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2 In vain we trace creation o'er,

In search of sacred rest,
The whole creation is too poor

To make us fully blest.
3 In vain would this low world employ

Each flattering specious wile, For what can yield a real joy

But our Creator's smile?
4 Let earth with all her charms depart,

Unworthy of the mind;
In God alone our restless heart

An equal bliss can find.
5 Great Source of all felicity,

To thee our wishes tend !
Do not these wishes rise from thee,

And in thy favour end ?
6 Thy favour, Lord, is all we want,

Here would our fpirit rest;
O seal the rich, the boundless grant,
And make us fully blest.


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Plalm IV. ver. 8. Long Metre. [x]

An Evening Song.
HUS far the Lord has led me on,

Thus far his power prolongs my days,
And every evening shall make known

Some fresh memorial of his grace.
2 Much of my time has run to waste,

And I perhaps am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past,

And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep,

Peace is the pillow for my head ;


fear :

His ever watchful eye shall keep

Its constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids

my O may thy presence ne'er depart; And in the morning let me hear

The love and kindness of thy heart.
5 Thus when the night of death shall come,

My flesh shall rest beneath the ground;
And wait thy voice to break the tomb,
With glad falvation in the sound.


PCalm v. Common Metre.

For the Lord's Day Morning.


, halt hear

My voice ascending high;
To thee will I address my prayer,

To thee direct mine eye.
2 Thou art a God before whose fight

The wicked shall not stand; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

Nor dwell at thy right hand. 3 But to thy house will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thy holy court,

And worship in thy fear.
4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet


of truth and grace ; Make every path of duty straight

And plain before my face.
The men who love and fear thy name,

Shall see their hopes fulfillid;
The mighty God will compass them
With favour, as a fhield,



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Psalm VI. . Common Metre.

Prayer in Sickness.

Lord, rebuke me not,
But fpare a wretch forlorn;
Correct me not in thy fierce wrath,

Too heavy to be borne.
2 Sorrow and pain consume the day,

I waste the night with cries, Counting the minutes as they pass,

Till the flow morning rise. 3 My tortur'd flesh distracts my mind,

And fills my soul with grief ; How long, O Lord, wilt thou delay

To grant me thy relief? 4 The gloomy shades of death cannot

Thy glorious acts proclaim ; No pris'ner of the filent grave

Can magnify thy name.
He hears when duft and ashes pray,

He pities all my groans ;
He saves me for his mercy's sake,

And heals my broken bones.
6 The virtue of his sovereign word

Restores my fainting breath : To him will I devote that life Which he has sav'd from death.

TATE and WATTS united and varied. Psalm VII.

Common Metre. [X or b]

Confidence in God.
TY trust is in my heavenly friend,

My hope in
Rife, and my helplefs life defend
From those who seek my blood.




2 If malice lurk'd within my heart,

Before thy piercing eyes ;
I should not dare appeal to thee,

Nor ask my God to rise.
3 Impartial Judge of all the world,

I trust my cause to thee ; According to my righteousness

So let thy sentence be.
4 Let wicked arts of wicked men

Be wholly overthrown ;
But guard the juft, O God, to whom

The hearts of both are known. 5 Then will I all the righteous ways

Of Providence proclaim ;
I'll sing the praise of God most high,
And celebrate his name.

Tate and Watrs united.

Psalm VIII. Common Metre. [* or b]

Divine Condescenfion.

Within this earthly frame, Through all the world, how great art thou !

How glorious is thy name ! 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high,

Employs my wond'ring fight; The moon that nightly rules the sky,

With stars of feebler light ; 3 Lord, what is man ! that thou should'st choose

To keep him in thy mind ! Or what his race, that thou should It prove

To them so wondrous kind ! 4 Him next in power thou didst create

To thy celestial train ;

Ordain'd with dignity and state

O'er all thy works to reign. 5 They jointly own his powerful sway,

The beasts that prey or graze ; The bird that wings its airy way,

The fish that cuts the seas.
6 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow,

Within this earthly frame,
Thro' all the world, how great art thou !
How glorious is thy name !




Psalm VIII. Long Metre.

Adam and Chriff, or the old ond new Creation. ORD, what was man when made at first,

Adam, the offspring of the dust, That thou should'st set him, and his race,

But just below an angel's place!
2 That thou should'st raise his nature so,

And make him Lord of all below ;
Make ev'ry beast and bird submit,

And lay the fishes at his feet! 3 But what sublimer 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 the world from death and sin:
But he shall reign with power divine.

3 The world to come, redeem'd from all

The miseries that attend the fall,
New made and glorious fhall subunit
At our exaired Savicur's feet.


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