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Fix'd is thy base: throughout its coasts
No city Jacob 's region boasts,
Whose gates, O Sion , share, like thine,
The favour of the hand divine.

2.

Thee God the Mansion of his rest,
And Seat of Empire has confess'd,
While thus aloud to latest days
His heav'nly Edict speaks thy praise;

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Amidst the Souls that own my sway;
And learn my precepts to obey,
Thy Sons, O Nile , shall find a place,
And Babylon 's accepted Race;

4.

1.

Lord! to my wants thy ear incline;
Behold me, as with grief I pine;
My hope confirm, and guard from ill
A soul subjected to thy Will.

2.

From rising to declining day
To Thee with fervent lip I pray;
Propitious, to thy servant's heart
Thy chearing influence impart:

3.

To Thee, to Thee I vent my care;
I know thee, Lord, nor slow to spare,
Nor weak to vindicate from harm
The Souls with pure devotion warm.

4.

My days with sorrow clouded o'er,

1.

Our eyes, great God, have seen thy grace
Its beams effuse on Jacob 's race,
Loose from their chains the captive Band,
And call them to their native land.

2.

Thy Mercy, Lord, their woes has heal'd,
Their trespass hid, their pardon seal'd,
Check'd in mid course thy dreadful ire,
And bid its kindled flames expire.

3.

O grant us still thy Love to share;
God of our health! accept the pray'r,
That seeks thy clemency to win,
And cleanse, O cleanse us from our sin.

4.

1.

How sweet thy Dwellings, Lord, how fair!
What Peace, what Bliss, inhabit there!
With ardent hope, with strong desire,
My heart, my flesh, to Thee aspire;
I burn to tread thy Courts, and Thee,
My God, the living God, to see.

2.

Eternal King, within thy Dome
The Sparrow finds her peaceful home;
With her the Dove, a licens'd Guest,
Assiduous tends her infant nest,
And to thy Altar's sure defence
Commits th' unfeather'd innocence.

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Blest, who, like these, from day to day

1.

My God, no longer silent stand;
No longer let thy pow'rful hand
Withhold its oft-requested aid,
While thus thy foes our peace invade;

2.

While flush'd with hope the impious Band
In mingled tumult round us stand,
Exulting in our sorrows rise,
And brave with lifted head the skies.

3.

Behold them, Lord, their arts employ,
The Heav'n-rais'd People to destroy,
The Souls, whom with thy favour crown'd
Thy secret presence wraps around.

4.

1.

While, cloth'd with pow'r divine, their bar
Earth's Lords have fix'd, a mightier far
Amidst the Consistory stands,
And justice from their lips demands.

2.

How long shall your unequal scale
Thus bid the impious cause prevail?
Why are your thoughts by Falsehood sway'd,
And not in Reason's balance weigh'd?

3.

Let Law the Orphan's claim secure;
Lend to the helpless and the poor
Your willing ear; assert their right,
And save them from oppressive might.

4.

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To God our Strength exalt the song,
To Jacob 's Lord the note prolong;
Prepare, prepare with tuneful art
Your shares of harmony to part:

2.

Come, take the Hymn, the timbrel ring,
Praise on the harp your heav'nly King;
Strike into life the trembling wire,
With loudest blasts the trump inspire;

3.

For see the Moon with recent horn
Lead joyous on the festal Morn,
Whose hallow'd mirth to Israel 's Tribes
Thy Mandate, mightiest Lord, prescribes.

4.

1.

Shepherd of Israel , bow thine ear;
O Thou our pray'r indulgent hear,
Who Joseph 's pasture hast prepar'd,
His Guide by day, by night his Guard.

2.

Betwixt the Cherubs seated high,
Glad with thy beams our longing eye:
Thine aid, great God, intreated give,
And teach our fainting hope to live.

3.

With All who from Manasses claim
Their birth, and All of Ephraim 's name,
Each hostile pow'r by Thee o'erthrown,
Let Benjamin thy presence own;

4.

1.

O Israel 's Father, King, and God!
The Heathen Pow'rs thy lov'd abode
Rapacious seize; the Heathen Pow'rs
Thy shrine profane; and Salem 's Tow'rs
That struck with sacred awe the eye,
Now whelm'd in wide confusion lie.

2.

Beasts, and each Bird that wings the air,
Thy slaughter'd Saints insatiate tear,
Whose blood beneath the Victor's sword
In streams round Salem 's walls was pour'd;
None wept their fall, or pitying gave
The cheap indulgence of a grave.

3.

1.

Ye Nations, to my Law give ear,
The dictates of my lips revere,
While Heav'n-taught Parables they yield,
And Truths in mystic song conceal'd:

2.

Truths, which, from earliest ages heard,
To Us in sacred trust transferr'd,
From Sire to Son successive flow,
That latest times our God may know;

3.

That latest times in thankful verse
His boundless Mercies may rehearse,
And own the Wonders of his hand
Whose pow'r presides o'er Judah 's land.

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