Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, lest I stray.

6 O who can ever find

The errours of his ways?

e Yet with a bold presumpt'ous mind, I would not dare transgress.

-8

Warn me of ev'ry sin,

Forgive my secret faults,

And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.
While with my heart and tongue,
I spread thy praise abroad;
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God.

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L. M. Green's. Leeds. [*]

THE

Nature and Scripture compared.

HE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines, But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. -2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy pow'r confess; o But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

-3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise, Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. o 4 Nor will thy spreading gospel rest, "Till thro' the world thy truth has run; 'Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. e 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise; -Bless the dark world with heav'nly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. g 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv❜n: Lord cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven.

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P. M. Cumberland. [*]

The Book of Nature and Scripture.

[G Declares the glories of thy name; [frame

REAT God, the heaven's well order'd

There thy rich works of wonder shine:
A thousand starry beauties there,
A thousand radiant marks appear,

Of boundless power and skill divine.
2 From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light,
Lectures of heav'nly wisdom read;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise,
And neither sound nor language need.
o 3 Yet their divine instructions run,
Far as the journeys of the sun;

And ev'ry nation knows their voice:
The sun, like some young bridegroom dress'd,
Breaks from the chambers of the east;

Rolls round and makes the earth rejoice.
g 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad,
He smiles and speaks his maker God;
All nature joins to show thy praise;
Thus God in ev'ry creature shines:
-Fair is the book of nature's lines;
But fairer is the book of grace.}

PAUSE.

b 5 I love the volumes of thy word;-
What light and joy these leaves afford,
To souls benighted and distress'd!
Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,

Thy promise leads my heart to rest.
6 From the discov'ries of thy law,
The perfect rules of life I draw

These are my study and delight:
b Not honey so invites the taste,
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd,
Appears so pleasing to the sight.

e 7 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,

That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,

And gives a free, but large reward.

e 8 Who knows the errours of his thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults,

And from presumptuous sins restrain:
-Accept my poor attempts of praise,
That I have read thy book of grace,
And book of nature not in vain.

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PSALM 20. L. M. Blendon. [*]

Prayer and Hope of Victory.

NOW may

TOW may the God of power and grace
Attend his people's humble cry!
Jehovah hears when Israel prays,
And brings deliv'rance from on high.
2 The name of Jacob's God defends,
Better than shields or brazen walls;
He from his sanctuary sends

Succour and strength when Zion calls.

e 3 Well he remembers all our sighs,
His love exceeds our best deserts;
His love accepts the sacrifice-
Of humble groans and broken hearts.
• 4 In his salvation is our hope;
And in the name of Israel's God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up,
Our navies spread their flags abroad.
-5 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts;
o Our surest expectations are

From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts.

6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name, Inspire our armies for the fight! d Our foes shall fall and die with shame, Or quit the field with shameful flight.] - Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Now let our hope be firm and strong; o Till thy salvation shall appear, s And joy and triumph raise the song.

PSALM 21. C. M. Sunday. [*]
Our Country the Care of Heaven.

OUR land, O Lord, with songs of praise

Shall in thy strength rejoice;

And, blest with thy salvation, raise
To heaven their cheerful voice.

2 Thy sure defence, through nations round,
Has spread our wondrous name;
And our successful actions crown'd
With dignity and fame.

3 Then let our land on God alone
For timely aid rely;

His mercy, which adorns his throne,
Shall all our wants supply.

4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand;
Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
Who hate all just command.

5 When thou against them dost engage,
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage,

Their hopes and them consume.

6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And thus exalt thy fame;

Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.]

L. M. Castle-street. [*]

V. 1-9. Christ exalted to the Kingdom.

DAVID rejoic'd in God his strength,

Rais'd to the throne by special grace; o But Christ the Son appears at length, Fulfils the triumphs and the praise. -2 How great is the Messiah's joy, In the salvation of thy hand!

g Lord thou hast rais'd his kingdom high,
And giv'n the world to his command.
-3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will,
Nor does the least request withhold
Blessings of love prevent him still,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.
g 4 Honour and majesty divine
Around his sacred temples shine,

Blest with the favour of thy face,
And length of everlasting days.

e [5 Thine hand shall find out all his foes,
And as the fiery oven glows

With raging heat and living coals,

So shall thy wrath devour their souls.]

PSALM 22. C. M. 1st Part. Canterbury.[]
V. 1—16. The Sufferings and Death of Christ.
1 [WHY has my God my soul forsook,
W
Nor will a smile afford?

(Thus David once in anguish spoke,
And thus our dying Lord.)

2 Though 'tis my chief delight to dwell,
Among thy praising saints;
Yet thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.

3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliv'rance found:
But I'm a worm despis'd of men,
And trodden to the ground.

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my sou to scorn;

1

In vain he trusts in God,' they cry,
'Neglected and forlorn.'

5 But thou art he who form'd my flesh,
By thine almighty word;

And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.

6 Why will my Father hide his face,
When foes stand threatening round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not a helper found?

PAUSE.

Behold thy darling left among
The cruel and the proud;

As bulls of Bashan fierce and strong,

As lions roaring loud.

From earth and hell my sorrows meet,

To multiply the smart;

They nail my hands, they pierce my feet,
And try to vex my heart.