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5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ?

Hope still, and thou shalt sing
The praise of Him who is thy God,

Thy health's eternal spring.

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L. M The triumph of Christ. I MY HEART its noblest theme has found;

0 Thou ! with royal splendour crown'd, Messiah ! taught thy power to know,

How shall my mouth with praise o'erflow! 2 Hail ! fairer than the sons of men; Grace on thy lips, and beauty reign, That speak Thee honour'd from above,

And bless'd with God's eternal love. 3 Hail! Thou whom nations own their Lord, Gird on thy thigh thy conqu’ring sword; By mercy, truth, and justice led,

Ride glorious on, thy conquests spread.
4 The Lord thy God, who form’d the skies,

Has o'er thy fellows bid Thee rise ;
And, pleas'd, the Spirit's influence shed,
The oil of gladness, o'er thy head.

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0-8's. God our refuge. 1 God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press ;

In Him undaunted we'll confide: Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost,

Uprooted by the roaring tide.
2 A gentle stream with gladness still
The city of our Lord shall fill,

The royal seat of God most high :
God dwells in Zion, whose fair towers
Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers,

While his almighty aid is nigh. 3 Submit to God's almighty sway, For Him the heathen shall obey,

And earth her sov'reign Lord confess : The God of hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms,

As to our fathers in distress.

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God present in his house.
1 GREAT is the Lord our God,

And let his praise be great ;
He makes his churches his abode,

His most delightful seat.

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These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand !
The honours of our native place,
And bulwarks of our land.
In Zion God is known

A refuge in distress;
How bright has his salvation shone

Through all her palaces !
In every new distress

We'll to his house repair ;
We'll think upon his wondrous grace,

And seek deliv’rance there.
The God we worship now
Will guard us till we die ;
Will be our God while here below,

And ours above the sky.

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FIRST VERSION.

Confession
HAVE mercy, Lord, on me,

As Thou wert ever kind ;
Let me, opprest with loads of guilt,

Thy wonted mercy find.
Wash off my foul offence,

And cleanse me from my sin ;
For I confess my crime, and see

How great my guilt has been.

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3 [In guilt each part was form'd

Of all this sinful frame;
In guilt I was conceiv'd, and born

The heir of sin and shame.]
Blot out my crying sins,

Nor me in anger view;
Create in me a heart that's clean,

An upright mind renew.
5 Withdraw not Thou thy help,

Nor cast me from thy sight;
Nor let thy Holy Spirit take

His everlasting flight.
6 [The joy thy favour gives

Let me again obtain ;
And thy free Spirits firm support

My fainting soul sustain.] 51

SECOND VERSION.

Confession.
1 Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive;

Let a repenting rebel live :
Are not thy mercies large and free ?
May not a sinner trust in Thee ?
2 My crimes, tho' great, do not surpass

The power and glory of thy grace :
Great God, thy nature hath no bound;
So let thy pard’ning love be found.

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3 0 wash my soul from every sin,

And make my guilty conscience clean ;
Here on my heart the burden lies,

And past offences grieve mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess,

Against thy law, against thy grace:
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,

I am condemn'd, but Thou art clear. 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord,

Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair.

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THIRD VERSION.

Need of the Atonement.
I LORD, we are vile, conceiv'd in sin,

And born unholy and unclean;
Sprung from the man, whose guilty fall

Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath,

The seeds of sin grow up for death;
Thy law demands a perfect heart,

But we're defil'd in every part. 3 Behold we fall before thy face;

Our only refuge is thy grace:
No outward forms can make us clean ;
The leprosy lies deep within.

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