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Providential Care.

4 Whose glory to this earth extende,

When God himself imparts;
And the whole Trinity descends

Into our faithful hearts.
5 By faith the upper choir we meet,

And join with them to sing
Jehovah, on his shining seat,

Our Maker and our King.

SECTION VI. PRAISE: FOR TEMPORAL BENEFITS.

HYUN 209. L.M.

Providential Care.
PRAISE ye the Lord ! 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise :

His nature and his works invite, • To make this duty our delight. 2 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames,

He counts their numbers, calls their names;

His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, · A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'd. 3 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds around the sky: There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 4 He makes the grass the hills adorn,

And clothes the smiling fields with corn:
The beasts with food his hands supply,
And the young ravens when they cry.
6 What is the creature's skill or force ?

The sprightly man, or warlike horse ?
The piercing wit, the active limb?
All are too mean delights for him.

Providential Care.

6 But saints are lovely in his sight;

He views his children with delight:
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
And looks and loves his image there.

WATTS.
HYMN 210. 8-7's.

The same.
HAPPY man, whom God does aid:
God our souls and bodies made:
God on us, in gracious show'rs,
Blessings every moment pours:
Compasses with angel-bands,
Bids them bear us in their hands;
Parents, friends, 'twas God bestow'd:

Life and all descends from God. 2 He this flowery carpet spread;

Made the earth on which we tread:
God refreshes in the air :
Covers with the clothes we wear;
Feeds us with the food we eat;
Cheers us with his light and heat;
Makes his sun on us to shine:

All our blessings are divine.
3 Give him then, and ever give,

Thanks for all that we receive :
Man we for his kindness love-
How much more our God above?
Worthy thou, our heavenly Lord,

To be honour'd and adored;
God of all-creating grace,
Take the everlasting praise. C. WESLEY.

HYMN 211. C.M.

The same.
FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love,

How rich thy bounties are !
The rolling seasons, as they move,

Proclaim thy constant care.

Converting Grace. 2 When in the bosom of the earth,

The sower hid the grain,
Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth,

And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine;

The plants in beauty grew;
Thou gavest refulgent suns to shine,

And mild refreshing dew.
4 These various mercies from above,

Matured the swelling grain;
A kindly harvest crowns thy love,

And plenty fills the plain.
6 We own and bless thy gracious sway:

Thy hand all nature hails;
Seed-time nor harvest, nigbt nor day,

Summer nor winter fails.
6 Glory to God who reigns above;

The eternal Three in One, Who by the wonders of his love,

Has made his nature known.

SECTION VII. PRAISE: FOR SPIRITUAL MERCIES.

HYMN 212. L.M.

Converting Grace. GLORY to God, whose sovereign grace

Has animated senseless stones; Call'd us to stand before his face,

And raised us into Abraham's sons. 2 The people who in darkness lay,

In sin and error's deadly shade, Have seen a glorious gospel day,

In Jesu's lovely face display'd. 9 Thou only, Lord, the work hast done,

And bared thy arm in all our sight; Hast inade the reprobates thy own,

And claim'd the outcasts as thy right.

Love to God for his renewing Grace. 4 Thy single arm, Almighty Lord,,

To us the great salvation brought : Thy word, thy all-creating word,

That spake at first the world from nought. 8 For this the saints lift up their voice,

And ceaseless praise to thee is given; For this the hosts above rejoice:

We raise the happiness of heaven. 6 For this (no longer sons of night),

To thee our thankful hearts we give;
To thee who call'st us into light;
To thee we die, to thee we live.

c. WESLEY. HYMN 213. L.M.

Dedication to Christ.
My soul, through my Redeemer's care,

Saved from the second death I feel :
My eyes from tears of dark despair,

My feet from falling into hell.
2 Wherefore to him my feet shall run;

My eyes on his perfections gaze;
My soul shall live for God alone,
And all within me shout his praise.

C. WESLEY.
HYMN 214. 6-8's.
Love to God for his renewing Grace.
Thee will I love, my strength, my tower ;

Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;
Thee will I love with all my power,

In all thy works, and thee alone;
Thee will I love, till the pure fire

Fills my whole soul with chaste desire. 2 Ah! why did I so late thee know?

Thee, lovelier than the sons of min
Ah! why did I no sooner go

To thee, the only ease in pain ?
Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn,
That I so late to thee did turn.

Redeeming Love.
3 In darkness willingly I stray'd:

I sought thee, yet from thee I roved ;
Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread;

Thy creatures more than thee I loved;
And now, if more at length I see,

'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee. 4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun,

That thy bright beams on me have shined;
I thank thee, who hast overthrown

My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind:
I thank thee, whose enlivening voice

Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 6 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;

Thee will I love, my Lord, my God;
Thee will I love beneath thy frown

Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod :
What though my flesh and heart decay;
Thee shall I love in endless day. J. WESLEY..

HYMN 215. 4-7's.

Redeeming Love.
Now begin the heavenly theme,
Sing aloud in Jesu's name:
Ye who now his kindness prove,

Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Ye who see the Father's grace

Beaming in the Saviour's face,
As to Canaan on ye move,

Praise and bless the God of love.
3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears,

Banish all your guilty fears ;
See your guilt and curse remove,

Cancell’d by redeeming love.
4 Welcome all by sin oppress'd,

Welcome all to Jesu's breast:
Nothing brought him from above,

Nothing but redeeming love.
5 He subdued the infernal powers;

His tremendous foes and ours,
From their cursed empire drove &
Mighty in redeeming love.

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