His flakes of snow like wool he sends,
And well the springing corn defends.
4. But he hath nobler works and ways,
To call his people to his praise :

To all our land his laws are shown;
His gospel's through the nation known.
HYMN 413 P. M.

1. HOW rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From thee our varied comforts spring:
Th' extended trade, the fruitful skies,
The blessings liberty bestows,

Th' eternal joys the gospel shows.All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2. Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, That pours from ev'ry foreign shore; Science and art their charms display: Religion teaches us to raise

Our voices to our Maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way. 3. With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs;

His pow'r and mercy we proclaim: This land through ev'ry age shall own, Jehovah here has fix'd his throne,

And triumph in his mighty name.

4. Long as the moon her course shal! run, Or man behold the circling sun,

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O still may God amidst us reign: Crown our just counsels with success, With peace and joy our borders bless, And all our sacred rights maintain. HYMN 414. C. M.

National security from God.

IN vain opposing nations rage,

If God with us abide:

One word of his dissolves their strength,
And humbles all their pride.

2. His wisdom sees correction meet;
He gives the dread command,

And war its desolation spreads
Through ev'ry trembling land.

3. His purpose wrought, again he speaks,
And desolations cease;

War's loud alarms are heard no more,
And all the world is peace.

4. Mortals, adore his sov'reign pow'r,
Nor dare provoke his rod :

Through all your various tribes be still,
And know that he is God.

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HYMN 415. L. M.

In time of war.

HILE sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the ground; To thee we look, on thee we call,

The Parent and the Lord of all.

2. Thou, who hast stamp'd on human kind
The image of a heav'n-born mind,
And in a Father's wide embrace
Hast cherish'd all the kindred race:
3. O see, with what insatiate rage
Thy sons their impious battles wage;
How spreads destruction like a flood,
And brothers shed their brothers' blood,
4. See guilty passions spring to birth
And deeds of hell deform the earth;
Whilst righteousness and justice mourn,
And love and pity droop forlorn.

5. Great God! whose powr'ful hand can bind
The raging waves, the furious wind:
O bid the human tempest cease,
And hush the madd'ning world to peace,
6. With rev'rence may each hostile land
Hear and obey that high command,
Thy Son's blest errand from above :-
"My creatures, live in mutual love!"
HYMN 416. s. M.

1.GOD, to correct the world,

In wrath is slow to rise;

But comes at length, in thunder cloth❜d,
And darkness veils the skies.

2. His banners, lifted high,

The nations' God declare,

And stain'd with blood, with terrors mark'd, Spread wonder and despair.

3. All earthly pomp and pride Are in his presence lost;

Empires o'erturn'd, thrones, sceptres, crowns In wild confusion tost.

4. While war and wo prevail,
And desolation wide;

In God, the sov'reign Lord of all,
The righteous still confide.

5. Mysterious is the course

Of his tremendous way:
His path is in the trackless winds,
And in the foaming sea.

6. Yet, though now wrapt in clouds,
And from our view conceal'd,
The righteous Judge will soon appear,
In majesty reveal'd!

7. He'll curb the lawless pow'r,
The deadly wrath of man;
And all the windings will unfold
Of his own gracious plan.

8. The sons of tyranny

In ruin shall be hurl'd;

And light, and liberty, and bliss,
Embrace the new-born world.

HYMN 417. L. M.

1.0 come, behold a scene of dread!

Behold a world with slaughter spread!
And know, 'tis God who bids each land
Thus feel the terrors of his hand.

2. 'Tis his again the earth to cheer,
To break the bow, to snap the spear,
To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car,
And hush the tumult of the war.

3. Behold us, Lord! oppress'd with wo,
As exil'd from thy care we go:
Rebuk'd for sin, chastis'd by thee,
Grant us again thy face to see.
4. O thou, the God whom we adore!
Our breaches heal, our peace restore.
Our hope, on man repos'd in vain,
O let thy strength, great God! sustain.
5. The objects of thy tend'rest love
O save, propitious from above!
Let us with them thy mercy share;
And hear, O hear our ceaseless pray❜r.
HYMN 418. L. M.

1. WE feel thy awful chast'ning rod,
Thy sov❜reign justice we adore;
Yet we approach thy feet, O God,
Thy boundless mercy to implore.
2. Teach us to mourn for all our guilt;
May reformation fill the land;
No more may human blood be spilt,
But love and joy each heart expand.
3. To thee, O Lord, to thee alone,

We look for help, while drown'd in tears.
Send down salvation from thy throne;
Subdue our hearts, remove our fears;
4. Unite our souls to trust thy grace;
Portentous, angry clouds dispel;
Let party-feuds no more have place,
Nor tongues be" set on fire of hell,"
5. May the kind spirit of thy Son

Preside and rule in ev'ry soul: That wars may cease, thy will be done, And praise resound from pole to pole. HYMN 419. c. M.

Prayer for victory over invading foes. 1. Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears,.

Thy wonders in their days perform'd,
And in more ancient years.

2. 'Twas not their courage, nor their sword To them salvation gave;

'Twas not their number, nor their strength,
That did their country save.

3. But thy right hand, thy pow'rful arm;
Whose succour they implor'd;
Thy providence protected those,
Who thy great name ador'd.

4. As thee, their God, our fathers own'd,
So thou art still our King.

O therefore, as thou did'st to them,
To us deliv'rance bring.

5. To thee, the glory we'll ascribe,
From whom salvation came;
In God our shield we will rejoice,
And ever bless thy name.

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HYMN 420. L. M.

NOW may the God of grace and pow'r
Attend his people's humble cry;

Defend them in the needful hour, And send deliv'rance from on high. 2. 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. 3. Some trust in horses train❜d for war,

And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are

From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts. 4. Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear; Now let our hope be firm and strong; 'Till thy salvation shall appear,

And hymns of peace conclude our song.
HYMN 421. L. M.

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Public Humiliation.

REAT framer of unnumber'd worlds,
And whom unnumber'd worlds adore!
Thy goodness all thy creatures share,
And nature trembles at thy pow'r.