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3 To God my Heart resign' its Care;

To Him my Tongue address;d its Pray'r,;
While struck with Horrors as I stood,
A Sea of Sorrows-raund ine flowd;
“No more, my Soul, no. more, I cry?d,
« In Man's fallacious Aid confide.

4 O what: Requitaliat-my Hand,

Shall Mercies, LORD, like thine demand ?
By Thee, from each: Distress.enlarg'd,
The Cup with, Benediction chargd
I take,--and, touch'd with holy Flame,
Invoke my great Deliv'RER's Name.

PSALM CXVI. Metre iii.
I Ear

Inclin'd to my distressful Pray'r;
He heard my fupplicating Voice,

And bade my fainting Heart rejoice.
2 For this, when future Sorrows, rife,

To Him I'll breathe my humble Cries;
For this, thro' all my future Days,

Adore his Name and fing, his Prạife.
- 3 For ever-gracious is the LORD,
For ever faithful to his Word

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By bleft Experience now I prove
His Mercy, his unchanging Love.

4 Return my Soul, and sweetly ręst
-1 On thy Almighty Father?s Breast;

The Bounties of his Grace adore,
And count his wondrous Mercies o'er.

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PART II.
5 NOW will I walk before the LORD,

A living Witness to his Word;
With Faith and Pray’r I sought his Face,

My Griefs were great, and great his Grace. 6 No meaner Help, no mortal Art,

Could ease the Anguifh of my Heart;
My hasty Tongue, in rash Replies,

Pronounc'd the Words of Men but Lies. 7 What shall I render to the LORD?

Or how his wondrous Grace record ?
To Him my grateful Voice I'll raise,

And change my Sighs for Songs of Praise. 8 The crowded Courts shall see me pay

The Vows of my distressful Day :
In Life and Death the Saints shall find
Their Guardian-God for ever kind.

PART III.
9 THY Servant, LORD, is wholly Thine,

By Nature's Ties, and Bonds divine ;
From deep Distress and Sorrow free,

Anew I give myself to Thee.
10 To Thee with Sacrifice of Praise,

My Invocations I will raise ;
To Thee my Vows shall warm ascend,

While Crowds with Joy thy House attend. II O Sion, in thy sacred Courts,

Where Glory dwells and Joy resorts,
To Notes divine I'll tune the Song,
And Praise shall flow from ev'ry Tongue.

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P.SALM CXVII. Metre i.

iin HY Name, Almighty LÓRD,

Shall found through distant Lands :
Great is thy Grace, and sure thy Word ;

Thy Truth for ever stands.
Far be thine Honour spread,
And long thy Praise endure,
Till Morning-Light and Ev'ning-Shade

be exchang’d no more.
PSALM CXVII. Metre ii.

mar 2017 RAISE the LORD, with hallow'd Mirth,

Ev'ry Nation, Tribe, and Tongue;' 1

Christians, militant on Earth, F.

Let your SAVIOUR's Praise be fung,
2 See his Mercy o'er our Landst
Spread its ever-heating Wing;

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And his Truth through. Ages. stand;
Praise, O praise, th' eternal King.

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PSALM CXVII. Metre iii.

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ROM All that dwell below the Skies

Let the CREATOR's Praise arise :
Let the REDEEMER's Name be fung

Through ev'ry Land, by ev'ry Tongue.
2 Eternal are thy Mercies, LORD;

Eternal Truth attends thy Word;
Thy Praise Thall found from Shore to Shore,
Till Suns shall rise and set no more.

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PSALM CXVII. Metre iv.
No God let all the Nations raise

Their cheerful Voice and, fing his
His Mercy and his Love are sure ; [Praise :
His Truth for 'ever shall endure;
His Kindness to us we'll record,
And will for ever praise the Lord.
PSALM CXVIII. Mêtre i.

E E what a living Stone

The Builders did refuse
Yet God hath built his Church thereon,

In spite of envious Fews.
2 The Scribe and angry Priest

Reje&t thine only Son;
Yetion this Rock Íhall Zion"reft,

As the chief Corner-Stone:
3 The Work, O LORD, is Thines

And wondrous in our Eyes : -
This Day declares it all divine,

This Day did Jesus. rise. 4

This is the glorious Day

That our REDEEMER made ;
Let us rejoice, and finig, and pray,

Let all the Church be glad. 5* Hosannah to the King

of David's royal Blood;
Bless Him, ye Saints : He comes to bring

Salvation from-your God. 6 We bless thine holy Word,

Which all this Grace displays
And offer on thine Altar, LORD,

Our Saerifice of Praise.

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PSALM OXVIH. Metre ii.
THE LORD appears my Helper now,
Faith afraid

1 Of what the Sons of Earth can do,

Since Heav'n affords its Aides 2 'Tis safer, LORD, to hope in Thee;

And have my God my Friend, Than trust in Men' of high Degree,

And on their Truth dependly
3 Like Bees my Foes befer me round, rp

Allarge and angry Swarm";
But I shallall their Ragé confound,

By thine Almighty-Arm.. 4 'Tis through the Lord my Heart is strong,

In Him my Lips-rejoice ; While his Salvation is my Song,

How cheerful is: my Voice
5 Like angry Bee's they girt me round; ;

When God appears they Alys
So burning Thorns, with crackling Sound,

Make a fierce Blaze and die.
6 Joy to the Saints and Peace belongs ;

The LORD protects their Days:
Let Ijrael tune immortal Songs
To his Almighty Grace.

PART II. 7. LORD, thouthalt heard thy Servant cry,

And refcuid from the Grave;
Now shah he live: (and none can die,

If GoD refolve to fave.)

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