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2 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring;
The God of grace will ne'er despise
A broken heart for sacrifice.

3 My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just;
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.

4 Then will I teach the world thy ways;
Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,
And they shall praise a pardoning God.

31. Longing for the House of God.—Psalm lxxxiv. 1 LoRD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples are: To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires, To see my God.

2 The sparrow, for her young,

With pleasure seeks a nest;

And wandering swallows long

To find their wonted rest:
My spirit faints,
With equal zeal,
To rise and dwell
Among thy saints.

4 O happy souls that pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O happy men that pay
Their constant service there !
They praise Thee still;
And happy they
That love the way
To Zion's hill.

4. They go from strength to strength,

Through this dark vale of tears,

Till each arrives at length

Till each in heaven appears.
O glorious seat,
When God our King
Shall thither bring
Our willing feet!

5 To spend one sacred day,

where God and saints abide,

Affords diviner joy

Than thousand days beside:
Where God resorts,
I love it more
To keep the door
Than shine in courtS.

6 God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defence;
with gifts his hands are fill'd,
We draw our blessings thence:
He shall bestow
On Jacob's race
Peculiar grace
And glory too.
7 The Lord his people loves;
His hand no good withholds
From those his heart approves,
From pure and pious souls:
Thrice happy he,
O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts
Alone in thee.


All nations exhorted to praise God.-Psalm."

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and He destroy.

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2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and form'd us men;
And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again. t

3 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs;
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.

4. Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love:
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.


The soul ercited to praise God.—Psalm ciii. 1 O BLESs the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim: And all that is within me join To bless his holy name. O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all his benefits, The Lord to thee is kind. 2 He will not always chide: He will with patience wait: His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 3 He clothes thee with his love, Upholds thee with his truth, And, like the eagle, He renews The vigour of thy youth. Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole; Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;– O bless the Lord, my soul!


Gratitude for deliverance.—Psalm crvi. l My soul, through my Redeemer's care, t Saved from the second death I feel; • Mine eyes from tears of dark despair, My feet from falling into hell. 2. Wherefore to Him my feet shall run; Mine eyes on his perfections gaze; My soul shall live for God alone, And all within me shout his praise.


Vows paid in the sanctuary.—Psalm crvi.
1 WHAT shall I render to my God
For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.

2 Among the saints that fill thine house,
My offerings shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.

3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever-blessed God! .

How dear thy servants in thy sight!
How precious is their blood!

4 How happy all thy servants are
How great thy grace to me!
My life which Thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to Thee.
5 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.

6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record:
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

36. Breathing after holiness of life.—Psalm crix. i O THAT the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will. 20 send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon my heart! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part.

3 From vanity turn off my eyes:
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires arise
Within this soul of mine.
4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere,
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.

5 My soul hath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip;
Yet I have not forgot thy way,
Restore my wandering sheep. .

6 Make me to walk in thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.

37. Going to the Temple.—Psalm crxii. 1 How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, “In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day!”

2 I love her gates, I love the road;
The church, adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God,
To show his mo, face.

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