FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 'CO y Hymn 46. B. 2. L. M. & 4 • God's Condescension to Human Jlffairs. 1 TTP to the Lord that reigns on high, \J And view the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. 2 [He that can shake the worlds he made, Or with his word or with his rod, His goodness how amazing great ! And what a condescending God!] 3 [God that must stoop to view the skies, And bow to see what angels do, Down to the earth he casts his eyes, And bends his footsteps downward too.] 4 He over-rules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. 5 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God, He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy load. 6 In vain might lofty princes try Such condescension to perform; For worms were never rais'd so high Above their meanest fellow-worm. 7 O could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace, To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise. OF GOD. qo Psalm 08. ver. 1—0, 32—35. 1st Part. L. M. /4o« The Vengeance and Compassion of God. 1 ' " ET God arise in all his might, -L4 And put the troops of hell to flight, As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies, Before the rising tempest flies. 2 [He comes array 'd in burning flames ; Justice and vengeance are his names; Behold his fainting foes expire Like melting wax before the fire.] 3 He rides and thunders through the sky ; His name Jehovah sounds on high : Sing to his name, ye sons of grace ; Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 4 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in sharp distress; In him the poor and helpless find A judge that's just, a father kind. 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And prisoners see the light again ; But rebels, that dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. PAUSE. 6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : His wondrous names and powers rehearse ; His honours shall enrich your verse. 7 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms; How terrible is God in arms ! In Israel are his mercies known, Israel is his peculiar throne. 8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest; He's your defence, your joy, your rest- When terrors rise and nations faint, God is the strength of every saint. QQ Hymn 42. B. 1. C. M. &*}• Divine Wrath and Mercy, Nahum i. 2, &c. 1 A DO RE and tremble, for our God -£\. Is a consuming fire;* His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, And raise his vengeance higher. * Heb. xii. 29. PERFECTIO 2 Almighty vengeance, how it burns ! How bright his fury glows ! Vast magazines of plagues and storms Lie treasur'd for his foes. 3 Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees Are forced into a flame, But kindled, O how fierce they blaze ! And rend all nature's frame. 4 At his approach the mountains flee, And seek a watery grave ; The frighted sea makes haste away, And shrinks up every wave. 5 Through the wide air the weighty rocks Are swift as hail-stones hurl'd : Who dares engage his fiery rage That shakes the solid world? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace Sits regent on the throne, The refuge of thy chosen race When wrath comes rushing down. 7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings A fiery tempest pour, While we beneath thy sheltering wings Thy just revenge aciore. Ofk Psalm 103. ver. 8—18. 2d Part. S. M. 0"« Abounding Compassion of God ; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment. 1 1VTY soul, repeat his praise ItJL Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are ielt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt, 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins ; And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. OF GOD. 5 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. 0"| Psalm 103. yer. 8—18. 2d Part. L. M. O JL • God's gentle Chastisements ,* or, his tender Mercy to his Peoplt 1 r j^RE Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! A How firm his truth ! how large his grace ! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! . On swifter wings salvation flies ; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines ; His strokes are lighter than our sins; And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hands and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart, PERFECTJO PAUSE. 7 The mighty God, the wise, ana pss. Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies ; Like grass we spring, and die as soon As morning flowers that fade at noon. 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure : From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. QQ Psalm 145. ver. 14. 17, &c. 3d Part. C. M. 0/W« Mercy to Sufferers,- or, God hearing Prayer. 1 TET every tongue thy goodness speak, JLi Thou sovereign Lord of all ; Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies distrest Beneath- some proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourners rest, 3 The Lord supports our tottering days, And guides our giddy youth ; Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pains his servants feel, He hears his children cry, And their best wishes to fulfil His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere ; He saves the souls whose humble love Is join'd with holy fear. 6 [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay, And pierce their hearts with pain : But none that serve the Lord shall say, 1 They sought his aid in vain.'] 7 [My lips shall dwell upon his praise, And spread his fame" abroad Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God.] OF GOD. OQ Psalm 142. C. M. 0<3« God is the Hope of the Helpless. I HPO God I made my sorrows known, JL From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne I pour'd out all my grief. *2 My soul was overwhelm 'd with woes, My heart began to break; My God, who all my burdens knows, He knows the way I take. 3 On every side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone, While friends and strangers pass'd me by, Neglected and unknown. 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, And call'd thy mercy near, ' Thou art my portion when I die, 1 Be thou my refuge here.' 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes who vex me know I've an almighty Friend. 6 From my sad prison set me free, Then shall I praise thy name, And holy men shall join with me Thy kindness to proclaim. Q A Psalm 89. 1st Part. C. M. 04ir« The Faithfulness of God. 1 "|VI"Y never-ceasing song shall show JLtJL The mercies of the Lord, And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. 2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce Shall firm as heaven endure ; And if he speak a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. 3 How long the race of David held The promis'd Jewish throne ! But there's a nobler covenant sealed To David's greater Son. 4 His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies ; The meanest subject of his grace Shall to that glory rise. PERFECTIONS 5 Lord God oil Hosts, thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above; And saints on earth their honours raise To thine unchanging love. Of? Psalm 146. L. M. *J*J» Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth. 1 TJRAISE ye the Lord, my heart shall join jL In work so pleasant, so divine, Now, while the flesh is mine abode, And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, While immortality endures; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last. 3 Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust; Their breath departs, their pomp and power And thoughts, all vanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their train, And none shall find his promise vain. 5 His truth for ever stands secure; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor; He sends the labouring conscience peace, And grants the prisoner sweet release. 6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell ; Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns; Praise him in everlasting strains. q/» Psalm 146. L. P. M. OO* Praise to God far his Goodness and Truth. 'LL praise my Maker with my breath; i And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. 37. OF GOD. Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die and turn to dust; Vain is the help of flesh and blood : Their breath departs, their pomp and power, And thoughts all vanish in an hour, Nor can they make their promise good. Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their train; His truth for ever stands secure; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the labouring conscience peace : He helps the stranger in distress. The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisoner sweet release. He loves his saints; he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell ; Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns : Let every tongue, let every age, In this exalted work engage ; Praise him in everlasting strains. I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when mv voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. Psalm 111. 2d Part. CM. The Perfections of God. GREAT is the Lord; his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his covenant sure : Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. PERFECTIO 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating every sin. on Hymn 166. B. 2. C. If. 4:« Preservation by Day and Night. 1 V jHO heaven I lilt my waiting eyes, A There all my hopes are laid : The Lord that built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their feet shall never slide to fall, Whom he designs to keep* His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 He will sustain our weakest powers With his almighty arm, And watch our most unguarded hours Against surprising harm. 4 Israel, rejoice and rest secure, Thy keeper is the Lord : His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Shall have his leave to smite; He shields thy head from burning noon, From blasting damps at night. 6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath Where thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, Till God commands thee home. /»X Psalm 121. H. M. or 6's&8's OtJ» God our Preserver. 1 TTPWARD I lift mine eyes, SJ From God is all my aid ; The God that built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the tower To which I fly ; His grace is nigh In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears : Those wakeful eyes That never sleep Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : PROVIDENCE. Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death ! And I can trust mv Lord To keep my mortal breath : I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high Thou call me home. s*s* Hymn 19. B. 2. C. M. t3\3« Our Bodies frail, and God our Preserver, 1 " ' ET others boast how strong they be, JLi Nor death nor danger fear ; But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And nourish bright and gay, A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God who built us first; Salvation to th' Almighty Name That rear'd us from the dust 5 [He spoke, and straight our hearts and brains In all their motions rose ; Let blood (said h.e)flo?v round the veins. And round the veins it flows. 6 While we have breath, or use our tongues, Our Maker we'll adore ; His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, Or they would breathe no more.] nij Hymn 83. B. 1. CM. Oil Afflictions and Death under Providence, Job v. 6 — 8. 1 l^TOT from the dust affliction grows, -i-^l Nor troubles rise by chance; Yet we are born to cares and woes, A sad inheritance. 2 As sparks break out from burning coals, And still are upwards borne, So grief is rooted in our souls, • And man grows up to mourn. CREATION AND 3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, And trust his promis'd grace ; He rules me by his well-known laws Of love and righteousness. 4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore Shall spoil my future peace, For death and hell can do no more Than what my Father please. /jo Psalm 65. ver. 5—13. 2d Part. L. M. UO» Divine Providence in Mr, Earth, and Sea ; or, the God of Nature and Grace. 1 HPHE God of our salvation hears A. The groans of Sion mix'd with tears ; Yet when he comes with kind designs, Through all the way his terror shines. 2 On him the race of man depends, Far as the earth's remotest ends, Where the Creator's name is known By nature's feeble light alone. 3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood, Address their frighted souls to God, When tempests rage and billows roar At dreadful distance from the shore. 4 He bids the noisy tempests cease ; He calms the raging crowd to peace, When a tumultuous nation raves Wild as the winds, and loud as waves. 5 Whole kingdoms shaken by the storm He settles in a peaceful form ; Mountains establish'd by his hand Firm on their old foundation stand. 6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, New comets blaze and lightnings fly, The' heathen lands, with swift surprise, From the bright horrors turn their eyes. 7 At his command the morning ray Smiles in the east and leads the day ; He guides the sun's declining wheels Over the tops of western hills. 8 Seasons and times obey his voice ; The evening and the morn rejoice To see the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit and drest in flowers. PROVIDED 9 'Tis from his watery stores on high, He gives the thirsty ground supply; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Doth his enriching drops dispense. 10 The desert grows a fruitful field, Abundant food the valleys yield ; The valleys shout with cheerful voice, And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys. 11 The pastures smile in green array, There lambs and larger cattle play ; The larger cattle and the lamb Each in his language speaks thy name. 12 Thy works pronounce thy power divine; O'er every field thy glories shine; Through every month thy gifts appear ; Great God ! thy goodness crowns the year. s*q Psalm 107. 4th Part. L. M. Oc/» Deliverance from Storms and Shipwreck ,• or, the Seaman'9 s Song. 1 "YX^OULD you behold the works of God, ▼ t His wonders in the world abroad, Go with the mariners, and trace The unknown regions of the seas. 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favour of the wind, Till God commands, and tempests rise That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 Now to the heavens they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a staggering drunkard reel ! 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry; His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 5 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, The furious waves forget their rage ; 'Tis calm, and sailors smile to see The haven where they wish'd to be. S O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! Let them their private offerings bring, And in the church his glory sing. n. CREATION AND wf\ Psalm 107. 4th Part. C. M. I "• The Mariner's Psalm. 1 npH Y works of glory, mighty Lord, A Thy wonders in the deeps, The sons of courage shall record, Who trade in floating ships. 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow'ring waves* The men astonish'd mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves. 3 [Again they climb the watery hills, And plunge in deeps again; Each like a tottering drunkard reels, And finds his courage vain. 4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, They pant with fluttering breath, And, hopeless of the distant shore, Expect immediate death.] 5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, He hears their loud request, And orders silence through the skies, And lays the floods to rest. 6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, And see the storm allay'd : Now to their eyes the port appears ; There let their vows be paid. 7 'Tis God that brings them safe to land; Let stupid mortals know That waves are under his command, And all the winds that blow. 8 O that the sons of men would praise The goodness of the Lord ! And those that see thy wondrous ways, Thy wondrous love record ! tj~t Hymn 109. B. 2. L.M. 4 J. • Tlit Darkness of Providence. 1 X ORD, we adore thy vast designs, XJ The obscure abyss of providence, Too deep to sound with mortal lines, Too dark to view with feeble sense. 2 Now thou array'st thine awful face In angry frowns, without a smile ; We through the cloud believe thy grace, Secure of thy compassion still. PROVIDENCE. 3 Through seas and storms of deep distress We sail by faith, and not by sight; Faith guides us in the wilderness Through all the terrors of the night. 4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod Resolve to scourge us here below, Still let us lean upon our God, Thine arm shall bear us safely through. wq Psalm 73. S. M. i &• The Mystery of Providence unfolded. 1 Q URE there's a righteous God, £3 Nor is religion vain, Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools with scornful eyes In robes of honour shine. 