aff 4 Let not my soul be join'd at last
With men of treachery and blood;
Since I my days on earth have past
Among the saints and near my God.

SECOND PART. 7's.-German Hymn.

26. Going to the place of worship.

p 1 SEARCH my heart, my actions prove,
Try my inmost thoughts that rise,
For thy kindness and thy love
Ever are before mine eyes.

cr 2 I have lov'd the hallow'd place
Where thine honor doth abide ;
To the temple of thy grace

Still my erring footsteps guide.

di 3 Keep my soul from all offence;
All my supplications hear;
Bid me walk in innocence;
Let me, Lord, thy mercy share.

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4 In thy worship I delight;

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In thy house my voice I'll raise,
With thy saints before thy sight,
In unceasing hymns of praise.

FIRST PART. C. M.-Barby.
The church our delight and safety.

Wrangham,

1 THE Lord of glory is my light
And my salvation too;

God is my strength, nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.

12 One privilege my heart desires:
O, grant me mine abode

Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God!

3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still;
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there inquire thy will.

f. ex 4 When troubles rise and storms appear,

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There may his children hide;

God has a strong pavilion where

He makes my soul abide.

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5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around;

And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.

SECOND PART. C. M.-Wareham.
Prayer and hope.

11 1 SOON as I heard my Father say,
"Ye children, seek my grace,"
My heart replied without delay,
"I'll seek my Father's face."

p 2 Let not thy face be hid from me,
Nor frown my soul away;

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God of my life, I fly to thee,
In a distressing day.

di 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear, Leave me to want or die;

My God would make my life his care,
And all my need supply.

p 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief,
Had not my soul believ'd

That grace would soon provide relief:
Nor was my hope deceiv'd.

vi. f5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints,
And keep your courage up;

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He'll raise your spirit when it faints,
And far exceed your hope.

THIRD PART. C. M.-Chester. Fabius.

God's sanctuary a refuge.

1 GRANT me within thy courts a place,
Among thy saints a seat,
For ever to behold thy face,

And worship at thy feet.

2 In thy pavilion to abide,

When storms of trouble blow;

And in thy tabernacle hide,

Secure from every foe.

aff 3 0 leave me not when griefs assail, And earthly comforts flee;

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Should father, mother, kindred fail,
My God, remember me.

vi 4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait;

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My soul, disdain to fear:

The righteous Judge is at the gate,
And thy redemption near.

FOURTH PART. 7's.-Benevento.

God the orphan's hope.

Montgomery

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1 WHEN my cries ascend to thee,
Hear, Jehovah, from afar;
Let thy tender mercies be

Still propitious to my prayer.
When thou bad'st me seek thy face,
Quickly did my heart reply,
Resting on thy word of grace,

“Thee I'll seek, O Lord most high.”

aff 2 Should the world deceitful prove, And no more its help I share ; Should I lose a father's love,

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And a mother's tender care ;.
Then Jehovah's guardian eye,
Shall my orphan state defend;
Shall a parent's place supply,
Be my guardian, father, friend.

Pratt's Coll.

FIFTH PART. 7's and 6's. P.-Missionary H.
Strength in God.

f 1 God is my strong salvation,
What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,

My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand;

What terror can confound me,
With God at my right hand?

2 Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate;
His might thy heart shall strengthen,
His love, thy joy increase;
Mercy thy days shall lengthen,
The Lord will give thee peace.

Montgomery.

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FIRST PART. L. M.-Vernon.

Prayer and deliverance from temptation.

aff 1 TO thee, O Lord, I raise my cries,
My fervent prayer in mercy hear;
For ruin waits my trembling soul,
If thou refuse a gracious ear.

11 2 While suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill
I lift my feeble hands to pray,
Afford thy grace, nor drive me still
With impious hypocrites away.

[3 To sons of falsehood, that despise
The works and wonder of thy reign,
Thy justice gives the due reward,

And sinks their souls to endless pain.]

vi 4 For ever blessed be the Lord,

Whose mercy hears my mournful voice,
My heart, that trusted in his word,
In his salvation shall rejoice.

di 5 Let every saint in sore distress,

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By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, the pard'ning grace, And feed thy church with heav'nly food.

Anon.

SECOND PART. C. M.-Rochester. Ex.
Prayer and praise for deliverance from evil companions.
aff 1 TO thee, my King, my God of grace,
I lift my humble cry;

Let not my poor desponding soul
With impious wretches die.

[2 With peaceful lips and froward heart
They charm the wretch astray;
And lure his heedless feet to death,
Along the flowery way.]

p113 For me they dug the secret pit,
And form'd the hidden snare;
Thoughtless, I followed where they led,
Nor saw destruction near.

f 4 He broke the charm that drew my feet
To darkness and the dead;

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From lips profane, and tongues impure,
With trembling steps I fled.

ex 5 My heart with agonizing prayer
Besought the Lord to save:
Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand
And brought me from the grave.

vi 6 Homeward I flew to find my God,
And seek his face divine;

Restor❜d to peace, to hope, to life,

To Zion's friends and mine.

7 My lips thy wond'rous works shall sing,
My heart adore thy grace:

Henceforth, be love my sweet employ,
And all my pleasure praise.

Dwight.

FIRST PART. L. M.-Luther's Hymn. Park-street.

29. Ascriptions of honor and glory.

vi.f1 GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to the Lord renown and power,
Ascribe due honors to his name,
And his eternal might adore.

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2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud,
Over the ocean and the land;

His voice divides the watery cloud,

And lightnings blaze at his command.

di-cr3 He speaks-and tempest, hail, and wind,
Lay the wide forest bare around;
The fearful hart and frighted hind,
Leap at the terror of the sound.

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4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,

And lo! the stately cedars break; The mountains tremble at the noise; The valleys roar; the deserts quake. di 5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood: The thund'rer reigns for ever king; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing.

p 6 In gentler language, then the Lord The counsel of his grace imparts; Amid the raging storm, his word

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Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.