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Watchful in ev'ry work and word,
Ready to speak thy praise ; Arm’d with thy Spirits two-edg'd sword,
And cloth'd with ev'ry grace. 4 Fill'd with a godly filial fear,
A constant jealous care ; Lest I from the right path should err,
Or fall into a snare. 5 To ev'ry earthly object dead;
Alive to things above; Conform’d unto my living Head,
And fill'd with burning love. 6 Let furious heats no more molest, Nor paflions chafe my
mind; Quench all ill tempers in my breast,
And make me mieek and kind. 7 Grant me a serious, sober mind,
From levity set free; That I
shew to all mankind Thine image, LORD, in me.
. 8 Affume in me thy dwelling-place,
Thy temple, and thy throne ; Then stubborn self shall bend to grace,
And Antichrift fall down.
HY MN 141.
ADORING CHRIS T.
I B RETHREN, let us join to bless
Jesus CHRIST, our joy and peace; Let our praise to him be giv'n,
High at God's right hand in heav'n! 2 Master, see! to thee we bow,
'Thou art LORD, and only thou ;
Glory of thy church, and Head. 3 Thee the angels ceaseless fing,
Thee we praise our Priest and King;
Full of glory, full of grace.
Of salvation by thee wrought;
Worship in their company. 5 We thy little flock adore
Thee the Lord, for evermore !
To T HÈ HO LY G H 2 S T.
TAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay;
Tho? I have done thee such despite; Caft not a finner quite away,
Nor take thine everlasting fight. 2 Tho'I have moft unfaithful been,
Of all, who e'er thy grace receiv'd ; Ten thoufand times thy goodness feen, Ten thousand times thy goodness
griev'd. 3 But O! the chief of sinners spare,
In honour of my great High priest; Nor in thy righteous anger swear
T'exclude me from thy people's rest. 4. If yet thou canst my sins forgive, É'en now, O LORD, relieve my woes;
And bless me with a calm repose. 5 E'en now my weary soul release,
And raise me by thy gracious hand; Guide me into thy perfect peace,
And bring me to the promis’d land.
HY MN 143:
THE CHRISTIAN'S EXPECTATION,
The glory of thy grace;
In ceaseless songs of praise.
Glory to thee be giv'n,
That brought us rearer heav'n. 3 Our souls are in his mighty hand,
And he will keep them still ;
you and I shall furely stand
With him on Zion's hill.
Our face, like his, shall shine;
When faints and angels join! 5 O what a joyful meeting there,
In robes of white array'd;
And crowns upon our head! 6 Then let us earnestly contend,
And fight our paffage thro';
And keep the prize in view.
2- Then let us haften to the day,
When all shall be brought home; Come, O Redeemer, come away,
LORD JESU, quickly come!
HYMN 144. ADORING Jesus.
Come let us join,
Who cover'd with gore;
3 He worthy is blest
By spirits at rest,
rings of old,
He shew'd he would come,