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PSALM 112. C.M.
The blessings of the pious and charitable. (cont.)

2	So God shall answer his request    With blessings on his seed.
3	No evil tidings shall surprise    His well establish'd mind: His soul to God, his refuge, flies,    And leaves his fears behind.
4	In times of general distress    Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness,    And give him peace divine,
5	His works of piety and love    Remain before the Lord: Honour on earth, and joys above,    Shall be his sure reward.

PSALM 113. L.M.
The sovereignty and goodness of God.

1	YE servants of th' Almighty King, In ev'ry age his praises sing: Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat.
2	Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty: Nor time, nor place, his pow'r restrain, Nor bound his universal reign.
3	Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light!
4	Behold his love! he stoops to view What saints above, and angels do; And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below.
5	From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor:

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PSALM 113. L.M.
The sovereignty and goodness of God. (cont.)

5	Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones.
6	A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice; Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last.
7	With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done: Faith may grow strong, when sense despairs; Tho' nature fails, the promise bears.

PSALM 114. L.M.
Miracles attending Israel's journey.

1	WHEN Israel freed from Pharaoh's hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land; The tribes with cheerful homage own Their King, and Judah was his throne.
2	Across the deep their journey lay; The deep divides to make them way; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head.
3	The mountains shook, like frighted sheep; Like lambs, the little hillocks leap; Nor Sinai, on her base, could stand, Conscious of sov'reign pow'r at hand.
4	What pow'r could make the deep divide? Or Jordan, backward roll his tide? Why did ye leap, ye little hills? And whence the fright that Sinai feels?
5	Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood, Retire and know th' approaching God; The king of Israel, see him here; Tremble thou earth, adore and fear.
6	He thunders, and all nature mourns; The rocks to standing pools he turns;