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3 Here the whole Deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess
The justice or the grace!
Adorn the heav'nly plains,
And try their choiceft strains.
In that immortal fong!
And love command my tongue.
Who sweetly all agree
Eternal glory be.
WHAT shall I do my Saviour to praile! So faithful and true, fo plenteous 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 set free,
The people that can be joyful in thee!
And fill they are talking of Jesus's grace. 3 Their daily delight Thall be in thy name,
They thall, as their right, thy righteousness claim; Tby righteousness wearing and cleans'd by thý
blood, Bold Mall 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.
The day of salvation that lifts up my head.
I cruit 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 shall see the bliss of thine own,
Thy secret to me fall foon be made known :
i l'eż praise my Maker while I've breach, And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise Mall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, while life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures,
And carth, and seas, with all their train :
And none hall find his promise vain, 3 The Lord pouřs eye-sight on the blind;. The Lord Tupports the fainting mind :
He iends the labyring conscience peace,
And grants the pris’ne: sweet release,
4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath,
Praise fall er ploy my nobler pow'rs :
Or immortality endures.
RAISI ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise
To make this duty cur delight.
He counts their number, calls their names;
A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd! . 3 Sing to the Lord ! exalt him high,
Who spreads bis clouds around the sky;
Nor lets the drops descend in vain.
And clothes the smiling fields with cora :
And the young ravens when they cry.
The sprighty man, or warlike horse?
All are too mean delights for him.
He views his children with delight!
For ever be thy name ador'd!
The servant is above his Lord ! 2 Inur'd to poverty and pain,
A suff'ring life my Mafter led;
He had not where to lay his head.. 3 But lo! a place he hath prepar'd
For me, whom watchful angels keep; Yea, be himself becomes my guard ;
He smooths my bed, and gives me fleep 4 Jesus protects; my fears be gone :
What can the Rock of Ages move?
Thy everlasting arms of love.
Who, who shall violate my reft?
I lean upon my Saviour's breast. 6 I reft beneath th' Almighty shade,
My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. z Me for thine own thou lov'it to take,
In time and in eternity :
HY MN CLV.
Thou, my God, art good and wise,
And infinite in pow'r :
Give me thy converting grace,
That I may obedient prove,
Maker all my days,
And ev'ry comfort here,
I thank with heart fincere ;
Which thou haft already giv'n,
And for my hope of heav'n.
And thy good Spirit impart,
With all my loving heart;
Him in heav'nly glory see,
And ever prays for me.
And ev'ry grace bestovi,
Perform thy will below.
Still in ev'ry fate refign'd,
A meek and lowly mind.
God of all grace,
Thy goodness we praise,
With joy we approve
The design of thy love, 'Tis a wonder on earth, and a wonder above.