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And ftill to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy ftood prepar❜d.

3 Perpetual bleffings from above,
Incompass me around;

But O how few returns of love,
Hath my Creator found!

4 What have I done for him that dy'd,
To fave my wretched foul?
How are my follies multiply'd,
Faft as my moments roll!

5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, To thy dear cross I flee;

And to thy hand my foul refign,

To be preferv'd by thee.

6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood,

I lay me down to reft;

As in th' embraces of my God,

Or on my Saviour's breast.

CXXIII An Hymn for Morning or Evening.

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OSANNA with a chearful found,
To God's upholding hand;

Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet fecure we stand.

2 That was a moft amazing pow'r,

That rais'd us with a word;

And

And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour,
We lean upon the Lord,

3 The ev❜ning refts our weary head,
And angels guard the room ;
We wake and we admire the bed,
That was not made our tomb.

4 The rifing morning can't affure,
That we shall end the day;
For death ftands ready at the door,
To feize our lives away.

5 Our breath is forfeited by fin,
To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace immortal king,
In ev'ry gasp we draw.

6 God is our fun, whose daily light,
Our joy and safety brings;
Our feeble flesh lies fafe at night,
Beneath his fhady wings.

CXXIV.

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Godly forrow arifing

from the fufferings of Chrift.

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LAS and did my Saviour bleed! And did my fov❜reign die ? Would he devote that facred head,

For fuch a worm as I ?

2 Thy body flain, fweet Jefus thine, And bath'd in it's own blood,

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While all expos'd to wrath divine,
The glorious fuff'rer stood!

3 Was it for crimes that I had done,
He groan'd upon the tree?
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

4 Well might the fun in darkness hide,
And fhut his glories in ;

When God the mighty maker dy'd,
For man the creature's fin.

5 Thus might I hide my blushing face,
While his dear cross appears ;
Diffolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay,
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away!
'Tis all that I can do.

CXXV.

Chrift the Subftance of

the Levitical Priefthood.

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T

HE true Meffiah now appears, ¡..
The types are all withdrawn

So fly the shadows and the stars,

Before the rifing dawn.

2 No fmoaking fweets, nor bleeding lambs, Nor kid, nor bullock flain:

Incense and spice of ceftly names,
Would all be burnt in vain.

3 Aaron muft lay his robes away,
His mitre and his veft;

When God himself comes down to be
The off'ring and the priest.

4

He took our mortal flesh, to fhew
The wonders of his love;

For us he paid his life below,

And prays for us above.

5

"Father," he crys, 66

forgive their fins,""

"For I myself have dy'd"

And then he fhews his open'd veins,
And pleads his wounded fide.

CXXVI.

The Creation, Prefer

vation, Diffolution, and Reftoration of the World.

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ING to the Lord, that built the skies,

The Lord that rear'd this stately frame :

Let all the nations found his praise,

And lands unknown repeat his name.

2 He form'd the feas, and form'd the hills,
Made ev'ry drop, and ev'ry duft;

Nature and time with all their wheels,
And push'd them into motion first,

3 Now

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Now from the high imperial throne, He looks far down upon the spheres ; He bids the fhining orbs rolls on,

And round he turns the hafty years.

4 Thus fhall this moving engine last,
'Till all his faints are gather'd in,
Then for the trumpet's dreadful blaft,
To shake it all to duft again!

5 Yet when the sound shall tear the skies,
And light'ning burn the globe below;
Saints, you may lift your joyful eyes,
There's a new heav'n and earth for you.

CXXVII, The Lord's Day:
Delight in Ordinances.

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ELCOME fweet day of reft,
That faw the Lord arife i
Welcome to this reviving breaft,
And these rejoicing eyes.

2 The king himself comes near,
And feafts his faints to-day;
Here we may fit, and fee him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

3 One day amidst the place,
Where my dear God hath been,
Is fweeter than ten thousand days,
Of pleasurable fin.

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