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Eternal are thy mercies, Lord!
Eternal truths attend thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise to set no more.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,
Hymn 56. C. M.
THOU, whose tender mercy hears
See low before the throne of grace,
A wretched wand'rer mourn:
Hast thou not said, "Return?''
And shall my guilty fears prevail,
To drive me from thy feet 1 O let not this dear refuge fail,
This only safe retreat.
Absent from thee, my guide, my light,
Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night,
How desolate my way!
O shine on this benighted heart,
With beams of mercy shine! And let thy healing voice impart
A taste of joy divine.
Thy presence only can bestow
Be this my solace here below,
Hymn 57. P. M.
PTTOE Lord my pasture shall prepare
When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Though in the paths of death I tread,
Though in a bare and rugged way,
Hymn 58. L. M,
OTHOU! to whose all searching sight,
Wash out its stains, refine its dross,
If in this darksome wild I stray,
Be thou my light, be thou my way:
No foes, no violence I fear,
No fraud, while thou, my God, art near.
When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
Saviour, where'er thy steps I see,
If rough and thorny be the way,
Hymn 59. C. M.
OH thou! who when I did complain,
Since thou a pitying ear didst give,
And heard'st me when I prny'd: I'll call upon thee whilst I live,
And never doubt thy aid.
Pale death, with all its ghastly train,
My soul encompass'd round, Anguish, and sin, and dread, and pain
On ev'ry side I found.
To thee, O Lord of life! I pray'd,
And did for succour flee; "O save" (in my distress I said,)
"The soul that trusts in thee!"
How good thou art! how large thy grace!
How ready to forgive!
A nd by thy love I love.
Then, O my soul! be never more
With anxious thoughts distrest, God's bounteous love doth thee restore
To ease, and joy, and rest.
My eyes, no longer drown'd in tears,
My feet from falling free,
O Lord! I live to thee.
Hymn 60. C. M.
WHEN all the mercies of my God,
Thy providence my life sustain'd,
And all my wants redrest, While in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.
To all my weak complaints and cries
Thy goodness lent an ear,
To form themselves in pray'r.
UnnumberM comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd
From whom those comforts flow'd.
When in the slipp'ry paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
And led me up to man.
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
It gently clear'd my way,
More to be fear'd than they.
Through ev'ry period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue,
The pleasing theme renew.
Through all eternity, to thee
A grateful song I'll raise; But oh! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.