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3 Sailors, who travel o'er the flood,
Address their frighted souis to God ;
When tempests rage and billows roar
At dreadful distance from the shore.

4 He bids the noisy tempest cease ;
He calms me raging crowd to peace,
When a tumultuous nation raves,
Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.

5 [Whole kingdoms, shaken by the storm,
He settles in a peaceful form ;
Mountains, establish 'd by his hand,
Firm on their old foundations stand.

d 6 Behold his ensign sweep the sky ;
New comets blaze, and lightnings fly •
The heathen lands, with swift surprise,
From the bright horrours turn their eyes.

— 7 At his command, the morning ray
Smiles in the east, and leads the day,
He guides the sun's declining wheels
Over the tops of western hills.

8 Seasons and times obey his voice ;
The evening and the morn rejoice,

To see the earth made soft with showers,
Laden with fruit, and dress'd in flowers.

9 ['Tis from his wat'ry stores on high,
He gives the thirsty ground supply :
He walks upon the clouds, and thence
Doth his enriching drops dispense.]

10 The desert grows a fruitful field,
Abundant food tire valleys yield j
The valleys shout with cheerful voice,
And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys

11 [The pastures smile in green array,
There lambs and larger cattle play ;
The larger cattle and the lamb,

Each in his language speaks thy name. |



PSALM 65. 14:

12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine ;
O'er every field thy glories shine :
Through every month thy gifts appear ;
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year !

C. M. 1st. Part. Colchester. Mear. [*J
Prayer heard, and the Gentiles called.
1 T)IvAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee

-t There shall our vows be paid :
Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ;

All flesh shall seek thine aid.

e 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail,

— But pard'ning grace is thine ;

o And thou wilt grant us power and skill
To conquer every sin.

— 3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose,
To bring them near thy face ;
Give them a dwelling in thine house,
To feast upon thy grace,
e 4 In answering what thy church requests.
Thy truth and terrour shine :
And works of dreadful righteousness

— Fulfil thy kind design.

5 Thus will the wond'ring nations see

The Lord is good and just ;
o And distant islands fly to thee,

And make thy name their trust.
g 6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, I-crd,

When signs in heaven appear ;
o But they shall learn thy holy word.

And love as well as fear.

C. M. 2nd Part. Bedford. Arundel. [*J

Providence in Jlir, Earth, and Sea.

1 'rpis by thy strength the mountains stand

-*- God of eternal power ;
The sea grows calm at thy command,
And tempests cease to roar.

o 2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade.
Successive comforts bring ;
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
Thy flowers adorn the spring.

—J Masons and times, and moons and hours
Heaven, earth, and air are thine;



148 PSALM 65, 66.

When clouds distil in fruitful showers,
The Author is Divine.

4 Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky,
Borne by the winds around,

With wat'ry treasures well supply
The furrows of the ground.

5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill.
And ranks of corn appear ,

Thy ways abound with blessings stlti ,
Thy goodness crowns the year.

CM. 3rd Part. York. [.*]
A Psalm for the Husbandman.

1 IC* GOD is the Lord, the heav'nly King,

^JT Who makes the earth his care ;
Visits the pastures ev'ry spring,
And bids the grass appear.

2 The clouds*, like rivers rais'd on high,
Pour out, at his command,

Their wat'ry blessings from the sky,
To cheer the thirsty land.

3 The soften'd ridges of the field
Permit the corn to spring ;

The valleys rich provision yield,

And the poor lab'rers sing.
t The little hills on every side

Rejoice at falling showers ;
The meadows, dress'd in all their pride,

Perfume the ah with flowers.

5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain,
Promise a joyful crop ;

The parched grounds look green again,
And raise the reaper's hope.

6 The various months thy goodness crowns ;
How bounteous are thy ways !

The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs,
And shepherds shout thy praise.]



PSALM 66. C. M. 1st Part. Devizes. [*]

Governing God : or, our Grace tried.
1 ^JING, alf ye nations, to the Lord,

^ Sing with a joyful noise ;
With melody of sounds record

His honours and your joys



ESALM 66. 149



— 2 Say to the Power that shakes the sky,
e ' How terrible art thou !
' Sinners before thy presence fly,
' Or at thy feet they bow. 5

3 [Come, see the wonders of our God j

How glorious are his ways !
In Moses' hand he puts his rod,

And cleaves the frighted seas.

— 4 He made the ebbing channel dry,

While Israel pass'd the flood ;
o There did the church begin their joy

And triumph in their God.]

g 5 He rules by his resistless might :
a Will rebel mortals dare,
Provoke th' Eternal to the fight,
And tempt that dreadful war !

o 6 O bless our God, and never cease ;
Ye saints, fulfil his praise :
He keeps our life, maintains our peace,
And guides our doubtful ways.

Lord, thou hast prov'd our sufPring souls,
To make our graces shine ;
So silver bears the burning coals,
The metal to refine.

g 8 Through wat'ry deeps and fiery ways,
We march at thy command,
Led to possess the promis'd place,
By thine unerring hand.

C. M. 2i.d Part. Barby. [*]
V. 13 — 20. Praise to God for hearing Prayer

1 TVTOW shall my solemn vows be paid
1* To that almighty Power,

Who heard the long requests 1 made,
In my distressful hour.

2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare
To make his meicies known ;

Come ye, who fear my God, and hear
The wonders he has done.

p 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell
I sought his heavenly aid ;
He sav'd my sinking soul from hell,
And death's eternal shade



150 PSALM 67, 68.

e 4 If sin lay cover'd in my heart,

While prayer employ'd my tongue,
The Lord had shown me no regard,

Nor I his praises sung,
o 5 But God, (his name be ever blest !)

Has set my spirit free ;
— Nor turn'd from him my poor request,

Nor turn'd his heart from me.



PSALM 67. C. M. Bedford. [*]

Prosperity, Temporal and Spiritual.

1 ^ HTNE on our land, Jehovah, shine,

£3 With beams of heavenly grace ;

e Reveal thy power through all our coasts,

And shew thy smiling face.
- 2 [Amidst our States, exalted high,
Do thou, our glory, stand ;
And, like a wall of guardian fire,
Surround the fav'rite land.]
e 3 When shall thy name, from shore to shore,
Sound all the earth abroad ?
And distant nations know, and love
Their Saviour and their God ?
o 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands,
o Sing loud with solemn voice ;
s Let ev'ry tongue exalt his praise,

And ev'ry heart rejoice,
g 5 He the great Lord, the sovereign Judge,
Who sits enthron'd above,
Wisely commands the worlds he made,
In justice and in love.
-6 Earth shall obey her Maker's will,

And yield a full increase ;
Our God will crown his chosen land,
With fruitfulness and peace.
o 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round

His choicest favours here!
[ While the Creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.

PSALM 68. L. M. 1st Tart. Blendon. Truro. [*]
V. 1 — 6, 32—35. The Vengeance and Compassion
of God. '
1 1* ET God arise in all his might,
JLj And put the troops ofhell to flight*






PSALM 68. 151

As smoke that sought to cloud the skies,
Before the rising tempest flies.

e 2 [Fie comes, array'd in burning flames ;

Justice and vengeance are his names :
e Behold his fainting foes expire,

Like melting wax before the fire.]
g 3 He rides and thunders through the sky ;

His name, JEHOVAH, sounds on high :
s Sing to his name, ye sons of grace,

Ye saints, rejoice before his face.

e 4 The widow^and the fatherless
Fly to his aid"n sharp distress ;
In him the poor and helpless find
A judge most just, a father kind.

— 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain,

And pris'ners see the light again ;
e But rebels, who dispute his will,

Shall dwell in chains and darkness still.

PAUSE.

— 6 [Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ;
o Crown him, ye nations, in your song ;

His wondrous names and powers rehearse ;

His honours shall enrich your verse.

g 7 He shakes the neavens with loud alarms j

How terrible is God in arms !
— In Israel are his mercies known ;

Israel is his peculiar throne.

o 8 Proclaim him Kin g, pronounce him blest ;
He's your defence, your joy, your rest :

g When terrours rise, and nations faint,
God is the strength of ev'ry saint.]
L. M. 2nd Part. Brentford. Green's. [*]

V 17, 18. Christ's Ascension, and Gift of tha

Spirit.

1 T ORD, when thou didst ascend on high,

JLj Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky ;
Those heavenly guards around thee wait.
Like chariots that attend thy state.

g 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious, when the Lord was there ,
While he pronoune'd his dreadful law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.



1 52 PSALM 68, 69.

o 3 How bright the triumph none can tell,
When the rebellious powers of hell,
That thousand souls had captives made,
Were all in chains — like captives — led.

e 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne,
He sent the promis'd Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,

g That God might dwell on earth again.

L. M. 3rd Part. Weldon. Leeds, [b]

V 19, 9, 20, 21, 22. Common and Spiritual
Mercies. ^

1 \VTE bless the Lord, the just and good,

* » Who fills our hearts with joy and food ;
Who pours 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 grour.u ;
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 helps the weak, and guards the strong

4 He makes the saint and sinner prove
The common blessings of his love :

e But the wide difference that remains.
a Is endless joys and endless pains.

