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2 He knows how soon our nature dies,
Blasted by ev'ry wind that flies;
Like grass we spring, and die as soon,
Or morning flow'rs that fade at noon.
3 But his eternal love is sure

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To all the saints, and shall endure;
From age to age his truth shall reign,
Nor children's children hope in vain.

74. P. M. Dr. Doddridge.

The Eternal God his People's Refuge.
Deut. xxxiii. 27.

BEHOLD the great eternal God,

Spreads everlasting arms abroad,
And calls our souls to shelter there!
Wonders of mingled pow'r and grace,
To all his Israel he displays,

Guarded from danger, and from fear.
2 Thither my feeble soul shall fly,
When terrors press and death is nigh
And there will I delight to dwell:
On that high tow'r I rear my head
Serene, nor knows my heart to dread,
Amidst surrounding pow'rs of hell.
3 The shadow of th' Almighty's wings,
Composure unmolested brings,

While threat'ning horrors round me crowd.
In vain the storms of rattling hail,
The walls of this retreat assail,

And the wild tempest roars aloud. 4 In londer strains my fearless tongue Shall warble its victorious song,

My father's graces to proclaim;
He bears his infant offspring on,
To glory radiant as his throne,
And joys eternal as his name!

75. C. M. Dr. Doddridge.
Abba; Father. Gal. iv. 6.

SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high,

Allow my

claim!

Nor while a worm would raise its head,

Disdain a Father's name.

2 My Father God! how sweet the sound! How tender and how dear!

Not all the harmony of heav'n
Could so delight the ear.

3 Coine, sacred Spirit! seal the name
On my expanding heart;

And show that in Jehovah's grace
I share a filial part.

4 Cheer'd by a signal so divine,
Unwavering I believe;
And Abba, Father, humbly cry,
Nor can the sign deceive.

76. C. M. Dr Watts.

God our only Happiness. Psalm lxxiii. 25.

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My everlasting, All,

Y God, my portion, and my love,

I've none but thee in heav'n above,
Or on this earthly ball.

2 [What empty things are all the skies,
And this inferior clod!

There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.]

3 To thee we owe our wealth and friends,
And health and safe abode :
Thanks to thy name for meaner things;
But they are not my God.

4 How vain a toy is glitt'ring wealth,
If once compar'd to thee!

Or what's my safety or my health,
Or all my friends to me?

5 were I possessor of the earth,
And call'd the stars my own:
Without thy graces and thyself,
I were a wretch undone.

6 Let others stretch their arms like seas,
And grasp in all the shore;

Grant me the visits of thy face,
And I desire no more.

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77. P. M. Dr. Watts.

The God of the Gentiles. Psalm xcvi.
1 ET all the earth their voices raise
To sing the choicest psalm of praise,
To sing and bless Jehovah's name:
His glory let the Heathens know,
His wonders to the nations show,
And all his saving works proclaim.
2 The Heathens know thy glory, Lord:
The wond'ring nations read thy word;
In Britain is Jehovah known:
Our worship shall no more be paid
To Gods which mortal hands have made;
Our Maker is our God alone.

3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky,
He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns complete in glory there;
His beams are majesty and light;
His beauties how divinely bright!
His temple how divinely fair!

4 Come the great day! the glorious hour!
When earth shall feel his saving pow'r,
And barb'rous nations fear his name:
Then shall the race of man confess
The beauty of his holiness,

And in his courts his grace proclaim.

78. C. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems. God transcendently glorious through the medium of the Gospel. Isa. xliv. 23 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines!

How high thy wonders rise!

Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies.

9 But when we view the strange design To save rebellious worms,

Where vengeance and compassion join, In their divinest forms:

3 Our thoughts are lost in reverend awe, We love and we adore; The first archangel never saw

So much of God before.

4 Here the whole Deity is known,
Nor dares a creature guess

Which of the glories brightest shone,
The justice or the grace.

5 When sinners broke the Father's laws, The dying Son atones:

O! the dear mysteries of his cross,
The triumph of his groans.

6 Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heav'nly plains;

Sweet cherubs learn Immanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.
"O may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!

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Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.

79. L. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems. God exalted above all Praise.

ETERNAL the grandeur et god

TERNAL Pow'r! whose high abode

Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds.

2 The lowest step above thy feet
Rises too high for Gabriel's seat:
In vain the tall arch-angel tries

To reach the height with wond'ring eyes.

3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do!
We would adore our Maker too;
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
The great, the holy, and the high!

4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame,
And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name;
But O, the glories of thy mind

Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.

5 God is in heaven, but man below,
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
A sacred reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

CREATION, &c.

80. L. M. Mr. Needham.

A summary View of the Creation.

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Gen. 1.

Look
With your glad notes his praise rehearse,
Who form'd the mighty universe.

swells above the skies;

OOK up, ye saints, direct your eyes

2 He spake, and from the womb of night
At once sprang up the cheering light;
Him, discord heard, and at his nod
Beauty awoke, and spoke the God.
3 The word he gave, th' obedient sun
Began his glorious race to run;
Nor silver moon, nor stars delay,
To glide along th' ethereal way.
4 Teeming with life, air, earth, and sea,
Obey th Almighty's high decree;
To every tribe he gives their food,
Then speaks the whole divinely good.
5 But, to complete the wondrous plan,
From earth and dust he fashions man;
In man the last, in him the best,
The Maker's image stands confest.
6 Lord, while thy glorious works I view,
Form thou my heart and soul anew;
Here, bid thy purest light to shine,
And beauty glow with charms divine.

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81. C. M. Dr. Watts's Lyric Poems.
Creating Wisdom.

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TERNAL Wisdom! thee we praise,
Thee the creation sings:

With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven's high palace rings.

Thy hand how wide it spread the sky!

How glorious to behold!

Ting'd with a blue of heavenly dye,

And starr'd with sparkling gold.

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