NOW LET THE PEALING ORGAN BLOW,

TO THE FULL-VOIC'D CHOIR BELOW:

IN SERVICE HIGH AND ANTHEMS CLEAR,

AS MAY, WITH SWEETNESS, THRO' MINE EAR,

DISSOLVE ME INTO EXTACIES,

AND BRING ALL HEAV'N BEFORE MINE EYES.

MILTON.

Entered at Stationers' Hall.

PSALMS.

PSALM 1.

1 HOW blest is he who ne'er consents
By ill advice to walk;

Nor stands in sinner's ways, nor sits
Where men profanely talk.

2 But makes the perfect law of God
His bus'ness and delight;
Devoutly reads therein by day,
And meditates by night.

3 Like some fair tree, which, fed by streams,

With timely fruit does bend,

He still shall flourish, and success

All his designs attend.

4 For God approves the just man's ways, To happiness they tend;

But sinners, and the path they tread,

Shall both in ruin end.

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PSALM 2.

1 ATTEND, O earth, whilst I declare

God's uncontroul'd degree;

"Thou art my son, this day my heir
"Have I begotten thee.

2" Ask and receive thy full demands;
"Thine shall the heathen be ;
"The utmost limits of the land
"Shall be possess'd by thee."

3 Appease the Son with due respect,
Your timely homage pay;
Lest he revenge the bold neglect,
Incens'd by your delay.

4 If but in part his anger rise,

Who can endure the flame?

Then blest are they whose hope relies.
On his most holy name.

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PSALM 4.)

STAND ye in awe of God's commands,

Flee ev'ry thing that's ill;

Commune in private with your hearts,
And bend them to his will.

2 The place of other sacrifice
Let righteousness supply;

And let your hope, securely fix'd,
On God alone rely,

3 While worldly minds impatient grow
More prosp'rous times to see,

Still let the glories of thy face
Shine brightly, Lord, on me.
4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory; as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

PSALM 8.

1 Thou to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world how great art thou!
How glorious is thy name!

2 When heav'n, thy beauteous work on high, Employs my wand'ring sight;

The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light;

3 What's man, (say I,) that, Lord, thou lov'st To keep him in thy mind?

Or what his offspring, that thou proy'st
To them so wond'rous kind?

4 Him next in pow'r thou didst create
To thy celestial train;
Ordain'd with dignity and state
O'er all thy works to reign..

5 They jointly own his pow'rful sway;
The beasts that prey or graze;
The bird that wings its airy way;
The fish that cuts the seas.

60 thou, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

Thro' all the world how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name!

PSALM 8. OLD VERSION.

10 God our Lord, how wonderful Are thy works ev'ry where !

Thy fame surmounts in dignity
The highest heav'ns that are.

2 Ev'n by the mouth of sucking babes
Thou wilt confound thy foes!
For in those babes thy might is seen,
Thy graces they disclose.

3 And when I see the heav'ns above,
The work of thine own hand,

The sun, the moon, and all the stars,
In order as they stand;

4 Lord, what is man, that thou of him Tak'st such abundant care!

Or what the Son of Man, whom thou
To visit dost not spare!

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PSALM 9.

1 To celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
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I will my heart prepare;

To all the list'ning world thy works,
Thy wond'rous works, declare.

3 The thought of them shall to my soul Exalted pleasure bring;

Whilst to thy name, O thou most high, Triumphant praise I sing.