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HYMN 1. L. M. Old Hundred. [*]

Being of God. Ps. civ.

HERE is a God-all nature speaks, Through earth, and air, and sea, and o See from the clouds his glory breaks, [skies; When the first beams of morning rise. -2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame, Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. o 3 The flow'ry tribes all blooming rise, Above the weak attempts of art;

e The smallest worms, the meanest flies,
Speak sweet conviction to the heart.
-4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad,
And trace creation's wonders o'er,
e Confess the footsteps of the God;-
a Bow down before him--and adore.

HYMN 2. C. M. Tunbridge. [b*]
Goodness of God. Nahum i, 7.

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Steele.

1 VE humble souls, approach your God, With songs of sacred praise;

For he is good, immensely good,

And kind are all his ways.

2 All nature owns his guardian care; In him we live and move;

o But nobler benefits declare

The wonders of his love.

e 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms;

'Tis here he makes his goodness known, In its divinest forms.

e 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; 'Tis here our hope relies:

o A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise

-5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard,
The souls who trust in thee;
Their humble hope thou wilt reward,
With bliss divinely free.

o 6 Great God, to thy almighty Love
What honours shall we raise ?
Not all the raptur'd songs above
Can render equal praise.

Steele.

HYMN 3. C. M. Mitcham. Arundel. [*]

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God the Creator.

TERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise;
Thee the creation sings;

With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace rings.

g 2 Thy hand,-how wide it spread the sky! How glorious to behold!

-Ting'd with a blue of heavenly die,
And starr'd with sparkling gold.

3 Thy glories blaze, all nature round,
And strike the gazing sight,

Through skies, and seas, and solid ground,
With terrour and delight.

g 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill,
Shine through the worlds abroad,
e Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder-God.

-5 But still the wonders of thy grace

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Our softer passions move; Pity divine, in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love.

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HYMN 4. C. M. Bedford. [*]
Sovereignty and Dominion of God.

EEP silence-all created things,
And wait your Maker's nod;

Watts.

My soul stands trembling while she sings

The honours of her God.

e 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree;

He sits on no precarious throne,

Nor borrows leave to be.

3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men;

With ev'ry angel's form and size,
Drawn by th' eternal pen.

-4 His providence unfolds the book,
And makes his counsels shine;
Each opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke,
Fulfils some deep design.

5 (Here he exalts neglected worms,
To sceptres and a crown;

And there, the following page he turns,
And treads the monarch down.
6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why,
Nor God the reason gives;
Nor dares the fav'rite angel pry
Between the folded leaves.)

e 7 My God, I would not long to see
My fate, with curious eyes;
What gloomy lines are writ for me,
Or what bright scenes may rise.
-8 In thy fair book of life and grace,
O may I find my name,

Recorded in some humble place,
Beneath my Lord-the Lamb.

HYMN 5. L. P. M. St. Helen's. [*]

God's Name proclaimed. Ex. xxxiv, 6—8.

Watts.

1 ATTEND, my soul, the voice divine,

And mark what beaming glories shine Around thy condescending God! To us-to us, he still proclaims e His awful, his endearing names;

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Attend, and sound them all abroad. d 2 'Jehovah I, the sovereign Lord, "The mighty God, by heaven ador'd, 'Down to the earth my footsteps bend: e 'My heart the tenderest pity knows, 'Goodness, full-streaming, wide o'erflows, 'And grace and truth shall never end. 3 'My patience long can crimes endure, My pard'ning love is ever sure,

When penitential sorrow mourns; 'To millions, through unnumber'd years, 'New hope and new delight it bears; 'Yet wrath against the sinner burns.'

o 4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet, e All prostrate at thy Sovereign's feet,

And drink the tuneful accents in: o Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice, Diffuse these heart-expanding joys, Till heaven repeat the rapt'rous scene. Doddridge.

HYMN 6. C. M. Colchester. [*]

Adam: or, the Fall of Man. Gen. iii.

1 ON man, in his own image made,

How much did God bestow ! The whole creation homage paid, And own'd him Lord below.

o 2 He dwelt in Eden's garden, stor'd
With sweets for ev'ry sense;

And there, with his descending Lord,
He walk'd in confidence.

e 3 But oh! by sin how quickly chang'd!
His honour forfeited;

His heart, from God and truth estrang'd,
His conscience, fill'd with dread.

-4 Now from his Maker's voice he flies,
Which was before his joy:

And thinks to hide amidst the trees,
From an all-seeing eye.

5 Compell'd to answer to his name,
With stubbornness and pride,
He cast on God himself the blame,
Nor once for mercy cried.

o 6 But grace, unask'd, his heart subdu'd,
And all his guilt forgave:

By faith the promis'd Seed he view'd,
And felt the power to save.

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HYMN 7. H. M. Allerton. [*]

Types of the Messiah. Heb. iv, 2.

SRAEL, in ancient days,
Not only had a view

Of Sinai in a blaze,

But learn'd the gospel too:

The types and figures were a glass,

In which they saw the Saviour's face.

Newton.

2 The paschal sacrifice,

And blood-besprinkled door,-
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,

And once apply'd with power,
Would teach the need of other blood,
To reconcile an angry God.

3 The lamb, the dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,

Whose blood of matchless worth
Should be the soul's defence*:
For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.
4 The scape-goat, on his head,
The people's trespass bore;
And, to the desert led,

Was to be seen no more:
In him our Surety seem'd to say,
d 'Behold, I bear your sins away.
5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood,
The living bird went free:
The type, well understood,
Express'd the sinner's plea-

e Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd,
And by a Saviour's death discharg'd.
o 6 Jesus, I love to trace,

Throughout the sacred page,
The footsteps of thy grace,
The same in ev'ry age!

-O grant that I may faithful be
To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me!

1 ARK! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the new-born King
'Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
'God and sinners reconcil'd!"
2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th' angelic host proclaim,
Christ is born in Bethlehem,

4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail th' incarnate Deity;