To-morrow's wind fweeps over the land,
And fades the grafs away..

3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And stops if one go wrong:
Strange, that a harp of thousand strings.
Should keep in tune fo long!

4 'Tis God alone upholds our frame, Who rear'd it from the duft; Hofanna to his holy name,

In him is all our trust.

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PSALM. XXXVI.

Shortness of life and goodness of God.

TIME, what a fhort-liv'd vapour

Our days how swift they are! Swift as an Indian arrow flees, Or like a shooting star.

2 The prefent moments just appear, And slide away fo, fast

'tis !

That we can hardly fay they are here,.
Before we find they are past.

3 Yet, mighty God, tho' fwift our days, More fwift thy bounties are:

Of

Of Imaller number, tardier pace,

The moments of the year.

4 We owe our breath, fenfe, raiment, food,
Friends, all things, to thy love:
Thy grace too guides us in the road.
That leads to joys above.

5 His goodness runs an endless round;.
All glory to the Lord:

His mercy knows no narrow bound;:
And be his name ador'd..

6 Thus we begin the lasting fong;:
And, when our days are o'er,.
Let age to age thy praise prolong.
Till time fhall be no more,.

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PSALM XXXVII..

God's eternal dominion.

♪ GREAT GOD, how infinite art thou!

How frail and weak are we! Let every rank of being bow, And pay its praise to thee.

2 Thy throne eternal ages ftood
Ere earth or heavens were made;

Thou

Thou art the ever-living God,

Were all the nations dead.

3 While like a tide our minutes flow,
The present and the past,
Fix'd in thine own immortal Now,
Thou feeft our ages waste.

4 Eternity, with all its years,
Stands prefent in thy view;
To thee there is nothing old appears;
Great God, there is nothing new.

5 From our perpetual changes flow
New counfels and new cares;
Thy projects no correction know,
No changes thine affairs.

6 Great God, how infinite art thou!
How frail and weak are we !

Let every rank of being bow,
And pay its praise to thee.

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PSALM XXXVIII.

God's decrees.

I LET the whole race of creatures lie

Abas'd before the Lord:

Whate❜er

Whate'er his powerful word has form'd
He governs with a word..

2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies
Were into motion brought,

All the long years and worlds to come.
Stood prefent to his thought.

3 Alike the monarch, and the worm,
His firm decree fulfils,

Rifes, and finks, and lives, and dies,
And is whate'er he wills.

4 If light attend the course I go,
'Tis he provides those rays;
And 'tis his hand that hides my fun,
If darkness cloud my days.

5 Great God, contented with thy will,
I do not wish to fee

The volumes of thy deep decrees,
What months are writ for me;

6 It is enough if to my prayer One only wish be given,

That, joys or woes, all may combine

To bring me safe to heaven.

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PSALM XXXIX.

PSALM XXXIX.

Hope in God and dedication of ourselves to bis

Service.

HOW can I fink while thou, O God,

Art my defence and stay?

All nature rests upon thine arm;
Thy word all powers obey.

2 How can I perish? Jesus lives;
He rofe and left the dead :
Pardon and life my foul receives
Thro' mine exalted head.

3 Lord, all I have and all I am
Shall be for ever thine;

Whate'er my duty bids me give
My cheerful hands refign.

PSALM XL.

Citizenship of chriftians

1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempeft, fire, and fmoke,
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke,

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