3 There the great Monarch of the skies Thrice happy they whofe choice has the TATE and WATTS, with Variation. Pfalm LXXXIV. Hallelujah Metre. [*] The Pleafure of Public Worfbip. ÖRD of the worlds above, My heart afpires, The dwellings of thy love, Within thy gate, Lord I would wait, To fpend one facred day Where God and faints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days befide; Where God reforts, I love it more To keep the door 4 O happy fouls that pray Than fhine in courts, Where God appoints to hear; O happy men that pay Their conftant fervice there! They praise thee ftill, And happy they, Who find the way To Zion's hill. 5 They go from ftrength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length,'" Till each in heaven appears. O glorious feat! When God our King WATTS. Shall thither bring Our willing feet! Pfalm LXXXV. Common Metre. [b] Prayer for Public Deliverance. T Which we have lung implor'd, And for thy wond'rous mercy's fake, 2 Thine anfwer patiently we'll wait, For mercy now with truth is join'd Thofe kind companions absent long, 5 Truth from the earth, like faireft flowers 6 The Lord will on our land bestow 7 Before him righteoufnefs fhall go, MILTON and TATE. Pfalm LXXXV. Long Metre. [*] Salvation by Chrift. ALVATION is forever nigh S4 The fouls who fear and trust the Lord; And grace, defcending from on high, The hope of glory fhall afford. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Chrift the Lord came down from heaven; By his obedience fo complete, Juftice is pleas'd, and peace is given. 3 Now truth and virtue fhall abound, Religion dwell on earth again, And heavenly influence blefs the ground, 4 His righteoufnefs is gone before, 1 Our wandering feet fhall ftray no more, WATTS. Pfalm LXXXVI. Common Metre. [*] (See Hymn LIV.) The Greatness and Goodness of God. AMONG the gods there's none like thee, Lord, alone divine! Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Their long mifguided prayers, and praise 3 All fhall confefs thee great, and great 4 Not only great, but good thou art, And bids the finner live. 5 To my repeated, humble prayer, In trouble, I on thee will call, 6 To me, who daily thee invoke, Refresh thy fervant's foul, whofe hopes TATE and WATTS, with Alteration. Plalm LXXXVII. Long Metre. [*] The Church the Birth-Place of Saints. (On opening a new place of worship.) An earth cftablish his abode? ND will the great eternal God And will he from his radiant throne, 3 5 Our Father's watchful care we blefs, To fill our worshippers with dread. DODDRIDGE, Pfalm LXXXVIII. Ver. 10. L. M. [*] Reanimation. (Adapted to the defign of Humane Societies.) FROM thee, great Lord of life and death, Do we receive our vital breath; And at thy fovereign call, refign 2 Wilt thou fhow wonders to the dead? |