C. M.
Grateful praise for delivering mercy.
THOU, who, when we did complain,
Didst all our griefs remove;
O Saviour, do not now disdain
Our humble praise and love.
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2 Since thou a pitying ear didst give,
And hear us when we pray'd,
We'll call upon thee while we live,
And never doubt thy aid.
3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train,
Our soul's encompass'd round;
Anguish, and fear, and dread, and pain,
On every side we found.
4 To thee, O Lord of life, we pray'd,
And did for succour flee:
O save,-in our distress we said,-
The souls that trust in thee.
5 How good thou art! how large thy grace! How ready to forgive!
Thy mercies crown our fleeting days;
And by thy love we live.
6 Our eyes no longer drown'd in tears,
Our feet from falling free;
Redeem'd from death and guilty fears,
O Lord, we'll live to thee.
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THOU very present aid
In suff'ring and distress;
The mind which still on thee is stay'd,
Is kept in perfect peace.
2 The soul by faith reclined
On the Redeemer's breast,
'Mid raging storms, exults to find
An everlasting rest.
3 Sorrow and fear are gone,
Whene'er thy face appears;
It stills the sighing orphan's moan,
And dries the widow's tears.
4 It hallows every cross;
It sweetly comforts me;
Makes me forget my every loss,
And find my all in thee.
5 Jesus, to whom I fly,
With all my wishes fill;
What though created streams are dry?
I have the fountain still.
6 Stripp'd of each earthly friend, I find them all in one:
And peace and joy which never end,
And heaven, in Christ, begun.
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Afflictions blessed.
OW tender is thy hand,
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Afflictions came at thy command,
And left us at thy word.
2 How gentle was the rod
That chasten'd us for sin!
How soon we found a smiling God
Where deep distress had been!
3 A Father's hand we felt,
A Father's love we knew:
'Mid tears of penitence we knelt,
And found his promise true.
4 Now will we bless the Lord,
And in his strength confide:
Jehovah ever be adored,
There is no God beside.
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The benefit of affliction.
LORD, when to thee my sinking soul
Did in
Thy mercy did my griefs control,
And all my wants supply.
2 How oft, when dark misfortune's band
Around their victim stood,
The seeming ill, at thy command,
Hath changed to real good!
3 The tempest that obscured the sky
Hath set my spirit free
From earthly care and sensual joy,
And turn'd my thoughts to thee.
4 Affliction's blast hath made me learn
To feel for others' wo;
And humbly seek, with deep concern,
My own defects to know."
5 Then rage, ye storms; ye billows, roar;
My heart defies your shock:
Ye make me cling to God the more,-
To God, my shelt'ring rock.
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C. M.
Delivering grace celebrated.
ORD, thou hast heard thy servants cry,
And rescued from grave;
Now shall we live-for none can die
Whom God delights to save.
2 Thy praise, more constant than before,
Shall fill our daily breath;
Thy hand, that hath chastised us sore,
Defends us still from death.
3 Here, with the' assembly of thy saints,
Our cheerful voice we raise;
Here we have told thee our complaints,
And here we speak thy praise.
COMMUNION WITH GOD.
C. M.
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Praises to the incarnate Son.
FOR a thousand seraph tongues
To bless the' incarnate Word!
O for a thousand thankful songs
In honour of my Lord!
2 Come, tune afresh your golden lyres,
Ye angels round the throne;
Ye saints, in all your sacred choirs,
Adore the' eternal Son.
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3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 8s. Rejoice evermore, and in everything give thanks. EJOICE, the Lord is King;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When he had purged our stains,
He took his seat above;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
3 His kingdom cannot fail,-
He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus given;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
4 He sits at God's right hand
Till all his foes submit,
And bow to his command,
And fall beneath his feet;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
5 He all his foes shall quell,
And all our sins destroy;
Let every bosom swell
With pure seraphic joy;
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
6 Rejoice in glorious hope,
Jesus the Judge shall come,
And take his servants up
To their eternal home;
We soon shall hear the' archangel's voice;
The trump of God shall sound,-Rejoice!
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Glory begun below.
OME, ye that love the Lord,
joys
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye surround his throne.
Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God,
But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
2 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys,
That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas;
This awful God is ours,
Our Father and our Love;
He will send down his heavenly powers,
To carry us above.
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