PSALMS. XLVIII. XLIX. 65 e While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honour sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse hispraise with awe profound ; Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound, Upon a thoughtless tongue. 3 In Isr'el stood his ancient throne ; He lov'd that chosen race Eut noá he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. . 6 The British islands are the Lord's ; There Abraham's God is known; While pow'rs and princes, shields and swords, Submit before his throne. PSALM XLVIII. ver. 1 ---8. Part I. The church is the honour and safety of a nation. 1 [GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand ! . The honoursof our native place, And bulwarksof our land.] e I"ts Sion God is known, A refuge in distress ; How bright has his salvation shone Thro' all her palaces! 4 When kings against herjoin'd, And saw the Lord was there, In wild confusion of the mind They fled with hasty fear. 3 When navies, tall and proud, Attempt to spoil os,r peace, He sends his tempests roaring loud, .And sinks them m the seas. 6 Oft have our fathers told, . Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where his own sheep have been. 1 In ev'ry new distress We'll to his house repair; We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. PSALM XLVIII. ver. 10 -14. PART II. The beauty of the church; or, gospel worship and order. 1 FAR as thy name is known, The world .declares thy praise; Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne, 'l'heir.songs of honour raise. 2 With joy,let Judah stand On Sion'sohosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. VOL. lt. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view thine holy ground, And mark the building well. 4 The orders of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise! How glorious to behold! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn'd with gold, 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die, Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. PSALM XLIX. 6 - - -14. Parr II. [C. M.] Pride and death; or, The vanity of life and riches. 1 WHY doth the man of riches grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With ev'ry rising tide ? 2 [Why doth he treatthe poor with scorn, Made of the self-same clay, And boast as tho' his fleshwas born Of better dust than they ?] 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve, Rèdeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Life is a blessing can't be sold, The ransom is too high; Justice will never be brib'd with gold That man maynever die. 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave, Quittheir possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, " My house shall ever stand ; " And thatmy name may long abide, " I'll give it to my land." 9 Vain are histhonghts,his hopes are lost, How soon .his mem'ry dies ! His name is written in the dust Where his own carcase lies. PAUSE. 8 This is the folly of their way ; And yet their sons as vain Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again._ 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, If honour raise them high, Live like the beast, a thoughtless race, And like the beast they die. 10 Laid in the grave likesilly sheep, Death feeds upon them there, Till the last trumpet breaktheir sleep In terror and despair.
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