105. L. M. Liverpool Liturgy. The Universality of Divine Providence. 3 Nor to the human race alone, 4 Not ev❜n a sparrow yields its breath, 106. C. M. Mr. Addison. Gratitude for continued Providence. · WMy happy soul surveys; HEN all thy mercies, O my God! Transported with the view, I'm lost 3 Unnumber'd comforts, Lord of all, Before my infant heart conceiv'd From whom those comforts flow'd. 4 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran; Thy arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 5 When worn by sickness oft hast thou And when in sins and sorrows sunk, 6 Thy bounteous hand, with various good, 7 Through ev'ry period of my life, Prayer for the Divine blessing on the word preached. 1 NOW may the Spirit's holy fire, Descending from above, His waiting family inspire,, With joy, and peace, and love! 3 Touch with a living coal the lip, 1 108. C. M. Another. ONCE more we come before our God, Once more his blessing ask; O may not duty seem a load, Nor worship prove a task! 2 Father, thy quick'ning spirit send To make our waiting minds attend. 3 May we receive the word we hear, Hoard up the precious treasure there, 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, And let the seed thy servant sows, 5 Bid the refreshing north wind wake Let every plant the pow'r partake, 6 Revive the parch'd with heav'nly showers The cold with warnith divine; 1 And as the benefit is ours, Be all the glory thine! 109. L. M. Dr. Watts. The Benefit of public Ordinances. Away from earth our souls retreat! And learn the wonders of thy pow'r! And prayer bears a quick return 4 [If Satan rage and sin grow strong, Here we receive some cheering word; To fight the battles of the Lord. 5 Or if our spirit faints and dies, (Our conscience gall'd with inward stings) Here doth the righteous sun arise With healing beams beneath his wings.] 6 Father, my soul would still abide Within thy temple, near thy side; But if my feet must hence depart, Still keep thy dwelling in my heart! 110. C. M. Dr. Waits. Public Thanks for private Deliverances. 1 W Psalm cxvi. 12, &c. HAT shall I render to my God My feet shall visit thine abode, 2 Among the saints that fill thine house 3 How much is mercy thy delight, How dear thy servants in thy sight! 4 How happy all thy servants are, My life, which thou hast made thy care, 111. L. M. Dr. Watts. Public Prayer and Praise. Psalm lxv. 1 THE praise of Sion waits for thee, My God; and praise becomes thy house: There shall thy saints thy glory see, And there perform their public vows. 2 O Thou, whose mercy bends the skies To save, when humble sinners pray; All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, And islands of the northern sea. 3 Against my will my sins prevail But grace shall purge away their stain; 4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, F 1 112. L. M. Dr. Watts. God's Condescension to our Worship. And please his ears with Gabriel's songs; Words are but air, and tongues but clay; 113. C. M. Dr. Watts. Sincerity and Hypocrisy; or, Formality in Worship. John, iv. 24. Ps. cxxxix. 23, 24. 1 GOD is a Spirit just and wise, He sees our inmost mind; In vain to heav'n we raise our cries, 2 Nothing but truth before his throne The painted hypocrites are known 4 Lord, search my thoughts and try my way 8, 114. C. M. Dr. Watts. Fervency of Devotion desired. 3 OME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, COME With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold bearts of ours! |