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And can fuch Rebels be restor'd?
Such Natures made Divine?
Let Sinners fee thy Glory, Lord,
And feel this Power of thine.

We raise our Father's Name on high,
Who his own Spirit fends,
To bring rebellious Strangers nigh,
And turns his Foes to Friends.

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PSALM XC. Man Frail, and God Eternal.

GOD, our Help in Ages paft,

Our Hope for Years to come;

Our Shelter from the ftormy Blast,
And our Eternal Home.

Under the fhadow of thy Throne

Still may we dwell fecure,
Sufficient is thine Arm alone,
And our Defence is fure.

Before the Hills in order ftood,
Or Earth receiv'd her Frame !
From Everlasting thou art God,
To endless Years the fame.

A thousand Ages in thy Sight,
Are like an Evening gone:

Short as the Watch that ends the Night,
Before the rifing Sun.

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The bufy tribes of Flesh and Blood,
With all their Cares and Fears,
Are carry'd downward by the Flood,
And loft in following Years.

Time, like an over-rolling Stream
Bears all its Sons away:
They fly, forgotten as a Dream
Dies at the opening Day.

O God, our Help in Ages paft,
Our Hope for Years to come,

Be thou our Guard, while Life shall last,
And our perpetual Home.

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For the Converfion of Sinners.

Tretch out thine Arm, eternal Lord,

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Thy People Seek and Save,

To-day let Rebels be reftor'd,
Open the Sinners Grave.

Enlighten every blinded Eye,

While Truth thy Mind declares ;
And while thy Wifdom makes her cry,
Give to the People, Ears.

Awake, O God; convince of Sin
The Souls lock'd up in Death,
On those who Sleep fecure, unclean,
Thy quick'ning Spirit breathe.

Awaken all our flumb'ring Land,
Thy Will aloud proclaim:

Let

Let ftubborn Sinners be constrain'd
To bow to Jefu's Name.

Make known thy everlasting Word,
Call all thy Exiles Home:

Let weary Souls thy Mercy prove,

Bid every

Sinner come.

HYMN

XXXVII.

Reftoring and preferving Grace.

"AY all our Pow'rs of Heart and Tongue Praise God our Maker in our Song,

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Angels fhall hear the Notes we raise,
Approve the Song, and join the Praise.

Angels that make Chrift's Church their Care,
Shall witness our Devotions there:

While holy Zeal directs our Eyes
To God's fair Temple in the Skies.

We'll fing thy Truth and Mercy, Lord!
We'll fing the wonders of thy Word!
Not all thy Works and Names below,
So much thy Power and Glory fhew.

The God of Heav'n maintains his State,
Frowns on the Proud, and fcorns the Great:
But from his Throne defcends to fee
The Sons of humble Poverty.

Amidst a thousand Snares, we stand
Upheld and guarded by thy Hand;
Thy Words onr fainting Souls revive,
And keep our dying Faith alive.
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Grace

Grace will compleat what Grace begins,
To fave from Sorrows and from Sins;
The work that Wisdom undertakes,
Eternal Mercy ne'er forfakes.

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XXXVIII.

Compaffion to Sinners.

HEW thy Compaffion, O our God,
Pity the Sons of Night,

Poor Sinners who are Captive led,

Who hate the Gospel Light.

Jefu, Redeemer of Mankind
Difplay thy faving Power!
Thy Mercy let thefe Out-cafts find,
And know their gracious Hour.

O! would't thou caft a pitying look,
(All Goodness as thou art,)

Like that which faithlefs Peter's broke,
(Or my obdurate Heart.)

Who thee, beneath their Feet have trod,
And Crucify'd afresh ;

Touch with thine all victorious Blood,
And turn the Stone to Flesh.

Open their Eyes and Ears to fee
Thy Crofs, to hear thy Cries;
Sinner, thy Saviour Weeps for thee,
For thee he Weeps and Dies.

All

All the Day long he meekly ftands

His Rebels to receive,

And fhews his Wounds, and spreads his Hands, And bids you turn and Live.

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Efore Jehovah's awful Throne,
Ye Nations bow with facred Joy!
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can Create, and he Destroy.

His fovereign Power, without our aid,
Made us of Clay, and form'd us Men;
And when like wand'ring Sheep we ftray'd,
He brought us to his Fold again.

We'll crowd thy Gates with thankful Songs,
High as the Heavens our Voices raise,
And Earth, with her ten thousand Tongues,
Shall fill thy Courts with founding Praise.

Wide as the World is thy Command!
Vaft as Eternity thy Love!

Firm as a Rock thy Truth muft ftand,
When rolling Years fhall cease to move.

Then let us truft his Grace and Power,
That fhall from Age to Age endure ;-
Leaning upon our Saviour's Breaft,
'Till we are call'd to endless Reft.

HYMN

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