3 The foften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to fpring;
The vallies rich provifion yield,
The grateful labourers fing.
The little hills on every fide

4

5

Rejoice at falling fhowers;

The meadows drefs'd, in all their pride,
Perfume the air with flowers.

The barren clods refresh'd with rain,
Promife a joyful crop ;

The fields with verdure fill'd, again
Revive the reaper's hope.

6 The various months thy goodnefs crowns, How bounteous are thy ways!

The bleating flocks fpread o'er the downs, And fhepherds fhout thy praife.

Plalm LXV. Long Metre.

A New Verfion.

WATTS.

HY praife, O God, in Zion waits;
All fiefh fhall crowd thy facred gates,

To offer facrifice and prayer,

And pay their willing homage there.

2 What though iniquity prevail,
And feeble flefh be prone to fail ;
Yet, Lord, thy grace thou wilt difplay,
And purge each hateful ftain away.
3 Bleft is the man approv'd by thee,
And brought thy holy courts to see !
Goodness, immenfe and unconfin'd,
Shall largely feast his longing mind.
4 Great God, by thy Almighty hand
The everlafting mountains ftand;

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And every form and every flood
Obey thy all commanding nod.

5 Thy lightnings, flashing through the skies,
Fill the wide earth with fad furprise;
But, cheer'd by thy enliv'ning voice,
Rifing and fetting funs rejoice.

6 From thy vaft inexhaufted ftores,
The earth is bleft with kindly fhowers;
And favage wilds and defarts drear
Confefs thee, Father of the year.

The flocks which graze the mountain's brow,
The corn which clothes the plains below,
To every heart new tranfports bring,
And hills and vales rejoice and fing.

Plaim LXVI, First Part.

NOW

JACOB KIMBALL.

Divine Power and Goodness.

C. M. [*]

to the Lord of heaven and earth,
Addrefs a cheerful fopg;

Let gratitude infpire your mirth,
And joy the notes prolong.

2 Come fee the wonders of our God,
How glorious are his ways!
In Mofes hand he puts his rod,
The fea his voice obeys.

3

4

He made the ebbing channel dry,
Whilft Ifrael pafs'd the flood;

The tribes beheld, with wondering eye,
A guardian in their God.

O blefs the Lord, and never cease;
Ye faints fulfil his praife;

He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

g Lord, thou haft prov'd our fuffering fouls,
To make our graces fhine;
So filver bears the burning coals,
The metal to refine.

6 Through wat❜ry deeps, and fiery ways,
We march at thy command;

Led to poffefs the promis'd place,
By thy unerring hand.

WATTS

Pfalm LXVI. Second Part. C. M. [*]

Praife to God for bearing Prayer.

WOW fhall my folemn vows be paid
To that Almighty Power;

NOW

Who heard the long requests I made
In my distressful hour.

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare
To make his mercies known;
Come ye who love my God, and hear
The wonders he hath done.

3 If fin lay cover'd in my heart,

When praise employ'd my tongue, The Lord had fhewn me no regard, Nor I his praises fung.

4 But God, his name be ever bleft, Has fet my spirit free;

He ne'er rejected my request,

Nor turn'd his heart from me.

WATTS.

Pfalm LXVII. Short Metre. [*]

Univerfal Praife.

TO blefs thy chofen race,

то

In mercy, Lord, incline;

And caufe the brightnefs of thy face
On all thy church to thine.

2 That fo thy gracious way

May thro' the world be known; Whilft diftant lands their homage pay, And thy falvation own.

3

Let all the nation, join

To celebrate thy fame;

Let the whole world, O Lord, combine,

To praife thy glorious name.

4 O let them fhout and fing,

In humble, pious mirth;

For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Shalt govern all the earth."

TATE

Palm LXVIII. F.Part. 6 Line L. M. [b]

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The Justice and Compaffion of God.

ET God arife in all his might,
And put his enemies to flight;

'As fmoke that fought to cloud the fkies,
Before the rifing tempeft flies,

Or wax that melts before the fire,
So fhall his fainting foes expire.
2 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong,
Praife him, ye nations, in your fong;
He rides and thunders through the fky,
His name, Jehovah, founds on high;
Sing to his name, ye fons of grace,
Ye faints rejoice before his face.
The widow and the fatherless
Fly to his aid in fharp diftrefs;
In him the poor and helplefs find
A Judge moft juft, a Father kind;
He breaks the captive's galling chain,
And prifoners fee the light again.

3

His wond'rous name and power rehearse,
His honours fhall enrich your verfe;
Proclaim him King, pronounce him bleft,
He's your defence, your joy, your reft;
When terrors rife and nations faint,
God is the ftrength of every faint.

WATTS.

Pfalm LXVIII. ver. 17, 18. S.P. L. M. [*] Compared with Ephef. iv. 8, 9, 10.

The Afcenfion of Chrift, and the Gift of bis Spirit.

LORD, when thou didft afcend on high,

Ten thousand angels fill'd the fky;
Thofe heavenly guards around thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy ftate.
2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious when the Lord was there;
When he proclaim'd his dreadful law,
And ftruck the chofen tribes with awe.
3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious powers of hell,
Which thoufand fouls had captive made,
Were all in chains like captives led.
4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne,
He fent his promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.

WATTS.

Plaim LXVIII. Third Part. L. M. [*]

Praife for Divine Care and Goodness.

WE We fille our

E blefs the Lord, the juft, the good,

Who fills our hearts with joy and food;

Who pours his bleffings from the fkies,
And loads us with his rich fupplies.