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6 Through this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heav'nly seat;
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more!

85. C. M. Steele.

Creation and Providence. LORPerohen boer med stored, thought surveys All nature joins to teach thy praise,

And bid our souls adore.
? Where'er we turn our gazing eyes,

Thy radiant footsteps shine;
Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise,

And speak their source divine.
3 The living tribes of countless forms

In earth, and sea, and air,
The meanést flies, the smallest worms,

Almighty pow'r declare.
4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord,

In all thy works appear:
And O! let man thy praise record-

Man, thy distinguish'd care!
6 From thee the breath of life he drew,

That breath thy pow'r maintains; Thy tender mercy ever new

His brittle frame sustains. 6 On us, thy Providence has shone

With gentle smiling, rays;
O!

may our lips and lives make known
Thy goodness and thy praise.

PROVIDENCE.

86. L. M. Dr. Watts. Praise for common and special Mercies.

Psalm Ixviii. Third Part. 1 W ;

E bless the Lord, the just, the good, Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our days with rich sapplies.

2 He sends the sun his circuit round,

To cheer the fruit, to warm the ground;
He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain,

Refresh the thirsty earth again.
3 'Tis to his care we owe ogr breath,

And all our near escapes from death;
Safety and health to God belong;

He heals the weak and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove

The common blessings of his love:
But the wide diff'rence that remains

Is endless joy, or endless pains.
5 The Lord that bruis'd the serpent's head,
On all the serpent's seed shall tread';
The stubborn sinner's hope confound,

And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his right-hand his saints shall raise

From the deep earth, or deeper seas;
And bring them to his courts above,
There shall they taste his special love!

87. C. M. Steele.
Praise for the Blessings of Providence

and Grace. 1 Kind guardian of my days,

, Lord ! Thy mercies let my heart record

In songs of grateful praise.
2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame

Was thy indulgent care,
Long ere I could pronounce thy name,

Or breathe the infant pray'r.
3 Each rolling year new favours brought

From thy exhaustless store;
Bat ah! in vain my lab'ring thought

Would count thy mercies o'er. 4 While sweet reflection, through my days,

Thy bounteous hand would trace;
Still dearer blessings claim my praise,
The blessings of thy grace.

5 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord !

For favours more divine;
That I have known thy sacred word,
Where all thy glories shine.
6 Lord, when this inortal frame decays,

And every weakness dies,
Complete the wonders of thy grace,

And raise me to the skies.
7 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite,

In more exalted lays,
And join the happy sons of light

In everlasting praise ! 88. L. M. Dr. Watts. Ps. xxxyi. 59. General Providence and special Grace. 1 TIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God,

Hi Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud

That veils and darkens thy desigus! 2 For ever firm thy Justice stands,

As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands;

1 by judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large,

Both man and beast thy bounty share;
The whole creation is thy charge,

But saints are thy peculiar care.
4 My God! how excellent thy grace!

Whence all my hope and comfort springs: The song of Adam in distress

Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house

We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy like a river flows,

And brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain, rich and free,

Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see

The glories promis'd in thy word

89. C. M. Dr. Watts. The Providence of God in successive Seasons.

Psalm Ixv. Second Part. 1' TISG toy eternal power!

FIS by thy strength the mountains stand,' The sea grows calin at thy command,

And tempests cease to roar.
2 Thy morning light and evening shade

Successive comforts bring;
Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,

Thy flow'rs adorn the spring.
3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours,

Heav'n, earth, and air, are thine;
When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs,

The author is divine.
4 Those wand'ring cisterns of the sky,

Borne by the wind around,
With wat'ry treasures well supply

The furrows of the ground.
5 The thirsty ridges drink their til!,

And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still,
Thy goodness crowns the year!

90. L. M. Providence equitable and kind. Ps. cvii. 1

THROUGH had the various shifting scene Thy hand, O God! conducts unseep

The beautiful vicissitude. & Thou givest with paternal care,

Howe'er unjustly we complain, And 'tis the necessary share

Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or pow'r?

Fix we on this terrestrial ball ? Wnen most secnre the coming hour,

If thou seest tit, inay blast them all. When lowest yunk with grief and shame,

Fill'd with affliction's biiter cup, Lost to relations, friends, and jame, Ihy powerful and can raise its up.

3 All things on earth, and all in heav'n,

On thy eternal will depend;
And all for greater good were giv'n,

And all shall in tliy glory end!
6 This be my care, to all beside

Indiff'rent let my wishes be,
Passion be calm, and dumb be pride,
And fix'd, O God! my soul on thee.

91. C. M. Cowper.
The Mysteries of Providence.
1
G Plim ;

OD moves in a mysterious way,
He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mues

Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,

And works hus sov'reign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,

The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break

In blessings on your head!
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,

But trust him for his grace,
Behind a frowning providence,

He hides a smiling face.
5 His parposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour:
The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

92. C. M. Mr. Beddome. Mysteries of Providence to be explained

hereafter. John, xiii. 7. 1 GREAT Good of Providence! thy ways Wrapt in impenetrable shades!

Or cloth'd with cazzling ligbt.

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