7 For thine's the power, the kingdom thine,

All glory's due to thee:

Thine from eternity they were,

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And thine shall ever be.

HYMN 134. L. M. Armley. [b*]

Exhortation to Prayer.

HAT various hindrances we meet,
In coming to a mercy seat!

Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer,
But wishes to be often there?

2 Prayer makes the dark'ned cloud withdraw ;
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ;
Gives exercise to faith and love;
Brings every blessing from above.

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright; And Satan trembles when he sees

The weakest saint upon his knees.

e 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide,
Success was found on Israel's side;
But when through weariness they fail'd,
That moment Amalek prevail'd.

5 Have you no words? Ah, think again ;
Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill a fellow-creature's ear
With the sad tale of all your care.

6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent,
To heaven in supplication sent, ·
Your cheerful song would oft'ner be,
'Hear what the Lord hath done for me.'

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HYMN 135. 7s. Fairfax. [*]

Power of Prayer. Acts xii, 5-12.
N themselves as weak as worms,
How can poor believers stand,
When temptations, foes, and storms,
Press them close on every hand?
2 Weak indeed they feel they are,
But they know the throne of grace;
And the God, who answers prayer,
Helps them when they seek his face.
3 Though the Lord awhile delay,
Succour they at length obtain ·

Cowper.

He who taught their hearts to pray,
Will not let them cry in vain.
4 Wrestling prayer can wonders do,
Bring relief in deepest straits;
Prayer can force a passage through
Iron bars and brazen gates.

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Newton.

HYMN 136. C. M. Bangor. [b]

SE

Public Fast. Joel i, 14.

EE, gracious Lord, before thy throne
Thy mourning people bend!

'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone,

Our humble hopes depend.

e 2 Tremendous judgments, from thy hand,
Thy dreadful powers display;

Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And still we live to pray.

p 3 How chang'd, alas! are truths divine,
For errour, guilt, and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name.

-4 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord,
By thy resistless grace;

Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And humbly seek thy face.
o 5 Then, should insulting foes invade,
We shall not sink in fear;

o Secure of never-failing aid,

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When God, our God, is near.

HYMN 137. C. M. Wantage. [b]

Public Fast. Gen. xviii, 23-32.

Steele.

WHEN Abrah'm, full of sacred awe,

Before Jehovah stood;

And with a humble, fervent prayer,

For guilty Sodom su'd:

2 With what success, what wondrous grace

Was his petition crown'd!

The Lord would spare, if in that place

Ten righteous men were found.

3 And could a single holy soul
So rich a boon obtain?

Great God, and shall a nation pray,
And plead with thee inavon pray,

o 4 Still we are thine--we bear thy name; Here yet is thine abode;

o Long has thy presence bless'd our landForsake us not, O God!

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HYMN 138. L. M. Worship. [b]

Public Fast. Ezek. ix, 4—6.

Scott.

RIGHTEOUS God, thou judge supreme,
We tremble at thy dreadful name!
And all our crying guilt we own,
In dust and tears before thy throne.
e 2 So manifold our crimes have been,
Such crimson tincture dyes our sin,
That, could we all its horrours know,
Our streaming eyes with blood might flow
0 3 Estrang'd from reverential awe,
We trample on thy sacred law:

p And though such wonders grace has done,
Anew we crucify thy Son.

e 4 Justly might this polluted land

Prove all the vengeance of thy hand;

a And, bath'd in heaven, thy sword might come, To drink our blood and seal our doom.

e 5 Yet hast thou not a remnant here,
Whose souls are fill'd with pious fear?
Oh bring thy wonted mercy nigh,
While prostrate at thy feet they lie.
p 6 Behold their tears, attend their moan,
Nor turn away their secret groan :

With these we join our humble prayer;
Our nation shield, our country spare. Doddridge.

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HYMN 139. L. M. Psalm 97th. [b]

Fast. God's Controversy. Mic. vi, 1-3.

L ISTEN, ye hills; ye mountains, hear;

Jehovah vindicates his laws;

Trembling in silence at his bar,

Thou earth, attend thy Maker's cause.
d 2 Israel, appear; present thy plea;
And charge th' Almighty to his face;
Say, if his rules oppressive be;
Say, if defective be his grace.

e 3 Eternal Judge, the action cease; Our lips are seal'd in conscious shame; b 'Tis ours in sackcloth to confess, -And thine, the sentence to proclaim. 4 Ten thousand witnesses arise; Thy mercies and our crimes appear More than the stars that deck the skies, And all our dreadful guilt declare. e 5 How shall we come before thy face, And in thine awful presence bow? What off'rings can secure thy grace, Or calm the terrours of thy brow? e 6 Thousands of rams in vain might bleed; Rivers of oil might blaze in vain; Or the first-born's devoted head With horrid gore thine altar stain. -7 But thy own Lamb, all-gracious God, Whom impious sinners dar'd to slay! o Has sovereign virtue in his blood To purge the nation's guilt away. -8 With humble faith to that we fly; With that may we be sprinkled o'er; Trembling no more in dust we lie, And dread thy hand and bar no more. Doddridge.

HYMN 140. L. M. Weldon. [*]

Thanksgiving: Seasons crowned with Goodness. Ps. lxv, 11.

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ETERNAL Source of every joy!

Well may thy praise our lips employ,

While in thy temple we appear,

To hail thee Sovereign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness when to veil the skies.
3 The flowery spring, at thy command,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours,
Through all our coasts, redundant stores;
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horrour wear

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.
6 Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes;
Till to those lofty heights we soar,

Where days and years revolve no more. Rippon's Col.

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HYMN 141. L. M. Green's. [*]

A

Dedication of a house for Worship. Ps. lxxxvii, 5.
ND will the great, eternal God
On earth establish his abode?
And will he, from his radiant throne,
Avow our temple for his own?
o 2 We bring the tribute of our praise;
And sing that condescending grace,
Which to our notes will lend an ear,
And call us sinful mortals near.

-3 Our Father's watchful care we bless,
Which guards our synagogues in peace!
That no tumultuous foes invade,
To fill our worshippers with dread.
e 4 These walls we to thy honour raise,
Long may they echo to thy praise;
And thou, descending, fill the place,
With choicest tokens of thy grace.
-5 Here let the great Redeemer reign,
With all the glories of his train;
o While power divine his Word attends,
To conquer foes, and cheer his friends.
g 6 And in the great, decisive day,
When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear,

That crowds were born to glory here! Doddridge.

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HYMN 142. H. M. Allerton. [*]

Dedication of a House for Worship.

N sweet exalted strains,

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The King of glory praise;

O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days;