rSALMS. CXXV. 'PSALM. CXXV. (C. M.] The saints' trial and safety. 1 UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill, And firm as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, That lears,O Lord, on thee. 2 Net walls nor hills could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love, That ev'ry saint surround. 3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge To drive them near to God, Eivine compassion does allay The fury of the rod. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of paradise, Where Christ their Lord is gone. a But if we trace those crooked ways That the old serpent drew, The wrath that drove him first to hell, Shall smite his followers too. PSALM. CXXV.. [S. M.) The saints' trial and safety : or, mo- derated afflictions. 1 FIRM and unmov'd are they That rest their souls on God; Firm as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God, and his almighty love, Embrace his saints around. 3 What the' the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope, and love, and ev'ry grace, Proclaim their hearts sincere. p Nor shall the tyrant's rage, Too long oppress the saint; The God of Isr'el will support His children, lest they faint. 6 But if our slavish fear Will chose the road to hell, We must expect our portion there Where bolder sinners dwell. PSALM CXXVI. (L. M.] Surprising deliverance. 1 WHEN God restor'd our captive state, Joy was our song and grace our theme; grace beyond our hopes so great, That joy appear'd'a painted drearp. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand and pays Unwilling honours to thy name Vat. It. CXXVI. CXXVI I. 113 While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears,. 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish sis; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes ourjoys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrow'd field His scatter'd seed withsadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. PSALM CXXVI. [C. M.] The joy of a remarkable conversion; or, melancholy removed. 1 WHEN God reveal'dhis gracious name And chang'd my mournful state, My rapture seem 'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear 'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess; My tongue broke out in unknown strains; And sung surprising grace. 3 " Great is the work" (my neighbours cry'd, And own'd the pow'r divine) " Great isthe work, (my heart reply'd) " And be the glory thine." 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that,sow in sadness, wait 'fill the fair harvest come, [greats They shall confess their sheaves are And shout the blessings home. 6 Tho' seed lie bury'd long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope! The precious grain can ne'er be lost, For grace ensures the crop. PSALM CXXVII. [L. M.] The blessings of God on the business and comforts of life. 1 IF God succeed not, all the cost And pains to buildthe house are lost, If God the city will not keep, The watchful guards as well may steep. 2 What if you rise before'the sun, And work and toil when day is done, Careful and sparing eat your bread, To shun that poverty you dread : 3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest; He can make rich, yet give us rest : Children and friends are blessings too, If God our sov'reign make them M. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends Obedient children, faithful 'friends I How sweet our daily comforts prove, When they aresesson't withhis loves H
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