The darkness and the light

Still keep their courfe the fame;
d night to day, and day to night

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every

different land

Their general voice is known; They fhew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne.

4 Ye British ifles rejoice;
Here he reveals his word;

We are not left to nature's voice
To bid us know the Lord.

5

His ftatutes and commands

Are fet before our eyes;

He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our falvation lies.

6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,

His promifes for ever fure,
And his rewards are great.

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4 There fhall we fee his face,

And never, never, fin;

There from the rivers of his

Drink endless pleasures in.

5 Yes, and before we go

To that immortal state,

grace

The thought of what we are to know
Should conftant joy create.

6 The fons of God have found
Glory begun below;

Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From faith and hope may grow.

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Then let our forrows ceafe,

And every tear be dry;

We are travelling thro' the paths of peace

To fairer worlds on high.

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PSALM V.

Works and word of God.

BEHOLD! the lofty sky

Declares its builder God,

And all the starry worlds on high
Proclaim his power abroad.

2 The darkness and the light

Still keep their courfe the fame; And night to day, and day to night Repeat their maker's name.

3 In every different land

Their general voice is known; They fhew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne.

4 Ye British ifles rejoice;

Here he reveals his word;

We are not left to nature's voice
To bid us know the Lord.

5 His ftatutes and commands
Are fet before our eyes;
He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our falvation lies.

6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,

His promifes for ever fure,
And his rewards are great.

W.

PSALM VI.

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PSALM VI.

Excellency of the gospel.

BEHOLD the morning fun.

Begin his glorious way;

His beams thro' all the nations run,
And life and light convey.

2 But where the gospel comes
It spreads diviner light;

It calls dead finners from their tombs,
And gives the blind their fight.

3 How perfect is thy word,
And all thy judgments juft!
For ever sure thy promife, Lord,
And men fecurely trust.

4 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions given!

Oh may I never read in vain,
But keep the path to heaven!

5 While with my heart and tongue
I worship in thy fear;

The grateful tho' imperfect fong

My God and Father hear.

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PSALM VII.

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PSALM VII.

God our Shepherd.

THE Lord our shepherd is, We shall be well supply'd; Since he is ours and we are his, What can we wifh befide?

He leads us to the place

Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full falvation flows.

Tho' from his fold we ftray,
He doth our steps restore,

And guides us in his own fafe way

That we may err no more.

4 While he affords his aid

We will not yield to fear;

Tho' we should walk thro' death's dark shade,
Our fhepherd's with us there.

5 He guards us from our foes;
His hand our table spreads;
Our cup with bleffings overflows;
And joy exalts our heads.