3 He, who thus, with heart unftain'd,
Treads the path by thee ordain'd,—
He fhall tow'rds thy chosen feat
Turn, O Lord, his favour'd feet
He thy ceaseless care shall prove,
He fhall fhare thy conftant love.
HYMN 10. 7s. M.
After fermon.
1 THANKS for mercies past, receive ; Pardon of our fins renew;
Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view.
2 Blefs thy word to old and young;
Grant us, Lord, thy peace and love;
And, when life's short race is run,
Take us to thy house above.
HYMN 11. 8 7s. M.
For the close of public worship.
1 LORD! difmifs us with thy bleffing,
Hope and comfort from above;
Let us, each thy peace poffeffing,
Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Thanks we give and adoration
For thy gofpel's joyful found :
May the fruits of thy falvation.
In our hearts and lives abound!
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arife!
Let the Redeemer's name be fung,
Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue!
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord!
Eternal truth attends thy word :
Thy praise fhall found from fhore to fhore,
Till funs fhall rife and fet no more.
HYMN 13. 78. M.
Before or after fermon.
1 LORD of nature! fource of light! In pity view thy world below: Guide our erring footsteps right,
Through these scenes of guilt and woe. 2 Grant thy spirit !-By thy kindness Let our errors be forgiven: Heal our fins, difpel our blindness; Then-conduct us fafe to heaven!
HYMN 14. 87s. M.
Univerfal praise.
1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator!
Praise to thee from ev'ry tongue;
Join, my foul, with ev'ry creature,
Join the univerfal fong.
2 For ten thousand bleffings given,
For the hope of future joy,
Sound his praise thro' earth and heaven,
Sound JEHOVAH's praise on high.
1 GLORY be to God on high !-Hallelujah!
God whofe glory fills the sky:
Lift your voice, ye people all,
Praise the God on whom ye call.
2 God, whose wisdom, throned on high,
Built the manfions of the sky;
And the orbs that gild the pole,
Bade thro' boundless æther roll:
3 God, who o'er this earthly ball,
Looks with equal eye on all,
And to every thing that lives,
Rich fupplies of bleffings gives.
4 Sons of earth, the triumph join:
Praise him with the host divine;
Emulate the heav'nly pow'rs;
Their all-gracious God is ours.
5 Happy, who his laws obey!
Them he rules with milder sway;
Pure and holy hearts alone
He hath chofen for his own.
6 Him, whofe joy is to restore,
Him let all our hearts adore :
Earth and heav'n repeat the cry,
Glory be to God on high!
§ 2. HYMNS OF GENERAL PRAYER AND PRAISE.
HYMN 16. L. M.
Hymn to the Deity.
1 GREATEST of beings, fource of life,
Sov'reign of air, and earth, and fea!
All nature feels thy pow'r, and all
A filent homage pay to thee.
2 Wak'd by thy hand, the morning fun
Pours forth to thee its earlier rays,
And spreads thy glories as it climbs ;
While raptur'd worlds look up and praise.
3 The moon to the deep fhades of night,
Speaks the mild luftre of thy name;
While all the ftars that cheer the scene,
Thee, the great Lord of light proclaim.
4 And groves, and vales, and rocks, and hills,
And ev'ry flow'r, and ev'ry tree,
Ten thousand creatures warm with life,
Have each a grateful fong for thee.
5 But man was form'd to rife to heav'n;
And bleft with reason's clearer light,
He views his Maker thro' his works,
And glows with rapture at the fight.
6 Nor can the thousand fongs that rife,
Whether from air, or earth, or fea,
So well repeat JEHOVAH's praise,
Or raife fuch facred harmony.
HYMN 17. L. M.
The fame fubject.
1 GREATEST of beings, fource of life,
Sov'reign of air, of earth, and fea!
All nature feels thy pow'r; but man
A grateful tribute pays to thee.
2 Subject to wants, to thee he looks,
And from thy goodnefs feeks fupplies:
And when oppreft with guilt he mourns,
Thy mercy lifts him to the fkies.
3 Children, whofe little minds, unform'd,
Ne'er rais'd a tender thought to heav'n;
And men whom reason lifts to God,
Tho' oft by paffion downward driv'n :
4 Thofe too, who bend with age and care,
And faint and tremble near the tomb
Who, fick'ning at the present scenes,
Sigh for that better state to come :—
5 All, great Creator! all are thine ;
All feel thy providential care;
And thro' each varying scene of life
Alike thy conftant pity share.
6 And whether grief opprefs the heart;
Or whether joy elate the breast!
Or life ftill keep its little courfe
Or death invite the heart to rest:
7 All are thy messengers, and all
Thy facred pleasure, Lord, obey:
And all are training man to dwell
Nearer to blifs, and nearer Thee.
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