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To God the Fa-ther, God the son, And God the Spi - rit, Three in One,
Christ all-sufficient. [Ps. 16. iii. 3. Rise for our help, eternal Lord ! 1. How fast their guilt and sorrows rise,
Salvation shall attend thy word:
Thy mercy, Lord, alone we claim;
Redeem us, and exalt thy name.
94. 2. My God provides a richer cup,
Refuge in God. [Ps. 57. ii. And nobler food to live upon:
1. When gathering storms around me spread, He for my life hath offered up
My gracious God, command thy aid: Jesus, his best beloved Son.
Let mercy's guardian care inclose, 3. His love is my perpetual feast;
Since on thy mercy I repose. By day his counsels guide me right: 2. Beneath thy shade my troubled mind And be his name forever blest,
Its refuge and its rest would find : Who gives me sweet advice by night. Beneath thy wings my soul I'll cast, 4. I set him still before mine eyes;
Till life's last gloomy hour be past.
Through earth's dark clouds I urge my cry;
Whose mercy can allay the storm,
And all I want or wish perform. 93. Prayer for Help. (Ps. 44. iv. 1 Why should thy face, where mercies dwell. 4, From heaven my God his aid shall send. Its beams of majesty conceal ;
From every enemy defend; Regardless of the woes that wait
His mercy and his truth display, A round our long-afilicted state ?
Nor let my fiercest foes dismay. 2. Behold! our soul with sorrow bends, 5. Be thou exalted, O my God, And down to dust our life descends;
Above the heavens, thy high abode ! And, while thine arm its ail denies,
O’er all the glories aarth can claim, Prostrate on earth deserted lies.
Extend the honors of thy name!
Our graces droop, our comforts die; 1. O Lord, thy counsels and thy care
Return, and let thy glories rise My safety and my comfort are:
Again, to our admiring eyes ; And thou shalt guide me all thy days,
Till glory crown the work of grace. 4. Till filled with light, and joy, and love, 2. In whom but thee in heaven above.
Thy courts below, like those above, Can I repose my trust, my love?
Triumphant hallelujahs raise, And shall an earthly object be
And heaven and earth resound thy praise. Loved in comparison with thee? 2. My flesh is hastening to decay;
98. Honor of converting Sinners. [Hy. 563. Soon shall the world haye passed away: 1. How blest are those, bow truly wise, And what can mortal friends avail,
Who learn and keep the sacred road! When heart, and strength, and life shall fail How happy they whom heaven employs 4. But oh, be thou, my Saviour, nigh,
To turn rebellious hearts to God:And I will triumph when I die:
2. To win them from the fatal way My strength, my portion, is divine;
Where erring folly thoughtless roves, And Jesus is forever mine!
And that blest righteousness display
Which Jesus wrought and God approves. 96. Prayer for Grace. [Ps. 85. i.
3. The shining firmament shall fade, 1. LORD, thou hast called thy grace to mind,
And sparkling stars resign their light; Thou hast reversed our heavy door;
But these shall know nor change nor sbade, So God forgave when Israel sinned,
Forever fair, forever bright.
(Hy. 685. And made thy fiercest wrath abate :
1. God of the morning, at thy voice Now let our hearte be turned to thee,
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And thy salvation be complete.
And like a giant doth rejoice 3. Revive our dying graces, Lord,
To run his journey through the skies. And let thy saints in thee rejoice; Make known thy truth, fulfill thy word;
2. From the fair chambers of the east,
The circuit of his race begins, We wait for praise to tune our voice.
And without weariness or rest, 4 We wait to hear what God will say;
Round the whole earth he flies and shines He'll speak, and give his people peace; But let them run no more astray,
3. O, like the sun, may I fulfill Lest his returning wrath increase,
Th’appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind and active will, 97. Christ's Presence invoked fly. 7. March on, and keep my heavenly way. 1. Oft in the temples of thy grace,
4. Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Thy saints, O Lord, behold thy face;
Enlightening our beclouded eyes; And oft have seen thy glory shine,
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure, With power and majesty divine :
Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 2. But soon, alas! thine absence mouin, 5. Give me thy counsel for my guide, And pray, and wish thy kind return;
And then receive me to thy bliss; Without thy life-inspiring light,
All my desires and hopes beside "Tis all a scene of gloomy night.
Are faint and cold, compared with this.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise him, all creatures here be - low;
a - bove, ye heavenly host; Praise Fa-ther, Son, and Ho - ly Ghost.
Morning Song. [Ps. 3. iii. 3. Yet there is one of human frame, 1. O LORD, how many are my foes,
Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood,
Thinks it no robbery to claim
A full equality with God. But my defence and hope is God. 4. Their glory shines with equal beams : 2. Tired with the burdens of the day,
Their essence is forever one, To thee I raised an evening cry;
Though they are known by different names, Thou heard'st when I began to pray,
The Father God, and God the Son. And thine almighty help was nich.
| 5. Then let the name of Christ, our King, 3. Supported by thy heavenly aid,
With equal honors be adored; I laid me down, and slept secure;
His praise let every angel sing, Not death should make my heart afraid,
And all the nations own the Lord. Though I should wake and rise no more. 4. But God sustained me all the night; 102.
