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EAR LORD, behold our fore distress ; Our fins attempt to reign:

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Ye must be driv'n from earth, and dwell A lang Forever there.

Stretch out Thy arm of conqu'ring grace, 4. See how the pit gapes wide for you,

And let Thy foes be flain.

[2. The lion, with his dreadful roar
Affrights Thy feeble sheep;
Reveal the glory of Thy pow'r,
And chain him to the deep!

3. Must we indulge a long despair?

Shall our petitions die?

Our mournings never reach Thine ear, Nor tears affect Thine eye?]

4. If Thou defpife a mortal groan,

Yet hear a SAVIOUR'S blood; An advocate, fo near the throne, Pleads and prevails with God.

5. He bought the Spirit's pow'rful sword, To lay our deadly Foes;

Our fins fhall die beneath Thy word,
And hell in vain oppose.

6. How boundless is our Father's grace,
In height, and depth, and length!
He makes His Son our righteoufnefs;
His Spirit is our ftrength.

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And flashes in your face!

And thou, my foul, look downwards too, And fing recov'ring grace!

He is a GoD of fov'reign love,

That promis'd heav'n to me;

And taught my thoughts to foar above, Where happy fpirits be.

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Thus faith the vengeance of the LORE, "Let everlasting hatred be

"Betwixt the woman's feed and thee.

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"The woman's feed shall be my SoN, "He fhall destroy what thou haft done; "Shall break thy head, and only feel "Thy malice raging at His heel " [5. He fpake; and bid four thousand years Roll on; at length his Son appears : Angels with joy defcend to earth, And fing the young Redeemer's birth. 6. Lo, by the fons of rell He dies; But as He hung 'twixt earth and skies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below.]

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[5. By the rebellion of one man,

'I hro' all his feed the mifchief ran: And, by one man's obedience now, Are all his feed made righteous too.

6. Where fin did reign, and death abound, There have the fons of Adam found Abounding life; there glorious grace Reigns thro' the LORD our righteousness.]

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LXVII. Vanity of Riches.

ELUDED fouls, who think to find
A folid blifs below!

Blifs the fair flow'r of paradife,

On earth can never grow.

2. See how the foolish wretch is pleas'd T'increase his worldly store ; Too fcanty now he finds his barns, And fighs for room for more. What fhall I do, diftrefs'd he cries? "This fcheme I will pursue: "My fcanty barns I will pull down, "And build them large and new. "Here will I lay my fruits, and bid My foul to take its eafe; "Eat, drink, be glad, my lafting ftore "Shall give what joys I pleafe."

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5. Scarce had he spoke, when lo! from heav'n Th' Almighty made reply;

"For whom doft thou provide, thou fool?
"This night thyself fhall die."

6. Teach me, my God, all earthly joys
Are but an einpty dream;
And may I feek my blifs alone
In Thee the good fupreme.

+ LXVIII.

↑ LXVIII. The Sight of God and Christ in Heaven.

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ESCEND from heav'n, immortal dove,

Stoop down and take us on Thy wings, And mount and bear us far, above The reach of these inferior things. 2. Beyond beyond this lower fky, Up where eternal ages roll; Where folid pleasures never die, And fruits immortal feaft the foul ! 3.0 for a fight, a pleafing fight Of our almighty FATHER's throne! There fits our SAVIOUR Crown'd with Cloath'd in a body like our own.

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Mercy thou'lt fird, tho' very bafe,
The moment Thou relent.

3. The father's prodigal came home,
The houfe was open yet;
Much greater mercy bids Thee come
Than all thy fins, tho' great.

4. Sinners are fav'd by Jesu's blood, How vile fo e'er they be : Eternal life's the gift of GoD

(And gifts are always free)

5. Not bought by works of righteoufnefs, Which any tan has done;

But God has fent his Son to blefs,
Return and kifs the fon!

I LXX. Peter's Love to Chrift. John, xxi. 15.

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O not I love Thee, O my LORD? Behold my heart and fee ; Would I not turn each idol out,

That dares to rival Thee?

2. Hat Thou a lamb in all Thy flock,
I would disdain to feed?
Hait Thou a foe, before whofe face
I fear Thy caufe to plead ?

3. Would not mine ardent fpirit vie
With angels round the throne,
To execute Thy facred will,
And make Thy glory known?
Would not my

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Refume thy former post;

Bewail thy crimes, thy baseness mourn,

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yet thou art not loft.

2. Thine is a fad, `a dang'rous case,

Be humble and repent;

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pour forth its blood 1 honor of Thy name?

And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp th' immortal flame?

Thou know'ft I love Thee, gracious LOR
But O! I long to foar

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LXXI. An Evening Song.

READ Sov'reign, let my ev'ning fong Like holy incenfe rife; Affift the off'r ngs of my tongue To reach the lofty skies!

2. Thro' all the dangers of the day,

Thy hand was till my guard;'
And ftill to drive my wants away
Thy mercy food prepar'd.]
3. Perpetual bleffings from above
Incompafs me around;

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But O how few returns of love

Hath my CREATOR found!

What have I done for Him that dy'd,
To fave my wretched foul ?
How are my follies multiply'd,

Faft as my minutes roll?

5. LORD, with this guilty heart of mine, To Thy dear crofs I flee,

And to Thy grace my foul refign,

To be renew'd by Thee!

6. Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, I lay me down to rest;

As in th' embraces of my GOD,
Or on my SAVIOUR's breaît.

S LXXII. The Day of Judgment.

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Whilft round Him myriads of the bleft
At humble diftance wait.

Th' archangel fhall the trumpet found,
The quick and dead shall hear;

The voice will reach the world around.
All fummons to His bar.

4. But ah! what horror then will seize,
And fill each finner's heart!

When he shall hear fuch words as these,
Ye curs'd from Me depart."

5. But faints triumphant lift their eyes,
And hear their SAVIOUR blefs ;
"Come, ye belov'd, aloud He cries,
"Your kingdom now poffefs.

6." Come now, and with your SAVIOUR "And in His glory fhare." [reign; This faid, they rife and join his Train, Afcending in the air.

7. And thence in pomp the judge attend,
Up to the world of praife;
And in celeftial ftrains commend
His juftice and His grace.

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[3. The crowns of Britib princes shine
With rays above the reft;
Where laws and liberties combine
To make the nation bleft.]

4 Kingdoms on firm foundations ft'and,
While virtue finds reward;
And finners perish from the land
By justice and the sword.

5. Let Cafar's due be ever paid

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To Cæfar and his throne; But confciences and fouls were made To be the LORD's alone.

* LXXVI. The Goodness of God.

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TERNAL fource of ev'ry joy!

Well may thy praife our lips employ, While in thy temple we appear:

Thy goodness crowns the circling year. 2. Wide as the earth and planets roll, Thy hand fupports and chears the whole; By thee the fun is taught to rife, And darkness when to veil the fkies. 3 The flow'ry Spring at thy command, Embalms the air and paints the land; The fummer rays with vigor thine, To raise the corn and fwell the vine. 4. Senfons and months and weeks and days Demand fucceffive hymns of praife: Still be the cheerful homage paid, With op'ning light and ev'ning fhade! 5. O may our more harmonious tongues In worlds unknown pursue the fongs : And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years evolve no more!

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