WATFORD
Printed and Published by J. Love, Bookseller and Stationer
may be had also of Mr. SIMPSON, Bookseller; and of

Mr. Newman, Clerk of the Church.

1819.

147. g. 577

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All laud and praise, with heart and voice ..
All people that on earth do dwell ...
As pants the hart for cooling streams

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Behold, and have regard
Be light and glad, in God rejoice

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For thy most holy name
Fret not thyself at wicked men
From Sion's hill my help descends

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Happy the man whose tender care
Have mercy on us, Lord
How blest are they who always keep
How great must their enjoyment be
How perfect is the law of God
How pleasant is thy dwelling-place
How shall the
young preserye their

ways

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It is a joyful thing to give ..
I thank thee, Lord, who hast me taught
I lift
my

heart to thee
. In innocence I wash my hands

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Jehovah reigns! ye nations own
Judge and avenge my cause, O Lord

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Let all the earth in God rejoice
Lift up your heads, be lifted high
Lord, hear the voice of my complaint,
Lord, teach me so to count the

years Lord, when I view the heav'ns on high

My God, my rock, in whom I trust
My shepherd is the living Lord
My soul give laud unto the Lord
My soul praise the Lord

O all ye nations of the world
O come let us lift our voice
O God! my heart is fix’d, is bent
O God, prepared is my heart
O how blest the man whose ear
O Lord, what man exactly knows
O Lord of hosts incline thine ear
O Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope
O praise the Lord, praise God my soul
O sing new songs of sacred praise
O thou, to whom all creature's bow

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The Lord the just man's way doth guide
The Lord, the only God, is great ..

They who a race unblest shall rear 1

They, who o'er seas, from shore to shore
This spacious. earth is all the Lord's
Thou, O my God! art my defence

Thou, Lord, by strictest search hath known 1

Thro'all the changing scenes of life
Thy glory, Lord, the heav'ns declare

Thy glory, Lord, the heav'ns declare 1 To God above, from all below

To render thanks unto the Lord

What pow'r could make the deep divine
While worldly minds impatient grow
Who is the happy man that may
With cheerful note let all the earth

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Ye boundless realms of joy
Ye righteous tribes, to God with joy
Ye saints and servants of the Lord