The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter ::

A new Song to the Lord rehearse,
Sing to him all the Universe.
O blesse his Name, in Songs display
His saving mercies every day.
His glory, and his wonders tell
To Nations who far distant dwell.
This great Lord must be greatly prais'd,
Whose feare above all Gods is rais'd.

For Heathen Gods are Idols vaine:
But 'tis the Lord doth heav'n sustaine.

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Honour, and awe are him before,
His sanctuary strong in pow'r.
Ye kindreds then on earth that live,
Unto the Lord due honour give:
Ascribe all glory to his Name,
And let his Courts with off'rings flame.

O worship him, your zeale express,
In beauty, and in holiness.
Let all the earth before him feare,
And say, God doth the Scepter beare.
The world shall be establish'd so,
It shall not from its fast'nings go.
He to the people righteously
His small judgment shall apply.

Let earth be glad, and heav'n rejoyce;
The roaring Ocean make a noyse:
Be glad ye fruits sprung from the fields,
With all the trees the forrest yields:
For lo, to judgment God doth come,
He comes to give the earth it's doome;
His just revenge the world pursu'th,
To judge the people with his truth.

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Psal. XCVI.