2 In error's maze my soul
Shall wander now no more;
His Spirit shall, with sweet control,
The lost restore:

My willing steps shall lead

In paths of righteousness;
His power defend; his bounty feed;
His mercy bless.

3 Affliction's deepest gloom
Shall but his love display;
He will the vale of death illume
With living ray.

My failing flesh his rod
Shall thankfully adore;
My heart shall vindicate my God
Forever more.

4 His goodness ever nigh,
His mercy ever free,

Shall while I live, shall when I die,
Still follow me.

Forever shall my soul

His boundless blessings prove; And while eternal ages roll, Adore an love.

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10th P..M. 8 lines 8s.

Longing for still closer communion.

THOU Shepherd of Israel, and mine,
The joy and

my

For closer communion I pine;
I long to reside where thou art:
The pasture I languish to find,

Where all, who their Shepherd obey, Are fed, on thy bosom reclined,

And screen'd from the heat of the day

2 'Tis there, with the lambs of thy flock, There only, I covet to rest; To lie at the foot of the rock, Or rise to be hid in thy breast: 'Tis there I would always abide,

And never a moment depart,Conceal'd in the cleft of thy side, Eternally held in thy heart.

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1st P. M. 6 lines 83. Jesus all and in all.

THOU

HOU hidden Source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient Love divine, My help and refuge from my foes, Secure I am while thou art mine: And lo! from sin, and grief, and shame, I hide me, Jesus, in thy name.

2 Thy mighty name salvation is,

And keeps my happy soul above: Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love: To me, with thy great name, are given Pardon, and holiness, and heaven.

3 Jesus, my all in all thou art;

My rest in toil, my ease in pain; The med'cine of my broken heart;

In war, my peace; in loss, my gain; My smile beneath the tyrant's frown; In shame, my glory and my crown:

4 In want, my plentiful supply;

In weakness, my almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;

My light, in Satan's darkest hour;
In grief, my joy unspeakable;
My life in death, my all in all.

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L. M.

My heart is fixed; O God, my heart is fixed.

My heart is fix'd on thee, my God;

I rest my hope on

I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad,

To all mankind thy love make known.
2 Awake, my tongue; awake, my lyre;
With morning's earliest dawn arise;
To songs of joy my soul inspire,

And swell your music to the skies.
3 With those who in thy grace abound,
To thee I'll raise my thankful voice;
Till every land, the earth around,

Shall hear, and in thy Name rejoice. 4 Eternal God, celestial King,

Exalted be thy glorious Name;
Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing,
And saints on earth thy love proclaim.
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C. M.

Ceaseless praise.

HE glorious armies of the sky King, Triumphant anthems consecrate, And hallelujahs sing.

2 But still their most exalted flights
Fall vastly short of thee;
How distant then must human praise
From thy perfections be.

3 Yet how, my God, shall I refrain,
When, to my ravish'd sense,
Each creature everywhere around
Displays thy excellence?

4 Thy num'rous works exalt thee, Lord, Nor will I silent be;

O rather let me cease to breathe,
Than cease from praising thee.

25th P. M. 77, 87, 77, 87. 922 Joining the angelic hosts in praises.

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JESUS, take all the glory:

The pardon bought, thy mercy brought
To us the great salvation.
Thee gladly we acknowledge

Our only Lord and Saviour,
Thy name confess, thy goodness bless,
And triumph in thy favour.
2 With angels and archangels,
We prostrate fall before thee;
Again we raise our souls in praise,
And thankfully adore thee.
Honour, and power, and blessing,
To thee be ever given,
By all who know thy love below,
And all the hosts of heaven.

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Perpetual praise.

TES,

O Through all my fleeting days; And to eternity prolong

Thy vast, thy boundless praise.

C. M.

2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honours of my God;
My life, with all its active powers,
Shall spread thy praise abroad.

3 Nor will I cease thy praise to sing,
When death shall close mine eyes;
My thoughts shall then to nobler heights,
And sweeter raptures rise.

4 Then shall my lips, in endless praise,
Their grateful tribute pay;
The theme demands an angel's tongue,
And an eternal day.

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25th P. M. 77,8,

Joining the angelic hosts in pres
JESUS, take all the glory:
Thy meritorious passion
The pardon bought, thy mercy bro
To us the great salvation.
Thee gladly we acknowledge
Our only Lord and Saviour,
Thy name confess, thy goodnessbles
And triumph in thy favour.
2 With angels and archangels,
We prostrate fall before thee;
Again we raise our souls in praise,
And thankfully adore thee.
Honour, and power, and blessing,
To thee be ever given,
By all who know thy love below,
And all the hosts of heaven.

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16th P. M. 11 12, 11 12. The foretaste of endless bliss.

MY God, I am thine; what a comfort divine,

a that my is mine!

In the heavenly Lamb, thrice happy I am;
And I my heart doth rejoice at the sound of his name.
2 True pleasures abound in the rapturous sound,
And whoever hath found it, hath paradise found;

My Redeemer to know, to feel his blood flow,
This is life everlasting-'tis heaven below.

C.

Perpetual praise.
VES, I will bless thee, O my God,
Through all my fleeting days;
And to eternity prolong
Thy vast, thy boundless praise.
2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honours of my God;
My life, with all its active powers,
Shall spread thy praise abroad.
Nor will I cease thy praise to sing,
When death shall close mine eyes;
ly thoughts shall then to nobler heights
And sweeter raptures rise.
Then shall my lips, in endless praise,
Their grateful tribute pay;
me theme demands an angel's tongue,
And an eternal day.

3 Yet onward I haste to the heavenly feast;

That indeed is the fulness, but this is the taste
And this I shall prove, till with joy I remove
To the heaven of heavens in Jesus's love.

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2d P. M. 6 lines 8s.

Everlasting praises.

'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, in

voice is

Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.

2 Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God; he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train;
His truth forever stands secure;
He saves the oppress'd, he feeds the poor,
And none shall find his promise vain.
3 The Lord pours eyesight on the blind;
The Lord supports the fainting mind;

He sends the lab'ring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the pris'ner sweet release.