CXLIV.

NEW SABBATH.

L. M.

BLEST be the Lord, our strength and shield,
Amid the dangers of the field,

Whose power prepares us for the fight,
And arms us with resistless might.
Still, Lord, thy presence interpose,
And save us from our threat'ning foes:
Our efforts bless, our strength increase,
And crown the land with joy and peace.
Then shall the fold its thousands yield,
And oxen till the fruitful field;

No more shall captives mourn their chain,
Nor want nor wretchedness complain.
O happy people! favor'd state!
On whom such ample blessings wait;
Thrice blest, who on the Lord depend,
Their God, their guardian, and their friend.

THE Lord is good; fresh acts of grace
His pity still supplies;

His anger moves with slowest pace,
His willing mercy flies.

His love through earth extends its fame,
By all his works exprest,

C. M.

These shew his praise, while his great name
Is by his servants blest.
Whate'er their various wants require

With open hand he gives;
And so fulfils the just desire

Of ev'ry thing that lives.

My time to come, in praises spent,
Shall still declare his fame :

Let all the earth, with one consent,
Exalt his glorious name.

CXLVI.

ANGELS' SONG.

GOD of my life, through all its days

L. M.

My grateful pow'rs shall sound thy praise;
The song shall wake with op'ning light,
And echo to the silent night.

When anxious cares would break my rest,
And sorrows tear my throbbing breast,
Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high,
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.

And O, when my last conflict's o'er,
And I am chain'd to flesh no more,
With what glad accents shall I rise,
To join the music of the skies!
The cheerful tribute will I give,
Long as a deathless soul can live :
A work so sweet, a theme so high,
Demands a long eternity.

O PRAISE the Lord, Jerusalem;
Thy God, O Sion, praise!
Whose arm alone thy safety brings;

The strength of all thy ways.

Thy children he hath blest in thee,
And giv'n thy borders peace;
His love hath crown'd thy fruitful fields
With harvest's glad increase.

To Jacob he hath fully taught

The doctrines of his word;

And maketh known to Israel's seed

The statutes of the Lord.

He hath not thus to other lands

His power and love made known;
Then let us all, with thankful songs,
Adore his name alone.

C. M.

YE boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's name:
In praise your songs employ
Above the starry frame :
Your voices raise, ye cherubim,
And seraphim, to sing his praise.
Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day;
Ye glitt'ring stars of light,
To him your homage pay :
His praise declare, ye heav'ns above,
And clouds that move in liquid air.

Let them adore the Lord,
And praise his holy name,
By whose almighty word
They all from nothing came:

And all shall last, from changes free;
His firm decree stands ever fast.

O PRAISE ye the Lord;
Prepare your glad voice,
His praise in the great
Assembly to sing :
In God, their Creator,
Let Israel rejoice,
And children of Sion

Be glad in their King.

Let them his great name
Extol and adore,
With loud hallelujahs

His praises express,
Who always takes pleasure
His saints to restore,
And with his salvation
The humble to bless.

P. M.

P. M.

CL.

CREATION.

D. L. M.

O PRAISE the Lord in that blest place
From whence his goodness largely flows;
Praise him in heav'n, where he his face
Unveil'd in perfect glory shews:
Praise him for all the mighty acts
Which he in our behalf hath done;
His kindness this return exacts,

With which our praise should equal run.

To praise, awake each tuneful string,
Harmonious let the concert rise;
And to the solemn organ sing,
That swells your rapture to the skies.
Let all that vital breath enjoy,
The breath he does to them afford,
In just returns of praise employ :
Let ev'ry creature praise the Lord.

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PARAPHRASES.

CAMBRIDGE NEW. C. M.

Psalm cxxxii.

ARISE, O King of grace, arise,

And enter to thy rest!

Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes,
Thus to be own'd and bless'd.

Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house,
And fill thy poor with bread.

Here do thou hold a lasting throne;
And as thy kingdom grows,
Fresh honours shall adorn thy crown,

And shame confound thy foes.