9 I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flesh could hope no more. 10 Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men, that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. PSALM 77. Second Part. C. M. Comfort derived from ancient providences. 1 "OW awful is thy chast'ning rod !". (May thy own children say) "The great, the wise, the dreadful God, 2 I'll meditate his works of old, 3 Long did the house of Jacob lie 4 Israel, his people and his sheep, He bids them venture thro' the deep, Backward they fied, and frighted stood, 6 Strange was thy journey thro' the sea, 1 He gave them water from the rock; And safe by Moses' hand, Thro' a dry desert led his flock PSALM 78. First Part. C. M. LET 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, May teach them to their heirs. Thus shall they learn in God alone PSALM 78. Second Part. C. M. Was Jacob's ancient race! False to their own most solemn vows, 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, 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, By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, 6 He from the rock their thirst supplied; And ran in rivers by their side, A constant miracle. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, 8 The Lord with indignation heard, 1 PSALM 78. Third Part. C. M. WHEN Israel sinn'd, the Lord reprov'd, And fill'd their hearts with dread; Yet he forgave the tribes he lov'd, And sent them heav'nly bread. 2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand, He 3 The manna like a morning show'r, Lay thick around their feet: The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure, 4 But they in murm'ring language said, "We loathe this light, this airy bread; "We must have flesh to taste." 5" Ye shall have flesh to please your lust," The Lord in wrath replied; And sent them quails, like sand or dust, Heap'd up from side to side. 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: PSALM 79. L. M. Complaint of the church against enemies. 1 BEHOLD! O God, what cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade : Thy holy temple stands defil'd; 2 Wide o'er the vallies, drench'd in blood, 3 Th' insulting foes with impious rage, "Where is your God of boasted pow'r, "And where the promise of his grace ?” 4 Deep from the prison's horrid gloom, O! hear the mournful captive sigh; And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those who dar'd t' insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame; While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise; And ev'ry future age shall tell GR PSALM 80. First Part. L. M. 2 Thy church is in the desert now, |