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"Show mercy."-Ps. 67.

O GOD, to us show mercy,
And bless us in thy grace;
Cause thou to shine upon us
The brightness of thy face:
That so throughout all nations
Thy way may be well known,
And unto every people

Thy saving health be shown.

ANON.

2 O God, let people praise thee, Let all the people praise;

Oh, let the nations joyful

Their songs of gladness raise: For thou shalt judge the people In truth and righteousness; And on the earth all nations Shall thy just rule confess. 3 O God, let people praise thee; Thy praises let them sing; And then in rich abundance

The earth her fruit shall bring: The Lord our God shall bless us, God shall his blessing send; And people all shall fear him

To earth's remotest end.

GOD is love; his mercy brightens

All the path in which we rove;
Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens;
God is wisdom, God is love.

2 Chance and change are busy ever;
Man decays, and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is wisdom, God is love.

3 Ev'n the hour that darkest seemeth,
Will his changeless goodness prove;
From the gloom his brightness streameth;
God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth;
God is wisdom, God is love.

BLEST Trinity! from mortal sight
Vailed in thine own eternal light!
We thee confess, in thee believe;
To thee with loving hearts we cleave.
2 O Father! thou Most Holy One!
O God of God! Eternal Son!
O Holy Ghost! thou Love Divine!
To join them both is ever thine.
3 The Father is in God the Son,
And with the Father he is one;
In both the Spirit doth abide,
And with them both is glorified.
4 Eternal Father! thee we praise;
To thee, O Son! our hymns we raise;
O Holy Ghost! we thee adore!
One mighty God for evermore.

3 These speak of thee with loud acclaim;
They thunder forth thy praise-
The glorious honor of thy name,
The wonders of thy ways;
But thou art not in tempest-flame,
Nor in the noon-day blaze.

4 We hear thy voice, when thunders roll
Through the wide fields of air:
The waves obey thy dread control;
Yet still thou art not there :
Where shall I find him, O my soul!
Who yet is everywhere?

5 Oh, not in circling depth or height,
But in the conscious breast,

Present by faith, though vailed from sight,
There doth his Spirit rest:

Oh, come, thou Presence infinite!
And make thy creature blest.

L. M.

Glory.

T. BLACKLOCK.

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COME, O my soul! in sacred lays
Attempt thy great Creator's praise:
But, oh, what tongue can speak his fame!
What mortal verse can reach the theme?
2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres,
He glory like a garment wears;
To form a robe of light divine,
Ten thousand suns around him shine.
3 In all our Maker's grand designs,
Almighty power with wisdom shines;
His works thro' all this wondrous frame,
Declare the glory of his name.

4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing,
Do thou, my soul, his glories sing;
And let his praise employ thy tongue,
Till listening worlds shall join the song!

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THE Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens most high:
And underneath his feet he cast

Majesty.-Ps. 18. T. STERNhold.

The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherub and on cherubim,
Full royally he rode;

And on the wings of mighty winds
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain;

And he, as sovereign Lord and King,
For evermore shall reign.

The Lord will give his people strength,
Whereby they shall increase;
And he will bless his chosen flock
With everlasting peace.

5 Give glory to his awful name,
And honor him alone;
Give worship to his majesty,
Upon his holy throne.

Он, for a shout of joy,

Worthy the theme we sing; To this divine employ

Our hearts and voices bring;

J. YOUNG.

Sound, sound, thro' all the earth abroad, The love, the eternal love of God.

2 Unnumbered myriads stand,
Of seraphs bright and fair,
Or bow at thy right hand,

And pay their homage there;
But strive in vain with loudest chord,
To sound thy wondrous love, O Lord.

3 Yet sinners saved by grace,
In songs of lower key,
In every age and place,

Have sung the mystery,-
Have told in strains of sweet accord,
Thy love, thy sovereign love, O Lord.

4 Though earth and hell assail, And doubts and fears arise, The weakest shall prevail,

And grasp the heavenly prize, And through an endless age record Thy love, thy changeless love, O Lord.

L.M.

Grace.-Ps. 138.

I. WATTS.

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WITH all my powers of heart and tongue
I'll praise my Maker in my song:
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord;
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
Not all the works and names below,
So much thy power and glory show.

3 To God I cried when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears control,
And strength diffused thro' all my soul.
4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.

5 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows and from sins;
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.

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H. SMART.