In him, the poor and helpless find Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 6 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms; How terrible is God in arms! In Israel are his mercies known, 7 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest; 1 PSALM 68. Second Part. L. M. The ascension of Christ, and the gift of the Spirit LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky: Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots, that attend thy state. 2. Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there; While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious pow'rs of hell, That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, 1 PSALM 68. Third Part. L. M. Praise for common and special mercies. W E bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pour's his blessings from the skies, 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 earth 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. 5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head, 6 But his right hand his saints shall raise 1 PSALM 69. First Part. L. M. Christ's passion and sinners' salvation. EEP in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord; Behold! the rising billows roll, D To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 In long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death, And all the sons of malice join To execute their curs'd design. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love 1 T The sufferings and zeal of Christ. The Jews, his brethren and his kin, 3 "My Father's house," said he, was made Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: He felt and mourn'd them as his own. 5 His friends forsook, his follow'rs fled, While foes and arms surround his head; They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong. 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies; They nail him to the shameful tree: There hung my Lord, who died for me. 7 Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones, Insult his piety and groans; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar. 8 But God beheld; and from his throne Mark'd out the men that hate his Son: The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour due vengeance on their head. PSALM 69. Third Part. C. M. 1 God glorified in the obedience and death of Christ. FA ATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace, He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high: His duty and his zeal M Fulfill'd the law, which mortals broke, 3 His dying groans, his living songs Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound, 4 This shall his humble follow'rs see, They by his death draw near to thee, 5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high, 6 Zion is thine, most holy God: 1 PSALM 70. L. M. A prayer of the church for the presence of Christ. THOU, whose hand the kingdom sways; Whom earth, and hell, and heav'n obeys; To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy pow'r and glory here! 2 While stupid wretches, sunk in sleep, To sense, and sin and madness giv'n, 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, |