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3 With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown,

We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, Thou art our joy, and Thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 5 When death shall interrupt these songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Unchanging God! thy love shall be Our theme throughout eternity.


A new year's song of praise.
Isa. xlvi, 3, 4.

1 GOD of our life! thy various praise
Let mortal voices sound;

Thy hand revolves our fleeting days,
And brings the seasons round.

2 To Thee shall annual incense rise,
Our Father and our Friend;
While annual mercies from the skies
In genial streams descend.

3 In every scene of life, thy care,
In every age, we see;

And constant as thy favours are,
So let our praises be.

C. M.

4[Still may thy love in every scene,
In every age, appear;

And let the same compassion deign
To bless the opening year.]

5 Oh! keep each fond and foolish heart
From anxious passions free;
Teach us, when earthly joys depart,
To find our rest in Thee.

6 If mercy smile, let mercy bring
Our wand'ring souls to God;
So in affliction we may sing,
If Thou wilt bless the rod.

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1 FOUNTAIN of mercy! God of love!
How rich thy bounties are!
The rolling seasons, as they move,
Proclaim thy constant care.

2 When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,

Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth,
And sent the early rain.

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord! was thine; The plants in beauty grew;

Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine,
And mild refreshing dew.

4 These various mercies from above
Matured the swelling grain;

A kindly harvest crowns thy love,
And plenty fills the plain.

5 We own and bless thy gracious sway;
Thy hand all nature hails;
Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day,
Summer nor winter, fails.

5th of November.


Praise for National deliverance.

L. M.

2 Sam. xxii, 1-3. Ezra ix, 13, 14. Ps. cxxiv, 1-3.
1 WHILE Britain, favour'd of the skies,
Recalls the wonders God hath wrought,
Let grateful joy adoring rise,

And warm to rapture every thought.
2 When wicked men combined their power,
And doom'd these isles their certain prey,
Thy hand forbad the fatal hour;

Their evil plots in ruin lay.

3 Again our restless, cruel foes Resumed, avow'd, a fresh design; Again to save us God arose,

And Britain owns the hand Divine

4 Such great deliv'rance God has wrought,
And still the gracious care of heav'n
Has down to us salvation brought;
All praise to God, our God, be giv'n!

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1 LORD of heaven, and earth, and ocean,
Hear us from thy bright abode,
While our hearts with deep devotion
Own their great and gracious God!
Source, reveal'd in sacred story,

Of each good and perfect thing!
Lord of life, and light, and glory!
Guide thy Church, and guard our Queen!

2 Thee with humble adoration

Laud we now for mercies past;
Still to this most favour'd nation
May those mercies ever last!
Britons then, through future story,
With their prayers shall praises sing;
Lord of life, and light, and glory!

Guide thy Church, and guard our Queen!



Blessings implored on our Sovereign.

L. M.

Ps. cxliv, 10. Prov. viii, 15. Rom. xiii, 1-4.

1 O KING of kings! thy blessing shed
On our anointed Sovereign's head;
And, looking from thy throne in heav'n,
Protect the crown Thyself hast giv❜n.

2 Her with thy choicest mercies bless;
To all her counsels give success;
In war, in peace, thy succour bring;
Thy strength command: God save the Queen!

3 Her may we honour and obey;

Uphold her right and lawful sway;
Rememb'ring that the powers that be
Are ministers ordain'd of Thee.

4 Thou, ever mindful of her want,
Through all her days thy favour grant;
And bid the golden circlet spread
Its purest splendours round her head.

5 And, oh! when earthly thrones decay,
And earthly kingdoms fade away,
Grant her throne in worlds on high,
A crown of immortality!

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