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No. 1.

GOD is our refuge and defence,
In trouble our unfailing aid;
Secure in his omnipotence,

What foe can make our soul afraid?

Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulf be hurl'd, His people smile amid the shock,

They look beyond this transient world.

There is a river pure and bright,

Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains;

Where, in eternity of light,

The city of our God remains.

Built by the word of his command,

With his unclouded presence blest, Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand; There is our home, our hope, our rest.

Thither let fervent faith aspire,

Our treasure and our heart be there; O for a seraph's wing of fire!

No, on the mightier wings of prayer,—

We reach at once that last retreat,

And, ranged among the ransom'd throng, Fall with the Elders at his feet,

Whose name alone inspires their song.

Ah. soon, how soon! our spirits droop;

Unwont the air of Heaven to breathe: Yet God in very deed will stoop,

And dwell Himself with men beneath.

Come to thy living temples, then,

As in the ancient times appear; Let earth be paradise again,

And man, O God, thine image here.

No. 2.

COME and behold the works of God,
What desolations He will make;
In vengeance when He wields his rod,
The heathen rage, their kingdoms quake:
He utters forth his voice;-'t is felt;
Like wax the world's foundations melt;
The Lord of hosts is in the field,
The God of Jacob is our shield.

Again He maketh wars to cease,

He breaks the bow, unpoints the spear, And burns the chariot;-joy and peace In all his glorious march appear: Silence, O Earth! thy Maker own; Ye Gentiles, He is God alone; The Lord of Hosts is in the field, The God of Jacob is our shield.


EXTOL the Lord, the Lord most high,
King over all the earth;
Exalt his triumphs to the sky
In songs of sacred mirth.

Where'er the sea-ward rivers run,
His banner shall advance,
And every realm beneath the sun
Be his inheritance.

God is gone up with loud acclaim,
And trumpets' tuneful voice:
Sing praise, sing praises to his name;
Sing praises, and rejoice.

Sing praises to our God; sing praise
To every creature's King;

His wondrous works, his glorious ways,
All tongues, all kindred sing.

God sits upon his holy throne,

God o'er the heathen reigns;

His truth through all the world is known, That truth his throne sustains.

Princes around his footstool throng,
Kings in the dust adore;

Earth and her shields to God belong;
Sing praises evermore.


JEHOVAH is great, and great be his praise; In the city of God He is King; Proclaim ye his triumphs in jubilant lays On the mount of his holiness sing.

The joy of the earth, from her beautiful height,
Is Zion's impregnable hill;

The Lord in her temple still taketh delight,
God reigns in her palaces still.

At the sight of her splendor, the kings of the earth Grew pale with amazement and dread;

Fear seized them like pangs of a premature birth; They came, they beheld her, and fled.

Thou breakest the ships from the sea-circled climes, When the storm of thy jealousy lowers;

As our fathers have told of thy deeds, in their times, So, Lord, have we witness'd in ours.

In the midst of thy temple, O God, hath our mind Remember'd thy mercy of old;

Let thy name, like thy praise, to no realm be confined, Thy power may all nations behold.

Let the daughters of Judah be glad for thy love, The mountain of Zion rejoice,

For Thou wilt establish her seat from above, -Wilt make her the throne of thy choice. Go, walk about Zion, and measure the length, Her walls and her bulwarks mark well; Contemplate her palaces, glorious in strength, Her towers and their pinnacles tell.

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Those that seek Thee shall rejoice:
I am bow'd with misery;
Yet I make thy law my choice-
Turn, my God, and look on me.

Thou mine only Helper art,
My Redeemer from the
Strength of my desiring heart,
Do not tarry, haste to save.


LORD, I have put my trust in Thee, Turn not my confidence to shame; Thy promise is a rock to me,

A tower of refuge is thy name.

Thou hast upheld me from the womb;

Thou wert my strength and hope in youth; Now, trembling, bending o'er the tomb,

I lean upon thine arm of truth.

Though I have long outlived my peers, And stand amid the world alone (A stranger, left by former years),

I know my God,—by Him am known.

Cast me not off in mine old age, Forsake me not in my last hour; The foe hath not forgone his rage, The lion ravens to devour.

Not far, my God, not far remove:

Sin and the world still spread their snares; Stand by me now, or they will prove Too crafty yet for my grey hairs.

Me, through what troubles hast Thou brought!
Me, with what consolations crown'd!
Now be thy last deliverance wrought;
My soul in peace with Thee be found!


HAIL to the Lord's anointed! Great David's greater Son; Hail, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To let the captive free; To take away transgression, And rule in equity.

He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong;
To help the poor and needy,

And bid the weak be strong:
To give them songs for sighing,
Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls, condemn'd and dying,
Were precious in his sight.

By such shall He be feared While sun and moon endure,Beloved, obey'd, revered:

For He shall judge the poor,

Through changing generations, With justice, mercy, truth, While stars maintain their stations, Or moons renew their youth.

He shall come down, like showers
Upon the fruitful earth,
And love, joy, hope, like flowers,
Spring in his path to birth:
Before Him on the mountains,
Shall Peace the herald go;
And righteousness in fountains
From hill to valley flow.

Arabia's desert-ranger,

To Him shall bow the knee; The Ethiopian stranger

His glory come to see: With offerings of devotion,

Ships from the isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at his feet.

Kings shall fall down before Him, And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore Him,

His praise all people sing: For He shall have dominion

O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion

Or dove's light wing can soar

For Him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows, ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,

A kingdom without end:
The mountain-dews shall nourish
A seed in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.

O'er every foe victorious,

He on his throne shall rest, From age to age more glorious,

All-blessing and all-blest: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His name shall stand for ever; That name to us is-Love.


TRULY the Lord is good to those,

The pure in heart, who love his name; But as for me, temptation rose,

And well-nigh cast me down to shame.

For I was envious at their state,

When I beheld the wicked rise, And flourish in their.pride elate,

No fear of death before their eyes.

Not troubled they, as others are,

Nor plagued, with all their vain pretence; Pride like a chain of gold they wear, And clothe themselves with violence.

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Lord God of Hosts, thine ear incline,

Change into songs thy people's fears. Return, and visit this thy vine,

Revive thy work amidst the years.

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