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7 He gave them water from the rock;

And safe by Moses' hand, Thro' a dry desert led his flock Home to the promis'd land..

PSALM 78. First Part. C. M. Providences recorded for the instruction of Children:

LET children hear the mighty deeds,

Which in our younger years we saw,

And which our fathers told.
2 He bids us make his glories known;

His works of pow'r and grace:
And we'll convey his wonders down

Thro’ev'ry rising race.
3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons,

And they again to theirs;
That generations yet unborn

May teach them to their heirs.
Thus shall they learn in God alone

Their hope securely stands;
That they may ne'er forget his works,
But practise his commands.
PSALM 78, Second Part.

Second Part. C. M.
Isracl'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

His pow'r before their eyes.
3 They saw the plagues on Egypt light,
From his avenging hand :

What dreadful tokens of his might

Spread o'er the stubborn land! 4. They saw him cleave the mighty sea,

And march'd in safety through, With wat'ry walls to guard their way,

'Till they had ’scap'd the foe.
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 supplied ;

The gushing waters fell; And ran in rivers by their side,

A constant miracle, 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high,

And dar'd distrust his hand : “Can he with bread our host supply

6 Amidst this desert land ?”
8 The Lord with indignation heard,

And caus'd his wrath to flame :
His terrors ever stand prepar'd
To vindicate his name.
PSALM 78. Third Part. C. M.

Israel punished for intemperance, 1

WHEN Israel sinn'd, the Lord reprov’d,
Yet he forgave the tribes he lov’d,

And sent them heav'nly bread. 2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand,

And made his treasures known;
He gave the midnight clouds command

To pour provision down.
3 The manna like a morning show'r,

Lay thick around their feet :

The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure,

As tho’’twere angel's meat. 4 But they in murm'ring language said,

" Manna is all our feast : “ We loathe this light, this airy bread;

“ We must have flesh to taste.” 55 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;

And, greedy as they fed,
His vengeance burnt with secret fire,

And smote the rebels' dead. 7 When some were slain, the rest return’d,

And sought the Lord with tears; Under the rod they fear'd and mourn’d,

But soon forgot their fears.
8 Oft he chastis’d and still forgave :

Till, by his gracious hand,
The nation, he resolv'd to save,
Possess'd the promis?d land.

PSALM 79. L. M.
Complaint of the church against eneinies.

foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade : Thy holy temple stands defil'd;

In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the vallies, drench'd in blood,

Thy people falln in death remain :
The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour;

And savage beasts divide the slain.
3 Th' insulting foes with impious rage,

Reproach thy children to their face:

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- 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 condemnd 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 names 6 So shall thy children, freed from death,

Eternal songs of honour raise ;
And ev'ry future age

shall tell
Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard’ning grace:

PSALM 80. First Part. L. M.

The prayer of the church under affliction. 1

, Who didst

between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep,

Safe thro' the desert and the deep2 Thy church is in the desert now,

Shine from on high, and guide us through:
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,

We shall be sav'd and sigh no more.
3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obey,

How long shall we lament and pray,
And wait in vain thy kind return ?

How long shall thy fierce anger burn? 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread,

Thy saints with their own tears are fed :
Turn us to thee, thy love restore,
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more

PSALM 80. Second Part. L. M.

The vineyard of God wasted. LORD thou hast planted with thy hands

; Thy pow'r defended it around,

And heav'nly dews enrich'd the ground. 2 How did the spreading branches shoot,

And bless the nations with the fruit !
But now, dear Lord, look down and see

Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 3 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 thy vine. 4 Return, almighty God, return;

Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn :
Turn us to thee, thy love restore ;
We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more.
PSALM 80. Third Part. L.M.

Christ, the defender of his church.
LORD, when thy vine in Canaan

grew, Thou wast its strength and glory too; Attack'd in vain by all its foes,

'Till the fair Branch of promise rose. 2 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot

From David's stock, from Jacob's root; Himself a noble Vine, and we

The lesser branches of the Tree. 3 'Tis thy own Son; and he shall stand

Girt with thy strength, at thy right hand; Th' eternal Son, enthron'd and blest,

To give his suffering people rest. 4 O! for his sake attend our cry,

Shine on thy churches, lest they die :

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