3 He found us in the desert wide,

And did from thence remove:

Still may He us vouchsafe to guide,
And lead with bands of love.

4 He is our Comforter and Light,
We on His manna feed;

His cloud by day, His fire by night
To heavenly Canaan lead.

5 To those calm happy seats may He
In safety us convey,

With all whose love and piety
Have placed us in the way.

6 To the blest co-eternal Three
Whom earth and heaven adore,

As was, and is, all glory be,
Till time shall be no more.

ANOTHER.

I O THOU, whose wisdom, power, and love,
For all Thy works provide;

Which those vast orbs that roll above,
And our low centre guide.

2 The rich, the poor, the mean, the great,
Are link'd by Thy strong hands;
Poised on its base, the work's complete,
The firm composure stands.

3 The meanest worm that creeps on earth Is not below Thy care;

And we, although of humble birth,
Thy Godlike bounty share.

4 Whoe'er Thy Being dare dispute,

Are silenced here with ease;

The stones themselves would them confute,
If we should hold our peace.

5 The' Almighty be their strong defence,
And multiply their store,

Who still concur with Providence
To aid and bless the poor.

ANOTHER.

I FATHER Of Mercy, hear our prayer,
In Thee we move and live:

How slow to wrath, how prone to spare,
And ready to forgive!

2 Thou chiefly dost Thy boundless power
In acts of goodness show;
Thy mercy all Thy works adore,
Thence all our blessings flow.

3 This still shall be our grateful theme,
Thy praise we'll ever sing;

Our friends the kind refreshing stream,
But Thou the' unfailing Spring.

4 Our joy would soon o'erflow the banks,
And inundations raise,

Did we not thus look down with thanks,
And look to heaven with praise.

5 To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,

Who yet are not three Gods, but One,
Revered by all His host;

6 The blest, eternal Trinity,

Whom heaven and earth adore,
All honour, praise, and glory be
Both now and evermore.

A YEARLY HYMN FOR CHARITY CHILDREN.

I AGAIN the kind revolving year
Has brought this happy day,
And we in God's blest house appear,
Again our vows to pay.

2 Our watchful guardians, robed in light, Adore the heavenly King;

Ten thousand thousand seraphs bright
Incessant praises sing.

3 They know no want, they feel no care, Nor ever sigh as we;

Sorrow and sin are strangers there,
And all is harmony.

4 If aught can there enhance their bliss,
Or raise their raptures higher,
New joys in heaven, at sights like this,
New anthems fill the choir.

5 With what resembling care and love
Both worlds for us appear!

Our friendly guardians, those above;
Our benefactors here.

ANOTHER.

I TRIUMPHAL notes, and hymns of joy,
To Thee our God we'll sing;
Thy praises shall our lips employ,
O Salem's peaceful King!

2 Thou mak'st the world obey Thy will,
Whose will is always best;

Thy word bids winds and waves be still,
And chides them into rest.

3 Thy sacred Spirit on Jordan's stream
Decended like a dove;

Thou didst from wrath and sin redeem;
Thy law is peace and love.

4 That law, by our kind patrons' care,
We now are daily taught;

Though once far off, we now are near,
As those to Jesus brought.

5 May He to every bounteous friend
His favour still increase,

Till they and we with Him ascend
To everlasting peace.

A HYMN AT THE OPENING OF A
CHARITY SCHOOL.

I LIFT up your heads, ye lofty gates;
Unfold, each spacious door;

For here the King of Glory waits
With blessings for the poor.

2 'Twas love Divine, 'twas sovereign grace, True bounty's endless spring,

Did us so near God's altars place,
Where we may pray and sing.

3 To psalms and hymns we may aspire, If anthems are too high;

And follow the celestial choir

In decent harmony.

4 With holy souls we here may meet,
And learn their songs Divine;
Their Hallelujahs loud and sweet
With our Hosannas join.

5 How blest, if always thus we might
The coming hours employ,

And singing pass to realms of light,
And endless worlds of joy!

A HYMN FOR ANY SCHOOL.

I ON this auspicious happy day
What incense shall we bring?
What grateful humble homage pay
To an Almighty King?

2 Be His dread name on earth confest,
As 'tis by those above!

3

What is the' employment of the blest,

But songs of praise and love?

The breath from heaven we did receive,
We thus in hymns restore;

And while we on His bounty live,

We'll wonder and adore.

4 Rescued from want, and vice, and shame
We'll all our future days

Our great Creator's love proclaim,
And live but to His praise.