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8 Lord God almighty, ceaseless praise 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky,

In heav'n, thy throne, to thee is giv'n; And fixt the starry lights on high : Here, as in heav'n, thy name we bless, He fills the sun with morning light, For where thy presence shines, is He bids the moon direct the night. heav'n.

13 He sent his Son with pow'r to save

| From guilt, from darkness and the grave: 158. T. 14.

Wonders of grace to God belong, LONG ere the lofty skies were spread,

| Repeat his mercies in your song. Jehovah fill'd his throne;

4 Thro’this vainworld heguides our feet, Ere man was form’d, or angels made, And leads us to his heav'nly seat ; The Maker liv'd alone.

His mercies ever shall endure, 2 His boundless. years can ne'er del

er de. When this vain world shall be no more. But still maintain their prime, [crease, ETERNITY's his dwelling-place,

162. T. 166. And ever is his time.

HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God, 3 While like a tide our minutes flow,

Thy goodness in full glory shines;

| Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud The present and the past,

That veils on earth thy wise designs. He fills his own immortal now,

For ever firm thy justice stands, And sees our ages waste.

As mountains their foundations keep;

Great are the wonders of thy hands; 159* T. 590.

Thy judgments are a mighty deep. Lord, when thou saidst, “Solet it be," 2 Thy providence is kind and large,

The heav'ns were spread, and shone, Both man and beast thy bounty share; And this whole earth stood gloriously; The whole creation is thy charge,

Thou spak'st, and it was done; But man is thy peculiar care. The whole creation still records, My God, how excellent thy grace! Unto this very day,

| Whence all our hope and comfort That thou art God, the Lord of lords; The sons of Adam in distress (springs, Thee all things must obey. | Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 160. T. 22.

13 From the provisions of thy house

We shall be fed with sweet repast; LORD! I contemplate with delight There mercy, like a river, flows, Thy various works, both day and night: And we the living water taste. What glory shines thro' ev'ry part, Life, like a fountain rich and free, What boundless pow'r, what wond-/ Springs from thy presence, gracious rous art!

And in thy light divine we see (Lord, 2 All things in beauteous form ap

The glories promis'd in thy word. By thy almighty Fiat rear’d: (peard,

163.* T. 214. At last thou from the dust didst raise Thine image, Man, unto thy praise. image. Man, unto thy praise. I WILL sing to my Creator.

Unto God I'll render praise, 161. T. 22.

Who by ev'ry thing in nature

Magnifies his tender grace. GIVE to our God immortal praise! Nought but loving condescension Mercy and truth are all his ways; Still inclines his faithful heart Give to the Lord of lords renown, To support and take their part, The King of kings with glory crown. Who pursue his blest intention.

All things to their period tend,

164. T. 14. But his mercy hath no end. 2 Yea, his Son his heart paternal. WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, Freely did give up for me,

My rising soul surveys, Me to save from death eternal Transported with the view, I'm lost And from endless misery.

In wonder, love, and praise. Depth of love past comprehension! |

12 O how shall words with equal warmth Whence can my weak spirit fetch 12

Thoughts profound enough to reach . The gratitude declare, This unfathom'd condescension !

That glows within my ravish'd heart! All things, &c.

But thou canst read it there.

13 Thy providence my life sustain'd, 3 His good Spirit's blest instruction

And all my wants redrest,
In his word to me is giv'n, .

When in the silent womb I lay,
Whose unerring manuduction
Leads me in the way to heav'n,

And hung upon the breast.
He endows my soul and spirit

4 To all my weak complaints and cries With the light of living faith,

Thy mercy lent an ear, To o'ercome sin, world and death, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt And escape the hell I merit.

To form themselves in pray’r. All things, &c.

15 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul 4 My soul's welfare he advances,

Thy tender care bestow'd, For my body he doth care;

Before my infant-heart conceiv'd Aid and comfort he dispenses,

From whom those comforts flow'd. When I call on him by pray'r; 6 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth When my nat'ral strength is shrinking, With heedless steps I ran, In the time of utmosi need,

Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, He, my God, draws nigh with speed, And led me up to man. And recovers me from sinking.

