Psalm 148. P. M. YE Verse 1 to 6. E boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's fame, His praise your song employ Above the starry frame; Your voices raise Ye cherubim, And seraphim, To sing his praise. Thou moon, that rul'st the night, Ye heav'ns above, And clouds that move In liquid air. Let them adore the Lord, And praise his holy name, From changes free; Stands ever fast. Psalm 149. P. M. PRAISE ye the Lord! Let them his great name With glory adorn'd, His people shall sing To God, who their beds With safety does shield; Their mouths fill'd with praises Of him, their great King, Whilst a two-edged sword Their right hand shall wield. Just vengeance to take For injuries past; To punish those lands For ruin design'd; With chains as their captives, To tie their kings fast; With fetters of iron Their nobles to bind, D Thus shall they make good Which God does proclaim. Psalm 150. L. M. Verse 1, 2, 3, 6. PRAISE the Lord in that bless'd place, From whence his goodness largely flows! Praise him in heav'n, where he his face Unveil'd in perfect glory shows. 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. Let the shrill trumpet's warlike voice Let all that vital breath enjoy, The breath he does to them afford, (From the Metre of STERNHOLD and HOPKINS.) ALL people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice, The Lord, ye know, is God indeed, For why? the Lord our God is good, His truth at all times firmly stood, B LESS God, my soul; thou, Lord, alone With honour thou art crown'd, thy throne With light thou dost thyself enrobe, And glory for a garment take; Heav'n's curtains stretch beyond the globe, Thy canopy of state to make. God builds on liquid air, and forms The clouds his chariot are, and storms Psalm 119. C. M. (TATE and BRADY.) How shall the young preserve their By making, Lord, their course of life With hearty zeal for thee I seek, Secur❜d by that my grateful soul ways |