5 [The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread ;

The stubborn sinner's hope confound,
And smite him with a lasting wound.]
e 6 His own right hand his saints will raise,
From the deep earth, or deeper seas,
And bring them to his courts above,
There to enjoy his perfect love.

PSALM 69. 1st Part. C. M. Tunbridge. |"b

V. 1—14. The Sufferings of Christ for our Sat

vation.

1 [' ^J AVE me, O God ; the swelling floods

£5 * Break in upon my soul :
' 1 sink, and sorrows o'er my head,
' Like mighty waters roll



PSALM 69. 153

2 ' 1 cry till all my voice be gone ;
' In tears I waste the day :

' My God, behold my longing eyes,
' And shorten thy delay.

3 ' They hate my soul without a cause,
' And still their number grows,

' More than the hairs around my head ,
' And mighty are my foes.

4 ' 'Twas when I paid that dreadful debt,

I That men could never pay ;

' And gave those honours to. thy law,

* Which sinners took away.'

5 Thus, in the great Messiah's name,
The royal prophet mourns ;

Thus he awakes our hearts to grief,
And gives us joy by turns.

6 * Now shall the saints rejoice, and find
' Salvation in my name ;

' For I have borne their heavy load

' Of sorrow, pain, and shame.
7 ' Grief, like a garment, cloth'd me round,

' And sackcloth was my dress,
' While I procur'd for naked souls

' A robe of righteousness.

8 * Amongst my brethren and the Jews,

I I like a stranger stood,

' And bore their vile reproach, to bring

* The Gentiles near to God.

9 ' I came, in sinful mortals' stead,
1 To do my Father's will ;

' Yet, when I cleans 'd my Father's house,
'They scandaliz'd my zeal.

10 f My fastings and my holy groans

* Were made the drunkard's song ;
' But God, from his celestial throne,

' Heard my complaining tongue

11 ' He sav'd me from the dreadful deepi
' Nor let my soul be drown'd ;

' He rais'd and fix'd my sinking feet
4 On well established ground

19 ' 'Twas in a most accepted hour,
' My prayer arose on high ;



,54 PSALM 69.

And, for my sake, my God will hear
' The dying sinner's cry.']

C. M. 2nd Fart. Plymouth, [b]
i r . 14—21, 26, 29, 32. The Passion and Exalta-
tion of Christ.

1 [IVTOVV let our lips, with holy fear

1^1 And mournful pleasure, sing
The sufferings of our great High Priest,
The sorrows of our King.

2 He sinks in floods of deep distress ;
How high the waters rise !

While to his heavenly Father's ear
He sends perpetual cries.

3 ' Hear me, O Lord, and save thy Son,
' Nor hide thy saining face ;

* Why should thy fav'rite look like one,
' Forsaken of thy grace ?

4 ' With rage they persecute the man,
' Who groans beneath thy wound ;

' While for a sacrifice I pour
' My life upon the ground.

5 ' They tread my honour to the dust,
c And laugh when I complain ;

Their sharp, insulting slanders add
' Fresh anguish to my pain.

6 ' All my reproach is known to thee,
' The scandal and the shame ;

' Reproach has broke my bleeding heart,
' And lies defil'd my name.

/ ' 1 look'd for pity, but in vain:

' My kindred are my grief:
' I ask my friends for comfort round,

' But meet witli no relief.

8 ' With vinegar they mock my thirst ;
' They give me gall for food :

And, sporting with my dying groans.
' They triumph in my blood.

9 'Shine into my distressed soul 5
' Let thy compassion save ;

And though my flesh sink down to death,
Redeem it from the grave



PSALM 69. 155

10 ' I shall arise to praise thy name,
' Shall reign in worlds unknown ;

1 And thy salvation, O my God,
'* Shall seat me on thy throne ']

C. M. 3d Part. Bethlehem. St. Asaph's. [*1
Christ's Obedience and Death..
1 T^ATHER, I sing thy wondrous graee,

-T I bless my Saviour's name ;
He bought salvation for the poor,
And bore the sinner's shame.

o 2 His deep distress has rais'd us high :
His duty and his zeal
Fulfill'd the law which mortals broke,
And finish'd all thy will.

