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6 Change is an ever fruitful fource
Of cares that harrafs man ;

But onward moves in even course
Thy undisturbed plan.

CCLXXVII. Com. Met. UNKNOWN.

Creation and Providence.

SING th' almighty power of God,

'I That bade creation rife;

That spread the flowing feas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

2 Which joined with wifdom did ordain
The fun to rule the day;
And moon with her attendant train
A milder light difplay.

3 I fing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.

4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed,
Where'er I turn my eye;

If I furvey the ground I tread,
Or gaze upon the sky!

5 In every plant and flower below

Thy glorious hand we own;
And clouds are raised, and tempefts blow,
To make thy wisdom known.

6 Where'er created being is,

The eye of God is there;

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And life, and good, and varied blifs
Spring from a Maker's care.

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7 His providence around me thrown
Preferves, protects, fupplies;
While happiness, on earth unknown,
Awaits beyond the fkies.

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CCLXXVIII, Com. Met.

YE

PATRICK.

Affectionate Praife of a good GOD.

E fervants of th' almighty King,
Who heaven and earth did frame,
Who on his word attendant wait,
Praise ye his glorious name.

2 To praife is eminently yours,
Who are your Maker's choice;
The more you are to God endeared,
The more in God rejoice.

3 O let the goodness of the Lord
Your beft affections move;
Your inward pleasure will increase
Together with your love.

4 In him do all perfections meet,'
His glory knows no bound;
Whate'er exalts and graces mind
In him fupreme is found.

5 Though wondrous power and wisdom shine
In all that God has made;
Yet goodness is in all his works

More gloriously displayed.

6 Then may the goodnefs of the Lord
Your beft affections raife;

And all the foul's fincereft joy
Spring from your virtuous praise.

Com.

CCLXXIX.

I

HA

Com. Met. DODDRIDGE.

The benign Miffion of CHRIST.

Ark! the glad found! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promifed long!
heart prepare a throne,

Let every

And every voice a fong.

2 On him the spirit largely poured
Exerts its facred fire;

Wisdom, and fanctity, and love,
His heavenly breaft infpire.

3 He comes, the prisoners to release
In Satan's bondage held;

The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 He comes, from thickeft films of vice
To clear the mental ray,

And on the eye opprefl with night
Το pour celeftial day.

5 He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The wounded foul to cure,

And with the treasures of his grace
Enrich the humble poor.

6 Our glad Hofannahs, Prince of
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.

peace,

Com.

Ι

CCLXXX. Com. Met. WATTS.

Salvation from the LORD.

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EGIN, my tongue, the nobleft theme,
The dearest theme of man :

What fo deferves his best esteem,
As God his Saviour's plan?

2 Proclaim falvation from the Lord
For finful dying men;

His hand hath writ the facred word
With an unerring pen.

3 Engraved as in eternal brafs

The gracious promise shines ;
Nor can the powers of darkness rafe
The everlasting lines.

4 His facred word of grace is ftrong,
As that which built the fkies;

The voice, which rolls the ftars along,
Speaks all the promises.

CCLXXXI. Proper Metre. WATTS.
The excellent Character of CHRIST.

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OIN all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love and power,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:

All are too mean
To speak his worth,

Too mean to fet
My Saviour forth.

2 In form of mortal man,

But with a heavenly mind,
He comes to heal our woes,
He comes to blefs our kind:

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Commiffioned from
His Father's throne,
To make his grace

To mortals known.

3 Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless thy name;
By thee the joyful news

Of our falvation came;
The joyful news

Of fins forgiven,
Of hell fubdued,

And peace with heaven.

4 Then let my foul arife,
And tread the tempter down;
My captain leads me forth
To conqueft and a crown:
A feeble faint

Shall win the day,
Though death and hell
Obftruct the way.

CCLXXXII.

Short Metre.

The Mercy of the Gospel dear to Mar.

R

EDEEMER of loft man,

Who can thy goodness show!
From thee the meffages of God
With grace inviting flow.

2. Sweet mercy's plea was heard,
And joy thro' heaven was fpread;
Tidings of peace to man were fent,
And fin and forrow. fled.

3 Obdurate

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