3 Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair, Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure, Through all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. 5 Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise ; ' Is there a God that sees or hears 1 The things below the skies?' 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistakes amend; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learnt their end. CREATION AND 9 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go; And O that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below ! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. >yO Psalm 73. 1st Part. CM. I O* Afflicted Saints happy, and prosperous Sinners cursed. 1 I^JOW I'm convinc'd the Lord is kind i-^l To men of heart sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repin'd, m 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, 1 And cleanse my heart in vain, 1 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, 1 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 slippery place, Beside a fiery pit. 8 I heard the wretch profanely boast, Till at thy frown he fell ; His honours in a dream were lost, And he awakes in hell. PROVIDENCE. 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 fell despair, Upheld by power unknown ; That blessecl hand that broke the snare ShaK. guide me to thy throne. pja Psalm- 9. ver. 12. 2d Part. C. M. i 4:« The Wisdom and Equity of Providence. 1 TXTHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, ▼ T Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls, that mourn in dust, Shall find a faithful God. 2 He from the dreadful gates of death Does his own children raise : In Zion's gates, with cheerful breath, They sing their Father's praise. 3 His foes shall fall with heedless feet Into the pit they made ; And sinners perish in the net That their own hands have spread. 4 Thus by thy judgments, mighty God ! Are thy deep counsels known; When men of mischief are destroy'd, The snare must be their own. PAUSE. 5 The wicked shall sink down to hell; Thy wrath devour the lands That dare forget thee, or rebel Against thine own commands. 6 Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait and long complain, Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. 7 [Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat To jidge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. 8 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain, Make them confess that thou art God, And they but feeble men.] CREATION AND >ypr Psalm 36. ver. 5—9. L. M. ifJm The Perfections and Providence of God ; or, general Providence and special Grace. 1 T1TGH in the heavens, eternal God, XI Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large. Both man and beast thy bounty share ; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 My God ! how excellent thy grace, Whence all our hope and comfort springs! The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word. tjf* Psalm 147. 1st Part. L.M. IU» The Divine Nature, Providence, and Grace. 1 "ORAISE ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise jL Our hearts and voices in his praise ; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name ; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whofe. 3 He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames, He counts their numbers, calls their names : His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might; And all his glories infinite : PROVIDENCE. He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. PAUSE. 5 Sing to the Lord, exalt him high, Who spreads his clouds all round the sky; There he prepares the fruitful rain, Nor lets the drops descend in vain. 6 He makes the grass the hills adorn, And clothes the smiling fields with corn ; The beasts with food his hands supply, And the young ravens when they cry. 7 What is the creature's skill or force, The sprightly man, the warlike horse, The nimble wit, the active limb? All are too mean delights for him. 8 But saints are lovely in his sight ; He views his children with delight : He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks and loves his image there. mm Psalm 136. Abridged. L. M. ■ • • God's Wonders of Creation, Providence, Redemption, and Salvation. 1 £^ IVE to our God immortal praise; hJT Mercy and truth are all his ways : ' Wonders of grace to God belong, 1 Repeat his mercies in your song.' 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown ; ' His mercies ever shall endure, ' When' lord and kings are known ■ no more.' 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high : 1 Wonders of grace to God belong, ' Repeat his mercies in your song.' 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night: ' His mercies ever shall endure, 1 When' suns and moons shall shine 'no more/ 5 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land * ' Wonders of grace to God belong, 1 Repeat his mercies in your song.' CREATION AND 6 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within : 1 His mercies ever shall endure, 1 When' death and sin shall reign ' no more.' 7 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : ' Wonders of grace to God belong, * Repeat his mercies in your song.' 8 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat : ' His mercies ever shall endure, ' When' this vain world shall be 'no more.' WO Psalm 68. v. 19, 9, 20—22. 3d Part. L. M. • O* Praise for temporal Blessings ; or, common and spiritual Mercies. 1 "W^E bless the Lord, the just, the good, ▼ t Who fills our hearts with joy and food : Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich supplies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death : Safety and health to God belong : He helps the weak, and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love; But the wide difference that remains Is endless joy, or endless pains. 5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread; The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love. t^Q Psalm 57. L. M. lW Praise for Protection, Grace, and Truth. 7 God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown, PROVIDENCE. Hide me beneath thy spreading wings Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform; He sends his angel from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 4 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name ; Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, A.nd reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die, 6 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. oa (Psalm 104. L. M.) O " • The Glory of God in Creation and Providence. 1 1%/TY soul; thy great Creator praise; xfA. When cloth'd in his celestial rays He in full majesty appears, And, like a robe, his glory wears. Note. This Psalm may be sung to the measure of L. M. 6 lines, by adding these two lines to every stanza, namely, Great is the Lord; what tongue can frame An equal honour to his name? Otherwise it must be sung as L. M. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread, The unfathom'd deep he makes his bed; Clouds are his chariot, when he flies On winged storms across the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers, are naming fires \ And swift as thought their armies move To bear his vengeance, or his love. 4 The world's foundations by his hand Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand ; CREATION AM) He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd with the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder 'd, and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bound, And in the channels walk their round; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring on hills and drench the plains. 7 He bids the crystal fountains flow, And cheer the valleys as they go: Tame heifers there their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink, The lark and linnet light to drink • Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. pause I. 9 God, from his cloudy cistern, pours On the parch'd earth enriching showers; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 10 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies; With herbs for man, of various power, To nourish nature, or to cure. 1 1 What noble fruit the vines produce ! The olive yields a shining juice ; Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous wine, With inward joy our faces shine. 12 0 bless his name, ye nations, fed With nature's chief supporter, bread; While bread your vital strength imparts, Serve him with vigour in your hearts. pause II. 13 Behold the stately cedar stands, Rais'd in the forest by his hands ; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 14 To craggy hills ascends the goat, And at the airv mountain's foot PROVIDENCE. The feebler creatures make their cell ; He gives them wisdom where to dwell. 15 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her face ; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hunt their prey. 16 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring ask their meat from God; But when the morning-beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 17 Then man to daily labour goes; The night was made for his repose : Sleep is thy gift; that sweet relief From tiresome toil and wasting grief. 18 How strange thy works! how great thy skill! And every land thy riches fill : Thy wisdom round the world we see, This spacious earth is full of thee. 19 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions, swift or slow, Still wandering in the paths below. 20 There ships divide their watery way, And flocks of scaly monsters play ; There dwells the huge Leviathan, And foams and sports in spite of man. PAUSE III. 21 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thy wx>rd, And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 22 While each receives his different food, Their cheerful looks pronounce it good; Eagles and bears, and whales and worms, Rejoice and praise in different forms. 23 But when thy face is hid, they mourn, And dying to their dust return; Both man and beast their souls resign, Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 24 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the waste of time and death. M THE FALL. 25 His works, the wonders of his might, Are honour'd with his own delight : How awful are his glorious ways ! The Lord is dreadful in his praise. 26 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke ; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 27 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet: Thy praises shall my breath employ, Till it expire in endless joy. 28 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory buried with their dust, I, to my God, my heavenly King, Immortal hallelujahs sing. £1 Psalm 78. 1st Part. CM. O X • Providences of God recorded; or, pious Education and Instruction of Children. ET children hear the mighty deeds, Which God perform'd of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we'll convey his wonders down Through every rising race. Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. Thus shall they learn in God alone, Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practise his commands ! THE FALL. L QC) Hymn 57. B. 1. C. M B Original Sin ,• or, the first and second Adam, Rom. v. 12. Psalm li. 5. Job xiv. 4. ACKWARD with humble shame we look On our original ; THE FALL. How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall ! 2 To all that's good averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill; What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! . How obstinate our will ! 3 [Conceiv'd in sin (O wretched state!) Before we draw our breath, The first young pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death. 4 How strong in our degenerate blood, The old corruption reigns, And, mingling with the crooked flood, Wanders through all our veins !] 5 [Wild and unwholesome as the root Will all the branches be ; How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? 6 What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring?] 7 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous'love Can make our nature clean, While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 8 The second Adam shall restore The ruins of the first, Hosanna to that sovereign power That new-creates our dust. oq> Hymn 124. B. 1. L. M. O0« The first and second Adam, Rom. v. 12, &c. 1 JT|EEP in the dust before thy throne, if Our guilt and our disgrace we own ; Great God, we own the unhappy name Whence sprung our nature and our shame 2 Adam, the sinner : at his fall, Death like a conqu'ror seiz'd us all; A thousand new-born babes are dead By fatal union to their head. 3 But whilst our spirits fill'd with awe Behold the terrors of thy law, THE FALL. We sing the honours of thy grace, That sent to save our ruin'd race. 4 We sing thine everlasting Son, Who join'd our nature to his own; Adam the second, from the dust Raises the ruins of the first. 5 [By the rebellion of one man Through all his seed the mischief ran; And by one man's obedience now Are all his seed made righteous too.] 6 Where sin did reign, and death abound, There have the sons of Adam found Abounding life ; there glorious grace Reigns through the Lord our righteousness. OJ Psalm 51. 2d Part. L.M. o44r» Original and actual Sin confessed. 1 "¥" ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin; JLi And born unholy and unclean : Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defil'd in every part. 3 [Great God, create my heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true : O make me wise befimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean ; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone : Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease ; THE FALL. Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken bones rejoice. £t Psalm 51. ver. 3 — 13. 1st Part. CM. 0<3 • Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned. 1 " " ORX), I would spread my sore distress -Li And guilt before thine eyes ; Against thy laws, against thy grace. How high my crimes arise ! 2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean ; All my original is shame. And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath : And, as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love : O, make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 6 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face ; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 7 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men ; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. £/» Hymn 128. B. 2. C. M. oD« Corrupt Nature from Adam. 1 TJLESS'D with the joys of innocence, JO Adam, our father, stood, 'Till he debas'd his soul to sense, And ate th' unlawful food. 2 Now we are born a sensual race, To sinful joys inclin'd; Reason has lost its native place, And flesh enslaves the mind. M 2 THE FALL. 3 While flesh and sense and passion reigns, Sin is the sweetest good : We fancy music in our chaii And so forget the load. 4 Great God, renew our ruin'd frame, Our broken powers restore, Inspire us with a heavenly flame, And flesh shall reign no more. 5 Eternal Spirit, write thy law Upon our inward parts, And let the second Adam draw His image on our hearts. ow Psalm 14. 1st Part. C. M. 0 i • By Nature all Men are Sinners. 1 T^OOLS in their hearts believe and say JC ' That all religion's vain, ' There is no God that reigns on high, ' Or minds th' affairs of men.' 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane Corrupt discourse proceeds; And in their impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from his celestial throne, Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same ; There's none that fears his Maker's hand There's none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease; How swift to mischief are their feet, Nor know the paths of peace ! 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In every heart are found : Nor can they bear diviner fruit, Till grace refine the ground. qq Hymn 160. B. 2. L. M. &LJ» Custom in Sin. ET the wild leopards of the wood Put off the spots that nature gives Then may the wicked turn to God, And change their tempers and their lives. L THE FALL. 2 As well might Ethiopian slaves Wash out the darkness of their skin : The dead as well may leave their graves As old transgressors cease to sin. 3 Where vice has held its empire long 'Twill not endure the least control; None but a power divinely strong Can turn the current of the soul. 4 Great God, I own thy power divine, That works to change this heart of mine ; I would be form'd anew, and bless The wonders of creating grace. qq Hymn 24. B. 2. L. M. 0«7« The evil of Sin visible in the Fall of dngels and Men. 1 "X^HEN the Great Builder arch'd the skies, ▼ ▼ And' form'd all nature with a word, The joyful cherub tun'd his praise, And ev'ry bending throne ador'd. 2 High in the midst of all the throng, Satan, a tall archangel, sat, * Amongst the morning-stars he sung Till sin destroy 'd his heavenly state. 