4 Dear Saviour whom have I but thee?
In life and death my only stay!
O let thy goodness beam on me,
To gild the gloom, to guide my way.

5 The storm of life will soon be o'er, And peace enshrine this throbbing breast; O, soon my happy soul will soar

To Thee in heaven, and be at rest.

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19.

Ps. xix. (Warrington.)

1 God of my life to Thee I call,
Afflicted at thy feet I fall;

When the great water floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail.

2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, Where shall I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor?

3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee
And Thou refuse that inourner's plea ?
Does not the word still fixed remain
That none shall seek thy face in vain ?

4 Hard were the woes of life to bear,
Diast thou not hear and answer prayer;
But a prayer-hearing, answering God,
Supports me under every load.

20. Ps. lxxi. (Abridge.)

1 My God, my everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth;

Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth.

2 Still hath my life new wonders seen.
Repeated every year ;

Behold! my days which yet remain,
I trust them to thy care.

3 Reject me not when strength declines,
When hoary hairs arise;
And round me let thy glory shine
Whene'er thy servant dies.

4 Then in the his 'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in every page,
In every line thy praise.

1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run:

His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

2 To Him shall endless prayer be made, And princes throng to crown his head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his name with sweetest song
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.

4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are bless'd

5 Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

22.

Ps. lxxvii, (Milton.)

I How oft the cruel Tempter's art
Seeks to destroy my faith in God!
Burdens with fears my fainting heart
Till my whole spirit feels the load.

2 And is there then no help above?
Am I forsaken of the Lord ?

Can the deep fountain of his love
Not one sweet drop of peace afford ?

3 Is mercy gone

? for ever gone?
His promise closed against my soul?
Am I a lost rejected one,

Where waves on waves unceasing roll?

4 Peace troubled soul! nor dare repine,
Reprove thine own infirmity..
Behold how grace and mercy shine
In years of love vouchsafed to thee.

5 Within God's house celestial light
Shines to dispel my dark despair,
Mercy's sweet prospect cheers the sight,
Go with me Lord, and bless me there.

23. Ps. lxxxiv. Part 1. ( Cedar.)

10 God of hosts! my Lord and King,
How lovely are those realms above,
Where saints and angels ever sing
Thy mercy, majesty, and love.

2 How glows my soul with ardent zeal
Within those blissful courts to fly!
My heart and flesh triumphant feel
Thee, Thee their only source of joy.

3 In sorrow's dark and dreary night
Thy mercies open like a well,
Fill all thy saints with holy light,
And every gloomy fear dispel.

4 From strength to strength thy children grow, And guided by thy heavenly grace,

On to the courts of Zion go,

To see their Saviour face to face.

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24. Ps. lxxxiv. Part 2. (St. Paul's. )

1 I'd rather in thy house remain,
My God, but one brief transient day,
Than with the wicked and the vain
A thousand thoughtless ages stay.