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1 Safely through another week,
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day:
|: Day of all the week the best,
Emblem of eternal rest. :||

2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face,

Take away our sin and shame; |: From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. :|| 3 Here we come thy name to praise; May we feel thy presence near : May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear; ||: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. :||

J. NEWTON.

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1 Closing Sabbath! Ah, how soon
Have thy sacred moments passed:
Scarcely shines the morn, the noon,
Ere the evening brings thy last!
||: And another Sabbath flies,
Solemn witness! to the skies. :||

2 What is the report it bears

To the secret place of God?
Does it speak of worldly cares, [sod?
Thoughts which cling to earth's low
||: Or has sweet communion shone
Through its hours from God alone? :||

3 God of Sabbaths, O, forgive
That we use thy gifts so ill;
Teach us daily how to live
That we ever may fulfill

: All thy gracious love designed,
Giving Sabbaths to mankind. :||

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1. Re-joice, ye righteous, in the Lord; This work be - longs

Sing of his name, his ways, his word, How holy, just

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to you:

and true!

1 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord;
This work belongs to you:
Sing of his name, his ways, his word,
How holy, just and true!

2 By his creative word of might,

The heavenly arch was reared, And all the beauteous hosts of light At his command appeared.

3 He bade the mighty waters flow
To their appointed deep;

The swelling seas their limits know,
And their own stations keep.

4 His works of nature and of grace,
Reveal his wondrous name;

His mercy and his righteousness,
Let heaven and earth proclaim.

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I. WATTS.

1 I sing the mighty power of God, That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;

The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.

3 There's not a plant or flower below,
But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from thy throne.

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W. YOAKLEY.

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He made the sun, with beams so bright, He made the moon which shines by night,

The glittering skies, that look so fair, With

ev ery star that sparkles there.

1 Our God is good, and he is great;
Around his throne the angels wait;
He made the sun, with beams so bright,
He made the moon which shines by night,
The glittering skies, that look so fair,
With every star that sparkles there.

2 The mountains and the rocks he made,
And all the hills in order laid ;
He poured the water in the seas,
He made the grass, the herbs, the trees,
The valleys and the fields so fair,
And every flower that blossoms there.

3 The lion and the tiger bold,

The sheep and cattle of the fold,
The little birds that sweetly sing,
The insect with its beauteous wing,
The fishes,- all we see that's fair
Or good, he made, and placed them
there.

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1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare;
The firmament displays thy skill;
The changing clouds, the viewless air,
Tempest and calm, thy word fulfil;
Day unto day doth utter speech,
And night to night thy knowledge teach.

2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear,
Well known the language of their song,
When, one by one, the stars appear,
Led by the silent moon along ;
Till round the earth, from all the sky
Thy beauty beams on every eye.

3 Waked by thy touch, the morning sun Comes like a bridegroom from his And, like a giant, glad to run [bower,

His bright career with speed and power: Thy flaming messenger, to dart Life through the depth of nature's heart. J. MONTGOMERY. 175

1 Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night,

Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.

2 When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume

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1. God moves in a mysterious way, His won-ders

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the sea,

And rides

up - on the storm.

1 God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sov'reign will.

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

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1 Since all the varying scenes of time
God's watchful eye surveys,

O, who so wise to choose our lot,
Or to appoint our ways!

2 Good when he gives,-supremely good,— Nor less when he denies;

E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand,
Are blessings in disguise.

3 Why should we doubt a Father's love,
So constant and so kind?
To his unerring, gracious will
Be every wish resigned.

4 In thy fair book of life divine,
My God, inscribe my name;
There let it fill some humble place,
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb.

HERVEY.

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1. God of my life, whose gracious power Thro' varied scenes my soul hath led,

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Or turned a - side the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sink - ing head.

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1 Lord,my weak thought in vain would climb To search the starry vault profound; In vain would wing her flight sublime, To find creation's outmost bound.

2 But weaker yet that thought must prove To search thy great eternal plan,— Thy sovereign counsels, born of love Long ages ere the world began.

3 When my dim reason would demand
Why that, or this, thou dost ordain,
By some vast deep I seem to stand,
Whose secrets I must ask in vain.

4 When doubts disturb my troubled breast,
And all is dark as night to me,
Here, as on solid rock, I rest;
That so it seemeth good to thee.

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