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L. M. Carthage. [b]

CHRIST's Sufferings and Exaltation.
OW let our mournful songs record

P1N me dying sorrows of our Lord

When he complain'd in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.

e 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shook'd their heads, and laugh'd in scorn ; d "He rescu'd others from the grave; "Now let him try himself to save.

3 "This is the man did once pretend "God was his Father and his Friend; "If God the blessed lov'd him so, "Why doth he fail to help him now?" • 4 Barbarous people! cruel priests! How they stood round like savage beasts! Like lions gaping to devour,

When God had left him in their pow'r.

p 5 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,
'Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,

And mock the pangs in which he died.
-6 But God his Father heard his cry;
o Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high;
-The nations learn his righteousness,


And humble sinners taste his grace.

PSALM 23. L. M. Green's. Islington. [*] God our Shepherd.

1 MY shepherd is the living Lord;

Now shall my wants be well supply'd:

His providence and holy word

Become my safety and my guide.

2 In pastures where salvation grows,
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food's divinely blest.

3 My wand'ring feet his ways mistake ;
-But he restores my soul to peace,
o And leads me for his mercy's sake,

In the fair paths of righteousness. p 4 Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale, Where death and all its terrours are;

-My heart and hope shall never fail,
o For God my shepherd's with me there.
e 5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps,
-Thou art my comfort, thou my stay:
o Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.
e [6 The sons of earth, and sons of hell,
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine,
To see my table spread so well,
With living bread and cheerful, wine.]
[How I rejoice, when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
o 'Tis a divine anointing shed,
Like oil of gladness at a feast.
$ 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.]



C. M.

Barby. [*]

Y Shepherd will supply my need;
Jehovah is his name:

In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

o 2 He brings my wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake his ways;

And leads me for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

e 3 When I walk thro' the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay;

A word of thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.

-4 Thy hand, in spite of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;

o My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head.

-5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days;

e O may thy house be my abode, And all my work be praise!

-6 There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;

No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.



S. M. Aylesbury. Dover. [*]
God's tender Care of his People.
HE Lord my shepherd is,

1 T shall be well supply'd


Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?

2 He leads me to the place,
Where heav'nly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim;

And guides me in his own right way,

For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,

I cannot yield to fear!

e Tho' I should walk through death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there.

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S 5 In spite of all my foes,

Thou dost my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my foll'wing days; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise.

PSALM 24. C. M. Abridge. Bedford. [*] Dwelling with God.

'T With Adam's num'rous race;

HE earth forever is the Lord's,

He rais'd its arches o'er the floods,
And built it on the seas.

e 2 But who among the sons of men
May visit thine abode?

d He who has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God.

3 This is the man may rise, and take
The blessings of his grace;

This is the lot of those who seek
The God of Jacob's face.

o 4 Now let our soul's immortal pow'rs
To meet the Lord prepare;

o Lift up their everlasting doors; The King of glory's near.

e 5 The King of glory-who can tell
The wonders of his might?

He rules the nations; but to dwell
With saints, is his delight.

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Saints dwell in Heaven: or, Christ's Ascension. d 1 HIS spacious earth is all the Lord's,


And men and worms and beasts and birds; --He rais'd the building on the seas,

And gave it for their dwelling place.

o 2 But there's a brighter world on high,
Thy palace, Lord, above the sky:
e Who shall ascend that blest abode,

And dwell so near his maker God?
d 3 He who abhors and fears to sin,
Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean;
Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless,
And clothe his soul with righteousness.
4 These are the men, the pious race,
Who seek the God of Jacob's face;
o They shall enjoy the blissful sight,
And dwell in everlasting light.

PAUSE. Oporto.

o 5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high,
-Behold the King of glory nigh!
e Who can this King of glory be?
o The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he.
-6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display,
To make the Lord the Saviour way;
o Laden with spoils from earth and hell,
The Conqu'ror comes with God to dwell.
7 Rais'd from the dead, he goes before,
He opens heaven's eternal door,


To give his saints a blest abode,

Near their Redeemer and their God.

PSALM 25. S. M. 1st PART. Little Marlboro. [b]

Ver. 1-11.-Waiting for Pardon and Direction.
LIFT soul to God,
My trust is in his name;

• Let not my foes that seek my blood Still triumph in my shame.

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2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell,

Persuade me to despair:

-Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well,
That I may 'scape the snare.


3 From the first dawning light 'Till the dark ev'ning rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever longing eyes.

4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth.

5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways; And every humble sinner find

The methods of his grace.

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o 6 For his own goodness' sake,

He saves my soul from shame ;
He pardons (though my guilt be great,)
Through my Redeemer's name.

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S. M. SECOND PART. Dover. [*] Ver.12, 14, 10, 13.-Divine Instruction. shall the man be found,

Who fears t' offend his God

Who loves the gospel's joyful sound,

And trembles at the rod?

2 The Lord shall make him know
The secrets of his heart;

o The wonders of his cov'nant show,
And all his love impart.

3 The dealings of his hand
Are truth and mercy still,

With such as to his cov'nant stand,
And love to do his will.

4 Their souls shall dwell at ease,
Before their Maker's face;

Their seed shall taste the promises,
In their extensive grace.

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