An Arrangement of the Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of Issac Watts

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His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd.

Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite:

He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. PAUSE.

5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him hih, Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain.

He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn: The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. What is the creature's skill or force? The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him.

But saints are lovely in his sight: He views his children with delight: He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks and loves his image there.

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Luton, Eaton, Wells. Creation, providence and grace. VE to our God immortal praise! Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown; His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high: Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure, [more. When suns and moons shall shine no 5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land : Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 6 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within. His mercies ever shall endure, When death and sin shall reign no more. 7 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 8 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more.

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PSALM 136. C. M. Braintree, Irish.

God's wonders of creation, providence, redemption of Israel, and salvation of his people.

GIVE thanks to God, the sovereign

His mercies still endure; [Lord,
And be the King of kings adored,
His truth is ever sure.
What wonders hath his wisdom done,
Heaven, earth and sea he fram'd alone: +
How mighty is his hand!
How wide is his command!

The sun supplies the day with light:
How bright his counsels shine!
The moon and stars adorn the night!
His works are all divine.

4 [He struck the sons of Egypt dead';
How dreadful is his rod!
And thence with joy his people led:
How gracious is our God!

5 He cleft the swelling sea in two;
His arm is great in might:
And gave the tribes a passage thro';
His power and grace unite.
6 But Pharaoh's army there he drown'd;
How glorious are his ways!
And brought his saints through desert
Eternal be his praise. (ground;
7Great monarchs fell beneath his hand:
Victorious is his sword;
While Israel took the promis'd land:
And faithful is his word.]

8 He saw the nations dead in sin;
He felt his pity move;
How sad the state the world was in;
How boundless was his love!

9 He sent to save us from our wo
His goodness never fails;
From death, and hell, and every foe;
And still his grace prevails.
10 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King;
His mercies still endure;
Let the whole earth his praises sing;
His truth is ever sure.

PSALM 68. 3d Part. L. M. *

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Praise for temporal blessings; or, common and special mercies.

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PSALM 57. L. M.
Bath, Green's Hundredth.
Praise for protection, grace, and truth.

MY God, in whom are all the springs
Of oundless love and grace unknown;
Hide me beneath thy spreading wings,
Till the dark cloud is over-blown.
Up to the heavens I send my cry;
The Lord will my desires perform;
He sends his angels from the sky,
And saves me from the threatening storm:
3 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heavens, where angels dwell:
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell
4 My heart is fix'd; my song shall raise
Immortal honours to thy name;
'Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise
My tongue, the glory of my frame
5 High o'er the earth his mercy reign
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die
6 Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heavens, where angels dwell
Thy power on earth be known abroad
And land to land thy wonders tel

PSALM 65. 2d Part. L. M.

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Who fills our hearts with joy and
food ;

Who pours his blessings from the skies,

Divine providence in air, earth,and se
or, the God of nature and grace.

The groans of Zion mix'd with tear
Yet when he comes with kind design
Through all the way his terror shine
2 On him the race of man depends
Far as the earth's remotest ends,
Where the Creator's name is know
By nature's feeble light alone.
3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood,
Address their frighted souls to Go
When tempests rage, and billows ro
At dreadful distance from the shor
4 He bids the noisy tempests cease
He calms the raging crowd to pead
When a tumultuous nation raves
Wild as the winds, and loud as
Whole kingdoms, shaken by the stor
He settles in a peaceful form;
Mountains establish'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations star

HE God of our salvation hears

And loads our days with rich supplies.
2 He sends the sun his circuit round,
To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground:
He bids the clouds with plenteous rain,
Refresh the thirsty ground again.
3'Tis to his care we owe our breath,
And all our near escapes from death:
Safety and health to God belong;
He heals the weak, and guards the strong.
4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love;
But the wide difference that remains
Is endless joy, or endless pains.
5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread;
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.
6 But his right hand his saints shall raise
From the deep earth, or deeper seas;
And bring them to his courts above, 6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky
There shall they taste his special love.' New comets blaze, and lightnings

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The heathen lands, with swift surprise,
From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
At his command, the morning ray
Smiles in the east, and leads the day;
He guides the sun's declining wheels,
Over the tops of western hills.

8 Seasons and times obey his voice
The evening and the morn rejoice
To see the earth made soft with showers,
Laden with fruit, and dress'd in flowers.
9 'Tis from his watery stores on high,
He gives the thirsty ground supply;
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.
10 The desert grows a fruitful field;
Abundant food the valleys yield;
The valleys shout with cheerful voice,
And neighbouring hills repeat their joys.
11 The pastures smile in green array;
There lambs and larger cattle play;
The larger cattle and the lamb,
Each in his language speaks thy name.
12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine;
O'er every field thy glories shine;
Through every month thy gifts appear;
Great God! thy goodness crowns the year.

PSALM 78. 1st Part. C. M. 82 Wareham, Irish, Peterborough. Providences of God recorded; or, pious education

and instruction of children.

ET children hear the mighty deeds
Which God perform'd of old;

Which in our younger years we saw
And which our fathers told.

2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace; And we'll convey his wonders down, Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to their's; That generations yet unborn

Serve him with cheerful heart and voice,
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2 The Lord is God: 'tis he alone
Doth life and breath and being give;
We are his work, and not our own;
The sheep that on his pastures live.
Enter his gates with songs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair,
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honours there.
4 The Lord is good; the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure;
And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.

1SING to the Lord with joyful voice;

Let every land his name adore; Let earth, with one united voice, Resound his praise from shore to shore. 2 Nations, attend before his throne, With solemn fear, with sacred joy: Know that the Lord is God alone : He can create, and he destroy. 3 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wandering sheep we He brought us to his fold again. [stray'd, We are his people, we his care, Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name? 5We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 6 Wide as the world is thy command; Vast as eternity "thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move.

May teach them to their heirs.
4 Thus shall they learn in God alone
Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne'er forget his works, 85
But practise his commands.

PSALM 148. L. M. Newcourt, Eaton. Universal praise to God. LOUD where creatures OUD hallelujahs to the Lord,

Let heaven begin the solemn word; [dwell; And sound it dreadful down to hell.

[NOTE. This Psalm may be sung to a different metre, by adding the two following lines to every stanza, viz.

Each of his works his name displays,
But they can ne'er fulfil his praise.]

2 The Lord! how absolute he reigns!
Let every angel bend the knee!
Sing of his love in heavenly strains,
And speak how fierce his terrors be.
3 High on a throne his glories dwell,
An awful throne of shining bliss;
Fly through the world, O sun, and tell
How dark thy beams compar'd to his.
4 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame
In sounds of dreadful praise declare;
And the sweet whisper of his name
Fill every gentler breeze of air.
5 Let clouds, and winds, and waves agree
To join their praise with blazing fire;
Let the firm earth and rolling sea
In this eternal song conspire.
6 Ye flowery plains, proclaim his skill;
Valleys, lie low. before his eye;
And let his praise from every hill
Rise tuneful to the neighbouring sky.
7 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines,
Bend your high branches, and adore;
Praise him,ye beasts, in different strains
The lamb must bleat, the lion roar.
8 Birds, ye must make his praise your
theme;

7[What mighty storms of poison'd darts Were hurl'd upon the rebels there! What deadly javelins nail'd their hearts Fast to the racks of long despair!] [Shout to your King, ye heavenly host; You that beheld the sinking foe; Firmly ye stood when they were lost; Praise the rich grace that kept you so. 9 Proclaim his wonders from the skies; Let every distant nation hear; And while you sound his lofty praise, Let humble mortals bow and fear.] PSALM 86. C. M. 87 37 Mear, Abridge. A general song of praise to God. Loud as his thunder shout his praise,AMONG the princes, earthly gods,

Nature demands a song from you: While the dumb fish that cut the stream Leap up, and mean his praises too. 9 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, When nature all around you sings? O for a shout from old and young, From humble swains, and lofty kings! 10 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Let the Creator's name be known:

And sound it lofty as his throne.
11 JEHOVAH! 'tis a glorious word!.
O may it dwell on every tongue!
But saints, who best have known the Lord,
Are bound to raise the noblest song.
12 Speak of the wonders of that love
Which Gabriel plays on every chord;
From all below, and all above,
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.

There's none hath power divine;
Nor is their nature, mighty Lord,
Nor are their works like thine.
2 The nations thou hast made,shall bring

Their offerings round thy throne;
For thou alone dost wondrous things,
For thou art God alone.
3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet;
Teach me thine heavenly ways,
And my poor scatter'd thoughts unite
In God my Father's praise..
4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue.
Shall those sweet wonders tell,
How by thy grace my sinking soul
Rose from the deeps of hell.

And call the nations to adore

Their Former and their King.
2. 'Twas his right hand that shap'd our clay,
And wrought this human frame;
But from his own immediate breath
Our nobler spirits came.
3 We bring our mortal powers to God,
And worship with our tongues :
We claim some kindred with the skies,
And join th' angelic songs.
4 Let grov'ling beasts of every shape,
And fowls of every wing,
And rocks and trees and fires and seas,
Their various tribute bring.
5 Ye planets, to his honour shine;.
And wheels of nature roll;
Praise him in your unwearied course
Around the steady pole.

6 The brightness of our Maker's name
The wide creation fills,
And his unbounded grandeur flies
Beyond the heavenly hills.

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PSALM 148. S. M.
St. Thomas, Sutton..
Universal praise.

ET every creature join
To praise the eternal God;
Ye heavenly host, the song begin,
And sound his name abroad..
2 Thou sun with golden beams,
And moon with paler rays,
Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
Shine to your Maker's praise.
3 He built those worlds above,
And fix'd their wondrous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And ever speak his name.
4Ye vapours, when ye rise,

Or fall in showers, or snow,
Ye thunders,murmuring round the skies,
His power and glory show.
Wind, hail, and flashing fire,
Agree to praise the Lord,
When ye in dreadful storms conspire
To execute his word.

By all his works above
His honours be exprest;

But saints that taste his saving love
Should sing his praises best.

PAUSE I..

Let earth and ocean know They owe their Maker praise: Praise him, ye watery worlds below, And monsters of the seas.

From mountains ne'er the sky Let his high praise resound, From humble shrubs and cedars high, And vales and fields around. Ye lions of the wood,

And tamer beasts that graze, Ye live upon his daily food, And he expects your praise. 10 Ye birds of lofty wing,

On high his praises bear,
Or sit on flowery bows and sing.
Your Maker's glory there.
11 Ye creeping ants and worms,
His various wisdom show;
And flies, in all your shining swarms,
Praise him that drest you so.
12 By all the earth-born race,
His honours be exprest;
But saints, that know his heavenly grace,
Should learn to praise him best.
PAUSE II.

13 Monarchs of wide command,
Praise ye th' eternal King;
Judges, adore that sovereign hand,
Whence all your honours spring.
14 Let vigorous youth engage
To sound his praises high;
While growing babes and withering age
Their feebler voices try.

15 United zeal be shown

His wondrous fame to raise; God is the Lord; his name alone Deserves our endless praise. 16 Let nature join with art,

And all pronounce him blest; But saints, that dwell so near his heart, Should sing his praises best.

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