Gratitude to Christ. (Hy. 123. Salvation doth to God belong: He raised my head to see the light,
1. Loud, when my thoughts delighted rove And make his praise my morning song.
Amid the wonders of thy love,
Sweet hope revives my drooping heart, 101. Divinity of Christ. [lly. 102.
And bids intruding fears depart. 1. Bright King of glory, dreadful God! 2. The Lord of life, the Saviour, dies, Our spirits bow before thy feet;
For mortal crimes a sacrifice : To thee we lift an humble thought,
What love, what mercy, how divine 1 And worship at thine awful seat.
Jesus, and can I call thee mine? 2. A thousand seraphs, strong and bright, 3. Tie all my heart, and all my days Stand round the glorious Deity;
I levoted to my Saviour's praise : But who, among the song of light,
Vand let my glad obedience prove Pretendo comparison with thee?
I low much I owe-how much I love.
Heaven. [Hy. 516. 1. Thou only Sovereign of my heart,
1. DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove ; My Refuge, my almighty Friend
Stoop down and take us on thy wings; And can my soul from thee depart,
And mount, and bear us far above On whom alone my hopes depend?
The reach of these inferior things :2. Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
2. Beyond, beyond this lower sky, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ?
Up where eternal ages roll, Can this dark world of sin and woe
Where solid pleasures never die, One glimpse of happiness afford ?
And fruits immortal feast the soul. 2 Eternal life thy words impart:
3. O, for a sight, a pleasing sight On these my fainting spirit lives;
Of our almighty Father's throne! Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, Than all the round of nature gives.
Clothed in a body like our own. 4. Let earth's alluring joys combine;
4. Adoring saints around him stand, While thou art near, in vain they call;
And thrones and powers before him fall; One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
The God shines gracious through the man, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
And sheds sweet glories on them all. 5. Thy name my inmost powers adore;
5. O, what amazing joys they feel, Thou art my life, my joy, my care:
While to their golden harps they sing,
And sit on every heavenly hill,
And spread the triumphs of their King! 6. Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
6. When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
That I shall mount, to dwell above; Still let me live beneath thine eye,
And stand, and bow, and worship there, For life, eternal life, is thine.
And view thy face, and sing, and love? 104. Aspirations for Grace. [ny. 10. 106. Praise God forever. Hy. 581. 1. I THIRST, but not as once I did,
The vain delights of earth to share; 1. God of my life, through all its days Thy wounds, Immanuel, all forbid,
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise; That I should seek my pleasure there.
The song shall wake with opening light,
And warble to the silent night. 2. It was the sight of thy dear cross, First weaned my soul from earthly 2. When anxious cares would break my rest, things;
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, And taught me to esteem as dross
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, The mirth of fools, and pomp of kings.
Shall check the murmur and the sigh. s. I want that grace that springs from thee, 3. When death o'er nature shall prevail,
That quickens all things where it flows, And all its power of language fail, And makes a wretched thorn like me
Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose.
And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4. For sure, of all the plants that share 4. But oh! when that last conflict's o'er, The notice of my Father's eye,
And I am chained to flesh no more, None proves less grateful to his care,
With what glad accents shall I rise, Or yields bim meaner fruit than I.
To join the music of the skies !
To God the Fa- ther, God the Son, And God the Spi - rit, Three in
- His mercy, his unchanging love: 1. This spacious earth is all the Lord's,
Low in the dust my hopes were laid, And men and worms, and beasts and birds : But God appeared with timely aid. He raised the building on the seas,
3. Return, my soul, and sweetly rest And gave it for their dwelling-place.
On thine almighty Father's breast;
The bounties of his grace adore, 2. But there's a brighter world on high,
And count his wondrous mercies o'er.
4. What shall I render to the Lord ? And dwell so near his Maker, God?
Or how his benefits record!
To him my grateful voice I'll raise, 3. He that abhors and fears to sin,
And pour libations to his praise.
The vows of my distressful day:
Their guardian God forever kind. 4. These are the men, the pious race,
That seek the God of Jacob's face:
Prayer in Despondency. [Ps. 142. ii. And dwell in everlasting light.
1. The Lord sball hear my humble prayer,
To him my heart disclosed its care;
I'll pour my sorrows at his seat, 108. Grateful Love. Ps. 116. Il.
And all my griefs and fears repeat. 1. I love the Lord; his gracious ear
2. O'erwhelmed with woe my spirit lay, Inclined to my distressful prayer;
Yet still my God observed my way: He heard my supplicating voice,
Thine eyes the secret snares discerned, And bade my fainting heart rejoice. | Spread round my steps where'er I turned