2 O send Thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart;
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

3 Order my footsteps by Thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;
Let sin have no dominion, LORD,
But keep my conscience clear.

4 Help me to walk in Thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;

Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God..

72. All good ascribed to God. PSAL Cxix. (C. M.)

1 THY mercies, LORD, all forms display;

I witness them above, beneath;

I see them in the light of day,

I feel them in the air I breathe.

2 Thy loving-kindnesses appear

Ålike, where'er I turn my sight;
I view them in the rolling year,
The op'ning dawn, the closing night.

3 No benefit was ever mine,

Which Thou, O God! didst not supply; In all my paths Thy hand divine

Is manifest as heav'n is high.

4 Thee may my grateful heart adore;
Let me rejoice my vows to pay;
And may my spirit never more
Be turn'd to any evil way! ̧

73. For Divine direction. PSAL. cxix. (L. M.)
1 LORD, let my cry Thy favour find,
Fulfil Thy word; illume my mind:
LORD! let my cry acceptance have;
Fulfil Thy word, Thy suppliant save.

2 Taught by Thy grace to tread Thy ways,
My lips shall speak the note of praise;
Inform'd Thy righteous laws to know,
Thy word my grateful tongue shall show.
3 Reach Thou thine arm! Thine aid bestow !
Thy precepts prompt my earnest vow :
My heart's desire Thy saving might,
Thy guiding word my heart's delight.
4 Though like a sheep estrang'd I stray,
Yet have I not renounc'd Thy way:
Thine hand extend, Thine own reclaim;
Grant me to live and praise Thy name.

74. For Sunday, or the Lord's Day. (L. M.) 1 ANOTHER Six days' toil is done, Another Sabbath is begun; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day that God has blest.

2 This day may our devotions rise, As grateful incense to the skies

;

And heav'n that sweet repose bestow,
Which none but they who feel it, know.

3 This holy calm within the breast
Prepares for that eternal rest,
Which for the sons of God remains,
The end of care, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures, pass away;
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hopes of one that ne'er shall end!

75. For the Lord's Day. - Praise. (D. C. M.) 1 THE LORD of Sabbath let us praise In concert with the blest; Who, joyful in harmonious lays, Employ an endless rest.

Thus, LORD, while we remember Thee,
We blest and pious grow;
By hymns of praise we learn to be..
Triumphant here below.

2 On this glad day a brighter scene
Of glory was display'd

By GOD, the ETERNAL WORD, than when
This universe was made.

He rises, who mankind has bought
With grief and pain extreme:

"Twas great to speak a world from nought, 'Twas greater to redeem.

76. A prospect of heaven makes death easy. (C. M.) 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain.

2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-fading flowers;

Death, like a narrow sea, divides

This heav'nly land from ours.

3 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink
To cross this narrow sea,
And linger shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

4 O could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love
With faith's enlighten'd eyes!

5 Could we but climb where Moses stood,
And view the landscape o'er,

Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood,
Could fright us from the shore!

77. Jesus Christ," the Way, the Truth, and the Life."

JOHN xiv. 6.

1 THOU art the WAY

(C. M.)

to Thee alone

From sin and death we flee;

And he who would the FATHER seek,
Must seek Him, LORD, by Thee.

2 Thou art the TRUTH-Thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;

Thou only canst inform the mind,
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the LIFE- the rending tomb
Proclaims Thy conqu❜ring arm;

And those who put their trust in Thee,
Nor death nor hell shall harm.

4 Thou art the WAY, the TRUTH, the LIFE, « Grant us that WAY to know,

That TRUTH to keep, that LIFE to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

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78. Salvation. (C. M.)

1 SALVATION! O the joyful sound!
What pleasure to our ears!

A sovereign balm for ev'ry wound,
A cordial for our fears.

2 Salvation! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around!
While all the armies of the sky
Conspire to raise the sound.

3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb,
To Thee the praise belongs;
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues!

CHORUS.

Glory, honour, praise, and power,
Be unto the Lamb for ever!
JESUS CHRIST is our Redeemer,
Hallelujah! praise the LORD!

79. The Mysteries of Providence. (C. M.) 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 great 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.