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3 Here the whole Deity is known,

Nor dares a creature guess i
Which of the glories brightest thone,
**The justice or the grace!
Now the full glories of the Lamb

Adorn the heav'nly plains,
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name,

And try their choiceft strains. 4 O may I bear some bumble part

In that immortal fong!
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue. .
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghoft,

Who sweetly all agree .
To save a world of finners loft,

Eternal glory be.

PRAISE

'HYMN CLI...
O What Thall I do my Saviour to praile!
So faithful and true, so plen teous in grace!
So strong to deliver, fo good to redeem

The weakest believer that hangs upon him! 2 How happy the man whose heart is let free,

The people that can be joyful in thee!
Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face,

And still they are talking of Jefus's grace.' 3 Their daily delight shall be in thy name,

They shall, as their right, thy righteousness claim;
Thy righteousness wearing, and cleans'd by thy

blood, Bola dall they appear in the presence of God. .

4 For thou art their boast, their glory, and pow's;

And I also trust to see the glad hour.
My soul's new crcation, a life from the dead;

The day of salvation that lifts up my head. 5 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defence;

I truit in his word, none plucks me from thence;
Since I have found favour, he all things will do :
My King and my Saviour fhall make me anew,
6 Yes, Lord, I fall see the bliss of thine own,

Thy secret to me all foon be made known :
For forrow, and sadnefs 1 joy shall receive,
And fare in the gladness of all that believe.

HYMN CLII.

i l'ex praife my Maker while I've breach, And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise hall employ my nobler pow'rs ; My days of praise ihall ne'er be past, while life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures, ,
, Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Ifraei's God; he made the sky,

And carth, and seas, with all their train :
His truth forever stands fecure !
He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor,

And none lhall find his promise vain, ] 3. The Lord pours eye-fight on the blind;. ,!! The Lord Tupports the fainting mind :

He sends the labyring conscience peace,
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widows and the fatherless,

And grants the pris'ne: sweet release,

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4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is loft in death,

Praise Aall employ my nobler pow'rs : My days of praise fall ne'er be paft, While life, and thought, and being laft, Or immortality endures.

- HYMN CLIII.

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i Praise ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise :

Your hearts and voices in his praise :
His nature and his works invite

To make this duty cur delight.
2 He form'd the ffars, those bear'nly flames;

He counts their number, calls their names;
His wisdom's valt, and knows no bound,

A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd! 3 Sing to the Lord ! exalt him high, 'wis Who spreads his clouds around the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. ! 4. He makes the grass the hills adorn,

And clothes the smiling fields with corn :
The beafts with food his hands fupply,

And the young ravens when they cry. 5 What is the creature's kill or force,

The sprightly man, or warlike horse?
The piercing wit, the active limb,

All are too mean delights for him to 6 But Saints are lovely in his fight,

He views his children with delight!
He sees their hope, he knows their fear;
And looks, and loves tis image there.

HYMN CLIV. '
How do thy, mercies close me round,

For ever be thy name ador'd!
I blush in all things to abound :

The servant is above bis Lord ! 2 Inur'd to poverty and pain,

A fuff'ring life my Master led;
The Son of God, the Son of Man,

He had not where to lay his head. 3 But lo! a place he hath prepar'd

For me, whom watchful angels keep;
Yea, he himself becomes my guard ; ;

He smooths my bed, and gives me feep. 4. Jesus protects; my fears be gone:

What can the Rock of Ages move? Safe in thy arms I lay me down,

Thy everlasting arms of love. .
Ś While thou art intimately nigh,

Who, who shall violate my reft ?
Sin, earch, and hell, I now defy;

I lean upon my Saviour's breaft. 6 I reft beneath th' Almighty shade,

My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is ftaid,

Wilt keep me still in perfect peace., , Me for thine own thou lov'ft to take,

In time and in eternity :
Thou never, never wilt forsake
A helpless worm that trusts in thee.

HYMN CLV.
Í 1 hou, my God, art good and wise,

And infinite in pow'r :
Thee, let all in earth and skics "

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Continually adore !

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Give me thy converting grace,

That I may obedient prove,
Serve my Maker all my days,

And my Redeemer love. ...!; : 2 For my life, my clothes, and food,

And ev'ry comfort bere,
Thee, my most indulgent God,

I thank with heart fincere ;
For the blessings numberless

Which thou haft already givin,
For my smalleft spark of grace,

And for my hope of heav'n.
3 Gracious God, my fins forgive,

And thy good Sp'rit impart,
Then I shall in thee believe

With all my loving heart;
Always unto Jefus look,

Him in heav'nly glory see,
Who my cause hath undertook,

And ever prays for me.
4. Grace in answer to this prayer,

And ev'ry grace bestov,
That I may with zealous care

Perform thy will below.
Rooted in

Still in ev'ry state refign'd, in
Plant, Almighty Lord, in me
A meek and lowly mind. im

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HY MN CLVI. i i.
O God of all grace, "."

Thy goodness we praises
Thy Son thou hast given to die in our place :

With joy we approve " . . 1

The design of thy love, 'Tis a wonder on earth, and a wonder above.

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