And loud proclaim thy healing breath,
Which gives them life who wrought thy death.

DODDRIDGE.

HYMN LXIII. Common Metre. * or

Walking by Faith.

1 FAITH is the brightest evidence
Of things beyond our sight;
It pierces through the veil of sense,
And dwells in heavenly light.

2 It sets time past in present view,
Brings distant prospects home
Of things a thousand years ago,
Or thousand years to come.

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3 By faith we know the world was made
By God's almighty word;

We know the heavens and earth shall fade,
And be again restor❜d.

4 Abrah'm obey'd the Lord's command,
From his own country driven;
By faith he sought a promis'd land,
But found his rest in heaven.

5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray,
The promise in our eye;

By faith we walk the narrow way,

That leads to joy on high.

Altered from WATTS.

HYMN LXIV. Long Metre. or b
Preparation for religious Worship.

1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone, Let my religious hours alone;

From flesh and sense I would be free,
And hold communion, Lord, with thee.

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2 My healt grows warm with holy fire,
And kindies with a pure desire,

To see thy grace, to taste thy love,
And feel thine influence from above.
3 When I can say that God is mine,
When I can see thy glories shine;
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that men call rich and great.
4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,
To cheer me in this barren land!
And in thy temple let me know
The joys that from thy presence flow.

HYMN LXV.

Altered from WATTS.

Common Metre,

The Success of the Gospel.

1 FATHER, is not thy promise sure
To thy exalted Son?

That through the nations of the earth
Thy word of life shall run !

2 "Ask and receive the heathen lands,
For thine inheritance,

And to the world's remotest ends
Thy empire shall advance."

3 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews
Shall their Redeemer own?
Whilst Gentiles to his standard crowd,
And bow before his throne ?

4 Are not all kingdom.s, tribes and tongues, Beneath the arch of heaven,

To the dominion of thy Son,
Without exception, given?

5 From east to west, from north to south,
Then be his name ador'd,

Let earth with all its millions shout
Hosanna to the Lord.

RIPPON'S Collection.

HYMN LXVI. Common Metre. or b
The Lord's Prayer.

1 FATHER of all! Eternal Mind!
Thou great and good alone!
Thy children, form'd and bless'd by thee,
Approach thy sacred throne.

2 Thy name in hallow'd strains be sung!
We join the solemn praise,

To thy great name with heart and tongue, Our cheerful homage raise.

3 Thy righteous, mild, and equal reign,
Let every being own;

And in our minds, thy work divine,
Erect thy gracious throne.

4 As angels, round thy seat above,
Thy blest commands fulfil;
So may thy creatures here below,
Perform thy heavenly will.

5 On thee we day by day depend,
Our daily wants supply;

And feed with truth and virtue pure,
Our souls which never die.

6 Extend thy grace to every fault,
And let thy love forgive;

Teach us divine forgiveness too,
Nor let resentment live.

7 Where tempting snares beset the way,
Permit us not to tread ;

Avert the threat'ning evil near,
From our unguarded head.

8 Thy sacred name we thus adore,
And bow before thy throne;
For kingdom, power and glory, Lord,
Belong to thee alone.

Liverpool Collection.

HYMN LXVII. Common Metre. *
The Universal Prayer.

1 FATHER of all! whose cares extend,
To earth's remotest shore ;
Through every age let praise ascend,
And every clime adore.

2 Yet not to earth's contracted span,
Thy goodness let me bound;
Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round.
3 To thee, whose presence fills all space,
The earth, the air, the skies;
One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise !

4 Father of all! whose tender care
Does every want supply;
To thee I pour the fervent prayer,
And raise the filial eye.

5 What blessings thy free bounty gives
Let me not cast away;
Who gratefully enjoys and lives,
Does the best homage pay.

6 Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent,

At aught thy wisdom has denied,
Or aught thy goodness lent.
7 Teach me to feel another's woe,
To hide the faults I see;

That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.

8 Let not this weak unknowing hand
Presume thy bolts to throw,

And deal destruction round the land,
On each I judge thy foe.

9 If I am right, thy grace impart,
Still in the right to stay;
If I am wrong, O teach my

To find that better way.

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10 This day, be bread and peace my lot; But, all beneath the sun,

Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not;

Then let thy will be done.

Altered from POPE.

HYMN LXVIII. Common Metre. * or b

Prudence.

1 FATHER of light! conduct my feet
Through life's dark, dangerous road;
Let each advancing step still bring
Me nearer to my God.

2 Let heav'n ey'd prudence be my guide,
And when I go astray,
Recal my feet from folly's path,
To wisdom's better way.

3 Teach me in every various scene
To keep my end in sight;

And whilst I tread life's mazy track,
Let wisdom guide me right.

4 That heavenly wisdom from above
Abundantly impart ;

And let it guard, and guide, and warm,
And penetrate my heart,

5 Till it shall lead me to thyself,

Fountain of bliss and love.