PSALM CL. First Verfion. MERRICK.
RAISE, O praife, the Name divine z
Praise it at the hallow'd Shrine;
Let the Firmament on high
To its Maker's Praise reply:
Let his Acts, and Pow'r fupreme,
To your Songs fuggeft a Theme:
2 Be the Harp no longer mute;
Sound the Trumpet, touch the Lute;
Wake to Life each tuneful `String;
Bring the Pipe, the Timbrel bring;
Let the Organ in his Praise
Learn its loudeft Note to raife;
3 And the Cymbal's varying Sound
From the vaulted Roof rebound;
All who vital Breath enjoy,
In his Praise that Breath employ,
And in one great Chorus join;
Praife, O praife the Name divine.
PSALM CL. Second Verfion. TATE.
Praife the Lord in that blefs'd Place,
From whence his Goodness largely flows;
Praise him in Heav'n, where he his Face
Unveil'd, in perfect Glory fhows.
2. Praise him for all the mighty Afts
Which he in our Behalf has done :
His Kindness this Return exacts,
With which our Praise fhould equal sun.
Let all that vital Breath enjoy,
The Breath he does to them afford,
In juft Returns of Praife employ;
Let ev'ry Creature praife the Lord.
PSALM CL. Third Verfion. WATTS.
'N God's own House pronounce his Praise,
His Grace he there reveals;
To Heav'n your Joy and Wonder raise,
For there his Glory dwells.
2 Let all your facred Paffions move,
While you rehearse his Deeds;
But the great Work of faving Love
Your higheft Praise exceeds.
3 All that have Motion, Life, and Breath,
Proclaim your Maker bleft;
Yet when my Voice expires in Death,
My Soul hall praise him beft.
PSALM CL. Fourth Verfion. STEELE
RAISE ye the Lord; let Praise employ
In his own Courts, your Songs of Joy ;
The fpacious Firmament around
Shall echo back the joyful Sound.
2 Recount his Works in Strains divine ;
His wond'rous Works how bright they shine?
Praise him for his almighty Deeds,
Whofe Greatness all your Praise exceeds.
3 [Awake the Trumpet's piercing Sound,
To spread your facred Pleasures round;
While fweeter Mufic tunes the Lute,
The warbling Harp, and breathing Flute.
Ye Virgin Train with Joy advance
To praise him in the graceful Dance;
To praise awake each tuneful String,
And to the folemn Organ fing.
Let the loud Cymbal founding high,
To fofter, deeper Notes reply;
Harmonious let the Concert rife,
And bear the Rapture to the Skies.]
6 Let all whom Life and Breath infpire,
Attend, and join the blissful Choir;
But chiefly you who know his Word,
Adore, and love, and praise the Lord.
Rf. 9. V. 4. 4th Stanza, L. 2, for Servant's, read Servants, Pf. 27. V. 2. 1ft Stanza, L. z, for a Period, infert a Comma. 2d Stanza, L. 4, for thee, read their.. 2d Stanza, L. 1,
Fruitful Land, where Streams abound
All-powerful, felf-existent God
All ye who love the Lord rejoice
Almighty Father, gracious Lord
Almighty Maker of my Frame
Among the Affemblies of the Great
Among the Princes, earthly Gods
And will the great eternal God
A Race unbleft by God, who rear
Arife, my Soul! on Wings feraphic rife
Arife, ye People, clap the Hand
As pants the Hart for cooling Springs
As pants the Hart for cooling Streams
As prefs'd with Woe, to God I cry'd
As the good Shepherd gently leads
At God's Command the Morning Ray
At God's Command the watry Deeps
At length by certain Proof 'tis plain
At length ye thoughtless Men your Wants
Awake, my Soul, awake my Tongue
Awake, my Soul, to Hymns of Praise
Awake to praife, my Soul, and fing
Awake, ye Saints, to praise your King
Be thou exalted, O my God
Be thou my Judge, thy fearching Eyes
Before the Mountain's early Birth
Before the Skies their ambient Arch display'd
Before thy Throne, O God of Grace
Before thou brought'ft the Mountains forth
Begin, my Soul, th' exalted Lay
Behold the Man in Wifdom's School
Behold the Morning Sun
Behold th' Unwife, whofe Hearts deny
Behold the fure Foundation Stone
Behold thy waiting Servant, Lord
Behold while wearied with Delay
Behold with Joy the happy Scene
Beneath his Terrors bid to groan
Be thou exalted, O my God
Blefs God, my Soul, thou Lord alone
Blefs, O my Soul, the living God
Bleft are the Sons of Peace
Bleft are the Souls who hear and know
Bleft are the undefil'd in Heart
Bleft be the Lord, our Strength, our Shield
Bleft in the Favor of God
Bleft is the Man, for ever bleft
Bleft is the Man who fears the Lord
Bleft is the Man who fhuns the Place
Bleft is the Man whofe Bowels move
Bleft is the Nation where the Lord
Bleft who with gen'rous Pity glows
Children in Years and Knowledge young
Children, to Wifdom's Law give Ear
Clap your Hands, rejoice and fing,
Come celebrate your God and King
Come, Children, learn to fear the Lord
Come from thy God Inftruction learn
Come, let our Voices join to raife
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