2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce.
Shall firm as heaven endure:
And if he speak a promise once,
Th' eternal grace is sure.
3 How long the race of David held
The promis'd Jewish throne!
But there's a nobler covenant séal'd
To David's greater Son.

4 His seed forever shall possess

A throne above the skies ;
The meanest subject of his grace
Shall. to that glory rise.

5 Lord God of Hosts, thy wondrous ways
Are sung by saints above;
And saints on earth their honours- raise
To thy unchanging love.

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PSALM 145. 2d Part. C.M. *
Barby, Bedford.
Goodness of God.

IS WEET is the memory of thy grace,

My God, my heavenly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In songs of glory sing.

2 God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies;
Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.
3With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food:
Thy liberal hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord!
How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pardoning word
To cheer the souls he loves.
5Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints, that taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.

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PSALM-103. 1st Part. L. M. Shoel, Newcourt. Goodness and mercy of God. LESS, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts, that rove abroad:

Let all the powers within me join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; His favours claim thy highest praise; Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot? 3'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done;

He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives.

4 The vices of the mind he heals,
And cures the pains that nature feels,
Redeems the soul from hell, and saves
Our wasting life from threatening graves.
5Our youth decay'd, his power repairs ;
His mercy crowns our growing years;
He satisfies our mouth with good,
And fills our hopes with heavenly food..
6He sees th' oppressor and th' oppress'd,
But will his justice more display
And often gives the sufferers rest; :
In the last great rewarding day.
7[His power he shew'd by Moses' hands,
And gave to Israel his commands;
But sent his truth and mercy down
To all the nations by his Son.
8Let the whole earth his power confess,
Let the whole earth adore his grace:
The Gentile with the Jew shall join
In work and worship so divine.]

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PSALM 146. L. M. Luton, Blendon.. Goodness and truth of God.. 1PRAISEye the Lord; my heart shall join

In work so pleasant, so divine; Now while the flesh is mine abode, And when my soul ascends to God. 2Praise shall employ my noblest powers, While immortality endures: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last.. 3 Why should I make a man, my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust; [power Their breath departs, their pomp and And thoughts all vanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train, And none shall find his promise vain His truth forever stands secure : He saves th' oppress'd, he feeds the poor; He sends the labouring conscience peace, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 6The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell:. Thy God, O Zion! ever reigns; Praise him in everlasting strains.

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PSALM 146. as 113th. P.M. St. Hellens, Psalm 46. Goodness of God, and vanity of men. I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;

And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.

2Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust: Vain is the help of flesh and blood;

14 Tremble, ye sinners, and submit; Throw down your arms before his throne, Bend your heads low beneath his feet, Or his strong hand shall crush you down. 5And ye, bless'd saints, that love him too, With reverence bow before his name; Thus all his heavenly servants do: God is a bright and burning flame.

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power And thoughts all vanish in an hour; Nor can they make their promise good. 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God; he made the sky, And earth and seas with all their train; His truth forever stands secure : He saves th' oppress'd,he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 4The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience He helps the stranger in distress, [peace; The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell:

Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns; Let every tongue, let every age In this exalted work engage;

Praise him in everlasting strains. I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers. My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.

Grandeur of God, or his terrible majesty. TERRIBLE God, who reign'st on high, How awful is thy thundering hand; Thy fiery bolts, how fierce they fly:

Nor can all earth or hell withstand. 2 This the old rebel angels knew, And Satan fell beneath thy frown; Thine arrows struck the traitor through, And weighty vengeance sunk him down. 3 This Sodom felt-and feels it stillAnd roars beneath th' eternal load; "With endless burnings who can dwell, Or bear the fury of a God?"

His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, And raise his vengeance higher.

2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns! How bright his fury glows! Vast magazines of plagues and storms Lie treasured for his foes. 3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees Are forced into a flame;

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But kindled, O! how fierce they blaze! And rend all nature's frame. At his approach the mountains flee, And seek a watery grave; The frighted sea makes haste away, And shrinks up every wave. 5Through the wide air the weighty rocks

Are swift as hailstones hurl'd: Who dares to meet his fiery rage,

That shakes the solid world? 6Yet, mighty God! thy sovereign grâce Sits regent on the throne, The refuge of thy chosen race

When wrath comes rushing down.

Thy hand shall on rebellious kings

While we, beneath thy sheltering wings,
A fiery tempest pour,
Thy just revenge adore.

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HYMN 87. B. 2. C. M.

Abridge, Bedford.
Incomprehensibility of God.

OW wondrous great, how glorious

How Must our Creator be! [bright

Who dwells amidst the dazzling light
Of vast infinity!

2 Our soaring spirits upward rise
Toward the celestial throne:
Fain would we see the blessed THREE,
And the Almighty ONE.

3 Our reason stretches all its wings,
And climbs above the skies;
But still how far beneath thy feet
Our grovelling reason lies!

4 [Lord, here we bend our humble souls, And awfully adore:

For the weak pinions of our minds Can stretch a thought no more.] 5 Thy glories infinitely rise

Above our labouring tongue;
In vain the highest seraph tries
To form an equal song.

6 [In humble notes our faith adores
The great mysterious King,
While angels strain their nobler powers,
And sweep th' immortal string.]

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HYMN 170. B. 2. L. M. Islington, Gloucester. Incomprehensibility and sovereignty of God. 1CAN AN creatures to perfection find Th' eternal, uncreated Mind? Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out? 2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell,

And what can mortals know or tell? His glory spreads beyond the sky, And all the shining worlds on high. 3 But man, vain man would fain be wise; Born like a wild young colt, he flies Through all the follies of his mind, And smells and snuffs the empty wind.] 4 God is a King, of power unknown; Firm are the orders of his throne; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does?

He calms the tempest of the soul: When he shuts up in long despair, Who can remove the heavy bar? 6He frowns, and darkness veils the moon, The fainting sun grows dim at noon; The pillars of heaven's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. 7He gave the vaulted heaven its form, The crooked serpent and the worm; And smites the sons of pride to death. He breaks the billows with his breath, 8 These are a portion of his ways: But who shall dare describe his face? Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand?

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HYMN 26. B. 2. L. M. 糖
Quercy, Wells.
Invisibility of God:

ORD, we are blind, poor mortals, blind,
We can t behold thy bright abode;
O! 'tis beyond a creature mind,
To glance a thought half way to God.
2 Infinite leagues beyond the sky,
The great ETERNAL reigns alone;
Where neither wings nor souls can fly,
Nor angels climb the topless throne,
3 The Lord of glory builds his seat
Of gems incomparably bright;
And lays beneath his sacred feet
Substantial beams of gloomy night.
4Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes
Beyond our praise thy grandeur. flies,
Look through, and cheer us from above;
Yet we adore, and yet we love..

PSALM 142. C..M.. bor & 30 Canterbury, Barby, Wantage.

Kindness of God, or God. the hope of the helpless.
God I made my sorrows known,
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In long complaints before his throne
From God I sought relief;
I pour'd out all my grief.
My soul was overwhelm'd with woes,
My heart began to break;
My God, who all my burdens knows,
He knows the way I take.
3 On every side I cast mine eye,

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