s 8 My song forever shall record 1 L. M. SECOND PART. Armley. [b] 1L Hast made thy truth and love appear; ORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere, Before mine eyes I set thy laws, And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. p 3 What sore temptations broke my rest! e What wars and strugglings in my breast, --But, thro' thy grace that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. 4 The sin that close besets me still, That works and strives against my will; e When shall thy Spirit's sov'reign pow'r Destroy it, that it rise no more? With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals their reward: The kind and faithful soul shall find A God as faithful and as kind. 6 The just and pure shall ever say, Thou art more pure, more just than they; o And men who love revenge shall know, u God hath an arm of vengeance too. L. M. THIRD PART. Quercy. Nantwich. [*] Ver. 30, 31, 34, 35, 36, &c. 1 e Rejoicing in GoD: or, Salvation and Triumph, JUST g Who is a God beside the Lord? -Or where's a refuge like our God? -2 'Tis he who girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield; And, while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. o 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock,) The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are broke; e. Sweet is the peace my Father gives. C -4 Before the scoffers of the age, 1 C. M. FIRST PART. Mear. [*] Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r, o 2 We fly to our eternal Rock, o 3 When God our leader shines in arms, -4 He rides upon the winged wind, In millions wait to know his mind, -5 He speaks-and at his fierce rebuke, His voice, his frown, his angry look, -6 He forms our gen'rals for the field, Gives them his awful sword to wield, The pow'rs that give his people rest, PSALM 19. S.M. 1st PART. Watchman. Sutton.[*] The book of Nature and the Scriptures. 1 BEHOLD, the lofty sky Declares its maker God; And all his starry works on high 3 In ev'ry diff'rent land, Their gen'ral voice is known; • 4 Ye Christian lands, rejoice, e 6 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit, His promises forever sure, And his rewards are great. S. M. SECOND PART. Dover. Pelham. [*] GOD's Word most excellent: or holy Fear. 3OW perfect is thy word! And all thy judgments just; For ever sure thy promise, Lord, 4 My gracious God, how plain But find the path to heav'n. 5 I hear thy word with love, Send thy good Spirit from above 6 O who can ever find e Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind, 7 Warn me of ev'ry sin, And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, 1 TH L. M. Green's. Leeds. [*] Nature and Scripture compared. HE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines; o 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 pow'r 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 touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 04 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. e 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise; -Bless the dark world with heavenly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. g 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 heav'n, P. M. St. Helen's. [*] b 5 e The Book of Revelation. I what light and joy these leaves afford; To souls benighted and distrest! -Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, 6 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw; These are my study and delight: › Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd, Appears so pleasing to the sight. e 7 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes, And warn me where my danger lies; 0 But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, And gives a free, but large reward. e 8 Who knows the errours of his tho'ts? 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. PSALM 20. L. M. Blendon. [*] Prayer and Hope of Victory. Now may the God of pow'r and grace Jehovah hears when Israel prays, Succour and strength when Zion calls. From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts. |