2 Hard lot of mine! my days are cast Whose never ceasing brawlings waste 3 O might I fly to change my place, 5 New passions still their souls engage, 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, 1 PSALM 121. L. M. Sheffield. Truro. [*] [UP Divine Protection. TP to the hills I lift mine eyes, g 2 He lives! the everlasting God, Who buiit the world, who spread the flood -3 He guides our feet, he guards our way; o 4 Israel, a name divinely blest, -5 No sun shall smite thy head by day; o 6 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go, and still return, Safe in the Lord; his heavenly care Defends thy life from ev'ry snare. -7 On thee foul spirits have no power; e And, in thy last departing hour, Angels, who trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. 1 C. M. Mear. [*] Preservation by Day and Night. NO heaven I lift my waiting eyes, There all my hopes are laid; The Lord, who built the earth and skies, Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their feet shall never slide to fall, His ear attends the softest call; 3 He will sustain our weakest powers, And watch our most unguarded hours, 4 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure, His wakeful eyes employ his power 5 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon 6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, UPW P. M. Allerton. [*] God our Preserver. TPWARD I lift mine eyes, God is the tower -2 My feet shall never slide, Since God, my guard and guide, That never sleep, 3 No burning heats by day, o 4 Hast thou not given thy word, Nor fear to die, Till from on high, Thou call me home. PSALM 122. C. M. Hymn 2d. Bethlehem. [*] Going to Church. 01 HOW did my heart rejoice to hear • In Zion fet us all appear, g -2 I love her gates, I love the road! 3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown e The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there -4 He hears our praises, and complaints; b 5 Peace be within this sacred place, With holy gifts and heavenly grace, -6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, g Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, b 1 P. M. Dalston. [*] Joy in the Worship and Blessedness of Zion. o 'Come, let us seek our God to-day!' And there our vows and honours pay. -2 Zion, thrice happy place, e Adorn'd with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 Here David's greater Son He sits for grace and judgment here: He makes the sinner sad; -And humble souls rejoice with fear. b 4 May peace attend thy gate, • A thousand blessings on him rest! -5 My tongue repeats her vows'Peace to this sacred house !' -For here my friends and kindred dwell And since my glorious God 1 Repeat the 4th stanza, if necessary. PSALM 123. C. M. China. [*] Pleading with Submission. THOU, whose grace and justice reign, To thee our hearts would tell their pain, 2 As servants watch their master's hand, Or maids before their mistress stand, 3 So for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God; Yet wait the gracious moment still, 4 Those, who in wealth and pleasure live, And thy delays of mercy give Fresh courage to their pride 5 Our foes insult us, but our hope This thought shall bear our spirits up, PSALM 124. L. M Nantwich. Truro. [*] Song for Deliverance AD not the Lord, may Israel say, 1 maintain'd our side. When men, to make our lives a prey, 2 The swelling tide had stop'd our breath. We had been swallow'd deep in death- |