In vain our lips thy praise prolong,
The heart a ftranger to the fong.

II.

Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal,
The breaches of thy precept heal?
Or faft and penance reconcile
Thy justice, and obtain thy smile?

III.

The pure, the humble, contrite mind,
Thankful, and to thy will refign'd,
To thee a nobler offering yields

Than Sheba's groves or Sharon's fields;
IV.

Than floods of oil or floods of wine,
Ten thousand rolling to thy fhrine,
Or than if, to thine altar led,

A firft-born Son the victim bled.

V.

"Be juft and kind," that great command
Doth on eternal pillars ftand:

This did thy ancient prophets teach,
And this thy fole-begotten preach.

HYMN

F

HYMN XCII. Long Metre.

Family Devotion.

I.

peace:

ATHER of men, thy care we blefs, Which crowns our family with From thee they spring, and by thy hand Their root and branches are fuftain'd.

II.

To GOD, most worthy to be prais'd;
Be our domestic altars rais'd;

Who, LORD of heav'n, fcorns not to dwell
With faints, in their obscurest cell.
III.

To thee let each united house,

Voming and night, prefent its rows
Our fervants there, and rifing race,
Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace.
IV.

O may each future age proclaim
The honours of thy glorious name;
While, pleas'd and thankful, we remove,
To join the family above.

HYMN

HYMN XCIII. Common Metre.

Secret Devotion.

F

I.

ATHER divine, thy piercing eye
Looks thro' the fhades of night;
In deep retirement thou art nigh,
With heart-difcerning fight.

II.

There fhall that piercing eye furvey
My humble worship paid,
With ev'ry morning's dawning ray,
And ev'ry ev'ning's fhade.

III.

I'll leave behind each earthly care;
To thee my foul shall foar,
While grateful praise, and fervent pray'r,
Employ the filent hour.

IV.

So fhall the fun in fmiles arife;
The day fhall clofe in peace;

So wilt thou train me for the fkies,
Where joy fhall never ceafe.

HYMN

HYMN XCIV. Long Metre.

MA

Religious Retirement.

I.

Y GOD, permit me not to be
A ftranger to myself and thee;
Amidft a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.

II.

Why should my paffions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heav'nly birth;
Why fhould I cleave to things below,
And let my GOD, my SAVIOUR go?
III.

Call me away from flesh and sense,
One fov'reign word can draw me thence:
I would obey the voice divine,

And all inferior joys refign.

IV.

Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; Let noife and vanity be gone:

In fecret filence of the mind

My heav'n, and there my GOD I find.

HYMN

HYMN XCV. Common Metre.

The LORD's Prayer imitated.

I.

ATHER of all! eternal mind!
Immenfely good and great!

Thy children form'd and blefs'd by thee,
Approach thy heav'nly seat.

II.

Thy name in hallow'd ftrains be fung!
We join the folemn praise :

To thy great name, with heart and tongue,
Our chearful homage raise.

III.

Thy righteous, mild, and fov'reign reign
Let ev'ry being own :
And in our minds, thy work divine,
Erect thy gracious throne.

As angels round thy feat above,
Thy bleft commands fulfil;
So may thy creatures here below
Perform thy heav'nly will.
V.

On thee we day by day depend,
Our daily wants supply:

And