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PSALM 33. First Part. C.M.
Works of creation and providence. (cont.)
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His works of nature and of grace
Reveal his wondrous name.
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His wisdom and almighty word
The heav'nly arches spread;
And by the spirit of the Lord
Their shining hosts were made.
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He bid the liquid waters flow
To their appointed deep:
The flowing seas their limits know,
And their own station keep.
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Ye tenants of the spacious earth,
With fear before him stand:
He spake, and nature took its birth,
And rests on his command.
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He scorns the angry nations' rage,
And breaks their vain designs:
His counsel stands thro' ev'ry age,
And in full glory shines.
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PSALM 33. Second Part. C.M.
Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient.
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BLEST is the nation where the Lord
Hath fix'd his gracious throne;
Where he reveals his heav'nly word,
And calls their tribes his own.
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His eyes, with infinite survey,
The spacious world behold;
He form'd us all of equal clay,
And knows our feeble mould.
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Kings are not rescu'd by the force
Of armies from the grave:
Nor speed nor courage of a horse
Can the bold rider save.
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Vain is the strength of beasts or men,
To hope for safety thence;
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Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient. (cont.)
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But holy souls from God obtain
A strong and sure defence.
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God is their fear, and God their trust,
When plagues or famine spread:
His watchful eye secures the just
Among ten thousand dead.
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Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice,
And bless us from thy throne:
For we have made thy word our choice,
And trust thy grace alone.
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PSALM 34. First Part. C.M.
Praise for eminent deliverance.
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THRO' all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ. HL Note
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Come, magnify the Lord with me,
And high exalt his name:
When in distress on him I call'd,
He to my rescue came.
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The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just:
Deliv'rance he affords to all,
Who on his succour trust.
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O! make but trial of his love:
Experience will decide,
How bless'd they are, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.
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Fear him, ye saints; and you will then
Have nothing else to fear:
Make you his service your delight;
He'll make your wants his care.
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