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2 Angels that make thy church their care
Shall witness my devotions there,
To thy fair temple in the skies.
I'll sing the wonders of thy word;
So much thy power and glory show. 4 To God I cried when troubles rose; He heard
and subdued my foes; He did my rising fears controul,
And strength diffus'd through all my soul. . 5 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by thy hand;
And keep my dying faith alive.
To save from sorrows and from sins ;
The omnipresence of God. 1 LORD, thou hast search'd and seen me through;
Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
My heart and flesh, with all their powers.
every side I find thy hand ; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God. 3 If up to heaven I take my flight,
'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light;
4 If mounted on a morning ray,
I fly beyond the western sea,
And there arrest thy fugitive.
Beneath the spreading veil of night;
Would kindle darkness into day.
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest !
A morning prayer.
rash and heedless word;
prove, How much I prize their faithful love.
And by my
For deliverance from spiritual enemies.
HEAR me, O Lord, in my distress;
Assistance and victory in the spiritual warfare. 1 FOR ever blessed be the Lord, My Saviour and
To arm me for the field.
When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care;
And guards me through the war.
Does my weak
And his shall be the praise.
My God, my heavenly King ;
In sounds of glory sing.
His goodness to the skies;
And every want supplies.
On thee for daily food;
And fills their mouth with good.
How slow thine
To cheer the souls he loves.
Thy power and praise proclaim;
Delight to bless thy name.
anger moves !
PSALM 146. Praise to God for his goodness and mercy. 1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath; And, when
voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely
On Israel's God: he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train :
And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord gives eyesight to the blind;
The Lord supports the sinking mind;
And sends the labouring conscience peace:
And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 I'll praise him while he gives me breath;
And, when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler powers :
Or immortality endures.
PSALM 147. Praise the christian's duty and privilege. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord; ’tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise ;