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22 THE TRINITY. L. M. Thko is one God, and only one,

No rivals can his essence share:
He is Jehovah, he alone,
And with the Lord, none can compare.

2 His works, through all this wondrous frame,
Express the Maker's vast designs:
They bear the impress of his name;
In every part his wisdom shines.

3 If in his works such wonders rise,
How much more wonderful is he,
Whose nature's filled with mysteries;
In being One, in persons Threel

4 What finite power, with ceaseless toil,
Can comprehend the eternal Mind?
Or who the almighty Three in One,
By searching to perfection find?

5 Angels and men may strive to raise,
Harmonious, their adoring songs;
But who can fully speak his praise,
From human or angelic tongues?

6 Yet would I lift my trembling voice,
The eternal Three in One to sing;
And mingling faith, while I rejoice,
My humble, grateful tribute bring.

7 All glory to the eternal Three,
The sacred, undivided One ;
To Father, Son, and Spirit be
Co-equal praise and honours done.

VI Y God, my life, my love;
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art All in all.

2 Thy shining grace can cheer - his dungeon where I dwell; 'Tis paradise when thou art here; If thou depart, 'tis hell.

3 The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.

4 To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy#. throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5 Not all the harps above
Can make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.

6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford;
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7 Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll;
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul.
8 To thee my spirits fly,
With infinite desire ;
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.

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Th; God of nature and of grace
In all his works appears:
His goodness through the earth we trace,

His grandeur in the spheres.

2 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye;
Thither his path pursue;
His glory, boundless as the sky,
O'erwhelms the wondering view.

3 These lower worlds, that swell thy praise,
High as our thoughts can tower,
Are but a portion of thy ways,
The hiding of thy power.

4 O shouldst thou rend aside the veil,
And show thy dwelling-place;
The souls which thou hast made would fail,
'Twere death to see thy face.

5 None can behold that face and live;
Yet sinners may draw near:
Jesus is ready to forgive,
His love shall cast out fear.

6 Millions amid his presence stand,
And feel, while they adore,
Fulness of joy at God's right hand,
And pleasures evermore.

25 God celebrated in his works of C. M. CREATION.

I SING the almighty 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 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed,
Where’er I turn mine eye'
If I survey the ground I tread,
Orgaze upon the sky.

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

6 Creatures as numerous as they be,
Are subject to thy care;
There's not a place where we can flee,
But God is present there.


THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,

And spangled heavens, a shining frame,

Their great Original proclaim.
The unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his Creator's power display,
And publishes to every land,
The work of an almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth,
Repeats the story of her birth;

While all the stars that round her burn,

And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,

And spread the truth from pole to pole.

3 What though, in solemn silence, all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice, nor sound,
Amidst their radiant orbs be found?

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In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing as they shine,
“The hand that made us is divine.”

27 Dependence on Divine Providence. C. M.

LET others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;

But we’ll confess, O Lord, to thee,
What feeble things we are.

2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay;
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.

3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strangel that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.

4 But ’tis our God supports our frame,
The God that made us first;
Salvation to the almighty Name
That reared us from the dust.

5 While we have breath, or use our tongues,
Our Maker we 'll adore;
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or i. would breathe no more.

28 The Lord will Provide. 10s & 118.

Thoi, troubles assail, and dangers affright;
Though friends should all fail, and foes
all unite;
Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide; .
The Scripture assures us, the Lord will provide

2 The birds without barn or store-house are fed: From them let us learn to trust for our bread:

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