The Goodly Land I fee,-Exod. 3. 8, With Peace and Plenty bleft; A Land of facred Liberty,-Lev. 25. 42. And endless Reft:-Exod. 33. 14.

There Milk and Honey flow :-Exod. 3. 8. And Oil and Wine abound;-Deut.32.13,14, And Trees of Life for ever grow,-Ifa. 61. 3. With Mercy crown'd.

Before the SAVIOUR'S Face
The ranfom'd Nations bow;
O'erwhelm'd at his Almighty Grace,
For ever new !

He fhews his Scars of Love!
They kindle to a Flame;
And found, thro' all the Worlds above,
The flaughter'd LAMB.

The GOD who reigns on High
The Great Arch-Angels fing,-Ifa. 6. 3.
And "HOLY, HOLY, HOLY," cry,
ALMIGHTY KING!

"Who wast, and art the fame; "And evermore shalt be; "JEHOVAH--FATHER--GREAT I AM! "We Worship THEE."

Liturgy, Morning Prayer.
Benediute.

All ye Works of the LORD,
Blefs ye the LORD:

Praise him, and magnify him, for ever,

O ye Angels of the LORD,
Blefs ye, &c.

O all ye Powers of the LORD,
Blefs ye, &c.

O ye Children of Men,
Blefs ye, &c.

O ye Priests of the LORD,
Blefs ye, &c.

O ye holy and humble Men of Heart,
Bless ye, &c.

O Let Ifrael

Blefs the LORD,

Praise him, and magnify him, for ever.

O let the Earth blefs the LORD,
Yea, let it praise him,

And magnify him for ever.

Glory be to the FATHER,
And to the SON,

And to the HOLY GHOST:

As it was in the Beginning, is now,
And ever fhall be ;
World without End. Amen.

Benedictus, Liturgy. Luke 1. 68.
The Song of Zacharias. C. M.

TOW be the God of Ifr'el blefs'd,

Now Who makes his Truth appear;

His mighty Hand fulfills his Word,
And all the Qaths. He fware.

Now he bedews old David's Root
With Bleffings from the Skies;
He makes the Branch of Promife grow,
The promis'd Horn arise.

He makes the great Salvation known
He fpeaks of pardon'd Sin;
While Grace divine, and Heav'nly Love,
In their own Glory shine.

Behold the Morning Star arife,
Ye that in Darkness fit;

It marks the Path, that leads to Peace,
And guides our Doubtful Feet.

Jubilate Deo: Liturgy. Pf. 100. L. M.

E Nations round the Earth, rejoice

YE

Before the LORD, your fov'reign King: Serve him with chearful Heart and Voice, With all your Tongues, his Glory sing.

The LORD is GOD: 'tis He alone
Doth Life, and Breath, and Being give,
We are his Work, and not our own;
The Sheep that on his Paftures live.

Enter his Gates with Songs of Joy,
With Praifes to his Courts repair :
And make it your divine Employ
To pay your Thanks and Honours there.

The LORD is good, the LORD is kind;
Great is his Grace, his Mercy fure :
And the whole Race of Man fhall find,
His Truth from Age to Age endure.

Liturgy, Evening Prayer.

Magnificat.

MY

Luke 1. 46.

Y Soul and Spirit, filled with Joy, My GOD and SAVIOUR praife; Whole Goodnefs did from poor Estate,

His humble Handmaid raife.

Me blefs'd of GOD, the GOD. of Power,
All Ages fhall confefs;

Whofe Name is holy, and whofe Love,
His Saints hall ever blefs.

Strength with his Arm th' Almighty shewed,
The Proud he did confound:

He caft the mighty from their Seat,
The meek and humble crown'd.

The Hungry with good Things are filled ;
The Rich with Hunger pin'd :
He fent his Servant Ifrael help;

And called his Love to mind.

Which to our Fathers ancient Race,
His Oath did once enfure.

To Abrah'm and his chofen Seed,
For ever to endure.

Nunc dimittis. Luke 2-29.

The Song of Simeon.

N

C. M.

TOW let thy Servant die in Peace, From this vain World difinift: I've feen thy great Salvation Lord; And haften to my Reft.

Thy long expected Grace, difclos'd
Before the People's View,

Hath prov'd thy Love was conftant still
And Promifes were true.

This is the Sun, whofe chearing Ray,
Thro' Gentile Darknefs fpreads :
Pours Glory round thy chofen Race,
And Bleffings on their Head.

HYMN CCLXX. C. M.
Part of the Te Deum.

Liturgy.

E fing to thee, thou Son of God,
Channel of Life and Grace !

WE

We praise thee, Son of Man, whofe Blood Redeem'd the chofen Race,

To thee all Angels cry aloud,

Through Heav'n's extended Coafts; Hail, holy, holy, holy GoD

Of Glory and of Hofts!

The Cherubim and Seraphim,

Inceffant, fing to thee,

The Worlds, and all the Pow'rs therein,

Adore thy Majefty!

The Prophets' goodly Fellowship,
In radiant Garments dreft,

Praise thee, thou Son of God! and reap
The Fulness of thy Reft.

T