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131., Deliverance in Sickness. [Ps. 30. i. 4. Thence I derive a glimpse of hope,

To bear my sinking spirits up; 1. I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high,

I stretch my hands to God again, At thy command diseases fly;

And thirst, like parching lands, for rain. Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave?

. For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn:

When will thy smiling face return? 2. Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his,

Shall all my joys on earth remove;
And tell how large his goodness is;

And God forever hide his love!
Let all your powers rejoice, and trace
The wondrous records of his grace.

133. Acceptance through Christ. [ly. 227. 3. His anger but a moment stays; His love is life and length of days;

1. How shall the sons of men appear, Though grief and tears the night employ,

Great God! before thine awful bari The morning star restores the joy.

How may the guilty hope to find

Acceptance with th' eternal mind. 132. Complaint in Trouble. [Ps. 143. i. 2. Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries,

Not the most costly sacrifice,
1. My righteous Judge, my gracious God! Not infant blood profusely spilt,

Hear when I spread my hands abroad, Will expiate a sinner's guilt.
And cry for succor from thy throne; 3. Thy blood, O Jesus ! thine alone,

O make thy truth and mercy known! Hath sovereign virtue to atone: 2. Look down in pity, Lord, and see

Here we will rest our only plea, The mighty woes that burden me;

When we approach, great God I to thee. Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot.

134. Filial Prayer. [Hy. 312. 8. I dwell in darkness and unseen,

1. Our Father, throned above the skies, My heart is desolate within;

To thee my empty hands I spread; My thoughts in musing silence trace

Thy child in dust beneath thee lies, The ancient wonders of thy grace.

And asks thy blessing on bis head.

2. With cheerful hope and filial fear, 16. Our Father, God, to thee we look, In that august and precious name

Our rock, our portion, and our friend; By thee ordained, I now draw near;

And on thy covenant love and truth And would the promised blessing claim. Our sinking souls shall still depend. 8. Will not an earthly father feel The cravings of his famished son 1

Meeting of Christians. [Hy. 565, Will be a parent's bosom steel, And mock the suppliant with a stone i 1. Mar he, by whose kind care we meet,

Send his good Spirit from above, 4. Our heavenly Father, how much more

Make our communications sweet, Will thy divine compassion rise:

And cause our hearts to burn with love. And open thy unbounded store, To satisfy thy children's cries :

2. Forgotten be each worldly theme,

When christians see each other thus ;

We only wish to speak of him 135. The Pilgrimage. [lly. 367.

Who lived, and died, and reigns for us 1. As when the weary traveler gains

3. We'll talk of all he did, and said, The height of some o'erlooking hill,

And suffered for us here below;
His heart revives, if, cross the plains,

The path he marked for us to tread,
He eyes his home though distant still; And what he's doing for us now.
2. So when the christian pilgrim views, 4. Thus, as the moments pass away,
By faith, his mansion in the skies ;

We'll love and wonder and adore,
The sight his fainting strength renews, And hasten on the glorious day
And wings his speed to reach the prize.

When we shall meet to part no more. 8. 'T is there, he says, I am to dwell, With Jesus in the realms of day;

138.

Morning. (Hy. 689. Then I shall bid my cares farewell, And he will wipe my tears away.

1. In sleep's serene oblivion laid,

I safely passed the silent night;

Again I see the breaking shade, Consolation in God. [lly. 104. I drink agaln the morning light. 1. The God of love will sure indulge

2. New-born, I bless the waking hour, The flowing tear, the heaving sigh,

Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; When his own children fall around,

My conscious soul resumes her power, When tender friends and kindred die. And springs, my guardian God, to thee. 2. Yet not one anxious, murmuring thought, | 3. O guide me through the various maze,

Should with our mourning passions blend. My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; Nor would our bleeding hearts forget

And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Th'almighty, ever living Friend

When dangers press around my head. 2. Beneath a numerous train of ills, | 4. A deeper sbade will soon impend, Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;

A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress; Yet shall our hope in thee, our God,

Yet then thy strength shall still defend, O'er every gloomy fear prevail.

Thy goodness still delight to bless. 4. Parent and husband, guard and guide, 5. That deeper shade shall break away, Thou art each tender name in one;

That deeper sleep shall leave mine eyes; On thee we cast our every care

Thy light shall give eternal dayAnd comfort seck from thee alone.

Thy love, the rapture of the skies!

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09. Prayer of the Penitent. [Ps. 51. i. 140.

Pardoning Grace. (Ps. 130. ii. 1. Show pity, Lord: O Lord, forgive;

| 1. From deep distress and troubled thoughts, Let a repenting rebel live;

To thee, my God, I raised my cries: Are not thy mercies large and free!

If thou severely mark our faults, May not a sinner trust in thee?

No flesh can stand before thine eyes.

2. But thou hast built thy throne of grace, 2. My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace:

Free to dispense thy pardous there,

That sinners may approach thy face, Great God, thy nature hath no bound;

And hope and love, as well as fear. So let thy pardoning love be found.

3. As the benighted pilgrims wait, 3. O wash my soul from every sin,

And wish and long for breaking day, And make my guilty conscience clean;

So waits my soul before thy gate; Here on my heart the burden lies,

When will my God his face display? And past offences pain mine eyes. | 4. My trust is fixed upon thy word, 4. My lips with shame my sins confess

Nor shall I trust thy word in vain; Against thy law, against thy grace;

Let mourning souls address the Lord, Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,

And find relief from all their pain. I am condemned, but thou art clear. 5. Great is his love, and large bis grace, 6. Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,

Through the redemption of his Son;

He turns our feet from sinful ways,
I must pronounce thee just, in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,

And pardons what our hands have done. Thy righteous law approves it well. | 141. Public Worship.

Hy. 16 6. Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, | 1. Away from every mortal care,

Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Away from earth, our souls retreat; Would light on some siveet promise there, We leave this worthless world afar, Some sure support against despair.

Aud wait and worship near thy seat.

2. Lord, in the temple of thy grace,

35. Household Baptism. Uy. 536. We see thy feet, and we adore; We gaze upon thy lovely face,

| 1. United prayers ascend to thee, And learn the wonders of thy power.

Eternal Parent of mankind;

Smile on this waiting family3. Father! my soul would still abide

Thy face they seek, and let them find. Within thy temple, near thy side;

2. Let the dear children of their love, But if my feet must hence depart,

Like tender plants around them grow; Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.

Thy present grace, and joys above,

Upon their little ones bestow. 142. Teaching of Jesus. [lly. III. 3. Receive, at their obedient hand, 1. How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound

The treasures they devote as thine; From lips of gentleness and grace,

They come, our Lord, at thy command,

O seal the rite with power divine. When listening thousands gathered round,

And joy and reverence filled the place! 2. From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 145. Death of an Infant. Hly. 673.

To heaven he led his followers' way; I 1. So fades the lovely, blooming flower, Dark clouls of gloomy night he broke,

Frail, smiling solace of an hour; Cavailing an immortal day.

So soon our transient comforts fly, &. "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home; And pleasure only blooms to die.

Come, all ye weary ones, and rest:" 2. Is there no kind, no healing art, Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come,

To soothe the anguish of the heart i Obey thee, love thee, and be blest.

Divine Redeemer, be thou nigh: 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust;

Thy comforts were not made to die.
Pillars of earthly pride, decay :

3. Then gentle patience smiles on pain, A nobler mansion waits the just,

And dying hope revives again ;
And Jesus has prepared the way.

Hope wipes the tear from sorrow's eye,
And faith points upward to the sky.

18 One Thing needful. Dy. 262.
1. Why will ve waste on trifling cares

That life which God's compassion spares,
While in the various range of thought,

The one thing needful is forgot?
2. Shall God invite you from above!

Shall Jesus urge his dying love?
Shall troubled conscience give you pain?

And all these pleas unite in vain? 8. Not so your eves will always view

Tbose objects which you now pursue ;
Not so will heaven and hell appear,

When death's decisive hour is near. 1. Almighty God, thy grace impart;

And fix conviction on each heart;
Then we no more on trifling cares
Shall waste that life thy mercy spares.

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Daily Derotion. [Hy. 679. 1. Saviour! when night involves the skies,

My soul, adoring, turns to thee;
Thee, self-abased in mortal guise,

And wrapt in shades of death for me. 2. On thee my waking raptures dwell,

When crimson gleams the east adorn; Thee, victor of the grave and hell,

Thee, source of life's eternal morn. 3. When noon her throne in light arrays,

To thee my soul triumphant springs; Thee, throned in glory's endless blaze,

Thee, Lord of lords, and King of kings! 4. O'er earth when shades of evening steal,

To death and thee my thoughts I give; To death, whose power I soon must feel;

To thee, with whom I trust to live.

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147. Love to the Saints. [Ps. 16. ii. 3. His soul shall live secure on earth,

With secret blessings on his head, 1. PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need!

When drought, and pestilence, and dearth, For succor to thy throne I flee; But have no merits there to plead;

Around him multiply their dead. My goodness cannot reach to thee. | 4. Or if he languish on his couch, 2. Oft hath my heart and tongue confessed, God will pronounce his sins forgiven;

Will save him with a healing touch,
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blest,

Or take his willing soul to heaven.
Nor add new glories to thy name.
8. Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap

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Trust in God alone. [Ps. 62. į Some profit by the good we do;

1. My spirit looks to God alone; These are the company I keep,

My rock and refuge is his throne; These are the choicest friends I know. | In all my fears, in all my straits, 4. Let others choose the sons of mirth,

My soul on bis salvation waits. To give a relish to their wine;

2. Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, I love the men of heavenly birth,

Pour out your hearts before his face:

When helpers fail, and foes invade, 149. The Merriful blessed. Ps. 41. ii. God is our all-sufficient aid. 1. Blest is the man whose soul can move, | 8. False are the men of high degree, And melt with pity to the poor ;

The baser sort are vanity; Whose heart, by sympathizing love,

Laid in the balance both appear Feels what his fellow saints endure:- 1 Light as a puff of empty air. 2. Who still contrives for their relief 4. Make not increasing gold your trust,

More good than his own hands can do: Nor set your hearts on glittering dust: He in the time of general grief,

Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke, Shall find the Lord bas pity too.

And not believe what God has spoke !

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