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3 Thy mercies, to my heart reveald,
A theme of endless transport yield;
Thy praise does all my song inspire. 4 In all our cares, in all our woes,
On God our steadfast hopes repose :
23. The Promise pleaded. (C.M.) 1 THY gracious promise, Lord, we plead,
1 In mercy hear our cry: Thine eye beholds our ev'ry need,
Thy bounty will supply.
The message of thy word;
Before their Sov'reign Lord: 3 There thou thy servants, Lord, wilt own,
And manifest thy grace;
And seek our Saviour's face. 4 How amiable thy courts appear,
To our enraptur'd sight;
His temple's our delight.
'Tis there our strength's renew'd ; Our burden'd spirit's there set free, Our fainting soul finds food.
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6 When envy would impel a sigh,
And urge the murm'ring word;
And bow before the Lord.
My Saviour, grant to me;
For there I meet with thee. . Gratitude, and Prayer. (P. M.) 1 W HAT favour, Lord, that we should meet VV With saints around thy mercy-seat,
And love the house of pray'r ! What once was weariness and pain, Is now our choice, delight, and gain,
The solace of our care! 2 O let returning sabbaths be A sign between our souls and thee,
Of mercy, love, and peace : This one desire we'll seek with zeal, Within thy earthly courts to dwell,
Until we see thy face !
· FAMILY WORSHIP.
D Employ my noblest powers,
And fills the circling hours.
I pass'd the shades of night,
And see returning light.
3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes ;
And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep, death’s'semblance, o'er me spread,
And I unconscious lay,
To guard my feeble clay.
My waking hours attend;
My heedless steps defend.
And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.
An Evening Hymn. (C. M.)
1 From whence all comforts flow, Inspire us with that perfect peace,
Which only Christians know. 2 The curtains of thy love extend
Around our calm abode : As we began, so may we end
Our every day with God. 3 Our lives unhurt, thy hand hath kept;
Accept the praise we pay, For all the dangers we escap'd,
And mercies of the day.
4 Far, far away the tempter chase,
Our souls from terror keep;
And guard us when we sleep. 5 Prepare us for the bed of death,
The way our fathers trod,
We may be found with God.
An Evening Hymn. (L. M.) 1 CREAT God, to thee my evening song
U With humble gratitude I raise;
And fill my heart with lively praise, 2 My days unclouded, as they pass,
And every gentle rolling hour,
And witness to thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,
Too oft regardless of thy love,
And, fond of trifles, vainly rovė.
Melt it in penitential tears.
Of Jesus ; his dear name alone
6 Let this blest hope mine eye-lids close,
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Evening. (P. M.) 1 M OD of love, whose truth and grace
U Reach unbounded as the skies,
Let my evening sacrifice,
On the merits of thy Son.
Through another busy day ;
Chasing sin and death away;
Thou my footsteps hast upheld. 3 Though the sable veil of night,
Hides the cheering ray of heaven,
Of my guilt in thee forgiven:
See the great invisible.
Sweetly take my rest in thee;
Nearer to eternity: