and  
thou my shield1  ,my soul in safety     
keep2  ,make haste before mine eyes are 
seal'd  ,in death's eternal sleep4    #e
 ,how would the tempter boast aloud  ,if

 ,i become his prey6  ,behold the sons  
of hell grow proud  ,at thy so long     
delay4    #f ,but they shall fly at thy 
rebuke1  ,and ,satan hide his head2  ,he
 knows the terrors of thy look  ,and    
hears thy voice with dread4    #g ,thou 
wilt display that sovereign grace1      
,where all my hopes have hung2  ,i shall
 employ my lips in praise1  ,and victory
 shall be sung4      ,psalm #ad3a4      
,first ,part4  ,by nature all men are   
sinners4    #a ,fools in their hearts   
believe and say1  ,that all religion's  
vain1  ,there is no ,god that reigns on 
high1  ,or minds th' affairs of men4    
#b ,from thoughts so dreadful and       
profane  ,corrupt discourse proceeds2   
,and in their impious hands are found   
,abominable deeds4    #c ,the ,lord1    
from his celestial throne  ,look'd down 
on things below1  ,to find the man that 
sought his grace1  ,or did his justice  
know4    #d ,by nature all are gone     
astray1  ,their practice all the same2  
,there's none that fears his ,maker's   

hand1  ,there's none that loves his     
name4    #e ,their tongues are us'd to  
speak deceit1  ,their slanders never    
cease2  ,how swift to mischief are their
 feet1  ,nor knew the paths of peace4   
#f ,such seeds of sin 7that bitter root7
  ,in every heart are found2  ,nor can  
they bear diviner fruit1  ,till grace   
refine the ground4      ,psalm #ad3b4   
,second ,part4  ,the folly of           
persecutors4    #a ,are sinners now so  
senseless grown  ,that they thy saints  
devour8  ,and never worship at thy      
throne1  ,nor fear thine awful power8   
#b ,great ,god appear to their surprise1
  ,reveal thy dreadful name2  ,let them 
no more thy wrath despise1  ,nor turn   
our hope to shame4    #c ,dost thou not 
dwell among the just8  ,and yet our foes
 deride1  ,that we should make thy name 
our trust2  ,great ,god1 confound their 
pride4    #d ,o that the joyful day were
 come  ,to finish our distress6  ,when  
,god shall bring his children home1     
,our songs shall never cease4           

,psalm #ae3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,characters of a 
saint2 or1 a citizen of ,zion2  or1 ,the
 qualifications of a ,christian4    #a  
,who shall inhabit in thy hill1  ,o ,god
 of holiness8  ,whom will the ,lord     
admit to dwell  ,so near his throne of  
grace8    #b ,the man that walks in     
pious ways1  ,and works with righteous  
hands2  ,that trusts his ,maker's       
promises1  ,and follows his commands4   
#c ,he speaks the meaning of his heart1 
,nor slanders with his tongue2  ,will   
scarce believe an ill report1  ,nor do  
his neighbour wrong4    #d ,the wealthy 
sinner he contemns1  ,loves all that    
fear the ,lord3  ,and tho' to his own   
hurt he swears1  ,still he performs his 
word4    #e ,his hands disdain a golden 
bribe1  ,and never gripe the poor2      
,this man shall dwell with ,god on      
earth1  ,and find his heaven secure4    
,psalm #ae3b4 ,l4 ,m4  ,religion and    
justice1 goodness and truth2  or1       
,duties to ,god and man2  or1 ,the      
qualifications of a ,christian4    #a   

,who shall ascend thy heavenly place1   
,great ,god1 and dwell before thy face8 
,the man that minds religion now1  ,and 
humbly walks with ,god below3    #b     
,whose hands are pure1 whose heart is   
clean1  ,whose lips still speak the     
thing they mean2  ,no slanders dwell    
upon his tongue2  ,he hates to do his   
neighbour wrong4    #c ,scarce will he  
trust an ill report1  ,nor vents it to  
his neighbour's hurt3  ,sinners of state
 he can despise1  ,but saints are       
honour'd in his eyes4    #d ,firm to his
 word he ever stood1  ,and always makes 
his promise good2  ,nor dares to change 
the thing he swears1  ,whatever pain or 
loss he bears4    #e ,he never deals in 
bribing gold1  ,and mourns that justice 
should be sold3  ,while others gripe and
 grind the poor1  ,sweet charity attends
 his door4    #f ,he loves his enemies1 
and prays  ,for those that curse him to 
his face2  ,and doth to all men still   
the same  ,that he would hope or wish   
from them4    #g ,yet when his holiest  

works are done1  ,his soul depends on   
grace alone2  ,this is the man thy face 
shall see1  ,and dwell for ever ,lord1  
with thee4      ,psalm #af3a4 ,first    
,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,confession of our      
poverty1 and saints the best  company2  
or1 ,good works profit men1 not ,god4   
#a ,preserve me1 ,lord1 in time of need 
,for succour to thy throne ,i flee1     
,but have no merits there to plead2  ,my
 goodness cannot reach to thee4    #b   
,oft have my heart and tongue confest   
,how empty and how poor ,i am2  ,my     
praise can never make thee blest1  ,nor 
add new glories to thy name4    #c ,yet1
 ,lord1 thy saints on earth may reap    
,some profit by the good we do2  ,these 
are the company ,i keep1  ,these are the
 choicest friends ,i know4    #d ,let   
others choose the sons of mirth  ,to    
give a relish to their wine1  ,i love   
the men of heavenly birth1  ,whose      
thoughts and language are divine4       
,psalm #af3b4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4    
,christ's all-sufficiency4    #a ,how   

fast their guilt and sorrows rise  ,who 
haste to seek some idol god6  ,i will   
not taste their sacrifice1  ,their      
offerings of forbidden blood4    #b ,my 
,god provides a richer cup1  ,and nobler
 food to live upon2  ,he for my life has
 offer'd up  ,jesus1 his best beloved   
,son4    #c ,his love is my perpetual   
feast2  ,by day his counsels guide me   
right2  ,and be his name for ever blest1
  ,who gives me sweet advice by night4  
#d ,i set him still before mine eyes2   
,at my right hand he stands prepar'd    
,to keep my soul from all surprise1     
,and be my everlasting guard4           
,psalm #af3c4 ,third ,part4 ,l4 ,m4     
,courage in death1 and hope of the      
resurrection4    #a ,when ,god is nigh1 
my faith is strong1  ,his arm is my     
almighty prop3  ,be glad1 my heart2     
rejoice1 my tongue1  ,my dying flesh    
shall rest in hope4    #b ,tho' in the  
dust ,i lay my head1  ,yet1 gracious    
,god1 thou wilt not leave  ,my soul for 
ever with the dead1  ,nor lose thy      

children in the grave4    #c ,my flesh  
shall thy first call obey1  ,shake off  
the dust1 and rise on high2  ,then shalt
 thou lead the wondrous way1  ,up to thy
 throne above the sky4    #d ,there     
streams of endless pleasure flow2  ,and 
full discoveries of thy grace  7,which  
we but tasted here below7  ,spread      
heavenly joys thro' all the place4      
,psalm #af3d4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     
,support and counsel from ,god without  
merit4    #a ,save me1 ,o ,lord1 from   
every foe2  ,in thee my trust ,i place1 
,tho' all the good that ,i can do  ,can 
ne'er deserve thy grace4    #b ,yet if  
my ,god prolong my breath  ,the saints  
may profit by't2  ,the saints1 the glory
 of the earth1  ,the men of my delight4 
#c ,let heathens to their idols haste1  
,and worship wood or stone2  ,but my    
delightful lot is cast  ,where the true 
,god is known4    #d ,his hand provides 
my constant food1  ,he fills my daily   
cup2  ,much am ,i pleas'd with present  
good1  ,but more rejoice in hope4    #e 

,god is my portion and my joy1  ,his    
counsels are my light2  ,he gives me    
sweet advice by day1  ,and gentle hints 
by night4    #f ,my soul would all her  
thoughts approve  ,to his all-seeing    
eye2  ,not death1 nor hell my hope shall
 move1  ,while such a friend is nigh4   
,psalm #af3e4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4    
,the death and resurrection of ,christ4 
#a ,i ,set the ,lord before my face1    
,he bears my courage up2  ,my heart1 and
 tongue1 their joys express1  ,my flesh 
shall rest in hope4    #b ,my spirit1   
,lord1 thou wilt not leave  ,where souls
 departed are2  ,nor quit my body to the
 grave  ,to see corruption there4    #c 
,thou wilt reveal the path of life1     
,and raise me to thy throne2  ,thy      
courts immortal pleasure give1  ,thy    
presence joys unknown4    #d ,thus in   
the name of ,christ1 the ,lord1  ,the   
holy ,david sung1  ,and ,providence     
fulfils the word  ,of his prophetic     
tongue4    #e ,jesus1 whom every saint  
adores1  ,was crucify'd and slain2      

,behold the tomb its prey restores1     
,behold1 he lives again6    #f ,when    
shall my feet arise and stand  ,on      
heaven's eternal hills8  ,there sits the
 ,son at ,god's right hand1  ,and there 
the ,father smiles4      ,psalm #ag3a4  
#ac c4 ,s4 ,m4  ,portion of saints and  
sinners2  or1 ,hope and despair in      
death4    #a ,arise1 my gracious ,god1  
,and make the wicked flee2  ,they are   
but thy chastising rod  ,to drive thy   
saints to thee4    #b ,behold the sinner
 dies1  ,his haughty words are vain2    
,here in this life his pleasure lies1   
,and all beyond is pain4    #c ,then let
 his pride advance1  ,and boast of all  
his store3  ,the ,lord is my            
inheritance1  ,my soul can wish no more4
    #d ,i shall behold the face  ,of my 
forgiving ,god1  ,and stand complete in 
righteousness1  ,wash'd in my ,saviour's
 blood4    #e ,there's a new heaven     
begun1  ,when ,i awake from death1      
,drest in the likeness of thy ,son1     
,and draw immortal breath4      ,psalm  

#ag3b4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the sinner's portion1  
and saint's hope2 or1 ,the  heaven of   
separate souls1 and the resurrection4   
#a ,lord1 ,i am thine2 but thou wilt    
prove  ,my faith1 my patience1 and my   
love2  ,when men of spite against me    
join1  ,they are the sword1 the hand is 
thine4    #b ,their hope and portion    
lies below2  ',tis all the happiness    
they know1  ',tis all they seek2 they   
take their shares1  ,and leave the rest 
among their heirs4    #c ,what sinners  
value1 ,i resign2  ,lord1 'tis enough   
that thou art mine2  ,i shall behold thy
 blissful face1  ,and stand complete in 
righteousness4    #d ,this life's a     
dream1 an empty show2  ,but the bright  
world to which ,i go  ,hath joys        
substantial and sincere2  ,when shall ,i
 wake1 and find me there8    #e ,o      
glorious hour6 ,o blest abode6  ,i shall
 be near and like my ,god6  ,and flesh  
and sin no more control  ,the sacred    
pleasures of the soul4    #f ,my flesh  
shall slumber in the ground1  ,till the 

last trumpet's joyful sound2  ,then     
burst the chains with sweet surprise1   
,and in my ,saviour's image rise4       
,psalm #ah3a4 #a-f #ae-ah4 ,first ,part4
 ,l4 ,m4  ,deliverance from despair2 or1
 ,temptations overcome4    #a ,thee will
 ,i love1 ,o ,lord1 my strength1  ,my   
rock1 my tower1 my high defence1  ,thy  
mighty arm shall be my trust1  ,for ,i  
have found salvation thence4    #b      
,death1 and the terrors of the grave    
,stood round me with their dismal shade2
  ,while floods of high temptations     
rose1  ,and made my sinking soul afraid4
    #c ,i saw the opening gates of hell1
  ,with endless pains and sorrows there1
  ,which none but they that feel can    
tell1  ,while ,i was hurried to despair4
    #d ,in my distress ,i call'd 'my    
,god1'  ,when ,i could scarce believe   
him mine2  ,he bow'd his ear to my      
complaint1  ,then did his grace appear  
divine4    #e ,with speed he flew to my 
relief1  ,as on a cherub's wing he rode2
  ,awful and bright as lightning shone  

,the face of my deliverer1 ,god4    #f  
,temptations fled at his rebuke1  ,the  
blast of his almighty breath2  ,he sent 
salvation from on high1  ,and drew me   
from the deeps of death4    #g ,great   
were my fears1 my foes were great1      
,much was their strength1 and more their
 rage2  ,but ,christ1 my ,lord1 is      
conqueror still1  ,in all the wars that 
devils wage4    #h ,my song for ever    
shall record  ,that terrible1 that      
joyful hour2  ,and give the glory to the
 ,lord  ,due to his mercy and his power4
      ,psalm #ah3b4 #bj-bf4 ,second     
,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,sincerity proved and   
rewarded4    #a ,lord1 thou hast seen my
 soul sincere1  ,hast made thy truth and
 love appear2  ,before mine eyes ,i set 
thy laws1  ,and thou hast own'd my      
righteous cause4    #b ,since ,i have   
learnt thy holy ways1  ,i've walk'd     
upright before thy face2  ,or if my feet
 did e'er depart1  ',twas never with a  
wicked heart4    #c ,what sore          
temptations broke my rest6  ,what wars  

and strugglings in my breast6  ,but     
thro' thy grace that reigns within1  ,i 
guard against my darling sin3    #d     
,that sin which close besets me still1  
,that works and strives against my will2
  ,when shall thy ,spirit's sovereign   
power  ,destroy it that it rise no more8
    #e ,with an impartial hand1 the     
,lord  ,deals out to mortals their      
reward2  ,the kind and faithful souls   
shall find  ,a ,god as faithful1 and as 
kind4    #f ,the just and pure shall    
ever say1  ,thou art more pure1 more    
just than they2  ,and men that love     
revenge shall know1  ,god hath an arm of
 vengeance too4      ,psalm #ah3c4 #cj  
#ca #cd #ce #df4 #c;d ,part4 ,l4 ,m4    
,rejoicing in ,god2 or1 ,salvation and  
triumph4    #a ,just are thy ways1 and  
true thy word1  ,great rock of my secure
 abode2  ,who is a ,god beside the      
,lord8  ,or where's a refuge like our   
,god8    #b ',tis he that girds me with 
his might1  ,gives me his holy sword to 
wield2  ,and while with sin and hell ,i 

fight1  ,spreads his salvation for my   
shield4    #c ,he lives 7and blessed be 
my rock67  ,the ,god of my salvation    
lives1  ,the dark designs of hell are   
broke2  ,sweet is the peace my ,father  
gives4    #d ,before the scoffers of the
 age1  ,i will exalt my ,father's name1 
,nor tremble at their mighty rage1  ,but
 meet reproach and bear the shame4    #e
 ,to ,david and his royal seed  ,thy    
grace for ever shall extend2  ,thy love 
to saints in ,christ their head  ,knows 
not a limit1 nor an end4      ,psalm    
#ah3d4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,victory  
and triumph over temporal enemies4    #a
 ,we love thee1 ,lord1 and we adore1    
,now is thine arm reveal'd2  ,thou art  
our strength1 our heavenly tower1  ,our 
bulwark and our shield4    #b ,we fly to
 our eternal rock1  ,and find a sure    
defence2  ,his holy name our lips       
invoke1  ,and draw salvation thence4    
#c ,when ,god1 our leader1 shines in    
arms1  ,what mortal heart can bear  ,the
 thunder of his loud alarms8  ,the      

lightning of his spear8    #d ,he rides 
upon the winged wind1  ,and angels in   
array  ,in millions wait to know his    
mind1  ,and swift as flames obey4    #e 
,he speaks1 and at his fierce rebuke1   
,whole armies are dismay'd2  ,his voice1
 his frown1 his angry look  ,strikes all
 their courage dead4    #f ,he forms our
 generals for the field1  ,with all     
their dreadful skill2  ,gives them his  
awful sword to wield1  ,and makes their 
hearts of steel4    #g ,he arms our     
captains to the fight1  ,tho' there his 
name's forgot3  ,he girded ,cyrus with  
his might1  ,but ,cyrus knew him not4   
#h ,oft has the ,lord whole nations     
blest  ,for his own church's sake3  ,the
 powers that give his people rest1      
,shall of his care partake4    ,psalm   
#ah3e4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the     
conqueror's song4    #a ,to thine       
almighty arm we owe  ,the triumphs of   
the day  ,thy terrors1 ,lord1 confound  
the foe1  ,and melt their strength away4
    #b ',tis by thine aid our troops    

prevail1  ,and break united powers1  ,or
 burn their boasted fleets1 or scale    
,the proudest of their towers4    #c    
,how have we chas'd them thro' the      
field1  ,and trod them to the ground1   
,while thy salvation was our shield1    
,but they no shelter found6    #d ,in   
vain to idol-saints they cry1  ,and     
perish in their blood2  ,where is a rock
 so great1 so high1  ,so powerful as our
 ,god8    #e ,the ,rock of ,israel ever 
lives1  ,his name be ever blest2  ',tis 
his own arm the victory gives1  ,and    
gives his people rest4    #f ,on kings  
that reign as ,david did1  ,he pours his
 blessings down2  ,secures their honours
 to their seed1  ,and well supports the 
crown4      ,psalm #ai3a4 ,first ,part4 
,s4 ,m4  ,the book of nature and        
scripture4    ,for a ,lord's-day        
morning4    #a ,behold the lofty sky    
,declares its maker ,god1  ,and all his 
starry works on high  ,proclaim his     
power abroad4    #b ,the darkness and   
the light  ,still keep their course the 

same2  ,while night to day1 and day to  
night  ,divinely teach his name4    #c  
,in every different land  ,their general
 voice is known  ,they shew the wonders 
of his hand1  ,and orders of his throne4
    #d ,ye ,british lands1 rejoice1     
,here he reveals his word1  ,we are not 
left to nature's voice  ,to bid us know 
the ,lord4    #e ,his statutes and      
commands  ,are set before our eyes2  ,he
 puts his gospel in our hands1  ,where  
our salvation lies4    #f ,his laws are 
just and pure1  ,his truth without      
deceit1  ,his promises for ever sure1   
,and his rewards are great4    #g ,not  
honey to the taste  ,affords so much    
delight1  ,nor gold that has the furnace
 past  ,so much allures the sight4    #h
 ,while of thy works ,i sing1  ,thy     
glory to proclaim1  ,accept the praise1 
my ,god1 my ,king1  ,in my ,redeemer's  
name4      ,psalm #ai3b4 ,second ,part4 
,s4 ,m4  ,god's word most excellent2 or1
  ,sincerity and watchfulness4    ,for a
 ,lord's-day morning4    #a ,behold the 

morning sun  ,begins his glorious way2  
,his beams thro' all the nations run1   
,and life and light convey4    #b ,but  
where the gospel comes1  ,it spreads    
diviner light1  ,it calls dead sinners  
from their tombs1  ,and gives the blind 
their sight4    #c ,how perfect is thy  
word6  ,and all thy judgments just6     
,for ever sure thy promise1 ,lord1  ,and
 men securely trust4    #d ,my gracious 
,god1 how plain  ,are thy directions    
given6  ,o6 may ,i never read in vain1  
,but find the path to heaven6           
,,pause4    #e ,i hear thy word with    
love1  ,and ,i would fain obey2  ,send  
thy good ,spirit from above  ,to guide  
me1 lest ,i stray4    #f ,o who can ever
 find  ,the errors of his ways8  ,yet1  
with a bold presumptuous mind1  ,i would
 not dare transgress4    #g ,warn me of 
every sin1  ,forgive my secret faults1  
,and cleanse this guilty soul of mine1  
,whose crimes exceed my thoughts4    #h 
,while with my heart and tongue  ,i     
spread thy praise abroad1  ,accept the  

worship and the song1  ,my ,saviour and 
my ,god4      ,psalm #ai3c4 ,l4 ,m4     
,the books of nature and of scripture   
compared2  or1 ,the glory and success of
 the gospel4    #a ,the heavens declare 
thy glory1 ,lord1  ,in every star thy   
wisdom shines2  ,but when our eyes      
behold thy word  ,we read thy name in   
fairer lines4    #b ,the rolling sun1   
the changing light1  ,and nights and    
days thy power confess2  ,but the blest 
volume thou hast writ  ,reveals thy     
justice and thy grace4    #c ,sun1 moon1
 and stars convey thy praise  ,round the
 whole earth1 and never stand2  ,so when
 thy truth begun its race1  ,it touch'd 
and glanc'd on every land4    #d ,nor   
shall thy spreading gospel rest1  ,till 
thro' the world thy truth has run2      
,till ,christ has all the nations blest1
  ,that see the light1 or feel the sun4 
#e ,great ,sun of ,righteousness1 arise1
  ,bless the dark world with heavenly   
light2  ,thy gospel makes the simple    
wise1  ,thy laws are pure1 thy judgments

 right4    #f ,thy noblest wonders here 
we view  ,in souls renew'd and sins     
forgiven3  ,lord1 cleanse my sins1 my   
soul renew1  ,and make thy word my guide
 to heaven4      ,psalm #ai3d4  ,to the 
tune of the #aacth ,psalm4  ,the book of
 nature and scripture4    #a ,great     
,god1 the heaven's well-order'd frame   
,declares the glories of thy name2      
,there thy rich works of wonder shine3  
,a thousand starry beauties there1  ,a  
thousand radiant marks appear  ,of      
boundless power and skill divine4    #b 
,from night to day1 from day to night1  
,the dawning and the dying light        
,lectures of heavenly wisdom read2      
,with silent eloquence they raise  ,our 
thoughts to our ,creator's praise1  ,and
 neither sound nor language need4    #c 
,yet their divine instructions run  ,far
 as the journies of the sun1  ,and every
 nation knows their voice2  ,the sun1   
like some young bridegroom drest1       
,breaks from the chambers of the east1  
,rolls round1 and makes the earth       

rejoice4    #d ,where'er he spreads his 
beams abroad1  ,he smiles and speaks his
 maker ,god2  ,all nature joins to shew 
thy praise3  ,thus ,god1 in every       
creature shines2  ,fair is the book of  
nature's lines1  ,but fairer is thy book
 of grace4    ,,pause4    #e ,i love the
 volumes of thy word2  ,what light and  
joy those leaves afford  ,to souls      
benighted and distrest6  ,thy precepts  
guide my doubtful way1  ,thy fear       
forbids my feet to stray2  ,thy promise 
leads my heart to rest4    #f ,from the 
discoveries of thy law  ,the perfect    
rules of life ,i draw1  ,these are my   
study and delight3  ,not honey so       
invites the taste1  ,nor gold1 that hath
 the furnace past1  ,appears so pleasing
 to the sight4    #g ,thy threatenings  
wake my slumbering eyes1  ,and warn me  
where my danger lies2  ,but 'tis thy    
blessed gospel1 ,lord1  ,that makes my  
guilty conscience clean1  ,converts my  
soul1 subdues my sin1  ,and gives a free
 but large reward4    #h ,who knows the 

errors of his thoughts8  ,my ,god1      
forgive my secret faults1  ,and from    
presumptuous sins restrain2  ,accept my 
poor attempts of praise  ,that ,i have  
read thy book of grace1  ,and book of   
nature1 not in vain4      ,psalm #bj4   
,prayer and hope of victory4  ,for a day
 of prayer in time of war4    #a ,now   
may the ,god of power and grace  ,attend
 his people's humble cry6  ,jehovah     
hears when ,israel prays1  ,and brings  
deliverance from on high4    #b ,the    
name of ,jacob's ,god defends  ,better  
than shields or brazen walls2  ,he from 
his sanctuary sends  ,succour and       
strength1 when ,zion calls4    #c ,well 
he remembers all our sighs1  ,his love  
exceeds our best deserts1  ,his love    
accepts the sacrifice  ,of humble groans
 and broken hearts4    #d ,in his       
salvation is our hope1  ,and1 in the    
name of ,israel's ,god1  ,our troops    
shall lift their banners up1  ,our      
navies spread their flags abroad4    #e 
,some trust in horses train'd for war1  

,and some of chariots make their boast2 
,our surest expectations are  ,from     
thee1 the ,lord of heavenly hosts4    #f
 ,o6 may the memory of thy name         
,inspire our armies for the fight6  ,our
 foes shall fall and die with shame1    
,or quit the field with shameful flight4
    #g ,now save us1 ,lord1 from slavish
 fear2  ,now let our hopes be firm and  
strong1  ,till the salvation shall      
appear1  ,and joy and triumph raise the 
song4      ,psalm #ba3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,our  
king is the care of heaven4    #a ,the  
king1 ,o ,lord1 with songs of praise1   
,shall in thy strength rejoice2  ,and1  
blest with thy salvation1 raise  ,to    
heaven his cheerful voice4    #b ,thy   
sure defence1 thro' nations round1  ,has
 spread his glorious name2  ,and his    
successful actions crown'd  ,with       
majesty and fame4    #c ,then let the   
king on ,god alone  ,for timely aid     
rely2  ,his mercy shall support the     
throne1  ,and all our wants supply4     
#d ,but1 righteous ,lord1 his stubborn  

foes  ,shall feel thy dreadful hand     
,thy vengeful arm shall find out those  
,that hate his mild command4    #e ,when
 thou against them dost engage1  ,thy   
just but dreadful doom  ,shall1 like a  
fiery oven's rage1  ,their hopes and    
them consume4    #f ,thus1 ,lord1 thy   
wondrous power declare1  ,and thus exalt
 thy fame2  ,whilst we glad songs of    
praise prepare  ,for thine almighty     
name4      ,psalm #ba3b4 #a-i4 ,l4 ,m4  
,christ exalted to the kingdom4    #a   
,david rejoic'd in ,god his strength1   
,rais'd to the throne by special grace2 
,but ,christ1 the ,son1 appears at      
length1  ,fulfils the triumph and the   
praise4    #b ,how great is the         
,messiah's joy  ,in the salvation of thy
 hand6  ,lord1 thou hast rais'd his     
kingdom high1  ,and given the world to  
his command4    #c ,thy goodness grants 
whate'er he will1  ,nor doth the least  
request withhold2  ,blessings of love   
prevent him still1  ,and crowns of      
glory1 not of gold4    #d ,honour and   

majesty divine  ,around his sacred      
temples shine2  ,blest with the favour  
of thy face1  ,and length of everlasting
 days4    #e ,thy hand shall find out   
all his foes2  ,and as a fiery oven     
glows  ,with raging heat and living     
coals1  ,so shall thy wrath devour their
 souls4      ,psalm #bb3a4 #a-af4 ,first
 ,part4 ,c4 ,m1  ,the sufferings and    
death of ,christ4    #a ,why has my ,god
 my soul forsook1  ,nor will a smile    
afford8  7,thus ,david once in anguish  
spoke1  ,and thus our dying ,lord47     
#b ,tho' 'tis thy chief delight to dwell
  ,among thy praising saints1  ,yet thou
 canst hear a groan as well1  ,and pity 
our complaints4    #c ,our fathers      
trusted in thy name1  ,and great        
deliverance found2  ,but ,i'm a worm1   
despis'd of men1  ,and trodden to the   
ground4    #d ,shaking the head they    
pass me by1  ,and laugh my soul to      
scorn2  ,in vain he trusts in ,god they 
cry1  ,neglected and forlorn4    #e ,but
 thou art he who form'd my flesh  ,by   

thine almighty word1  ,and since ,i hung
 upon the breast1  ,my hope is in the   
,lord4    #f ,why will my ,father hide  
his face1  ,when foes stand threatening 
round1  ,in the dark hour of deep       
distress1  ,and not an helper found8    
,,pause4    #g ,behold thy darling left 
among  ,the cruel and the proud1  ,as   
bulls of ,bashan fierce and strong1  ,as
 lions roaring loud4    #h ,from earth  
and hell my sorrows meet  ,to multiply  
the smart2  ,they nail my hands1 they   
pierce my feet  ,and try to vex my      
heart4    #i ,yet if thy sovereign hand 
let loose  ,the rage of earth and hell1 
,why will my heavenly ,father bruise    
,the ,son he loves so well8    #aj ,my  
,god1 if possible it be1  ,withhold this
 bitter cup2  ,but ,i resign my will to 
thee1  ,and drink the sorrows up4    #aa
 ,my heart dissolves with pangs unknown 
,in groans ,i waste my breath2  ,thy    
heavy hand has brought me down  ,low as 
the dust of death4    #ab ,father1 ,i   
give my spirit up2  ,and trust it in thy

 hand2  ,my dying flesh shall rest in   
hope1  ,and rise at thy command4        
,psalm #bb3b4 #bj #ba #bg-ca4 #b;d      
,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,christ's sufferings and
 kingdom4    #a ,now from the roaring   
lion's rage1  ,o ,lord1 protect thy     
,son2  ,nor leave thy darling to engage1
  ,the powers of hell alone4    #b ,thus
 did our suffering ,saviour pray1  ,with
 mighty cries and tears2  ,god heard him
 in that dreadful day1  ,and chas'd away
 his fears4    #c ,great was the victory
 of his death1  ,his throne exalted     
high2  ,and all the kindreds of the     
earth  ,shall worship or shall die4     
#d ,a numerous offspring must arise     
,from his expiring groans2  ,they shall 
be reckon'd in his eyes  ,for daughters 
and for sons4    #e ,the meek and humble
 soul shall see  ,his table richly      
spread2  ,and all that seek the ,lord   
shall be  ,with joys immortal fed4    #f
 ,the isles shall know the righteousness
  ,of our incarnate ,god2  ,and nations 
yet unborn profess  ,salvation in his   

blood4      ,psalm #bb3c4 ,l4 ,m4       
,christ's sufferings and exaltation4    
#a ,now let our mournful songs record   
,the dying sorrows of our ,lord2  ,when 
he complain'd in tears and blood  ,as   
one forsaken of his ,god4    #b ,the    
,jews beheld him thus forlorn1  ,and    
shake their heads1 and laugh in scorn2  
,he rescu'd others from the grave1  ,now
 let him try himself to save4    #c     
,this is the man did once pretend  ,god 
was his father and his friend2  ,if ,god
 the blessed lov'd him so1  ,why doth he
 fail to help him now8    #d ,barbarous 
people6 cruel priests6  ,how they stood 
round like savage beasts6  ,like lions  
gaping to devour1  ,when ,god had left  
him in their power4    #e ,they wound   
his head1 his hands1 his feet1  ,till   
streams of blood each other meet2  ,by  
lot his garments they divide  ,and mock 
the pangs in which he dy'd4    #f ,but  
,god1 his ,father1 heard his cry3       
,rais'd from the dead he reigns on high4
  ,the nations learn his righteousness1 

,and humble sinners taste his grace4    
,psalm #bc3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,god our         
,shepherd4    #a ,my shepherd is the    
living ,lord2  ,now shall my wants be   
well supply'd  ,his providence and holy 
word  ,become my safety and my guide4   
#b ,in pastures where salvation grows   
,he makes me feed1 he makes me rest2    
,there living water gently flows1  ,and 
all the food's divinely blest4    #c ,my
 wandering feet his ways mistake1  ,but 
he restores my soul to peace1  ,and     
leads me for his mercy's sake1  ,in the 
fair paths of righteousness4    #d ,tho'
 ,i walk thro' the gloomy vale1  ,where 
death and all its terrors are1  ,my     
heart and hope shall never fail1  ,for  
,god my shepherd's with me there4    #e 
,amidst the darkness and the deeps      
,thou art my comfort1 thou my stay2     
,thy staff supports my feeble steps1    
,thy rod directs my doubtful way4    #f 
,the sons of earth and sons of hell     
,gaze at thy goodness and repine  ,to   
see my table spread so well  ,with      

living bread and cheerful wine4    #g   
,how ,i rejoice when on my head  ,thy   
,spirit condescends to rest6  ',tis a   
divine anointing shed  ,like oil of     
gladness at a feast4    #h ,surely the  
mercies of the ,lord  ,attend his       
household all their days2  ,there will  
,i dwell to hear his word1  ,to seek his
 face1 and sing his praise4      ,psalm 
#bc3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the same4    #a4 ,my   
,shepherd will supply my need1  ,jehovah
 is his name2  ,in pastures fresh he    
makes me feed  ,beside the living       
stream4    #b ,he brings my wandering   
spirit back1  ,when ,i forsake his ways2
  ,and leads me for his mercy's sake1   
,in paths of truth and grace4    #c     
,when ,i walk thro' the shades of death1
  ,thy presence is my stay2  ,a word of 
thy supporting breath  ,drives all my   
fears away4    #d ,thy hand1 in spite of
 all my foes1  ,doth still my table     
spread2  ,my cup with blessings         
overflows1  ,thine oil anoints my head4 
#e ,the sure provisions of my ,god      

,attend me all my days2  ,o may thy     
house be mine abode1  ,and all my work  
be praise6    #f ,there would ,i find a 
settled rest1  7,while others go and    
come7  ,no more a stranger or a guest1  
,but like a child at home4      ,psalm  
#bc3c4 ,s4 ,m4  ,the same4    #a ,the   
,lord my shepherd is1  ,i shall be well 
supply'd2  ,since he is mine1 and ,i am 
his1  ,what can ,i want beside8    #b   
,he leads me to the place  ,where       
heavenly pasture grows1  ,where living  
waters gently pass1  ,and full salvation
 flows4    #c ,if e'er ,i go astray1    
,he doth my soul reclaim1  ,and guides  
me in his own right way1  ,for his most 
holy name4    #d ,while he affords his  
aid1  ,i cannot yield to fear2  ,tho' ,i
 should walk thro' death's dark shade   
,my ,shepherd's with me there4    #e ,in
 spite of all my foes1  ,thou dost my   
table spread1  ,my cup with blessings   
overflows1  ,and joy exalts my head4    
#f ,the bounties of thy love  ,shall    
crown my following days2  ,nor from thy 

house will ,i remove1  ,nor cease to    
speak thy praise4      ,psalm #bd3a4 ,c4
 ,m4  ,dwelling with ,god4    #a ,the   
earth for ever is the ,lord's1  ,with   
,adam's numerous race2  ,he rais'd its  
arches o'er the floods1  ,and built it  
on the seas4    #b ,but who among the   
sons of men  ,may visit thine abode8    
,he that has hands from mischief clean1 
,whose heart is right with ,god4    #c  
,this is the man may rise1 and take     
,the blessings of his grace2  ,this is  
the lot of those that seek  ,the ,god of
 ,jacob's face4    #d ,now let our      
soul's immortal powers  ,to meet the    
,lord prepare1  ,lift up their          
everlasting doors1  ,the ,king of       
glory's near4    #e ,the ,king of glory6
 who can tell  ,the wonders of his      
might6  ,he rules the nations2 but to   
dwell  ,with saints is his delight4     
,psalm #bd3b4 ,l4 ,m4  ,saints dwell in 
heaven2 or1 ,christ's ascension4    #a  
,this spacious earth is all the ,lord's1
  ,and men1 and worms1 and beasts1 and  

birds3  ,he rais'd the building on the  
seas1  ,and gave it for their           
dwelling-place4    #b ,but there's a    
brighter world on high1  ,thy palace1   
,lord1 above the sky3  ,who shall ascend
 that blest abode1  ,and dwell so near  
his ,maker ,god8    #c ,he that abhors  
and fears to sin1  ,whose heart is pure 
whose hands are clean1  ,him shall the  
,lord the ,saviour bless1  ,and clothe  
his soul with righteousness4    #d      
,these are the men1 the pious race      
,that seek the ,god of ,jacob's face2   
,these shall enjoy the blissful sight1  
,and dwell in everlasting light4        
,,pause4    #e ,rejoice1 ye shining     
worlds on high1  ,behold the ,king of   
glory nigh6  ,who can this ,king of     
glory be8  ,the mighty ,lord1 the       
,saviour's he4    #f ,ye heavenly gates1
 your leaves display  ,to make the ,lord
 the ,saviour way3  ,laden with spoils  
from earth and hell1  ,the conqueror    
comes with ,god to dwell4    #g ,rais'd 
from the dead he goes before1  ,he opens

 heaven's eternal door1  ,to give his   
saints a blest abode  ,near their       
,redeemer1 and their ,god4      ,psalm  
#be3a4 #a-aa4 ,first ,part4  ,waiting   
for pardon and direction4    #a ,i ,lift
 my soul to ,god1  ,my trust is in his  
name2  ,let not my foes that seek my    
blood  ,still triumph in my shame4    #b
 ,sin and the powers of hell  ,persuade 
me to despair2  ,lord1 make me know thy 
covenant well1  ,that ,i may 'scape the 
snare4    #c ,from the first dawning    
light  ,till the dark evening rise1     
,for thy salvation1 ,lord1 ,i wait      
,with ever-longing eyes4    #d ,remember
 all thy grace1  ,and lead me in thy    
truth2  ,forgive the sins of riper days1
  ,and follies of my youth4    #e ,the  
,lord is just and kind1  ,the meek shall
 learn his ways2  ,and every humble     
sinner find  ,the methods of his grace4 
#f ,for his own goodness' sake  ,he     
saves my soul from shame2  ,he pardons  
7tho' my guilt be great7  ,thro' my     
,redeemer's name4      ,psalm #be3b4 #ab

 #ad #aj #ac4 ,second ,part4  ,divine   
instruction4    #a ,where shall the man 
be found  ,that fears t' offend his     
,god1  ,that loves the gospel's joyful  
sound1  ,and trembles at the rod8    #b 
,the ,lord shall make him know  ,the    
secrets of his heart1  ,the wonders of  
his covenant show1  ,and all his love   
impart4    #c ,the dealings of his hand 
,are truth and mercy still  ,with such  
as to his covenant stand1  ,and love to 
do his will4    #d ,their souls shall   
dwell at ease  ,before their ,maker's   
face1  ,their seed shall taste the      
promises1  ,in their extensive grace4   
,psalm #be3c4 #ae-bb4 ,third ,part4     
,distress of soul2 or1 ,backsliding and 
desertion4    #a ,mine eyes and my      
desire  ,are ever to the ,lord2  ,i love
 to plead his promises1  ,and rest upon 
his word4    #b ,turn1 turn thee to my  
soul1  ,bring thy salvation near3  ,when
 will thy hand release my feet  ,out of 
the deadly snare8    #c ,when shall the 
sovereign grace  ,of my forgiving ,god  

,restore me from those dangerous ways   
,my wandering feet have trod8    #d ,the
 tumult of my thoughts  ,doth but       
enlarge my woe2  ,my spirit languishes1 
my heart  ,is desolate and low4    #e   
,with every morning light  ,my sorrow   
new begins2  ,look on my anguish and my 
pain1  ,and pardon all my sins4         
,,pause4    #f ,behold the hosts of hell
  ,how cruel is their hate6  ,against my
 life they rise1 and join  ,their fury  
with deceit4    #g ,o keep my soul from 
death1  ,nor put my hope to shame1  ,for
 ,i have plac'd my only trust  ,in my   
,redeemer's name4    #h ,with humble    
faith ,i wait  ,to see thy face again2  
,of ,israel it shall ne'er be said1  ,he
 sought the ,lord in vain4      ,psalm  
#bf4  ,self-examination2 or1 ,evidences 
of grace4    #a ,judge me1 ,o ,lord1 and
 prove my ways1  ,and try my reins1 and 
try my heart2  ,my faith upon thy       
promise stays1  ,nor from thy law my    
feet depart4    #b ,i hate to walk1 ,i  
hate to sit1  ,with men of vanity and   

lies2  ,the scoffer and the hypocrite   
,are the abhorrence of mine eyes4    #c 
,amongst thy saints will ,i appear1     
,with hands well wash'd in innocence2   
,but when ,i stand before thy bar1  ,the
 blood of ,christ is my defence4    #d  
,i love thy habitation1 ,lord1  ,the    
temple where thine honours dwell2       
,there shall ,i hear thine holy word1   
,and there thy works of wonder tell4    
#e ,let not my soul be join'd at last   
,with men of treachery and blood1       
,since ,i my days on earth have past    
,among the saints1 and near my ,god4    
,psalm #bg3a4 #a-f4 ,first ,part4  ,the 
church is our delight and safety4    #a 
,the ,lord of glory is my light1  ,and  
my salvation too2  ,god is my strength1 
nor will ,i fear  ,what all my foes can 
do4    #b ,one privilege my heart       
desires2  ,o grant me an abode  ,among  
the churches of thy saints1  ,the       
temples of my ,god6    #c ,there shall  
,i offer my requests1  ,and see thy     
beauty still1  ,shall hear thy messages 

of love1  ,and there enquire thy will4  
#d ,when troubles rise1 and storms      
appear1  ,there may his children hide3  
,god has a strong pavilion where  ,he   
makes my soul abide4    #e ,now shall my
 head be lifted high  ,above my foes    
around1  ,and songs of joy and victory  
,within thy temple sound4      ,psalm   
#bg3b4 #h #i #ac #ad4 ,second ,part4    
,prayer and ,hope4    #a ,soon as ,i    
heard my ,father say1  ,ye children1    
seek my grace2  ,my heart reply'd       
without delay1  ,i'll seek my ,father's 
face4    #b ,let not thy face be hid    
from me1  ,nor frown my soul away2  ,god
 of my life1 ,i fly to thee  ,in a      
distressing day4    #c ,should friends  
and kindred near and dear  ,leave me to 
want1 or die1  ,my ,god would make my   
life his care  ,and all my need supply4 
#d ,my fainting flesh had dy'd with     
grief1  ,had not my soul believ'd  ,to  
see thy grace provide relief1  ,nor was 
my hope deceiv'd4    #e ,wait on the    
,lord1 ye trembling saints1  ,and keep  

your courage up2  ,he'll raise your     
spirit when it faints1  ,and far exceed 
your hope4      ,psalm #bi4 ,l4 ,m4     
,storm and thunder4    #a ,give to the  
,lord1 ye sons of fame1  ,give to the   
,lord renown and power1  ,ascribe due   
honours to his name1  ,and his eternal  
might adore4    #b ,the ,lord proclaims 
his power aloud  ,over the ocean and the
 land2  ,his voice divides the watery   
cloud1  ,and lightnings blaze at his    
command4    #c ,he speaks1 and tempest1 
hail1 and wind1  ,lay the wide forests  
bare around2  ,the fearful hart1 and    
frighted hind1  ,leap at the terror of  
the sound4    #d ,to ,lebanon he turns  
his voice1  ,and1 lo1 the stately cedars
 break2  ,the mountains tremble at the  
noise1  ,the vallies roar1 the deserts  
quake4    #e ,the ,lord sits sovereign  
on the flood1  ,the thunderer reigns for
 ever king2  ,but makes his church his  
blest abode1  ,where we his awful       
glories sing4    #f ,in gentler language
 there the ,lord  ,the counsels of his  

grace imparts2  ,amidst the raging storm
 his word  ,speaks peace and courage to 
our hearts4      ,psalm #cj3a4 ,first   
,part4  ,sickness healed1 and sorrow    
removed4    #a ,i will extol thee1      
,lord1 on high1  ,at thy command1       
diseases fly2  ,who but a ,god can speak
 and save  ,from the dark borders of the
 grave8    #b ,sing to the ,lord1 ye    
saints of his1  ,and tell how large his 
goodness is2  ,let all your powers      
rejoice and bless1  ,while you record   
his holiness4    #c ,his anger but a    
moment stays  ,his love is life and     
length of days2  ,tho' grief and tears  
the night employ1  ,the morning-star    
restores the joy4      ,psalm #cj3b4 #f4
 ,second ,part4  ,health1 sickness1 and 
recovery4    #a ,firm was my health1 my 
day was bright1  ,and ,i presum'd       
'twould ne'er be night2  ,fondly ,i said
 within my heart1  ,pleasure and peace  
shall ne'er depart4    #b ,but ,i forgot
 thine arm was strong1  ,which made my  
mountain stand so long2  ,soon as thy   

face began to hide1  ,my health was     
gone1 my comforts dy'd4    #c ,i cry'd  
aloud to thee1 my ,god1  ,what canst    
thou profit by my blood8  ,deep in the  
dust can ,i declare  ,thy truth1 or sing
 thy goodness there8    #d ,hear me1 ,o 
,god of grace1 ,i said1  ,and bring me  
from among the dead3  ,thy word rebuk'd 
the pains ,i felt1  ,thy pardoning love 
remov'd my guilt4    #e ,my groans1 and 
tears1 and forms of woe1  ,are turn'd to
 joy and praises now2  ,i throw my      
sackcloth on the ground1  ,and ease and 
gladness gird me round4    #f ,my       
tongue1 the glory of my frame1  ,shall  
ne'er be silent of thy name  ,thy praise
 shall sound thro' earth and heaven1    
,for sickness heal'd1 and sins forgiven4
      ,psalm #ca3a4 #e #ac-ai #bb #bc4  
,first ,part4  ,deliverance from death4 
#a ,into thine hand1 #j ,god of truth1  
,my spirit ,i commit2  ,thou hast       
redeem'd my soul from death1  ,and sav'd
 me from the pit4    #b ,the passions of
 my hope and fear  ,maintain'd a        

doubtful strife1  ,while sorrow1 pain1  
and sin conspir'd  ,to take away my     
life4    #c ,my times are in thine hand1
 ,i cry'd1  ,tho' ,i draw near the dust 
2  ,thou art the refuge where ,i hide1  
,the ,god in whom ,i trust4    #d ,o    
make thy reconciled face  ,upon thy     
servant shine1  ,and save me for thy    
mercy's sake1  ,for ,i'm entirely thine4
    ,,pause4    #e ',twas in my haste1  
my spirit said1  ,i must despair and    
die1  ,i am cut off before thine eyes2  
,but thou hast heard me cry4    #f ,thy 
goodness how divinely free6  ,how       
wondrous is thy grace  ,to those that   
fear thy majesty1  ,and trust thy       
promises6    #g ,o love the ,lord1 all  
ye his saints1  ,and sing his praises   
loud2  ,he'll bend his ear to your      
complaints1  ,and recompense the proud4 
,psalm #ca3b4 #g-ac #ah-ba4 ,second     
,part4  ,deliverance from slander and   
reproach4    #a ,my heart rejoices in   
thy name1  ,my ,god1 my help1 my trust2 
,thou hast preserv'd my face from shame1

  ,mine honour from the dust4    #b ,my 
life is spent with grief1 ,i cry'd1  ,my
 years consum'd in groans1  ,my strength
 decays1 mine eyes are dry'd1  ,and     
sorrow wastes my bones4    #c ,among    
mine enemies my name  ,was a mere       
proverb grown1  ,while to my neighbours 
,i became  ,forgotten and unknown4    #d
 ,slander and fear on every side1       
,seiz'd and beset me round2  ,i to the  
throne of grace apply'd1  ,and speedy   
rescue found4    ,,pause4    #e ,how    
great deliverance thou hast wrought     
,before the sons of men6  ,the lying    
lips to silence brought1  ,and made     
their boastings vain6    #f ,thy        
children1 from the strife of tongues1   
,shall thy pavilion hide1  ,guard them  
from infamy and wrongs1  ,and crush the 
sons of pride4    #g ,within thy secret 
presence1 ,lord1  ,let me for ever      
dwell2  ,no fenced city1 wall'd and     
barr'd1  ,secures a saint so well4      
,psalm #cb3a4 ,s4 ,m4  ,forgiveness of  
sins upon confession4    #a ,o blessed  

souls are they  ,whose sins are cover'd 
o'er6  ,divinely blest1 to whom the     
,lord  imputes their guilt no more4     
#b ,they mourn their follies past1  ,and
 keep their hearts with care2  ,their   
lips and lives without deceit1  ,shall  
prove their faith sincere4    #c ,while 
,i conceal'd my guilt  ,i felt the      
festering wound1  ,till ,i confess'd my 
sins to thee1  ,and ready pardon found4 
#d ,let sinners learn to pray1  ,let    
saints keep near the throne2  ,our help 
in times of deep distress1  ,is found in
 ,god alone4      ,psalm #cb3b4 ,first  
,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,free pardon and sincere
 obedience2  or1 ,confession and        
forgiveness4    #a ,happy the man to    
whom his ,god  ,no more imputes his sin1
  ,but wash'd in the ,redeemer's blood1 
,hath made his garments clean6    #b    
,happy1 beyond expression1 he  ,whose   
debts are thus discharg'd2  ,and from   
the guilty bondage free1  ,he feels his 
soul enlarg'd4    #c ,his spirit hates  
deceit and lies1  ,his words are all    

sincere2  ,he guards his heart1 he      
guards his eyes1  ,to keep his          
conscience clear4    #d ,while ,i my    
inward guilt supprest1  ,no quiet could 
,i find2  ,thy wrath lay burning in my  
breast1  ,and rack'd my tortur'd mind4  
#e ,then ,i confess'd my troubled       
thoughts1  ,my secret sins reveal'd2    
,thy pardoning grace forgave my faults1 
,thy grace my pardon seal'd4    #f ,this
 shall invite thy saints to pray1       
,when1 like a raging flood1             
,temptations rise1 our strength and stay
  ,is a forgiving ,god4      ,psalm     
#cb3c4 ,l4 ,m4  ,repentance and free    
pardon2  or1 ,justification and         
sanctification4    #a ,blest is the man1
 for ever blest1  ,whose guilt is       
pardon'd by his ,god1  ,whose sins with 
sorrow are confess'd1  ,and cover'd with
 his ,saviour's blood4    #b ,blest is  
the man to whom the ,lord  ,imputes not 
his iniquities1  ,he pleads no merit of 
reward1  ,and not on works1 but grace   
relies4    #c ,from guile his heart and 

lips are free1  ,his humble joy1 his    
holy fear1  ,with deep repentance well  
agree1  ,and join to prove his faith    
sincere4    #d ,how glorious is that    
righteousness  ,that hides and cancels  
all his sins6  ,while a bright evidence 
of grace  ,thro' his whole life appears 
and shines4      ,psalm #cb3d4 ,second  
,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,a guilty conscience    
eased by confession and pardon4    #a   
,while ,i keep silence1 and conceal  ,my
 heavy guilt within my heart1  ,what    
torments doth my conscience feel6  ,what
 agonies of inward smart6    #b ,i      
spread my sins before the ,lord1  ,and  
all my secret faults confess2  ,thy     
gospel speaks a pard'ning word  ,thine  
,holy ,spirit seals the grace4    #c    
,for this shall every humble soul  ,make
 swift addresses to thy seat2  ,when    
floods of huge temptations roll1  ,there
 shall they find a blest retreat4    #d 
,how safe beneath thy wings ,i lie1     
,when days grow dark1 and storms appear6
  ,and when ,i walk1 thy watchful eye   

,shall guide me safe from every snare4  
,psalm #cc3a4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     
,works of creation and providence4    #a
 ,rejoice1 ye righteous1 in the ,lord1  
,this work belongs to you3  ,sing of his
 name1 his ways1 his word1  ,how holy1  
just1 and true6    #b ,his mercy and his
 righteousness  ,let heaven and earth   
proclaim2  ,his works of nature and of  
grace  ,reveal his wondrous name4    #c 
,his wisdom and almighty word  ,the     
heavenly arches spread2  ,and by the    
,spirit of the ,lord  ,their shining    
hosts were made4    #d ,he bid the      
liquid waters flow  ,to their appointed 
deep2  ,the flowing seas their limits   
know1  ,and their own station keep4     
#e ,ye tenants of the spacious earth1   
,with fear before him stand2  ,he spake1
 and nature took its birth1  ,and rests 
on his command4    #f ,he scorns the    
angry nations' rage1  ,and breaks their 
vain designs2  ,his counsel stands thro'
 every age1  ,and in full glory shines4 
,psalm #cc3b4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4    

,creatures vain1 and ,god               
all-sufficient4    #a ,blest is the     
nation where the ,lord  ,hath fix'd his 
gracious throne2  ,where he reveals his 
heavenly word1  ,and calls their tribes 
his own4    #b ,his eye1 with infinite  
survey1  ,does the whole world behold2  
,he form'd us all of equal clay1  ,and  
knows our feeble mould4    #c ,kings are
 not rescu'd by the force  ,of armies   
from the grave2  ,nor speed nor courage 
of an horse  ,can the bold rider save1  
#d ,vain is the strength of beasts or   
men  ,to hope for safety thence2  ,but  
holy souls from ,god obtain  ,a strong  
and sure defence4    #e ,god is their   
fear1 and ,god their trust1  ,when      
plagues or famine spread1  ,his watchful
 eye secures the just  ,amongst ten     
thousand dead4    #f ,lord1 let our     
hearts in thee rejoice1  ,and bless us  
from thy throne2  ,for we have made thy 
word our choice1  ,and trust thy grace  
alone4      ,psalm #cc3c4 ,first ,part4 
,as the #aacth ,psalm4  ,works of       

creation and providence4    #a ,ye holy 
souls1 in ,god rejoice1  ,your ,maker's 
praise becomes your voice2  ,great is   
your theme1 your songs be new3  ,sing of
 his name1 his word1 his ways1  ,his    
works of nature and of grace1  ,how wise
 and holy1 just and true4    #b ,justice
 and truth he ever loves1  ,and the     
whole earth his goodness proves1  ,his  
word the heavenly arches spread2  ,how  
wide they shine from north to south6    
,and by the ,spirit of his mouth  ,were 
all the starry armies made4    #c ,he   
gathers the wide-flowing seas1  ,those  
watery treasures know their place1  ,in 
the vast storehouse of the deep3  ,he   
spake1 and gave all nature birth2  ,and 
fires1 and seas1 and heaven1 and earth1 
,his everlasting orders keep4    #d ,let
 mortals tremble and adore  ,a ,god of  
such resistless power1  ,nor dare       
indulge their feeble rage3  ,vain are   
your thoughts1 and weak your hands2     
,but his eternal counsel stands1  ,and  
rules the world from age to age4        

,psalm #cc3d4 ,second ,part4 ,as the    
#aacth ,psalm4  ,creatures vain1 and    
,god all-sufficient4    #a ,o ,happy    
nation1 where the ,lord  ,reveals the   
treasure of his word1  ,and builds his  
church his earthly throne6  ,his eye the
 heathen world surveys1  ,he form'd     
their hearts1 he knows their ways2  ,but
 ,god their ,maker is unknown4    #b    
,let kings rely upon their host1  ,and  
of his strength the champion boast2  ,in
 vain they boast1 in vain rely2  ,in    
vain we trust the brutal force1  ,or    
speed1 or courage of an horse1  ,to     
guard his rider1 or to fly4    #c ,the  
eye of thy compassion1 ,lord1  ,doth    
more secure defence afford  ,when death 
or dangers threatening stand2  ,thy     
watchful eye preserves the just1  ,who  
make thy name their fear and trust1     
,when wars or famine waste the land4    
#d ,in sickness or the bloody field1    
,thou our physician1 thou our shield1   
,send us salvation from thy throne2  ,we
 wait to see thy goodness shine2  ,let  

us rejoice in help divine1  ,for all our
 hope is ,god alone4      ,psalm #cd3a4 
,first ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,god's care of   
the saints2 or1 ,deliverance by prayer4 
#a ,lord1 ,i will bless thee all my     
days1  ,thy praise shall dwell upon my  
tongue2  ,my soul shall glory in thy    
grace1  ,while saints rejoice to hear   
the song4    #b ,come1 magnify the ,lord
 with me1  ,come1 let us all exalt his  
name2  ,i sought th' eternal ,god1 and  
he  ,has not expos'd my hope to shame4  
#c ,i told him all my secret grief1  ,my
 secret groaning reach'd his ears2  ,he 
gave my inward pains relief1  ,and      
calm'd the tumult of my fears4    #d ,to
 him the poor lift up their eyes1       
,their faces feel the heavenly shine2   
,a beam of mercy from the skies  ,fills 
them with light and joy divine4    #f   
,his holy angels pitch their tents      
,around the men that serve the ,lord2   
,o fear and love him1 all his saints1   
,taste of his grace and trust his word4 
#f ,the wild young lions1 pinch'd with  

pain  ,and hunger1 roar thro' all the   
wood2  ,but none shall seek the ,lord in
 vain1  ,nor want supplies of real good4
      ,psalm #cd3b4 #aa-bb4 ,second     
,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,religious education2   
or1 ,instructions of piety4    #a       
,children in years and knowledge young1 
,your parents' hope1 your parents' joy1 
,attend the counsels of my tongue1  ,let
 pious thoughts your minds employ4    #b
 ,if you desire a length of days1  ,and 
peace to crown your mortal state1       
,restrain your feet from impious ways1  
,your lips from slander and deceit4     
#c ,the eyes of ,god regard his saints1 
,his ears are open to their cries2  ,he 
sets his frowning face against  ,the    
sons of violence and lies4    #d ,to    
humble souls and broken hearts  ,god    
with his grace is ever nigh2  ,pardon   
and hope his love imparts  ,when men in 
deep contrition lie4    #e ,he tell     
their tears1 he counts their groans1    
,his ,son redeems their souls from      
death2  ,his ,spirit heals their broken 

bones1  ,they in his praise employ their
 breath4      ,psalm #cd3c4 #a-aj4      
,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,prayer and      
,praise for eminent deliverance4    #a  
,i'll bless the ,lord from day to day2  
,how good are all his ways6  ,ye humble 
souls that use to pray1  ,come1 help my 
lips to praise4    #b ,sing to the      
honour of his name1  ,how a poor        
sufferer cry'd1  ,nor was his hope      
expos'd to shame1  ,nor was his suit    
deny'd4    #c ,when threatening sorrows 
round me stood1  ,and endless fears     
arose1  ,like the loud billows of a     
flood1  ,redoubling all my woes2    #d  
,i told the ,lord my sore distress      
,with heavy groans and tears1  ,he gave 
my sharpest torments ease1  ,and        
silenc'd all my fears4    ,,pause4    #e
 ,o sinners1 come and taste his love1   
,come1 learn his pleasant ways1  ,and   
let your own experience prove  ,the     
sweetness of his grace4    #f ,he bids  
his angels pitch their tents  ,round    
where his children dwell  ,what ills    

their heavenly care prevents  ,no       
earthly tongue can tell4    #g ,o love  
the ,lord1 ye saints of his2  ,his eye  
regards the just2  ,how richly blest    
their portion is  ,who make the ,lord   
their trust6    #h ,young lions pinch'd 
with hunger roar1  ,and famish in the   
wood2  ,but ,god supplies his holy poor 
,with every needful good4      ,psalm   
#cd3d4 #aa-bb4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4   
,exhortations to peace and ,holiness4   
#a ,come1 children1 learn to fear the   
,lord2  ,and that your days be long1    
,let not a false or spiteful word  ,be  
found upon your tongue4    #b ,depart   
from mischief1 practise love1  ,pursue  
the works of peace2  ,so shall the ,lord
 your ways approve1  ,and set your souls
 at ease4    #c ,his eyes awake to guard
 the just1  ,his ears attend their cry2 
,when broken spirits dwell in dust1     
,the ,god of grace is nigh4    #d ,what 
tho' the sorrows here they taste  ,are  
sharp and tedious too1  ,the ,lord1 who 
saves them all at last1  ,is their      

supporter now4    #e ,evil shall smite  
the wicked dead2  ,but ,god secures his 
own1  ,prevents the mischief when they  
slide1  ,or heals the broken bone4    #f
 ,when desolation like a flood1  ,o'er  
the proud sinner rolls1  ,saints find a 
refuge in their ,god1  ,for he redeem'd 
their souls4      ,psalm #ce3a4 #a-i4   
,first ,part4  ,prayer and faith of     
persecuted saints2  or1 ,imprecations   
mixed with charity4    #a ,now plead my 
cause1 almighty ,god1  ,with all the    
,sons of strife2  ,and fight against the
 men of blood1  ,who fight against my   
life4    #b ,draw out thy spear and stop
 their way1  ,lift thine avenging rod2  
,but to my soul in mercy say1  ,i am thy
 ,saviour ,god4    #c ,they plant their 
snares to catch my feet1  ,and nets of  
mischief spread2  ,plunge the destroyers
 in the pit  ,that their own hands have 
made4    #d ,let fogs and darkness hide 
their way1  ,and slippery be their      
ground2  ,thy wrath shall make their    
lives a prey1  ,and all their rage      

confound4    #e ,they fly like chaff    
before the wind1  ,before thine angry   
breath2  ,the angel of the ,lord behind 
,pursues them down to death4    #f ,they
 love the road that leads to hell2      
,then let the rebels die  ,whose malice 
is implacable  ,against the ,lord on    
high4    #g ,but if thou hast a chosen  
few  ,amongst that impious race1        
,divide them from the bloody crew  ,by  
thy surprising grace4    #h ,then will  
,i raise my tuneful voice  ,to make thy 
wonders known2  ,in their salvation     
,i'll rejoice1  ,and bless thee for my  
own4      ,psalm #ce3b4 #ab-ad4 ,second 
,part4  ,love to enemies2 or1 ,the love 
of  ,christ to sinners typified in      
,david4    #a ,behold the love1 the     
generous love  ,that holy ,david shows2 
,hark1 how his sounding bowels move  ,to
 his afflicted foes6    #b ,when they   
are sick his soul complains1  ,and seems
 to feel the smart2  ,the spirit of the 
gospel reigns1  ,and melts his pious    
heart4    #c ,how did his flowing tears 

condole  ,as for a brother dead6  ,and  
fasting mortify'd his soul1  ,while for 
their life he pray'd4    #d ,they       
groan'd2 and curs'd him on their bed1   
,yet still he pleads and mourns2  ,and  
double blessings on his head  ,the      
righteous ,god returns4    #e ,o        
glorious type of heavenly grace6  ,thus 
,christ the ,lord appears2  ,while      
sinners curse1 the ,saviour prays1  ,and
 pities them with tears4    #f ,he1 the 
true ,david1 ,israel's king1  ,blest and
 belov'd of ,god1  ,to save us rebels   
dead in sin1  ,paid his own dearest     
blood4      ,psalm #cf3a4 #e-i4 ,l4 ,m4 
,the perfections and providence of ,god2
  or1 ,general providence and special   
grace4    #a ,high in the heavens1      
eternal ,god1  ,thy goodness in full    
glory shines2  ,thy truth shall break   
thro' every cloud  ,that veils and      
darkens thy designs4    #b ,for ever    
firm thy justice stands1  ,as mountains 
their foundations keep2  ,wise are the  
wonders of thy hands2  ,thy judgments   

are a mighty deep4    #c ,thy providence
 is kind and large1  ,both man and beast
 thy bounty share2  ,the whole creation 
is thy charge1  ,but saints are thy     
peculiar care4    #d ,my ,god6 how      
excellent thy grace1  ,whence all our   
hope and comfort springs6  ,the sons of 
,adam in distress  ,fly to the shadow of
 thy wings4    #e ,from the provisions  
of thy house  ,we shall be fed with     
sweet repast2  ,there mercy like a river
 flows1  ,and brings salvation to our   
taste4    #f ,life1 like a fountain rich
 and free  ,springs from the presence of
 the ,lord2  ,and in thy light our souls
 shall see  ,the glories promis'd in thy
 word4      ,psalm #cf3b4 #a #b #e #f #g
 #i ,c4 ,m4  ,practical atheism exposed2
 or1  ,the being and attributes of ,god 
asserted4    #a ,while men grow bold in 
wicked ways6  ,and yet a ,god they own1 
,my heart within me often says1  ,their 
thoughts believe there's none4    #b    
,their thoughts and ways at once declare
  7,whate'er their lips profess7  ,god  

hath no wrath for them to fear1  ,nor   
will they seek his grace4    #c ,what   
strange self-flattery blinds their eyes6
  ,but there's an hastening hour  ,when 
they shall see with sore surprise  ,the 
terrors of thy power4    #d ,thy justice
 shall maintain its throne1  ,tho'      
mountains melt away2  ,thy judgments are
 a world unknown1  ,a deep unfathom'd   
sea4    #e ,above the heavens' created  
rounds1  ,thy mercies1 ,lord1 extend2   
,thy truth outlives the narrow bounds1  
,where time and nature end4    #f       
,safety to man thy goodness brings1     
,nor overlooks the beast2  ,beneath the 
shadow of thy wings  ,thy children      
choose to rest4    #g ,from thee1 when  
creature-streams run low1  ,and mortal  
comforts die1  ,perpetual springs of    
life shall flow1  ,and raise our        
pleasures high4    #h ,tho' all created 
light decay1  ,and death close up our   
eyes  ,thy presence makes eternal day   
,where clouds can never rise4           
,psalm #cf3c4 #a-g4 ,s4 ,m4  ,the       

wickedness of man1 and the majesty of   
,god2  or4 ,practical atheism exposed4  
#a ,when man grows bold in sin  ,my     
heart within me cries1  ,he hath no     
faith of ,god within1  ,nor fear before 
his eyes4    #b ,he walks awhile        
conceal'd  ,in a self-flattering dream1 
,till his dark crimes at once reveal'd  
,expose his hateful name4    #c ,his    
heart is false and foul1  ,his words are
 smooth and fair2  ,wisdom is banish'd  
from his soul1  ,and leaves no goodness 
there4    #d ,he plots upon his bed     
,new mischiefs to fulfil2  ,he sets his 
heart1 and hand1 and head1  ,to practise
 all that's ill4    #e ,but there's a   
dreadful ,god1  ,tho' men renounce his  
fear2  ,his justice hid behind the cloud
  ,shall one great day appear4    #f    
,his truth transcends the sky2  ,in     
heaven his mercies dwell2  ,deep as the 
sea his judgments lie1  ,his anger burns
 to hell4    #g ,how excellent his love1
  ,whence all our safety springs6  ,o   
never let my soul remove  ,from         

underneath his wings4      ,psalm #cg3a4
 #a-ae4 ,first ,part4  ,the cure of     
envy1 fretfulness1 and unbelief2  or1   
,the rewards of the righteous1 and the  
wicked2  or1 ,the world's hatred1 and   
the saint's patience4    #a ,why should 
,i vex my soul and fret  ,to see the    
wicked rise8  ,or envy sinners waxing   
great1  ,by violence and lies4    #b ,as
 flowery grass cut down at noon1        
,before the evening fades  ,so shall    
their glories vanish soon  ,in          
everlasting shades4    #c ,then let me  
make the ,lord my trust1  ,and practise 
all that's good2  ,so shall ,i dwell    
among the just1  ,and he'll provide me  
food4    #d ,i to my ,god my ways       
commit1  ,and cheerful wait his will2   
,thy hand1 which guides my doubtful     
feet1  ,shall my desires fulfil4    #c  
,mine innocence shalt thou display1     
,and make thy judgments known1  ,fair as
 the light of dawning day1  ,and        
glorious as the noon4    #f ,the meek at
 last the earth possess1  ,and are the  

heirs of heav'n2  ,true riches with     
abundant peace1  ,to humble souls are   
given4    ,,pause4    #g ,rest in the   
,lord and keep his way1  ,nor let your  
anger rise1  ,tho' providence should    
long delay  ,to punish haughty vice4    
#h ,let sinners join to break your      
peace1  ,and plot1 and rage1 and foam2  
,the ,lord derides them1 for he sees    
,their day of vengeance come4    #i     
,they have drawn out the threatening    
sword1  ,have bent the murderous bow1   
,to slay the men that fear the ,lord1   
,and bring the righteous low4    #aj ,my
 ,god shall break their bows1 and burn  
,their persecuting darts1  ,shall their 
own swords against them turn1  ,and pain
 surprise their hearts4      ,psalm     
#cg3b4 #af #ba #bf-ca4 ,second ,part4   
,charity to the poor2 or1 ,religion in  
words and deeds4    #a ,why do the      
wealthy wicked boast1  ,and grow        
profanely bold8  ,the meanest portion of
 the just  ,excels the sinner's gold4   
#b ,the wicked borrows of his friends1  

,but ne'er designs to pay2  ,the saint  
is merciful and lends1  ,nor turns the  
poor away4    #c ,his alms with liberal 
heart he gives  ,amongst the sons of    
need2  ,his memory to long ages lives1  
,and blessed is his seed4    #d ,his    
lips abhor to talk profane1  ,to slander
 or defraud2  ,his ready tongue declares
 to men  ,what he has learn'd of ,god4  
#e ,the law and gospel of the ,lord     
,deep in his heart abide2  ,led by the  
,spirit and the word1  ,his feet shall  
never slide4    #f ,when sinners fall1  
the righteous stand1  ,preserv'd from   
every snare2  ,they shall possess the   
promis'd land1  ,and dwell for ever     
there4      ,psalm #cg3c4 #bc-bg4 ,third
 ,part4  ,the way and end of the        
righteous and the wicked4    #a ,my     
,god1 the steps of pious men  ,are      
order'd by thy will2  ,tho' they should 
fall1 they rise again1  ,thy hand       
supports them still4    #b ,the ,lord   
delights to see their ways1  ,their     
virtue he approves2  ,he'll ne'er       

deprive them of his grace1  ,nor leave  
the men he loves4    #c ,the heavenly   
heritage is theirs1  ,their portion and 
their home2  ,he feeds them now1 and    
makes them heirs  ,of blessings long to 
come4    #d ,wait on the ,lord1 ye sons 
of men1  ,nor fear when tyrants frown2  
,ye shall confess their pride was vain1 
,when justice casts them down4          
,,pause4    #e ,the haughty sinner have 
,i seen1  ,nor fearing man nor ,god1    
,like a tall bay-tree fair and green1   
,spreading his arms abroad4    #f ,and  
lo6 he vanish'd from the ground1        
,destroy'd by hands unseen3  ,nor root1 
nor branch1 nor leaf was found  ,where  
all that pride had been4    #g ,but mark
 the man of righteousness1  ,his several
 steps attend2  ,true pleasure runs     
thro' all his ways1  ,and peaceful is   
his end4      ,psalm #ch4  ,guilt of    
conscience and relief2 or1 ,repentance1 
and prayer for pardon and health4    #a 
,amidst thy wrath remember love1        
,restore thy servant1 ,lord2  ,nor let a

 father's chastening prove  ,like an    
avenger's sword4    #b ,thine arrows    
stick within my heart1  ,my flesh is    
sorely prest2  ,between the sorrow and  
the smart  ,my spirit finds no rest4    
#c ,my sins a heavy load appear1  ,and  
o'er my head are gone2  ,too heavy they 
for me to bear1  ,too hard for me t'    
atone4    #d ,my thoughts are like a    
troubled sea1  ,my head still bending   
down2  ,and ,i go mourning all the day  
,beneath my ,father's frown4    #e      
,lord1 ,i am weak1 and broken sore1     
,none of my powers are whole2  ,the     
inward anguish makes me roar1  ,the     
anguish of my soul4    #f ,all my desire
 to thee is known1  ,thine eye counts   
every tear1  ,and every sigh1 and every 
groan  ,is notic'd by thine ear4    #g  
,thou art my ,god1 my only hope2  ,my   
,god will hear my cry2  ,my ,god will   
bear my spirit up  ,when ,satan bids me 
die4    #h ,my foot is ever apt to      
slide1  ,my foes rejoice to see't2      
,they raise their pleasure and their    

pride  ,when they supplant my feet4     
#i ,but ,i'll confess my guilt to thee1 
,and grieve for all my sin1  ,i'll mourn
 how weak my graces be1  ,and beg       
support divine4    #aj ,my ,god1 forgive
 my follies past1  ,and be for ever     
nigh2  ,o ,lord of my salvation1 haste1 
,before thy servant die4      ,psalm    
#ci3a4 #a #b #c4 ,first ,part4          
,watchfulness over the tongue2  or1     
,prudence and zeal4    #a ,thus ,i      
resolv'd before the ,lord1  ,now will ,i
 watch my tongue1  ,lest ,i let slip one
 sinful word1  ,or do my neighbour      
wrong4    #b ,and if ,i'm e'er          
constrain'd to stay  ,with men of lives 
profane  ,i'll set a double guard that  
day1  ,nor let my talk be vain4    #c   
,i'll scarce allow my lips to speak     
,the pious thoughts ,i feel1  ,lest     
scoffers should th' occasion take  ,to  
mock my holy zeal4    #d ,yet if some   
proper hour appear1  ,i'll not be       
overaw'd1  ,but let the scoffing sinners
 hear  ,that ,i can speak for ,god4     

,psalm #ci3b4 #d-g4 ,second ,part4  ,the
 vanity of man as mortal4    #a ,teach  
me the measure of my days1  ,thou maker 
of my frame2  ,i would survey life's    
narrow space1  ,and learn' how frail ,i 
am4    #b ,a span is all that we can    
boast1  ,an inch or two of time2  ,man  
is but vanity and dust  ,in all his     
flower and prime4    #c ,see the vain   
race of mortals move  ,like shadows o'er
 the plain2  ,they rage and strive1     
desire and love1  ,but all the noise is 
vain4    #d ,some walk in honour's gaudy
 show1  ,some dig for golden ore1  ,they
 toil for heirs1 they know not who1     
,and straight are seen no more4    #e   
,what should ,i wish or wait for then   
,from creatures1 earth and dust8  ,they 
make our expectations vain1  ,and       
disappoint our trust4    #f ,now ,i     
forbid my carnal hope1  ,my fond desires
 recall2  ,i give my mortal interest up1
  ,and make my ,god my all4      ,psalm 
#ci3c4 #i-ac4 ,third ,part4  ,sick-bed  
devotion2 or1 ,pleading without         

repining4    #a ,god of my life1 look   
gently down1  ,behold the pains ,i feel2
  ,but ,i am dumb before thy throne1    
,nor dare dispute thy will4    #b       
,diseases are thy servants1 ,lord1      
,they come at thy command2  ,i'll not   
attempt a murmuring word  ,against thy  
chastening hand4    #c ,yet ,i may plead
 with humble cries1  ,remove thy sharp  
rebukes2  ,my strength consumes1 my     
spirit dies  ,thro' thy repeated        
strokes4    #d ,crush'd as a moth       
beneath thy hand1  ,we moulder to the   
dust2  ,our feeble powers can ne'er     
withstand1  ,and all our beauty's lost4 
#e ,this mortal life decays apace1  ,how
 soon the bubble's broke6  ,adam and all
 his numerous race  ,are vanity and     
smoke4    #f ,i'm but a sojourner below1
  ,as all my fathers were1  ,may ,i be  
well prepar'd to go  ,when ,i the       
summons hear4    #g ,but if my life be  
spar'd awhile1  ,before my last remove1 
,thy praise shall be my business still1 
,and ,i'll declare thy love4      ,psalm

 #dj3a4 #a #c #e #ag4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 
,m4  ,a song of deliverance from great  
distress4    #a ,i waited patient for   
the ,lord1  ,he bow'd to hear my cry2   
,he saw me resting on his word1  ,and   
brought salvation nigh4    #b ,he rais'd
 me from a horrid pit  ,where mourning  
long ,i lay1  ,and from my bonds        
releas'd my feet1  ,deep bonds of miry  
clay4    #c ,firm on a rock he made me  
stand1  ,and taught my cheerful tongue  
,to praise the wonders of his hand1  ,in
 a new thankful song4    #d ,i'll spread
 his works of grace abroad2  ,the saints
 with joy shall hear1  ,and sinners     
learn to make my ,god  ,their only hope 
and fear4    #e ,how many are thy       
thoughts of love6  ,thy mercies1 ,lord1 
how great6  ,we have not words nor hours
 enough  ,their numbers to repeat4    #f
 ,when ,i'm afflicted1 poor and low1    
,and light and peace depart1  ,my ,god  
beholds my heavy woe1  ,and bears me on 
his heart4      ,psalm #dj3b4 #f-i4     
,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the incarnation

 and sacrifice of ,christ4    #a ,thus  
saith the ,lord1  ,your work is vain1   
,give your burnt offerings o'er1  ,in   
dying goats and bullocks slain  ,my soul
 delights no more4    #b ,then spake the
 ,saviour1 ,lo1 ,i'm here1  ,my ,god1 to
 do thy will2  ',whate'er thy sacred    
books declare1  ,thy servant shall      
fulfil4    #c ,thy law is ever in my    
sight1  ,i keep it near my heart2  ,mine
 ears are open'd with delight  ,to what 
thy lips impart4    #d ,and see the     
bless'd ,redeemer comes1  ,th' eternal  
,son appears1  ,and at th' appointed    
time assumes  ,the body ,god prepares4  
#e ,much he reveal'd his ,father's      
grace1  ,and much his truth he shew'd1  
,and preach'd the way of righteousness1 
,where great assemblies stood4    #f    
,his ,father's honour touch'd his heart1
  ,he pity'd sinners' cries1  ,and1 to  
fulfil a ,saviour's part1  ,was made a  
sacrifice1    ,,pause4    #g ,no blood  
of beasts on altars shed  ,could wash   
the conscience clean1  ,but the rich    

sacrifice he paid  ,atones for all our  
sin4    #h ,then was the great salvation
 spread1  ,and ,satan's kingdom shook2  
,thus by the woman's promis'd seed  ,the
 serpent's head was broke4      ,psalm  
#dj3c4 #e-aj4 ,l4 ,m4  ,christ our      
sacrifice4    #a ,the wonders1 ,lord1   
thy love has wrought1  ,exceed our      
praise1 surmount our thought2  ,should  
,i attempt the long detail1  ,my speech 
would faint1 my numbers fail4    #b ,no 
blood of beasts on altars spilt1  ,can  
cleanse the souls of men from guilt1    
,but thou hast set before our eyes  ,an 
all-sufficient sacrifice4    #c ,lo6    
thine eternal ,son appears1  ,to thy    
designs he bows his ears1  ,assumes a   
body1 well prepar'd1  ,and well performs
 a work so hard4    #d ,behold1 ,i come1
 7the ,saviour cries1  ,with love and   
duty in his eyes7  ,i come to bear the  
heavy load  ,of sins1 and do thy will1  
my ,god4    #e ',tis written in thy     
great decree1  ',tis in thy book        
foretold of me1  ,i must fulfil the     

,saviour's part1  ,and1 lo6 thy law is  
in my heart6    #f ,i'll magnify thy    
holy law1  ,and rebels to obedience     
draw1  ',when on my cross ,i'm lifted   
high1  ,or to my crown above the sky4   
#g ,the ,spirit shall descend1 and show 
,what thou hast done1 and what ,i do2   
,the wond'ring world shall learn thy    
grace1  ,thy wisdom and thy             
righteousness4      ,psalm #da4 #a #b   
#c4  ,charity to the poor2 or1 ,pity to 
the afflicted4    #a ,blest is the man  
whose bowels move1  ,and melt with pity 
to the poor1  ,whose soul1 by           
sympathising love1  ,feels what his     
fellow-saints endure4    #b ,his heart  
contrives for their relief  ,more good  
than his own hands can do2  ,he1 in the 
time of general grief1  ,shall find the 
,lord has bowels too4    #c ,his soul   
shall live secure on earth1  ,with      
secret blessings on his head1  ,when    
drought1 and pestilence1 and dearth     
,around him multiply their dead4    #d  
,or if he languish on his couch1  ,god  

will pronounce his sins forgiv'n1  ,will
 save him with a healing touch1  ,or    
take his willing soul to heaven4        
,psalm #db3a4 #a-e4 ,first ,part4       
,desertion and hope2 or1 ,complaint  of 
absence from public worship4    #a ,with
 earnest longings of the mind1  ,my     
,god1 to thee ,i look2  ,so pants the   
hunted hart to find  ,and taste the     
cooling brook4    #b ,when shall ,i see 
thy courts of grace1  ,and meet my ,god 
again8  ,so long an absence from thy    
face  ,my heart endures with pain4    #c
 ,temptations vex my weary soul1  ,and  
tears are my repast2  ,the foe insults  
without control1  ,and where's your ,god
 at last8    #d ',tis with a mournful   
pleasure now  ,i think on ancient days2 
,then to thy house did numbers go1  ,and
 all our work was praise4    #e ,but    
why1 my soul1 sunk down so far  ,beneath
 this heavy load8  ,why do my thoughts  
indulge despair1  ,and sin against my   
,god8    #f ,hope in the ,lord1 whose   
mighty hand  ,can all thy woes remove2  

,for ,i shall yet before him stand1     
,and sing restoring love4      ,psalm   
#db3b4 #f-aa4 ,second ,part4            
,melancholy thoughts reproved2  or1     
,hope in afflictions4    #a ,my spirit  
sinks within me1 ,lord1  ,but ,i will   
call thy name to mind1  ,and times of   
past distress record1  ,when ,i have    
found my ,god was kind4    #b ,huge     
troubles1 with tumultuous noise1  ,swell
 like a sea1 and round me spread2  ,thy 
water-spouts drown all my joys1  ,and   
rising waves roll o'er my head4    #c   
,yet will the ,lord command his love1   
,when ,i address his throne by day1     
,nor in the night his grace remove2     
,the night shall hear me sing and pray4 
#d ,i'll cast myself before his feet1   
,and say ,my ,god1 my heavenly ,rock1   
,why doth thy love so long forget  ,the 
soul that groans beneath thy stroke8    
#e ,i'll chide my heart that sinks so   
low1  ,why should my soul indulge her   
grief8  ,hope in the ,lord1 and praise  
him too1  ,he is my rest1 my sure       

relief4    #f ,thy light and truth shall
 guide me still1  ,thy word shall my    
best thoughts employ1  ,and lead me to  
thine heavenly hill1  ,my ,god1 my most 
exceeding ,joy4      ,psalm #dd4 #a #b  
#c #h #ae-bf4  ,the church's complaint  
in persecution4    #a ,lord1 we have    
heard thy works of old1  ,thy works of  
power and grace1  ,when to our ears our 
fathers told  ,the wonders of their     
days3    #b ,how thou didst build thy   
churches here1  ,and make thy gospel    
known2  ,amongst them did thine arm     
appear1  ,thy light and glory shone4    
#c ,in ,god they boasted all the day1   
,and in a cheerful throng  ,did         
thousands meet to praise and pray1  ,and
 grace was all their song4    #d ,but   
now our souls are seiz'd with shame1    
,confusion fills our face1  ,to hear the
 enemy blaspheme1  ,and fools reproach  
thy grace4    #e ,yet have we not forgot
 our ,god1  ,nor falsely dealt with     
heaven1  ,nor have our steps declin'd   
the road  ,of duty thou hast given4     

#f ,tho' dragons all around us roar     
,with their destructive breath1  ,and   
thine own hand has bruis'd us sore      
,hard by the gates of death4    ,,pause4
    #g ,we are expos'd all day to die   
,as martyrs for thy cause1  ,as sheep   
for slaughter bound we lie  ,by sharp   
and bloody laws4    #h ,awake1 arise1   
almighty ,lord1  ,why sleeps thy wonted 
grace8  ,why should we look like men    
abhorr'd1  ,or banish'd from thy face8  
#i ,wilt thou for ever cast us off  ,and
 still neglect our cries8  ,for ever    
hide thine heavenly love  ,from our     
afflicted eyes8    #aj ,down to the dust
 our soul is bow'd1  ,and dies upon the 
ground2  ,rise for our help1 rebuke the 
proud1  ,and all their powers confound4 
#aa ,redeem us from perpetual shame1    
,our ,saviour and our ,god2  ,we plead  
the honours of thy ,name1  ,the merits  
of thy blood4      ,psalm #de3a4 ,s4 ,m4
  ,the glory of ,christ2 the success of 
the gospel2 and the ,gentile church4    
#a ,my ,saviour and my ,king1  ,thy     

beauties are divine2  ,thy lips with    
blessings overflow1  ,and every grace is
 thine4    #b ,now make thy glory known1
  ,gird on thy dreadful sword1  ,and    
ride in majesty to spread  ,the         
conquests of thy word4    ,strike thro' 
thy stubborn foes1  ,or melt their      
hearts t'obey1  ,while justice1         
meekness1 grace1 and truth1  ,attend thy
 glorious way4    #d ,thy laws1 ,o ,god1
 are right2  ,thy throne shall ever end2
  ,and thy victorious gospel proves  ,a 
sceptre in thy hand4    #e ,thy ,father 
and thy ,god  ,hath without measure shed
  ,his ,spirit1 like a joyful oil1      
,t'anoint thy sacred head4    #f        
,behold1 at thy right hand  ,the        
,gentile church is seen1  ,like a fair  
bride in rich attire1  ,and princes     
guard the queen4    #g ,fair bride1     
receive his love1  ,forget thy father's 
house2  ,forsake thy gods1 thy idol     
gods1  ,and pay thy ,lord thy vows4     
#h ,o let thy ,god and ,king  ,thy      
sweetest thoughts employ2  ,thy children

 shall his honours sing  ,in palaces of 
joy4      ,psalm #de3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the   
personal glories and government of      
,christ4    #a ,i'll speak the honours  
of my ,king1  ,his form divinely fair2  
,none of the sons of mortal race  ,may  
with the ,lord compare4    #b ,sweet is 
thy speech and heavenly grace  ,upon thy
 lips is shed2  ,thy ,god1 with         
blessings infinite1  ,hath crown'd thy  
sacred head4    #c ,gird on thy sword1  
victorious ,prince1  ,ride with majestic
 sway2  ,thy terrors shall strike thro' 
thy foes1  ,and make the world obey4    
#d ,thy throne1 ,o ,god1 for ever       
stands2  ,thy word of grace shall prove 
,a peaceful sceptre in thy hands1  ,to  
rule the saints by love4    #e ,justice 
and truth attend thee still  ,but mercy 
is thy choice2  ,and ,god1 thy ,god1 thy
 soul shall fill  ,with most peculiar   
joys4      ,psalm #de3c4 ,first ,part4  
,l4 ,m4  ,the glory of ,christ1 and     
power of his gospel4    #a ,now be my   
heart inspir'd to sing  ,the glories of 

my ,saviour-king1  ,jesus the ,lord2 how
 heavenly fair  ,his form6 how 'bright  
his beauties are6    #b ,o'er all the   
sons of human race  ,he shines with a   
superior grace1  ,love from his lips    
divinely flows1  ,and blessings all his 
state compose4    #c ,dress thee in     
arms1 most mighty ,lord1  ,gird on the  
terror of thy sword1  ,in majesty and   
glory ride  ,with truth and meekness at 
thy side4     #d ,thine anger1 like a   
pointed dart1  ,shall pierce the foes of
 stubborn heart2  ,or words of mercy    
kind and sweet  ,shall melt the rebels  
at thy feet4    #e ,thy throne1 ,o ,god1
 for ever stands1  ,grace is the sceptre
 in thy hands2  ,thy laws and works are 
just and right1  ,justice and grace are 
thy delight4    #f ,god1 thine own ,god1
 has richly shed  ,his oil of gladness  
on thy head1  ,and with his sacred      
,spirit blest  ,his first-born ,son     
above the rest4      ,psalm #de3d4      
,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,christ and his 
church2 or1 ,the mystical marriage4     

#a ,the king of saints1 how fair his    
face1  ,adorn'd with majesty and grace6 
,he comes with blessings from above1    
,and wins the nations to his love4    #b
 ,at his right hand our eyes behold     
,the queen array'd in purest gold2  ,the
 world admires her heavenly dress1  ,her
 robe of joy and righteousness4    #c   
,he forms her beauties like his own2    
,he calls and seats her near his throne3
  ,fair stranger1 let thine heart forget
  ,the idols of thy native state4    #d 
,so shall the ,king the more rejoice    
,in thee1 the favourite of his choice2  
,let him be lov'd and yet ador'd1  ,for 
he's thy ,maker and thy ,lord4    #e ,o 
happy hour1 when thou shalt rise  ,to   
his fair palace in the skies1  ,and all 
thy ,sons 7a numerous train7  ,each like
 a prince in glory reign6    #f ,let    
endless honours crown his head2  ,let   
every age his praises spread2  ,while we
 with cheerful songs approve  ,the      
condescensions of his love4      ,psalm 
#df3a4 ,first ,part4  ,the church's     

safety and triumph  among national      
desolations4    #a ,god is the refuge of
 his saints1  ,when storms of sharp     
distress invade2  ,ere we can offer our 
complaints  ,behold him present with his
 aid4    #b ,let mountains from their   
seats be hurl'd  ,down to the deep1 and 
buried there2  ,convulsions shake the   
solid world1  ,our faith shall never    
yield to fear4    #c ,loud may the      
troubled ocean roar1  ,in sacred peace  
our souls abide1  ,while every nation1  
every shore1  ,trembles1 and dreads the 
swelling tide4    #d ,there is a stream 
whose gentle flow  ,supplies the city of
 our ,god2  ,life1 love1 and joy still  
gliding thro'1  ,and watering our divine
 abode4    #e ,that sacred stream1 thine
 holy word1  ,that all our raging fear  
controls3  ,sweet peace thy promises    
afford1  ,and give new strength to      
fainting souls4    #f ,sion enjoys her  
monarch's love1  ,secure against a      
threatening hour2  ,nor can her firm    
foundations move1  ,built on his truth1 

and arm'd with pow'r4      ,psalm #df3b4
 ,second ,part4  ,god fights for his    
church4    #a ,let ,sion in her ,king   
rejoice1  ,tho' tyrants rage and        
kingdoms rise2  ,he utters his almighty 
voice1  ,the nations melt1 the tumult   
dies4    #b ,the ,lord of old for ,jacob
 fought1  ,and ,jacob's ,god is still   
our aid2  ,behold the works his hand has
 wrought1  ,what desolations he has     
made6    #c ,from sea to sea1 thro' all 
the shores1  ,he makes the noise of     
battle cease2  ,when from on high his   
thunder roars1  ,he awes the trembling  
world to peace4    #d ,he breaks the    
bow1 he cuts the spear1  ,chariots he   
burns with heavenly flame2  ,keep       
silence all the earth1 and hear  ,the   
sound and glory of his ,name4    #e ,be 
still1 and learn that ,i am ,god1  ,i'll
 be exalted o'er the lands1  ,i will be 
known and fear'd abroad1  ,but still my 
throne in ,sion stands4    #f ,o ,lord  
of hosts1 almighty ,king1  ,while we so 
near thy presence dwell1  ,our faith    

shall sit secure1 and sing  ,defiance to
 the gates of hell4      ,psalm #dg4    
,christ ascending and reigning4    #a ,o
 for a shout of sacred joy  ,to ,god the
 sovereign ,king6  ,let every land their
 tongues employ1  ,and hymns of triumph 
sing4    #b ,jesus our ,god ascends on  
high1  ,his heavenly guards around      
,attend him rising thro' the sky1  ,with
 trumpet's joyful sound4    #c ,while   
angels shout and praise their ,king1    
,let mortals learn their strains2  ,let 
all the earth his honour sing2  ,o'er   
all the earth he reigns4    #d ,rehearse
 his praise with awe profound1  ,let    
knowledge lead the song1  ,nor mock him 
with a solemn sound  ,upon a thoughtless
 tongue4    #e ,in ,israel stood his    
ancient throne1  ,he lov'd that chosen  
race2  ,but now he calls the world his  
own1  ,and heathens taste his grace4    
#f ,the ,british islands are the        
,lord's1  ,there ,abraham's ,god is     
known1  ,while powers and princes1      
shields and swords1  ,submit before his 

throne4      ,psalm #dh3a4 #a-h4 ,first 
,part4  ,the church is the honour and   
safety of a nation4    #a ,great is the 
,lord our ,god1  ,and let his praise be 
great2  ,he makes his churches his      
abode1  ,his most delightful seat4    #b
 ,these temples of his grace1  ,how     
beautiful they stand6  ,the honours of  
our native place1  ,and bulwarks of our 
land4    #c ,in ,sion ,god is known  ,a 
refuge in distress2  ,how bright has his
 salvation shone  ,thro' all her        
palaces6    #d ,when kings against her  
join'd1  ,and saw the ,lord was there1  
,in wild confusion of the mind  ,they   
fled with hasty tear4    #e ,when navies
 tall and proud  ,attempt to spoil our  
peace1  ,he sends his tempests roaring  
loud1  ,and sinks them in the seas4     
#f ,oft have our fathers told1  ,our    
eyes have often seen1  ,how well our    
,god secures the fold  ,where his own   
sheep have been4    #g ,in every new    
distress  ,we'll to his house repair4   
,we'll think upon his wondrous grace1   

,and seek deliverance there4      ,psalm
 #dh3b4 #aj-ad4 ,second ,part4  ,the    
beauty of the church2 or1  ,gospel      
worship and order4    #a ,far as thy    
name is known  ,the world declares thy  
praise2  ,thy saints1 ,o ,lord1 before  
thy throne  ,their songs of honour      
raise4    #b ,with joy let ,judah stand 
,on ,sion's chosen hill1  ,proclaim the 
wonders of thy hand1  ,and counsels of  
thy will4    #c ,let strangers walk     
around  ,the city where we dwell1       
,compass and view thine holy ground1    
,and mark the building well4    #d ,the 
orders of thy house1  ,the worship of   
thy court1  ,the cheerful songs1 the    
solemn vows2  ,and make a fair report4  
#e ,how decent and how wise6  ,how      
glorious to behold6  ,beyond the pomp   
that charms the eyes1  ,and rites       
adorn'd with gold4    #f ,the ,god we   
worship now  ,will guide us till we die1
  ,will be our ,god while here below1   
,and ours above the sky4      ,psalm    
#di3a4 #h-ad4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     

,pride and death2 or1 ,the vanity of    
life and riches4    #a ,why doth the man
 of riches grow  ,to insolence and      
pride1  ,to see his wealth and honours  
flow  ,with every rising tide8    #b    
,why doth he treat the poor with scorn1 
,made of the self-same clay1  ,and boast
 as tho' his flesh was born  ,of better 
dust than they8    #c ,not all his      
treasures can procure  ,his soul a short
 reprieve1  ,redeem from death one      
guilty hour1  ,or make his brother live4
    #d ,life is a blessing can't be     
sold1  ,the ransom is too high2         
,justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold 
,that man may never die4    #e ,he sees 
the brutish and the wise1  ,the timorous
 and the brave1  ,quit their            
possessions1 close their eyes1  ,and    
hasten to the grave4    #f ,yet 'tis his
 inward thought and pride1--  ,my house 
shall ever stand2  ,and that my name may
 long abide1  ,i'll give it to my land4 
#g ,vain are his thoughts1 his hopes are
 lost1  ,how soon his memory dies6  ,his

 name is written in the dust  ,where his
 own carcase lies4    ,,pause4    #h    
,this is the folly of their way2  ,and  
yet their sons1 as vain1  ,approve the  
words their fathers say1  ,and act their
 works again4    #i ,men void of wisdom 
and of grace1  ,if honour raise them    
high4  ,live like the beast1 a          
thoughtless race1  ,and like the beast  
they die4    #aj ,laid in the grave like
 silly sheep1  ,death feeds upon them   
there1  ,till the last trumpet break    
their sleep  ,in terror and despair4    
,psalm #di3b4 #ad #ae4 ,second ,part4   
,c4 ,m4  ,death and the resurrection4   
#a ,ye sons of pride1 that hate the     
just1  ,and trample on the poor1  ,when 
death has brought you down to dust1     
,your pomp shall rise no more1    #b    
,the last great day shall change the    
scene2  ,when will that hour appear8    
,when shall the just revive1 and reign  
,o'er all that scorn'd them here8    #c 
,god will my naked soul receive1  ,when 
sep'rate from the flesh2  ,and break the

 prison of the grave  ,to raise my bones
 afresh4    #d ,heaven is my everlasting
 home1  ,th' inheritance is sure2  ,let 
men of pride their rage resume1  ,but   
,i'll repine no more4      ,psalm #di3c4
 ,l4 ,m4  ,the rich sinner's death1 and 
the saint's resurrection4    #a ,why do 
the proud insult the poor1  ,and boast  
the large estates they have8  ,how vain 
are riches to secure  ,their haughty    
owners from the grave6    #b ,they can't
 redeem one hour from death1  ,with all 
the wealth in which they trust2  ,nor   
give a dying brother breath1  ,when ,god
 commands him down to dust4    #c ,there
 the dark earth and dismal shade  ,shall
 clasp their naked bodies round2  ,that 
flesh1 so delicately fed1  ,lies cold1  
and moulders in the ground4    #d ,like 
thoughtless sheep the sinner dies1      
,laid in the grave for worms to eat2    
,the saints shall in the morning rise1  
,and find th' oppressor at their feet4  
#e ,his honours perish in the dust1     
,and pomp and beauty1 birth and blood3  

,that glorious day exalts the just  ,to 
full dominion o'er the proud4    #f ,my 
,saviour shall my life restore1  ,and   
raise me from my dark abode2  ,my flesh 
and soul shall part no more1  ,but dwell
 for ever near my ,god4      ,psalm     
#ej3a4 #a-f4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the
 last judgment2 or1 ,the saints         
rewarded4    #a ,the ,lord1 the ,judge1 
before his throne1  ,bids the whole     
earth draw nigh1  ,the nations near the 
rising sun1  ,and near the western sky4 
#b ,no more shall bold blasphemers say1 
,judgment will ne'er begin1  ,no more   
abuse his long delay  ,to impudence and 
sin4    #c ,thron'd on a cloud our ,god 
shall come1  ,bright flames prepare his 
way1  ,thunder and darkness1 fire and   
storm1  ,lead on the dreadful day4    #d
 ,heaven from above his call shall hear1
  ,attending angels come1  ,and earth   
and hell shall know and fear  ,his      
justice and their doom4    #e ,but      
gather all my saints1 he cries1  ,that  
made their peace with ,god1  ,by the    

,redeemer's sacrifice1  ,and seal'd it  
with his blood4    #f ,their faith and  
works brought forth to light  ,shall    
make the world confess  ,my sentence of 
reward is right1  ,and heaven adore my  
grace4      ,psalm #ej3b4 #h #aj #aa #ad
 #ae #bc4  ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4       
,obedience is better than sacrifice4    
#a ,thus saith the ,lord1 the spacious  
fields  ,and flocks and herds are mine  
,o'er all the cattle of the hills  ,i   
claim a right divine4    #b ,i ask no   
sheep for sacrifice1  ,nor bullocks     
burnt with fire2  ,to hope and love1 to 
pray and praise1  ,is all that ,i       
require4    #c ,call upon me when       
trouble's near1  ,my hand shall set thee
 free2  ,then shall thy thankful lips   
declare  ,the honour due to me4    #d   
,the man that offers humble praise1  ,he
 glorifies me best2  ,and those that    
tread my holy ways  ,shall my salvation 
taste4      ,psalm #ej3c4 #a #e #h #af  
#ba #bb4 #c;d ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the      
judgement of hypocrites4    #a ,when    

,christ to judgment shall descend  ,and 
saints surround their ,lord1  ,he calls 
the nations to attend1  ,and hear his   
awful word4    #b ,not for the want of  
bullocks slain  ,will ,i the world      
reprove2  ,altars and rites and forms   
are vain1  ,without the fire of love4   
#c ,and what have hypocrites to do  ,to 
bring their sacrifice8  ,they call my   
statutes just and true1  ,but deal in   
theft and lies4    #d ,could you expect 
to 'scape my sight1  ,and sin without   
control8  ,but ,i shall bring your      
crimes to light1  ,with anguish in your 
soul4    #e ,consider1 ye that slight   
the ,lord1  ,before his wrath appear2   
,if once you fall beneath his sword1    
,there's no deliverer there4      ,psalm
 #ej3d4 ,l4 ,m4  ,hypocrisy exposed4    
#a ,the ,lord1 the ,judge1 his churches 
warns1  ,let hypocrites attend and fear1
  ,who place their hope in rites and    
forms1  ,but make not faith nor love    
their care4    #b ,vile wretches dare   
rehearse his name  ,with lips of        

falsehood and deceit2  ,a friend or     
brother they defame1  ,and soothe and   
flatter those they hate4    #c ,they    
watch to do their neighbours wrong2     
,yet dare to seek their ,maker's face2  
,they take his covenant on their tongue1
  ,but break his laws1 abuse his grace4 
#d ,to heaven they lift their hands     
unclean1  ,defil'd with lust1 defil'd   
with blood2  ,by night they practise    
every sin1  ,by day their mouths draw   
near to ,god4    #e ,and while his      
judgments long delay1  ,they grow secure
 and sin the more2  ,they think he      
sleeps as well as they1  ,and put far   
off the dreadful hour4    #f ,o dreadful
 hour6 when ,god draws near1  ,and sets 
their crimes before their eyes6  ,his   
wrath their guilty souls shall tear1    
,and no deliverer dare to rise4         
,psalm #ej3e4 ,to a new ,tune4  ,the    
last judgment4    #a ,the ,lord the     
,sovereign sends his summons forth1     
,calls the south nations1 and awakes the
 north2  ,from east to west the sounding

 orders spread  ,thro' distant worlds   
and regions of the dead3  ,no more shall
 atheists mock his long delay2  ,his    
vengeance sleeps no more3 behold the    
day6    #b ,behold the ,judge descends2 
his guards are nigh2  ,tempest and fire 
attend him down the sky3  ,heaven1 earth
 and hell draw near2 let all things come
  ,to hear his justice and the sinners  
doom3  ,but gather first my saints 7the 
,judge commands7  ,bring them1 ye       
angels1 from their distant lands4    #c 
,behold6 my covenant stands for ever    
good1  ,seal'd by the eternal sacrifice 
in blood1  ,and sign'd with all their   
names2 the ,greek1 the ,jew1  ,that paid
 the ancient worship or the new4        
,there's no distinction here3 come      
spread their thrones1  ,and near me seat
 my favorites and my sons4    #d ,i     
their almighty ,saviour and their ,god1 
,i am their ,judge3 ye heavens1 proclaim
 abroad  ,my just eternal sentence1 and 
declare  ,those awful truths that       
sinners dread to hear3  ,sinners in     

,zion1 tremble and retire2  ,i doom the 
painted hypocrite to fire4    #e ,not   
for the want of goats or bullocks slain 
,do ,i condemn thee2 bulls and goats are
 vain  ,without the flames of love3 in  
vain the store  ,of brutal offerings    
that were mine before2  ,mine are the   
tamer beasts and savage breed1  ,flocks1
 herds1 and fields1 and forests where   
they feed4    #f ,if ,i were hungry     
would ,i ask thee food8  ,when did ,i   
thirst1 or drink thy bullocks blood8    
,can ,i be flatter'd with thy cringing  
bows1  ,thy solemn chatterings and      
fantastic vows8  ,are my eyes charm'd   
thy vestments to behold1  ,glaring in   
gems1 and gay in woven gold8    #g      
,unthinking wretch6 how couldst thou    
hope to please  ,a ,god1 a spirit1 with 
such toys as these8  ,while with my     
grace and statutes on thy tongue1  ,thou
 lov'st deceit1 and dost thy brother    
wrong2  ,in vain to pious forms thy zeal
 pretends1  ,thieves and adulterers are 
thy chosen friends4    #h ,silent ,i    

waited with lone-suffering love1  ,but  
didst thou hope that ,i should ne'er    
reprove8  ,and cherish such an impious  
thought within1  ,that ,god the         
righteous would indulge thy sin8        
,behold my terrors now3 my thunders     
roll1  ,and thy own crimes affright thy 
guilty soul4    #i ,sinners1 awake      
betimes2 ye fools1 be wise2  ,awake1    
before this dreadful morning rise2      
,change your vain thoughts1 your crooked
 works amend1  ,fly to the ,saviour1    
make the ,judge your friend2  ,lest like
 a lion his last vengeance tear  ,your  
trembling souls1 and no deliverer near4 
,psalm #ej3f4 ,to the old proper ,tune4 
,the last judgment4    #a ,the ,god of  
glory sends his summons forth1  ,calls  
the south nations1 and awakes the north2
  ,from east to west the sov'reign      
orders spread1  ,thro' distant worlds1  
and regions of the dead3  ,the trumpet  
sounds2 hell trembles2 heaven rejoices2 
,lift up your heads1 ye saints1 with    
cheerful voices4    #b ,no more shall   

atheists mock his long delay2  ,his     
vengeance sleeps no more2 behold the    
day2  ,behold the ,judge descends2 his  
guards are nigh2  ,tempests and fire    
attend him down the sky4  ,when ,god    
appears1 all nature shall adore him2    
,while sinners tremble1 saints rejoice  
before him1    #c ,heaven1 earth1 and   
hell1 draw near2 let all things come    
,to hear my justice and the sinner's    
doom2  ,but gather first my saints1 the 
,judge commands1  ,bring them1 ye angels
 from their distant lands3  ,when       
,christ returns1 wake every cheerful    
passion1  ,and shout1 ye saints2 he     
comes for your salvation4    #d ,behold 
my covenant stands for ever good1       
,seal'd by th' eternal sacrifice in     
blood1  ,and sign'd with all their      
names1 the ,greek1 the ,jew1  ,that paid
 the ancient worship or the new4        
,there's no distinction here3 join all  
your voices1  ,and raise your heads1 ye 
saints1 for heaven rejoices4    #e ,here
 7saith the ,lord7 ye angels1 spread    

their thrones3  ,and near me seat my    
favorites and my sons3  ,come1 my       
redeem'd1 possess the joys prepar'd     
,ere time began6 'tis your divine       
reward3  ,when ,christ returns1 wake    
every cheerful passion1  ,and shout1 ye 
saints2 he comes for your salvation4    
,,pause ,,the ,,first4    #f ,i am the  
,saviour1 ,i th' almighty ,god1  ,i am  
the ,judge3 ye heavens1 proclaim abroad 
,my just eternal sentence1 and declare  
,those awful truths that sinners dread  
to hear1  ,when ,god appears all nature 
shall adore him2  ,while sinners        
tremble1 saints rejoice before him4     
#g ,stand forth1 thou bold blasphemer   
and profane1  ,now feel my wrath1 nor   
call my threatenings vain1  ,thou       
hypocrite1 once drest in saint's attire1
  ,i doom the painted hypocrite to fire4
  ,judgment proceeds2 hell trembles2    
heaven rejoices2  ,lift up your heads1  
ye saints1 with cheerful voices4    #h  
,not for the want of goats or bullocks  
slain  ,do ,i condemn thee2 bulls and   

goats are vain  ,without the flames of  
love2 in vain the store  ,of brutal     
offerings that were mine before3  ,earth
 is the ,lord's2 all nature shall adore 
him2  ,while sinners tremble1 saints    
rejoice before him4    #i ,if ,i were   
hungry1 would ,i ask thee food8  ,when  
did ,i thirst1 or drink thy bullocks    
blood8  ,mine are the tamer beasts and  
savage breed1  ,flocks1 herds1 and      
fields1 and forests where they feed3    
,all is the ,lord's2 he rules the wide  
creation3  ,gives sinners vengeance1 and
 the saints salvation4    #aj ,can ,i be
 flatter'd with thy cringing bows1  ,thy
 solemn chatterings and fantastic vows8 
,are my eyes charm'd thy vestments to   
behold1  ,glaring in gems1 and gay in   
woven gold8  ,god is the judge of       
hearts2 no fair disguises  ,can screen  
the guilty when his vengeance rises4    
,,pause ,,the ,,second4    #aa          
,unthinking wretch6 how couldst thou    
hope to please  ,a ,god1 a spirit with  
such toys as these6  ,while with my     

grace and statutes on thy tongue1  ,thou
 lov'st deceit1 and dost thy brother    
wrong6  ,judgment proceeds2 hell        
trembles2 heaven rejoices3  ,lift up    
your heads1 ye saints1 with cheerful    
voices4    #ab ,in vain to pious forms  
thy zeal pretends1  ,thieves and        
adulterers are thy chosen friends2      
,while the false flatterer at my altar  
waits1  ,his harden'd soul divine       
instruction hates4  ,god is the judge of
 hearts2 no fair disguises  ,can screen 
the guilty when his vengeance rises4    
#ac ,silent ,i waited with long         
suffering love2  ,but didst thou hope   
that ,i should ne'er reprove8  ,and     
cherish such an impious thought within1 
,that the ,all-,holy would indulge thy  
sin8  ,see1 ,god appears2 all nature    
joins t' adore him2  ,judgment proceeds1
 and sinners fall before him4    #ad    
,behold my terrors now2 my thunders     
roll1  ,and thy own crimes affright thy 
guilty soul2  ,now like a lion shall my 
vengeance tear  ,thy bleeding heart1 and

 no deliverer near3  ,judgment          
concludes2 hell trembles2 heaven        
rejoices2  ,lift up your heads1 ye      
saints1 with cheerful voices44          
,,epiphonema4    #ae ,sinners1 awake    
betimes2 ye fools1 be wise2  ,awake     
before this dreadful morning rise3      
,change your vain thoughts1 your crooked
 works amend1  ,fly to the ,saviour1    
make the ,judge your friend3  ,then join
 the saints3 wake every cheerful        
passion2  ,when ,christ returns1 he     
comes for your salvation4      ,psalm   
#ea3a4 ,first ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,a        
penitent pleading for pardon4    #a     
,shew pity1 ,lord1 ,o ,lord1 forgive1   
,let a repenting rebel live3  ,are not  
thy mercies large and free8  ,may not a 
sinner trust in thee8    #b ,my crimes  
are great1 but not surpass  ,the power  
and glory of thy grace2  ,great ,god1   
thy nature hath no bound1  ,so let thy  
pardoning love be found4    #c ,o wash  
my ,soul from every sin1  ,and make my  
guilty conscience clean2  ,here on my   

heart the burden lies1  ,and past       
offences pain my eyes4    #d ,my lips   
with shame my sins confess  ,against thy
 law1 against thy grace3  ,lord1 should 
thy judgment grow severe1  ,i am        
condemn'd1 but thou art clear4    #e    
,should sudden vengeance seize my       
breath1  ,i must pronounce thee just in 
death2  ,and if my soul were sent to    
hell1  ,thy righteous law approves it   
well4    #f ,yet save a trembling       
sinner1 ,lord1  ,whose hope1 still      
hovering round thy word1  ,would light  
on some sweet promise there1  ,some sure
 support against despair4      ,psalms  
#ea3b4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,original
 and actual sin confessed4    #a ,lord1 
,i am vile1 conceiv'd in sin2  ,and born
 unholy and unclean2  ,sprung from the  
man whose guilty fall  ,corrupts the    
race1 and taints us all4    #b ,soon as 
we draw our infant-breath1  ,the seeds  
of sin grow up for death2  ,thy law     
demands a perfect heart1  ,but we're    
defil'd in every part4    #c ,great     

,god1 create my heart anew1  ,and form  
my spirit pure and true3  ,o make me    
wise betimes to spy  ,my danger1 and my 
remedy4    #d ,behold ,i fall before thy
 face2  ,my only refuge is thy grace3   
,no outward forms can make me clean2    
,the leprosy lies deep within4    #e ,no
 bleeding bird1 nor bleeding beast1     
,nor hyssop branch1 nor sprinkling      
priest1  ,nor running brook1 nor flood1 
nor sea1  ,can wash the dismal stain    
away4    #f ,jesus1 my ,god1 thy blood  
alone  ,hath power sufficient to atone2 
,thy blood can make me white as snow2   
,no ,jewish types could cleanse me so4  
#g ,while guilt disturbs and breaks my  
peace1  ,nor flesh1 nor soul hath rest  
or ease2  ,lord1 let me hear thy        
pardoning voice1  ,and make my broken   
bones rejoice4      ,psalm #ea3c4 ,third
 ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the backslider        
restored2 or1 ,repentance  and faith in 
the blood of ,christ4    #a ,o thou that
 hear'st when sinners cry1  ,tho' all my
 crimes before thee lie1  ,behold them  

not with angry look1  ,but blot their   
memory from thy book4    #b ,create my  
nature pure within1  ,and form my soul  
averse to sin2  ,let thy good ,spirit   
ne'er depart1  ,nor hide thy presence   
from my heart4    #c ,i cannot live     
without thy light1  ,cast out and       
banish'd from thy sight3  ,thine holy   
joys1 my ,god1 restore1  ,and guard me  
that ,i fall no more4    #d ,tho' ,i    
have griev'd thy ,spirit1 ,lord1  ,his  
help and comfort still afford3  ,and let
 a wretch come near thy throne  ,to     
plead the merits of thy ,son4    #e ,a  
broken heart1 my ,god1 my ,king1  ,is   
all the sacrifice ,i bring2  ,the ,god  
of grace will ne'er despise  ,a broken  
heart for sacrifice4    #f ,my soul lies
 humbled in the dust1  ,and owns thy    
dreadful sentence just2  ,look down1 ,o 
,lord1 with pitying eye1  ,and save the 
soul condemn'd to die4    #g ,then will 
,i teach the world thy ways2  ,sinners  
shall learn thy sovereign grace2  ,i'll 
lead them to my ,saviour's blood1  ,and 

they shall praise a pardoning ,god4     
#h ,o may thy love inspire my tongue6   
,salvation shall be all my song2  ,and  
all my powers shall join to bless  ,the 
,lord1 my strength and righteousness4   
,psalm #ea3d4 #c-ac4 ,first ,part4 ,c4  
,m4  ,original and actual sin confessed 
and pardoned4    #a ,lord1 ,i would     
spread my sore distress  ,and guilt     
before thine eyes2  ,against thy laws1  
against thy grace1  ,how high my crimes 
arise4    #b ,shouldst thou condemn my  
soul to hell1  ,and crush my flesh to   
dust1  ,heaven would approve thy        
vengeance well1  ,and earth must own it 
just4    #c ,i from the stock of ,adam  
came1  ,unholy and unclean2  ,all my    
original is shame1  ,and all my nature  
sin4    #d ,born in a world of guilt1 ,i
 drew  ,contagion with my breath2  ,and1
 as my days advanc'd1 ,i grew  ,a juster
 prey for death4    #e ,cleanse me1 ,o  
,lord1 and cheer my soul  ,with thy     
forgiving love2  ,o1 make my broken     
spirit whole1  ,and bid my pains remove4

    #f ,let not thy ,spirit quite       
depart1  ,nor drive me from thy face2   
,create anew my vicious heart1  ,and    
fill it with thy grace4    #g ,then will
 ,i make thy mercy known  ,before the   
sons of men2  ,backsliders shall address
 thy throne1  ,and turn to ,god again4  
,psalm #ea3e4 #ad-ag4 ,second ,part4 ,c4
 ,m4  ,repentance and faith in the blood
 of ,christ4    #a ,o ,god of mercy6    
hear my call1  ,my loads of guilt       
remove2  ,break down this separating    
wall  ,that bars me from thy love4    #b
 ,give me the presence of thy grace1    
,then my rejoicing tongue  ,shall speak 
aloud thy righteousness1  ,and make thy 
praise my song4    #c ,no blood of      
goats1 nor heifers slain1  ,for sin     
could e'er atone2  ,the death of ,christ
 shall still remain  ,sufficient and    
alone4    #d ,a soul opprest with sin's 
desert1  ,my ,god will ne'er despise2   
,a humble groan1 a broken heart  ,is our
 best sacrifice4      ,psalm #ec4 #d-f4 
,victory and deliverance from           

persecution4    #a ,are all the foes of 
,sion fools1  ,who thus devour her      
saints8  ,do they not know her ,saviour 
rules1  ,and pities her complaints8     
#b ,they shall be seiz'd with sad       
surprise2  ,for ,god's revenging arm    
,scatters the bones of them that rise   
,to do his children harm4    #c ,in vain
 the sons of ,satan boast  ,of armies in
 array3  ,when ,god has first despis'd  
their host1  ,they fall an easy prey4   
#d ,o for a word from ,sion's ,king     
,her captives to restore6  ,jacob with  
all his tribes shall sing1  ,and ,judah 
weep no more4      ,psalm #ee3a4 #a-h   
#af-ah #bb4 ,c4 ,m4  ,support for the   
afflicted and tempted soul4    #a ,o    
,god1 my refuge1 hear my cries1  ,behold
 my flowing tears1  ,for earth and hell 
my hurt devise1  ,and triumph in my     
fears4    #b ,their rage is levell'd at 
my life1  ,my soul with guilt they load1
  ,and fill my thoughts with inward     
strife  ,to shake my hope in ,god4    #c
 ,with inward pain my heart-strings     

sound1  ,i groan with every breath2     
,horror and fear beset me round         
,amongst the shades of death1    #d ,o  
were ,i like a feather'd dove1  ,and    
innocence had wings1  ,i'd fly1 and make
 a long remove1  ,from all these        
restless things4    #e ,let me to some  
wild desert go1  ,and find a peaceful   
home1  ,where storms of malice never    
blow1  ,temptations never come4    #f   
,vain hopes1 and vain inventions all    
,to 'scape the rage of hell6  ,the      
mighty ,god on whom ,i call  ,can save  
me here as well4    ,,pause4    #g ,by  
morning light ,i'll seek his face1  ,at 
noon repeat my cry1  ,the night shall   
hear me ask his grace1  ,nor will he    
long deny4    #h ,god shall preserve my 
soul from fear1  ,or shield me when     
afraid2  ,ten thousand angels must      
appear  ,if he command their aid4    #i 
,i cast my burdens on the ,lord1  ,the  
,lord sustains them all2  ,my courage   
rests upon his word  ,that saints shall 
never fall4    #aj ,my highest hopes    

shall not be vain1  ,my lips shall      
spread his praise2  ,while cruel and    
deceitful men  ,scarce live out half    
their days4      ,psalm #ee3b4 #ae-ag   
#ai #bb4 ,s4 ,m4  ,dangerous prosperity2
 or1  ,daily devotions encouraged4    #a
 ,let sinners take their course1  ,and  
choose the road to death2  ,but in the  
worship of my ,god  ,i'll spend my daily
 breath4    #b ,my thoughts address his 
throne  ,when morning brings the light2 
,i seek his blessing every noon1  ,and  
pay my vows at night4    #c ,thou wilt  
regard my cries1  ,o my eternal ,god1   
,while sinners perish in surprise       
,beneath thine angry rod4    #d ,because
 they dwell at ease1  ,and no sad       
changes feel1  ,they neither fear nor   
trust thy ,name1  ,nor learn to do thy  
will4    #e ,but ,i with all my cares   
,will call upon the ,lord1  ,i'll cast  
my burdens on his arm1  ,and rest upon  
his word1    #f ,his arm shall well     
sustain  ,the children of his love2     
,the ground on which their safety stands

  ,no earthly power can move4           
,psalm #ef4  ,deliverance from          
oppression and falsehood2 or1  ,god's   
care of his people1 in answer to faith  
and prayer4    #a ,thou1 whose justice  
reigns on high1  ,and makes th'         
oppressor cease1  ,behold how envious   
sinners try  ,to vex and break my peace6
    #b ,the ,sons of violence and lies  
,join to devour me1 ,lord2  ,but as my  
hourly dangers rise1  ,my refuge is thy 
word4    #c ,in ,god most holy1 just1   
and true1  ,i have repos'd my trust2    
,nor will ,i fear what flesh can do1    
,the offspring of the dust4    #d ,they 
wrest my words to mischief still1       
,charge me with unknown faults2         
,mischief doth all their councils fill1 
,and malice all their thoughts4    #e   
,shall they escape without thy frown8   
,must their devices stand8  ,o cast the 
haughty sinner down1  ,and let him know 
thy hand6    ,,pause4    #f ,god counts 
the sorrows of his saints1  ,their      
groans affect his ears2  ,thou hast a   

book for my complaints1  ,a bottle for  
my tears4    #g ,when to thy throne ,i  
raise my cry  ,the wicked fear and flee2
  ,so swift is prayer to reach the sky1 
,so near is ,god to me4    #h ,in thee1 
most holy1 just1 and true1  ,i have     
repos'd my trust2  ,nor will ,i fear    
what man can do1  ,the offspring of the 
dust4    #i ,thy solemn vows are on me1 
,lord1  ,thou shalt receive my praise2  
,i'll sing1 how faithful is thy word1   
,how righteous all thy ways6    #aj     
,thou hast secur'd my soul from death2  
,o set thy prisoner free1  ,that heart  
and hand1 and life and breath  ,may be  
employ'd for thee4      ,psalm #eg4     
,praise for protection1 grace1 and      
truth4    #a ,my ,god1 in whom are all  
the springs  ,of boundless love and     
grace unknown1  ,hide me beneath thy    
spreading wings  ,till the dark cloud is
 overblown4    #b ,up to the heavens ,i 
send my cry1  ,the ,lord will my desires
 perform2  ,he sends his angel from the 
sky1  ,and saves me from the threatening

 storm4    #c ,be thou exalted1 ,o my   
,god1  ,above the heavens where angels  
dwell3  ,thy power on earth be known    
abroad1  ,and land to land thy wonders  
tell4    #d ,my heart is fix'd2 my song 
shall raise  ,immortal honours to thy   
,name2  ,awake1 my tongue1 to sound his 
praise1  ,my tongue1 the glory of my    
frame4    #e ,high o'er the earth his   
mercy reigns1  ,and reaches to the      
utmost sky2  ,his truth to endless years
 remains1  ,when lower worlds dissolve  
and die4    #f ,be thou exalted1 ,o my  
,god1  ,above the heavens where angels  
dwell2  ,thy power on earth be known    
abroad1  ,and land to land thy wonders  
tell4      ,psalm #eh4 ,as the #aacth   
,psalm4  ,warning to magistrates4    #a 
,judges1 who rule the world by laws1    
,will ye despise the righteous cause1   
,when th' injur'd poor before you       
stands8  ,dare ye condemn the righteous 
poor1  ,and let rich sinners 'scape     
secure1  ,while gold and greatness bribe
 your hands8    #b ,have ye forgot1 or  

never knew1  ,that ,god will judge the  
judges too8  ,high in the heavens his   
justice reigns8  ,yet you invade the    
rights of ,god1  ,and send your bold    
decrees abroad1  ,to bind the conscience
 in your chains4    #c ,a poison'd arrow
 is your tongue1  ,the arrow sharp1 the 
poison strong1  ,and death attends      
where'er it wounds3  ,you hear no       
counsels1 cries or tears2  ,so the deaf 
adder stops her ears  ,against the power
 of charming sounds4    #d ,break out   
their teeth1 eternal ,god1  ,those teeth
 of lions dy'd in blood2  ,and crush the
 serpents in the dust3  ,as empty chaff 
when whirlwinds rise1  ,before the      
sweeping tempest flies1  ,so let their  
hopes and names be lost4    #e ,th'     
,almighty thunders from the sky1  ,their
 grandeur melts1 their titles die1  ,as 
hills of snow dissolve and run1  ,or    
snails that perish in their slime1  ,or 
births that come before their time1     
,vain births1 that never see the sun4   
#f ,thus shall the vengeance of the     

,lord  ,safety and joy to saints afford2
  ,and all that hear shall join and say1
  ,sure there's a ,god that rules on    
high1  ,a ,god that hears his children  
cry1  ,and will their sufferings well   
repay4      ,psalm #fj4 #a-e #aj-ab4    
,on a day of humiliation for            
disappointments in war4    #a ,lord1    
hast thou cast the nation off8  ,must we
 for ever mourn8  ,wilt thou indulge    
immortal wrath8  ,shall mercy ne'er     
return8    #b ,the terror of one frown  
of thine  ,melts all our strength away2 
,like men that totter drunk with wine1  
,we tremble in dismay4    #c ,great     
,britain shakes beneath thy stroke1     
,and dreads thy threatening hand2  ,o   
heal the island thou hast broke1        
,confirm the wavering land4    #d ,lift 
up a banner in the field1  ,for those   
that fear thy ,name2  ,save thy beloved 
with thy shield1  ,and put our foes to  
shame4    #e ,go with our armies to the 
fight1  ,like a confederate ,god2  ,in  
vain confederate powers unite  ,against 

thy lifted rod4    #f ,our troops shall 
gain a wide renown  ,by thine assisting 
hand2  ',tis ,god that treads the mighty
 down1  ,and makes the feeble stand4    
,psalm #fa4 #a-f4  ,safety in ,god4     
#a ,when overwhelm'd with grief  ,my    
heart within me dies1  ,helpless and far
 from all relief  ,to heaven ,i lift    
mine eyes4    #b ,o lead me to the rock 
,that's high above my head1  ,and make  
the covert of thy wings  ,my shelter and
 my shade4    #c ,within thy presence1  
,lord1  ,for ever ,i'll abide2  ,thou   
art the tower of my defence1  ,the      
refuge where ,i hide4    #d ,thou givest
 me the lot  ,of those that fear thy    
,name2  ,if endless life be their       
reward1  ,i shall possess the same4     
,psalm #fb4 #e-ab4  ,no trust in the    
creatures2 or1  ,faith in divine grace  
and power4    #a ,my spirit looks to    
,god alone2  ,my rock and refuge is his 
throne2  ,in all my fears1 in all my    
straits1  ,my soul on his salvation     
waits4    #b ,trust him1 ye saints1 in  

all your ways1  ,pour out your hearts   
before his face3  ,when helpers fail1   
and foes invade1  ,god is our           
all-sufficient aid4    #c ,false are the
 men of high degree1  ,the baser sort   
are vanity2  ,laid in the balance both  
appear  ,light as a puff of empty air4  
#d ,make not increasing gold your trust1
  ,nor set your heart on glittering     
dust2  ,why will you grasp the fleeting 
smoke2  ,and not believe what ,god hath 
spoke8    #e ,once has his awful voice  
declar'd1  ,once and again my ears have 
heard1  ,all power is his eternal due2  
,he must be fear'd and trusted too4     
#f ,for sovereign power reigns not      
alone1  ,grace is a partner of the      
throne3  ,thy grace and justice1 mighty 
,lord1  ,shall well divide our last     
reward4      ,psalm #fc3a4 #a #b #e #cd4
 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the morning of 
a ,lord's day4    #a ,early1 my ,god1   
without delay  ,i haste to seek thy     
face2  ,my thirsty spirit faints away1  
,without thy cheering grace4    #b ,so  

pilgrims on the scorching sand1         
,beneath a burning sky1  ,long for a    
cooling stream at hand1  ,and they must 
drink or die4    #c ,i've seen thy glory
 and thy power  ,thro' all thy temple   
shine2  ,my ,god1 repeat that heavenly  
hour1  ,that vision so divine4    #d    
,not all the blessings of a feast  ,can 
please my soul so well1  ,as when thy   
richer grace ,i taste1  ,and in thy     
presence dwell4    #e ,not life itself  
with all her joys1  ,can my best        
passions move1  ,or raise so high my    
cheerful voice  ,as thy forgiving love4 
#f ,thus till my last expiring day      
,i'll bless my ,god and ,king2  ,thus   
will ,i lift my hands to pray1  ,and    
tune my lips to sing4      ,psalm #fc3b4
 #f-aj4 ,second ,part4  ,midnight       
thoughts recollected4    #a ',twas in   
the watches of the night  ,i thought    
upon thy power1  ,i kept thy lovely face
 in sight  ,amidst the darkest hour4    
#b ,my flesh lay resting on my bed1  ,my
 soul arose on high2  ,my ,god1 my life1

 my hope1 ,i said1  ,bring thy salvation
 nigh4    #c ,my spirit labours up thine
 hill1  ,and climbs the heavenly road2  
,but thy right hand upholds me still1   
,while ,i pursue my ,god4    #d ,thy    
mercy stretches o'er my head  ,the      
shadow of thy wings2  ,my heart rejoices
 in thine aid1  ,my tongue awakes and   
sings4    #e ,but the destroyers of my  
peace  ,shall fret and rage in vain2    
,the tempter shall for ever cease1  ,and
 all my sins be slain4    #f ,thy sword 
shall give my foes to death1  ,and send 
them down to dwell  ,in the dark caverns
 of the earth1  ,or to the deeps of     
hell4      ,psalm #fc3c4 ,l4 ,m4        
,longing after ,god2 or1 ,the  love of  
,god better than life4    #a ,great     
,god1 indulge my humble claim  ,thou art
 my hope1 my joy1 my rest2  ,the glories
 that compose thy ,name  ,stand all     
engag'd to make me blest4    #b ,thou   
great and good1 thou just and wise1     
,thou art my ,father and my ,god2  ,and 
,i am thine by sacred ties2  ,thy son1  

thy servant bought with blood4    #c    
,with heart1 and eyes and lifted hands1 
,for thee ,i long1 to thee ,i look1  ,as
 travellers in thirsty lands  ,pant for 
the cooling water-brook4    #d ,with    
early feet ,i love t' appear  ,among thy
 saints and seek thy face2  ,oft have ,i
 seen thy glory there1  ,and felt the   
power of sovereign grace4    #e ,not    
fruits nor wines that tempt our taste1  
,not all the joys our senses know1      
,could make me so divinely blest  ,or   
raise my cheerful passions so4    #f ,my
 life itself without thy love  ,no taste
 of pleasure could afford2  ',twould but
 a tiresome burden prove1  ,if ,i were  
banish'd from the ,lord4    #g ,amidst  
the wakeful hours of night1  ,when busy 
cares afflict my head  ,one thought of  
thee gives new delight1  ,and adds      
refreshment to my bed4    #h ,i'll lift 
my hands1 ,i'll raise my voice1  ,while 
,i have breath to pray or praise2  ,this
 work shall make my heart rejoice1  ,and
 spend the remnant of my days4          

,psalm #fc3d4 ,s4 ,m4  ,seeking ,god4   
#a ,my ,god1 permit my tongue  ,this    
joy1 to call thee mine1  ,and let my    
early cries prevail  ,to taste thy love 
divine4    #b ,my thirsty fainting soul 
,thy mercy doth implore2  ,not          
travellers in desert lands  ,can pant   
for water more4    #c ,within thy       
churches1 ,lord1  ,i long to find my    
place1  ,thy power and glory to behold1 
,and feel thy quickening grace4    #d   
,for life without thy love  ,no relish  
can afford2  ,no joy can be compar'd to 
this1  ,to serve and please the ,lord4  
#e ,to thee ,i'll lift my hands1  ,and  
praise thee while ,i live2  ,not the    
rich dainties of a feast  ,such food or 
pleasure give4    #f ,in wakeful hours  
at night  ,i call my ,god to mind2  ,i  
think how wise thy counsels are1  ,and  
all thy dealings kind4    #g ,since thou
 hast been my help1  ,to thee my spirit 
flies1  ,and on thy watchful providence 
,my cheerful hope relies4    #h ,the    
shadow of thy wings  ,my soul in safety 

keeps2  ,i follow where my ,father      
leads1  ,and he supports my steps4      
,psalm #fe3a4 #a-e4 ,first ,part4 ,l4   
,m4  ,public prayer and praise4    #a   
,the praise of ,sion waits for thee1    
,my ,god2 and praise becomes thy house2 
,there shall thy saints thy glory see1  
,and there perform their public vows4   
#b ,o thou1 whose mercy bends the skies 
,to save when humble sinners pray1  ,all
 lands to thee shall lift their eyes    
,and islands of the northern sea4    #c 
,against my will my sins prevail1  ,but 
grace shall purge away their stain2     
,the blood of ,christ will never fail   
,to wash my garments white again4    #d 
,blest is the man whom thou shalt       
choose1  ,and give him kind access to   
thee1  ,give him a place within thy     
house1  ,to taste thy love divinely     
free4    ,,pause4    #e ,let ,babel fear
 when ,sion prays2  ,babel1 prepare for 
long distress  ,when ,sion's ,god       
himself arrays  ,in terror1 and in      
righteousness4    #f ,with dreadful     

glory ,god fulfils  ,what his afflicted 
saints request2  ,and with almighty     
wrath reveals  ,his love to give his    
churches rest4    #g ,then shall the    
flocking nations run  ,to ,sion's hill1 
and own their ,lord2  ,the rising and   
the setting sun  ,shall see their       
,saviour's name ador'd4      ,psalm     
#fe3b4 #e-ac4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4    
,divine providence in air1 earth1 and   
sea2  or1 ,the ,god of nature and grace4
    #a ,the ,god of our salvation hears 
,the groans of ,sion mix'd with tears2  
,yet when he comes with kind designs1   
,thro' all the way his terror shines4   
#b ,on him the race of man depends1     
,far as the earth's remotest ends1      
,where the ,creator's ,name is known    
,by nature's feeble light alone4    #c  
,sailors1 that travel o'er the flood1   
,address their frighted souls to ,god2  
,when tempests rage and billows roar    
,at dreadful distance from the shore4   
#d ,he bids the noisy tempest cease2    
,he calms the raging crowd to peace1    

,when a tumultuous nation raves  ,wild  
as the winds1 and loud as waves4    #e  
,whole kingdoms shaken by the storm  ,he
 settles in a peaceful form2  ,mountains
 establish'd by his hand1  ,firm on     
their old foundations stand4    #f      
,behold his ensigns sweep the sky1  ,new
 comets blaze and lightnings fly1  ,the 
heathen lands1 with swift surprise1     
,from the bright horrors turn their     
eyes4    #g ,at his command the         
morning-ray  ,smiles in the east1 and   
leads the day2  ,he guides the sun's    
declining wheels  ,over the tops of     
western hills4    #h ,seasons and times 
obey his voice2  ,the evening and the   
morn rejoice  ,to see the earth made    
soft with showers1  ,laden with fruit   
and drest in flowers4    #i ',tis from  
his watery stores on high  ,he gives the
 thirsty ground supply2  ,he walks upon 
the clouds1 and thence  ,doth his       
enriching drops dispense4    #aj ,the   
desert grows a fruitful field1          
,abundant food the vallies yield2  ,the 

vallies shout with cheerful voice1  ,and
 neighb'ring hills repeat their joys4   
#aa ,the pastures smile in green array2 
,there lambs and larger cattle play2    
,the larger cattle and the lamb  ,each  
in his language speaks thy ,name4    #ab
 ,thy works pronounce thy power divine1 
,o'er every field thy glories shine2    
,thro' every month thy gifts appear2    
,great ,god6 thy goodness crowns the    
year4      ,psalm #fe3c4 ,first ,part4  
,c4 ,m4  ,a prayer-hearing ,god1 and the
 ,gentiles called4    #a ,praise waits  
in ,sion1 ,lord1 for thee2  ,there shall
 our vows be paid3  ,thou hast an ear   
when sinners pray1  ,all flesh shall    
seek thine aid4    #b ,lord1 our        
iniquities prevail1  ,but pardoning     
grace is thine1  ,and thou wilt grant us
 power and skill  ,to conquer every sin4
    #c ,bless'd are the men whom thou   
wilt choose  ,to bring them near thy    
face1  ,give them a dwelling in thine   
house  ,to feast upon thy grace4    #d  
,in answering what thy church requests  

,thy truth and terror shine1  ,and works
 of dreadful righteousness  ,fulfil thy 
kind design4    #e ,thus shall the      
wondering nations see  ,the ,lord is    
good and just2  ,and distant islands fly
 to thee1  ,and make thy ,name their    
trust4    #f ,they dread thy glittering 
tokens1 ,lord1  ,when signs in heaven   
appear2  ,but they shall learn thy holy 
word1  ,and love as well as fear4       
,psalm #fe3d4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4    
,the providence of ,god in air1 earth1  
and sea2 or1 ,the blessing of rain4     
#a ',tis by thy strength the mountains  
stand1  ,god of eternal power2  ,the sea
 grows calm at thy command1  ,and       
tempests cease to roar4    #b ,thy      
morning light and evening shade         
,successive comforts bring2  ,thy       
plenteous fruits make harvest glad1     
,thy flowers adorn the spring4    #c    
,seasons and times1 and moons and hours1
  ,heaven1 earth1 and air are thine2    
,when clouds distil in fruitful showers1
  ,the author is divine4    #d ,those   

wandering cisterns in the sky1  ,borne  
by the winds around1  ,with watery      
treasures well supply  ,the furrows of  
the ground4    #e ,the thirsty ridges   
drink their fill1  ,and ranks of corn   
appear2  ,thy ways abound with blessings
 still1  ,thy goodness crowns the year4 
,psalm #fe3e4 ,third ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     
,the blessing3 of the spring2 or1 ,god  
gives  rain4 ,a psalm for the           
husbandman4    #a ,good is the ,lord1   
the heavenly ,king1  ,who makes the     
earth his care1  ,visits the pastures   
every spring1  ,and bids the grass      
appear4    #b ,the clouds1 like rivers  
rais'd on high1  ,pour out1 at thy      
command1  ,their watery blessings from  
the sky1  ,to cheer the thirsty land4   
#c ,the soften'd ridges of the field    
,permit the corn to spring2  ,the       
vallies rich provision yield1  ,and the 
poor labourers sing4    #d ,the little  
hills on every side  ,rejoice at falling
 showers2  ,the meadows1 drest in all   
their pride1  ,perfume the air with     

flowers4    #e ,the barren clods1       
refresh'd with rain1  ,promise a joyful 
crop2  ,the parching grounds look green 
again1  ,and raise the reaper's hope4   
#f ,the various months thy goodness     
crowns2  ,how bounteous are thy ways2   
,the bleating flocks spread o'er the    
downs1  ,and shepherds shout thy praise4
      ,psalm #ff3a4 ,first ,part4       
,governing power and goodness2  or1 ,our
 graces tried by afflictions4    #a     
,sing1 all ye nations1 to the ,lord1    
,sing with a joyful noise2  ,with melody
 of sound record  ,his honours1 and your
 joys4    #b ,say to the power that     
shakes the sky1  ,how terrible art thou6
  ,sinners before thy presence fly1  ,or
 at thy feet they bow4    #c ,come1 see 
the wonders of our ,god1  ,how glorious 
are his ways3  ,in ,moses' hand he puts 
his rod1  ,and cleaves the frighted     
seas4    #d ,he made the ebbing channel 
dry1  ,while ,israel pass'd the flood2  
,there did the church begin their joy1  
,and triumph in their ,god4    #e ,he   

rules by his resistless might3  ,will   
rebel mortals dare  ,provoke th'        
,eternal to the fight1  ,and tempt that 
dreadful war8    #f ,o bless our ,god   
and never cease2  ,ye saints1 fulfil his
 praise2  ,he keeps our life1 maintains 
our peace1  ,and guides our doubtful    
ways4    #g ,lord1 thou hast prov'd our 
suffering souls1  ,to make our graces   
shine2  ,so silver bears the burning    
coals  ,the metal to refine4    #h      
,thro' watery deeps and fiery ways  ,we 
march at thy command1  ,led to possess  
the promis'd place  ,by thine unerring  
hand4      ,psalm #ff3b4 #ac-bj4 ,second
 ,part4  ,praise to ,god for hearing    
prayer4    #a ,now shall my solemn vows 
be paid  ,to that ,almighty power1      
,that heard the long requests ,i made   
,in my distressful hour4    #b ,my lips 
and cheerful heart prepare  ,to make his
 mercies known2  ,come1 ye that fear my 
,god1 and hear  ,the wonders he has     
done4    #c ,when on my head huge       
sorrows fell1  ,i sought his heavenly   

aid1  ,he sav'd my sinking soul from    
hell1  ,and death's eternal shade4    #d
 ,if sin lay cover'd in my heart1       
,while prayer employ'd my tongue1  ,the 
,lord had shewn me no regard1  ,nor ,i  
his praises sung4      #e ,but ,god1    
7his ,name be ever blest7  ,hath set my 
spirit free1  ,nor turn'd from him my   
poor request1  ,nor turn'd his heart    
from me4      ,psalm #fg4  ,the nation's
 prosperity and the church's increase4  
#a ,shine1 mighty ,god1 on ,britain     
shine  ,with beams of heavenly grace2   
,reveal thy power thro' all our coasts1 
,and shew thy smiling face4    #b       
,amidst our isle1 exalted high1  ,do    
thou our glory stand1  ,and like a wall 
of guardian fire  ,surround the         
favourite land4    #c ,when shall thy   
,name1 from shore to shore1  ,sound all 
the earth abroad1  ,and distant nations 
know and love  ,their ,saviour and their
 ,god8    #d ,sing to the ,lord1 ye     
distant lands1  ,sing loud with solemn  
voice2  ,while ,british tongues exalt   

his praise1  ,and ,british hearts       
rejoice4    #e ,he the great ,lord1 the 
sovereign ,judge1  ,that sits enthron'd 
above1  ,wisely commands the worlds he  
made  ,in justice and in love4    #f    
,earth shall obey her ,maker's will1    
,and yield a full increase2  ,our ,god  
will crown his chosen isle  ,with       
fruitfulness and peace4    #g ,god the  
,redeemer scatters round  ,his choicest 
favours here1  ,while the creation's    
utmost bound  ,shall see1 adore1 and    
fear4      ,psalm #fh3a4 #a-f #cb-ce4   
,first ,part4  ,the vengeance and       
compassion of ,god4    #a ,let ,god     
arise in all his might1  ,and put the   
troops of hell to flight1  ,as smoke    
that sought to cloud the skies  ,before 
the rising tempest flies4    #b ,he     
comes array'd in burning flames2        
,justice and vengeance are his names3   
,behold his fainting foes expire  ,like 
melting wax before the fire4    #c ,he  
rides and thunders thro' the sky2  ,his 
name ,jehovah sounds on high3  ,sing to 

his ,name1 ye sons of grace2  ,ye       
saints1 rejoice before his face4    #d  
,the widow and the fatherless  ,fly to  
his aid in sharp distress2  ,in him the 
poor and helpless find  ,a ,judge that's
 just1 a ,father kind4    #e ,he breaks 
the captive's heavy chain1  ,and        
prisoners see the light again2  ,but    
rebels that dispute his will1  ,shall   
dwell in chains and darkness still4     
,,pause4    #f ,kingdoms and thrones to 
,god belong2  ,crown him1 ye nations1 in
 your song2  ,his wondrous names and    
powers rehearse2  ,his honours shall    
enrich your verse4    #g ,he shakes the 
heavens with loud alarms2  ,how terrible
 is ,god in arms6  ,in ,israel are his  
mercies known1  ,israel is his peculiar 
throne4    #h ,proclaim him ,king1      
pronounce him blest6  ,he's your        
defence1 your joy1 your rest3  ,when    
terrors rise and nations faint1  ,god is
 the strength of every saint4           
,psalm #fh3b4 #ag #ah4 ,second ,part4   
,christ's ascension1 and the gift of the

 ,spirit4    #a ,lord1 when thou didst  
ascend on high1  ,ten thousand angels   
fill'd the sky2  ,those heavenly guards 
around thee wait1  ,like chariots that  
attend thy state4    #b ,not ,sinai's   
mountain could appear  ,more glorious   
when the ,lord was there2  ,while he    
pronounc'd his dreadful law1  ,and      
struck the chosen tribes with awe4    #c
 ,how bright the triumph none can tell1 
,when the rebellious powers of hell     
,that thousand souls had captive made1  
,were all in chains like captives led4  
#d ,rais'd by his ,father to the throne1
  ,he sent the promis'd ,spirit down1   
,with gifts and grace for rebel men1    
,that ,god might dwell on earth again4  
,psalm #fh3c4 #ai #i #bj-b4 ,third      
,part4  ,praise for temporal blessings2 
or1  ,common and special mercies4    #a 
,we bless the ,lord1 the just1 the good1
  ,who fills our hearts with joy and    
food2  ,who pours his blessings from the
 skies1  ,and loads our days with rich  
supplies4    #b ,he sends the sun his   

circuit round1  ,to cheer the fruits1 to
 warm the ground2  ,he bids the clouds  
with plenteous rain  ,refresh the       
thirsty earth again4    #c ',tis to his 
care we owe our breath1  ,and all our   
near escapes from death2  ,safety and   
health to ,god belong2  ,he heals the   
weak1 and guards the strong4    #d ,he  
makes the saint and sinner prove  ,the  
common blessings of his love2  ,but the 
wide difference that remains1  ,is      
endless joy1 or endless pains4    #e    
,the ,lord1 that bruis'd the serpent's  
head1  ,on all the serpent's seed shall 
tread2  ,the stubborn sinner's hope     
confound1  ,and smite him with a lasting
 wound4    #f ,but his right hand his   
saints shall raise  ,from the deep      
earth1 or deeper seas1  ,and bring them 
to his courts above1  ,there shall they 
taste his special love4      ,psalm     
#fi3a4 #a-ad4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     
,the sufferings of ,christ for our      
salvation4    #a ,save me1 ,o ,god1 the 
swelling floods  ,break in upon my soul3

  ,i sink1 and sorrows o'er my head     
,like mighty waters roll4    #b ,i cry  
till all my voice be gone1  ,in tears ,i
 waste the day3  ,my ,god behold my     
longing eyes1  ,and shorten thy delay4  
#c ,they hate my soul without a cause1  
,and still their number grows  ,more    
than the hairs around my head1  ,and    
mighty are my foes4    #d ',twas then ,i
 paid that dreadful debt  ,that men     
could never pay1  ,and gave those       
honours to thy law  ,which sinners took 
away4    #e ,thus in the great          
,messiah's name1  ,the royal prophet    
mourns2  ,thus he awakes our hearts to  
grief1  ,and gives us joy by turns4     
#f ,now shall the saints rejoice and    
find  ,salvation in my ,name3  ,for ,i  
have borne their heavy load  ,of sorrow1
 pain1 and shame4      #g ,grief1 like a
 garment1 cloth'd me round1  ,and       
sackcloth was my dress1  ,while ,i      
procur'd for naked souls  ,a robe of    
righteousness4    #h ,amongst my        
brethren and the ,jews  ,i like a       

stranger stood1  ,and bore their vile   
reproach to bring  ,the ,gentiles near  
to ,god4    #i ,i came in sinful        
mortals' stead1  ,to do my ,father's    
will2  ,yet when ,i cleans'd my father's
 house  ,they scandaliz'd my zeal4      
#aj ,my fasting and my holy groans      
,were made the drunkard's song2  ,but   
,god1 from his celestial throne1  ,heard
 my complaining tongue4    #aa ,he sav'd
 me from the dreadful deep1  ,nor let my
 soul be drown'd2  ,he rais'd and fix'd 
my sinking feet  ,on well establish'd   
ground4    #ab ',twas in a most accepted
 hour  ,my prayer arose on high1  ,and  
for my sake my ,god shall hear  ,the    
dying sinner's cry4      ,psalm #fi3b4  
#ad-ba #bf #bi #cb4 #b;d ,part4 ,c4 ,m4 
,the passion and exaltation of ,christ4 
#a ,now let our lips with holy fear     
,and mournful pleasure sing  ,the       
sufferings of our great ,high-,priest1  
,the sorrows of our ,king4    #b ,he    
sinks in floods of deep distress3  ,how 
high the waters rise6  ,while to his    

heavenly ,father's ear  ,he sends       
perpetual cries4    #c ,hear me1 ,o     
,lord1 and save thy ,son1  ,nor hide thy
 shining face2  ,why should thy favorite
 look like one  ,forsaken of thy grace8 
#d ,with rage they persecute the man    
,that groans beneath thy wound1  ,while 
for a sacrifice ,i pour  ,my life upon  
the ground4    #e ,they tread my honour 
to the dust1  ,and laugh when ,i        
complain  ,their sharp insulting        
slanders add  ,fresh anguish to my pain4
    #f ,all my reproach is known to     
thee1  ,the scandal and the shame2      
,reproach has broke my bleeding heart1  
,and lies defil'd my ,name4    #g ,i    
look'd for pity1 but in vain2  ,my      
kindred are my grief6  ,i ask my friends
 for comfort round1  ,but meet with no  
relief4    #h ,with vinegar they mock my
 thirst2  ,they give me gall for food2  
,and sporting with my dying groans1     
,they triumph in my blood4    #i ,shine 
into my distressed soul1  ,let thy      
compassion save2  ,and tho' my flesh    

sink down to death1  ,redeem it from the
 grave4    #aj ,i shall arise to praise 
thy ,name1  ,shall reign in worlds      
unknown2  ,and thy salvation1 ,o my     
,god1  ,shall seat me on thy throne4    
,psalm #fi3c4 ,third ,part4 ,c4 ,m4     
,christ's obedience and death2 or1  ,god
 glorified and sinners saved4    #a     
,father1 ,i sing thy wondrous grace1  ,i
 bless my ,saviour's ,name1  ,he bought 
salvation for the poor1  ,and bore the  
sinner's shame4    #b ,his deep distress
 has rais'd us high1  ,his duty and his 
zeal  ,fulfill'd the law which mortals  
broke1  ,and finish'd all thy will4     
#c ,his dying groans1 his living songs  
,shall better please my ,god  ,than harp
 or trumpet's solemn sound1  ,than      
goats' or bullocks' blood4    #d ,this  
shall his humble followers see1  ,and   
set their hearts at rest2  ,they by his 
death draw near to thee1  ,and live for 
ever blest4    #e ,let heaven1 and all  
that dwell on high1  ,to ,god their     
voices raise1  ,while lands and seas    

assist the sky1  ,and join t' advance   
the praise4    #f ,zion is thine1 most  
holy ,god2  ,thy ,son shall bless her   
gates2  ,and glory purchas'd by his     
blood  ,for thine own ,israel waits4    
,psalm #fi3d4 ,first ,part4 ,l4 ,m4     
,christ's passion1 and sinners'         
salvation4    #a ,deep in our hearts let
 us record  ,the deeper sorrows of our  
,lord2  ,behold the rising billows roll 
,to overwhelm his holy soul4    #b ,in  
long complaints he spends his breath1   
,while hosts of hell1 and powers of     
death1  ,and all the sons of malice join
  ,to execute their curst design4    #c 
,yet1 gracious ,god1 thy power and love 
,has made the curse a blessing prove2   
,those dreadful sufferings of thy ,son  
,aton'd for sins which we had done4     
#d ,the pangs of our expiring ,lord     
,the honours of thy law restor'd2  ,his 
sorrows made thy justice known1  ,and   
paid for follies not his own4    #f ,o  
for his sake our guilt forgive1  ,and   
let the mourning sinner live2  ,the     

,lord will hear us in his ,name1  ,nor  
shall our hope be turn'd to shame4      
,psalm #fi3e4 #g c4 ,second ,part4 ,l4  
,m4  ,christ's sufferings and zeal4     
#a ',twas for thy sake1 eternal ,god1   
,thy son sustain'd that heavy load  ,of 
base reproach and sore disgrace1  ,and  
shame defil'd his sacred face4    #b    
,the ,jews1 his brethren and his kin1   
,abus'd the man that check'd their sin3 
,while he fulfill'd thy holy laws1      
,they hate him1 but without a cause4    
#c ,my ,father's house1 said he1 was    
made  ,a place for worship1 not for     
trade2  ,then scattering all their gold 
and brass1  ,he scourg'd the merchants  
from the place4    #d ,zeal for the     
temple of his ,god  ,consum'd his life1 
expos'd his blood3  ,reproaches at thy  
glory thrown  ,he felt1 and mourn'd them
 as his own4    #e ,his friends forsook1
 his followers fled1  ,while foes and   
arms surround his head2  ,they curse him
 with a slanderous tongue1  ,and the    
false judge maintains the wrong4    #f  

,his life they load with hateful lies1  
,and charge his lips with blasphemies2  
,they nail him to the shameful tree3    
,there hung the man that dy'd for me4   
#g ,wretches with hearts as hard as     
stones1  ,insult his piety and groans2  
,gall was the food they gave him there1 
,and mock'd his thirst with vinegar4    
#h ,but ,god beheld2 and from his throne
  ,marks out the men that hate his ,son2
  ,the hand that rais'd him from the    
dead  ,shall pour the vengeance on their
 head4      ,psalm #ga3a4 #e-i4 ,first  
,part4  ,the aged saint's reflection and
 hope4    #a ,my ,god1 my everlasting   
hope1  ,i live upon thy truth2  ,thine  
hands have held my childhood up1  ,and  
strengthen'd all my youth4    #b ,my    
flesh was fashion'd by thy power1  ,with
 all these limbs of mine2  ,and from my 
mother's painful hour  ,i've been       
entirely thine4    #c ,still has my life
 new wonders seen  ,repeated every year2
  ,behold my days that yet remain1  ,i  
trust them to thy care4    #d ,cast me  

not off when strength declines1  ,when  
hoary hairs arise2  ,and round me let   
thy glories shine  ,whene'er thy servant
 dies4    #e ,then in the history of my 
age1  ,when men review my days1         
,they'll read thy love in every page1   
,in every line thy praise4      ,psalm  
#ga3b4 #ae #ad #af #bc #bb #bd4 #b;d    
,part4  ,christ our strength and        
righteousness4    #a ,my ,saviour1 my   
almighty ,friend1  ,when ,i begin thy   
praise1  ,where will the growing numbers
 end1  ,the numbers of thy grace8    #b 
,thou art my everlasting trust1  ,thy   
goodness ,i adore2  ,and since ,i knew  
thy graces first  ,i speak thy glories  
more4    #c ,my feet shall travel all   
the length  ,of the celestial road1     
,and march with courage in thy strength 
,to see my ,father ,god4    #d ,when ,i 
am fill'd with sore distress  ,for some 
surprising sin1  ,i'll plead thy perfect
 righteousness1  ,and mention none but  
thine4    #e ,how will my lips rejoice  
to tell  ,the victories of my ,king6    

,my soul redeem'd from sin and hell     
,shall thy salvation sing4    #f ,my    
tongue shall all the day proclaim  ,my  
,saviour and my ,god2  ,his death has   
brought my foes to shame1  ,and drown'd 
them in his blood4    #g ,awake1 awake  
my tuneful powers2  ,with this          
delightful song  ,i'll entertain the    
darkest hours1  ,nor think the season   
long4      ,psalm #ga3c4 #ag-ba4 ,third 
,part4  ,the aged ,christian's prayer   
and song2 or1  ,old age1 death1 and the 
resurrection4    #a ,god of my childhood
 and my youth1  ,the guide of all my    
days1  ,i have declar'd thy heavenly    
truth1  ,and told thy wondrous ways4    
#b ,wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs1   
,and leave my fainting heart8  ,who     
shall sustain my sinking years  ,if ,god
 my strength depart8    #c ,let me thy  
power and truth proclaim  ,to the       
surviving age1  ,and leave a savour of  
thy ,name  ,when ,i shall quit the      
stage4    #d ,the land of silence and of
 death  ,attends my next remove2  ,o may

 these poor remains of breath  ,teach   
the wide world thy love4    ,,pause4    
#e ,thy righteousness is deep and high1 
,unsearchable thy deeds2  ,thy glory    
spreads beyond the sky1  ,and all my    
praise exceeds4    #f ,oft have ,i heard
 thy threatenings roar1  ,and oft       
endur'd the grief2  ,but when thy hand  
has press'd me sore1  ,thy grace was my 
relief4    #g ,by long experience have  
,i known  ,thy sovereign power to save2 
,at thy command ,i venture down         
,securely to the grave4    #h ,when ,i  
lie buried deep in dust1  ,my flesh     
shall be thy care  ,these withering     
limbs with thee ,i trust  ,to raise them
 strong and fair4      ,psalm #gb3a4    
,first ,part4  ,the kingdom of ,christ4 
#a ,great ,god1 whose universal sway    
,the known and unknown worlds obey1     
,now give the kingdom to thy ,son1      
,extend his power1 exalt his throne4    
#b ,thy sceptre well becomes his hands1 
,all heaven submits to his commands2    
,his justice shall avenge the poor1     

,and pride and rage prevail no more4    
#c ,with power he vindicates the just1  
,and treads th' oppressor in the dust2  
,his worship and his fear shall last    
,till hours and years and time be past4 
#d ,as rain on meadows newly mown  ,so  
shall he send his influence down2  ,his 
grace on fainting souls distils  ,like  
heavenly dew on thirsty hills4    #e    
,the heathen lands that lie beneath     
,the shades of overspreading death1     
,revive at his first dawning light1     
,and deserts blossom at the sight4    #f
 ,the saints shall flourish in his days1
  ,drest in the robes of joy and praise2
  ,peace like a river from his throne   
,shall flow to nations yet unknown4     
,psalm #gb3b4 ,second ,part4  ,christ's 
kingdom among the ,gentiles4    #a      
,jesus shall reign where'er the sun     
,does his successive journies run2  ,his
 kingdom stretch from shore to shore1   
,till moons shall wax and wane no more4 
#b ,behold the islands with their kings1
  ,and ,europe her best tribute brings2 

,from north to south the princes meet   
,to pay their homage at his feet4    #c 
,there ,persia glorious to behold1      
,there ,india shines in eastern gold3   
,and barbarous nations at his word      
,submit1 and bow1 and own their ,lord4  
#d ,for him shall endless prayer be made
  ,and princes throng to crown his head2
  ,his ,name like sweet perfume shall   
rise  ,with every morning sacrifice4    
#e ,people and realms of every tongue   
,dwell on his love with sweetest song3  
,and infant voices shall proclaim       
,their early blessings on his ,name4    
#f ,blessings abound where'er he reigns1
  ,the prisoner leaps to lose his       
chains1  ,the weary find eternal rest1  
,and all the sons of want are blest4    
#g ,where he displays his healing power1
  ,death and the curse are known no     
more2  ,in him the tribes of ,adam boast
  ,more blessings than their father     
lost4    #h ,let every creature rise1   
and bring  ,peculiar honours to our     
,king2  ,angels descend with songs      

again1  ,and earth repeat the long      
,amen4      ,psalm #gc3a4 ,first ,part4 
,c4 ,m4  ,afflicted saints happy1 and   
prosperous sinners cursed4    #a ,now   
,i'm convinc'd the ,lord is kind  ,to   
men of heart sincere1  ,yet once my     
foolish thoughts repin'd  ,and border'd 
on despair4    #b ,i griev'd to see the 
wicked thrive1  ,and spoke with angry   
breath1  ,how pleasant and profane they 
live6  ,how peaceful is their death6    
#c ,with well-fed flesh and haughty eyes
  ,they lay their fears to sleep2       
,against the heavens their slanders     
rise1  ,while saints in silence weep4   
#d ,in vain ,i lift my hands to pray1   
,and cleanse my heart in vain1  ,for ,i 
am chasten'd all the day1  ,the night   
renews my pain4'    #e ,yet while my    
tongue indulg'd complaints1  ,i felt my 
heart reprove2  ,sure ,i shall thus     
offend thy saints1  ,and grieve the men 
,i love4    #f ,but still ,i found my   
doubts too hard1  ,the conflict too     
severe1  ,till ,i retir'd to search thy 

word1  ,and learn thy secrets there4    
#g ,there1 as in some prophetic glass1  
,i saw the sinner's feet  ,high mounted 
on a slippery place1  ,beside a fiery   
pit4    #h ,i heard the wretch profanely
 boast1  ,till at thy frown he fell2    
,his honours in a dream were lost1  ,and
 he awakes in hell4    #i ,lord1 what an
 envious fool ,i was6  ,how like a      
thoughtless beast6  ,thus to suspect thy
 promis'd grace1  ,and think the wicked 
blest4    #aj ,yet ,i was kept from full
 despair1  ,upheld by power unknown2    
,that blessed hand that broke the snare 
,shall guide me to thy throne4          
,psalm #gc3b4 #bc-h4 ,second ,part4     
,god our portion here and hereafter4    
#a ,god my supporter and my hope1  ,my  
help for ever near1  ,thine arm of mercy
 held me up  ,when sinking in despair4  
#b ,thy counsels1 ,lord1 shall guide my 
feet  ,thro' this dark wilderness2      
,thine hand conduct me near thy seat    
,to dwell before thy face4    #c ,were  
,i in heaven without my ,god1  ',twould 

be no joy to me2  ,and whilst this earth
 is my abode1  ,i long for none but     
thee4    #d ,what if the springs of life
 were broke1  ,and flesh and heart      
should faint6  ,god is my soul's eternal
 rock1  ,the strength of every saint4   
#e ,behold the sinners that remove  ,far
 from thy presence die2  ,not all the   
idol gods they love  ,can save them when
 they cry4    #f ,but to draw near to   
thee1 my ,god1  ,shall be my sweet      
employ2  ,my tongue shall sound thy     
works abroad1  ,and tell the world my   
joy4      ,psalm #gc3c4 #bb #c #f       
#ag-bj4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the prosperity of     
sinners cursed4    #a ,lord1 what a     
thoughtless wretch was ,i1  ,to mourn1  
and murmur1 and repine  ,to see the     
wicked plac'd on high1  ,in pride and   
robes of honour shine6    #b ,but ,o    
their end1 their dreadful end6  ,thy    
sanctuary taught me so3  ,on slippery   
rocks ,i see them stand1  ,and fiery    
billows roll below4    #c ,now let them 
boast how tall they rise1  ,i'll never  

envy them again2  ,there they may stand 
with haughty eyes1  ,till they plunge   
deep in endless pain4    #d ,their      
fancy'd joys1 how fast they flee6  ,just
 like a dream when man awakes2  ,their  
songs of softest harmony  ,are but a    
preface to their plagues4    #e ,now ,i 
esteem their mirth and wine  ,too dear  
to purchase with my blood2  ,lord1 'tis 
enough that thou art mine1  ,my life1 my
 portion1 and my ,god4      ,psalm      
#gc3d4 ,s4 ,m4  ,the mystery of         
providence unfolded4    #a ,sure there's
 a righteous ,god1  ,nor is religion    
vain1  ,tho' men of vice may boast      
aloud1  ,and men of grace complain4     
#b ,i saw the wicked rise1  ,and felt my
 heart repine1  ,while haughty fools    
with scornful eyes  ,in robes of honour 
shine4    #c ,pamper'd with wanton ease1
  ,their flesh looks full and fair1     
,their wealth rolls in like flowing     
seas1  ,and grows without their care4   
#d ,free from the plagues and pains     
,that pious souls endure1  ,thro' all   

their life oppression reigns  ,and racks
 the humble poor4    #e ,their impious  
tongues blaspheme  ,the everlasting     
,god2  ,their malice blasts the good    
man's name1  ,and spreads their lies    
abroad4    #f ,but ,i with flowing tears
  ,indulge my doubts to rise  ,is there 
a ,god that sees or hears  ,the things  
below the skies8    #g ,the tumults of  
my thought  ,held me in hard suspense1  
,till to thy house my feet were brought 
,to learn thy justice thence4    #h ,thy
 word with light and power  ,did my     
mistakes attend2  ,i view'd the sinners'
 life before1  ,but here ,i learnt their
 end4    #i ,on what a slippery steep   
,the thoughtless wretches go2  ,and ,o  
that dreadful fiery deep  ,that waits   
their fall below4    #aj ,lord1 at thy  
feet ,i bow1  ,my thoughts no more      
repine2  ,i call my ,god my portion now1
  ,and all my powers are thine4         
,psalm #gd4  ,the church pleading with  
,god  under sore persecutions4    #a    
,will ,god for ever cast us off8  ,his  

wrath for ever smoke  ,against the      
people of his love1  ,his little chosen 
flock8    #b ,think of the tribes so    
dearly bought  ,with their ,redeemer's  
blood2  ,nor let thy ,sion be forgot1   
,where once thy glory stood4    #c ,lift
 up thy feet and march in haste1  ,aloud
 our ruin calls2  ,see what a wide and  
fearful waste  ,is made within thy      
walls4    #d ,where once thy churches   
pray'd and sang  ,thy foes profanely    
roar2  ,over thy gates their ensigns    
hang1  ,sad tokens of their power4    #e
 ,how are the seats of worship broke6   
,they tear the buildings down1  ,and he 
that deals the heaviest stroke          
,procures the chief renown4    #f ,with 
flames they threaten to destroy  ,thy   
children in their nest2  ,come let us   
burn at once 7they cry7  ,the temple and
 the priest4    #g ,and still to        
heighten our distress  ,thy presence is 
withdrawn2  ,thy wonted signs of power  
and grace1  ,thy power and grace are    
gone4    #h ,no prophet speaks to calm  

our woes1  ,but all the seers mourn2    
,there's not a soul amongst us knows    
,the time of thy return4    ,,pause4    
#i ,how long1 eternal ,god1 how long    
,shall men of pride blaspheme8  ,shall  
saints be made their endless song1  ,and
 bear immortal shame8    #aj ,canst thou
 for ever sit and hear  ,thine holy     
,name profan'd8  ,and still thy jealousy
 forbear1  ,and still withhold thine    
hand8    #aa ,what strange deliverance  
hast thou shown  ,in ages long before6  
,and now no other ,god we own1  ,no     
other ,god adore4    #ab ,thou didst    
divide the raging sea  ,by thy          
resistless might1  ,to make thy tribes a
 wondrous way1  ,and then secure their  
flight4    #ac ,is not the world of     
nature thine1  ,the darkness and the    
day8  ,didst thou not bid the morning   
shine1  ,and mark the sun his way8      
#ad ,hath not thy power form'd every    
coast1  ,and set the earth its bounds1  
,with summer's heat and winter's frost1 
,in their perpetual rounds8    #ae ,and 

shall the sons of earth and dust  ,that 
sacred power blaspheme8  ,will not thy  
hand that form'd them first  ,avenge    
thine injur'd ,name8    #af ,think on   
the covenant thou hast made1  ,and all  
thy words of love2  ,nor let the birds  
of prey invade  ,and vex thy mourning   
dove4    #ag ,our foes would triumph in 
our blood1  ,and make our hope their    
jest2  ,plead thy own cause1 almighty   
,god6  ,and give thy children rest4     
,psalm #ge4  ,power and government from 
,god alone4  ,applied to the glorious   
,revolution by ,king ,william1 or  the  
happy ,accession of ,king ,george to the
 ,throne4    #a ,to thee1 most holy1 and
 most high1  ,to thee1 we bring our     
thankful praise2  ,thy works declare thy
 name is nigh1  ,thy works of wonder and
 of grace4    #b ,britain was doom'd to 
be a slave1  ,her frame dissolv'd1 her  
fears were great2  ,when ,god a new     
supporter gave  ,to bear the pillars of 
the state4    #c ,he from thy hand      
receiv'd his crown1  ,and sware to rule 

by wholesome laws  ,his foot shall tread
 th' oppressor down1  ,his arm defend   
the righteous cause4    #d ,let haughty 
sinners sink their pride1  ,nor lift so 
high their scornful head2  ,but lay     
their foolish thoughts aside1  ,and own 
the king that ,god hath made4    #e     
,such honours never come by chance1     
,nor do the winds promotion blow2  ',tis
 ,god the judge doth one advance1  ',tis
 ,god that lays another low4    #f ,no  
vain pretence to royal birth  ,shall fix
 a tyrant on the throne3  ,god the great
 sovereign of the earth  ,will rise and 
make his justice known4    #g ,his hand 
holds out the dreadful cup  ,of         
vengeance1 mix'd with various plagues1  
,to make the wicked drink them up1      
,wring out and taste the bitter dregs4  
#h ,now shall the ,lord exalt the just1 
,and while he tramples on the proud1    
,and lays their glory in the dust1  ,my 
lips shall sing his praise aloud4       
,psalm #gf4  ,israel saved1 and the     
,assyrians destroyed2 or1 ,god's        

vengeance against his enemies proceeds  
from his church4    #a ,in ,judah ,god  
of old was known2  ,his ,name in ,israel
 great2  ,in ,salem stood his holy      
throne1  ,and ,sion was his seat4    #b 
,among the praises of his saints  ,his  
dwelling there he chose2  ,there he     
receiv'd their just complaints  ,against
 their haughty foes4    #c ,from ,sion  
went his dreadful word1  ,and broke the 
threatening spear2  ,the bow1 the       
arrows1 and the sword1  ,and crush'd th'
 ,assyrian war4    #d ,what are the     
earth's wide kingdoms else  ,but mighty 
hills of prey8  ,the hill on which      
,jehovah dwells  ,is glorious more than 
they4    #e ',twas ,sion's ,king that   
stopt the breath  ,of captains and their
 bands3  ,the men of might slept fast in
 death1  ,and never found their hands4  
#f ,at thy rebuke1 ,o ,jacob's ,god1    
,both horse and chariot fell2  ,who     
knows the terrors of thy rod8  ,thy     
vengeance who can tell8    #g ,what     
power can stand before thy sight  ,when 

once thy wrath appears8  ,when heaven   
shines round with dreadful light1  ,the 
earth lies still and fears4    #h ,when 
,god in his own sovereign ways  ,comes  
down to save th' opprest1  ,the wrath of
 man shall work his praise1  ,and he'll 
restrain the rest4    #i ,vow to the    
,lord1 and tribute bring1  ,ye princes1 
fear his frown3  ,his terror shakes the 
proudest king1  ,and cuts an army down4 
#aj ,the thunder of his sharp rebuke    
,our haughty foes shall feel3  ,for     
,jacob's ,god hath not forsook1  ,but   
dwells in ,sion still4      ,psalm      
#gg3a4 ,first ,part4  ,melancholy       
assaulting1 and hope prevailing4    #a  
,to ,god ,i cry'd with mournful voice1  
,i sought his gracious ear1  ,in the sad
 day when troubles rose1  ,and fill'd   
the night with fear4    #b ,sad were my 
days1 and dark my nights1  ,my soul     
refus'd relief2  ,i thought on ,god the 
just and wise1  ,but thoughts increas'd 
my grief4    #c ,still ,i complain'd1   
and still opprest1  ,my heart began to  

break2  ,my ,god1 thy wrath forbid my   
rest1  ,and kept my eyes awake4    #d   
,my overwhelming sorrows grew  ,till ,i 
could speak no more2  ,then ,i within   
myself withdrew1  ,and call'd thy       
judgments o'er4    #e ,i call'd back    
years and ancient times1  ,when ,i      
beheld thy face2  ,my spirit search'd   
for secret crimes  ,that might withhold 
thy grace4    #f ,i call'd thy mercies  
to my mind  ,which ,i enjoy'd before2   
,and will the ,lord no more be kind8    
,his face appear no more8    #g ,will he
 for ever cast me off8  ,his promise    
ever fail8  ,has he forgot his tender   
love8  ,shall anger still prevail8    #h
 ,but ,i forbid this hopeless thought1  
,this dark despairing frame1            
,rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought1
  ,thy hand is still the same4    #i    
,i'll think again of all thy ways1  ,and
 talk thy wonders o'er2  ,thy wonders of
 recovering grace1  ,when flesh could   
hope no more4    #aj ,grace dwells with 
justice on the throne2  ,and men that   

love thy word  ,have in thy sanctuary   
known  ,the counsels of the ,lord4      
,psalm #gg3b4 ,second ,part4  ,comfort  
derived from ancient providences2 or1   
,israel delivered from ,egypt1 and      
brought to ,canaan4    #a ,how awful is 
thy chastening rod6  7,may thine own    
children say7  ,the great1 the wise1 the
 dreadful ,god6  ,how holy is his way6  
#b ,i'll meditate his works of old2     
,the ,king that reigns above2  ,i'll    
hear his ancient wonders told1  ,and    
learn to trust his love4    #c ,long did
 the house of ,joseph lie  ,with        
,egypt's yoke opprest3  ,long he delay'd
 to hear their cry1  ,nor gave his      
people rest4    #d ,the sons of good old
 ,jacob seem'd  ,abandon'd to their     
foes2  ,but his almighty arm redeem'd   
,the nation that he chose4    #e        
,israel1 his people1 and his sheep1     
,must follow where he calls2  ,he bid   
them venture thro' the deep1  ,and made 
the waves their walls4    #f ,the waters
 saw thee1 mighty ,god6  ,the waters saw

 thee come2  ,backward they fled1 and   
frighted stood1  ,to make thine armies  
room4    #g ,strange was thy journey    
thro' the sea1  ,thy footsteps1 ,lord1  
unknown1  ,terrors attend the wondrous  
way  ,that brings thy mercies down4     
#h ,thy voice with terror in the sound  
,thro' clouds and darkness broke2  ,all 
heaven in lightning shone around1  ,and 
earth with thunder shook4    #i ,thine  
arrows thro' the skies were hurl'd2     
,how glorious is the ,lord6  ,surprise  
and trembling seiz'd the world1  ,and   
his own saints ador'd4    #aj ,he gave  
them water from the rock2  ,and safe by 
,moses' hand  ,thro' a dry desert led   
his flock  ,home to the promis'd land4  
,psalm #gh3a4 ,first ,part4  ,providence
 of ,god recorded2 or1 ,pious  education
 and instruction of children4    #a ,let
 children hear the mighty deeds1  ,which
 ,god perform'd of old1  ,which in our  
younger years we saw1  ,and which our   
fathers told4    #b ,he bids us make his
 glories known1  ,his works of power and

 grace2  ,and we'll convey his wonders  
down  ,thro' every rising race4    #c   
,our lips shall tell them to our ,sons1 
,and they again to theirs1  ,that       
generations yet unborn  ,may teach them 
to their heirs4    #d ,thus shall they  
learn in ,god alone  ,their hope        
securely stands1  ,that they may ne'er  
forget his works1  ,but practise his    
commands4      ,psalm #gh3b4 ,second    
,part4  ,israel's rebellion and         
punishment2 or1 ,the  sins and          
chastisements of ,god's people4    #a   
,what a stiff rebellious house  ,was    
,jacob's ancient race6  ,false to their 
own most solemn vows1  ,and to their    
,maker's grace4    #b ,they broke the   
covenant of his love1  ,and did his laws
 despise1  ,forgot the works he wrought 
to prove  ,his power before their eyes4 
#c ,they saw the plagues on ,egypt      
light1  ,from his revenging hand3  ,what
 dreadful tokens of his might  ,spread  
o'er the stubborn land6    #d ,they saw 
him cleave the mighty sea1  ,and march'd

 in safety thro'1  ,with watery walls to
 guard their way1  ,till they had       
'scap'd the foe4    #e ,a wondrous      
pillar mark'd the road1  ,compos'd of   
shade and light2  ,by day it prov'd a   
sheltering cloud1  ,a leading fire by   
night4    #f ,he from the rock their    
thirst supply'd2  ,the gushing waters   
fell1  ,and ran in rivers by their side1
  ,a constant miracle4    #g ,yet they  
provok'd the ,lord most high1  ,and     
dar'd distrust his hand2  ,can he with  
bread our host supply  ,amidst this     
desert land8    #h ,the ,lord with      
indignation heard1  ,and caus'd his     
wrath to flame  ,his terrors ever stand 
prepar'd  ,to vindicate his ,name4      
,psalm #gh3c4 ,third ,part4  ,the       
punishment of luxury and intemperance2  
or1 ,chastisement and salvation4    #a  
,when ,israel sins1 the ,lord reproves1 
,and fills their hearts with dread2     
,yet he forgives the men he loves1  ,and
 sends them heavenly bread4    #b ,he   
fed them with a liberal hand1  ,and made

 his treasures known2  ,he gave the     
midnight clouds command  ,to pour       
provision down4    #c ,the manna1 like a
 morning shower1  ,lay thick around     
their feet2  ,the corn of heaven1 so    
light1 so pure1  ,as tho' 'twere angels'
 meat4    #d ,but they in murmuring     
language said1  ,manna is all our feast2
  ,we loathe this light1 this airy      
bread2  ,we must have flesh to taste4   
#e ,ye shall have flesh to please your  
lust2  ,the ,lord in wrath reply'd1     
,and sent them quails like sand or dust1
  ,heap'd up from side to side4    #f   
,he gave them all their own desire2     
,and greedy as they fed1  ,his vengeance
 burnt with secret fire1  ,and smote the
 rebels dead4    #g ,when some were     
slain1 the rest return'd1  ,and sought  
the ,lord with tears2  ,under the rod   
they fear'd and mourn'd1  ,but soon     
forgot their fears4    #h ,oft he       
chastis'd and still forgave1  ,till by  
his gracious hand  ,the nation he       
resolv'd to save1  ,possess'd the       

promis'd land4      ,psalm #gh3d4 #cb c4
 ,fourth ,part4  ,backsliding and       
forgiveness2 or1  ,sin punished1 and    
saints saved4    #a ,great ,god1 how oft
 did ,israel prove  ,by turns thine     
anger and thy love6  ,there in a glass  
our hearts may see  ,how fickle and how 
false they be4    #b ,how soon the      
faithless ,jews forgot  ,the dreadful   
wonders ,god had wrought6  ,then they   
provoke him to his face1  ,nor fear his 
power1 nor trust his grace4    #c ,the  
,lord consum'd their years in pain1     
,and made their travels long and vain2  
,a tedious march thro' unknown ways     
,wore out their strength and spent their
 days4    #d ,oft when they saw their   
brethren slain1  ,they mourn'd and      
sought the ,lord again2  ,call'd him the
 ,rock of their abode1  ,their high     
,redeemer and their ,god4    #e ,their  
prayers and vows before him rise  ,as   
flattering words or solemn lies1  ,while
 their rebellious tempers prove  ,false 
to his covenant and his love4    #f ,yet

 did his sovereign grace forgive  ,the  
men who not deserv'd to live2  ,his     
anger oft away he turn'd1  ,or else with
 gentle flame it burn'd4    #g ,he saw  
their flesh was weak and frail1  ,he saw
 temptation still prevail  ,the ,god of 
,abraham lov'd them still1  ,and led    
them to his holy hill4      ,psalm #hj4 
,the church's prayer under affliction2  
or1 ,the vineyard of ,god wasted4    #a 
,great ,shepherd of thine ,israel1  ,who
 didst between the cherubs dwell1  ,and 
led the tribes1 thy chosen sheep1  ,safe
 thro' the desert and the deep4    #b   
,thy church is in the desert now1       
,shine from on high and guide us thro'2 
,turn us to thee1 thy love restore1  ,we
 shall be sav'd1 and sigh no more4    #c
 ,great ,god1 whom heavenly hosts obey1 
,how long shall we lament and pray1     
,and wait in vain thy kind return8  ,how
 long shall thy fierce anger burn8    #d
 ,instead of wine and cheerful bread1   
,thy saints with their own tears are    
fed2  ,turn us to thee1 thy love        

restore1  ,we shall be sav'd1 and sigh  
no more4    ,,pause ,i4    #e ,hast thou
 not planted with thy hands  ,a lovely  
vine in heathen lands8  ,did not thy    
power defend it round1  ,and heavenly   
dews enrich the ground8    #f ,how did  
the spreading branches shoot1  ,and     
bless the nations with the fruit6  ,but 
now1 dear ,lord1 look down and see  ,thy
 mourning vine1 that lovely tree4    #g 
,why is its beauty thus defac'd8  ,why  
hast thou laid her fences waste8        
,strangers and foes against her join1   
,and every beast devours the vine4    #h
 ,return1 almighty ,god1 return1  ,nor  
let thy bleeding vineyard mourn2  ,turn 
us to thee1 thy love restore1  ,we shall
 be sav'd1 and sigh no more4    ,,pause 
,,ii4    #i ,lord1 when this vine in    
,canaan grew  ,thou wast its strength   
and glory too2  ,attack'd in vain by all
 its foes1  ,till the fair ,branch of   
,promise rose2    #aj ,fair ,branch1    
ordain'd of old to shoot  ,from ,david's
 stock1 from ,jacob's root2  ,himself a 

noble vine1 and we  ,the lesser branches
 of the tree4    #aa ',tis thy own ,son1
 and he shall stand  ,girt with thy     
strength at thy right hand2  ,thy       
first-born ,son1 adorn'd and blest      
,with power and grace above the rest4   
#ab ,o6 for his sake attend our cry1    
,shine on thy churches lest they die2   
,turn us to thee1 thy love restore1  ,we
 shall be sav'd1 and sigh no more4      
,psalm #ha4 #a #h #af4  ,the warnings of
 ,god to his people2 or1  ,spiritual    
blessings and punishments4    #a ,sing  
to the ,lord aloud1  ,and make a joyful 
noise2  ,god is our strength1 our       
,saviour ,god2  ,let ,israel hear his   
voice4    #b ,from vile idolatry        
,preserve my worship clean2  ,i am the  
,lord who set thee free  ,from slavery  
and sin4    #c ,stretch thy desires     
abroad1  ,and ,i'll supply them well    
,but if ye will refuse your ,god1  ,if  
,israel will rebel1    #d ,i'll leave   
them1 saith the ,lord1  ,to their own   
lusts a prey1  ,and let them run the    

dangerous road1  ',tis their own chosen 
way4    #e ,yet ,o6 that all my saints  
,would hearken to my voice6  ,soon ,i   
would ease their sore complaints1  ,and 
bid their hearts rejoice4    #f ,while  
,i destroy their foes1  ,i'd richly feed
 my flock1  ,and they should taste the  
stream that flows  ,from their eternal  
,rock4      ,psalm #hb4  ,god the       
supreme ,governor2  or1 ,magistrates    
warned4    #a ,among th' assemblies of  
the great1  ,a greater ,ruler takes his 
seat2  ,the ,god of heaven1 as ,judge1  
surveys  ,those gods on earth and all   
their ways4    #b ,why will ye then     
frame wicked laws8  ,or why support th' 
unrighteous cause8  ,when will ye once  
defend the poor1  ,that sinners vex the 
saints no more8    #c ,they know not1   
,lord1 nor will they know1  ,dark are   
the ways in which they go2  ,their name 
of earthly gods is vain1  ,for they     
shall fall and die like men4    #d      
,arise1 ,o ,lord1 and let thy ,son      
,possess his universal throne1  ,and    

rule the nations with his rod2  ,he is  
our judge1 and he our ,god4      ,psalm 
#hc4  ,a complaint against persecutors4 
#a ,and will the ,god of grace          
,perpetual silence keep8  ,the ,god of  
justice hold his peace1  ,and let his   
vengeance sleep8    #b ,behold what     
cursed snares  ,the men of mischief     
spread2  ,the men that hate thy saints  
and thee  ,lift up their threatening    
head4    #c ,against thy hidden ones    
,their counsels they employ1  ,and      
malice with her watchful eye1  ,pursues 
them to destroy4    #d ,the noble and   
the base  ,into thy pastures leap2  ,the
 lion and the stupid ass  ,conspire to  
vex thy sheep4    #e ,come1 let us join1
 they cry1  ,to root them from the      
ground1  ,till not the name of saints   
remain1  ,nor memory shall be found4    
#f ,awake1 almighty ,god1  ,and call thy
 wrath to mind2  ,give them like forests
 to the fire1  ,or stubble to the wind4 
#g ,convince their madness1 ,lord1  ,and
 make them seek thy ,name  ,or else     

their stubborn rage confound1  ,that    
they may die in shame4    #h ,then shall
 the nations know  ,that glorious       
dreadful word1  ,jehovah is thy name    
alone1  ,and thou the sovereign ,lord4  
,psalm #hd3a4 ,first ,part4 ,l4 ,m4     
,the pleasure of public worship4    #a  
,how pleasant1 how divinely fair1  ,o   
,lord of hosts1 thy dwellings are6      
,with long desire my spirit faints  ,to 
meet th' assemblies of thy saints4    #b
 ,my flesh would rest in thine abode1   
,my panting heart cries out for ,god2   
,my ,god6 my ,king6 why should ,i be    
,so far from all my joys and thee8    #c
 ,the sparrow chuses where to rest1     
,and for her young provides her nest3   
,but will my ,god to sparrows grant     
,that pleasure which his children want8 
#d ,blest are the saints who sit on     
high1  ,around thy throne of majesty2   
,thy brightest glories shine above1     
,and all their work is praise and love4 
#e ,blest are the souls that find a     
place  ,within the temple of thy grace2 

,there they behold thy gentler rays1    
,and seek thy face1 and learn thy       
praise4    #f ,blest are the men whose  
hearts are set  ,to find the way to     
,sion's gate2  ,god is their strength1  
and thro' the road  ,they lean upon     
their helper ,god4    #g ,cheerful they 
walk with growing strength1  ,till all  
shall meet in heaven at length1  ,till  
all before thy face appear1  ,and join  
in nobler worship there4      ,psalm    
#hd3b4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,god and 
his church2 or1 ,grace and glory4    #a 
,great ,god1 attend1 while ,sion sings  
,the joy that from thy presence springs 
,to spend one day with thee on earth    
,exceeds a thousand days of mirth4    #b
 ,might ,i enjoy the meanest place      
,within thine house1 ,o ,god of grace1  
,not tents of ease1 nor thrones of      
power1  ,should tempt my feet to leave  
thy door4    #c ,god is our sun1 he     
makes our day2  ,god is our shield1 he  
guards our way  ,from all th' assaults  
of hell and sin1  ,from foes without1   

and foes within4    #d ,all needful     
grace will ,god bestow1  ,and crown that
 grace with glory too3  ,he gives us all
 things1 and withholds  ,no real good   
from upright souls4    #e ,o ,god1 our  
,king1 whose sovereign sway  ,the       
glorious hosts of heaven obey1  ,and    
devils at thy presence flee1  ,blest is 
the man that trusts in thee4      ,psalm
 #hd3c4 #ad #b #c #aj4 ,paraphrased4 ,c4
 ,m4  ,delight in ordinances of worship2
  or1 ,god present in his churches4     
#a ,my soul1 how lovely is the place    
,to which thy ,god resorts6  ',tis      
heaven to see his smiling face1  ,tho'  
in his earthly courts4    #b ,there the 
great ,monarch of the skies  ,his saving
 power displays1  ,and light breaks in  
upon our eyes  ,with kind and quickening
 rays4    #c ,with his rich gifts the   
heavenly ,dove  ,descends and fills the 
place1  ,while ,christ reveals his      
wondrous love1  ,and sheds abroad his   
grace4    #d ,there1 mighty ,god1 thy   
words declare  ,the secrets of thy will2

  ,and still we seek thy mercy there1   
,and sing thy praises still4    ,,pause4
    #e ,my heart and flesh cry out for  
thee1  ,while far from thine abode3     
,when shall ,i tread thy courts1 and see
  ,my ,saviour and my ,god8    #f ,the  
sparrow builds herself a nest1  ,and    
suffers no remove2  ,o make me like the 
sparrows1 blest1  ,to dwell but where ,i
 love4    #g ,to sit one day beneath    
thine eye1  ,and hear thy gracious      
voice1  ,exceeds a whole eternity       
,employ'd in carnal joys4    #h ,lord1  
at thy threshold ,i would wait1  ,while 
,jesus is within1  ,rather than fill a  
throne of state1  ,or live in tents of  
sin4    #i ,could ,i command the        
spacious land1  ,and the more boundless 
sea1  ,for one blest hour at thy right  
hand  ,i'd give them both away4         
,psalm #hd3d4 ,as the #adhth ,psalm4    
,longing for the house of ,god4    #a   
,lord of the worlds above1  ,how        
pleasant and how fair  ,the dwellings of
 thy love1  ,thy earthly temples are6   

,to thine abode  ,my heart aspires1     
,with warm desires  ,to see my ,god4    
#b ,the sparrow1 for her young1  ,with  
pleasure seeks her nest2  ,and wandering
 swallows long  ,to find their wonted   
rest3  ,my spirit faints  ,with equal   
zeal  ,to rise and dwell  ,among thy    
saints4    #c ,o happy souls that pray  
,where ,god appoints to hear6  ,o happy 
men that pay  ,their constant service   
there6  ,they praise thee still2  ,and  
happy they  ,that love the way  ,to     
,zion's hill4    #d ,they go from       
strength to strength1  ,thro' this dark 
vale of tears1  ,till each arrives at   
length1  ,till each in heaven appears3  
,o glorious seat1  ,when ,god our king  
,shall thither bring  ,our willing feet6
    ,,pause4    #e ,to spend one sacred 
day  ,where ,god and saints abide1      
,affords diviner joy  ,than thousand    
days beside2  ,where ,god resorts1  ,i  
love it more  ,to keep the door  ,than  
shine in courts4    #f ,god is our sun  
and shield1  ,our light and our defence 

,with gifts his hands are fill'd1  ,we  
draw our blessings thence2  ,he shall   
bestow  ,on ,jacob's race  ,peculiar    
grace  ,and glory too4    #g ,the ,lord 
his people loves2  ,his hand no good    
withholds  ,from those his heart        
approves1  ,from pure and pious souls3  
,thrice happy he1  ,o ,god of hosts1    
,whose spirit trusts  ,alone in thee4   
,psalm #he3a4 #a-h4 ,first ,part4       
,waiting for an answer to prayer2 or1   
,deliverance begun and completed4    #a 
,lord1 thou hast call'd thy grace to    
mind1  ,thou hast revers'd our heavy    
doom3  ,so ,god forgave when ,israel    
sinn'd1  ,and brought his wandering     
captives home4    #b ,thou hast begun to
 set us free1  ,and made thy fiercest   
wrath abate2  ,now let our hearts be    
turn'd to thee1  ,and thy salvation be  
complete4    #c ,revive our dying       
graces1 ,lord1  ,and let thy saints in  
thee rejoice2  ,make known thy truth1   
fulfil thy word1  ,we wait for praise to
 tune our voice4    #d ,we wait to hear 

what ,god will say2  ,he'll speak1 and  
give his people peace2  ,but let them   
run no more astray1  ,lest his returning
 wrath increase4      ,psalm #he3b4 #i  
c4 ,second ,part4  ,salvation by        
,christ4    #a ,salvation is for ever   
nigh  ,the souls that fear and trust the
 ,lord2  ,and grace descending from on  
high1  ,fresh hopes of glory shall      
afford4    #b ,mercy and truth on earth 
are met1  ,since ,christ the ,lord came 
down from heaven2  ,by his obedience1 so
 complete1  ,justice is pleas'd1 and    
peace is given4    #c ,now truth and    
honour shall abound1  ,religion dwell on
 earth again1  ,and heavenly influence  
bless the ground  ,in our ,redeemer's   
gentle reign4    #d ,his righteousness  
is gone before  ,to give us free access 
to ,god2  ,our wandering feet shall     
stray no more1  ,but mark his steps and 
keep the road4      ,psalm #hf4 #h-ac4  
,a general song of praise to ,god4    #a
 ,among the princes1 earthly gods1      
,there's none hath power divine2  ,nor  

is their nature1 mighty ,lord1  ,nor are
 their works like thine4    #b ,the     
nations thou hast made shall bring      
,their offerings round thy throne2  ,for
 thou alone dost wondrous things1  ,for 
thou art ,god alone4    #c ,lord1 ,i    
would walk with holy feet2  ,teach me   
thine heavenly ways1  ,and my poor      
scatter'd thoughts unite  ,in ,god my   
,father's praise4    #d ,great is thy   
mercy1 and my tongue  ,shall those sweet
 wonders tell1  ,how by thy grace my    
sinking soul  ,rose from the deeps of   
hell4      ,psalm #hg4  ,the church the 
birth-place of the saints2 or1  ,jews   
and ,gentiles united in the ,christian  
,church4    #a ,god in his earthly      
temple lays  ,foundations for his       
heavenly praise3  ,he likes the tents of
 ,jacob well1  ,but still in ,zion loves
 to dwell4    #b ,his mercy visits every
 house  ,that pay their night and       
morning vows2  ,but makes a more        
delightful stay  ,where churches meet to
 praise and pray4    #c ,what glories   

were describ'd of old6  ,what wonders   
are of ,zion told6  ,thou city of our   
,god below1  ,thy fame shall ,tyre and  
,egypt know4    #d ,egypt and ,tyre1 and
 ,greek and ,jew1  ,shall there begin   
their lives anew3  ,angels and men shall
 join to sing  ,the hill where living   
waters spring4    #e4 ,when ,god makes  
up his last account  ,of natives in his 
holy mount1  ',twill be an honour to    
appear  ,as one new-born or nourish'd   
there4      ,psalm #hi3a4 ,first ,part4 
,l4 ,m4  ,the covenant made with        
,christ2 or1 the true ,david4    #a ,for
 ever shall my song record  ,the truth  
and mercy of the ,lord2  ,mercy and     
truth for ever stand1  ,like heaven1    
establish'd by his hand4    #b ,thus to 
his ,son he sware1 and said1  ,with thee
 my covenant first is made2  ,in thee   
shall dying sinners live1  ,glory and   
grace are thine to give4    #c ,be thou 
my prophet1 thou my priest2  ,thy       
children shall be ever blest2  ,thou art
 my chosen king2 thy throne  ,shall     

stand eternal like my own4    #d        
,there's none of all my sons above1  ,so
 much my image or my love2  ,celestial  
powers thy subjects are1  ,then what can
 earth to thee compare8    #e ,david1 my
 servant1 whom ,i chose  ,to guard my   
flock1 to crush my foes1  ,and rais'd   
him to the ,jewish throne1  ,was but a  
shadow of my ,son4    #f ,now let the   
church rejoice and sing  ,jesus her     
,saviour and her ,king3  ,angels his    
heavenly wonders show1  ,and saints     
declare his works below4      ,psalm    
#hi3b4 ,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the      
faithfulness of ,god4    #a ,my         
never-ceasing songs shall show  ,the    
mercies of the ,lord1  ,and make        
succeeding ages know  ,how faithful is  
his word4    #b ,the sacred truths his  
lips pronounce  ,shall firm as heaven   
endure2  ,and if he speak a promise     
once1  ,th' eternal grace is sure4    #c
 ,how long the race of ,david held  ,the
 promis'd ,jewish throne6  ,but there's 
a nobler covenant seal'd  ,to ,david's  

greater ,son4    #d ,his seed for ever  
shall possess  ,a throne above the      
skies2  ,the meanest subject of his     
grace  ,shall to that glory rise4    #e 
,lord ,god of hosts1 thy wondrous ways  
,are sung by saints above2  ,and saints 
on earth their honours raise  ,to thine 
unchanging love4      ,psalm #hi3c4 #g  
c4 ,second ,part4  ,the power and       
majesty of ,god2  or1 ,reverential      
worship4    #a ,with reverence let the  
saints appear  ,and bow before the      
,lord1  ,his high commands with         
reverence hear1  ,and tremble at his    
word4    #b ,how terrible thy glories   
be6  ,how bright thine armies shine6    
,where is the power that vies with thee8
  ,or truth compar'd to thine8    #c    
,the northern pole and southern rest    
,on thy supporting hand2  ,darkness and 
day from east to west  ,move round at   
thy command4    #d ,thy words the raging
 wind control1  ,and rule the boisterous
 deep2  ,thou mak'st the sleeping       
billows roll1  ,the rolling billows     

sleep4    #e ,heaven1 earth1 and air1   
and sea are thine1  ,and the dark world 
of hell3  ,how did thine arm in         
vengeance shine  ,when ,egypt durst     
rebel6    #f ,justice and judgment are  
thy throne1  ,yet wondrous is thy grace2
  ,while truth and mercy join'd in one  
,invite us near thy face4      ,psalm   
#hi3d4 #ae c4 ,third ,part4  ,a blessed 
gospel4    #a ,blest are the souls that 
hear and know  ,the gospel's joyful     
sound2  ,peace shall attend the path    
they go1  ,and light their steps        
surround4    #b ,their joy shall bear   
their spirits up  ,thro' their          
,redeemer's ,name2  ,his righteousness  
exalts their hope1  ,nor ,satan dares   
condemn4    #c ,the ,lord1 our glory and
 defence1  ,strength and salvation      
gives2  ,israel1 thy king for ever      
reigns1  ,thy ,god for ever lives4      
,psalm #hi3e4 #ai c4 ,fourth ,part4     
,christ's mediatorial kingdom2 or1  ,his
 divine and human nature4    #a ,hear   
what the ,lord in vision said1  ,and    

made his mercy known3  ,sinners1 behold 
your help is laid  ,on my almighty ,son4
    #b ,behold the man my wisdom chose  
,among your mortal race2  ,his head my  
holy oil o'erflows1  ,the ,spirit of my 
grace4    #c ,high shall he reign on    
,david's throne1  ,my people's better   
,king2  ,my arm shall beat his rivals   
down1  ,and still new subjects bring4   
#d ,my truth shall guard him in his way1
  ,with mercy by his side1  ,while1 in  
my name thro' earth and sea  ,he shall  
in triumph ride4    #e ,me for his      
,father and his ,god  ,he shall for ever
 own1  ,call me his rock1 his high      
abode2  ,and ,i'll support my ,son4     
#f ,my first-born ,son array'd in grace 
,at my right-hand shall sit2  ,beneath  
him angels know their place1  ,and      
monarchs at his feet4    #g ,my covenant
 stands for ever fast1  ,my promises are
 strong2  ,firm as the heavens his      
throne shall last1  ,his seed endure as 
long4      ,psalm #hi3f4 #cj c4 ,fifth  
,part4  ,the covenant of grace          

unchangeable2  or1 ,afflictions without 
rejection4    #a ,yet 7saith the ,lord7 
if ,david's race1  ,the children of my  
,son1  ,should break my laws1 abuse my  
grace1  ,and tempt mine anger down2     
#b ,their sins ,i'll visit with the rod1
  ,and make their folly smart2  ,but    
,i'll not cease to be their ,god1  ,nor 
from my truth depart4    #c ,my covenant
 ,i will ne'er revoke1  ,but keep my    
grace in mind2  ,and what eternal love  
hath spoke  ,eternal truth shall bind4  
#d ,once have ,i sworn 7,i need no more7
  ,and pledg'd my holiness  ,to seal the
 sacred promise sure  ,to ,david and his
 race4    #e ,the sun shall see his     
offspring rise  ,and spread from sea to 
sea1  ,long as he travels round the     
skies  ,to give the nations day4    #f  
,sure as the moon that rules the night  
,his kingdom shall endure1  ,till the   
fix'd laws of shade and light  ,shall be
 observ'd no more4      ,psalm #hi3g4   
#dg c4 ,sixth ,part4  ,mortality and    
hope4  ,a funeral psalm4    #a          

,remember1 ,lord1 our mortal state1     
,how frail our life1 how short the date6
  ,where is the man that draws his      
breath  ,safe from disease1 secure from 
death8    #b ,lord1 while we see whole  
nations die1  ,our flesh and sense      
repine and cry1  ,must death for ever   
rage and reign8  ,or hast thou made     
mankind in vain8    #c ,where is thy    
promise to the just8  ,are not thy      
servants turn'd to dust8  ,but faith    
forbids these mournful sighs1  ,and sees
 the sleeping dust arise4    #d ,that   
glorious hour1 that dreadful day  ,wipes
 the reproach of saints away1  ,and     
clears the honour of thy word2  ,awake  
our souls1 and bless the ,lord4         
,psalm #hi3h4 #dg c4 ,last ,part4  ,as  
the #aacth ,psalm4  ,life1 death1 and   
the resurrection4    #a ,think1 mighty  
,god1 on feeble man1  ,how few his      
hours1 how short his span6  ,short from 
the cradle to the grave3  ,who can      
secure his vital breath  ,against the   
bold demands of death1  ,with skill to  

fly1 or power to save8    #b ,lord1     
shall it be for ever said1  ,the race of
 man was only made  ,for sickness1      
sorrow1 and the dust8  ,are not thy     
servants day by day  ,sent to their     
graves1 and turn'd to clay8  ,lord1     
where's thy kindness to the just8    #c 
,hast thou not promis'd to thy ,son     
,and all his seed a heavenly crown8     
,but flesh and sense indulge despair2   
,for ever blessed be the ,lord1  ,that  
faith can read his holy word1  ,and find
 a resurrection there4    #d ,for ever  
blessed be the ,lord1  ,who gives his   
saints a long reward  ,for all their    
toil1 reproach and pain2  ,let all below
 and all above  ,join to proclaim thy   
wondrous love1  ,and each repeat their  
loud ,amen4      ,psalm #ij3a4 ,l4 ,m4  
,man mortal1 and ,god eternal4  ,a      
mournful song at a funeral4    #a ,thro'
 every age1 eternal ,god1  ,thou art our
 rest1 our safe abode2  ,high was thy   
throne ere heaven was made1  ,or earth  
thy humble footstool laid4    #b ,long  

hadst thou reign'd ere time began1  ,or 
dust was fashion'd to a man2  ,and long 
thy kingdom shall endure  ,when earth   
and time shall be no more4    #c ,but   
man1 weak man1 is born to die1  ,made up
 of guilt and vanity2  ,thy dreadful    
sentence1 ,lord1 was just1  ,return1 ye 
sinners1 to your dust4    #d ,a thousand
 of our years amount  ,scarce to a day  
in thine account2  ,like yesterday's    
departed light1  ,or the last watch of  
ending night4    ,,pause4    #e ,death  
like an overflowing stream  ,sweeps us  
away2 our life's a dream2  ,an empty    
tale2 a morning flower  ,cut down and   
wither'd in an hour4    #f ,our age to  
seventy years is set2  ,how short the   
term6 how frail the state6  ,and if to  
eighty we arrive1  ,we rather sigh and  
groan than live4    #g ,but ,o how oft  
thy wrath appears1  ,and cuts off our   
expected years6  ,thy wrath awakes our  
humble dread2  ,we fear the power that  
strikes us dead4    #h ,teach us1 ,o    
,lord1 how frail is man2  ,and kindly   

lengthen out our span1  ,till a wise    
care of piety  ,fit us to die1 and dwell
 with thee4      ,psalm #ij3b4 #a-e4    
,first ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,man frail1 and  
,god eternal4    #a ,our ,god1 our help 
in ages past1  ,our hope for years to   
come1  ,our shelter from the stormy     
blast1  ,and our eternal home4    #b    
,under the shadow of thy throne  ,thy   
saints have dwelt secure2  ,sufficient  
is thine arm alone1  ,and our defence is
 sure4    #c ,before the hills in order 
stood1  ,or earth receiv'd her frame1   
,from everlasting thou art ,god1  ,to   
endless years the same4    #d ,thy word 
commands our flesh to dust1  ,return1 ye
 sons of men3  ,all nations rose from   
earth at first1  ,and turn to earth     
again4    #e ,a thousand ages in thy    
sight  ,are like an evening gone2       
,short as the watch that ends the night 
,before the rising sun4    #f ,the busy 
tribes of flesh and blood1  ,with all   
their lives and cares1  ,are carried    
downwards by thy flood1  ,and lost in   

following years4    #g ,time like an    
ever-rolling stream  ,bears all its     
,sons away2  ,they fly forgotten as a   
dream  ,dies at the opening day4    #h  
,like flowery fields the nations stand  
,pleas'd with the morning light2  ,the  
flowers beneath the mower's hand  ,lie  
withering ere 'tis night4    #i ,our    
,god1 our help in ages past1  ,our hope 
for years to come1  ,be thou our guard  
while troubles last1  ,and our eternal  
home4      ,psalm #ij3c4 #h #aa #i #aj  
#ab4 #b;d ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,infirmities  
and mortality the effect of sin2 or1    
,life1 old age1 and preparation for     
death4    #a ,lord1 if thine eyes survey
 our faults1  ,and justice grow severe1 
,thy dreadful wrath exceeds our         
thoughts1  ,and burns beyond our fear4  
#b ,thine anger turns our frame to dust2
  ,by one offence to thee  ,adam with   
all his sons have lost  ,their          
immortality4    #c ,life like a vain    
amusement flies1  ,a fable or a song2   
,by swift degrees our nature dies1  ,nor

 can our joys be long4    #d ',tis but a
 few whose days amount  ,to threescore  
years and ten1  ,and all beyond that    
short account  is sorrow1 toil1 and     
pain4    #e ,our vitals with laborious  
strife  ,bear up the crazy load1  ,and  
drag those poor remains of life  ,along 
the tiresome road4    #f ,almighty ,god1
 reveal thy love1  ,and not thy wrath   
alone2  ,o let our sweet experience     
prove  ,the mercies of thy throne6    #g
 ,our souls would learn the heavenly art
  ,t' improve the hours we have1  ,that 
we may act the wiser part1  ,and live   
beyond the grave4      ,psalm #ij3d4 #ac
 c4 ,third ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,breathing   
after heaven4    #a ,return1 ,o ,god of 
love1 return2  ,earth is a tiresome     
place3  ,how long shall we thy children 
mourn  ,our absence from thy face6    #b
 ,let heaven succeed our painful years1 
,let sin and sorrow cease1  ,and in     
proportion to our tears  ,so make our   
joys increase4    #c ,thy wonders to thy
 servants show1  ,make thy own work     

complete1  ,then shall our souls thy    
glory know1  ,and own thy love was      
great4    #d ,then shall we shine before
 thy throne  ,in all thy beauty1 ,lord2 
,and the poor service we have done      
,meet a divine reward4      ,psalm      
#ij3e4 #e #aj #ab4 ,s4 ,m4  ,the frailty
 and shortness of life4    #a ,lord what
 a feeble piece  ,is this our mortal    
frame6  ,our life how poor a trifle     
'tis1  ,that scarce deserves the name6  
#b ,alas the brittle clay  ,that built  
our body first6  ,and every month1 and  
every day  ',tis mouldering back to     
dust4    #c ,our moments fly apace1     
,nor will our minutes stay2  ,just like 
a flood our hasty days  ,are sweeping us
 away4    #d ,well if our days must fly1
  ,we'll keep their end in sight1       
,we'll spend them all in wisdom's way1  
,and let them speed their flight4    #e 
,they'll waft us sooner o'er  ,this     
life's tempestuous sea3  ,soon we shall 
reach the peaceful shore  ,of blest     
eternity4      ,psalm #ia3a4 #a-g4      

,first ,part4  ,safety in public        
diseases and dangers4    #a ,he that    
hath made his refuge ,god1  ,shall find 
a most secure abode1  ,shall walk all   
day beneath his shade1  ,and there at   
night shall rest his head4    #b ,then  
will ,i say1 ,my ,god1 thy power  ,shall
 be my fortress and my tower2  ,i that  
am form'd of feeble dust  ,make thine   
almighty arm my trust4    #c ,thrice    
happy man6 thy ,maker's care  ,shall    
keep thee from the fowler's snare1      
,satan1 the fowler1 who betrays         
,unguarded souls a thousand ways4    #d 
,just as a hen protects her brood  ,from
 birds of prey that seek their blood1   
,under her feathers1 so the ,lord       
,makes his own arm his people's guard4  
#e ,if burning beams of noon conspire   
,to dart a pestilential fire1  ,god is  
their life2 his wings are spread  ,to   
shield them with an healthful shade4    
#f ,if vapours with malignant breath    
,rise thick and scatter midnight death1 
,israel is safe2 the poison'd air       

,grows pure if ,israel's ,god be there4 
,,pause4    #g ,what though a thousand  
at thy side1  ,at thy right hand ten    
thousand dy'd1  ,thy ,god his chosen    
people saves  ,amongst the dead1 amidst 
the graves4    #h ,so when he sent his  
angel down  ,to make his wrath in ,egypt
 known1  ,and slew their sons1 his      
careful eye  ,pass'd all the doors of   
,jacob by4    #i ,but if the fire1 or   
plague1 or sword1  ,receive commission  
from the ,lord  ,to strike his saints   
among the rest1  ,their very pains and  
deaths are blest4    #aj ,the sword1 the
 pestilence or fire  ,shall but fulfil  
their best desire1  ,from sins and      
sorrows set them free1  ,and bring thy  
children1 ,lord1 to thee4      ,psalm   
#ia3b4 #a-af4 ,second ,part4            
,protection from death1 guard of        
angels1 victory and deliverance4    #a  
,ye sons of men1 a feeble race1         
,expos'd to every snare1  ,come make the
 ,lord your dwelling-place1  ,and try   
and trust his care4    #b ,no ill shall 

enter where you dwell2  ,or if the      
plague come nigh1  ,and sweep the wicked
 down to hell1  ',twill raise his saints
 on high4    #c ,he'll give his angels  
charge to keep  ,your feet in all their 
ways2  ,to watch your pillow while you  
sleep1  ,and guard your happy days4     
#d ,their hands shall bear you1 lest you
 fall  ,and dash against the stones3    
,are they not servants at his call1     
,and sent t' attend his sons8    #e     
,adders and lions ye shall tread2  ,the 
tempter's wiles defeat2  ,he that hath  
broke the serpent's head  ,puts him     
beneath your feet4    #f ,because on me 
they set their love  ,i'll save them1   
saith the ,lord2  ,i'll bear their      
joyful souls above  ,destruction and the
 sword4    #g ,my grace shall answer    
when they call2  ,in trouble ,i'll be   
nigh2  ,my power shall help them when   
they fall1  ,and raise them when they   
die4    #h ,those that on earth my ,name
 have known1  ,i'll honour them in      
heaven2  ,there my salvation shall be   

shown1  ,and endless life be given4     
,psalm #ib3a4 ,first ,part4  ,a psalm   
for the ,lord's day4    #a ,sweet is the
 work1 my ,god my ,king1  ,to praise thy
 ,name1 give thanks and sing1  ,to shew 
thy love by morning light1  ,and talk of
 all thy truth at night4    #b ,sweet is
 the day of sacred rest1  ,no mortal    
cares shall seize my breast2  ,o may my 
heart in tune be found  ,like ,david's  
harp of solemn sound6    #c ,my heart   
shall triumph in my ,lord1  ,and bless  
his works1 and bless his word2  ,thy    
works of grace1 how bright they shine6  
,how deep thy counsels6 how divine6     
#d ,fools never raise their thoughts so 
high2  ,like brutes they live1 like     
brutes they die2  ,like grass they      
flourish1 till thy breath  ,blast them  
in everlasting death4    #e ,but ,i     
shall share a glorious part  ,when grace
 hath well refin'd my heart1  ,and fresh
 supplies of joy are shed  ,like holy   
oil1 to cheer my head4    #f ,sin1 7my  
worst enemy before7  ,shall vex my eyes 

and ears no more2  ,my inward foes shall
 all be slain1  ,nor ,satan break my    
peace again4    #g ,then shall ,i see1  
and hear1 and know1  ,all ,i desir'd or 
wish'd below2  ,and every power find    
sweet employ  ,in that eternal world of 
joy4      ,psalm #ib3b4 #ab c4 ,second  
,part4  ,the church is the garden of    
,god4    #a ,lord1 'tis a pleasant thing
 to stand  ,in gardens planted by thine 
hand2  ,let me within thy courts be seen
  ,like a young cedar fresh and green4  
#b ,there grow thy saints in faith and  
love1  ,blest with thine influence from 
above2  ,not ,lebanon with all its trees
  ,yields such a comely sight as these4 
#c ,the plants of grace shall ever live2
  7,nature decays but grace must thrive7
  ,time1 that doth all things else      
impair1  ,still makes them flourish     
strong and fair4    #d ,laden with      
fruits of age1 they shew  ,the ,lord is 
holy1 just1 and true2  ,none that attend
 his gates shall find  ,a ,god          
unfaithful or unkind4      ,psalm #ic3a4

 #ast ,metre4 ,as #ajjth ,psalm4  ,the  
eternal and sovereign ,god4    #a       
,jehovah reigns2 he dwells in light1    
,girded with majesty and might3  ,the   
world created by his hands  ,still on   
its first foundation stands4    #b ,but 
ere this spacious world was made1  ,or  
had its first foundations laid1  ,thy   
throne eternal ages stood1  ,thyself the
 ever-living ,god4    #c ,like floods   
the angry nations rise  ,and aim their  
rage against the skies2  ,vain floods   
that aim their rage so high6  ,at thy   
rebuke the billows die4    #d ,for ever 
shall thy throne endure2  ,thy promise  
stands for ever sure2  ,and everlasting 
holiness  ,becomes the dwellings of thy 
grace4      ,psalm #ic3b4 #b;d ,m4 ,as  
the old #ejth ,psalm4  ,the same4    #a 
,the ,lord of glory reigns2 he reigns on
 high2  ,his robes of state are strength
 and majesty3  ,this wide creation rose 
at his command1  ,built by his word1 and
 'stablish'd by his hand3  ,long stood  
his throne ere he began creation1  ,and 

his own ,godhead is the firm foundation4
    #b ,god is th' eternal ,king3 thy   
foes in vain  ,raise their rebellions to
 confound thy reign3  ,in vain the      
storms1 in vain the floods arise1  ,and 
roar and toss their waves against the   
skies2  ,foaming at heaven1 they rage   
with wild commotion1  ,but heaven's high
 arches scorn the swelling ocean4    #c 
,ye tempests1 rage no more2 ye floods1  
be still2  ,and the mad world submissive
 to his will3  ,built on his truth1 his 
church must ever stand2  ,firm are his  
promises1 and strong his hand3  ,see his
 own sons1 when they appear before him1 
,bow at his footstool1 and with fear    
adore him4      ,psalm #ic3c4 #c;d ,m4  
,as the old #abb;d ,psalm4  ,the same4  
#a ,the ,lord ,jehovah reigns  ,and     
royal state maintains1  ,his head with  
awful glories crown'd2  ,array'd in     
robes of light1  ,begirt with sovereign 
might1  ,and rays of majesty around4    
#b ,upheld by thy commands  ,the world  
securely stands2  ,and skies and stars  

obey thy word3  ,thy throne was fix'd on
 high  ,before the starry sky2  ,eternal
 is thy kingdom1 ,lord4    #c ,in vain  
the noisy crowd1  ,like billows fierce  
and loud1  ,against thine empire rage   
and roar2  ,in vain1 with angry spite1  
,the surly nations fight1  ,and dash    
like waves against the shore4    #d ,let
 floods and nations rage1  ,and all     
their powers engage1  ,let swelling     
tides assault the sky2  ,the terrors of 
thy frown  ,shall beat their madness    
down2  ,thy throne for ever stands on   
high4    #e ,thy promises are true1     
,thy grace is ever new2  ,there fix'd   
thy church shall ne'er remove3  ,thy    
saints with holy fear  ,shall in thy    
courts appear1  ,and sing thine         
everlasting love4    ,repeat the fourth 
stanza to complete the old tune4        
,psalm #id3a4 #a #b #g-ad4 ,first ,part4
  ,saints chastised1 and sinners        
destroyed2  or1 ,instructive            
afflictions4    #a ,god1 to whom revenge
 belongs1  ,proclaim thy truth aloud    

,let ,sovereign ,power redress our      
wrongs1  ,let justice smite the proud4  
#b ,they say1 ,the ,lord nor sees nor   
hears2  ,when will the fools be wise6   
,can he be deaf who form'd their ears8  
,or blind1 who made their eyes8    #c   
,he knows their impious thoughts are    
vain1  ,and they shall feel his power2  
,his wrath shall pierce their souls with
 pain  ,in some surprising hour4    #d  
,but if thy saints deserve rebuke1      
,thou hast a gentler rod2  ,thy         
providences and thy book  ,shall make   
them know their ,god4    #e ,blest is   
the man thy hands chastise1  ,and to his
 duty draw2  ,thy scourges make thy     
children wise  ,when they forget thy    
law4    #f ,but ,god will ne'er cast off
 his saints1  ,nor his own promise      
break2  ,he pardons his inheritance     
,for their ,redeemer's sake4      ,psalm
 #id3b4 #af-bc4 ,second ,part4  ,god our
 support and comfort2 or1 ,deliverance  
from temptation and persecution4    #a  
,who will arise and plead my right      

,against my numerous foes1  ,while earth
 and hell their force unite1  ,and all  
my hopes oppose8    #b ,had not the     
,lord1 my rock1 my help1  ,sustain'd my 
fainting head1  ,my life had now in     
silence dwelt1  ,my soul amongst the    
dead4    #c ,alas6 my sliding feet1 ,i  
cry'd2  ,thy promise was my prop2  ,thy 
grace stood constant by my side1  ,thy  
,spirit bore me up4    #d ,while        
multitudes of mournful thoughts  ,within
 my bosom roll1  ,thy boundless love    
forgives my faults1  ,thy comforts cheer
 my soul4    #e ,powers of iniquity may 
rise1  ,and frame pernicious laws2  ,but
 ,god1 my refuge1 rules the skies1  ,he 
will defend my cause4    #f ,let malice 
vent her rage aloud1  ,let bold         
blasphemers scoff2  ,the ,lord our ,god 
shall judge the proud1  ,and cut the    
sinners off4      ,psalm #ie3a4 ,c4 ,m4 
,a psalm before prayer4    #a ,sing to  
the ,lord ,jehovah's ,name1  ,and in his
 strength rejoice2  ,when his salvation 
is our theme1  ,exalted be our voice4   

#b ,with thanks approach his awful      
sight1  ,and psalms of honour sing2     
,the ,lord's a ,god of boundless might1 
,the whole creation's ,king4    #c ,let 
princes hear1 let angels know1  ,how    
mean their natures seem1  ,those gods on
 high1 and gods below1  ,when once      
compar'd with him4    #d ,earth with its
 caverns dark and deep  ,lies in his    
spacious hand1  ,he fix'd the seas what 
bounds to keep1  ,and where the hills   
must stand4    #e ,come1 and with humble
 souls adore1  ,come1 kneel before his  
face2  ,o may the creatures of his power
  ,be children of his grace6    #f ,now 
is the time3 he bends his ear1  ,and    
waits for your request2  ,come1 lest he 
rouse his wrath and swear  ,ye shall not
 see my rest4      ,psalm #ie3b4 ,s4 ,m4
  ,a psalm before sermon4    #a ,come1  
sound his praise abroad1  ,and hymns of 
glory sing2  ,jehovah is the sovereign  
,god1  ,the universal ,king4    ,he     
form'd the deeps unknown2  ,he gave the 
seas their bound2  ,the watery worlds   

are all his own1  ,and all the solid    
ground4    #c ,come1 worship at his     
throne1  ,come bow before the ,lord3    
,we are his works and not our own2  ,he 
form'd us by his word4    #d ,to-day    
attend his voice1  ,nor dare provoke his
 rod2  ,come like the people of his     
choice1  ,and own your gracious ,god4   
#e ,but if your ears refuse  ,the       
language of his grace1  ,and hearts grow
 hard1 like stubborn ,jews1  ,that      
unbelieving race2    #f ,the ,lord in   
vengeance drest  ,will lift his hand and
 swear1  ,you that despise my promis'd  
rest1  ,shall have no portion there4    
,psalm #ie3c4 #a #b #c #f-aa4 ,l4 ,m4   
,canaan lost through unbelief2 or1  ,a  
warning to delaying sinners4    #a      
,come1 let our voices join to raise  ,a 
sacred song of solemn praise2  ,god is a
 sovereign ,king2 rehearse  his honours 
in exalted verse4    #b ,come1 let our  
souls address the ,lord1  ,who fram'd   
our natures with his word2  ,he is our  
,shepherd2 we the sheep  ,his mercy     

chose1 his pastures keep4    #c ,come1  
let us hear his voice to-day1  ,the     
counsels of his love obey2  ,nor let our
 harden'd hearts renew  ,the sins and   
plagues that ,israel knew4    #d        
,israel1 that saw his works of grace1   
,yet tempt their ,maker to his face2  ,a
 faithless unbelieving brood  ,that     
tir'd the patience of their ,god4    #e 
,thus saith the ,lord1 how false they   
prove2  ,forget my power1 abuse my love2
  ,since they despise my rest1 ,i swear1
  ,their feet shall never enter there4  
#f ,look back my soul1 with holy dread1 
,and view those ancient rebels dead2    
,attend the offer'd grace to-day1  ,nor 
lose the blessing by delay4    #g ,seize
 the kind promise while it waits1  ,and 
march to ,zion's heavenly gates2        
,believe1 and take the promis'd rest2   
,obey1 and be for ever blest4           
,psalm #if3a4 #a-aj4 c4 ,c4 ,m4         
,christ's first and second coming4    #a
 ,sing to the ,lord1 ye distant lands1  
,ye tribes of every tongue2  ,his new   

discover'd grace demands  ,a new and    
nobler song4    #b ,say to the nations1 
,jesus reigns1  ,god's own almighty     
,son2  ,his power the sinking world     
sustains1  ,and grace surrounds his     
throne4    #c ,let heaven proclaim the  
joyful day1  ,joy thro' the earth be    
seen2  ,let cities shine in bright      
array1  ,and fields in cheerful green4  
#d ,let an unusual joy surprise  ,the   
islands of the sea2  ,ye mountains1     
sink1 ye vallies1 rise1  ,prepare the   
,lord his way4    #e ,behold he comes1  
he comes to bless  ,the nations as their
 ,god2  ,to shew the world his          
righteousness1  ,and send his truth     
abroad4    #f ,but when his voice shall 
raise the dead1  ,and bid the world draw
 near1  ,how will the guilty nations    
dread  ,to see their ,judge appear6     
,psalm #if3b4 ,as the #aacth ,psalm4    
,the ,god of the ,gentiles4    #a ,let  
all the earth their voices raise  ,to   
sing the choicest psalm of praise1  ,to 
sing and bless ,jehovah's name3  ,his   

glory let the heathens know1  ,his      
wonders to the nations show1  ,and all  
his saving works proclaim4    #b ,the   
heathens know thy glory1 ,lord2  ,the   
wondering nations read thy word1  ,in   
,britain is ,jehovah known3  ,our       
worship shall no more be paid  ,to gods 
which mortal hands have made2  ,our     
,maker is our ,god alone4    #c ,he     
fram'd the globe1 he built the sky1  ,he
 made the shining worlds on high1  ,and 
reigns complete in glory there3  ,his   
beams are majesty and light2  ,his      
beauties how divinely bright6  ,his     
temple how divinely fair6    #d ,come   
the great day1 the glorious hour1  ,when
 earth shall feel his saving power1     
,and barbarous nations fear his name2   
,then shall the race of man confess     
,the beauty of his holiness1  ,and in   
his courts his grace proclaim4          
,psalm #ig3a4 #a-e4 ,first ,part4       
,christ reigning in heaven1 and coming  
to judgment4    #a ,he reigns2 the      
,lord1 the ,saviour reigns2  ,praise him

 in evangelic strains2  ,let the whole  
earth in songs rejoice1  ,and distant   
islands join their voice4    #b ,deep   
are his counsels and unknown2  ,but     
grace and truth support his throne3     
,tho' gloomy clouds his ways surround1  
,justice is their eternal ground4    #c 
,in robes of judgment1 lo6 he comes1    
,shakes the wide earth1 and cleaves the 
tombs2  ,before him burns devouring     
fire1  ,the mountains melt1 the seas    
retire4    #d ,his enemies1 with sore   
dismay1  ,fly from the sight1 and shun  
the day2  ,then lift your heads1 ye     
saints1 on high1  ,and sing1 for your   
redemption's nigh4      ,psalm #ig3b4   
#f-i4 ,second ,part4  ,christ's         
incarnation4    #a ,the ,lord is come1  
the heavens proclaim  ,his birth2 the   
nations learn his ,name2  ,an unknown   
star directs the road  ,of eastern sages
 to their ,god4    #b ,all ye bright    
armies of the skies1  ,go1 worship where
 the ,saviour lies3  ,angels and kings  
before him bow1  ,those gods on high1   

and gods below4    #c ,let idols totter 
to the ground1  ,and their own          
worshippers confound2  ,but ,judah      
shout1 but ,zion sing1  ,and earth      
confess her sovereign ,king4      ,psalm
 #ig3c4 ,third ,part4  ,grace and glory4
      #a ,th' ,almighty reigns exalted  
high  ,o'er all the earth1 o'er all the 
sky1  ,tho' clouds and darkness veil his
 feet1  ,his dwelling is the mercy-seat4
    #b ,o ye that love his holy ,name1  
,hate every work of sin and shame2  ,he 
guards the souls of all his friends1    
,and from the snares of hell defends4   
#c ,immortal light and joys unknown     
,are for the saints in darkness sown2   
,those glorious seeds shall spring and  
rise1  ,and the bright harvest bless our
 eyes4    #d ,rejoice1 ye righteous1 and
 record  ,the sacred honours of the     
,lord2  ,none but the soul that feels   
his grace  ,can triumph in his holiness4
      ,psalm #ig3d4 #a #c #e-g #aa4 ,c4 
,m4  ,christ's incarnation1 and the last
 judgment4    #a ,ye islands of the     

northern sea1  ,rejoice1 the ,saviour   
reigns2  ,his word like fire1 prepares  
his way1  ,and mountains melt to plains4
    #b ,his presence sinks the proudest 
hills1  ,and makes the vallies rise     
,the humble soul enjoys his smiles1     
,the haughty sinner dies4    #c ,the    
heavens his rightful power proclaim     
,the idol-gods around  ,fill their own  
worshippers with shame1  ,and totter to 
the ground4    #d ,adoring angels at his
 birth  ,make the ,redeemer known2      
,thus shall he come to judge the earth1 
,and angels guard his throne4    #e ,his
 foes shall tremble at his sight1  ,and 
hills and seas retire  ,his children    
take their unknown flight1  ,and leave  
the world in fire4    #f ,the seeds of  
joy and glory sown  ,for saints in      
darkness here  ,shall rise and spring in
 worlds unknown1  ,and a rich harvest   
bear4      ,psalm #ih3a4 ,first ,part4  
,praise for the gospel4    #a ,to our   
almighty ,maker1 ,god1  ,new honours be 
address'd2  his great salvation shines  

abroad1  ,and makes the nations blest4  
#b ,he spake the word to ,abraham first1
  ,his truth fulfils the grace3  ,the   
,gentiles make his ,name their trust1   
,and learn his righteousness4    #c ,let
 the whole earth his love proclaim      
,with all her different tongues2  ,and  
spread the honours of his ,name  ,in    
melody and songs4      ,psalm #ih3b4    
,second ,part4  ,the ,messiah's coming  
and kingdom4    #a ,joy to the world2   
the ,lord is come2  ,let earth receive  
her ,king2  ,let every heart prepare him
 room1  ,and heaven and nature sing4    
#b ,joy to the earth1 the ,saviour      
reigns2  ,let men their songs employ2   
,while fields and floods1 rocks1 hills  
and plains1  ,repeat the sounding joy4  
#c ,no more let sins and sorrows grow1  
,nor thorns infest the ground2  ,he     
comes to make his blessings flow  ,far  
as the curse is found4    #d ,he rules  
the world with truth and grace1  ,and   
makes the nations prove  ,the glories of
 his righteousness1  ,and wonders of his

 love4      ,psalm #ii3a4 ,first ,part4 
,christ's kingdom and majesty4    #a    
,the ,god ,jehovah reigns1  ,let all the
 nations fear1  ,let sinners tremble at 
his throne1  ,and saints be humble      
there4    #b ,jesus the ,saviour reigns1
  ,let earth adore its ,lord2  ,bright  
cherubs his attendants stand1  ,swift to
 fulfil his word4    #c ,in ,zion is his
 throne1  ,his honours are divine2  ,his
 church shall make his wonders known1   
,for there his glories shine4    #d ,how
 holy is his ,name6  ,how terrible his  
praise6  ,justice1 and truth1 and       
judgment join  ,in all his works of     
grace4      ,psalm #ii3b4 ,second ,part4
  ,a holy ,god worshipped with          
reverence4    #a ,exalt the ,lord our   
,god1  ,and worship at his feet2  ,his  
nature is all holiness1  ,and mercy is  
his seat4    #b ,when ,israel was his   
church1  ,when ,aaron was his priest1   
,when ,moses cry'd1 when ,samuel pray'd1
  ,he gave his people rest4    #c ,oft  
he forgave their sins1  ,nor would      

destroy their race2  ,and oft he made   
his vengeance known1  ,when they abus'd 
his grace4    #d ,exalt the ,lord our   
,god1  ,whose grace is still time same2 
,still he's a ,god of holiness1  ,and   
jealous for his ,name4      ,psalm      
#ajj3a4 #ast ,m4 ,a plain translation4  
,praise to our ,creator4    #a ,ye      
nations round the earth rejoice  ,before
 the ,lord1 your sovereign ,king2       
,serve him with cheerful heart and      
voice1  ,with all your tongues his glory
 sing4    #b ,the ,lord is ,god2 'tis he
 alone  ,doth life1 and breath1 and     
being give3  ,we are his work1 and not  
our own2  ,the sheep that on his        
pastures live4      #c ,enter his gates 
with songs of joy1  ,with praises to his
 courts repair1  ,and make it your      
divine employ  ,to pay your thanks and  
honours there4    #d ,the ,lord is good1
 the ,lord is kind2  ,great is his      
grace1 his mercy sure2  ,and the whole  
race of man shall find  ,his truth from 
age to age endure4      ,psalm #ajj3b4  

#b;d ,m4 ,a ,paraphrase4    #a ,sing to 
the ,lord with joyful voice2  ,let every
 land his name adore2  ,the ,british    
isles shall send the noise  ,across the 
ocean to the shore4    #b ,nations1     
attend before his throne  ,with solemn  
fear1 with sacred joy2  ,know that the  
,lord is ,god alone2  ,he can create1   
and he destroy4    #c ,his sovereign    
power1 without our aid1  ,made us of    
clay1 and form'd us men2  ,and when like
 wandering sheep we stray'd1  ,he       
brought us to his fold again4    #d ,we 
are his people1 we his care1  ,our souls
 and all our mortal frame3  ,what       
lasting honours shall we rear1          
,almighty ,maker1 to thy ,name6    #e   
,we'll crowd thy gates with thankful    
songs1  ,high as the heavens our voices 
raise2  ,and earth with her ten thousand
 tongues  ,shall fill thy courts with   
sounding praise4    #f ,wide as the     
world is thy command1  ,vast as eternity
 thy love2  ,firm as a rock thy truth   
must stand  ,when rolling years shall   

cease to move4      ,psalm #aja3a4 ,l4  
,m4  ,the ,magistrate's psalm4    #a    
,mercy and judgment are my song2  ,and  
since they both to thee belong1  ,my    
gracious ,god1 my righteous ,king1  ,to 
thee my songs and vows ,i bring4    #b  
,if ,i am rais'd to bear the sword1     
,i'll take my counsels from thy word2   
,thy justice and thy heavenly grace     
,shall be the pattern of my ways4    #c 
,let wisdom all my actions guide1  ,and 
let my ,god with me reside2  ,no wicked 
thing shall dwell with me1  ,which may  
provoke thy jealousy4    #d ,no sons of 
slander1 rage and strife  ,shall be     
companions of my life2  ,the haughty    
look1 the heart of pride  ,within my    
doors shall ne'er abide4    #e ,i'll    
search the land1 and raise the just  ,to
 posts of honour1 wealth and trust3     
,the men that work thy holy will1       
,shall be my friends and favourites     
still4    #f ,in vain shall sinners hope
 to rise  ,by flattering or malicious   
lies2  ,and while the innocent ,i guard1

  ,the bold offender shan't be spar'd4  
#g ,the impious crew 7that factious     
band7  ,shall hide their heads1 or quit 
the land2  ,and all that break the      
public rest1  ,where ,i have power shall
 be supprest4      ,psalm #aja3b4 ,c4   
,m4  ,a psalm for a master of a family4 
#a ,of justice and of grace ,i sing1    
,and pay my ,god my vows2  ,thy grace   
and justice1 heavenly ,king1  ,teach me 
to rule my house4    #b ,now to my tent1
 ,o ,god1 repair1  ,and make thy servant
 wise2  ,i'll suffer nothing near me    
there  ,that shall offend thine eyes4   
#c ,the man that doth his neighbour     
wrong1  ,by falsehood or by force2  ,the
 scornful eye1 the slanderous tongue1   
,i'll thrust them from my doors4    #d  
,i'll seek the faithful and the just    
,and will their help enjoy2  ,these are 
the friends that ,i shall trust1  ,the  
servants ,i'll employ4    #e ,the wretch
 that deals in sly deceit1  ,i'll not   
endure a night2  ,the liar's tongue ,i  
ever hate1  ,and banish from my sight4  

#f ,i'll purge my family around1  ,and  
make the wicked flee2  ,so shall my     
house be ever found  ,a dwelling fit for
 thee4      ,psalm #ajb3a4 #a-ac #bj    
#ba4 ,first ,part4  ,a prayer of the    
afflicted4    #a ,hear me1 ,o ,god1 nor 
hide thy face1  ,but answer lest ,i die2
  ,hast thou not built a throne of grace
  ,to hear when sinners cry8    #b ,my  
days are wasted like the smoke          
,dissolving in the air2  ,my strength is
 dry'd1 my heart is broke1  ,and sinking
 in despair4    #c ,my spirits flag like
 withering grass  ,burnt with excessive 
heat2  ,in secret groans my minutes     
pass1  ,and ,i forget to eat4    #d ,as 
on some lonely building's top  ,the     
sparrow tells her moan1  ,far from the  
tents of joy and hope  ,i sit and grieve
 alone4    #e ,my soul is like a        
wilderness1  ,where beasts of midnight  
howl2  ,there the sad raven finds her   
place1  ,and there the screaming owl4   
#f ,dark dismal thoughts and boding     
fears  ,dwell in my troubled breast2    

,while sharp reproaches wound my ears1  
,nor give my spirit rest4    #g ,my cup 
is mingled with my woes1  ,and tears are
 my repast2  ,my daily bread like ashes 
grows  ,unpleasant to my taste4    #h   
,sense can afford no real joy  ,to souls
 that feel thy frown2  ,lord1 'twas thy 
hand advanc'd me high1  ,thy hand hath  
cast me down4    #i ,my looks like      
wither'd leaves appear1  ,and life's    
declining light  ,grows faint as evening
 shadows are1  ,that vanish into night4 
#aj ,but thou for ever art the same1  ,o
 my eternal ,god3  ,ages to come shall  
know thy ,name1  ,and spread thy works  
abroad4    #aa ,thou wilt arise and shew
 thy face1  ,nor will my ,lord delay    
,beyond th' appointed hour of grace1    
,that long expected day4    #ab ,he     
hears his saints1 he knows their cry1   
,and by mysterious ways  ,redeems the   
prisoners doom'd to die1  ,and fills    
their tongues with praise4      ,psalm  
#ajb3b4 #ac-ba4 ,second ,part4  ,prayer 
heard and ,zion restored4    #a ,let    

,zion and her sons rejoice1  ,behold the
 promis'd hour2  ,her ,god hath heard   
her mourning voice1  ,and comes t' exalt
 his power4    #b ,her dust and ruins   
that remain  ,are precious in our eyes2 
,those ruins shall be built again1  ,and
 all that dust shall rise4    #c ,the   
,lord will raise ,jerusalem1  ,and stand
 in glory there2  ,nations shall bow    
before has name1  ,and kings attend with
 fear4    #d ,he sits a sovereign on his
 throne1  ,with pity in his eyes2  ,he  
hears the dying prisoners groan1  ,and  
sees their sighs arise4    #e ,he frees 
the souls condemn'd to death1  ,and when
 his saints complain1  ,it shan't be    
said ',that praying breath  ',was ever  
spent in vain4'    #f ,this shall be    
known when we are dead1  ,and left on   
long record1  ,that ages yet unborn may 
read1  ,and trust1 and praise the ,lord4
      ,psalm #ajb3c4 #be-bh4 ,third     
,part4  ,man's mortality and ,christ's  
eternity2 or1  ,saints die1 but ,christ 
and the church live4    #a ,it is the   

,lord our ,saviour's hand  ,weakens our 
strength amidst the race2  ,disease and 
death at his command  ,arrest us1 and   
cut short our days4    #b ,spare us1 ,o 
,lord1 aloud we pray1  ,nor let our sun 
go down at noon3  ,thy years are one    
eternal day1  ,and must thy children die
 so soon8    #c ,yet in the midst of    
death and grief  ,this thought our      
sorrow shall assuage1  ,our ,father and 
our ,saviour live2  ,christ is the same 
thro' every age4    #d ',twas he this   
earth's foundation laid2  ,heaven is the
 building of his hand3  ,this earth     
grows old1 these heavens shall fade1    
,and all be chang'd at his command4     
#e ,the starry curtains of the sky      
,like garments shall be laid aside2     
,but still thy throne stands firm and   
high2  ,thy church for ever must abide4 
#f ,before thy face thy church shall    
live1  ,and on thy throne thy children  
reign2  ,this dying world shall they    
survive1  ,and the dead saints be rais'd
 again4      ,psalm #ajc3a4 #a-g4 ,first

 ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,blessing ,god for his 
goodness to soul and body4    #a ,bless1
 ,o my soul1 the living ,god1  ,call    
home thy thoughts that rove abroad2     
,let all the powers within me join  ,in 
work and worship so divine4    #b       
,bless1 ,o my soul1 the ,god of grace2  
,his favours claim thy highest praise2  
,why should the wonders he hath wrought 
,be lost in silence and forgot8    #c   
',tis he1 my soul1 that sent his ,son   
,to die for crimes which thou hast done2
  ,he owns the ransom2 and forgives     
,the hourly follies of our lives4    #d 
,the vices of the mind he heals1  ,and  
cures the pains that nature feels2      
,redeems the soul from hell1 and saves  
,our wasting life from threat'ning      
graves4    #e ,our youth decay'd his    
power repairs2  ,his mercy crowns our   
growing years2  ,he satisfies our mouth 
with good1  ,and fills our hopes with   
heavenly food4    #f ,he sees th'       
oppressor and th' opprest1  ,and often  
gives the sufferers rest2  ,but will his

 justice more display  ,in the last     
great rewarding day4    #g ,his power he
 shew'd by ,moses' hands1  ,and gave to 
,israel his commands2  ,but sent his    
truth and mercy down  ,to all the       
nations by his ,son4    #h ,let the     
whole earth his power confess1  ,let the
 whole earth adore his grace2  ,the     
,gentile with the ,jew shall join  ,in  
work and worship so divine4      ,psalm 
#ajc3b4 #h-ah4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4   
,god's gentle chastisement2 or1  ,his   
tender mercy to his people4    #a4 ,the 
,lord1 how wondrous are his ways3  ,how 
firm his truth how large his grace2  ,he
 takes his mercy for his throne1  ,and  
thence he makes his glories known4    #b
 ,not half so high his power hath spread
  ,the starry heavens above our head1   
,as his rich love exceeds our praise1   
,exceeds the highest hopes we raise4    
#c ,not half so far hath nature plac'd  
,the rising morning from the west1  ,as 
his forgiving grace removes  ,the daily 
guilt of those he loves4    #d ,how     

slowly doth his wrath arise6  ,on       
swifter wings salvation flies2  ,and if 
he lets his anger burn1  ,how soon his  
frowns to pity turn6    #e ,amidst his  
wrath compassion shines2  ,his strokes  
are lighter than our sins2  ,and while  
his rod corrects his saints1  ,his ear  
indulges their complaints4    #f ,so    
fathers their young sons chastise1      
,with gentle hand and melting eyes2     
,the children weep beneath the smart1   
,and move the pity of their heart4      
,,pause4    #g ,the mighty ,god1 the    
wise1 and just1  ,knows that our frame  
is feeble dust2  ,and will no heavy     
loads impose  ,beyond the strength that 
he bestows4    #h ,he knows how soon our
 nature dies1  ,blasted by every wind   
that flies2  ,like grass we spring1 and 
die as soon1  ,or morning flowers that  
fade at noon4    #i ,but his eternal    
love is sure  ,to all the saints1 and   
shall endure3  ,from age to age his     
truth shall reign1  ,nor children's     
children hope in vain4      ,psalm      

#ajc3c4 #a-g4 ,first ,part1 ,s4 ,m4     
,praise for spiritual and temporal      
mercies4    #a ,o ,bless the ,lord1 my  
soul2  ,let all within me join1  ,and   
aid my tongue to bless his ,name1       
,whose favours are divine4    #b ,o     
bless the ,lord1 my soul2  ,nor let his 
mercies lie  ,forgotten in              
unthankfulness1  ,and without praises   
die4    #c ',tis he forgives thy sins1  
',tis he relieves thy pain1  ',tis he   
that heals thy sicknesses1  ,and makes  
thee young again4    #d ,he crowns thy  
life with love1  ,when ransom'd from the
 grave2  ,he that redeem'd my soul from 
hell  ,hath sovereign power to save4    
#e ,he fills the poor with good2  ,he   
gives the sufferers rest2  ,the ,lord   
hath judgments for the proud1  ,and     
justice for th' opprest4    #f ,his     
wondrous works and ways  ,he made by    
,moses known2  ,but sent the world his  
truth and grace  ,by his beloved ,son4  
,psalm #ajc3d4 #h-ah4 ,second ,part4 ,s4
 ,m4  ,abounding compassion of ,god2 or1

  ,mercy in the midst of judgment4    #a
 ,my soul1 repeat his praise  ,whose    
mercies are so great1  ,whose anger is  
so slow to rise1  ,so ready to abate4   
#b ,god will not always chide2  ,and    
when his strokes are felt1  ,his strokes
 are fewer than our crimes1  ,and       
lighter than our guilt4    #c ,high as  
the heavens are rais'd  ,above the      
ground we tread1  ,so far the riches of 
his grace  ,our highest thoughts exceed4
    #d ,his power subdues our sins2     
,and his forgiving love1  ,far as the   
east is from the west1  ,doth all our   
guilt remove4    #e ,the pity of the    
,lord  ,to those that fear his ,name1   
,is such as tender parents feel2  ,he   
knows our feeble frame4    #f ,he knows 
we are but dust1  ,scatter'd with every 
breath2  ,his anger1 like a rising wind1
  ,can send us swift to death4    #g    
,our days are as the grass1  ,or like   
the morning flower2  ,if one sharp blast
 sweep o'er the field1  ,it withers in  
an hour4    #h ,but thy compassions1    

,lord1  ,to endless years endure2  ,and 
children's children ever find  ,thy     
words of promise sure4      ,psalm      
#ajc3e4 #ai-bb4 ,third ,part4 ,s4 ,m4   
,god's universal dominion2  or1 ,angels 
praise the ,lord4    #a ,the lord1 the  
sovereign ,king1  ,hath fix'd his throne
 on high2  ,o'er all the heavenly world 
he rules1  ,and all beneath the sky4    
#b ,ye angels great in might1  ,and     
swift to do his will1  ,bless ye the    
,lord1 whose voice ye hear1  ,whose     
pleasure ye fulfil4    #c ,let the      
bright hosts who wait  ,the orders of   
their ,king1  ,and guard his churches   
when they pray1  ,join in the praise    
they sing4    #d ,while all his wondrous
 works1  ,thro' his vast kingdoms shew  
,their ,maker's glory1 thou1 my soul1   
,shalt sing his graces too4      ,psalm 
#ajd4  ,the glory of ,god in creation   
and providence4    #a ,my soul1 thy     
great ,creator praise2  ,when cloth'd in
 his celestial rays  ,he in full        
,majesty appears1  ,and1 like a robe1   

his glory wears4    ,note1 ,this psalm  
may be sung to the tune of the old      
#aabth or #abgth  ,psalm1 by adding the 
two following lines to every stanza1    
viz4    ,great is the ,lord2 what tongue
 can frame  ,an equal honour to his     
,name8    ,otherwise it must be sung as 
the #ajjth psalm4    #b ,the heavens are
 for his curtains spread1  ,th'         
unfathom'd deep he makes his bed2       
,clouds are his chariot1 when he flies  
,on winged storms across the skies4     
#c ,angels1 whom his own breath         
inspires1  ,his ministers are flaming   
fires2  ,and swift as thought their     
armies move  ,to bear his vengeance1 or 
his love4    #d ,the world's foundations
 by his hand  ,are pois'd1 and shall for
 ever stand2  ,he binds the ocean in his
 chain1  ,lest it should drown the earth
 again4    #e ,when earth was cover'd   
with the flood1  ,which high above the  
mountains stood1  ,he thunder'd1 and the
 ocean fled1  ,confin'd to its appointed
 bed4    #f ,the swelling billows know  

their bound1  ,and in their channels    
walk their round2  ,yet thence convey'd 
by secret veins1  ,they spring on hills1
 and drench the plains4    #g ,he bids  
the crystal fountains flow1  ,and cheer 
the vallies as they go2  ,tame heifers  
there their thirst allay1  ,and for the 
stream wild asses bray4    #h ,from     
pleasant trees which shade the brink    
,the lark and linnet light to drink2    
,their songs the lark and linnet raise2 
,and chide our silence in his praise4   
,,pause ,i4    #i ,god from his cloudy  
cistern1 pours  ,on the parch'd earth   
enriching showers2  ,the grove1 the     
garden1 and the field  ,a thousand      
joyful blessings yield4    #aj ,he makes
 the grassy food arise1  ,and gives the 
cattle large supplies2  ,with herbs for 
man of various power1  ,to nourish      
nature1 or to cure4    #aa ,what noble  
fruit the vines produce6  ,the olive    
yields a shining juice2  ,our hearts are
 cheer'd with gen'rous wine1  ,with     
inward joy our faces shine4    #ab ,o   

bless his ,name ye ,britons1 fed  ,with 
nature's chief supporter1 bread2  ,while
 bread your vital strength imparts1     
,serve him with vigour in your hearts4  
,,pause ,,ii4    #ac ,behold the stately
 cedar stands1  ,rais'd in the forest by
 his hands3  ,birds to the boughs for   
shelter fly  ,and build their nests     
secure on high4    #ad ,to craggy hills 
ascends the goat2  ,and at the airy     
mountain's foot  ,the feebler creatures 
make their cell2  ,he gives them wisdom 
where to dwell4    #ae ,he sets the sun 
his circling race1  ,appoints the moon  
to change her face2  ,and when thick    
darkness veils the day1  ,calls out wild
 beasts to hunt their prey4    #af      
,fierce lions lead their young abroad1  
,and roaring ask their meat from ,god2  
,but when the morning beams arise1  ,the
 savage beast to covert flies4    #ag   
,then man to daily labour goes2  ,the   
night was made for his repose3  ,sleep  
is thy gift2 that sweet relief  ,from   
tiresome toil and wasting grief4    #ah 

,how strange thy works6 how great thy   
skill6  ,and every land thy riches fill3
  ,thy wisdom round the world we see1   
,this spacious earth is full of thee4   
#ai ,nor less thy glories in the deep1  
,where fish in millions swim and creep1 
,with wondrous motions1 swift or slow1  
,still wandering in the paths below4    
#bj ,there ships divide their watery    
way1  ,and flocks of scaly monsters     
play2  ,there dwells the huge           
,leviathan1  ,and foams and sports in   
spite of man4    ,,pause ,,iii4    #ba  
,vast are thy works1 almighty ,lord1    
,all nature rests upon thy word1  ,and  
the whole race of creatures stands1     
,waiting their portion from thy hands4  
#bb ,while each receives his different  
food1  ,their cheerful looks pronounce  
it good2  ,eagles and bears1 and whales 
and worms1  ,rejoice and praise in      
different forms4    #bc ,but when thy   
face is hid1 they mourn1  ,and dying to 
their dust return2  ,both man and beast 
their souls resign1  ,life1 breath1 and 

spirit1 all is thine4    #bd ,yet thou  
canst breathe on dust again1  ,and fill 
the world with beasts and men2  ,a word 
of thy creating breath  ,repairs the    
wastes of time and death4    #be ,his   
works1 the wonders of his might1  ,are  
honour'd with his own delight3  ,how    
awful are his glorious ways6  ,the ,lord
 is dreadful in his praise4    #bf ,the 
earth stands trembling at thy stroke1   
,and at thy touch the mountains smoke2  
,yet humble souls may see thy face1     
,and tell their wants to sovereign      
grace4    #bg ,in thee my hopes and     
wishes meet1  ,and make my meditations  
sweet3  ,thy praises shall my breath    
employ1  ,till it expire in endless joy4
    #bh ,while haughty sinners die      
accurst1  ,their glory bury'd with their
 dust1  ,i1 to my ,god1 my heavenly     
,king1  ,immortal hallelujahs sing4     
,psalm #aje4 ,abridged4  ,god's conduct 
of ,israel1 and the plagues of ,egypt4  
#a ,give thanks to ,god1 invoke his     
,name1  ,and tell the world his grace2  

,sound thro' the earth his deeds of     
fame1  ,that all may seek his face4     
#b ,his covenant1 which he kept in mind 
,for numerous ages past1  ,to numerous  
ages yet behind1  ,in equal force shall 
last4    #c ,he sware to ,abraham and   
his seed1  ,and made the blessing sure3 
,gentiles the ancient promise read1     
,and find his truths endure4    #d ,thy 
seed shall make all nations blest1      
7,said the ,almighty voice7  ,and       
,canaan's land shall be their rest1     
,the type of heavenly joys4    #e ,how  
large the grant6 how rich the grace6    
,to give them ,canaan's land1  ,when    
they were strangers in the place1  ,a   
little feeble band6    #f ,like pilgrims
 thro' the countries round  ,securely   
they remov'd2  ,and haughty kings that  
on them frown'd1  ,severely he reprov'd4
    #g ,touch mine anointed1 and my arm 
,shall soon revenge the wrong3  ,the man
 that does my prophets harm  ,shall know
 their ,god is strong4    #h ,then let  
the world forbear its rage1  ,nor put   

the church in fear3  ,israel must live  
thro' every age1  ,and be th'           
,almighty's care4    ,,pause ,i4    #i  
,when ,pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints1 
,and thus provok'd their ,god1  ,moses  
was sent at their complaints1  ,arm'd   
with his dreadful rod4    #aj ,he call'd
 for darkness2 darkness came  ,like an  
o'erwhelming flood2  ,he turn'd each    
lake and every stream  ,to lakes and    
streams of blood4    #aa ,he gave the   
sign1 and noisome flies  ,thro' the     
whole country spread2  ,and frogs1 in   
croaking armies1 rise  ,about the       
monarch's bed4    #ab ,thro' fields1 and
 towns1 and palaces1  ,the tenfold      
vengeance flew2  ,locusts in swarms     
devour'd their trees1  ,and hail their  
cattle slew4    #ac ,then by an angel's 
midnight stroke1  ,the flower of ,egypt 
dy'd2  ,the strength of every house was 
broke1  ,their glory and their pride4   
#ad ,now let the world forbear its rage1
  ,nor put the church in fear2  ,israel 
must live thro' every age1  ,and be th' 

,almighty's care4    ,,pause ,,ii4      
#ae ,thus were the tribes from bondage  
brought1  ,and left the hated ground2   
,each some ,egyptian spoils had got1    
,and not one feeble found4    #af ,the  
,lord himself chose out their way1  ,and
 mark'd their journies right1  ,gave    
them a leading cloud by day1  ,a fiery  
guide by night4    #ag ,they thirst2 and
 waters from the rock  ,in rich         
abundance flow1  ,and following still   
the course they took1  ,ran all the     
desert thro'4    #ah ,o wondrous stream 
,o blessed type  ,of ever-flowing grace6
  ,so ,christ our rock maintains our    
life  ,thro' all this wilderness4    #ai
 ,thus guarded by th' ,almighty hand    
,the chosen tribes possest  ,canaan the 
rich1 the promis'd land1  ,and there    
enjoy'd their rest4    #bj ,then let the
 world forbear its rage1  ,the church   
renounce her fear2  ,israel must live   
thro' every age1  ,and be th'           
,almighty's care4      ,psalm #ajf3a4   
#a-e4 ,first ,part4  ,praise to ,god2   

or1 ,communion with saints4    #a ,to   
,god1 the great1 the ever blest1  ,let  
songs of honour be addrest3  ,his mercy 
firm for ever stands2  ,give him the    
thanks his love demands4    #b ,who     
knows the wonders of thy ways8  ,who    
shall fulfil thy boundless praise8      
,blest are the souls that fear thee     
still1  ,and pay their duty to thy will4
    #c ,remember what thy mercy did     
,for ,jacob's race1 thy chosen seed2    
,and with the same salvation bless  ,the
 meanest suppliant of thy grace4    #d  
,o may ,i see thy tribes rejoice1  ,and 
aid their triumphs with my voice6  ,this
 is my glory1 ,lord1 to be  ,join'd to  
thy saints1 and near to thee4           
,psalm #ajf3b4 #g #h #ab-ad #dc-dh4 #b;d
 ,part4  ,israel punished and pardoned2 
or1 ,god's unchangeable love4    #a ,god
 of eternal love1  ,how fickle are our  
ways6  ,and yet how oft did ,israel     
prove  ,thy constancy of grace6    #b   
,they saw thy wonders wrought1  ,and    
then thy praise they sung2  ,but soon   

thy works of power forgot1  ,and        
murmur'd with their tongue4    #c ,now  
they believe his word1  ,while rocks    
with rivers flow2  ,now with their lusts
 provoke the ,lord1  ,and he reduc'd    
them low4    #d ,yet when they mourn'd  
their faults1  ,he hearken'd to their   
groans1  ,brought his own covenant to   
his thoughts1  ,and call'd them still   
his sons4    #e ,their names were in his
 book1  ,he sav'd them from their foes2 
,oft he chastis'd1 but ne'er forsook    
,the people that he chose4    #f ,let   
,israel bless the ,lord1  ,who lov'd    
their ancient race2  ,and ,christians   
join the solemn word  ,amen1 to all the 
praise4      ,psalm #ajg3a4 ,first      
,part4  ,israel led to ,canaan1  and    
,christians to ,heaven4    #a ,give     
thanks to ,god2 he reigns above1  ,kind 
are his thoughts1 his ,name is love2    
,his mercy ages past have known1  ,and  
ages long to come shall own4    #b ,let 
the redeemed of the ,lord  ,the wonders 
of his grace record2  ,israel1 the      

nation whom he chose1  ,and rescu'd from
 their mighty foes4    #c ,when ,god's  
almighty arm had broke  ,their fetters  
and th' ,egyptian yoke1  ,they trac'd   
the desert1 wandering round  ,a wild and
 solitary ground4    #d ,there they     
could find no leading road1  ,nor city  
for a fix'd abode2  ,nor food1 nor      
fountain to assuage  ,their burning     
thirst1 or hunger's rage4    #e ,in     
their distress to ,god they cry'd1  ,god
 was their ,saviour and their ,guide2   
,he led their march far wandering round1
  ',twas the right path to ,canaan's    
ground4    #f ,thus when our first      
release we gain  ,from sin's old yoke1  
and ,satan's chain1  ,we have this      
desert world to pass1  ,a dangerous and 
a tiresome place4    #g ,he feeds and   
clothes us all the way1  ,he guides our 
footsteps lest we stray1  ,he guards us 
with a powerful hand  ,and brings us to 
the heavenly land4    #h ,o let the     
saints with joy record  ,the truth and  
goodness of the ,lord6  ,how great his  

works6 how kind his ways6  ,let every   
tongue pronounce his praise4      ,psalm
 #ajg3b4 ,second ,part4  ,correction for
 sin1 and release by prayer4    #a ,from
 age to age exalt his ,name1  ,god and  
his grace are still the same2  ,he fills
 the hungry soul with food1  ,and feeds 
the poor with every good4    #b ,but if 
their hearts rebel and rise  ,against   
the ,god that rules the skies1  ,if they
 reject his heavenly word1  ,and slight 
the counsels of the ,lord1    #c ,he'll 
bring their spirits to the ground1  ,and
 no deliverer shall be found2  ,laden   
with grief they waste their breath  ,in 
darkness and the shades of death1    #d 
,then to the ,lord they raise their     
cries1  ,he makes the dawning light     
arise1  ,and scatters all that dismal   
shade1  ,that hung so heavy round their 
head4    #e ,he cuts the bars of brass  
in two1  ,and lets the smiling prisoners
 thro'2  ,takes off the load of guilt   
and grief1  ,and gives the labouring    
soul relief4    #f ,o may the sons of   

men record  ,the wondrous goodness of   
the ,lord6  ,how great his works6 how   
kind his ways6  ,let every tongue       
pronounce his praise4      ,psalm       
#ajg3c4 ,third ,part4  ,intemperance    
punished and pardoned2 or1  ,a psalm for
 the glutton and the drunkard4    #a    
,vain man1 on foolish pleasures bent1   
,prepares for his own punishment2  ,what
 pains1 what loathsome maladies  ,from  
luxury and lust arise6    #b ,the       
drunkard feels his vitals waste1  ,yet  
drowns his health to please his taste2  
,till all his active powers are lost1   
,and fainting life draws near the dust4 
#c ,the glutton groans and loathes to   
eat1  ,his soul abhors delicious meat2  
,nature1 with heavy loads opprest1      
,would yield to death to be releas'd4   
#d ,then how the frighted sinners fly   
,to ,god for help with earnest cry6  ,he
 hears their groans1 prolongs their     
breath1  ,and saves them from           
approaching death1    #e ,no med'cines  
could effect the cure  ,so quick1 so    

easy1 or so sure3  ,the deadly sentence 
,god repeals1  ,he sends his sovereign  
word1 and heals1    #f ,o may the sons  
of men record  ,the wondrous goodness of
 the ,lord6  ,and let their thankful    
offerings prove  ,how they adore their  
,maker's love4      ,psalm #ajg3d4      
,fourth ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,deliverance    
from storms1 and  shipwreck2 or1 ,the   
,seaman's song4    #a ,would you behold 
the works of ,god1  ,his wonders in the 
world abroad1  ,go with the mariners1   
and trace  ,the unknown regions of the  
seas4    #b ,they leave their native    
shores behind1  ,and seize the favour of
 the wind1  ,till ,god command1 and     
tempests rise  ,that heave the ocean to 
the skies4    #c ,now to the heavens    
they mount amain1  ,now sink to dreadful
 deeps again2  ,what strange affrights  
young sailors feel1  ,and like a        
staggering drunkard reel6    #d ,when   
land is far1 and death is nigh1  ,lost  
to all hope1 to ,god they cry2  ,his    
mercy hears the loud address1  ,and     

sends salvation in distress4    #e ,he  
bids the winds their wrath assuage2     
,the furious waves forget their rage2   
',tis calm2 and sailors smile to see    
,the haven where they wish'd to be4     
#f ,o may the sons of men record  ,the  
wondrous goodness of the ,lord6  ,let   
them their private offerings bring1     
,and in the church his glory sing4      
,psalm #ajg3e4 ,fourth ,part4 ,c4 ,m4   
,the ,mariner's psalm4    #a ,thy works 
of glory1 mighty ,lord1  ,thy wonders in
 the deeps1  ,the sons of courage shall 
record  ,who trade in floating ships4   
#b ,at thy command the winds arise1     
,and swell the towering waves2  ,the men
 astonish'd mount the skies  ,and sink  
in gaping graves4    #c ,again they     
climb the watery hills1  ,and plunge in 
deeps again2  ,each like a tottering    
drunkard reels1  ,and finds his courage 
vain4    #d ,frighted to hear the       
tempest roar1  ,they pant with          
fluttering breath1  ,and1 hopeless of   
the distant shore1  ,expect immediate   

death4    #e ,then to the ,lord they    
raise their cries1  ,he hears the loud  
request1  ,and orders silence thro' the 
skies1  ,and lays the floods to rest4   
#f ,sailors rejoice to lose their fears1
  ,and see the storm allay'd3  ,now to  
their eyes the port appears2  ,there let
 their vows be paid4    #g ',tis ,god   
that brings them safe to land2  ,let    
stupid mortals know  ,that waves are    
under his command1  ,and all the winds  
that blow1    #h ,o that the sons of men
 would praise  ,the goodness of the     
,lord6  ,and those that see thy wondrous
 ways1  ,thy wondrous love record4      
,psalm #ajg3f4 ,last ,part4  ,colonies  
planted2 or1  ,nations blest and        
punished4    ,a psalm for ,new ,england4
    #a ,when ,god1 provok'd with daring 
crimes1  ,scourges the madness of the   
times1  ,he turns their fields to barren
 sand1  ,and dries the rivers from the  
land4    #b ,his word can raise the     
springs again1  ,and make the wither'd  
mountains green1  ,send showery         

blessings from the skies1  ,and harvests
 in the desert rise4    #c ,where       
nothing dwelt but beasts of prey1  ,or  
men as fierce and wild as they2  ,he    
bids th' opprest and poor repair1  ,and 
builds them towns and cities there4     
#d ,they sow the fields1 and trees they 
plant1  ,whose yearly fruit supplies    
their want3  ,their race grows up from  
fruitful stocks1  ,their wealth         
increases with their flocks4    #e ,thus
 they are blest2 but if they sin1  ,he  
lets the heathen nations in1  ,a savage 
crew invades their lands1  ,their       
princes die by barbarous hands4    #f   
,their captive sons1 expos'd to scorn1  
,wander unpity'd and forlorn2  ,the     
country lies unfenc'd1 untill'd1  ,and  
desolation spreads the field4    #g ,yet
 if the humbled nation mourns1  ,again  
his dreadful hand he turns2  ,again he  
makes their cities thrive1  ,and bids   
the dying churches live4    #h ,the     
righteous1 with a joyful sense1  ,admire
 the works of providence2  ,and tongues 

of atheists shall no more  ,blaspheme   
the ,god that saints adore4    #i ,how  
few1 with pious care1 record  ,the      
wondrous dealings of the ,lord6  ,but   
wise observers still shall find  ,the   
,lord is holy1 just1 and kind4          
,psalm #aji4 #a-e #ca4  ,love to        
enemies1 from the example of ,christ4   
#a ,god of my mercy and my praise1  ,thy
 glory is my song2  ,the sinners speak  
against thy grace  ,with a blaspheming  
tongue4    #b ,when in the form of      
mortal man  ,thy ,son on earth was      
found1  ,with cruel slanders1 false and 
vain1  ,they compass'd him around4    #c
 ,their miseries his compassion move1   
,their peace he still pursu'd2  ,they   
render hatred for his love1  ,and evil  
for his good4    #d ,their malice rag'd 
without a cause1  ,yet1 with his dying  
breath1  ,he pray'd for murderers on his
 cross1  ,and blest his foes in death4  
#e ,lord1 shall thy bright example shine
  ,in vain before my eyes8  ,give me a  
soul a-kin to thine  ,to love mine      

enemies4    #f ,the ,lord shall on my   
side engage1  ,and1 in my ,saviour's    
name1  ,i shall defeat their pride and  
rage  ,who slander and condemn4         
,psalm #aaj3a4 ,first ,part4  ,christ   
exalted1 and multitudes converted2  or1 
,the success of the gospel4    #a ,thus 
the eternal ,father spake  ,to ,christ  
the ,son1 ,ascend and sit  ,at my right 
hand1 till ,i shall make  ,thy foes     
submissive at thy feet4    #b ,from     
,zion shall thy word proceed1  ,thy     
word1 the sceptre in thy hand1  ,shall  
make the hearts of rebels bleed1  ,and  
bow their wills to thy command4    #c   
,that day shall shew thy power is great1
  ,when saints shall flock with willing 
minds1  ,and sinners crowd thy temple   
gate1  ,where holiness in beauty shines4
    #d ,o blessed power6 #j glorious    
day6  ,what a large victory shall ensue6
  ,and converts1 who thy grace obey1    
,exceed the drops of morning dew4       
,psalm #aaj3b4 ,second ,part4  ,the     
kingdom and priesthood of ,christ4    #a

 ,thus the great ,lord of earth and sea 
,spake to his ,son1 and thus he swore2  
,eternal shall thy priesthood be1  ,and 
change from hand to hand no more4    #b 
,aaron and all his sons must die2  ,but 
everlasting life is thine1  ,to save for
 ever those that fly  ,for refuge from  
the wrath divine4    #c ,by me          
,melchisedek was made  ,on earth a king 
and priest at once2  ,and thou1 my      
heavenly priest1 shalt plead1  ,and     
thou1 my king1 shalt rule my sons4    #d
 ,jesus the priest ascends his throne1  
,while counsels of eternal peace1       
,between the ,father and the ,son1      
,proceed with honour and success4    #e 
,thro' the whole earth his reign shall  
spread1  ,and crush the powers that dare
 rebel2  ,then shall he judge the rising
 dead1  ,and send the guilty world to   
hell4    #f ,tho' while he treads his   
glorious way1  ,he drink the cup of     
tears and blood1  ,the sufferings of    
that dreadful day  ,shall but advance   
him near to ,god4      ,psalm #aaj3c4   

,c4 ,m4  ,christ's kingdom and          
priesthood4    #a ,jesus1 our ,lord1    
ascend thy throne1  ,and near the       
,father sit2  ,in ,zion shall thy power 
be known1  ,and make thy foes submit4   
#b ,what wonders shall thy gospel do6   
,thy converts shall surpass  ,the       
numerous drops of morning dew1  ,and own
 thy sovereign grace4    #c ,god hath   
pronounc'd a firm decree1  ,nor changes 
what he swore2  ,eternal shall thy      
priesthood be1  ,when ,aaron is no more4
    #d ,melchisedek1 that wondrous      
priest1  ,that king of high degree1     
,that holy man who ,abr'am blest1  ,was 
but a type of thee4    #e ,jesus our    
priest for ever lives  ,to plead for us 
above2  ,jesus our king for ever gives  
,the blessings of his love4    #f ,god  
shall exalt his glorious head1  ,and his
 high throne maintain1  ,shall strike   
the powers and princes dead  ,who dare  
oppose his reign4      ,psalm #aaa3a4   
,first ,part4  ,the wisdom of ,god in   
his works4    #a ,songs of immortal     

praise belong  ,to my almighty ,god2    
,he has my heart1 and he my tongue  ,to 
spread his ,name abroad4    #b ,how     
great the works his hand has wrought6   
,how glorious in our sight6  ,and men in
 every age have sought  ,his wonders    
with delight4    #c ,how most exact is  
nature's frame6  ,how wise th' ,eternal 
mind6  ,his counsels never change the   
scheme  ,that his first thoughts        
design'd4    #d ,when he redeem'd his   
chosen ,son1  ,he fix'd his covenant    
sure3  ,the orders that his lips        
pronounce  ,to endless years endure4    
#e ,nature and time1 and earth and      
skies1  ,thy heavenly skill proclaim3   
,what shall we do to make us wise1  ,but
 learn to read thy ,name8    #f ,to fear
 thy power1 to trust thy grace  ,is our 
divinest skill2  ,and he's the wisest of
 our race1  ,that best obeys thy will4  
,psalm #aaa3b4 ,second ,part4  ,the     
perfections of ,god4    #a ,great is the
 ,lord2 his works of might  ,demand our 
noblest songs2  ,let his assembled      

saints unite  ,their harmony of tongues4
    #b ,great is the mercy of the ,lord1
  ,he gives his children food2  ,and    
ever mindful of his word1  ,he makes his
 promise good4    #c ,his ,son1 the     
great ,redeemer1 came  ,to seal his     
covenant sure3  ,holy and reverend is   
his ,name1  ,his ways are just and pure4
    #d ,they that would grow divinely   
wise  ,must with his fear begin2  ,our  
fairest proof of knowledge lies  ,in    
hating every sin4      ,psalm #aab3a4   
,as the #aacth ,psalm4  ,the blessings  
of the liberal man4    #a ,that man is  
blest who stands in awe  ,of ,god1 and  
loves his sacred law3  ,his seed on     
earth shall be renown'd2  ,his house the
 seat of wealth shall be1  ,an          
inexhausted treasury1  ,and with        
successive honours crown'd4    #b ,his  
liberal favours he extends1  ,to some he
 gives1 to others lends2  ,a generous   
pity fills his mind3  ,yet what his     
charity impairs  ,he saves by prudence  
in affairs1  ,and thus he's just to all 

mankind4    #c ,his hands1 while they   
his alms bestow'd1  ,his glory's future 
harvest sow'd2  ,the sweet remembrance  
of the just1  ,like a green root1       
revives and bears  ,a train of blessings
 for his heirs1  ,when dying nature     
sleeps in dust4    #d ,beset with       
threatening dangers round1  ,unmov'd    
shall he maintain his ground2  ,his     
conscience holds his courage up3  ,the  
soul that's fill'd with virtue's light1 
,shines brightest in affliction's night1
  ,and sees in darkness beams of hope4  
,,pause4    #e ,ill tidings never can   
surprise  ,his heart that fix'd on ,god 
relies1  ,tho' waves and tempests roar  
around3  ,safe on the rock he sits1 and 
sees  ,the shipwreck of his enemies1    
,and all their hope and glory drown'd4  
#f ,the wicked shall his triumph see1   
,and gnash their teeth in agony  ,to    
find their expectations crost3  ,they   
and their envy1 pride and spite1  ,sink 
down to everlasting night1  ,and all    
their names in darkness lost4           

,psalm #aab3b4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the blessings  
of the pious and charitable4    #a      
,thrice happy man who fears the ,lord1  
,loves his commands1 and trusts his     
word2  ,honour and peace his days       
attend1  ,and blessings to his seed     
descend4    #b ,compassion dwells upon  
his mind1  ,to works of mercy still     
inclin'd3  ,he lends the poor some      
present aid1  ,or gives them1 not to be 
repaid4    #c ,when times grow dark1 and
 tidings spread  ,that fill his         
neighbours round with dread1  ,his heart
 is arm'd against the fear1  ,for ,god  
with all his power is there4    #d ,his 
soul1 well fix'd upon the ,lord1  ,draws
 heavenly courage from his word2        
,amidst the darkness light shall rise1  
,to cheer his heart1 and bless his eyes4
    #e ,he hath dispers'd his alms      
abroad1  ,his works are still before his
 ,god2  ,his name on earth shall long   
remain1  ,while envious sinners fret in 
vain4      ,psalm #aab3c4 ,c4 ,m1       
,liberality rewarded4    #a ,happy is he

 that fears the ,lord1  ,and follows his
 commands1  ,who lends the poor without 
reward1  ,or gives with liberal hands4  
#b ,as pity dwells within his breast    
,to all the sons of need2  ,so ,god     
shall answer his request  ,with         
blessings on his seed1    #c ,no evil   
tidings shall surprise  ,his            
well-establish'd mind2  ,his soul to    
,god his refuge flies1  ,and leaves his 
fears behind4    #d ,in times of general
 distress1  ,some beams of light shall  
shine  ,to shew the world his           
righteousness1  ,and give him peace     
divine4    #e ,his works of piety and   
love  ,remain before the ,lord2  ,honour
 on earth and joys above  ,shall be his 
sure reward4      ,psalm #aac3a4 ,proper
 ,time4  ,the majesty and condescension 
of ,god4    #a ,ye that delight to serve
 the ,lord1  ,the honours of his ,name  
record1  ,his sacred ,name for ever     
bless3  ,where'er the circling sun      
displays  ,his rising beams1 or setting 
rays1  ,let lands and seas his power    

confess4    #b ,not time1 nor nature's  
narrow rounds1  ,can give his vast      
dominion bounds1  ,the heavens are far  
below his height3  ,let no created      
greatness dare  ,with our eternal ,god  
compare1  ,arm'd with his uncreated     
might4    #c ,he bows his glorious head 
to view  ,what the bright hosts of      
angels do1  ,and bends his care to      
mortal things2  ,his sovereign hand     
exalts the poor1  ,he takes the needy   
from the door1  ,and makes them company 
for kings4    #d ,when childless        
families despair1  ,he sends the        
blessings of an heir  ,to rescue their  
expiring name3  ,the mother with a      
thankful voice  ,proclaims his praises  
and her joys3  ,let every age advance   
his fame4      ,psalm #aac3b4 ,l4 ,m4   
,god sovereign and gracious4    #a ,ye  
servants of th' ,almighty ,king1  ,in   
every age his praises sing2  ,where'er  
the sun shall rise or set1  ,the nations
 shall his praise repeat4    #b ,above  
the earth1 beyond the sky1  ,stands his 

high throne of majesty3  ,nor time1 nor 
place1 his power restrain1  ,nor bound  
his universal reign4    #c ,which of the
 sons of ,adam dare1  ,or angels1 with  
their ,god compare8  ,his glories how   
divinely bright1  ,who dwells in        
uncreated light6    #d ,behold his love3
 he stoops to view  ,what saints above  
and angels do2  ,and condescends yet    
more to know  ,the mean affairs of men  
below4    #e ,from dust and cottages    
obscure  ,his grace exalts the humble   
poor2  ,gives them the honour of his    
sons1  ,and fits them for their heavenly
 thrones4    #f ,a word of his creating 
voice  ,can make the barren house       
rejoice3  ,tho' ,sarah's ninety years   
were past1  ,the promis'd seed is born  
at last4    #g ,with joy the mother     
views her son1  ,and tells the wonders  
,god has done3  ,faith may grow strong  
when sense despairs1  ,if nature fails1 
the promise bears4      ,psalm #aad4    
,miracles attending ,israel's journey4  
#a ,when ,israel1 freed from ,pharaoh's 

hand1  ,left the proud tyrant and his   
land1  ,the tribes with cheerful homage 
own  ,their ,king1 and ,judah was his   
throne4    #b ,across the deep their    
journey lay2  ,the deep divides to make 
them way3  ,jordan beheld their march1  
and fled  ,with backward current to his 
head4    #c ,the mountains shook like   
frighted sheep1  ,like lambs the little 
hillocks leap2  ,not ,sinai on her base 
could stand1  ,conscious of sovereign   
power at hand4    #d ,what power could  
make the deep divide8  ,make ,jordan    
backward roll his tide8  ,why did ye    
leap1 ye little hills8  ,and whence the 
fright that ,sinai feels8    #e ,let    
every mountain1 every flood1  ,retire   
and know th' approaching ,god1  ,the    
king of ,israel3 see him here2          
,tremble1 thou earth1 adore and fear4   
#f ,he thunders1 and all nature mourns1 
,the rock to standing pools he turns2   
,flints spring with fountains at his    
word1  ,and fires and seas confess the  
,lord4      ,psalm #aae3a4 ,first       

,metre4  ,the true ,god our refuge2  or1
 ,idolatry reproved4    #a ,not to      
ourselves1 who are but dust1  ,not to   
ourselves is glory due1  ,eternal ,god1 
thou only just1  ,thou only gracious1   
wise1 and true4    #b ,shine forth in   
all thy dreadful ,name2  ,why should a  
heathen's haughty tongue  ,insult us1   
and to raise our shame  ,say1 ,where's  
the ,god you've serv'd so long8    #c   
,the ,god we serve maintains his throne 
,above the clouds1 beyond the skies1    
,thro' all the earth his will is done1  
,he knows our groans1 he hears our      
cries4    #d ,but the vain idols they   
adore  ,are senseless shapes of stone   
and wood2  ,at best a mass of glittering
 ore1  ,a silver saint1 or golden god4  
#e ,with eyes1 and ears they carve their
 head1  ,deaf are their ears1 their eyes
 are blind2  ,in vain are costly        
offerings made1  ,and vows are scatter'd
 in the wind4    #f ,their feet were    
never made to move1  ,nor hands to save 
when mortals pray2  ,mortals that pay   

them fear or love  ,seem to be blind and
 deaf as they4    #g ,o ,israel1 make   
the ,lord thy hope1  ,thy help1 thy     
refuge1 and thy rest2  ,the ,lord shall 
build thy ruins up1  ,and bless the     
people and the priest4    #h ,the dead  
no more can speak thy praise1  ,they    
dwell in silence and the grave2  ,but we
 shall live to sing thy grace1  ,and    
tell the world thy power to save4       
,psalm #aae3b4 ,second ,metre4  ,as the 
new tune of the #ejth ,psalm4  ,popish  
idolatry reproved4    ,a psalm for the  
#eth of ,november4    #a ,not to our    
names1 thou only ,just and ,true1  ,not 
to our worthless names is glory due2    
,thy power and grace1 thy truth and     
justice claim  ,immortal honours to thy 
sovereign ,name3  ,shine thro' the earth
 from heaven1 thy blest abode1  ,nor let
 the heathens say1 ,and where's your    
,god8    #b ,heaven is thine higher     
court2 there stands thy throne1  ,and   
thro' the lower worlds thy will is done3
  ,our ,god fram'd all this earth1 these

 heavens he spread1  ,but fools adore   
the gods their hands have made3  ,the   
kneeling crowd1 with looks devout1      
behold  ,their silver saviours1 and     
their saints of gold4    #c ,vain are   
those artful shapes of eyes and ears2   
,the molten image neither sees nor      
hears3  ,their hands are helpless1 nor  
their feet can move1  ,they have no     
speech1 nor thought1 nor power1 nor     
love2  ,yet sottish mortals make their  
long complaints  ,to their deaf idols1  
and their moveless saints4    #d ,the   
rich have statues well adorn'd with     
gold2  ,the poor1 content with gods of  
coarser mould1  ,with tools of iron     
carve the senseless stock1  ,lopt from a
 tree1 or broken from a rock3  ,people  
and priest drive on the solemn trade1   
,and trust the gods that saws and       
hammers made4    #e ,be heaven and earth
 amaz'd6 ',tis hard to say  ,which is   
more stupid1 or their gods or they3  ,o 
,israel1 trust the ,lord1 he hears and  
sees1  ,he knows thy sorrows1 and       

restores thy peace3  ,his worship does a
 thousand comforts yield1  ,he is thy   
help1 and he thy heavenly shield4    #f 
,o ,britain1 trust the ,lord3 thy foes  
in vain  ,attempt thy ruin1 and oppose  
his reign2  ,had they prevail'd1        
darkness had clos'd our days1  ,and     
death and silence had forbid his praise2
  ,but we are sav'd1 and live3 let songs
 arise1  ,and ,britain bless the ,god   
that built the skies4      ,psalm       
#aaf3a4 ,first ,part4  ,recovery from   
sickness4    #a ,i love the ,lord2 he   
heard my cries1  ,and pity'd every      
groan3  ,long as ,i live1 when troubles 
rise1  ,i'll hasten to his throne4    #b
 ,i love the ,lord2 he bow'd his ear1   
,and chas'd my griefs away2  ,o let my  
heart no more despair1  ,while ,i have  
breath to pray6    #c ,my flesh         
declin'd1 my spirits fell1  ,and ,i drew
 near the dead1  ,while inward pangs1   
and fears of hell  ,perplex'd my wakeful
 head4    #d ,my ,god1 ,i cry'd thy     
servant save1  ,thou ever good and just2

  ,thy power can rescue from the grave1 
,thy power is all my trust4    #e ,the  
,lord beheld me sore distrest1  ,he bid 
my pains remove3  ,return1 my soul1 to  
,god thy rest1  ,for thou hast known his
 love4    #f ,my ,god hath sav'd my soul
 from death1  ,and dry'd my failing     
tears2  ,now to his praise ,i'll spend  
my breath1  ,and my remaining years4    
,psalm #aaf3b4 #ab c4 ,second ,part4    
,vows made in trouble paid in the       
church2  or1 ,public thanks for private 
deliverance4    #a ,what shall ,i render
 to my ,god  ,for all his kindness      
shown8  ,my feet shall visit thine      
abode1  ,my songs address thy throne4   
#b ,among the saints that fill thine    
house1  ,my offerings shall be paid2    
,there shall my zeal perform the vows   
,my soul in anguish made4    #c ,how    
much is mercy thy delight1  ,thou ever  
blessed ,god6  ,how dear thy servants in
 thy sight6  ,how precious is their     
blood6    #d ,how happy all thy servants
 are6  ,how great thy grace to me6  ,my 

life which thou hast made thy care1     
,lord1 ,i devote to thee4    #e ,now ,i 
am thine1 for ever thine1  ,nor shall my
 purpose move2  ,thy hand hath loos'd my
 bonds of pain1  ,and bound me with thy 
love4    #f ,here in thy courts ,i leave
 my vow1  ,and thy rich grace record2   
,witness1 ye saints1 who hear me now1   
,if ,i forsake the ,lord4      ,psalm   
#aag3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,praise to ,god from   
all nations4    #a ,o all ye nations1   
praise the ,lord1  ,each with a         
different tongue2  ,in every language   
learn his word1  ,and let his ,name be  
sung4    #b ,his mercy reigns thro'     
every land2  ,proclaim his grace abroad2
  ,for ever firm his truth shall stand1 
,praise ye the faithful ,god4           
,psalm #aag3b4 ,l4 ,m4    #a ,from all  
that dwell below the skies1  ,let the   
,creator's praise arise6  ,let the      
,redeemer's name be sung  ,thro' every  
land1 by every tongue4    #b ,eternal   
are thy mercies1 ,lord2  ,eternal truth 
attends thy word3  ,thy praise shall    

sound from shore to shore1  ,till suns  
shall rise and set no more4      ,psalm 
#aag3c4 ,s4 ,m4    #a ,thy ,name1       
almighty ,lord1  ,shall sound thro'     
distant lands2  ,great is thy grace1 and
 sure thy word1  ,thy truth for ever    
stands4    #b ,far be thine honour      
spread1  ,and long thy praise endure1   
,till morning light and evening shade   
,shall be exchang'd no more4      ,psalm
 #aah3a4 #f-ae4 ,first ,part4           
,deliverance from a tumult4    #a ,the  
,lord appears my helper now1  ,nor is my
 faith afraid  ,what all the sons of    
earth can do1  ,since heaven affords its
 aid4    #b ',tis safer1 ,lord1 to hope 
in thee1  ,and have my ,god my friend1  
,than trust in men of high degree1  ,and
 on their truth depend4    #c ,like bees
 my foes beset me round1  ,a large and  
angry swarm2  ,but ,i shall all their   
rage confound  ,by thine almighty arm4  
#d ',tis thro' the ,lord my heart is    
strong1  ,in him my lips rejoice2       
,while his salvation is my song1  ,how  

cheerful is my voice6    #e ,like angry 
bees they girt me round2  ,when ,god    
appears they fly3  ,so burning thorns1  
with crackling sound1  ,make a fierce   
blaze and die4    #f ,joy to the saints 
and peace belongs2  ,the ,lord protects 
their days3  ,let ,israel tune immortal 
songs  ,to his almighty grace4          
,psalm #aah3b4 #ag-ba4 ,second ,part4   
,public praise for deliverance from     
death4    #a ,lord1 thou hast heard thy 
servant cry1  ,and rescu'd from the     
grave2  ,now shall he live3 7and none   
can die  ,if ,god resolve to save47     
#b ,thy praise1 more constant than      
before1  ,shall fill his daily breath2  
,thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore1 
,defends him still from death4    #c    
,open the gates of ,zion now1  ,for we  
shall worship there1  ,the house where  
all the righteous go  ,thy mercy to     
declare4    #d ,among th' assemblies of 
thy saints  ,our thankful voice we      
raise6  ,there we have told thee our    
complaints1  ,and there we speak thy    

praise4      ,psalm #aah3c4 #bb #bc4    
,third ,part4  ,christ the foundation of
 his church4    #a ,behold the sure     
foundation-stone  ,which ,god in ,zion  
lays  ,to build our heavenly hopes upon1
  ,and his eternal praise4    #b ,chosen
 of ,god1 to sinners dear1  ,and saints 
adore the ,name1  ,they trust their     
whole salvation here1  ,nor shall they  
suffer shame4    #c ,the foolish        
builders1 scribe and priest1  ,reject it
 with disdain2  ,yet on this rock the   
church shall rest1  ,and envy rage in   
vain4    #d ,what tho' the gates of hell
 withstood1  ,yet must this building    
rise3  ',tis thy own work1 almighty     
,god1  ,and wondrous in our eyes4       
,psalm #aah3d4 #bd #be #bf4 ,fourth     
,part4  ,hosanna2 the ,lord's day2 or1  
,christ's  resurrection and our         
salvation4    #a ,this is the day the   
,lord hath made1  ,he calls the hours   
his own2  ,let heaven rejoice1 let earth
 be glad1  ,and praise surround the     
throne4    #b ,to-day he rose and left  

the dead1  ,and ,satan's empire fell2   
,to-day the saints his triumphs spread1 
,and all his wonders tell4    #c        
,hosanna to th' anointed ,king1  ,to    
,david's holy ,son3  ,help us1 ,o ,lord2
 descend and bring  ,salvation from the 
throne4    #d ,blest be the ,lord1 who  
comes to men  ,with messages of grace2  
,who comes in ,god his ,father's ,name  
,to save our sinful race4    #e ,hosanna
 in the highest strains  ,the church on 
earth can raise2  ,the highest heavens1 
in which he reigns1  ,shall give him    
nobler praise4      ,psalm #aah3e4      
#bb-bg4 ,s4 ,m4  ,an hosanna for the    
,lord's day2 or1  ,a new song of        
salvation by ,christ4    #a ,see what a 
living-stone  ,the builders did refuse2 
,yet ,god hath built his church thereon 
,in spite of envious ,jews4    #b ,the  
scribe and angry priest  ,reject thine  
only ,son2  ,yet on this rock shall     
,zion rest1  ,as the chief corner-stone4
    #c ,the work1 ,o ,lord1 is thine1   
,and wondrous in our eyes2  ,this day   

declares it all divine1  ,this day did  
,jesus rise4    #d ,this is the glorious
 day  ,that our ,redeemer made2  ,let us
 rejoice1 and sing1 and pray1  ,let all 
the church be glad4    #e ,hosanna to   
the ,king  ,of ,david's royal blood3    
,bless him1 ye saints2 he comes to bring
  ,salvation from your ,god4    #f ,we  
bless thine holy word1  ,which all this 
grace displays2  ,and offer on thine    
altar1 ,lord1  ,our sacrifice of praise4
      ,psalm #aah3f4 #bb-bg4 ,l4 ,m4    
,an hosanna for the ,lord's day2 or1  ,a
 new song of salvation by ,christ4    #a
 ,lo6 what a glorious corner-stone  ,the
 ,jewish builders did refuse2  ,but ,god
 hath built his church thereon1  ,in    
spite of envy and the ,jews4    #b      
,great ,god1 the work is all divine1    
,the joy and wonder of our eyes2  ,this 
is the day that proves it thine1  ,the  
day that saw our ,saviour rise4    #c   
,sinners rejoice1 and saints be glad3   
,hosanna1 let his ,name be blest3  ,a   
thousand honours on his head1  ,with    

peace1 and light1 and glory1 rest4    #d
 ,in ,god's own name he comes to bring  
,salvation to our dying race3  ,let the 
whole church address their ,king  ,with 
hearts of joy1 and songs of praise4     
,psalm #aai4  ,i have collected and     
disposed the most useful  verses of this
 psalm under eighteen different heads1  
and  formed a divine song upon each of  
them4 ,but the verses  are much         
transposed to attain some degree of     
connection4    ,in some places1 among   
the words law1 commands1  judgments1    
testimonies1 ,i have used gospel1 word1 
grace1 truth1 promises1 c4 as more      
agreeable to the  language of the ,new  
,testament1 and the common language  of 
,christians1 and it equally answers the 
design of the  ,psalmist1 which was to  
recommend the holy scripture4           
,psalm #aai3ja4 ,first ,part4  ,the     
blessedness of saints1 and misery of    
sinners4    ,ver4 #a #b #c4  #a ,blest  
are the undefil'd in heart1  ,whose ways
 are right and clean2  ,who never from  

thy law depart1  ,but fly front every   
sin4    #b ,blest are the men that keep 
thy word1  ,and practise thy commands2  
,with their whole heart they seek the   
,lord1  ,and serve thee with their      
hands4    ,ver4 #afe4  #c ,great is     
their peace who love thy law2  ,how firm
 their souls abide6  ,nor can a bold    
temptation draw  ,their steady feet     
aside4    ,ver4 #f4  #d ,then shall my  
heart have inward joy1  ,and keep my    
face from shame1  ,when all thy statutes
 ,i obey1  ,and honour all thy name4    
,ver4 #ba #aah4  #e ,but haughty sinners
 ,god will hate1  ,the proud shall die  
accurst2  ,the sons of falsehood and    
deceit  ,are trodden to the dust4       
,ver4 #aai #aee4  #f ,vile as the dross 
the wicked are2  ,and those that leave  
thy ways  ,shall see salvation from     
afar1  ,but never taste thy grace4      
,psalm #aai3jb4 ,second ,part4  ,secret 
devotion and spiritual mindedness2  or1 
,constant converse with ,god4    ,ver4  
#adg #ee4  #a ,,to thee1 before the     

dawning light1  ,my gracious ,god1 ,i   
pray2  ,i meditate thy ,name by night1  
,and keep thy law by day4    ,ver4 #ha4 
#b ,my spirit faints to see thy grace1  
,thy promise bears me up2  ,and while   
salvation long delays1  ,thy word       
supports my hope4    ,ver4 #afd4  #c    
,seven times a day ,i lift my hands1    
,and pay my thanks to thee2  ,thy       
righteous providence demands  ,repeated 
praise from me4    ,ver4 #fb4  #d ,when 
midnight darkness veils the skies1  ,i  
call thy works to mind2  ,my thoughts in
 warm devotion rise1  ,and sweet        
acceptance find4      ,psalm #aai3jc4   
,third ,part4  ,profession3 of          
sincerity1 repentance1 and obedience4   
,ver4 #eg #fj4  #a ,thou art my portion1
 ,o my ,god2  ,soon as ,i know thy way1 
,my heart makes haste t' obey thy word1 
,and suffers no delay4    ,ver4 #cj #ad4
  #b ,i choose the path of heavenly     
truth1  ,and glory in my choice3  ,not  
all the riches of the earth  ,could make
 me so rejoice4    #c ,the testimonies  

of thy grace  ,i set before my eyes2    
,thence ,i derive my daily strength1    
,and there my comfort lies4    ,ver4    
#ei4  #d ,if once ,i wander from thy    
path1  ,i think upon my ways1  ,then    
turn my feet to thy commands1  ,and     
trust thy pardoning grace4    ,ver4 #id 
#aad4  #e ,now ,i am thine1 for ever    
thine1  ,o save thy servant1 ,lord2     
,thou art my shield1 my hiding-place1   
,my hope is in thy word4    ,ver4 #aab4 
#f ,thou hast inclin'd this heart of    
mine1  ,thy statutes to fulfil2  ,and   
thus till mortal life shall end  ,would 
,i perform thy will4      ,psalm        
#aai3jd4 ,fourth ,part4  ,instruction   
from scripture4    ,ver4 #i4  #a ,how   
shall the young secure their hearts1    
,and guard their lives from sin8  ,thy  
word the choicest rules imparts  ,to    
keep the conscience clean4    ,ver4     
#acj4  #b ,when once it enters to the   
mind1  ,it spreads such light abroad1   
,the meanest souls instruction find1    
,and raise their thoughts to ,god4      

,ver4 #aje4  #c ',tis like the sun1 a   
heavenly light1  ,that guides us all the
 day2  ,and thro' the dangers of the    
night1  ,a lamp to lead our way4        
,ver4 #ii #ajj4  #d ,the men that keep  
thy law with care1  ,and meditate thy   
word1  ,grow wiser than their teachers  
are1  ,and better know the ,lord4       
,ver4 #ajd #aac4  #e ,thy precepts make 
me truly wise3  ,i hate the sinner's    
road2  ,i hate my own vain thoughts that
 rise1  ,but love thy law1 my ,god4     
,ver4 #hi #ij #ia4  #f ,the starry      
heavens thy rule obey1  ,the earth      
maintains her place2  ,and these thy    
servants night and day  ,thy skill and  
power express6    #g ,but still thy law 
and gospel1 ,lord1  ,have lessons more  
divine2  ,not earth stands firmer than  
thy word1  ,nor stars so nobly shine4   
,ver4 #afj #adj #i #aaf4  #h ,thy word  
is everlasting truth2  ,how pure is     
every page6  ,that holy book shall guide
 our youth1  ,and well support our age4 
,psalm #aai3je4 ,fifth ,part4  ,delight 

in scripture2 or1 ,the  word of ,god    
dwelling in us4    ,ver4 #ig4  #a ,o    
,how ,i love thy holy law6  ',tis daily 
my delight2  ,and thence my meditations 
draw  ,divine advice by night4    ,ver4 
#adh4  #b ,my waking eyes prevent the   
day  ,to meditate thy word2  ,my soul   
with longing melts away  ,to hear thy   
gospel1 ,lord4    ,ver4 #c #ac #ed4  #c 
,how doth thy word my heart engage6     
,how well employ my tongue6  ,and1 in my
 tiresome pilgrimage1  ,yields me a     
heavenly song4    ,ver4 #ai #ajc4  #d   
,am ,i a stranger1 or at home1  ',tis my
 perpetual feast2  ,not honey dropping  
from the comb  ,so much allures the     
taste4    ,ver4 #gb #abg4  #e ,no       
treasures so enrich the mind2  ,nor     
shall thy word be sold  ,for loads of   
silver well refin'd1  ,nor heaps of     
choicest gold4    ,ver4 #bh #di #age4   
#f ,when nature sinks1 and spirits      
droop1  ,thy promises of grace  ,are    
pillars to support my hope1  ,and there 
,i write thy praise4      ,psalm        

#aai3jf4 ,sixth ,part4  ,holiness and   
comfort from the word4    ,ver4 #abh4   
#a ,lord1 ,i esteem thy judgments right1
  ,and all thy statutes just2  ,thence  
,i maintain a constant fight  ,with     
every flattering lust4    ,ver4 #ig #i4 
#b ,thy precepts often ,i survey2  ,i   
keep thy law in sight1  ,thro' all the  
business of the day1  ,to form my       
actions right4    ,ver4 #fb4  #c ,my    
heart in midnight silence cries1  ,how  
sweet thy comforts be6  ,my thoughts in 
holy wonder rise1  ,and bring their     
thanks to thee4    ,ver4 #afb4  #d ,and 
when my spirit drinks her fill  ,at some
 good word of thine1  ,not mighty men   
that share the spoil  ,have joys        
compar'd to mine4      ,psalm #aai3jg4  
,seventh ,part4  ,imperfection of       
nature1  and perfection of scripture4   
,ver4 #if4 paraphrased4  #a ,let all the
 heathen writers join  ,to form one     
perfect book1  ,great ,god1 if once     
compar'd with thine1  ,how mean their   
writings look6    #b ,not the most      

perfect rules they gave  ,could shew one
 sin forgiven1  ,nor lead a step beyond 
the grave2  ,but thine conduct to       
heaven4    #c ,i've seen an end of what 
we call  ,perfection here below2  ,how  
short the powers of nature fall1  ,and  
can no farther go6    #d ,yet men would 
fain be just with ,god  ,by works their 
hands have wrought2  ,but thy commands1 
exceeding broad1  ,extend to every      
thought4    #e ,in vain we boast        
perfection here1  ,while sin defiles our
 frame1  ,and sinks our virtues down so 
far1  ,they scarce deserve the name4    
#f ,our faith and love1 and every grace1
  ,fall far below thy word2  ,but       
perfect truth and righteousness  ,dwell 
only with the ,lord4      ,psalm        
#aai3jh4 ,eighth ,part4  ,the word of   
,god is the saint's portion2 or1  ,the  
excellency and variety of scripture4    
,ver4 #aaa4 paraphrased4  #a ,lord1 ,i  
have made thy word my choice1  ,my      
lasting heritage2  ,there shall my      
noblest powers rejoice1  ,my warmest    

thoughts engage4    #b ,i'll read the   
histories of thy love1  ,and keep thy   
laws in sight1  ,while thro' the        
promises ,i rove1  ,with ever fresh     
delight4    #c ',tis a broad land of    
wealth unknown  ,where springs of life  
arise1  ,seeds of immortal bliss are    
sown1  ,and hidden glory lies4    #d    
,the best relief that mourners have1    
,it makes our sorrows blest2  ,our      
fairest hope beyond the grave1  ,and our
 eternal rest4      ,psalm #aai3ji4     
,ninth ,part4  ,desire of knowledge2 or1
 ,the  teachings of the ,spirit with the
 word4    ,ver4 #fd #ff #ah4  #a ,thy   
mercies fill the earth1 ,o ,lord1  ,how 
good thy works appear6  ,open mine eyes 
to read thy word1  ,and see thy wonders 
there4    ,ver4 #gc #abe4  #b ,my heart 
was fashion'd by thy hand1  ,my service 
is thy due3  ,o make thy servant        
understand  ,the duties he must do4     
,ver4 #ai4  #c ,since ,i'm a stranger   
here below1  ,let not thy path be hid2  
,but mark the road my feet should go1   

,and be my constant guide4    ,ver4 #bf4
  #d ,when ,i confess'd my wandering    
ways1  ,thou heardst my soul complain2  
,grant me the teachings of thy grace1   
,or ,i shall stray again4    ,ver4 #cc  
#cd4  #e ,if ,god to me his statutes    
shew1  ,and heavenly truth impart1  ,his
 work for ever ,i'll pursue1  ,his laws 
shall rule my heart4    ,ver4 #ej #ga4  
#f ,this was my comfort when ,i bore    
,variety of grief2  ,it made me learn   
thy word the more1  ,and fly to that    
relief4    ,ver4 #ea4  #g ,in vain the  
proud deride me now2  ,i'll ne'er forget
 thy law1  ,nor let that blessed gospel 
go  ,whence all my hopes ,i draw4       
,ver4 #bg #aba4  #h ,when ,i have       
learn'd my ,father's will  ,i'll teach  
the world his ways2  ,my thankful lips  
inspir'd with zeal  ,shall loud         
pronounce his praise4      ,psalm       
#aai3aj4 ,tenth ,part4  ,pleading the   
promises4    ,ver4 #ch #di4  #a ,behold 
thy waiting servant1 ,lord1  ,devoted to
 thy fear2  ,remember and confirm thy   

word1  ,for all my hopes are there4     
,ver4 #da #eh #ajg4  #b ,hast thou not  
writ salvation down1  ,and promis'd     
quickening grace8  ,doth not my heart   
address thy throne8  ,and yet thy love  
delays4    ,ver4 #acb #db4  #c ,mine    
eyes for thy salvation fail2  ,o bear   
thy servant up2  ,nor let the scoffing  
lips prevail1  ,who dare reproach my    
hope4    ,ver4 #di #gd4  #d ,didst thou 
not raise my faith1 ,o ,lord8  ,then let
 thy truth appear3  ,saints shall       
rejoice in my reward1  ,and trust as    
well as fear4      ,psalm #aai3aa4      
,eleventh ,part4  ,breathing after      
holiness4    ,ver4 #e #cc4  #a ,o that  
the ,lord would guide my ways  ,to keep 
his statutes still6  ,o that my ,god    
would grant me grace  ,to know and do   
his will6    ,ver4 #bi4  #b ,o send thy 
,spirit down to write  ,thy law upon my 
heart6  ,nor let my tongue indulge      
deceit1  ,nor act the liar's part4      
,ver4 #cg #cf4  #c ,from vanity turn off
 my eyes3  ,let no corrupt design1  ,nor

 covetous desires arise  ,within this   
soul of mine4    ,ver4 #acc4  #d ,order 
my footsteps by thy word1  ,and make my 
heart sincere1  ,let sin have no        
dominion1 ,lord1  ,but keep my          
conscience clear4    ,ver4 #agf4  #e ,my
 soul hath gone too far astray1  ,my    
feet too often slip2  ,yet since ,i've  
not forgot thy way1  ,restore thy       
wandering sheep4    ,ver4 #ce4  #f ,make
 me to walk in thy commands1  ',tis a   
delightful road2  ,nor let my head1 or  
heart1 or hands1  ,offend against my    
,god4      ,psalm #aai3ab4 ,twelfth     
,part4  ,breathing after comfort and    
deliverance4    ,ver4 #aec4  #a ,my     
,god1 consider my distress1  ,let mercy 
plead my cause2  ,tho' ,i have sinn'd   
against thy grace1  ,i can't forget thy 
laws4    ,ver4 #ci #aaf4  #a ,forbid1   
forbid the sharp reproach  ,which ,i so 
justly fear2  ,uphold my life1 uphold my
 hopes1  ,nor let my shame appear4      
,ver4 #abb #ace4  #c ,be thou a surety1 
,lord1 for me1  ,nor let the proud      

oppress2  ,but make thy waiting servant 
see  ,the shinings of thy face4    ,ver4
 #hb4  #d ,my eyes with expectation     
fail1  ,my heart within me cries1  ,when
 will the ,lord his truth fulfil1  ,and 
make my comforts rise8    ,ver4 #acb4   
#e ,look down upon my sorrows1 ,lord1   
,and shew thy grace the same  ,as thou  
art ever wont t' afford  ,to those that 
love thy ,name4      ,psalm #aai3ac4    
,thirteenth ,part4  ,holy fear1 and     
tenderness of conscience4    ,ver4 #aj4 
#a ,with my whole heart ,i've sought thy
 face1  ,o let me never stray  ,from thy
 commands1 ,o ,god of grace1  ,nor tread
 the sinner's way4    ,ver4 #aa4  #b    
,thy word ,i've hid within my heart  ,to
 keep my conscience clean1  ,and be an  
everlasting guard  ,from every rising   
sin4    ,ver4 #fc #ec #aeh4  #c ,i'm a  
companion of the saints  ,who fear and  
love the ,lord2  ,my sorrows rise1 my   
nature faints1  ,when men transgress thy
 word4    ,ver4 #afa #afc4  #d ,while   
sinners do thy gospel wrong1  ,my spirit

 stands in awe2  ,my soul abhors a lying
 tongue1  ,but loves thy righteous law4 
,ver4 #afa #abj4  #e ,my heart with     
sacred reverence hears  ,the            
threatenings of thy word3  ,my flesh    
with holy trembling fears  ,the         
judgments of the ,lord4    ,ver4 #aff   
#agd4  #f ,my ,god1 ,i long1 ,i hope1 ,i
 wait  ,for thy salvation still2  ,while
 thy whole law is my delight1  ,and ,i  
obey thy will4      ,psalm #aai3ad4     
,fourteenth ,part4  ,benefit of         
afflictions1 and support under them4    
,ver4 #aec #ha #hb4  #a ,consider all my
 sorrows1 ,lord1  ,and thy deliverance  
send2  ,my soul for thy salvation       
faints1  ,when will my troubles end8    
,ver4 #ga4  #b ,yet ,i have found1 'tis 
good for me  ,to bear my ,father's rod2 
,afflictions make me learn thy law1     
,and live upon my ,god4    ,ver4 #ej4   
#c ,this is the comfort ,i enjoy  ,when 
new distress begins1  ,i read thy word1 
,i run thy way1  ,and hate my former    
sins4    ,ver4 #ib4  #d ,had not thy    

word been my delight  ,when earthly joys
 were fled1  ,my soul opprest with      
sorrow's weight  ,had sunk amongst the  
dead4    ,ver4 #ge4  #e ,i know thy     
judgments1 ,lord1 are right1  ,tho' they
 may seem severe2  ,the sharpest        
sufferings ,i endure  ,flow from thy    
faithful care4    ,ver4 #fg4  #f ,before
 ,i knew thy chastening rod  ,my feet   
were apt to stray2  ,but now ,i learn to
 keep thy word1  ,nor wander from thy   
way4      ,psalm #aai3ae4 ,fifteenth    
,part4  ,holy resolutions4    ,ver4 #ic4
  ,that thy statutes every hour  ,might 
dwell upon my mind6  ,thence ,i derive a
 quickening power1  ,and daily peace ,i 
find4    ,ver4 #ae #af4  #b ,to meditate
 thy precepts1 ,lord1  ,shall be my     
sweet employ2  ,my soul shall ne'er     
forget thy word1  ,thy word is all my   
joy4    ,ver4 #cb4  #c ,how would ,i run
 in thy commands1  ,if thou my heart    
discharge  ,from sin and ,satan's       
hateful chains1  ,and set my feet at    
large6    ,ver4 #ac #df4  #d ,my lips   

with courage shall declare  ,thy        
statutes and thy ,name2  ,i'll speak thy
 word1 tho' kings should hear  ,nor     
yield to sinful shame4    ,ver4 #fa #fi 
#gj4  #e ,let bands of persecutors rise 
,to rob me of my right1  ,let pride and 
malice forge their lies1  ,thy law is my
 delight4    ,ver4 #aae4  #f ,depart    
from me1 ye wicked race1  ,whose hands  
and hearts are ill2  ,i love my ,god1 ,i
 love his ways1  ,and must obey his     
will4      ,psalm #aai3af4 ,sixteenth   
,part4  ,prayer for quickening grace4   
,ver4 #be #cg4  #a ,my soul lies        
cleaving to the dust2  ,lord1 give me   
life divine2  ,from vain desires and    
every lust  ,turn off these eyes of     
mine4    #b ,i need the influence of thy
 grace  ,to speed me in thy way1  ,lest 
,i should loiter in my race1  ,or turn  
my feet astray4    ,ver4 #ajg4  #c ,when
 sore afflictions press me down1  ,i    
need thy quickening powers2  ,thy word  
that ,i have rested on  shall help my   
heaviest hours4    ,ver4 #aef #adj4  #d 

,are not thy mercies sovereign still8   
,and thou a faithful ,god8  ,wilt thou  
not grant me warmer zeal  ,to run the   
heavenly road8    ,ver4 #aei #dj4  #e   
,does not my heart thy precepts love1   
,and long to see thy face8  ,and yet how
 slow my spirits move  ,without         
enlivening grace6    ,ver4 #ic4  #f     
,then shall ,i love thy gospel more1    
,and ne'er forget thy word1  ,when ,i   
have felt its quickening power  ,to draw
 me near the ,lord4      ,psalm #aai3ag4
 ,seventeenth ,part4  ,courage and      
perseverance under persecution2  or1    
,grace shining in difficulties and      
trials4    ,ver4 #adc #bh4  #a ,when    
pain and anguish seize me1 ,lord1  ,all 
my support is from thy word3  ,my soul  
dissolves for heaviness1  ,uphold me    
with thy strengthening grace4    ,ver4  
#ea #fi #aaj4  #b ,the proud have fram'd
 their scoffs and lies1  ,they watch my 
feet with envious eyes1  ,and tempt my  
soul to snares and sin1  ,yet thy       
commands ,i ne'er decline4    ,ver4 #afa

 #gh4  #c ,they hate me1 ,lord1 without 
a cause1  ,they hate to see me love thy 
laws3  ,but ,i will trust and fear thy  
,name1  ,till pride and malice die with 
shame4      ,psalm #aai3ah4 ,last ,part4
  ,sanctified afflictions2 or1  ,delight
 in the word of ,god4    ,ver4 #fg #ei4 
#a ,father1 ,i bless thy gentle hand2   
,how kind was thy chastising rod1  ,that
 forc'd my conscience to a stand1  ,and 
brought my wandering soul to ,god6    #b
 ,foolish and vain ,i went astray  ,ere 
,i had felt thy scourges1 ,lord1  ,i    
left my guide1 and lost my way2  ,but   
now ,i love and keep thy word4    ,ver4 
#ga4  #c ',tis good for me to wear the  
yoke1  ,for pride is apt to rise and    
swell2  ',tis good to bear my ,father's 
stroke1  ,that ,i might learn his       
statutes well4    ,ver4 #gb4  #d ,the   
law that issues from thy mouth  ,shall  
raise my cheerful passions more  ,than  
all the treasures of the south1  ,or    
western hills of golden ore4    ,ver4   
#gc4  #e ,thy hands have made my mortal 

frame1  ,thy spirit form'd my soul      
within2  ,teach me to know thy wondrous 
,name1  ,and guard me safe from death   
and sin4    ,ver4 #gd4  #f ,then all    
that love and fear the ,lord  ,at my    
salvation shall rejoice2  ,for ,i have  
hoped in thy word1  ,and made thy grace 
my only choice4      ,psalm #abj4       
,complaint of quarrelsome neighbours2   
or1 ,a devout wish for peace4    #a     
,thou ,god of love1 thou ever blest1    
,pity my suffering state2  ,when wilt   
thou set my soul at rest  ,from lips    
that love deceit8    #b ,hard lot of    
mine6 my days are cast  ,among the sons 
of strife1  ,whose never-ceasing        
brawlings waste  ,my golden hours of    
life4    #c ,o might ,i fly to change my
 place1  ,how would ,i chuse to dwell   
,in some wide lonesome wilderness1  ,and
 leave these gates of hell4    #d ,peace
 is the blessing that ,i seek1  ,how    
lovely are its charms2  ,i am for peace2
 but when ,i speak1  ,they all declare  
for arms4    #f ,new passions still     

their souls engage1  ,and keep their    
malice strong3  ,what shall be done to  
curb thy rage1  ,o thou devouring       
tongue6    #f ,should burning arrows    
smite thee thro'1  ,strict justice would
 approve2  ,but ,i had rather spare my  
foe1  ,and melt his heart with love4    
,psalm #aba3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,divine         
protection4    #a ,up to the hills ,i   
lift mine eyes1  ,th' eternal hills     
beyond the skies2  ,thence all her help 
my soul derives2  ,there my ,almighty   
refuge lives4    #b ,he lives1 the      
everlasting ,god1  ,that built the      
world1 that spread the flood2  ,the     
heavens with all their hosts he made1   
,and the dark regions of the dead4    #c
 ,he guides our feet1 he guards our way2
  ,his morning-smiles bless all the day2
  ,he spreads the evening veil1 and     
keeps  ,the silent hours while ,israel  
sleeps4    #d ,israel1 a name divinely  
blest1  ,may rise secure1 securely rest2
  ,thy holy ,guardian's wakeful eyes    
,admit no slumber nor surprise4    #e   

,no sun shall smite thy head by day1    
,nor the pale moon with sickly ray      
,shall blast thy couch2 no baleful star 
,dart his malignant fire so far4    #f  
,should earth and hell with malice burn1
  ,still thou shalt go and still return 
,safe in the ,lord his heavenly care    
,defends thy life from every snare4     
#g ,on thee foul spirits have no power2 
,and in thy last departing hour         
,angels1 that trace the airy road1      
,shall bear thee homeward to thy ,god4  
,psalm #aba3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,preservation by
 day and night4    #a ,to heaven ,i lift
 my waiting eyes1  ,there all my hopes  
are laid3  ,the ,lord that built the    
earth and skies  ,is my perpetual aid4  
#b ,their feet shall never slide to fall
  ,whom he designs to keep2  ,his ear   
attends the softest call1  ,his eyes can
 never sleep4    #c ,he will sustain our
 weakest powers  ,with his almighty arm1
  ,and watch our most unguarded hours   
,against surprising harm4    #d ,israel1
 rejoice and rest secure1  ,thy keeper  

is the ,lord2  ,his wakeful eyes employ 
his power  ,for thine eternal guard4    
#e ,nor scorching sun1 nor sickly moon1 
,shall have his leave to smite2  ,he    
shields thy head from burning noon1     
,from blasting damps at night4    #f ,he
 guards thy soul1 he keeps thy breath   
,where thickest dangers come2  ,go and  
return1 secure from death1  ,till ,god  
commands thee home4      ,psalm #aba3c4 
,as the #adhth ,psalm4  ,god our        
preserver4    #a ,upward ,i lift mine   
eyes1  ,from ,god is all my aid2  ,the  
,god that built the skies1  ,and earth  
and nature made3  ,god is the tow'r  ,to
 which ,i fly3  ,his grace is nigh  ,in 
every hour4    #b ,my feet shall never  
slide  ,and fall in fatal snares1       
,since ,god1 my guard and guide1        
,defends me from my fears3  ,those      
wakeful eyes  ,that never sleep  ,shall 
,israel keep  ,when dangers rise4    #c 
,no burning heats by day1  ,nor blasts  
of evening air1  ,shall take my health  
away1  ,if ,god be with me there4  ,thou

 art my sun1  ,and thou my shade1  ,to  
guard my head  ,by night or noon4    #d 
,hast thou not given thy word  ,to save 
my soul from death8  ,and ,i can trust  
my ,lord  ,to keep my mortal breath2    
,i'll go and come1  ,nor fear to die1   
,till from on high  ,thou call me home4 
,psalm #abb3a4  ,going to church4  #a   
,how did my heart rejoice to hear  ,my  
friends devoutly say1  ,in ,zion let us 
all appear1  ,and keep the solemn day6  
#b ,i love her gates1 ,i love the road3 
,the church adorn'd with grace  ,stands 
like a palace built for ,god1  ,to shew 
his milder face4    #c ,up to her courts
 with joys unknown  ,the holy tribes    
repair2  ,the ,son of ,david holds his  
throne1  ,and sits in judgment there4   
#d ,he hears our praises and complaints2
  ,and while his awful voice  ,divides  
the sinners from the saints1  ,we       
tremble and rejoice4    #e ,peace be    
within this sacred place1  ,and joy a   
constant guest6  ,with holy gifts1 and  
heavenly grace  ,be her attendants      

blest6    #f ,my soul shall pray for    
,zion still1  ,while life or breath     
remains2  ,there my best friends1 my    
kindred dwell1  ,there ,god my ,saviour 
reigns4      ,psalm #abb3b4 ,proper     
,tune4  ,going to church4    #a ,how    
pleas'd and blest was ,i  ,to hear the  
people cry1  ,come1 let us seek our ,god
 to-day6  ,yes1 with a cheerful zeal1   
,we haste to ,zion's hill1  ,and there  
our vows and honours pay4    #b ,zion1  
thrice happy place1  ,adorn'd with      
wondrous grace1  ,and walls of strength 
embrace thee round2  ,in thee our tribes
 appear  ,to pray1 and praise1 and hear 
,the sacred gospel's joyful sound4    #c
 ,there ,david's greater ,son  ,has     
fix'd his royal throne1  ,he sits for   
grace and judgment there2  ,he bids the 
saint be glad1  ,he makes the sinner    
sad1  ,and humble souls rejoice with    
fear4    #d ,may peace attend thy gate1 
,and joy within thee wait  ,to bless the
 soul of every guest6  ,the man that    
seeks thy peace1  ,and wishes thine     

increase1  ,a thousand blessings on him 
rest6    #e ,my tongue repeats her vows 
,peace to this sacred house6  ,for there
 my friends and kindred dwell2  ,and    
since my glorious ,god  ,makes thee his 
blest abode1  ,my soul shall ever love  
thee well4    ,repeat the fourth stanza 
to complete the ,tune4      ,psalm #abc4
  ,pleading with submission4    #a ,o   
thou whose grace and justice reign      
,enthron'd above the skies1  ,to thee   
our hearts would tell their pain1  ,to  
thee we lift our eyes4    #b ,as        
,servants watch their master's hand1    
,and fear the angry stroke2  ,or maids  
before their mistress stand1  ,and wait 
a peaceful look2    #c ,so for our sins 
we justly feel  ,thy discipline1 ,o     
,god2  ,yet wait the gracious moment    
still1  ,till thou remove thy rod4    #d
 ,those that in wealth and pleasure live
  ,our daily groans deride1  ,and thy   
delays of mercy give  ,fresh courage to 
their pride4    #e ,our foes insult us1 
but our hope  ,in thy compassion lies2  

,this thought shall bear our spirits up1
  ,that ,god will not despise4          
,psalm #abd4  ,a song for the fifth of  
,november4    #a ,had not the ,lord1 may
 ,israel say1  ,had not the ,lord       
maintain'd our side1  ,when men to make 
our lives a prey1  ,rose like the       
swelling of the tide2    #b ,the        
swelling tide had stopt our breath1  ,so
 fiercely did the waters roll1  ,we had 
been swallow'd deep in death2  ,proud   
waters had o'erwhelm'd our soul4    #c  
,we leap for joy1 we shout and sing1    
,who just escap'd the fatal stroke2  ,so
 flies the bird with cheerful wing1     
,when once the fowler's snare is broke4 
#d ,for ever blessed be the ,lord1  ,who
 broke the fowler's cursed snare1  ,who 
sav'd us from the murdering sword1  ,and
 made our lives and souls his care4     
#e ,our help is in ,jehovah's ,name1    
,who form'd the earth and built the     
skies2  ,he that upholds that wondrous  
frame  ,guards his own church with      
watchful eyes4      ,psalm #abe3a4 ,c4  

,m4  ,the saint's trial and safely4     
#a ,unshaken as the sacred hill1  ,and  
firm as mountains be1  ,firm as a rock  
the soul shall rest  ,that leans1 ,o    
,lord1 on thee4    #b ,not walls nor    
hills could guard so well  ,old ,salem's
 happy ground1  ,as those eternal arms  
of love  ,that every saint surround4    
#c ,while tyrants are a smarting scourge
  ,to drive them near to ,god1  ,divine 
compassion does allay  ,the fury of the 
rod4    #d ,deal gently1 ,lord1 with    
souls sincere1  ,and lead them safely on
  ,to the bright gates of ,paradise1    
,where ,christ their ,lord is gone4     
#e ,but if we trace those crooked ways  
,that the old serpent drew1  ,the wrath 
that drove him first to hell  ,shall    
smite his followers too4      ,psalm    
#abe3b4 ,s4 ,m4  ,the saints' trial and 
safety2  or1 ,moderated afflictions4    
#a ,firm and unmov'd are they  ,that    
rest their souls on ,god2  ,firm as the 
mount where ,david dwelt  ,or where the 
ark abode4    #b ,as mountains stood to 

guard  ,the city's sacred ground1  ,so  
,god and his almighty love  ,embrace his
 saints around4    #c ,what tho' the    
,father's rod  ,drop a chastising       
stroke1  ,yet1 lest it wound their souls
 too deep1  ,its fury shall be broke4   
#d ,deal gently1 ,lord1 with those      
,whose faith and pious fear1  ,whose    
hope1 and love1 and every grace         
,proclaim their hearts sincere4    #e   
,nor shall the tyrant's rage  ,too long 
oppress the saint2  ,the ,god of ,israel
 will support  ,his children lest they  
faint4    #f ,but if our slavish fear   
,will chuse the road to hell1  ,we must 
expect our portion there  ,where bolder 
sinners dwell4      ,psalm #abf3a4 ,l4  
,m4  ,surprising deliverance4    #a     
,when ,god restor'd our captive state1  
,joy was our song1 and grace our theme2 
,the grace beyond our hopes so great1   
,that joy appear'd a painted dream4     
#b ,the scoffer owns thy hand1 and pays 
,unwilling honours to thy ,name2  ,while
 we with pleasure shout thy praise1     

,with cheerful notes thy love proclaim4 
#c ,when we review our dismal fears1    
',twas hard to think they'd vanish so2  
,with ,god we left our flowing tears1   
,he makes our joys like rivers flow4    
#d ,the man that in his furrow'd field  
,his scatter'd seed with sadness leaves1
  ,will shout to see the harvest yield  
,a welcome load of joyful sheaves4      
,psalm #abf3b4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the joy of a   
remarkable conversion2  or1 ,melancholy 
removed4    #a ,when ,god reveal'd his  
gracious ,name1  ,and chang'd my        
mournful state1  ,my rapture seem'd a   
pleasing dream1  ,the grace appear'd so 
great4    #b ,the world beheld the      
glorious change1  ,and did thy hand     
confess2  ,my tongue broke out in       
unknown strains1  ,and sung surprising  
grace3    #c ,great is the work1 my     
neighbours cry'd1  ,and own'd the power 
divine2  ,great is the work1 my heart   
reply'd1  ,and be the glory thine4    #d
 ,the ,lord can clear the darkest skies1
  ,can give us day for night1  ,make    

drops of sacred sorrow rise  ,to rivers 
of delight4    #e ,let those that sow in
 sadness wait  ,till the fair harvest   
come1  ,they shall confess their sheaves
 are great1  ,and shout the blessings   
home4    #f ,tho' seed lie bury'd long  
in dust1  ,it shan't deceive their hope2
  ,the precious grain can ne'er be lost1
  ,for grace insures the crop4          
,psalm #abg3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the blessing of
 ,god on the  business and comforts of  
life4    #a ,if ,god succeed not1 all   
the cost  ,and pains to build the house 
are lost3  ,if ,god the city will not   
keep1  ,the watchful guards as well may 
sleep4    #c ,what if you rise before   
the sun1  ,and work and toil when day is
 done1  ,careful and sparing eat your   
bread1  ,to shun that poverty you dread2
    #c ',tis all in vain1 till ,god hath
 blest2  ,he can make rich1 yet give us 
rest3  ,children and friends are        
blessings too1  ,if ,god our sovereign  
make them so4    #d ,happy the man to   
whom he sends  ,obedient children1      

faithful friends3  ,how sweet our daily 
comforts prove  ,when they are season'd 
with his love6      ,psalm #abg3b4 ,c4  
,m4  ,god all in all4    #a ,if ,god to 
build the house deny1  ,the builders    
work in vain2  ,and towns1 without his  
wakeful eye1  ,an useless watch         
maintain4    #b ,before the morning     
beams arise1  ,your painful work renew1 
,and till the stars ascend the skies    
,your tiresome toil pursue4    #c ,short
 be your sleep1 and coarse your fare2   
,in vain1 till ,god has blest2  ,but if 
his smiles attend your care1  ,you shall
 have food and rest4    #d ,nor         
children1 relatives1 nor friends  ,shall
 real blessings prove1  ,nor all the    
earthly joys he sends1  ,if sent without
 his love4      ,psalm #abh4  ,family   
blessings4    #a ,o happy man1 whose    
soul is fill'd  ,with zeal and reverend 
awe2  ,his lips to ,god their honours   
yield1  ,his life adorns the law4    #b 
,a careful providence shall stand  ,and 
ever guard thy head1  ,shall on the     

labours of thy hand  ,its kindly        
blessings shed4    #c ,thy wife shall be
 a fruitful vine2  ,thy children round  
thy board1  ,each like a plant of honour
 shine1  ,and learn to fear the ,lord4  
#d ,the ,lord shall thy best hopes      
fulfil  ,for months and years to come2  
,the ,lord who dwells on ,zion's hill1  
,shall send thee blessings home4    #e  
,this is the man whose happy eyes       
,shall see his house increase1  ,shall  
see the sinking church arise1  ,then    
leave the world in peace4      ,psalm   
#abi4  ,persecutors punished4    #a ,up 
from my youth1 may ,israel say1  ,have  
,i been nurs'd in tears2  ,my griefs    
were constant as the day1  ,and tedious 
as the years4    #b ,up from my youth ,i
 bore the rage  ,of all the sons of     
strife2  ,oft they assail'd my riper    
age1  ,but not destroy'd my life4    #c 
,their cruel plough had torn my flesh   
,with furrows long and deep1  ,hourly   
they vex my wounds afresh1  ,nor let my 
sorrows sleep4    #d ,the ,lord grew    

angry on his throne1  ,and with         
impartial eye  ,measur'd the mischiefs  
they had done  ,then let his arrows fly4
    #e ,how was their insolence         
surpris'd  ,to hear his thunders roll6  
,and all the foes of ,zion seiz'd  ,with
 horror to the soul4    #f ,thus shall  
the men that hate the saints  ,be       
blasted from the sky2  ,their glory     
fades1 their courage faints1  ,and all  
their projects die4    #g ,what tho'    
they flourish tall and fair1  ,they have
 no root beneath2  ,their growth shall  
perish in despair1  ,and lie despis'd in
 death4    #h ,so corn that on the      
house-top stands  ,no hope of harvest   
gives2  ,the reaper ne'er shall fill his
 hands1  ,nor binder fold the sheaves4  
#i ,it springs and withers on the place3
  ,no traveller bestows  ,a word of     
blessing on the grass1  ,nor minds it as
 he goes4      ,psalm #acj3a4 ,c4 ,m4   
,pardoning grace4    #a ,out of the     
deeps of long distress1  ,the borders of
 despair1  ,i sent my cries to seek thy 

grace1  ,my groans to move thine ear4   
#b ,great ,god1 should thy severer eye1 
,and thine impartial hand1  ,mark and   
revenge iniquity1  ,no mortal flesh     
could stand4    #c ,but there are       
pardons with my ,god  ,for crimes of    
high degree2  ,thy ,son has bought them 
with his blood  ,to draw us near to     
thee4    #d ,i wait for thy salvation1  
,lord1  ,with strong desires ,i wait2   
,my soul1 invited by thy word1  ,stands 
watching at thy gate4    #e ,just as the
 guards that keep the night  ,long for  
the morning skies1  ,watch the first    
beams of breaking light1  ,and meet them
 with their eyes2    #f ,so waits my    
soul to see thy grace1  ,and more intent
 than they1  ,meets the first openings  
of thy face1  ,and finds a brighter day4
    #g ,then in the ,lord let ,israel   
trust1  ,let ,israel seek his face2     
,the ,lord is good as well as just1     
,and plenteous is his grace4    #h      
,there's full redemption at his throne  
,for sinners long enslav'd2  ,the great 

,redeemer is his ,son1  ,and ,israel    
shall be sav'd4      ,psalm #acj3b4 ,l4 
,m4  ,pardoning grace4    #a ,from deep 
distress and troubled thoughts1  ,to    
thee1 my ,god1 ,i rais'd my cries2  ,if 
thou severely mark our faults1  ,no     
flesh can stand before thine eyes4    #b
 ,but thou hast built thy throne of     
grace1  ,free to dispense thy pardons   
there1  ,that sinners may approach thy  
face1  ,and hope and love1 as well as   
fear4    #c ,as the benighted pilgrims  
wait1  ,and long1 and wish for breaking 
day1  ,so waits my soul before thy gate2
  ,when will my ,god his face display8  
#d ,my trust is fix'd upon thy word1    
,nor shall ,i trust thy word in vain3   
,let mourning souls address the ,lord1  
,and find relief from all their pain4   
#e ,great is his love1 and large his    
grace1  ,thro' the redemption of his    
,son3  ,he turns our feet from sinful   
ways1  ,and pardons what our hands have 
done4      ,psalm #aca4  ,humility and  
submission4    #a ,is there ambition in 

my heart8  ,search1 gracious ,god1 and  
see2  ,or do ,i act a haughty part8     
,lord1 ,i appeal to thee4    #b ,i      
charge my thoughts1 be humble still1    
,and all my carriage mild1  ,content1 my
 ,father1 with thy will1  ,and quiet as 
a child4    #c ,the patient soul1 the   
lowly mind  ,shall have a large reward3 
,let saints in sorrow lie resign'd1     
,and trust a faithful ,lord4      ,psalm
 #acb3a4 #e #ac-ah4 ,l4 ,m4  ,at the    
settlement of a church2  or1 ,the       
ordination of a ,minister4    #a ,where 
shall we go to seek and find  ,an       
habitation for our ,god1  ,a dwelling   
for th' ,eternal ,mind  ,amongst the    
sons of flesh and blood8    #b ,the ,god
 of ,jacob chose the hill  ,of ,zion for
 his ancient rest2  ,and ,zion is his   
dwelling still1  ,his church is with his
 presence blest4    #c ,here will ,i fix
 my gracious throne1  ,and reign for    
ever1 saith the ,lord2  ,here shall my  
power1 and love be known1  ,and         
blessings shall attend my word4    #d   

,here will ,i meet the hungry poor1     
,and fill their souls with living bread2
  ,sinners that wait before my door1    
,with sweet provision shall be fed4     
#e ,girded with truth and cloth'd with  
grace1  ,my priests1 my ministers shall 
shine3  ,not ,aaron1 in his costly      
dress1  ,made an appearance so divine4  
#f ,the saints1 unable to contain       
,their inward joys shall shout and sing2
  ,the ,son of ,david here shall reign1 
,and ,zion triumph in her ,king4    #g  
,jesus shall see a numerous seed  ,born 
here1 t' uphold his glorious ,name2     
,his crown shall flourish on his head1  
,while all his foes are cloth'd with    
shame6      ,psalm #acb3b4 #d #e #g #h  
#ae-ag4 ,c4 ,m4  ,a church established4 
#a ,no sleep nor slumber to his eyes    
,good ,david would afford1  ,till he had
 found below the skies  ,a dwelling for 
the ,lord4    #b ,the ,lord in ,zion    
plac'd his ,name1  ,his ark was settled 
there2  ,to ,zion the whole nation came1
  ,to worship thrice a year4    #c ,but 

we have no such lengths to go1  ,nor    
wander far abroad2  ,where'er thy saints
 assemble now1  ,there is a house for   
,god4    ,,pause4    #d ,arise1 ,o ,king
 of ,grace1 arise1  ,and enter to thy   
rest6  ,lo6 thy church waits1 with      
longing eyes1  ,thus to be own'd and    
blest4    #e ,enter with all thy        
glorious train1  ,thy ,spirit and thy   
word2  ,all that the ark did once       
contain  ,could no such grace afford4   
#f ,here1 mighty ,god1 accept our vows1 
,here let thy praise be spread2  ,bless 
the provisions of thy house1  ,and fill 
thy poor with bread4    #g ,here let the
 ,son of ,david reign1  ,let ,god's     
,anointed shine2  ,justice and truth his
 court maintain1  ,with love and power  
divine4    #h ,here let him hold a      
lasting throne2  ,and as his kingdom    
grows1  ,fresh honours shall adorn his  
crown1  ,and shame confound his foes4   
,psalm #acc3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,brotherly love4
    #a ,lo6 what an entertaining sight  
,are brethren that agree1  ,brethren1   

whose cheerful hearts unite  ,in bands  
of piety6    #b ,when streams of love   
from ,christ the spring  ,descend to    
every soul1  ,and heavenly peace1 with  
balmy wing1  ,shades and bedews the     
whole2    #c ',tis like the oil divinely
 sweet1  ,on ,aaron's reverend head1    
,the trickling drops perfum'd his feet1 
,and o'er his garments spread4    #d    
',tis pleasant as the morning dews      
,that fall on ,zion's hill1  ,where ,god
 his mildest glory shews1  ,and makes   
his grace distil4      ,psalm #acc3b4   
,s4 ,m4  ,communion of saints2 or1 ,love
  and worship in a family4    #a ,blest 
are the sons of peace1  ,whose hearts   
and hopes are one1  ,whose kind designs 
to serve and please  ,thro' all their   
actions run4    #b ,blest is the pious  
house  ,where seat and friendship meet1 
,their songs of praise1 their mingled   
vows  ,make their communion sweet4    #c
 ,thus when on ,aaron's head  ,they     
pour'd the rich perfume1  ,the oil thro'
 all his raiment spread1  ,and pleasure 

fill'd the room4    #d ,thus on the     
heavenly hills  ,the saints are blest   
above1  ,where joy like morning dew     
distils1  ,and all the air is love4     
,psalm #acc3c4 ,as the #abbnd ,psalm4   
,the blessings of friendship4    #a ,how
 pleasant 'tis to see  ,kindred and     
friends agree1  ,each in their proper   
station move1  ,and each fulfil their   
part  ,with sympathizing heart1  ,in all
 the cares of life and love6    #b ',tis
 like the ointment shed  ,on ,aaron's   
sacred head1  ,divinely rich1 divinely  
sweet2  ,the oil1 thro' all the room1   
,diffus'd a choice perfume1  ,ran thro' 
his robes1 and blest his feet4    #c    
,like fruitful showers of rain1  ,that  
water all the plain1  ,descending from  
the neighbouring hills2  ,such streams  
of pleasure roll  ,thro' every friendly 
soul1  ,where love like heavenly dew    
distils4    ,repeat the first stanza to 
complete the tune4      ,psalm #acd4    
,daily and nightly devotion4    #a ,ye  
that obey th' immortal ,king1  ,attend  

his holy place1  ,bow to the glories of 
his power1  ,and bless his wondrous     
grace2    #b ,lift up your hands by     
morning-light1  ,and send your souls on 
high2  ,raise your admiring thoughts by 
night  ,above the starry sky4    #c ,the
 ,god of ,zion cheers our hearts  ,with 
rays of quickening grace2  ,the ,god    
that spread the heavens abroad1  ,and   
rules the swelling seas4      ,psalm    
#ace3a4 #a-d #ad #ai #ba4 ,first ,part4 
,l4 ,m4  ,the church is ,god's house and
 care4    #a ,praise ye the ,lord1 exalt
 his ,name1  ,while in his holy courts  
ye wait1  ,ye saints1 that to his house 
belong1  ,or stand attending at his     
gate4    #b ,praise ye the ,lord2 the   
,lord is good2  ,to praise his ,name is 
sweet employ2  ,israel he chose of old1 
and still  ,his church is his peculiar  
joy4    #c ,the ,lord himself will judge
 his saints2  ,he treats his servants as
 his friends2  ,and when he hears their 
sore complaints1  ,repents the sorrows  
that he sends4    #d ,thro' every age   

the ,lord declares  ,his ,name and      
breaks th' oppressor's rod2  ,he gives  
his suffering servants rest1  ,and will 
be known th' almighty ,god4    #f ,bless
 ye the ,lord1 who taste his love1      
,people and priests exalt his ,name3    
,amongst his saints he ever dwells2     
,his church is his ,jerusalem4          
,psalm #ace3b4 #e-ab4 ,second ,part4 ,l4
 ,m4  ,the works of creation1           
providence1 redemption  of ,israel1 and 
destruction of enemies4    #a ,great is 
the ,lord1 exalted high  ,above all     
powers and every throne2  ,whate'er he  
please in earth or sea1  ,or heaven1 or 
hell1 his hand hath done4    #b ,at his 
command the vapours rise1  ,the         
lightnings flash1 the thunders roar2    
,he pours the rain1 he brings the wind1 
,and tempest from his airy store4    #c 
',twas he those dreadful tokens sent1   
,o ,egypt thro' thy stubborn land2      
,when all thy first-born beasts and men 
,fell dead by his avenging hand4    #d  
,what mighty nations1 mighty kings1  ,he

 slew1 and their whole country gave  ,to
 ,israel1 whom his hand redeem'd1  ,no  
more to be proud ,pharaoh's slave6    #e
 ,his power the same1 the same his      
grace1  ,that saves us from the hosts of
 hell2  ,and heaven he gives us to      
possess1  ,whence those apostate angels 
fell4      ,psalm #ace3c4 ,c4 ,m4       
,praise due to ,god1 not to idols4    #a
 ,awake1 ye saints2 to praise your      
,king1  ,your sweetest passions raise1  
,your pious pleasure1 while you sing1   
,increasing with the praise4    #b      
,great is the ,lord2 and works unknown  
,are his divine employ2  ,but still his 
saints are near his throne1  ,his       
treasure and his joy4    #c ,heaven1    
earth1 and sea1 confess his hand2  ,he  
bids the vapours rise2  ,lightning and  
storm at his command  ,sweep thro' the  
sounding skies4    #d ,all power1 that  
gods or kings have claim'd  ,is found   
with him alone2  ,but heathen gods      
should ne'er be nam'd  ,where our       
,jehovah's known4    #e ,which of the   

stocks or stones they trust  ,can give  
them showers of rain8  ,in vain they    
worship glittering dust1  ,and pray to  
gold in vain4    #f ,their gods have    
tongues that cannot talk1  ,such as     
their makers gave3  ,their feet were    
ne'er design'd to walk1  ,nor hands have
 power to save4    #g ,blind are their  
eyes1 their ears are deaf1  ,nor hear   
when mortals pray2  ,mortals1 that wait 
for their relief1  ,are blind1 and deaf 
as they4    #h ,o ,britain1 know thy    
living ,god1  ,serve him with faith and 
fear2  ,he makes thy churches his abode1
  ,and claims thine honours there4      
,psalm #acf3a4 ,c4 ,m4  ,god's wonders  
of creation1 providence1 redemption  of 
,israel1 and salvation of his people4   
#a ,give thanks to ,god the sovereign   
,lord2  ,his mercies still endure6  ,and
 be the ,king of kings ador'd2  ,his    
truth is ever sure4    #b ,what wonders 
hath his wisdom done6  ,how mighty is   
his hand6  ,heaven1 earth1 and sea1 he  
fram'd alone3  ,how wide is his command6

    #c ,the sun supplies the day with   
light2  ,how bright his counsels shine6 
,the moon and stars adorn the night2    
,his works are all divine6    #d ,he    
struck the sons of ,egypt dead2  ,how   
dreadful is his rod6  ,and thence with  
joy his people led3  ,how gracious is   
our ,god6    #e ,he cleft the swelling  
sea in two2  ,his arm is great in might1
  ,and gave the tribes a passage thro'2 
,his power and grace unite4    #f ,but  
,pharaoh's army there he drown'd2  ,how 
glorious are his ways6  ,and brought his
 saints thro' desert ground2  ,eternal  
be his praise4    #g ,great monarchs    
fell beneath his hand1  ,victorious is  
his sword2  ,while ,israel took the     
promis'd land2  ,and faithful is his    
word4    #h ,he saw the nations dead in 
sin2  ,he felt his pity move3  ,how sad 
the state the world was in6  ,how       
boundless was his love6    #i ,he sent  
to save us from our woe2  ,his goodness 
never fails2  ,from death1 and hell1 and
 every foe2  ,and still his grace       

prevails4    #aj ,give thanks to ,god   
the heavenly ,king2  ,his mercies still 
endure6  ,let the whole earth his       
praises sing2  ,his truth is ever sure4 
,psalm #acf3b4 ,as the #adhth ,psalm4   
,god's wonders of creation1 providence1 
redemption  of ,israel1 and salvation of
 his people4    #a ,give thanks to ,god 
most high1  ,the universal ,lord2  ,the 
sovereign ,king of kings2  ,and be his  
grace ador'd4  ,his power and grace     
,are still the same2  ,and let his ,name
  ,have endless praise4    #b ,how      
mighty is his hand6  ,what wonders hath 
he done6  ,he form'd the earth and seas1
  ,and spread the heavens alone4  ,thy  
mercy1 ,lord1  ,shall still endure2     
,and ever sure  ,abides thy word4    #c 
,his wisdom fram'd the sun  ,to crown   
the day with light2  ,the moon and      
twinkling stars  ,to cheer the darksome 
night4  ,his power and grace  ,are still
 the same2  ,and let his ,name  ,have   
endless praise4    #d ,he smote the     
first-born ,sons1  ,the flower of       

,egypt1 dead3  ,and thence his chosen   
tribes  ,with joy and glory led4  ,thy  
mercy1 ,lord1  ,shall still endure2     
,and ever sure  ,abides thy word4    #e 
,his power and lifted rod  ,cleft the   
,red-sea in two3  ,and for his people   
made  ,a wondrous passage thro'4  ,his  
power and grace  ,are still the same2   
,and let his ,name  ,have endless       
praise4    #f ,but cruel ,pharaoh there 
,with all his host he drown'd2  ,and    
brought his ,israel safe  ,thro' a long 
desert ground4  ,thy mercy1 ,lord1      
,shall still endure2  ,and ever sure    
,abides thy word4    ,,pause4    ,the   
kings of ,canaan fell  ,beneath his     
dreadful hand3  ,while his own servants 
took  ,possession of their land4  ,his  
power and grace  ,are still the same2   
,and let his name  ,have endless praise4
    #h ,he saw the nations lie  ,all    
perishing in sin1  ,and pity'd the sad  
state  ,the ruin'd world was in4  ,thy  
mercy1 ,lord1  ,shall still endure2     
,and ever sure  ,abides thy word4    #i 

,he sent his only ,son  ,to save us from
 our woe1  ,from ,satan sin and death1  
,and every hurtful foe4  ,his power and 
grace  ,are still the same2  ,and let   
his ,name  ,have endless praise4    #aj 
,give thanks aloud to ,god1  ,to ,god   
the heavenly ,king2  ,and let the       
spacious earth  ,his works and glories  
sing4  ,thy mercy1 ,lord1  ,shall still 
endure2  ,and ever sure  ,abides thy    
word4      ,psalm #acf3c4 ,abridged4 ,l4
 ,m4  ,god's wonders of creation1       
providence1  redemption and salvation4  
#a ,give to our ,god immortal praise2   
,mercy and truth are all his ways3      
',wonders of grace to ,god belong1      
',repeat his mercies in your song4'     
#b ,give to the ,lord of lords renown1  
,the ,king of kings with glory crown3   
',his mercies ever shall endure1        
',when' lords and kings are known 'no   
more4'    #c ,he built the earth1 he    
spread the sky1  ,and fix'd the starry  
lights on high2  ',wonders of grace to  
,god belong1  ',repeat his mercies in   

your song4'    #d ,he fills the sun with
 morning light1  ,he bids the moon      
direct the night3  ',his mercies ever   
shall endure1  ',when' suns and moons   
shall shine 'no more4'    #e ,the ,jews 
he freed from ,pharaoh's hand1  ,and    
brought them to the promis'd land2      
',wonders of grace to ,god belong1      
',repeat his mercies in your song4'     
#f ,he saw the ,gentiles dead in sin1   
,and felt his pity work within3  ',his  
mercies ever shall endure1  ',when'     
death and sin shall reign 'no more4'    
#g ,he sent his ,son with power to save 
,from guilt1 and darkness1 and the      
grave3  ',wonders of grace to ,god      
belong1  ',repeat his mercies in your   
song4'    #h ,thro' this vain world he  
guides our feet1  ,and leads us to his  
heavenly seat3  ',his mercies ever shall
 endure1  ',when' this vain world shall 
be 'no more4'      ,psalm #ach4         
,restoring and preserving grace4    #a  
,with all my powers of heart and tongue 
,i'll praise my ,maker in my song3      

,angels shall hear the notes ,i raise1  
,approve the song1 and join the praise4 
#b ,angels that make thy church their   
care  ,shall witness my devotions there1
  ,while holy zeal directs my eyes  ,to 
thy fair temple in the skies4    #c     
,i'll sing thy truth and mercy1 ,lord1  
,i'll sing the wonders of thy word2     
,not all thy works and names below  ,so 
much thy power and glory show4    #d ,to
 ,god ,i cry'd when troubles rose2  ,he 
heard me1 and subdu'd my foes1  ,he did 
my rising fears control1  ,and strength 
diffus'd thro' all my soul4    #e ,the  
,god of heaven maintains his state1     
,frowns on the proud and scorns the     
great2  ,but from his throne descends to
 see  ,the sons of humble poverty4    #f
 ,amidst a thousand snares ,i stand     
,upheld and guarded by thy hand2  ,thy  
words my fainting soul revive1  ,and    
keep my dying faith alive4    #g ,grace 
will complete what grace begins1  ,to   
save from sorrows or from sins2  ,the   
work that wisdom undertakes  ,eternal   

mercy ne'er forsakes4      ,psalm       
#aci3a4 ,first ,part4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the     
all-seeing ,god4    #a ,lord1 thou hast 
search'd and seen me thro'2  ,thine eye 
commands with piercing view  ,my rising 
and my resting hours1  ,my heart and    
flesh with all their powers4    #b ,my  
thoughts1 before they are my own1  ,are 
to my ,god distinctly known2  ,he knows 
the words ,i mean to speak  ,ere from my
 opening lips they break4    #c ,within 
thy circling power ,i stand2  ,on every 
side ,i find thy hand3  ,awake1 asleep1 
at home1 abroad1  ,i am surrounded still
 with ,god4    #d ,amazing knowledge1   
vast and great6  ,what large extent6    
what lofty height6  ,my soul1 with all  
the powers ,i boast1  ,is in the        
boundless prospect lost4    #e ,o may   
these thoughts possess my breast1       
,where'er ,i rove where'er ,i rest6     
,nor let my weaker passions dare        
,consent to sin1 for ,god is there4     
,,pause ,i4    #f ,could ,i so false1 so
 faithless prove1  ,to quit thy service 

and thy love1  ,where1 ,lord1 could ,i  
thy presence shun1  ,or from thy        
dreadful glory run8    #g ,if up to     
heaven ,i take my flight1  ',tis there  
thou dwell'st enthron'd in light2  ,or  
dive to hell1 there vengeance reigns1   
,and ,satan groans beneath thy chains4  
#h ,if mounted on a morning ray1  ,i fly
 beyond the western sea1  ,thy swifter  
hand would first arrive1  ,and there    
arrest thy fugitive4    #i ,or should ,i
 try to shun thy sight  ,beneath the    
spreading veil of night1  ,one glance of
 thine1 one piercing ray1  ,would kindle
 darkness into day4    #aj ,o may these 
thoughts possess my breast1  ,where'er  
,i rove1 where'er ,i rest6  ,nor let my 
weaker passions dare  ,consent to sin1  
for ,god is there4    ,,pause ,,ii4     
#aa ,the veil of night is no disguise1  
,no screen from thy all-searching eyes2 
,thy hand can seize thy foes as soon1   
,thro' midnight shades as blazing noon4 
#ab ,midnight and noon in this agree1   
,great ,god1 they're both alike to thee3

  ,not death can hide what ,god will    
spy1  ,and hell lies naked to his eye4  
#ac ,o may these thoughts possess my    
breast1  ,where'er ,i rove where'er ,i  
rest6  ,nor let my weaker passions dare 
,consent to sin1 for ,god is there4     
,psalm #aci3b4 ,second ,part4 ,l4 ,m4   
,the wonderful formation of man4    #a  
',twas from thy hand1 my ,god1 ,i came1 
,a work of such a curious frame2  ,in me
 thy fearful wonders shine1  ,and each  
proclaims thy skill divine4    #b ,thine
 eyes did all my limbs survey1  ,which  
yet in dark confusion lay2  ,thou saw'st
 the daily growth they took1  ,form'd by
 the model of thy book4    #c ,by thee  
my growing parts were nam'd1  ,and what 
thy sovereign counsels fram'd1  7,the   
breathing lungs1 the beating heart7     
,was copy'd with unerring art4    #d ,at
 last1 to shew my ,maker's name1  ,god  
stamp'd his image on my frame1  ,and in 
some unknown moment join'd  ,the        
finish'd members to the mind4    #e     
,there the young seeds of thought began 

,and all the passions of the man3       
,great ,god1 our infant nature pays     
,immortal tribute to thy praise4        
,,pause4    #f ,lord1 since in my       
advancing age  ,i've acted on life's    
busy stage1  ,thy thoughts of love to me
 surmount  ,the power of numbers to     
recount4    #g ,i could survey the ocean
 o'er1  ,and count each sand that makes 
the shore1  ,before my swiftest thoughts
 could trace  ,the numerous wonders of  
thy grace4    #h ,these on my heart are 
still impress'd1  ,with these ,i give my
 eyes to rest2  ,and at my waking hour  
,i find  ,god and his love possess my   
mind4      ,psalm #aci3c4 ,third ,part4 
,l4 ,m4  ,sincerity professed1 and grace
 tried2 or1 ,the heart-  searching of   
,god4    #a ,my ,god1 what inward grief 
,i feel  ,when impious men transgress   
thy will6  ,i mourn to hear their lips  
profane  ,take thy tremendous ,name in  
vain4    #b ,does not my soul detest and
 hate  ,the sons of malice and deceit8  
,those that oppose thy laws and thee  ,i

 count them enemies to me4    #c ,lord1 
search my soul1 try every thought2      
,tho' my own heart accuse me not  ,of   
walking in a false disguise1  ,i beg the
 trial of thine eyes4    #d ,doth secret
 mischief lurk within8  ,do ,i indulge  
some unknown sin8  ,o turn my feet      
whene'er ,i stray1  ,and lead me in thy 
perfect way4      ,psalm #aci3d4 ,first 
,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,god is every where4    
#a ,in all my vast concerns with thee   
,in vain my soul would try  ,to shun thy
 presence1 ,lord1 or flee  ,the notice  
of thine eye4    #b ,thy all-surrounding
 sight surveys  ,my rising and my rest1 
,my public walks1 my private ways1  ,and
 secrets of my breast4    #c ,my        
thoughts lie open to the ,lord  ,before 
they're form'd within3  ,and ere my lips
 pronounce the word1  ,he knows the     
sense ,i mean4    #d ,o wondrous        
knowledge1 deep and high6  ,where can a 
creature hide8  ,within thy circling    
arms ,i lie1  ,beset on every side4     
#e ,so let thy grace surround me still1 

,and like a bulwark prove1  ,to guard my
 soul from every ill1  ,secur'd by      
sovereign love4    ,,pause4    #f ,lord1
 where shall guilty souls retire1       
,forgotten and unknown8  ,in hell they  
meet thy dreadful fire1  ,in heaven thy 
glorious throne4    #g ,should ,i       
suppress my vital breath  ,to 'scape the
 wrath divine1  ,thy voice would break  
the bars of death1  ,and make the grave 
resign4    #h ,if wing'd with beams of  
morning light1  ,i fly beyond the west1 
,thy hand1 which must support my flight1
  ,would soon betray my rest4    #i ,if 
o'er my sins ,i think to draw  ,the     
curtains of the night1  ,those flaming  
eyes that guard thy law  ,would turn the
 shades to light4    #aj ,the beams of  
noon1 the midnight hour1  ,are both     
alike to thee3  ,o may ,i ne'er provoke 
that power  ,from which ,i cannot flee6 
,psalm #aci3e4 ,second ,part4 ,c4 ,m4   
,the wisdom of ,god in the formation of 
man4    #a ,when ,i with pleasing wonder
 stand1  ,and all my frame survey1      

,lord1 'tis thy work2 ,i own thy hand   
,thus built my humble clay4    #b ,thy  
hand my heart and reins possest  ,where 
unborn nature grew1  ,thy wisdom all my 
features trac'd1  ,and all my members   
drew4    #c ,thine eye with nicest care 
survey'd  ,the growth of every part2    
,till the whole scheme thy thoughts had 
laid  ,was copied by thy art4    #d     
,heaven1 earth1 and sea1 and fire1 and  
wind1  ,shew me thy wondrous skill2     
,but ,i review myself1 and find         
,diviner wonders still4    #e ,thy awful
 glories round me shine1  ,my flesh     
proclaims thy praise2  ,lord1 to thy    
works of nature join  ,thy miracles of  
grace4      ,psalm #aci3f4 #ad #ag #ah4 
,third ,part4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the mercies of  
,god innumerable4    ,an evening psalm4 
#a ,lord1 when ,i count thy mercies     
o'er1  ,they strike me with surprise2   
,not all the sands that spread the shore
  ,to equal numbers rise4    #b ,my     
flesh with fear and wonder stands1  ,the
 product of thy skill1  ,and hourly     

blessings from thy hands1  ,thy thoughts
 of love reveal4    #c ,these on my     
heart by night ,i keep2  ,how kind1 how 
dear to me6  ,o may the hour that ends  
my sleep  ,still find my thoughts with  
thee4      ,psalm #ada4 #b-e4           
,watchfulness1 and brotherly reproof4   
,a morning or evening psalm4    #a ,my  
,god1 accept my early vows1  ,like      
morning incense in thine house1  ,and   
let my nightly worship rise  ,sweet as  
the evening sacrifice4    #b ,watch o'er
 my lips1 and guard them1 ,lord1  ,from 
every rash and heedless word2  ,nor let 
my feet incline to tread  ,the guilty   
path where sinners lead4    #c ,o may   
the righteous1 when ,i stray1  ,smite1  
and reprove my wandering way6  ,their   
gentle words1 like ointment shed1       
,shall never bruise1 but cheer my head4 
#d ,when ,i behold them prest with      
grief1  ,i'll cry to heaven for their   
relief2  ,and by my warm petitions prove
  how much ,i prize their faithful love4
      ,psalm #adb4  ,god is the hope of 

the helpless4    #a ,to ,god ,i made my 
sorrows known1  ,from ,god ,i sought    
relief2  ,in long complaints before his 
throne  ,i pour'd out all my grief4     
#b ,my soul was overwhelm'd with woes1  
,my heart began to break2  ,my ,god1 who
 all my burdens knows1  ,he knows the   
way ,i take4    #c ,on every side ,i    
cast mine eye1  ,and found my helpers   
gone1  ,while friends and strangers     
pass'd me by  ,neglected or unknown4    
#d ,then did ,i raise a louder cry1     
,and call'd thy mercy near1  ,thou art  
my portion when ,i die1  ,be thou my    
refuge here4    #e ,lord1 ,i am brought 
exceeding low1  ,now let thine ear      
attend1  ,and make my foes who vex me   
know  ,i've an almighty ,friend4    #f  
,from my sad prison set me free1  ,then 
shall ,i praise thy ,name1  ,and holy   
men shall join with me  ,thy kindness to
 proclaim4      ,psalm #adc4  ,complaint
 of heavy afflictions in mind and body4 
#a ,my righteous ,judge1 my gracious    
,god1  ,hear when ,i spread my hands    

abroad  ,and cry for succour from thy   
throne1  ,o make thy truth and mercy    
known4    #b ,let judgment not against  
me pass2  ,behold thy servant pleads thy
 grace3  ,should justice call us to thy 
bar1  ,no man alive is guiltless there4 
#c ,look down in pity1 ,lord1 and see   
,the mighty woes that burden me2  ,down 
to the dust my life is brought1  ,like  
one long bury'd and forgot4    #d ,i    
dwell in darkness and unseen1  ,my heart
 is desolate within2  ,my thoughts in   
musing silence trace  ,the ancient      
wonders of thy grace4    #e ,thence ,i  
derive a glimpse of hope  ,to bear my   
sinking spirits up2  ,i stretch my hands
 to ,god again1  ,and thirst like       
parched lands for rain4    #f ,for thee 
,i thirst1 ,i pray1 ,i mourn2  ,when    
will thy smiling face return8  ,shall   
all my joys on earth remove8  ,and ,god 
for ever hide his love8    #g ,my ,god1 
thy long delay to save  ,will sink thy  
prisoner to the grave2  ,my heart grows 
faint1 and dim mine eye2  ,make haste to

 help before ,i die4    #h ,the night is
 witness to my tears1  ,distressing     
pains1 distressing fears2  ,o might ,i  
hear thy morning voice1  ,how would my  
weary'd powers rejoice6    #i ,in thee  
,i trust1 to thee ,i sigh1  ,and lift my
 heavy soul on high1  ,for thee sit     
waiting all the day1  ,and wear the     
tiresome hours away4    #aj ,break off  
my fetters1 ,lord1 and show  ,which is  
the path my feet should go2  ,if snares 
and foes beset the road1  ,i flee to    
hide me near my ,god4    #aa ,teach me  
to do thy holy will1  ,and lead me to   
thy heavenly hill2  ,let the good       
,spirit of thy love  ,conduct me to thy 
courts above4    #ab ,then shall my soul
 no more complain1  ,the tempter then   
shall rage in vain2  ,and flesh that was
 my foe before1  ,shall never vex my    
spirit more4      ,psalm #add3a4 #a #b4 
,first ,part4  ,assistance and victory  
in the spiritual warfare4    #a ,for    
ever blessed be the ,lord1  ,my ,saviour
 and my shield2  ,he sends his ,spirit  

with his word  ,to arm me for the field4
    #b ,when sin and hell their force   
unite1  ,he makes my soul his care1     
,instructs me to the heavenly fight1    
,and guards me thro' the war4    #c ,a  
friend and helper so divine  ,doth my   
weak courage raise2  ,he makes the      
glorious victory mine1  ,and his shall  
be the praise4      ,psalm #add3b4 #c #d
 #e #f4 ,second ,part4  ,the vanity of  
man1 and condescension of ,god4    #a   
,lord1 what is man1 poor feeble man1    
,born of the earth at first6  ,his life 
a shadow1 light and vain1  ,still       
hasting to the dust4    #b ,o what is   
feeble dying man  ,or any of his race1  
,that ,god should make it his concern   
,to visit him with grace6    #c ,that   
,god who darts his lightnings down1     
,who shakes the worlds above1  ,and     
mountains tremble at his frown1  ,how   
wondrous is his love4      ,psalm       
#add3c4 #ab-ae4 ,third ,part4  ,grace   
above riches2 or1 ,the happy nation4    
#a ,happy the city1 where their sons    

,like pillars round a palace set1  ,and 
daughters bright as polish'd stones     
,give strength and beauty to the state4 
#b ,happy the country1 where the sheep1 
,cattle1 and corn1 have large increase2 
,where men securely work or sleep1  ,nor
 sons of plunder break the peace4    #c 
,happy the nation thus endow'd1  ,but   
more divinely blest are those  ,on whom 
the all-sufficient ,god  ,himself with  
all his grace bestows4      ,psalm      
#ade3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,the greatness of ,god4
    #a ,my ,god1 my ,king1 thy various  
praise  ,shall fill the remnant of my   
days2  ,thy grace employ my humble      
tongue  ,till death and glory raise the 
song4    #b ,the wings of every hour    
shall bear  ,some thankful tribute to   
thine ear2  ,and every setting sun shall
 see  ,new works of duty done for thee4 
#c ,thy truth and justice ,i'll         
proclaim2  ,thy bounty flows1 an endless
 stream1  ,thy mercy swift1 thine anger 
slow1  ,but dreadful to the stubborn    
foe4    #d ,thy works with sovereign    

glory shine1  ,and speak thy majesty    
divine2  ,let ,britain round her shores 
proclaim  ,the sound and honour of thy  
,name4    #e ,let distant times and     
nations raise  ,the long succession of  
thy praise2  ,and unborn ages make my   
song  ,the joy and labour of their      
tongue4    #f ,but who can speak thy    
wondrous deeds8  ,thy greatness all our 
thoughts exceeds6  ,vast and            
unsearchable thy ways6  ,vast and       
immortal be thy praise6      ,psalm     
#ade3b4 #a-g #aa-ac4 ,first ,part4  ,the
 greatness of ,god4    #a ,long as ,i   
live ,i'll bless thy ,name1  ,my ,king1 
my ,god of love2  ,my work and joy shall
 be the same  ,in the bright world      
above4    #b ,great is the ,lord1 his   
power unknown1  ,and let his praise be  
great3  ,i'll sing the honours of thy   
throne1  ,thy works of grace repeat4    
#c ,thy grace shall dwell upon my       
tongue2  ,and while my lips rejoice1    
,the men that hear my sacred song       
,shall join their cheerful voice4    #d 

,fathers to ,sons shall teach thy ,name1
  ,and children learn thy ways2  ,ages  
to come thy truth proclaim1  ,and       
nations sound thy praise4    #e ,thy    
glorious deeds of ancient date  ,shall  
thro' the world be known2  ,thine arm of
 power1 thy heavenly state1  ,with      
public splendor shown4    #f ,the world 
is manag'd by thy hands1  ,thy saints   
are rul'd by love2  ,and thine eternal  
kingdom stands1  ,tho' rocks and hills  
remove4      ,psalm #ade3c4 #g c4       
,second ,part4  ,the goodness of ,god4  
#a ,sweet is the memory of thy grace1   
,my ,god1 my heavenly king2  ,let age to
 age thy righteousness  ,in sounds of   
glory sing4    #b ,god reigns on high1  
but not confines  ,his goodness to the  
skies2  ,thro' the whole earth his      
bounty shines1  ,and every want         
supplies4    #c ,with longing eyes thy  
creatures wait  ,on thee for daily food1
  ,thy liberal hand provides their meat 
,and fills their mouths with good4    #d
 ,how kind are thy compassions1 ,lord6  

,how slow thine anger moves6  ,but soon 
he sends his pardoning word  ,to cheer  
the souls he loves4    #e ,creatures1   
with all their endless race1  ,thy power
 and praise proclaim2  ,but saints that 
taste thy richer grace  ,delight to     
bless thy ,name4      ,psalm #ade3d4 #ad
 #ag c4 ,third ,part4  ,mercy to        
sufferers2 or1 ,god hearing prayer4     
#a ,let every tongue thy goodness speak1
  ,thou sovereign ,lord of all2  ,thy   
strengthening hands uphold the weak1    
,and raise the poor that fall4    #b    
,when sorrow bows the spirit down1  ,or 
virtue lies distrest  ,beneath some     
proud oppressor's frown1  ,thou giv'st  
the mourners rest4    #c ,the ,lord     
supports our tottering days1  ,and      
guides our giddy youth2  ,holy and just 
are all his ways1  ,and all his words   
are truth4    #d ,he knows the pains his
 servants feel1  ,he hears his children 
cry1  ,and their best wishes to fulfil  
,his grace is ever nigh4    #e ,his     
mercy never shall remove  ,from men of  

heart sincere2  ,he saves the souls     
whose humble love  ,is join'd with holy 
fear4    #f ,his stubborn foes his sword
 shall slay1  ,and pierce their hearts  
with pain2  ,but none that serve the    
,lord shall say1  ,they sought his aid  
in vain4    #g ,my lips shall dwell upon
 his praise1  ,and spread his fame      
abroad2  ,let all the sons of ,adam     
raise  ,the honours of their ,god4      
,psalm #adf3a4 ,l4 ,m4  ,praise to ,god 
for his goodness and truth4    #a       
,praise ye the ,lord1 my heart shall    
join  ,in work so pleasant1 so divine1  
,now1 while the flesh is mine abode1    
,and when my soul ascends to ,god4    #b
 ,praise shall employ my noblest powers1
  ,while immortality endures2  ,my days 
of praise shall ne'er be past1  ,while  
life and thought and being last4    #c  
,why should ,i make a man my trust8     
,princes must die and turn to dust2     
,their breath departs1 their pomp and   
power  ,and thoughts1 all vanish in an  
hour4    #d ,happy the man whose hopes  

rely  ,on ,israel's ,god3 he made the   
sky1  ,and earth and seas with all their
 train1  ,and none shall find his       
promise vain4    #e ,his truth for ever 
stands secure2  ,he saves th' opprest1  
he feeds the poor2  ,he sends the       
labouring conscience peace1  ,and grants
 the prisoner sweet release4    #f ,the 
,lord hath eyes to give the blind2  ,the
 ,lord supports the sinking mind2  ,he  
helps the stranger in distress1  ,the   
widow and the fatherless4    #g ,he     
loves his saints1 he knows them well1   
,but turns the wicked down to hell3     
,thy ,god1 ,o ,zion1 ever reigns2       
,praise him in everlasting strains4     
,psalm #adf3b4 ,as the #aacth ,psalm4   
,praise to ,god for his goodness and    
truth4    #a ,i'll praise my ,maker with
 my breath2  ,and when my voice is lost 
in death  ,praise shall employ my nobler
 powers3  ,my days of praise shall ne'er
 he past  ,while life and thought and   
being last1  ,or immortality endures4   
#b ,why should ,i make a man my trust8  

,princes must die and turn to dust2     
,vain is the help of flesh and blood3   
,their breath departs1 their pomp and   
power1  ,and thoughts all vanish in an  
hour1  ,nor can they make their promise 
good4    #c ,happy the man whose hopes  
rely  ,on ,israel's ,god3 he made the   
sky1  ,and earth and seas with all their
 train2  ,his truth for ever stands     
secure2  ,he saves th' opprest1 he feeds
 the poor1  ,and none shall find his    
promise vain4    #d ,the ,lord hath eyes
 to give the blind2  ,the ,lord supports
 the sinking mind2  ,he sends the       
labouring conscience peace3  ,he helps  
the stranger in distress1  ,the widow   
and the fatherless1  ,and grants the    
prisoner sweet release4    #e ,he loves 
his saints2 he knows them well1  ,but   
turns the wicked down to hell2  ,thy    
,god1 ,o ,zion1 ever reigns3  ,let every
 tongue1 let every age1  ,in this       
exalted work engage2  ,praise him in    
everlasting strains4    #f ,i'll praise 
him while he lends me breath1  ,and when

 my voice is lost in death  ,praise     
shall employ my nobler powers3  ,my days
 of praise shall ne'er be past  ,while  
life and thought and being last1  ,or   
immortality endures4      ,psalm #adg3a4
 ,first ,part4  ,the divine nature1     
providence and grace4    #a ,praise ye  
the ,lord2 'tis good to raise  ,our     
hearts and voices in his praise2  ,his  
nature and his works invite  ,to make   
this duty our delight4    #b ,the ,lord 
builds up ,jerusalem1  ,and gathers     
nations to his ,name3  ,his mercy melts 
the stubborn soul1  ,and makes the      
broken spirit whole4    #c ,he form'd   
the stars1 those heavenly flames1  ,he  
counts their numbers1 calls their names3
  ,his wisdom's vast1 and knows no      
bound1  ,a deep where all our thoughts  
are drown'd4    #d ,great is our ,lord1 
and great his might2  ,and all his      
glories infinite3  ,he crowns the meek1 
rewards the just1  ,and treads the      
wicked to the dust4    ,,pause4    #e   
,sing to the ,lord1 exalt him high1     

,who spreads his cloud all round the    
sky1  ,there he prepares the fruitful   
rain1  ,nor lets the drops descend in   
vain4    #f ,he makes the grass the     
hills adorn1  ,and clothes the smiling  
fields with corn1  ,the beasts with food
 his hands supply1  ,and the young      
ravens when they cry4    #g ,what is the
 creature's skill or force1  ,the       
sprightly man1 the warlike horse1  ,the 
nimble wit1 the active limb8  ,all are  
too mean delights for him4    #h ,but   
saints are lovely in his sight2  ,he    
views his children with delight3  ,he   
sees their hope1 he knows their fear1   
,and looks and loves his image there4   
,psalm #adg3b4 ,second ,part4  ,summer  
and winter4    ,a song for ,great       
,britain4    #a ,o ,britain1 praise thy 
mighty ,god1  ,and make his honours     
known abroad1  ,he bid the ocean round  
thee flow2  ,not bars of brass could    
guard thee so4    #b ,thy children are  
secure and blest2  ,thy shores have     
peace1 thy cities rest2  ,he feeds thy  

sons with finest wheat1  ,and adds his  
blessing to their meat4    #c ,thy      
changing season he ordains1  ,thine     
early and thy later rains3  ,his flakes 
of snow like wool he sends1  ,and thus  
the springing corn defends4    #d ,with 
hoary frost he strews the ground2  ,his 
hail descends with clattering sound3    
,where is the man so vainly bold  ,that 
dares defy his dreadful cold8    #e ,he 
bids the southern breezes blow1  ,the   
ice dissolves1 the waters flow2  ,but he
 hath nobler works and ways  ,to call   
the ,britons to his praise4    #f ,to   
all the ,isle his laws are shown1  ,his 
gospel thro' the nation known2  ,he hath
 not thus reveal'd his word  ,to every  
land3 ,praise ye the ,lord4      ,psalm 
#adg3c4 #g-i #ac-ah4 ,c4 ,m4  ,the      
seasons of the year4    #a ,with songs  
and honours sounding loud  ,address the 
,lord on high2  ,over the heavens he    
spreads his cloud1  ,and waters veil the
 sky4    #b ,he sends his showers of    
blessing down  ,to cheer the plains     

below2  ,he makes the grass the         
mountains crown1  ,and corn in vallies  
grow4    #c ,he gives the grazing ox his
 meat1  ,he hears the ravens cry2  ,but 
man1 who tastes his finest wheat1       
,should raise his honours high4    #d   
,his steady counsels change the face    
,of the declining year2  ,he bids the   
sun cut short his race1  ,and wintry    
days appear4    #e ,his hoary frost1 his
 fleecy snow  ,descend and clothe the   
ground2  ,the liquid streams forbear to 
flow1  ,in icy fetters bound4    #f     
,when from his dreadful stores on high  
,he pours the rattling hail1  ,the      
wretch that dares this ,god defy  ,shall
 find his courage fail4    #g ,he sends 
his word and melts the snow1  ,the      
fields no longer mourn2  ,he calls the  
warmer gales to blow1  ,and bids the    
spring return4    #h ,the changing wind1
 the flying cloud1  ,obey his mighty    
word3  ,with songs and honours sounding 
loud1  ,praise ye the sovereign ,lord4  
,psalm #adh3a4 ,p4 ,m4  ,praise to ,god 

from all creatures4    #a ,ye tribes of 
,adam1 join  ,with heaven1 and earth1   
and seas1  ,and offer notes divine  ,to 
your ,creator's praise3  ,ye holy throng
  ,of angels bright1  ,in worlds of     
light1  ,begin the song4    #b ,thou sun
 with dazzling rays1  ,and moon that    
rules the night1  ,shine to your        
,maker's praise1  ,with stars of        
twinkling light3  ,his power declare1   
,ye floods on high1  ,and clouds that   
fly  ,in empty air4    #c ,the shining  
worlds above  ,in glorious order stand1 
,or in swift courses move  ,by his      
supreme command3  ,he spake the word1   
,and all their frame  ,from nothing came
  ,to praise the ,lord4    #d ,he mov'd 
their mighty wheels  ,in unknown ages   
past1  ,and each his word fulfils       
,while time and nature last3  ,in       
different ways  ,his works proclaim     
,his wondrous ,name1  ,and speak his    
praise4    ,,pause4    #e ,let all the  
earth-born race1  ,and monsters of the  
deep1  ,the fish that cleave the seas1  

,or in their bosom sleep1  ,from sea and
 shore  ,their tribute pay1  ,and still 
display  ,their ,maker's power4    #f   
,ye vapours1 hail1 and snow1  ,praise ye
 ,th' almighty ,lord1  ,and stormy winds
 that blow  ,to execute his word3  ,when
 lightnings shine1  ,or thunders roar1  
,let earth adore  ,his hand divine4     
#g ,ye mountains near the skies1  ,with 
lofty cedars there1  ,and trees of      
humbler size1  ,that fruit in plenty    
bear2  ,beasts wild and tame1  ,birds1  
flies1 and worms1  ,in various forms    
,exalt his ,name4    #h ,ye kings and   
judges1 fear  ,the ,lord1 the sovereign 
,king2  ,and while you rule us here1    
,his heavenly honours sing3  ,nor let   
the dream  ,of power and state  ,make   
you forget  ,his power supreme4    #i   
,virgins1 and youths1 engage  ,to sound 
his praise divine1  ,while infancy and  
age  ,their feebler voices join3  ,wide 
as he reigns  ,his ,name be sung  ,by   
every tongue  ,in endless strains4      
#aj ,let all the nations fear  ,the ,god

 that rules above2  ,he brings his      
people near1  ,and makes them taste his 
love3  ,while earth and sky  ,attempt   
his praise1  ,his saints shall raise    
,his honours high4      ,psalm #adh3b4  
,paraphrased4 ,l4 ,m4  ,universal praise
 to ,god4    #a ,loud hallelujahs to the
 ,lord1  ,from distant worlds where     
creatures dwell3  ,let heaven begin the 
solemn word1  ,and sound it dreadful    
down to hell4    ,note4 ,this psalm may 
be sung to the tune of the old #aabth or
  #abgth ,psalm1 if these two lines be  
added to every stanza1 viz4    ,each of 
his works his ,name displays1  ,but they
 can ne'er fulfil the praise4           
,otherwise it must be sung to the usual 
tunes of the ,long ,metre4    #b ,the   
,lord6 how absolute he reigns6  ,let    
every angel bend the knee2  ,sing of his
 love in heavenly strains1  ,and speak  
how fierce his terrors be4    #c ,high  
on a throne his glories dwell1  ,an     
awful throne of shining bliss3  ,fly    
thro' the world1 ,o sun1 and tell  ,how 

dark thy beams compar'd to his4    #d   
,awake1 ye tempests1 and his fame  ,in  
sounds of dreadful praise declare2  ,and
 the sweet whisper of his ,name  ,fill  
every gentler breeze of air4    #e ,let 
clouds1 and winds1 and waves agree  ,to 
join their praise with blazing fire2    
,let the firm earth1 and rolling sea1   
,in this eternal song conspire4    #f   
,ye flowery plains1 proclaim his skill2 
,vallies1 lie low before his eye2  ,and 
let his praise from every hill  ,rise   
tuneful to the neighbouring sky4    #g  
,ye stubborn oaks1 and stately pines1   
,bend your high branches and adore3     
,praise him1 ye beasts1 in different    
strains2  ,the lamb must bleat1 the lion
 roar4    #h ,birds1 ye must make his   
praise your theme1  ,nature demands a   
song from you2  ,while the dumb fish    
that cut the stream  ,leap up1 and mean 
his praises too4    #i ,mortals1 can you
 refrain your tongue1  ,when nature all 
around you sings8  ,o for a shout from  
old and young1  ,from humble swains1 and

 lofty kings6    #aj ,wide as his vast  
dominion lies  ,make the ,creator's name
 be known2  ,loud as his thunder shout  
his praise1  ,and sound it lofty as his 
throne4    #aa ,jehovah6 'tis a glorious
 word1  ,o may it dwell on every tongue6
  ,but saints who best have known the   
,lord  ,are bound to raise the noblest  
song4    #ab ,speak of the wonders of   
that love  ,which ,gabriel plays on     
every chord3  ,from all below and all   
above1  ,loud hallelujahs to the ,lord6 
,psalm #adh3c4 ,s4 ,m4  ,universal      
praise4    #a ,let every creature join  
,to praise th' eternal ,god2  ,ye       
heavenly hosts1 the song begin1  ,and   
sound his ,name abroad4    #b ,thou sun 
with golden beams1  ,and moon with paler
 rays2  ,ye starry lights1 ye twinkling 
flames1  ,shine to your ,maker's praise4
    #c ,he built those worlds above1    
,and fix'd their wondrous frame2  ,by   
his command they stand or move1  ,and   
ever speak his ,name4    #d ,ye vapours1
 when ye rise1  ,or fall in showers1 or 

snow1  ,ye thunders1 murmuring round the
 skies1  ,his power and glory show4     
#e ,wind1 hail1 and flashing fire1      
,agree to praise the ,lord1  ,when ye in
 dreadful storms conspire  ,to execute  
his word4    #f ,by all his works above 
,his honours be exprest2  ,but saints   
that taste his saving love  ,should sing
 his praises best4    ,,pause ,i4    #g 
,let earth and ocean know  ,they owe    
their ,maker praise2  ,praise him1 ye   
watery worlds below1  ,and monsters of  
the seas4    #h ,from mountains near the
 sky  ,let his high praise resound1     
,from humble shrubs and cedars high1    
,and vales and fields around4    #i ,ye 
lions of the wood1  ,and tamer beasts   
that graze1  ,ye live upon his daily    
food1  ,and he expects your praise4     
#aj ,ye birds of lofty wing1  ,on high  
his praises bear2  ,or sit on flowery   
boughs1 and sing  ,your ,maker's glory  
there4    #aa ,ye creeping ants and     
worms1  ,his various wisdom show1  ,and 
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,praise him that drest you so4    #ab   
,by all the earth-born race  ,his       
honours be exprest2  ,but saints that   
know his heavenly grace  ,should learn  
to praise him best4    ,,pause ,,ii4    
#ac ,monarchs of wide command1  ,praise 
ye th' eternal ,king2  ,judges1 adore   
that sovereign hand  ,whence all your   
honours spring4    #ad ,let vigorous    
youth engage  ,to sound his praises     
high2  ,while growing babes1 and        
withering age1  ,their feebler voices   
try4    #ae ,united zeal be shown1  ,his
 wondrous fame to raise2  ,god is the   
,lord3 his name alone  ,deserves our    
endless praise4    #af ,let nature join 
with art1  ,and all pronounce him blest2
  ,but saints that dwell so near his    
heart1  ,should sing his praises best4  
,psalm #adi4  ,praise ,god1 all his     
saints2 or1  ,the saints judging the    
world4    #a ,all ye that love the      
,lord1 rejoice1  ,and let your songs be 
new2  ,amidst the church with cheerful  
voice  ,his later wonders shew4    #b   

,the ,jews1 the people of his grace1    
,shall their ,redeemer sing2  ,and      
,gentile nations join the praise1       
,while ,zion owns her ,king4    #c ,the 
,lord takes pleasure in the just1  ,whom
 sinners treat with scorn2  ,the meek   
that lie despis'd in dust  ,salvation   
shall adorn4    #d ,saints should be    
joyful in their ,king1  ,ev'n on a dying
 bed2  ,and like the souls in glory     
sing1  ,for ,god shall raise the dead4  
#e ,then his high praise shall fill     
their tongues1  ,their hands shall wield
 the sword2  ,and vengeance shall attend
 their songs1  ,the vengeance of the    
,lord4    #f ,when ,christ his          
judgment-seat ascends1  ,and bids the   
world appear1  ,thrones are prepar'd for
 all his friends1  ,who humbly lov'd him
 here4    #g ,then shall they rule with 
iron rod  ,nations that dar'd rebel2    
,and join the sentence of their ,god    
,on tyrants doom'd to hell4    #h ,the  
royal sinners bound in chains  ,new     
triumphs shall afford2  ,such honour for

 the saints remains3  ,praise ye1 and   
love the ,lord4      ,psalm #aej4 #a #b 
#f4    ,a song of praise4    #a ,in     
,god's own house pronounce his praise1  
,his grace he there reveals2  ,to heaven
 your joy and wonder raise1  ,for there 
his glory dwells4    #b ,let all your   
sacred passions move1  ,while you       
rehearse his deeds2  ,but the great work
 of saving love  ,your highest praise   
exceeds4    #c ,all that have motion1   
life1 and breath1  ,proclaim your ,maker
 blest2  ,yet when my voice expires in  
death1  ,my soul shall praise him best4 
,doxology4    ,the ,christian ,doxology4
      ,long ,metre4    ,to ,god the     
,father1 ,god the ,son1  ,and ,god the  
,spirit1 ,three in ,one1  ,be honour1   
praise1 and glory given1  ,by all on    
earth1 and all in heaven4      ,common  
,metre4    ,let ,god the ,father1 and   
the ,son1  ,and ,spirit be ador'd1      
,where there are works to make him      
known1  ,or saints to love the ,lord4   
,common ,metre4    ,where the tune      

includes two stanzas4    #a ,the ,god of
 mercy be ador'd1  ,who calls our souls 
from death1  ,who saves by his redeeming
 word1  ,and new-creating breath4    #b 
,to praise the ,father and the ,son     
,and ,spirit all divine1  ,the ,one in  
,three1 and ,three in ,one1  ,let saints
 and angels join4      ,short ,metre4   
,ye angels round the throne1  ,and      
saints that dwell below1  ,worship the  
,father1 love the ,son1  ,and bless the 
,spirit too4      ,as the #aacth ,psalm4
    ,now to the great and sacred ,three1
  ,the ,father1 ,son1 and ,spirit be    
,eternal praise and glory given1  ,thro'
 all the worlds where ,god is known1    
,by all the angels near the throne1     
,and all the saints in earth and heaven4
      ,as the #adhth ,psalm4    ,to ,god
 the ,father's throne  ,perpetual       
honours raise1  ,glory to ,god the ,son1
  ,to ,god the ,spirit praise3  ,with   
all our powers1  ,eternal ,king1  ,thy  
,name we sing1  ,while faith adores4