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TO God the great, the ever blest,

Let songs of honor be addressed;
His mercy firm for ever stands;
Give him the thanks his love demands.

2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways?
Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise?
Blest are the souls that fear thee still,
And pay their duty to thy will.
3 Remember what thy mercy did
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed;
And with the same salvation bless
The meanest suppliant of thy grace.

4 O! may I see thy tribes rejoice,

And aid their triumphs with my voice
This is my glory, Lord, to be
Joined to thy saints, and near to thee.

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He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls.

4 O God, our King, whose sovereign

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THOU, whose hand the kingdom sways, [obeys, Whom earth, and hell, and heaven To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy power and glory here. O haste, with every gift inspired, With glory, truth, and grace attired. Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn; Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn! 3 Assert the honor of thy name; [shame;

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YREAT God, attend while Zion sings O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and

springs;

To spend one day with thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2 God is our sun, he makes our day; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 3 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too:

Nor let their souls forever die.

4 Saints shall be glad before thy face,
And grow in love, and truth,and grace;
Thy church shall blossom in thy sight,
And yield her fruits of pure delight.
5 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend;
Swift as a roe, from hills descend;
Mild as the sabbath's cheerfui ray,
Till life unfolds eternal day!

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JEHOVAH reigns; he dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might:
The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.

2 But cre this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundation laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself the ever-living God.

3 Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods that aim their rage so high!2
At thy rebuke the billows die.
4 For ever shall thy throne endure;
Thy promise stands for ever sure;
And everlasting holiness,
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.
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JEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high,
His robes are light and majesty;
His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.
2 His terrors keep the world in awe;
His justice guards his holy law;
His love reveals a smiling face,
His truth and promise seal the grace.
3 Thro' all his works his wisdom shines,
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
His power is sovereign to fulfil
The noblest counsels of his will.

4 And will this glorious Lord descend
To be my Father and my friend?
Then let my songs with angels join;
Heaven is secure, if God is mine.

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Nor will thy watchful monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.

FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP.

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THOU only Sovereign of my heart,

My Refuge, my almighty Friend-
And can my soul from thee depart,
Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3 Eternal life thy words impart :

On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.

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JESUS, and shall it ever be,

A mortal man ashamed of thee?
Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro' endless days.
2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Let evening blush to own a star;
He sheds the beams of light divine
O'er this benighted soul of mine.

TRIUMPHANT Zion ! lift thy head 3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon

From dust and darkness and the

dead;

Though humbled long,awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength.

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Let midnight be ashamed of noon;
'Tis midnight with my soul, till he,
Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee.
Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend,
No, when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.
Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
Till then-nor is my boasting vain-
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain :
And O may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me.

STONEFIELD. L. M.

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EHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb,
With wonder, gratitude, and love;
To take away our guilt and shame,
See him descending from above!

2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid;
He meekly bore the mighty load;
Our ransom-price he fully paid, [blood.
In groans and tears, in sweat and
8 Pardon and peace through him abound;
He can the richest blessings give;
Salvation in his name is found,

He bids the dying sinner live.

4 Jesus, our Lord, we look to thee;

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Where else can helpless sinners go? GREAT God,indulge my humble claim

Thy boundless love shall set us free
From all our wretchedness and woe.

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CHRIST! our King, Creator, Lord!
Saviour of all who trust thy word!

To them who seek thee ever near,
Now to our praises bend an ear.

2 In thy dear cross a grace is found

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest.

2 Thou great and good, thou just and
wise,

And I am thine, by sacred ties, [blood.
Thou art my Father, and my God;
Thy son, thy servant, bought with
3 With early feet I love t'appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;

It flows from every streaming wound-Oft have I seen thy glory there,
Whose power our inbred sin controls,
Breaks the firm bond, and frees our
souls.

And felt the power of sovereign grace.

8 Thou didst create the stars of night; Yet thou hast veiled in flesh thy light

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I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And bless the remnant of my days.

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HEE we adore, eternal Lord!
We praise thy name with one ac-4
cord;

Thy saints, who here thy goodness see, Through all the world do worship thee. 2 To thee aloud all angels cry,

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The heavens and all the powers on
Thee, holy, holy, holy King,
Lord God of hosts, they ever sing.

8 Th' apostles join the glorious throng;
The prophets swell th' immortal song;
The martyrs' noble army raise
Eternal anthems to thy praise.
4 From day to day, O Lord, do we
Highly exalt and honor thee!
Thy name we worship and adore,
World without end, for evermore!
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to the Lord a noble song;

Nawake, my soul, awake, my tongue;

Hosanna to th' eternal Name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace; God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth, and spreading

flood, Proclaim the wise and powerful God; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star. 4 But in his looks a glory stands, The noblest labor of thine hands; The pleasing lustre of his eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. 5 O! may I live to reach the place Where he unveils his lovely face! Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold. 117 II.

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The summer rays with vigor shine,
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.
Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours,
Thro' all our coasts, redundant stores:
And winters, softened by thy care,
No more the face of horror wear.

Seasons and months and weeks and
days,

Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.
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.

FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP.
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WIFT as declining shadows pass,

Our days in quick succession fly:
And, transient as the withering grass,
Amid our youthful hopes we die.
But thou, our Saviour, shalt endure,
Thy years unchanged, eternal Lord!
Thy grace through every age is sure,
And firm the promise of thy word.

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WHEN marshalled on the nightly

plain,

The glittering hosts bestud the sky, One star alone of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.

2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every gem;
But one alone the Saviour speaks:
It is the Star of Bethlehem.

3 Once on the raging seas I rode : [dark;
The storm was loud, the night was
The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed
The wind that tossed my foundering

bark.

4 Deep horror then my vitals froze;
Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem;
When suddenly a star arose!
It was the Star of Bethlehem.
5 It was my guide, my light, my all;
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And through the storm, and danger's
It led me to the port of peace. [thrall,
6 Now safely moored, my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,
For ever and for evermore,

The Star-the Star of Bethlehem! ↓

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ORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound
To guilty rebels doomed to die :
Publish the bliss the world around;
Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky.
2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine,
'Tis full, effacing every crime:
Unbounded shall its glories shine,
And feel no change by changing time.
3 For this stupendous love of heaven,
What grateful honors shall we show?
Where much transgression is forgiven,
Let love with equal ardor glow.

13 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never
So when thy truth began its race, [stand,
It touched and glanced on every land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run;.
Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light or feel the sun.

5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise,

Bless the dark world with heavenly Thy gospel makes the simple wise,[light; Thy laws are pure, thy judgments

right.

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed and sins forgiven;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thyword my guide to heav'n.

4 By this inspired, let all our days
With every heavenly grace be crown'd;
Let truth and goodness, prayer and
In all abide, in all abound. [praise, 122

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