11 But GOD (his Name be ever bleft)
Hath fet my Spirit free,

Nor turn'd from Him my poor Request,
Nor turn'd his Heart from me.

PSALM LXVII.

Metre i.

O blefs thy chofen Race,
In Mercy, LORD, incline;

And cause the Brightness of thy Face
On all thy Saints to shine.

That fo thy wondrous Ways
May through the World be known;
While diftant Lands their Tribute pay,

And thy Salvation own.

3

Let diffring Nations join

4

To celebrate thy Fame;

Let all the World, O LORD, combine

To praife thy glorious Name.

O let them fhout and fing,

Diffolv'd in holy Mirth;

For THOU, the Righteous JUDGE and KING,

Shalt govern all the Earth.

To celebrate thy Fame;

Let all the World, O LORD, combine
To praise thy glorious Name.

6 Then fhall the teeming Ground

A large Increase difclofe;

And we with Plenty fhall be crown'd,
Which GOD, our GOD, bestows.

7

Then GOD upon our Land

Shall conftant Bleffings fhow'r;

And all the World in Awe shall stand

Of his resistless Pow'r.

PSALM LXVII.

Metre ii.

HINE, mighty GoD, on Britain shine
of heav'nly Grace:

Reveal thy Pow'r through all our Coafts,
And fhew thy fmiling Face.

2 When fhall thy Name, from Shore to Shore, Sound all the Earth abroad;

And diftant Nations know and love
Their SAVIOUR and their GOD?

3 Sing to the LORD, ye diftant Lands,
Sing loud with folemn Voice;
While all our Tongues exalt his Praise,
And all our Hearts rejoice.

4 He, the great LORD, the fov'reign JUDGE, Who fits enthron'd above,

Wifely commands the Worlds He made
In Justice and in Love.

5 Earth fhall obey her MAKER'S Will,
And yield a full Increafe;

Our GoD will crown his chofen Ifle
With Fruitfulness and Peace.

6 GOD the REDEEMER scatters round
His choiceft Favours here;
While the Creation's utmost Bound
Shall fee, adore, and fear.

PSALM LXVII.

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Metre iii.

AY GOD his fav'ring Ear incline, And bid his Face on Ifrael fhine; That All, thy Counfels, LORD, may know Where Earth extends, or Oceans flow.

2 To THEE, of Life th' eternal Spring, Invifible, All-potent KING,

3

One Chorus let all Nations raife,
One Shout of univerfal Praise.

Exult each Tribe, exult each Land;
Heav'n's mighty LORD, with equal Hand,
The Balance holds, and Earth's Domain
Shall own to latest Age his Reign.

4 Warm'd by his genial Suns, the Field
With full Increafe its Fruits fhall yield;
And GoD, thy GOD, O Sion, fhed
His choiceft Bleffings on thy Head.

5 Great GOD, on us thy Bleffings fhow'r,
Let Man's whole Race revere thy Pow'r,
And, thankful, to their wond'ring Eyes
Behold thy wifh'd Salvation rife.

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ET GOD arife in all his Might,
And put the Troops of Hell to Flight
As Smoke that fought to cloud the Skies
Before the rifing Tempeft flies.

2 He comes array'd in burning Flames;
Juftice and Vengeance are his Names:
Behold his fainting Foes expire
Like melting Wax before the Fire.

3 He rides and thunders through the Sky;
His Name JEHOVAH founds on high:
Sing to his Name, ye Sons of Grace;
Ye Saints rejoice before his Face.

4

5

The Widow and the Fatherless
Fly to his Aid in fharp Diftrefs:
In Him the Poor and Helpless find
A JUDGE that's juft, a FATHER kind.

He breaks the Captive's heavy Chain,
And Pris'ners fee the Light again;
But Rebels that difpute his Will,

Shall dwell in Chains and Darkness ftill.

PART II.

6 KINGDOMS and Thrones to God belong;
Crown Him, ye Nations, in your Song:
His wondrous Names and Pow'rs rehearse;
His Honours fhall enrich your Verse.

7 He shakes the Heav'ns with loud Alarms;
How terrible is GOD in Arms!

In Ifrael are his Mercies known,
Sion is his peculiar Throne.

8 Proclaim Him King, pronounce Him bleft,
He's your DEFENCE, your Joy, your REST:
When Terrors rife and Nations faint,
GOD is the Strength of ev'ry Saint.

9 LORD, when Thou didst afcend on high,
Ten Thoufand Angels fill'd the Sky:
Thofe heav'nly Guards around Thee wait,
Like Chariots that attend thy State.

10 Not Sinai's Mountain could appear

More glorious, when the LORD was there;
While He pronounc'd his dreadful LAW,
And ftruck the chofen Tribes with Awe.

11 How bright the Triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious Pow'rs of Hell,
That Thousand Souls had Captive made,
Were all in Chains like Captives led.

12 Rais'd by his FATHER to the Throne,
He fent the promis'd SPIRIT down,
With Gifts and Grace for rebel Men,
That GOD might dwell on Earth again.

13 WE blefs the LORD, the Juft, the Good, Who fills our Hearts with Joy and Food; Who pours his Bleflings from the Skies, And loads our Days with rich Supplies.

14 He fends the Sun his Circuit round,

To cheer the Fruits, to warm the Ground;
He bids the Clouds with plenteous Rain
Refresh the thirsty Earth again.

15 'Tis to his Care we owe our Breath,
And all our near Escapes from Death:
Safety and Health to GOD belong;
He heals the Weak, and guards the Strong.

16 He makes the Saint and Sinner prove
The common Bleffings of his Love;
But the wide Diff'rence that remains
Is endless Joy or endless Pains.