With every angel's form and size,
Drawn by th' eternal pen.

4 His providence unfolds the book,
And makes his councils shine;
Each opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke
Fulfils some deep design.

5 [Here, he exalts neglected worms.
To sceptres and a crown::
And there, the following page he turns,
And treads the monarch down.

6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why ;
Nor God the reason gives;
Nor dare the favourite angel pry
Between the folded leaves.]

7 My God, I would not long to see
My fate with curious eyes,
What gloomy lines are writ for me,
Or what bright scenes may rise;

8 In thy fair book of life and grace, `
O may
I find my name,
Recorded in some humble place, C
Beneath my Lord the Lamb!!

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WATTS'S LYRIC POEMS.

7's. Cookham 36. Alcester 213.
The Majesty of God.

GLORY to th' eternal King,
Clad in majesty supreme

Let all heaven his praises sing,
Let all worlds his power proclaim.

2 Through eternity he reigns

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In unbounded realms of light;

He the universe sustains

As an atom in his sight.

3 Suns on suns through boundless space,

With their systems move or stand;
Or, to occupy their place,

New orbs rise at his command.

4 Kingdoms flourish, empires fall,
Nations live and nations die,
All forms nothing, nothing all-
At the movement of his eye.
5 0, let my transported soul
Ever on his glories gaze!
Ever yield to his controul,
Ever sound his lofty praise!

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B. FRANCIS.

11 L. M. Ulverston 179. Islington 40. Gould's 272.

The Wisdom of God.

1 WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will; Tumultuous passions, all be still; Nor let a murmuring thought arise; His ways are just, his councils wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, 3. Performs his work, the cause conceals But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees;

And by his saints, it stands confest
That what he does is ever best.

4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait
Prostrate before his awful seat;

And 'midst the terrors of his rod,

Trust in a wise and gracious God. BEDDOME.

12 (First Part.) C. M. Liverpool 83. Exeter 4.

The Goodness of God, Nahum i. 7.

1 YE humble souls, approach your God
With songs of sacred praise,

For he is good, immensely good,
And kind are all his ways.

2 All nature owns his guardian care,
In him we live and move;

But nobler benefits declare,

The wonders of his love.

3 He gave his Son, his only Son,
To ransom rebel worms;

"Tis here he makes his goodness known
In its diviner forms.

4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ;
"Tis here our hope relies;

A safe defence, a peaceful home,
When storms of trouble rise.

5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard,
The souls who trust in thee;

Their humble hope thou wilt reward
With bliss divinely free.

6 Great God, to thy Almighty love,
What honours shall we raise ?
Not all the raptur'd songs above
Can render equal praise.

STEELE.

12 (Second Part.) C. M. Staughton 264.

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Liverpool 83.

God is Love, 1 John iv. 8.

AMID the splendours of thy state,
My God, thy Love appears

With the soft radiance of the moon
Among a thousand stars.

2 Nature through all her ample round
Thy boundless Power proclaims,
And, in melodious accents, speaks
The Goodness of thy names.

3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth,
Our solemn awe excite ;

But the sweet charms of sovereign grace
O'erwhelm us with delight.

4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire,
Thunders thy dreadful name;

But Sion sings, in melting notes,
The honours of the Lamb.

5 In all thy doctrines and commands,
Thy councils and designs-

In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd,
Thy Love supremely shines.

6 Angels and men the news proclaim
Through earth and heaven above,
The joyful and transporting news,

That God the Lord is Love.

13 L. M. Derby 169. Rothwell 174. Portugal New 263.

The Loving-kindness of the Lord, Ps. lxiii. 7.

1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,

And sing thy great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness, O how free! 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all; He sav'd me from my lost estate, His loving-kindness, O how great! 3 Tho' num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Tho' earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving-kindness, O how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, O how good! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart; But tho' I have him oft forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail O! may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death!

7 Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day;
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies.

MEDLEY.

14 C.M. Michael's 119. Brighthelmstone 208.
The Grace of God; or, Divine Condescension.
VHEN the Eternal bows the skies
To visit earthly things,

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With scorn divine he turns his eyes
From towers of haughty kings.

2 He bids his awful chariot roll,
Far downward from the skies,
To visit every humble soul,
With pleasure in his eyes.

3 Why should the Lord that reigns above
:. Disdain so lofty kings?

Say, Lord, and why such looks of love
Upon such worthless things?

4 Mortals, be dumb; what creature darcs
Dispute his awful will ?

Ask no account of his affairs,

But tremble and be still.

5 Just like his nature is his grace,
All sov'reign and all free;

Great God, how searchless are thy ways,
How deep thy judgments be!

DR. WATTS'S LYRICS.

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11's. Geard 156.

Broughton 172.

The Mercy of God, Psalm Ixxxix. 1.

1 THY mercy, my God, is the theme of my song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my

tongue;

Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affection, and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here, Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair;