He built the Earth, he spread the Sky, He faw the Gentiles dead in Sin, He fent his Son with Pow'r, to fave Repeat his Mercies in your Song. Thro' this vain World he guides our Feet, And leads us to his heav'nly Seat; His Mercies ever shall endure, When this vain World shall be no more. Raife ye the Lord, our Hearts fhould join Now while the Flefh is our Abode, May Praise employ our nobleft Powers, Our Days of Praise fhould ne'er be past, Happy Happy the Man, whofe Hopes rely He loves his Saints, he knows them well, Y Praife to God from all Creatures. E tribes of Adam join, With Heaven, and Earth, and Seas, And offer Notes Divine, To your Creator's Praife. Ye holy Throng. The fhining Worlds above,. Let Let all the Nations fear A Praife God, all his Saints, &c. LL ye that love the Lord rejoice, Amidst the Church with chearful Voice, The Lord takes Pleasure in the Juft, Saints fhould be joyful in their King,. And like the Souls in Glory Sing, For God fhall raise the Dead. Then his high Praife fhall fill their Tongues, Such Honour for the Saints remains, HYMN IN N God's own House pronounce his Praise, To Heav'n your Joy and Wonder raise, Let all your facred Paffions move, While rehearse his Deeds; you But the great Work of faving Love, All that have Motion, Life, and Breath, Yet when our Voice is loft in Death, HYMN LXXI. Characters of God's Children, &c. O new-born Babes defire the Breast, Grace, like an uncorrupted Seed, They They find Accefs at every Hour, O happy Souls, O glorious State To dwell fo near their Father's Seat, Lord, I addrefs thy Throne, Call me a Child of thine; · Send down the Spirit of thy Son, To form my Heart Divine. There shed thy choiceft Loves abroad, HE Lord Jehovah reigns, The Garments he affumes, Are Light and Majefty: His Glories fhine With Beams' fo bright, No mortal Eye And can this mighty King And |