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Psalm lxxi.
M Y God, my everlasting Hope,

W I live upon Thy truth ;
Thy hands have held my childhood up,

And strengthened all my youth.
Still hath my life new wonders seen

Repeated every year:
Behold, my days which yet remain,

I trust them to Thy care.
Cast me not off when strength declines,

When hoary hairs arise ;
And round me let Thy glory shine,

Whene'er Thy servant dies.
Then, in the history of my age,

When men review my days,
They'll read Thy love in every page,

In every line Thy praise.

S.M.

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Psalm ciii.
M Y soul, repeat His praise,

11 Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,

So ready to abate.
High as the heavens are raised

Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of His grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.

His power subdues our sins;

And His forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,

Doth all our guilt remove.

The pity of the Lord,

To those that fear His name,
Is such as tender parents feel :

He knows our feeble frame.

Our days are as the grass,

Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,

It withers in an hour.

But Thy compassions, Lord,

To endless years endure,
And children's children ever find

Thy word of promise sure.

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Psalm xi.
M Y trust is in the Lord;
II What foe can injure me?
Why bid me like a bird,

Before the fowler flee?
The Lord is on His heavenly throne,
And He will shield and save His own.

The wicked may assail,

The tempter sorely try,
All earth’s foundations fail,

All Nature's springs be dry;
Yet God is in His holy shrine,
And I am strong while He is mine.

His foes a season here

May triumph and prevail;
But, ah! the hour is near

When all their hopes must fail :
While like the sun His saints shall rise
And shine with Him above the skies.

116 In His love and in His pity He redeemed

them.
N OW begin the heavenly theme,
I Sing aloud to Jesu's Name:
Ye who His salvation prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.
Ye, who see the Father's grace
Beaming in the Saviour's face :
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.

Mourning souls, dry up your tears,
Banish all your doubts and fears ;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Cancelled by redeeming love.

Welcome all hy sin opprest,
Welcome to His sacred rest;
Now from bliss no longer rove,
Come, and taste redeeming love.
Hither, then, your music bring,
Strike aloud each joyful string,
Saints below and hosts above,
Join to praise redeeming love.

11 And Jacob vowed a vow: If God will be with

me and keep me in the way that I go,
then shall the Lord be my God. C.M.
GOD of Bethel, by whose hand

Thy people still are fed,
Who through this weary pilgrimage

Hast all our fathers led ;
Our vows, our prayers, we now present

Before Thy throne of grace.
God of our fathers, be the God

Of their succeeding race.
Through each perplexing path of life

Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,

And raiment fit provide.
O spread Thy covering wings around,

Till all our wanderings cease ;
And at our Father's loved abode

Our souls arrive in peace.

Such blessings from Thy gracious hand

Our humble prayers implore ;
And Thou shalt be our chosen God

And portion evermore.

C.M.

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Psalm xc.
GOD, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,

And our eternal home!

Under the shadow of Thy throne

Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,

And our defence is sure.

Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,

To endless years the same.

A thousand ages in Thy sight

Are like an evening gone,
Short as the watch that ends the night

Before the rising sun.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away ;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream

Dies at the opening day.