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4 O may my may my foul on thee repose, And with sweet fleep my eyelids clofe; Sleep that may me more vig'rous make, To ferve my GOD when I awake.
Let my bleft guardian, while I fleep,
Close to my bed his vigils keep;
Let no vain dreams difturb my reft,
No pow'rs of darkness me moleft.
6 Praise GOD, from whom all bleffings flow; Praise him, all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heav'nly hoft; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft.
LORD'S DAY MORNING.
I TO-DAY GOD bids the faithful rest,
To day he fhow'rs his grace;
"Seek ye my face," the LORD hath faid:
LORD, we will feek thy face.
2 Come, let us leave the things of earth,
With God's affembly join;
Lo! heaven defcends to welcome man
To taste the things divine!
3 We come, dear Saviour, lo! we come, LORD of our life and foul;
We come difeas'd, and faint, and fick ;
Be pleas'd to make us whole.
4 We thirst, and fly to thee, O LORD,
Thou fountain-head of good;
Filthy we come, and all unclean;
O cleanse us in thy blood.
0 may we please our God to-day,
May that be all our care!
Give, LORD, thy grace, left evil thoughts
Should mingle in our pray❜r.
6 Amidst th' affembly of thy faints Let us be faithful found;
And let us join in humble pray'r,
And in thy praise abound.
7 Let thy good Spirit help our fouls
With faith thy word to hear;
Be with us in thy temple, LORD,
And let us find thee near.
LORD'S DAY EVENING.
HEN, O dear JESUS, when fhall I
Behold thee all ferene;
Bleft in perpetual fabbath-day,
Without a veil between?
2 Affift me while I wander here,
Amidst a world of cares;
Incline my heart to pray with love,
And then accept my pray❜rs.
foul from ev'ry chain,
No more hell's captive led;
And pardon a repenting child,
For whom the Saviour bled.
4 Spare me, O GOD, O fpare the foul
That gives itfelf to thee;
Take all that I poffefs below,
And give thyfelf to me.
5 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,
To be my guide and friend;
To light my way to ceaseless joys,
Where fabbaths never end.
FOR NEW-YEAR'S-D A Y.
ND now, my foul, another year
Of thy fhort life is past;
I cannot long continue here,
And this may be my laft.
2 Much of my dubious life is gone,
Nor will return again;
And fwift my paffing moments run,
The few that yet remain.
3 Awake, my foul, with utmost care
Thy true condition learn;
What are thy hopes, how fure, how fair,
And what thy great concern.
4 Now a new scene of time begins,
Set out afresh for heaven;
Seek pardon for thy former fins,
In CHRIST fo freely given.
5 Devoutly yield thyself to God,
And on his grace depend;
With zeal pursue the heav'nly road,
Nor doubt a happy end.
'HE LORD of earth and sky,
The GOD of ages praife!
Who reigns enthron'd on high,
Ancient of endless days;
Who lengthens out our trial here,
And spares us yet another year.
2 Barren and wither'd trees,
We cumber'd long the ground; No fruit of holiness
On our dead fouls was found;
Yet did he us in mercy spare
Another, and another year.
3 When justice bare'd the fword,
To cut the fig-tree down,
The pity of our LORD
Cry'd-"Let it still alone :"
The Father mild inclin'd his ear,
And spar'd us yet another year.
4 JESUS, thy fpeaking blood
From GoD obtain'd the grace,
Who therefore hath bestow'd
On us a longer space :
Thou didst in our behalf appear,
And lo! we fee another year.
5 Then dig about our root,
Break up our fallow ground,
And let our gracious fruit
To thy great praise abound.
O let us all thy praise declare,
And fruit unto perfection bear.
HILE with ceafelefs courte the fun
Hafted thro' the former year,
Many fouls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here:
Fix'd in an eternal state,
They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,
But how little, none can know.
2 As the winged arrow flies
Speedily the mark to find,
As the light'ning from the fkies
Darts, and leaves no trace behin.l;