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O fleep nor flumber to his eyes Not to ourselves, who are but duft Not to our names, thou only just and true 235 Now be my heart infpir'd to fing Now from the roaring lion's rage Now I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind Now let our lips, with holy fear Now let our mournful fongs record Now may the God of pow'r and grace Now plead my cause, Almighty God Now fhall my folemn vows be paid Now to the great and facred Three

ALL ye nations, praife the Lord
O bleffed fouls are they

O bless the Lord, my foul
Of juftice and of grace I fing
O for a fhout of facred joy
O God, my refuge, hear my cries
O God of grace and righteousness
O God of mercy, hear my call
O God, to whom revenge belongs
O happy man, whofe foul is fill'd
O happy nation, where the Lord
O how I love thy holy law

O Lord, how many are my foes

O Lord, our heav'nly King

O Lord, our Lord, how wond'rous great
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O that thy ftatutes, ev'ry hour
O thou that hear'ft when finners cry
O thou, whofe grace and justice reign
O thou, whofe juftice reigns on high
Our God, our help in ages past
Our land, O Lord, with fongs of praise
Out of the deeps of long diftrefs

what a ftiff rebellious house

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REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord

Remember, Lord, our mortal ftate

Return, O God of love, return

Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord
Sing to the Lord aloud

Shine, mighty God, on this our land

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Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name
Sing to the Lord with joyful voice
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands
Songs of immortal praise belong
Soon as I heard my Father fay

Sure there's a righteous God
Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace
Sweet is the work, my God, my King

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TEACH me the measure of my days
Th' Almighty reigns, exalted high
That man is bleft who ftands in awe
The earth forever is the Lord's
Thee will I love, O Lord, my ftrength
The God Jehovah reigns

The God of glory fends his fummons forth
The God of mercy be ador'd
The God of our falvation hears
The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord

The Lord, how wond'rous are his ways

The Lord my fhepherd is

The Lord of glory is my light

The King of faints, how fair his face
The Lord appears my helper now

The Lord is come, the heav'ns proclaim
The Lord Jehovah reigns

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The Lord, the Judge, before his throne

The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns
The Lord, the fov'reign King

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The Lord, the fovʼreign, fends his fummons 104 The man is ever bleft

The praise of Zion waits for thee

The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought
Think, mighty God, on feeble man
This is the day the Lord hath made
This fpacious earth is all the Lord's
Thou art my portion, O my God
Thou God of love, thou ever bleft
Thrice happy man who fears the Lord
Through ev'ry age, eternal God
Thus I refolv'd before the Lord
Thus faith the Lord, the spacious fields
Thus faith the Lord, your work is vain
Thus the eternal Father fpake
Thus the great Lord of earth and fea
Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord
Thy name, Almighty Lord

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Thy works of glory, mighty Lord,
'Tis by thy ftrength the mountains stand
To God I cry'd with mournful voice
To God I made my forrows known
To God the Father, God the Son
To God the Father's throne
To God the great, the ever bleft
To heav'n I lift my waiting eyes
To our almighty Maker, God

To thee, before the dawning light

To thee, moft holy, and moft high

To thine almighty arm we owe

'Twas for our fake, eternal God

'Twas from thy hand, my God, I came
"Twas in the watches of the night

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as the facred hill

Up from my youth, may Ifrael fay

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes

Upward I lift mine eyes

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We love thee, Lord, and we adore

What fhall I render to my God

When Chrift to judgment shall defcend

When God is nigh, my faith is ftrong

When God, provok'd with daring crimes

When God reftor'd our captive state

When God reveal'd his gracious name

When Ifr'el, freed from Pharaoh's hand

When Ifr'el fins, the Lord reproves

When I with pleafing wonder ftand
When man grows bold in fin
When overwhelm'd with grief

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When pain and anguish feize me, Lord

When the Great Judge, fupreme and just

Where fhall the man be found

Where fhall we go to feek and find

While I keep filence, and conceal

While men grow bold in wicked ways

Who shall afcend thy heav'nly place

Who fhall inhabit in thy hill

Who will arife and plead my right

Why did the Jews proclaim their rage
Why did the nations join to flay
Why do the proud infult the poor
Why do the wealthy wicked boast

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Why doth the Lord ftand off fo far
Why doth the man of riches grow
Why has my God my foul forfook
Why fhould I vex my foul, and fret
Will God for ever caft us off

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With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue
With earneft longings of the mind
With my whole heart I'll raise my fong
With my whole heart I've fought thy face 253
With rev'rence let the faints appear
With fongs and honours founding loud
Would you behold the works of God

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Ye holy fouls, in God rejoice
Ye islands of the northern fea
Ye nations of the earth, rejoice
Ye fervants of th' Almighty King
Ye fons of men, a feeble race
Ye fons of pride that hate the juft
Ye that delight to ferve the Lord
Ye that obey th' immortal King
Ye tribes of Adam join

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This Edition of Dr. WATTS'S PSALMS and HYMNS has been carefully revised; many errors, found in fome other Editions, are corrected and both Pfalms and Hymns are accommodated to the use of the Church of Chrift in the United States of America.