o 4 How glorious is that righteousness, That hides and cancels all his sins! While a bright evidence of grace, Through his whole life appears and shines. L. M. SECOND PART. Quercy. Bath. [*] Conscience relieved by Confession and Pardon. e 1 WH WHILE I keep silence and conceal My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments does my conscience feel, What agonies of inward smart! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess; -Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word, o Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul Make swift addresses to thy seat; e When floods of huge temptations roll, -There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, e When days grow dark and storms appear; -And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. PSALM 33. C. M. 1st PART. St. Martin's. [*] Works of Creation and Providence. •1 REJOICE, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work belongs to you; Sing of his name, his ways, his word, o 2 His mercy and his righteousness 3 His wisdom and almighty word 4 He bade the liquid waters flow e 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand:* g He spake, and nature took its birth, 6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, Arundel. C. M. SECOND PART, Colchester. Meur. [*] 1 Creatures vain; and GoD all-sufficient. BEST is the nation, where the Lord Where he reveals his heavenly word, d 3 Kings are not rescued by the force Nor speed, nor courage of a horse, e 4 Vain is the strength of beasts, or men, o But holy souls from God obtain A strong and sure defence. e 5 God is their fear, and God their trust, o 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, For we have made thy word our choice, P. M. FIRST PART. St. Helen's. [*] o 1 E holy souls, in God rejoice, Y Your Maker's praise becomes your voice, Great is your theme, your songs be new; Sing of his name, his word, his ways, His works of nature and of grace, How wise and holy, just and true! -2 Justice and truth he ever loves, And the whole earth his goodness proves; e How wide they shine from north to south! Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas, Those watery treasures know their place, In the vast store-house of the deep: g He spake and gave all nature birth! And fires, and seas, and heaven and earth, His everlasting orders keep. a 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore A God of such resistless power, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage: -Vain are their thoughts, and weak their hands; g But his eternal counsel stands, And rules the world from age to age. P. M. SECOND PART. Cumberland. [*] Creatures vain; and God all-sufficient. 010 HAPPY nation, where the Lord Reveals the treasures of his word, And builds his church, his earthly throne: -His eye the heathen world surveys, He formed their hearts, he knows their ways; d 2 Let kings rely upon their host, -In vain we trust the brutal force, e 3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord, When death, or dangers threatening stand -4 In sickness, or the bloody field, For all our hope is God alone. PSALM 34. L. M. FIRST PART. Portugal. [*] GOD's Care of Saints; or, Deliverance by Prayer. LORD, I will bless thee all my days, o 1 Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue; My soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. -2 Come magnify the Lord with me, My secret groaning reached his ears; Fills them with light and joy divine. Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 6 The wild young lions, pinched with pain And hunger, roar through all the wood; o But none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good. Islington. L. M. SECOND PART. Bath. [*] Ver. 11-22.—Religious Education. 1 [C Your parents' hope, your parents joy, YHILDREN, in years and knowledge young, Attend the counsels of my tongue, Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 3 The eyes of God regard his saints, e 4 To humble souls and broken hearts, -5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans, C. M. FIRST PART. St. Ann's. [*] V. 1-10.—Prayer and Praise for eminent Deliverance 'LL bless the Lord from day to day; How good are all his ways! 1 Ye humble souls that use to pray, 2 Sing to the honour of his name, Nor was his hope exposed to shame, e 3 When threatening sorrows round me stood, e 4 I told the Lord my sore distress, PAUSE. o 5 O sinners, come and taste his love, -6 He bids his angels pitch their tents, o 7 O love the Lord, ye saints of his; How richly blest their portion is -8 Young lions pinched with hunger roar, |