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O God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our Guard whilst life shall last,

And our eternal home.

119 The heavens declare the glory of God, and the

firmament sheweth His handywork. P.M. GOD, we behold how Thy wondrous might Hath hung with new works the vast infinite;

[stars, How, writ with Thy hand 'mid the glimmering It shineth from far in strange characters.

The sun builds the day for his chamber bright, The white moon sits on her throne of night, While the stars all around, like her army appear, And through the blue dark marshal here and


The sun, though he walks the broad heavens alone,
Knows his rising well, and his going down;
The moon and her host, they come and they go,
And, silent and still, to Thine ordering bow.

Then why should this soul like a wave be driven,
If her anchor rest on the depths of heaven ?
If she make Thee here her healing and health,
She shall have in Thee her eternal wealth.

Great God, at whose will o'er the silent heart
The sunshine and shade do come and depart;
All glory to Thee! In Thee we repose,
And leave on Thy breast our sadness and woes.


120 Give us this day our daily bread. L.M.

KING of earth, and air, and sea,

The hungry ravens cry to Thee ;
To Thee the scaly tribes, that sweep
The bosom of the boundless deep;
To Thee the lions roaring call
The common Father, kind to all :
Then grant Thy servants, Lord, we pray,
Our daily bread from day to day.
The fishes may for food complain,
The ravens spread their wings in vain,
The roaring lions lack and pine ;
But, God, Thou carest still for Thine ;
Thy bounteous hand with food can bless
The bleak and lonely wilderness :
And Thou hast taught us, Lord, to pray
For daily bread from day to day.
And, O when through the wilds we roam,
That part us from our heavenly home ;
When lost in danger, want, and woe,
Our faithless tears begin to flow;
Do Thou the gracious comfort give,
By which alone the soul may live :
And grant Thy servants, Lord, we pray
The bread of life from day to day.



Psalm cxlix.
PRAISE ye the Lord,

Prepare your glad voice
His praise in the great

Assembly to sing.
In Christ, the Redeemer,

Let Israel rejoice,
And children of Zion

Be glad in their King.

Let them His great name

Extol in their songs;
With well-tuned hearts

His praises express ;
Who listens with pleasure

To hear their glad tongues,
And waits with salvation

The humble to bless.

With glory adorned

His people shall sing
To God, who their heads

With safety doth shield;
Such honour and triumph

His favour shall bring;
O therefore for ever

All praise to Him yield.


Psalm cv.


RENDER thanks, and bless the Lord ;

Invoke His sacred name;
Acquaint the nations with His deeds,

His matchless deeds proclaim.

Sing to His praise, in lofty hymns

His wondrous works rehearse;
Make them the theme of your discourse,

And subject of your verse.

Rejoice in His almighty Name,

Alone to be adored;
And let their hearts o'erflow with joy

That humbly seek the Lord.

Seek ye the Lord, His saving strength

Devoutly still implore;
And, where He's ever present, seek

His face for evermore.



Psalm ci.
RENDER thanks to God above,

The fountain of eternal love,
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Hath stood, and shall for ever last.
Who can His mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless ?
What mortal eloquence can raise
Just tribute of immortal praise ?
Extend to me that favour, Lord,
Thou to Thy chosen dost afford;
When Thou return'st to set them free,
Let Thy salvation visit me.
O may I worthy prove, to see
Thy saints in full felicity;
That I the joyful choir may join,

And count Thy people's triumph mine!
Psalm civ.

104. WORSHIP the King

All glorious above!
O gratefully sing :

His power and His love!
Our Shield and Defender,

The Ancient of Days,
Pavilioned in splendour,

And girded with praise.

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