4 Thy mighty arm, eternal pow'r,
Oppos'd their deadly aim;

In mercy swept them from our shore,
And spread their sails with shame.
5 On thee, in want, in woe, or pain,
Our hearts alone rely:

Our rights thy mercy will maintain,
And all our wants supply.

6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare, And still exalt thy fame;

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While we glad songs of praise prepare
To thine almighty name.

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PSALM 21. Third Part. L. M.

Christ exalted to the kingdom.

AVID rejoic'd in God, his strength, Rais'd to the throne by special grace, But Christ, the Son, appears at length, Fulfils the triumph and the praise.

2 How great is the Messiah's joy In the salvation of thy hand!

Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high, And giv'n the world to his command. 3 Whate'er he wills thy goodness gives, Nor doth the least request withhold: Blessings attend him while he lives, And crowns of glory, not of gold. 4 Around his sacred temples shine, Th' Eternal's uncreated rays: All pow'r is his, and grace divine, And length of everlasting days.

5 But as a fiery oven glows

With raging heat, and burning coals;

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Thy vengeance shall consume his foes;
Thy wrath devour their guilty souls.
PSALM 22. First Part. C. M.

Christ forsaken on the cross.

M'My soul without relief?

Y God, my God, why hast thou left

Of thy blest smiles to be bereft
Exceeds all other grief.

2 But thou art holy, O my God,
And wilt not spare thy Son;
As Saviour, he must bear the load,
And taste the curse alone.

3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliv'rance found;
But I'm a worm despis'd of men,
And trodden to the ground.

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
"In vain he trusts in God," they cry,
"Neglected and forlorn."

5 Yet, thou, O God! hast form'd my flesh, By thy almighty word,

And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.

6 My God, if possible it be,

Withhold this bitter cup:

But I resign my will to thee,

And drink the sorrows up.

7 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown; groans I waste my breath;

In

Thy heavy hand hath brought me down
Low as the dust of death.

8 Father, I give my spirit up,
And trust it in thine hand:
My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at thy command.

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PSALM 22. Second Part.

Christ crucified.

C. M.

TRITHING in pain, our Saviour pray'd With mighty cries and tears: In that dread hour, his Father heard, And chas'd away his fears.

2 Great was the vict'ry of his death;
His throne exalted high:

And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship or shall die.

3 A num'rous race shall mount the skies
On his expiring groans:
They shall be reckon'd in his eyes
For daughters and for sons.

4 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread:

And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

5 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God:
And nations yet unborn profess
Salvation in his blood.

PSALM 22. Third Part. L. M.

The sufferings and glory of Christ.

1 OW let our mournful songs record

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The dying sorrows of our Lord;
When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.

2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn: "He rescu❜d others from the grave;

"Now let him try himself to save."

3 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,
'Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,

And mock the pangs in which he dy❜d.
4 But God, his Father, heard his cry;
Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high:
The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.
PSALM 23. First Part. L. M.
Jesus is my shepherd.

1 TESUS, my Lord, doth condescend,
To be my shepherd and my friend;
I on his faithfulness rely,

His cares shall all my wants supply. 2 In pastures green he doth me lead, And there in safety makes me feed: Refreshing streams are ever nigh, My thirsty soul to satisfy.

3 When stray'd, or languid, I complain,
His grace revives my soul again:

For his name's sake, in ways upright,
He makes me walk with great delight.
4 Yea, when death's gloomy vale I tread,
With joy, ev'n there, I'll lift my head;
From fear and dread he'll keep me free;
His rod and staff shall comfort me.

5 A table stor'd with living bread,
In spite of foes, Lord, thou hast spread;

Thou dost my head with oil anoint,
And a full cup for me appoint.
6 Goodness and mercy shall to me,
Thro' all my life extended be;
And when my pilgrimage is o'er,
I'll dwell with thee for evermore.
PSALM 23. Second Part.

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I shall not want.

ESUS my Shepherd lives,
Jehovah is his name:
Since he is mine, and I am his,
I shall not suffer shame.

2 He leads me to the place

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Where heav'nly pasture grows; Where living waters gently pass; And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim:
And guides me in his own right way
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot want or fear:

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My shepherd's with me there.

5 In spite of all my foes
Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my following days; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise.