Terrours attend the wondrous way, d 8 [Thy voice with terrour in the sound, 9 Thine arrows thro' the sky were hurl'd, Surprise and trembling seiz'd the world, -10 He gave them water from the rock; PSALM 78. C. M. FIRST PART. Mear. [*] ET children hear the mighty deeds, Which in our younger years we saw, 2 He bids us make his glories known, 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, That generations, yet unborn, May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone That they may ne'er forget his works, C. M. SECOND PART. China. [b] Israel's Rebellion and Punishment. WHAT a stiff rebellious house Was Jacob's ancient race! False to their own most solemn vows, And to their Maker's grace. 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise; Forgot the works he wrought, to prove, 3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light, What dreadful tokens of his might 4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, (5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the road, Compos'd of shade and light; By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, A leading fire by night. 6 He from the rock their thirst supply'd; The gushing waters fell, And ran in rivers by their side, A constant miracle.) e 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, And dar'd distrust his hand: d "Can he with bread our host supply, "Amidst this desert land?” g 8 The Lord with indignation heard, And caus'd his wrath to flame; His terrours ever stand prepar'd, To vindicate his name. C. M. THIRD PART. Walsal. [*b] 1 [HEN Israel's sins the Lord reproves, And fills their hearts with dread; Yet he forgives the men he loves, 2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand, 3 The manna, like a morning show'r, 4 But they in murm'ring language said, "Manna is all our feast; "We loath this light, this airy bread, "We must have flesh to taste." 5 "Ye shall have flesh to please your lust," The Lord in wrath reply'd; And sent them quails, like sand or dust, 6 He gave them all their own desire; His vengeance burnt with secret fire; 7 When some were slain, the rest return'd, 8 Oft he chastis'd, and still forgave, 1 GR L. M. Bath. [b] Ver. 32, &c.-Saints corrected and saved. REAT God, how oft did Israel prove, By turns, thine anger and thy love? There, in a glass, our hearts may see How fickle and how false they be. 2 How soon the faithless Jews forgot The dreadful wonders God had wrought! Then they provoke him to his face; Nor fear his pow'r, nor trust his grace. 3 The Lord consum'd their years in pain, And made their travels long and vain; A tedious march, through unknown ways, Wore out their strength, and spent their days, 4 Oft, when they saw their brethren slain, They mourn'd, and sought the Lord again; Call'd him the Rock of their abode, Their high Redeemer, and their God. 5 Their pray'rs and vows before him rise, As flatt'ring words or solemn lies; While their rebellious tempers prove False to his cov'nant and his love. 6 Yet did his sov'reign grace forgive The men, who ne'er deserv'd to live: His anger oft away he turn'd Or else with gentle flame it burn'd. 7 He saw their flesh was weak and frail, The God of Abraham lov'd them still, PSALM 80. L. M. Dresden. Moreton. [b] 1 GWho didst between the cherubs dwell, REAT Shepherd of thine Israel, And ledst the tribes, thy chosen sheep, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, e 5 Hast thou not planted, with thy hand, Did not thy pow'r defend it round, And heav'nly dews enrich the ground? -6 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nation with the fruit; e But now, O Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 7 Why is its beauty thus defac'd? Why hast thou laid her fences waste? -Strangers and foes against her join, And ev'ry beast devours the vine. 8 Return, almighty God, return; p Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn; -Turn us to thee, thy love restore; 9 [Lord, when this vine in Canaan grew, Till the fair Branch of promise rose. The lesser branches of the Tree. 11 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand, Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand; Thy first-born Son, adorn'd and blest With power and grace above the rest. 12 O! for his sake, attend our cry, Shine on thy churches, lest they die; Turn us to thee, thy love restore: We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.] PSALM 81. S. M. Aylesbury. Dover. [*] Ver. 1, 8-16.-Saints warned and exhorted. 1 ING to the Lord, aloud, SING And make a joyful noise: • God is our Strength, our Saviour God; Let Israel hear his voice. e 2 “From vile idolatry, "Preserve my worship clean; "I am the Lord, who set thee free "From slavery and from sin. 3 "Stretch thy desires abroad, "And I'll supply them well; e "But if ye will refuse your God, d 4 "I'll leave them," saith the Lord, 5 "Yet, O that all my saints "Would hearken to my voice! "Soon I would ease their sore complaints, "And bid their hearts rejoice. |