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LXXVIII. CAMBRIDGE NEW.

LET children hear the mighty deeds
Which God perform'd of old,

Which in our younger years we saw,
And which our fathers told.

He bids us make his glories known,
His works of power and grace;
And we'll convey his wonders down
Through every rising race.

Our lips shall tell them to our sons,
And they again to theirs,
That generations yet unborn

May teach them to their heirs.

Thus shall they learn on God alone
Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practice his commands.

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O LORD, how long shall heathens hold
The heritage that once was thine?
How long shall they invade thy fold?
How long pollute thy holy shrine?
Behold the violence, the scorn,
And all the wrongs thy people bear :
Opprest, insulted, and forlorn,
Shall they no more thy favor share?
O let their sins be wash'd away,
For thy compassion, Lord, is great;
For thy name's sake, forbear to slay,
And lift them from their low estate.
Let Israel's captive sons be free,
Restore them, and remove thy rod;
That all the earth thy hand may see,
And, wond'ring, own thee for their God.

C. M.

L. M.

LXXX.

ST. BENE'T.

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GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell,
And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,
Safe through the desert and the deep:
Thy church is in the desert now;
Shine from on high, and guide us through:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.
Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey,
How long shall we lament and pray,
And wait in vain thy kind return?
How long shall thy fierce anger burn?
Instead of wine and cheerful bread,
Thy saints with their own tears are fed;
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.

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O THAT my people wisely would
My just commandments heed,
And Israel in my righteous ways
With pious care proceed!

Then should my heavy judgments fall
On all that them oppose,
And my avenging hand be turn'd
Against their num'rous foes.

Their enemies and mine should all
Before my footstool bend;
But as for them, their happy state
Should never know an end.

All parts with plenty should abound;
With finest wheat their field;

The barren rocks, to please their taste,
Should richest honey yield.

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THE Lord among the mighty stands,
Where his impartial eye
Surveys the deeds of earthly powers,
And will their judgments try.

O never then unjustly judge,
Nor for the wicked plead!
Defend the orphan and the poor,
And succour those in need.

Save from his foes the helpless man,
When sunk in deep distress;
And let him not become a prey
To such as would oppress.

Arise, O God, and judge the earth;
Thy righteousness display;
The world is thine inheritance,
And man shall own thy sway.

LXXXIII.

ST. STEPHEN'S.

HOLD not thy peace, O Lord our God,
Nor longer silent be;

For they lift up their head on high
Who hatred bear to thee.

Against thy faithful people, Lord,

They form the dark design;
And to destroy thy chosen flock
In guilty league combine.

Like stubble scatter'd by the storm,
Like wood amidst the flame,
Shall they be with thy judgments vex'd,
That they may seek thy name

So shall the wond'ring world confess
That thou art God alone;

That highest over all the earth
Exalted is thy throne

C. M.

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O GOD of hosts, the mighty Lord,

How lovely is the place,

Where thou, enthron'd in glory, shew'st
The brightness of thy face.

Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee
Their sure protection made;
Who long to tread the sacred ways
That to thy dwelling lead!

Who pass through Baca's thirsty vale,
Yet no refreshment want;

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Their pools are fill'd with rain, which thou
At their request dost grant.

Thus they proceed from strength to strength,
And still approach more near,

Till all on Sion's holy mount

Before their God appear.

LXXXV.

PORTUGAL.

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LORD, thou hast call'd thy grace to mind,
Thou hast revers'd our heavy doom:
So God forgave when Israel sinn'd,

And brought his wand'ring captives home.

Thou hast begun to set us free,

And made thy fiercest wrath abate;
Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee,
And thy salvation be complete.

Revive our dying graces, Lord,
And let thy saints in thee rejoice;
Make known thy trnth, fulfil thy word,
We wait for praise to tune our voice.

We wait to hear what God will say;
He'll speak, and give his people peace:
But let them run no more astray,
Lest his returning wrath increase.

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TEACH me thy way, O Lord, and I
From truth shall ne'er depart;
In rev'rence to thy sacred name
Devoutly fix my heart.

Thy boundless mercy shewn to me
Transcends my power to tell;
For thou hast oft redeem'd my soul
From lowest depths of hell.

Thou, Lord, thy constant goodness didst
To my assistance bring;

Of patience, mercy, and of truth,
Thou everlasting spring!

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O bounteous Lord, thy grace and strength
To me, thy servant, shew;

Thy kind protection, Lord, on me,
Thine handmaid's son, bestow.

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GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
Sion, city of our God!

He whose word cannot be broken,
Form'd thee for his own abode :
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.

Lord, if thou in Sion's city

Wilt record our worthless name,
Let the world deride or pity,

We may well endure the shame:
Here the springs of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Flow to cheer thy sons and daughters,
And all dread of want remove.

P. M.

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