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For he within the gloomy deeps
Within dud bounds the mighty ocean keeps, Its dark foundations cast,
And in their watery cavern awes the deeps : And rear'd the pillars of the earth
Shook by that voice, the nodding groves around Amid the watery waste.
Start from their roots, and fly the dreadful sound. Who shall ascend his Sion's hill,
The blasted cedars low in dust are laid,
And Lebanon is left without a shade. 'Who from his sacred shrine shall breathe
Sce! when he speaks, the lofty mountains crowd, The sacrifice of prayer ?
And Aly for shelter from the thundering God:
Sirion and Lebanon like hinds advance, He only whose unsully'd soul
And in wild measures lead th' unwieldy dance. Fair virtue's paths has trod,
His voice, his mighty voice, divides the fire, Who with clean hands and heart regards Back from the blast the shrinking flames retire. His neighbour and luis God.
Evin Cades trembles when Jehovah speaks, On him shall his indulgent Lord
With all his Savages the desert slakes.
| At the dread sound the hinds with fear are stung, From God his Saviour shall descend
And in the lonely forest drop their young, All blessings on his head.
While in his hallow'd teinple all proclaim
His glorious honors, and adore his name,
High o'er the foaming sirtges of the sea
He sits, and bids the listening deeps obey : And flourish in his grace.
He reigns o'er all; for ever lasts his power
Till nature sinks, and time shall be no more. Lift up your stately heads, ye doors,
With strength the sons of Israel shall he bless, With hasty reverence rise ;
And crown our tribes with happiness and peace. Ye everlasting doors! who guard . The passes of the skies.
$ 20. Psalm 46th paraphrased. Pitt.
On God we build our sure defence,
In God our hope repose :
And guards us from our woes.
Then, be the Earth's unwieldy frame
Froin its foundation hurl'd,
We may, unmov'd with fear, enjoy
The ruins of the world.
What though the solid rocks be rent,
In tenipests whirl'd away?
What though the hills shall burst their roots, Decides the conquest, and suspends.
And roll into the sea ?
Thou Sea, with dreadful tumults swell,
And bid thy waters rise
In furious surges, till they dash
The flood-gates of the skies.
Our minds shall be serene and calm,
Like Siloah's peaceful flood;
Whose soft and silver streams refreshi
The City of our God. And burst the gates of day;
Within the proud delighted waves For see! the King of Glory comes
The wanton turrets play; - Along th' ethercal road :
The streams lead down their humid train, 'The cherubs through your folds shall bear
Reluctant to the sea.
Amid the scene the temple floats,
With its reflected towers, Oh! 'tis the God, whose care
Gilds all the surface of the flood, Leads on his Israel to the field,
And dances to the shores. Whose power control the war.
With wonder see what mighty power
Our sacred Sion cheers,
Her God, her God appears !
Bencath the wings of God.
See! how their weakness to proclaim, Rous'd from the Aattering dream of life,
To sleep within the grave. ,
The rapid moments pass,
The emblern of the grass.
In the first morn of life it grows,
And lifts its verdant head;
At noon decays, at evening dies,
And withers in the mead.
We in the glories of thy face,
Our secret sins survey, -
| And see how gloomy those appear, Hither, ye numerous nations, crowd,
How pure and radiant they.
To death as our appointed goal
Thy anger drives us on:
To that full period fix'd at length
This tale of life is done.
With winged speed, to stated bounds
1 And linits we must fly, The harmony of peace.
While seventy rolling suns complete
Their circles in the sky.
Or if ten more around us roll,
"Tis labor, woe, and strife, Consumes the blazing car.
| Till we at length are quite drawn down }lear then his formidable voice,
To the last dregs of life. « Be still, and know the Lord:
But who, O Lord, regards thy wrathi, “ By all the heathen I'll be fear'd;
Though dreadful and severe? " By all the earth ador'd."
That wrath, whatever fear he feels,
Is equal to his fear.
So teach us, Lord, to count our days,
And eye their constant raoc,
To measure what we want in time,
By wisdom, and by grace. $21. Psalın goth paraphrased. Pitt. With us repent, and on our hearts . Thy hand, O Lord, through rolling years
Thy choicest graces shed,
And shower from thy celestial throne
Thy blessings on our head.
Oh! may thy mercy crown' us here,
And coine without delav;
Then our whole course of life will seem
One glad triumphant day.
Now the blest years of joy restore,
For those of grief and strife,
| And with one pleasant drop allay Ere the first race of Meeting time
This bitter draught of life.
(Thy wonders to the world display, We dic; but future nations hear
Thy servants to adorn,
That may delight their future sons,
And children yet unborn;
Thy beams of Majesty diffuse,
With them thy great commands,
And bid prosperity attend
The labors of our hands..
$ 22. Psalm 144th peranhrased. Pitt.! The longest æra is a night;
Aly soul, in raptures rise to bless the Lord, A period is an hour.
Who taught my hands to draw the fatal sword, We at thy mighty call, O Lord,
(Led by his arm, undaunted I appear Our fancy'd beings leave, In the first ranks of death, and front of war
He taught me first the pointed spear to wield, 1 Pilid up with plenty let our barns appear, And now the glorious harvest of the field. And bursi with all the Seasons of the Year; By hin inspir'd, fronıstrength to strength I pass'd, | Let pregnant flocks in every quarter bleat, Plung'd through the troops, and laid the battle and drop their tender young in every street.
In him my hopes I center and repose, swaste. Sare from their labors may our oxen come, He guards my life, and shields nie from my focs. Sase may they bring the gather'd summer home. lle held his ample buckler o'er my head, Oh! may no sighs, no sirzams of sorrow flow, And screen'd me treinbling in the mighty shade: To stain our triumphs with the tears of woe. Against all hostile violence and power, | Blest is the nation, how sincerely blest : He was my sword, my bulwark, and my tower. Of sucli unbounded happiness possest, lle o'er my people will maintain my sway, Towhoni Jehovah': sacred name is known, And teach my willing subjects to obey.
Who claim the God of Israel for their own. Lord! what is man, ostile and humble birth, Sprung with his kindred repiiles from the carth, That he should thus thy secret counsels share?') $23. The 34 Chapter of Ja. Pitt. Or what his son, who challenges thv care? | Jos curs'd his birth, and bade his curses flow Why does thine eye regard this nothing, man? In words of gricf, and eloquence of woc: His life a point, his measure but a span? Lost be that day which dragg'd me to my doom, The fancy'd pageant of a moment made, Recent to life, and struggling from the womb; Swift as a dream, and fleeting as a shade. 1 Whose beams with such malignant lustre shone,
Comeiathy power, and leaveth'ethereal plain, Whence all my years in anxious circles run. And to thy liarness'd tempest give the rein; Lost bc that niglit in undetermin'd space, Yon starry arch shall bend berieath the load, And veil with dceper shades her gloomy face, So loud the chariot, and so great the God! Which crowded up with woos this slender span, Soon as his rapid wheels Jeliovali rolls, While the dull mass rose quick'ning into nian. The folding skies shall tremble to the poles: O'er that curs d day let sable darkness rise, Ileav'ns gaudy Axle with the world shall fall, Shroud the blue vault, and blacken all the skies; Leap from thic centre, and unbinge the bail. May God o'eriook it from his heavenly throne,
Touch'd by thy hands, the laboring hills ex- Nor rouse froni sleep the sedentary sun, Thick clouds of smoke, and deluges ot fire, (pire O'er its dark face to shed his genial ray, . On the tall groves the red destroyer preys, And warm to joy the melancholy day. And wraps th' eternal mountains in the blazc: May the clouds frown, and livid poisons breathe, Full on my fue; may all thy lightnings fly, And stain heaven's azure with the shade of death. On purple pinions through the glooniy sky. May ten-fold darkness from that dreadful
Extend thy hand, thou kind all-gracious God, night Down from the heavenofheavensthybrightabode, Seize and arrest the straggling gleams of light; And shield me from my foes, whose toweringpride To pay due vengeance for its fatal crime, ; Lowers like a storin, and gathers like a tide: Suill be it banish'd from the train of time; Against strange children vindicate my cause, Nor in the radiant list of months appear, Who curse thy naine, and trample on thy laws; To stain the shining circle of the year : Who fear not vengeance which they never felt, There through her dusky range inay silence Train'd to blasphere, and eloquent in guilt:
roam, Their hands are impious, and their deeds profane; There may no ray, noglinipse of gladness come; They plead their boasted innocence in vain. No voice to cheer the solitary gloom.
Thy name shall dwell for ever on my tongue, May every star his gaudy light with-hold;
Oft has thy hand from fight the monarch led, To that original my ills I owe;
And wak'd to life, to sleep in death again!
Safe had I slumber'd in the arms of peace; Like the bright pillars of our temple, gay, There with the mighty kings, who lie inrolld Polish'd, and tall, and sinooth, and fair as they.) In clouds of incense, and in beds of gold :
There with the princes, who in grandeur shone, ! Ilow then shall man, thus insolently proud, Andaw'd the trembling nations from the throne, Plead with his judge, and combat withi his God? Aflicted Job an equal rest must have,
How from his mortal mother can he come And share the dark retirement of the grave; Unstain'd from sin, untinctur'd from the womb? Or as a shapeless embryo seek the tomb,
'The Lord, from his sublime empyreal throne, Rude and imperfect from the abortire womb: As a dark globe regards the silver noon.. Ere motion's early principle began,
Those stars, that grace the wide celestial plain, Or the dim substance kindled into nran. (ccase, Are but the humblest sweepings of his train,
There from their monstrous crimes the wicked Dim are the brightest spleudors of the sky; Their lalworing guilt is weary'd into peace; And the sun darkens in Jehovah's eve There blended sleep the coward and the brave; But does not sin diffuse a fouler stain, . Stretch'd with his lord, the undistinguish'dslave | And thicker darkness cloud the soul of man? Enjors the common refuge of the grave. Shall he the depths of endless wisdom know? An equal lot the inighty victor shares,
This siiort-liv'd sovereign of the world below? And lies amidst the captives of his wars; His frail original confounds his boast, [dust. With his, those captives iningle their remains, Sprung from the ground, and quicken'd from the The same in death, nor lessen'd by their chains. | Why are we doom'd to view the genial ray? Le Why cursid to bear the painful light of day?
$ 25. The Song of Moses in the Fifteenth Chapa 0! with what joy the wretches yiell their breath. I lot of Exodus, paraphrased. Pit. And pant in bitterness of soul for death!
Then to the Lord the vast triumphant throng As a rich prize the distant bliss they crave, of Israel's sons, with Moses, rais'd the song. And find the glorious treasure in the grave. To God our grateful accents will we raise, Why is the wretch condemn'd without relief And ev'ry tongue shall celebrate his praise: To combat woe, and tread the round of grief, Behold display'd the wonders of his might; W'hom in the toils of fate his God has bound, Behold the Lord triumphant in the fight! And drawn the line of miseries around? With what imınortal fame and glory grac'd!
When nature calls for aid, my sigiis intrude, What trophies rais'd amid the watery waste! My tears prevent my necessary food: . How did his power the steeds and riders sweep Like a full stream o'ercharg'd my sorrows flow, Ingulph'd in heaps,andwhelm'd bepeathihedeep! In bursts of anguish, and a tide of woe; Whom should we fear, while he, heaven's awful For now the dire affliction which I fled, L'osheaths for Israel his avenging sword? (Lord, Pours like a roaring torrent on my head. His outstretch'd arm, and tutelary care, Myterrors still, the phantom view'd, and wrought Guarded and sav'd us in the last despair: The dreadful image into every thought: His mercy cas'd us from our circling pains, At length pluck'd down, the fatal stroke I feel, Inbound our shackles, and unlock'd our chains. And lose the fancy'd in the real ill.
To him our God, our father's God, we'll rear ) A sacred temple, and adore him there | \lith vows and incense, sacritice and prayer. )
The Lord commands in war: his matchless $ 24. The 251h Chapter of Jol paraphrased.
Hangs out and guides the balance of the fight: Thex will vainman complainand inurmur still, By him the war the mighty leaders forin, And stand on terins with his Creator's will. And teach the hovering tumult where to storm. Shall this high privilege to clay be given? His name, O Israel, heaven's eternal Lord, Shall dust arraign the providence of Heaven? For ever honor'd, reverenc'd, and ador'd. With reason's line the boundless distance scan? When to the tight, from Egypt's fruitful soil, Oppose Heav'n's awful majesty to man? Pour'd forth in myriads all the sons of Nile; To what a length his vast dimensions run! |The Lord o'erthrew the courses and the car, How far beyond the journeys of the sun! Sunk Pharoah's pride, and overwhelm'd his war, He hung yon golden balls of light on high, Beneath th' encumber'd deeps his legions lay, And launch'd the planets through the liquidsky: For many a league impurpling all the sea : To rolling worlds he mark'd the certain space, The chiefs, and steeds, and warriors whirl'd Fix'd and sustain'd the elemental peace.
around, Unnamber'd as those worlds his armies move, Lay 'midst the roarings of the sarges drown'd. And the gay legions guard his realms above; Who shall thy power, thou mighty God, with High o'er thi' ethereal plains the myriads rise,
stand, And pour their flaming ranks along the skies : And check the force of thy victorious hand? From theirbrightarmsincessant splendors stream, Thy band, which red withi wrath in terror rose, And the wide azure kindles with the gleam. (To crush that day thy proud Egyptian foes.
To this low world he bids the light repair, Struckbythat hand, their drooping squadrons fall, Down through the gulphs of undulating air; Crowding in death; one fate o'erwhelms them all. For man he taught the glorious sun to roll Soon as thy anger charg'd with vengeance came, From his bright barrier to his western goal. They sunk like stubble crackling in the flame.
Althy dread voice the sunimon'd billows crowd, Till, all around with liquid toils besct,
The loosen'd billows burst from eyeryside, Mute and observant of the high comniand, I And whelm the war and warriors in ihe vide; Congeald with fear attends the watery train, But on each hand the solid billows stood, Rous'd froin the secret chambers of the main. Like loftv mounds to check the raging flood;
With savage joy the sons of Egypt cryil, Till the blest race to proinis d Canaan passid (Vast were their hopes, and boundless was their O'er the dry patlı, and trud the watery waste. Let us pursue those fugitives of Nile, (pride) This servile nation, and divide the spoil; And spread so wide the slaughter, vill their blood! 26. The 139th Psalm paraphrused. Pitt. Dyes with a stronger red the blushing flood. ODREAD Jehovah! thy all-piercing (yes Oh! what a copious prey their hosts afford, Explore the motions of this niortal frame, To glut and fatien the devouring sword! This tenement of dust : Thy stretching sight
As thus the yawning gulf the boasters pass'd, Surveys the harmonious principles, thal move At thy command rushid forth the rapid blast, In beautcous sank and order, to inform Then, at the signal given, with dreadful sway, This cask, and animated mass of cla;. . In one huge heap rolid down the roaring sca;
Nor are the prospects of thy wondrous sight And now the disentangled waves divide, To this terrestrial part of man contin'd; Unlock their folds, and thaw the frozen tide, But shoot into his soul, and there discern The deeps aları'd call terribly from far
The first matcrials of unfashion'd thouglı, 'The loud, embattled surges to the war,
Yet dim and undigested, ull the inind,
What God cau emulate thy power divine, Where'er I move, diy cares pursue my feet Or who oppose his miracles to thine?
Attendant. When I drink the dews of sleep, When joyful we adore thy glorious name, Stretch'd on my downy bed, and there emoy Thy trenibling foes confess their fear and shame; A sweet forgetfulness of all my toils, The world attends tly absolute command, | Unseen, thy sov'reign presence guards my sleep, And nature waits the wonders of thine hand. Wasts all the terrors of my dreams away, That hand, extended o'er the swelling sea, Sooths all my soul, and softens my repose.
The conscious billows reverence and obey. Before conception can employ the tongue, . O'er the devoted race the surges sweep,
And mould the ductile images to sound; And whelm the guilty nation in the deep. Before imagination stands display'd, That hand redeem'd us from our servile toil, Thine eve ine future eloquence can read, And each insulting tyrant of the Nile : | Yet unarray'd with specchi. Thou, mighty Lord! Our nation cane beneath that inighty hand, Hast moulded man from his congenial dust, From Egypt's realms, to Canaan's sacred land. And spoke him into being; while the clay, Thou wert their Guide, thcir Saviour, and their Beneath thy forming hand, leap'd forth, inspird, God,
And started into life; through every part, To smooth the wav,and clear their dreadful road. At thy command, the wheels of motion play'd. The distant kingdoms shall thy wonders hear, But such exalted knowledge leaves below, The fierce Philistines shall confess their fcari | And drops poor man from its superior sphere. Thy fame shall over Edom's princes spread, In vein, with reason's ballast, would lie try Aud Vloab's kings, the universal dread;
To stem thi'unfathomable depth : his bark While the vast scenes of miracles impart O'ersets, and foumders in the vast abyss. A thrilling horror to the bravest heart. 'Then whither shall the rapid fancy run, As through the world the gathering terror runs, Though in its full career, to spoed my flight Canaan shall shrink, and tremble for his sons : From thy unbounded presence? which, alone, 'Til thou hast Jacob from his bondage brought, Fills all the regions and extended space At such a vast expence of wonders bought, Beyond the bounds of nature! Whither, Lord! To Canaan's proinis'd realms and blest abodes, Shall my unrein'd imagination rove, Led through the dark recesses of the floods. To leave behind thy Spirit, and out-fly (spread, Crown'd with their tribes shall proudMoriah rise, Its influence, which, with brooding wings our: And rear his summit nearer to the skies. Hatch'd unflely'd nature froin the dark profound? Through ages, Lord, shall stretch thy bound- If mounted on iny tony'ring thoughts I climb less power,
Into the heaven of heavens, I there behold Thythrone shallstandwhentiine shall be no more: The blaze of thy unclouded majesty! For Pharaoh's steels, and cars, and warlike train, In the pure empyrean thee I view,' Leap'd in, and boldly rang'd the sandy plain : High thron'd alove all height, thy radiant shrine While in the dreadful road, and desct way, | Throng'd with the prostrate Seraphs, who receive The shining crowds of gasping fishes lay: