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1. How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol-god;

I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.

2. My God provides a richer cup,

And nobler food to live upon:
He for my life hath offered up
Jesus, his best beloved Son.
3. His love is my perpetual feast;

By day his counsels guide me right:
And be his name forever blest,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.
4. I set him still before mine eyes;

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At my right hand he stands prepared To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard.

1 WHY should thy face, where mercies dwell,
Its beams of majesty conceal;
Regardless of the woes that wait
Around our long-afflicted state?

2. Behold! our soul with sorrow bends,
And down to dust our life descends;
And, while thine arm its aid denies,
Prostrate on earth deserted lies.

3. Rise for our help, eternal Lord! Salvation shall attend thy word: Thy mercy, Lord, alone we claim; Redeem us, and exalt thy name.

1. WHEN gathering storms around me spread,
My gracious God, command thy aid:
Let mercy's guardian care inclose,
Since on thy mercy I repose.
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2. Beneath thy shade my troubled mind
Its refuge and its rest would find:
Beneath thy wings my soul I'll cast,
Till life's last gloomy hour be past.
3. Up to Jehovah, God most high,
Through earth's dark clouds I urge my cry;
Whose mercy can allay the storm,
And all I want or wish perform.

4, From heaven my God his aid shall send, From every enemy defend;

His mercy and his truth display,
Nor let my fiercest foes dismay.

5. Be thou exalted, O my God,
Above the heavens, thy high abode !
O'er all the glories earth can claim,
Extend the honors of thy name!

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God our Portion.

1. O LORD, thy counsels and thy care
My safety and my comfort are:
And thou shalt guide me all thy days,
Till glory crown the work of grace.
2. In whom but thee in heaven above.
Can I repose my trust, my love?
And shall an earthly object be
Loved in comparison with thee?

3. My flesh is hastening to decay;

Soon shall the world haye passed away:
And what can mortal friends avail,
When heart, and strength, and life shall fail?

4. But oh, be thou, my Saviour, nigh,
And I will triumph when I die:
My strength, my portion, is divine;
And Jesus is forever mine!

1. LORD, thou hast called thy grace to mind,
Thou hast reversed our heavy doom;
So God forgave when Israel sinned,
And brought his wandering captives home.

2. Thou hast begun to set us free,

And made thy fiercest wrath abate: Now let our hearts be turned to thee, And thy salvation be complete.

3. Revive our dying graces, Lord,

And let thy saints in thee rejoice; Make known thy truth, fulfill thy word; We wait for praise to tune our voice. 4. We wait to hear what God will say; He'll speak, and give his people peace; But let them run no more astray, Lest his returning wrath increase. 97.

Christ's Presence invoked

[Hy. 7.

1. OFT in the temples of thy grace,
Thy saints, O Lord, behold thy face;
And oft have seen thy glory shine,
With power and majesty divine:-.

2. But soon, alas! thine absence moun,
And pray, and wish thy kind retura;
Without thy life-inspiring light,
"Tis all a scene of gloomy night.

Our graces droop, our comforts die;
Return, and let thy glories rise
Again, to our admiring eyes;-

4. Till filled with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise,

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And heaven and earth resound thy praise.

Honor of converting Sinners. [Hy. 563.

1. How blest are those, how truly wise, Who learn and keep the sacred road! How happy they whom heaven employs To turn rebellious hearts to God:

2. To win them from the fatal way

Where erring folly thoughtless roves, And that blest righteousness display Which Jesus wrought and God approves.

3. The shining firmament shall fade,

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And sparkling stars resign their light; But these shall know nor change nor shade, Forever fair, forever bright.

1. GoD of the morning, at thy voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice

To run his journey through the skies.

2. From the fair chambers of the east, The circuit of his race begins,

And without weariness or rest,

Round the whole earth he flies and shines.

3. O, like the sun, may I fulfill

Th' appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind and active will,

March on, and keep my heavenly way.
4. Lord, thy commands are clean and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.

5. Give me thy counsel for my guide,
And then receive me to thy bliss;
All my desires and hopes beside

Are faint and cold, compared with this.

Praise him

In this weak state of flesh and blood! My peace they daily discompose; But my defence and hope is God. 2. Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 8. Supported by thy heavenly aid,

I laid me down, and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4. But God sustained me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong; He raised my head to see the light, And make his praise my morning song. 101.

Divinity of Christ.

[Hy. 102.

1. BRIGHT King of glory, dreadful God!
Our spirits bow before thy feet;
To thee we lift an humble thought,
And worship at thine awful seat.

2. A thousand seraphs, strong and bright,
Stand round the glorious Deity;
But who, among the sons of light,
Pretends comparison with thee?

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Jesus precious.
1. THOU only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend-
And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
2. Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3. Eternal life thy words impart:

On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.

4. Let earth's alluring joys combine;

While thou art near, in vain they call; One smile, one blissful smile of thine, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 5. Thy name my inmost powers adore;

Thou art my life, my joy, my care: Depart from thee?-'tis death-'tis moreTis endless ruin, deep despair!

6. Low at thy feet my soul would lie;

Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is thine.

1. I THIRST, but not as once I did,
The vain delights of earth to share;
Thy wounds, Immanuel, all forbid,

That I should seek my pleasure there.

2. It was the sight of thy dear cross,

First weaned my soul from earthly things;

And taught me to esteem as dross

The mirth of fools, and pomp of kings.

3. I want that grace that springs from thee, That quickens all things where it flows, And makes a wretched thorn like me Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose.

4. For sure, of all the plants that share

The notice of my Father's eye,
None proves less grateful to his care,
Or yields him meaner fruit than I.

1. DESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove;
Stoop down and take us on thy wings;
And mount, and bear us far above
The reach of these inferior things:-

2. Beyond, beyond this lower sky,
Up where eternal ages roll,
Where solid pleasures never die,

And fruits immortal feast the soul.

3. O, for a sight, a pleasing sight

Of our almighty Father's throne!
There sits our Saviour, crowned with light,
Clothed in a body like our own.

4. Adoring saints around him stand,

And thrones and powers before him fall; The God shines gracious through the man, And sheds sweet glories on them all.

5. O, what amazing joys they feel,

While to their golden harps they sing,
And sit on every heavenly hill,

And spread the triumphs of their King! 6. When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount, to dwell above; And stand, and bow, and worship there, And view thy face, and sing, and love?

1. God of my life, through all its days
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise;
The song shall wake with opening light,
And warble to the silent night.

2. When anxious cares would break my rest,
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast,
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high,
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.

3. When death o'er nature shall prevail,
And all its power of language fail,
Joy through my swimming eyes shall break,
And mean the thanks I cannot speak.
4. But oh! when that last conflict's o'er,
And I am chained to flesh no more,
With what glad accents shall I rise,
To join the music of the skies!