3 ['Twas sin that hurl'd him from his throne, Grov'ling in fire the rebel lies : * How art thou sunk in darkness down, 1 Son of the morning, from the skies !"]f 4 And thus*our two first parents stood Till sin defil'd the happy place ; They lost their garden and their God, And ruin'd all their unborn race. 5 [So sprung the plague from Adam's bower, And spread destruction all abroad; Sin, the curst name, that in one hour Spoil'd six days labour of a God.] 6 Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief, That such a foe should seize thy breast; Fly to thy Lord for quick relief! O may he slay this treacherous guest ! 7 Then to thy throne victorious King, Then to thy throne our shouts shall rise, Thine everlasting arm we sing, For sin the monster bleeds and dies. * Job xxxviii. 7 f Isa. xiv. 12. THE FALL. Q(\ Hymn 150. B. 2. C. M. «/"• The Deceit fulness of Sin. 1 Q IN has a thousand treacherous arts k5 To practise on the mind ; With nattering looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes his fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretence ; But cheats the soul of heavenly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden food ; Our mother took the poison there, And tainted all her blood. q-| Hymn 153. B. 2. CM. «7 X • The Distemper, Folly, and Madness of Sin. 1 £1 IN like a venomous disease £3 Infects our vital bipod ; The only balm is sovereign grace, And the physician, God. 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death; But Christ the Lord recalls the dead With his almighty breath. 3 Madness by nature reigns within, The passions burn and rage; Till God's own Son with skill divine The inward fire assuage. 4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise; Such is the folly of the mind Till Jesus makes us wise. 5 We give our souls the wounds they feel, We drink the poisonous gall, And rush with fury down to hell ; But heaven prevents the fall.] 6 [The man possess'd among the tombs Cuts his own flesh, and cries; He foams, and raves, till Jesus comes, And the foul spirit flies.] THE FALL. qq Hymn 156. B. 2. C. M. *$/&• Presumption and Despair ,• or, Satan1 s various Temptation* 1 ' I" HATE the tempter and his charms, JL I hate his flattering breath ; The serpent takes a thousand forms To cheat our souls to death. 2 He feeds our hopes with airy dreams, Or kills with slavish fear; And holds us still in wide extremes, Presumption, or despair. 3 Now he persuades, ' How easy 'tis 1 To walk the road to heaven ;' Anon he swells our sins, and cries, ' They cannot be forgiven.' 4 [He bids young sinners ' Yet forbear ' To think of God or death ; 1 For prayer and devotion are ' But melancholy breath.' 5 He tells the aged, ' They must die, 1 And 'tis too late to pray; 1 In vain for mercy now tney cry, ' For they have lost their day.'] 6 Thus he supports his cruel throne By mischief and deceit; And drags the sons of Adam down To darkness and the pit. 7 Almighty God, cut short his power. Let him in darkness dwell; And, that he vex the earth no more, Confine him down to hell. qq Hymn 157. B. 2. CM. e/O* The same. 1 T^T OW Satan comes with dreadful roar, J3I And threatens to destroy; He worries whom he can't devour With a malicious joy. 2 Ye sons of God, oppose his rage, Resist, and he'll begone : Thus did our dearest Lord engage And vanquish him alone. 3 Now he appears, almost divine Like innocence and love, But the old serpent lurks within When he assumes the dove. THE FALL. 4 Fly from the false deceiver's tongue, Ye sons of Adam, fly ; Our parents found the snare too strong. Nor should the children try. Qi Hymn 158. B. 2. L. M. «741:» Few saved ,• or, the almost Christian, the Hypocrite, and Apostate. 1 TJROAD is the road that leads to death, -O And thousands Avalk together there : But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveller. 2 ' Deny thyself, and take thy cross, ' Is the Redeemer's great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteem'd almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain; Create my heart entirely new. Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew. QK Psalm 8. v. 3, &c. Paraphrased. 2d Part. L. M. fJ*J* Adam and Christ, Lords of the Old and the JYeiv Creation. 1 "1" ORD, what was man when made at first, jLa Adam the offspring of the dust, That thou shouldst set him and his race But just below an angel's place I 2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so, And make him Lord of all below : Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet I 3 But O, what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state ! What honours shall thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made. See him in dust among the dead, To save a ruin'd world from sin ; But he shall reign with power divine. 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all The miseries that attend the fall, New-made, and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's feet. SCRIPTURE. SCRIPTURE. Q£ Hymn 53. B. 1. L. M. %/0. The Holy Scriptures, Heb. i. 1. 2 Tim. iii. 15, 16. Psalm cxlvii. 19, 20. 1 i^l OD, who in various methods told \Jf His mind and will to saints of old, Sent his own Son, with truth and grace, To teach us in these latter days. 2 Our nation reads the written word, The book of life, that sure record : The bright inheritance of heaven Is by the sweet conveyance given. 3 God's kindest thoughts are here express'd, Able to make us wise and bless'd; The doctrines are divinely true, Fit for reproof, and comfort too. 4 Ye nations all, who read his love, In long epistles from above, (He hath not sent his sacred word To every land) Praise ye the Lord aw Hymn 151. B. 2. L. M. <7 1 • Prophecy and Inspiration. 1 'HP WAS by an order from the Lord, A The ancient prophets spoke his word; His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warm'd their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 The works and wonders which they wrought Connrm'd the messages they brought; The prophet's pen succeeds his breath To save the holy words from death. 3 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 4 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost and vanish in the wind; Here I can fix my hopes secure, This is thy word, and must endure. qo Hymn 119. B. 2. CM. JL The Holy Scriptures. ADEN with guilt and full of fears, I fly to thee, my Lord, SCRIPTURE And not a glimpse of hope appears But in thy written word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all my griefs assuage; Here I behold my Saviour's face Almost in every page. 3 [This is the field where hidden lies The pearl of price unknown, That merchant is divinely wise Who makes this pearl his own.] 4 [Here consecrated water flows To quench my thirst of sin ; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, No danger dwells therein.] 5 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail ; My guide to everlasting life Through all this gloomy vale. 6 O may thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to thy right hand. qq Psalm 19. L. M. \j\j •The Books of Nature and of Scripture compared ; or, the Glory and Success of the Gospel. 1 *TTHE heavens declare thy glory. Lord, A In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun. the changing light, And nights and days thy power confess; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand So when thy truth began its race. It touched and glanc'd on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through 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 light; SCRIPTURE. Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renew'd and sins forgiv'n : Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven. 1 HO Psalm 19- To the tune of the 113th Psalm. JL vf "• The Books of Nature and Scripture. 1 f^ RE AT God, the heaven's well-order'd frame OT Declares the glories of thy name ; There thy rich works of wonder shine ; A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear Of boundless power, and skill divine. 2 From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light, Lectures of heavenly wisdom read; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need. 3 Yet their divine instructions run Far as the journies of the sun, And every nation knows their voice : The sun, like some young bridegroom drest, Breaks from the chambers of the east, Rolls round, and makes the earth rejoice. 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, He smiles and speaks his maker God; All nature joins to show thy praise : Thus God, in every creature shines ; Fair is the book of nature's lines, But fairer is thy book of grace. PAUSE. 5 I love the volumes of thy word ; What light and joy those leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy tear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 6 From the discoveries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw, These are mv studv and delight: N SCRIPTURE. Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold, that has the furnace past, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 7 Thy threat' nings wake my slumbering eyes And warn me where my danger lies; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a free but large reward. 8 Who knows the errors of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain : Accept my poor attempts of praise That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature, not in vain. -i s\-t Psalm 119. 7th Part. CM. 1U1» Imperfection of Nature, and Perfection of Scripture, Ver. 96. Paraphrased. 1 "jf ET all the heathen writers join A A To form one perfect book, Great God, if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look ! 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could show one sin forgiven, Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; But thine conduct to heaven 3 I've seen an end of what we call Perfection here below; How short the powers of nature fall, And can no farther go ! 4 Yet men would fain be just with God By works their hands have wrought ; But thy commands, exceeding broad. Extend to every thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame, And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. 6 Our faith and love, and every grace, Fall far below thy word ; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. SCRIPTURE. 1 /\q Psalm 119- 4th Part. CM. W3 &• Instruction front, Scripture. Ver. 9. HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And gxiard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. Ver. 130. When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. Ver. 105. 'Tis like the sun a heavenly light, That guides us all the day • And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. Ver. 99, 100. The men that keep thy law with care, And meditate thy word, Grow wiser than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. Ver. 104. 113. Thy precepts make me truly wise : I hate the sinner's road; [ hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. Ver. 89, 90, 91. [The starry heavens thy rule obey The earth maintains her place ; And these thy servants night and day Thy skill and power express : But still thy law and gospel, Lord, Have lessons more divine ; Not earth stands firmer than thy word, Nor stars so nobly shine.] Ver. 160. 140. 9. 116. Thy word is everlasting truth ; How pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth , And well support our age. 1r\