4 Before the scoffers of the age, I will exalt my Father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their head Knows not a limit, nor an end. Psalm 18:4. First Part. C. M. Victory and triumph over temporal enemies. 1 We love thee, Lord, and we adore, Now is thine arm reveal'd; Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower, Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We fly to our eternal rock, And find a sure defence; His holy name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. 3 When God, our leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms? The lightning of his spear? 4 He rides upon the winged wind, And angels in array In millions wait to know his mind, And swift as flames obey. 5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke, Whole armies are dismay'd; His voice, his frown, his angry look Strikes all their courage dead. 6 He forms our generals for the field, With all their dreadful skill; Gives them his awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. 7 [He arms our captains to the fight, Tho' there his name's forgot: He girded Cyrus with his might, But Cyrus knew him not. 8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest For his own church's sake: The powers that give his people rest, Shall of his care partake.] Psalm 18:5. Second Part. C. M. The conqueror's song. 1 To thine almighty arm we owe The triumphs of the day Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, And melt their strength away. 2 'Tis by thine aid our troops prevail, And break united powers, Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their towers. 3 How have we chas'd them thro' the field, And trod them to the ground, While thy salvation was our shield, But they no shelter found! 4 In vain to idol-saints they cry, And perish in their blood; Where is a rock so great, so high, So powerful as our God? 5 The Rock of Israel ever lives, His name be ever blest; 'Tis his own arm the victory gives, And gives his people rest. 6 On kings that reign as David did, He pours his blessings down; Secures their honours to their seed, And well supports the crown. Psalm 19:1. First Part. S. M. The book of nature and scripture. For a Lord's-day morning. 1 Behold the lofty sky Declares its maker God, And all his starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night Divinely teach his name. 3 In every different land Their general voice is known They shew the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye British lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his word, We are not left to nature's voice To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. 6 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great.