9 That cruel persecuting race
Must feel his dreadful sword:
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the Lord.
God's Sovereignty and Condescension.
LORD, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.
2 When to thy works on high
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies;-
3 When I survey the stars,
And all their shining forms,
Lord, what is man, that worthless thing,
Akin to dust and worms?
4 Lord, what is worthless man,
That thou should'st love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And lord of all below.
5 Thine honors crown his head,
While beasts like slaves obey,
And birds that cut the air with wings,
And fish that cleave the sea.
6 How rich thy bounties are!
And wondrous are thy ways:
Of dust and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praise.
7 Out of the mouths of babes
And sucklings thou canst draw
Surprising honors to thy name,
And strike the world with awe.
8 O Lord, our heavenly King,
Thy name is all divine;
Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.
Christ's Condescension and Glorification.
LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heavenly state
Let men and babes proclaim.
2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;-
3 Lord, what is man, or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,
That thou should'st visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?
4 That thine eternal Son should bear
To take a mortal form;
Made lower than his angels are,
To save a dying worm.
5 Yet, while he lived on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,
Th' obedient seas and fishes own
His Godhead and his
6 The waves lay spread beneath his feet;
And fish, at his command,
Brought their large shoals to Peter's net,
And tribute to his hand.
These lesser glories of the Son
Shone through the fleshly cloud;
Now we behold him on his throne,
And men confess him God.
8 Let Him be crowned with majesty,
Who bowed his head to death;
And be his honors sounded high,
By all things that have breath.
9 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great
Is thine exalted name!
The glories of thy heavenly state
Let the whole earth proclaim.
Ver. 1, 2. Children praising God.
1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,
Through the wide earth thy name is spread;
And thine eternal glories rise
O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.
2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy power assists their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amidst thy temple throng,
To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.
5 The frowning scribes and angry priests
In vain their impious cavils bring;
Revenge sits silent in their breasts,
While Jewish babes proclaim their King.
Ver. 3, &c.-Adam and Christ.
1 LORD, what was man, when made at first, Adam, the offspring of the dust,
That thou should'st set him and his race
But just below an angel's place?
2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below;
Make every beast and bird submit,
And lay the fishes at his feet?
3 But oh, what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honors shall thy Son adorn,
Who condescended to be born!
4 See him below his angels made!
See him in dust among the dead,
To save a ruined world from sin;
But he shall reign with power divine.
5 The world to come, redeemed from all
The miseries that attend the fall,
New-made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.
Wrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seat.
ITH my whole heart I'll raise my song;
Thy wonders I'll proclaim;
Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.
2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne
To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his vengeance known.
3 Then will the Lord a refuge prove
For all who are oppressed;
To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.
4 The men that know thy name will trust
In thine abundant grace;
For thou wilt ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly seek thy face.
5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord
Who dwells on Zion's hill;
Who executes his threatening word,
And doth his grace fulfill.
Ver. 12.-The Wisdom and Equity of Providence.
1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood,
The humble souls, that mourn in dust,
Shall find a faithful God.
2 He from the dreadful gates of death
Does his own children raise:
In Zion's gates, with cheerful breath,
They sing their Father's praise.
3 His foes shall fall, with heedless feet
Into the pit they made;
And sinners perish in the net
That their own hands had spread.
4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God,
Are thy deep counsels known;
When men of mischief are destroyed,
The snare must be their own.
5 The wicked shall sink down to hell;
Thy wrath devour the lands
That dare forget thee, or rebel
Against thy known commands.
6 Though saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait, and long complain,
Their cries shall not be, still, forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.
7 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.
8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud,
And put their hearts to pain;
Make them confess that thou art God,
And they but feeble men.
Prayer heard, and Saints saved.
1 WHY doth the Lord stand off so far, And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?
2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?
3 They put thy judgments from their sight,
And then insult the poor;
They boast in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.
4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand;
Attend our humble cry;
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.
5 Why do the men of malice rage,
And say, with foolish pride,
"The God of heaven will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side ?"
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