7 Thro' hidden dangers, toils & deaths, All things, &c.

It gently clear'd my way, 5 As a hen is us'd to gather . And thro’the pleasing snares of vice,

Her young brood beneath her wings, More to be fear'd than they. So hath God, my heav'nly Father, 18 When worn with sickness,oft hast thou

Kept me safe from hurtful things; 1 With health renew'd my face; Had my God withdrawn his favor, lAnd when in sin and sorrow sunk, Had not his protecting grace

| Reviv'd my soul with grace. Sav'd me in each trying case, I should have been helped never.

19 Ten thousand thousand preciousgifts All things, &c.

My daily thanks employ;

Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 6 Since nor end, nor bounds, nor mea- That tastes those gifts with joy.

In God's mercies can be found, [sure, L. Heart and hands I lift with pleasure,

6,10 Thro' ev'ry period of my life

Tu As a child in duty bound;

" | Thy goodness I'll pursue; Humbly I request the favor :

And after death, in heav'n with thee, Grant me grace both day and night. The glorious theme renew.

Thee to love with all my might, 11 Thro' all eternity to thee Till I change this infant savor

A joyful song I'll raise: For that taste of bliss above, But, 0! eternity's too short Perfect praise and endless love, I To utter all thy praise.

165. T. 14.

Should all to ruin seem to go and wreck,

At last 'tis seen that thou art wise and IN thee I live, and move, and am;

great. Thou number'st all my days : As thou renew'st my being, Lord,

12 Far as from east to west, thy wisLet me renew thy praise.

dom scatters 2 From thee I am, thro' thee I am,

|Things, which man's prudence to comAnd for thee I must be:

bine would try : 'Twere better for me not to live,

And that, which some would lay in Than not to live to thee.

bonds and fetters, 3 Naked I came into this world, Is by thy power rais'd to reach the sky. And nothing with me brought;

The contrary of what thou dost intend And nothing have I here deservd;

Sometimes presents itself to human Yet I have lacked nought.


[it right,

Man, while he thought he understood 4. I do not praise my lab'ring hand,

| Is often disappointed in the end. My lab'ring head, or chance; Thy providence, most gracious God,

13 'Fore thee that's nought, which is Is my inheritance.

the admiration 5 Thy bounty gives me bread with Of all; what's nothing, that thou

A table free from strise: (peace, lov'st, O Lord! Thy blessing is the staff of bread, Fine words with thee find no recomWhich is the staff of life,


[afford. 6. The daily favors of my God

Thy impulse must th' emphatic pow'r I cannot sing at large;

The ḥaughty pharisee thou passest by, Yet humbly can I make this boast,

To humble sinners thou dost mercy I am th' Almighty's charge,


Thy thoughts are very high, who can 7 Lord, in the day, thou art about

them know ! The paths wherein I tread; What human mind thy wisdom can And in the night, when I lie down,

descry! Thou art about my bed, 8 O let my house a temple be, 14 We magnify thy name, O God of That I and mine may sing

heaven! Hosannas to thy majesty,

Who, though thou kill'st, dost also And praise our heav'nly King. quicken us;

(given, When wisdom's treasures unto us are

Thy watchfulness, thy heart solicitous 166.* T. 192.

To seck our good, thou dost 'fore us HOW. well, O Lord, art thou thy peop! display: ple leading,

(strange! To dwell among us is thy soul's delight; Tho' oft thy ways seem wonderful and Love doth thy kind paternal heart ex. There can be nothing wrong in thy cite proceeding,

To lead thy children on, from day to Because thy faithfulness can never day.

change. Thy ways seem often crooked, yet are| 5 Thou know'st, O Lord, how weak straight,

we are and feeble, In which thy children are ordain’d to Thou clearly canst discern our ignowalk :

Irance ;

To help ourselves we're uttetly unable, Thou art but adding grief to grief, . Our very actions prove our impotence. Instead of getting sure relief,

Therefore thou tak’st us, thou dost us 3 Would we but be resign'd and quiet, • uphold; ; (iaithfulness : And rest in God's good providence, Deal'st father-like, show'st mother'slu

s Who oft prescribes us wholesome diet, Those sheep, which that they're thine, By methods cross to flesh and sense! no man could guess,

To him, who chose us for his own, Are ever fed, and kept within thy fold. Our wants and cares are fully known. 6 Sometimes it seems, thou art severe- 4 He knows the hours for joy and ly dealing,

gladness, Again art tender and compassionate: The proper time and proper place; Thy chastisement corrects us when Are we but faithful’midst our sadness, we're failing,

Seek not ourselves, but seek his Whene'er our minds seek to extra- He'll come, before weareaware, (praise: vagate.

And dissipate our grief and care. Then bashfulness forbids us to look up; Thou pardon'st us, we promise better 5 God can this hour with ev'ry dainty things;

The poor man's table amply spread; Thy holy Spirit peace unto us brings, And strip the rich of all his plenty, And puts to all extravagance a stop. 1. And send him out to beg his bread:

God can do wonders, if he please, in rive me heav'nly wisdom's pene- Humble the one, the other raise. tration,

[shine!16 Do thou with faith discharge thy staThou whose eye hateth all deceitful

tion, That I distinguish nature's operation

Keep God's commands, and sing his

K. From grace, that 1 discern thy light Rely on him for preservation. Spraise : from mine.

On whom the whole creation stays. Let no strange fire be kindled in my The man that's truly wise and just, mind,

Makes God, and God alone his trust. Which I might bring before thee fool

ishly, And vainly think, O Lord, of pleas

168.* T, 151. ing thee; How blest is he who thy true light | COMMIT thou thy each grievance doth find!

Into his faithful hands,
To his sure care and guidance,

| Who heav'n and earth commands. 167.* T. 106.

For he, the clouds' director,

1 Whom winds and seas obey, He that confides in his Creator,

Will be thy kind protector, Depending on him all his days,

And will prepare thy way. Shall be preserv'd in fire and water,

And sav'd in many dang’rous ways. 2 Rely on God thy Saviour, He that makes God his staff and stay, So shalt thou safe go on; Builds not on sand that glides away. Build on his grace and favor,

So shall thy work be done : 2 What gain'st thou by thy anxiouscar- Thou canst make no advances .

What causes thee to pine away?[ing?! By self-consuming care; Thy rest and health thou art impairing But he his help dispenses,

By sighs and groans from day to day.' When calld upon by pray’r.

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3 Thy faithfulness eternal,

Let us, in life and death, O Father, certainly

Boldly thy truth declare, What's good or detrimental

And publish, with our latest breath, Doth for thy children see :

Thy love and guardian care.
Thee all things serve in nature,
According to thy will;

170. T. 151. Thou, as the great Creator,

CHILDREN of God lack nothing, Thy counsel dost fulfil.

His promise bears them thro'; 4. My soul! then with assurance Who gives the lilies clothing, · Hope still, be not dismay'd ;

Will clothe his people too ; He will from each incumbrance Beneath the spreading heavens, Again lift up thy head:

No creature but is fed ; Beyond thy wish extended

And he, who feeds the ravens, His goodness will appear,

Will give his children bread. When he hath fully ended

12 Tho' vine, nor fig-tree neither, What caus’d thy needless fear.

| Their wonted fruit should bear; Tho' all the fields should wither,

Nor flocks nor herds be there: 169.* 1. 595. Yet God the same abiding,

His praise shall tune my voice; GIVE to the winds thy fears, For, while in him confiding, Hope, and be undismay’d;

I cannot but rejoice.
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head;

171. T. 581. Thro' waves, thro' clouds and storms,

QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, He gently clears thy way; Wait thou his time, so shall the night

Make me teachable and mild,

Upright, simple, free from art, Soon end in joyous day.

i Make me as a weaned child : 2 He ev'ry where hath way,

From distrust and envy free, And all things serve his might, Pleas'd with all that pleaseth thee. His ev'ry act pure blessing is,

2 What thou shalt to-day provide, His path unsullied light:

Let me as a child receive; When he makes bare his arm,

What to-morrow may betide, What shall his work withstand ?

| Calmly to thy wisdom leave: When he his people's cause defends,

l'Tis enough that thou wilt care, Who, who shall stay his hand ?

Why should I the burden bear? 3 Leave to his sov'reign sway 3 As a little child relies To choose and to command,

On a care beyond his own, With wonder fill’d, thou then shalt own Knows he's neither strong nor wise,

How wise, how strong his hand; Fears to stir a step alone : Thou comprehend'st him not,

Let me thus with thee abide, Yet earth and heaven tell,

As my Father, Guard and Guide. God sits as sov'reign on the throne,

4. Thus, preservd from Satan's wiles, He ruleth all things well.

Safe from dangers, free from fears, 4. Thou seest our weakness, Lord, May I live upon thy smiles, Our hearts are known to thee,

Till the promis'd hour appears, O lift thou up the sinking hand, When the sons of God shall prove Confirm the feeble knee;

All their Father's boundless love.

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