Books Pinted and Sold by T. WILKINS, N° 12, BARTHOLOMEW CLOSE.

OMICRON'S LETTERS.

By the Rev. John Newton.

[Price bound Three Shillings]

THE

CONTENTS.

To find any HYMN by the firft Line.

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A Believer free from care,

Afflictions do not come alone,

Afflictions, tho' they feem fevere,

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A garden contemplation suits,

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A glance from heav'n, with sweet effect, 254

A fhelter from the rain or wind,

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Almighty King! whose wond'rous hand, 358

Altho' on maffy pillars built,

Amazing grace! (how fweet the found)
Approach, my foul, the mercy-feat
As birds their infant brood protect
As needles point towards the pole,
As once for Jonah, fo the LORD
As parched in the barren fands

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As fome tall rock amidst the waves, 137
As the ferpent rais'd by Mofes

As the fun's enliv'ning eye
As when the weary trav❜ller gains
A word from JESUS calms the fea,
A worldling spent each day

Before Elifha's gate

Begone unbelief,

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Behold the throne of grace!
Beneath the tyrant Satan's yoke
Befide the gospel pool -

Be ftill

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Beftow, dear LORD, upon our youth
heart! these anxious cares
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Bitter, indeed, the waters are,
Bleak winter is fubdu'd at length,
Blinded, in youth by Satan's arts
Breathe from the gentle South, O LORD,
By various maxims, forms and rules
By faith in FCHRIST I walk with GoD,
By the poo widow's oil and meal
By whom was David taught,

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Heer up my foul, there is a mercy

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Chief fhepherd of thy chofen fheep,
Come, my foul, thy fuit prepare,
Confirm the hope thy word allows,
Conftrain'd by their LORD to embark,

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Could the creatures help or ease us
Courage, my foul! behold the prize

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Darkness overfpreads us here,

Day of judgment, day of wonders!
Dear LORD accept a finful heart,
Deftruction's dangerous road

Does it not grief and wonder move,
Does the gofpel-word proclaim

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ELijah's example declares

Elifha, ftruck with grief and awe,

Encourag'd by thy word

Enfnar'd, too long, my heart has been
Ere GOD had built the mountains,

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FAR from the world, O LORD, I flee,
Father, forgive (the Saviour faid) -

Father of Angels and of men,
Fervent perfevering pray'rs -
Fierce paffions difcompofe the mind,
Fix my heart and eyes on thine!
Foreft beafts, that live by prey,
For mercies countless as the fands,
From Egypt lately freed

From pole to pole let others roam,
From Sheba a diftant report

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Ladnefs was fpread thro' Ifrael's hoftTM 218 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 68 Glory to God, the Father's name

GOD gives his mercies to be spent ;

GOD with one piercing glance, looks

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GOD moves in a mysterious way
GOD of my life to thee I call,
Grace triumphant in the throne,
Gracious LORD, our children fee,

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HAppy are they, to whom the LORD 216

Hark, my foul! it is the LORD;
Hark! how time's wide founding bell
Happy the birth were grace prefides
Heal us, EMMANUEL, here we are,
Hear what God the LORD hath spoken,
Hear what the LORD, the great Amen,
He who on earth as man was known,
Here at Bethesda's pool, the poor,
His mafter taken from his head,
Holy LORD GOD! I love thy truth,
Honor and happiness unite
Honey tho' the bee prepares,

How bleft the righteous are
How bleft thy creature is, O God,
How David, when by fin deceiv'd,
How hurtful was the choice of Lot,
How kind the good Samaritan
How loft was my condition

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