— 3 His dying groans, his living songs,
Shall better please my God,
Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound ,
Than goat's or bullock's blood.

o 4 This shall his humble fch'wers see,

And set their hearts at rest ;
— They, by his death draw near to thee,

And live for ever blest.

s 5 Let heaven, and all that dwell on high,
To God their voices raise 5
While lands and seas assist the sky,
And join t' advance his praise.

g 6 Zion is thine, most holy God ;
Thy Son shall bless her gates :
And glory, purchas'd by his blood,
For thine own Israel'waits.

L. M. 1st Part. Dresden. Armley. fb]
Christ's Passion, and Sinners' Salvation
e 1 "IAEEP in our hearts, let us record

sJ The deeper sorrows of our Lord ;
a Behold the rising billows roll,
To overwhelm his holy soul.

e 2 In long complaints he spends his breath,
— While hosts of hell, and powers of death,

And all the sons of malice ? join,

To execute their curst design
11



156 PSALM 69.

o 3 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love

Have made the curse a blessing prove j

Chose dreadful sulPrings of thy son

Aion'd for sins that we had done.

4 The pangs of our expiring Lord

The honours of thy law restor'd ;

His sorrows made thy justice known,

And paid for follies not his own.
p 5 Oh, for his sake, our guilt forgive,

And let the mourning sinner live !
p The Lord will hear us in his name,

Nor shall our hope be tum'd to shame.

L. M. 2nd Part. Geneva. Carthage, [b]
V. 7, &c. Christ's Sufferings and Zeal.

1 'm WAS for our sake, eternal God,
A Thy Son sustain 'd that heavy load

Of base reproach and sore disgrace,

And shame derll'd his sacred face.

f2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin,
Abus'd the man that check'd their sin:
While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,
They hated him, but without cause.

3 ' My Father's house,' said he, ' was made
' A place for worship, riot for trade ,'
Then, scattering all their gold and brass,
He scourg'd the merchants from the place.]

4 Zeal for the temple of his God
Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood j
Reproaches at thy glory thrown

He felt, and mourn 'd them as his own.

( 5 His friends forsook, his followers 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 :
a They nail him to the shameful tree ; —
p There hung the man who died for me !

n 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.]



PSALM 71. 157

—8 But God beholds ; and. from his throne
Marks out tl.e men who hale his Son :

o The hand that rais'd him from the dead,
Will pour forth vengeance on their head.

PSALM 71. C. M. 1st Part. York. [*]
V. 5 — 9. The aged Suhifs Reflections and Hopt>

1 TVTY God, mv everlasting hope,
-L'-i I live upon thy truth ;

Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthen 'd all my youth.

2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy power,
With all these limbs of mine ;

And from my mother's painful hour,
I've been entirely thine.

3 Still has my life new wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry year ;

Behold my days that yet remain,

1 trust them to thy care.
p 4 Cast me not off when strength declines,

When hoary hairs arise ;
— And round me let thy glories shine,

Whene'er thy servant dies.
o 5 Then, in the hist'ry of my age,

When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in ev'ry page,

In ev'ry line — thy praise.

C. M. 2nd Part. Barby. Sunday [*J
V. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24. Christ our Strength and
Righteousness.
I TV/T Y Saviour, my almighty Friend,
IT A When I begin thy praise,
e Where will the growing numbers end,

The numbers of thy grace?
— 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ;
Thy goodness I adore ;
And since I knew thy graces first,
I speak thy glories more.
o 3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road ;
And march with courage in thy strength.
To see my Father God.
p 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress
For some surprising sin,



158 PSALM 71.

— I'll plead thy perfect righteousness ;
And mention none but thine.

o 5 How will thy lips rejoice to tell
The vict'ries of my King !
My soul, redeem 'd from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.

6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim
My Saviour and my God ;

His death has brought my foes to shame,
And drown'd them in his blood.

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ;
With this delightful song

I'll entertain the darkest hours,
Nor think the season long.]

C. M. 3rd Part. Hymn 2d. Canterbury, [b]
V. 17 — 21. The aged Christian's' Prayer and
Song.
1 /pi OD of my childhood, and my youth,

vtf The guide of a'l my days,

I have declar'd thy heavenly truth,

And told thy wondrous ways.

p 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs,
And leave my fainting heart?
Who shall sustain my sinking years,
If God, my strength, depart?

3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim
To the surviving age,

And leave the savour of thy name,
When I shall quit the stage.

4 The land of silence and of death
Attends my next remove ;

- 0 may these poor remains of breath
Teach the wide world thy love !

PAUSE.
[5 Thy righteousness is deep and high,

Unsearchable thy deeds •,
Thy glory spreads beyond the sky,

And all my praise exceeds.

6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,

A.nd oft endur'u the grief;
But when thy hand has press'd me pore,

Thy grace was my relief. '



PSALM 72. 159

7 By long experience have I known

Thy sovereign power to save ;
At thy command I venture down,
Securely, to the grave.
e 8 When I lie buried deep in dust,
— My flesh shall be thy care ;
e These with'ring limbs with thee I trust,
o To raise them strong and fair.

PSALM 72. L.M. 1st Part. Oporto. Mantwich. [*
The Kingdom of Christ.

1 i^J.REAT God, whose universal sway

^J The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give tile kingdom to thy Sun ;
Extend his power, exalt his throne.

2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands ;
All heaven submits to his commands j
His justice will avenge the poor,

And pride and rage prevail no more.
o 3 With power he vindicates the just,

And treads th' oppressor in the dust ;
e His worship and his fear shall last,

'Till hours, and years, and time be past
b 4 As rain on meadows newly mown,

So shall he send his influence down ;

His grace on fainting souls distils,

Like heavenly drw on thirsty hill3.
— 5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath

The shades of overspreading death,
o Revive at his first dawning light ;

And deserts blossom at the sight.
o 6 The saints shall flourish in his days,

Press'd in the robes of joy and praise \
g Peace, like a river, from his throne

Shall flow to nations yet unknown
L. M. 2nd Part. Sheffield. Leeds. [*]
Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles

1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun
*J Does his successive journeys run ;

His kingdom suetch from shore to shore,

'Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
o 2 (Behold the islands, with their kings,

And Europe her best tribute brings ;



160 PSALM 73.

— — *

From north to south the princes meet,

To pay their homage at his feet.
g 3 There Persia, glorious to behold—

There India shines in eastern gold j

And barliarous nations, at his word,

Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.)
— 4 For him shall endless prayer be made,

And praises throng to crown his head ;

His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise

With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
b 5 People and realms, of every tongue,

Dwell on his love with sweetest song ,

And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings en his name.

o 6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ,
The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains ;
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.

— 7 (Where he displays his healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more ;
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.

g 8 Let ev'ry creature rise — and bring
Peculiar honours to their King :
Angels descend with songs again;
And earth repeat the long AMEN.)

' PSALM 73. C. M. 1st Part. Bedford. [*]
jSfflictrd Saints, avd prosperous Sinners.

1 [lVOW I'm convinced the Lord is kind

-l ^ To men of hearts sincere ;
Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd,
And border'd on despair.

2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath :

'How pl&asant and profane they live!

* How peaceful is 'heir death!

3 'With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes,
' They lay their fears to sleep :

'Against the heavens fheir slanders rise,
'"While saints in silence weep.

4 * In vain I lift my hands to pray,

* And cleanse my heart in vain,



PSALM 73. 1C

* For I am chasten'd all |he day ;

* The night renews my pain.'

5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints,
I felt my heart reprove ;

•Sure I shall thus offend thy saints,

* And grieve the men I love.'

6 But still I found my doubts too hard —
The conflict too severe ;

Till I letir'd to search thy word,
And learn thy secrets there.

7 There, as in some prophetic glass,
I saw the sinner's feet,

Hijrh mounted on a slipp'ry place,
Beside a fiery pit.

8 I heard the wretch profanely boast,
Till at thy frown he fell :

His honours in a dream are lost,
And he awakes in hell.

9 Lard, what an envious fool I was !
How like a thoughtless beast!

Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace,
And think the wicked blest.

10 Yet. I was kept from full despair,
Upheld by power unknown :

That blessed hand that broke the snare,
Shall guide me to thy throne.]

CM. 2nd Part. St. Jinn's. [*}
V. 23 — 28. God our Portion, here and hcreaftoi

1 f~* OD, my Supporter, and my Hope,
^JT My Help for ever near;

Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When sinking in despair.

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness •,

Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
e 3 Were I in heaven without my God,
'Twould be no joy to me ;
And whilst this earth is my abode,
I long for none but tliee.
e 4 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint ?



162 PSALM 7a

o God is my soul's eterfcal Rock,
The strength of ev'ry saint.
p 5 Behold, the sinners who remove
Far from thy presence — die ;
Not all the idol gods they love,
Can save them when they cry.
—6 But to draw near to thee, my God,

Shall be my sweet employ ;
o My tongue shall sound thy works abroad,
u And tell the world my joy. Reading.

L. M. Geneva. Babylon, [bj
V. 22, 3, 6, 17—20. The Prosperity of Sinners

cursed.
tlT ORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
J-* To mourn, and murmur, and repine,



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