5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppress'd, 3 From dross and mixture, shines so clear. 12 C. M. HELP Lord, for men of virtue fail, The sons of violence prevail, 2 Their oaths and promises they break, 3 If we reprove some hateful lie, 'Are not our lips our own?' they cry, And who shall be our Lord? 4 Scoffers appear on every side, Where a vile race of men Is raised to seats of power and pride, And bears the sword in vain. PAUSE. 5 Lord, when iniquities abound, 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on? 7 'Yes,' saith the Lord, 'now will I rise, And make oppressors flee: I shall appear to their surprise, 8 Thy word, like silver, seven times tried, Through ages shall endure; 1 The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find the promise sure. HOW OW long, O Lord, shall I complain Like one that seeks his God in vain? Canst thou thy face for ever hide? And I still pray, and be denied? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot. As one whom thou regardest not? How long shall my poor troubled breast 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, 5 How will the powers of darkness boast, 13 1 C. M. Rochester, 459. Complaint under temptations of the devil. HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away? My God, how long delay? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul Wrestle and toil in vain? Thy word can all my foes control, 3 See how the prince of darkness tries He spreads a mist around my eyes, 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep! Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 5 How would the tempter boast aloud Behold the sons of hell grow proud 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke, He knows the terrors of thy look, 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace 15 C. M. Hammond, 226. Whom will the Lord admit to dwell 2 The man that walks in pious ways, 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word. 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never gripe the poor; This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heaven secure. Religion and justice, goodness and WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place, 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is 5 He never deals in bribing gold, 6 He loves his enemies, and prays 1 16 PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need, For succour to thy throne I flee, But have no merits there to plead; My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd How empty and how poor I am; My praise can never make thee bless'd, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap I love the men of heavenly birth, 16 1 PART II. L. M. Angel's Hymn, 60. How fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol-god! I will not taste their sacrifice, 2 My God provides a richer cup 3 His love is my perpetual feast: At my right hand he stands prepared To keep my soul from all surprise, 1 16 PART III. L. M. Wareham, 117. WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong; 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust and rise on high; V. 13, &c. Portion of saints and 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow, ARISE, my gracious God, And full discoveries of thy grace 16 10 place. V. 1-8. Support from God without SAVE me, O Lord, from every foe; 2 Yet if my God prolong my breath, 3 Let heathens to their idols haste, But my delightful lot is cast 4 His hand provides my constant food, Much am I pleased with present good, 5 God is my portion and my joy, He gives me sweet advice by day, 6 My soul would all her thoughts approve Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move, The death and resurrection of Christ. He bears my courage up; 2 'My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave 8 'Thou wilt reveal the path of life, They are but thy chastising rod, Behold, the sinner dies, His haughty words are vain; Then let his pride advance, And stand complete in righteousness, The sinner's portion & saint's hope. 1L My faith, my patience, and my love: ORD, I am thine; but thou wilt prove When men of spite against me join, 2 Their hope and portion lies below: 'Tis all the happiness they know: 'Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, 't is enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world, to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere: When shall I wake, and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O bless'd abode! I shall be near and like my God! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound; Winchester, 137. V. 1-6, 15-18. Deliverance from despair. HEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, TH My rock, my tower, my high defence; 2 Death and the terrors of the grave 4 In my distress I call'd 'My God!' rage; But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still In all the wars tnat devils wage. 8 My song for ever shall record 18 Job, 474. PART II. L. M. 1 LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere, 4 That sin that close besets me still, 5 [With an impartial hand the Lord 2 'T is he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock!) The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are broke; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Father's name, Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend; Thy love to saints in Christ their head Knows not a limit, nor an end. C. M. Arlington, 17. Victory over temporal enemies. WE love thee, Lord, and we adore, Now is thine arm reveal'd; Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower, 2 We fly to our eternal rock, 3 When God, our leader, shines in arms, 4 He rides upon the winged wind, In millions wait to know his mind, 5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke 6 He forms our generals for the field, 8 Oft has the Lord whole nations bless'd 18 PART II. C. M. Liverpool, 83. The same. 19 PART II. 1 T thine almighty arm we owe Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, 2 'T is by thine aid our troops prevail, And break united powers, Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale 3 How have we chased them thro' the field, 4 In vain to idol saints they cry, 5 The rock of Israel ever lives, His name be ever bless'd; "T is his own arm the victory gives, 6 On kings that reign as David did, 1 2 3 God's word most excellent. [For a Lord's-day morning.] EHOLD the morning sun B Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. But where the Gospel comes, It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. How perfect is thy word! And all thy judgments just! 4 My gracious God, how plain Cranbrook, 303. The book of nature and Scripture. EHOLD the lofty sky BEHO Declares its maker, God, And all his starry works on high 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name. Their general voice is known; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye British lands, rejoice, Here he reveals his word; We are not left to nature's voice 5 His statutes and commands 6 His laws are just and pure, Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd So much allures the sight. 8 While of thy works I sing, Thy glories to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer's name.] 7 8 1 Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind I would not dare transgress. Warn me of every sin, Forgive my secret faults, And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, While with my heart and tongue Accept the worship and the song, 19 PART III. L.M. Haydn's Creation, 1. The books of nature & of Scripture. THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise 5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise, |