-8 But God beholds; and, from his throne
Marks out the men who hate his Son:
o The hand that rais'd him from the dead.
Will pour forth vengeance on their head.
PSALM 71. C. M. 1st Part. York. [*]
V. 5-9. The aged Saint's Reflections and Hope.

1 MY God, my everlasting hope,

I live upon thy truth;

Thine hands have held my childhood up,
And strengthen'd all my youth.

2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy power,
With all these limbs of mine;
And from my mother's painful hour,
I've been entirely thine.

3 Still has my life new wonders seen
Repeated ev'ry year;

Behold my days that yet remain,

I trust them to thy care.

p 4 Cast me not off when strength declines,
When hoary hairs arise;
-And round me let thy glories shine,
Whene'er thy servant dies.

o 5 Then, in the hist'ry of my age,
When men review my days,
They'll read thy love in ev'ry page,
In ev'ry line-thy praise.

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C. M. 2nd Part. Barby. Sunday. [*]

V. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24. Christ our Strength and Righteousness.
Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend,
When I begin thy praise,

MY

e Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace?

-2 Thou art my everlasting trust; Thy goodness I adore;

And since I knew thy graces first,

I speak thy glories more.

o 3 My feet shall travel all the length
Of the celestial road;

And march with courage in thy strength,
To see my Father God.

p 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress
For some surprising sin,

-I'll plead thy perfect righteousness;
And mention none but thine.

o 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell
The vict❜ries of my King!

My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell,
Shall thy salvation sing.

6 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim
My Saviour and my God;

His death has brought my foes to shame,
And drown'd them in his blood.

7 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers;
With this delightful song

I'll entertain the darkest hours,

Nor think the season long.]

C. M. 3rd Part. Hymn 2d. Canterbury. [b] V. 17-21. The aged Christian's Prayer and Song. OD of my childhood, and my youth, The guide of all my days,

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I have declar'd thy heavenly truth,
And told thy wondrous ways.

p 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs,
And leave my fainting heart?
Who shall sustain my sinking years,
If God, my strength, depart?

3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim
To the surviving age,

And leave the savour of thy name,
When I shall quit the stage.

4 The land of silence and of death
Attends my next remove

-O may these poor remains of breath
Teach the wide world thy love!

PAUSE.

[5 Thy righteousness is deep and high,
Unsearchable thy deeds;

Thy glory spreads beyond the sky,
And all my praise exceeds.

6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar,
And oft endur'd the grief;

But when thy hand has press'd me sore,
Thy grace was my relief.]

7 By long experience have I known
Thy sovereign power to save;
At thy command 1 venture down,
Securely, to the grave.

e 8 When I lie buried deep in dust,
My flesh shall be thy care;

e These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, • To raise them strong and fair.

PSALM 72. L. M. 1st Part. Oporto. Nantwich. [*] The Kingdom of Christ.

1 REAT God, whose universal sway

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The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son; Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands; All heaven submits to his commands; His justice will avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. o 3 With power he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust; e His worship and his fear shall last, 'Till hours, and years, and time be past. b 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down; His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. -5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, o Revive at his first dawning light; And deserts blossom at the sight. o 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dress'd in the robes of joy and praise; g Peace, like a river, from his throne Shall flow to nations yet unknown. L. M. 2nd Part. Sheffield. Leeds. [*]

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Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles. ESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, "Till moons shall wax and wane no more. o 2 (Behold the islands, with their kings, And Europe her best tribute brings;

From North to South the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet.
g 3 There Persia, glorious to behold-
There India shines in eastern gold
And barbarous nations, at his word,
Submit, and bow, and own their Lord.)
-4 For him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With ev'ry morning sacrifice.

b 5 People and realms, of every tongue,
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
6 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The pris'ner leaps to loose his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

7 (Where he displays his healing power,
Death and the curse are known no more;
In him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
g 8 Let ev'ry creature rise-and bring
Peculiar honours to their King:
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the long AMEN.)

PSALM 73. C. M. 1st Part. Bedford. [*]
Afflicted Saints, and prosperous Sinners.

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TOW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind
To men of hearts sincere:

Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd,
And border'd on despair.

2 I griev'd to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath :
'How pleasant and profane they live!
'How peaceful is their death!

3 'With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes,
'They lay their fears to sleep:
'Against the heavens their slanders rise,
While saints in silence weep.

4 'In vain I lift my hands to pray, 'And cleanse my heart in vain,

'For I am chasten'd all the day; "The night renews my pain.'

5 Yet while my tongue indulg'd complaints, I felt my heart reprove; 'Sure I shall thus offend thy saints,

'And grieve the men I love.'

6 But still I found my doubts too hard-
The conflict too severe;

Till I retir'd to search thy word,
And learn thy secrets there.

7 There, as in some prophetic glass,
I saw the sinner's feet,

High mounted on a slipp'ry place,
Beside a fiery pit.

8 I heard the wretch profanely boast,
Till at thy frown he fell :
His honours in a dream are lost,
And he awakes in hell.

9 Lord, what an envious fool I was!
How like a thoughtless beast!
Thus to suspect thy promis'd grace,
And think the wicked blest.

10 Yet I was kept from full despair,
Upheld by power unknown:
That blessed hand that broke the snare,
Shall guide me to thy throne.]

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C. M. 2nd Part. St. Ann's. [*]

V. 23-28. God our Portion, here and hereafter.
OD, my Supporter, and my Hope,
My Help for ever near ;

Thine arm of mercy held me up,

When sinking in despair.

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness;

Thine hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.

e 3 Were I in heaven without my God,
"Twould be no joy to me;

And whilst this earth is my abode,
I long for none but thee.

e 4 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint?