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3 Thy mercies, to my heart reveald, A theme of endless transport yield; Thy love does all my bosom fire,

Thy praise does all my song inspire. 4 In all our cares, in all our woes,

On God our steadfast hopes repose :
To God our thanks shall still be paid,
Our sure defence, our constant aid.




The Promise pleaded. (C.M.) I THY gracious promise, Lord, we plead,


Thine eye beholds our ev'ry need, -

Thy bounty will supply.
2 Where two or three are met to hear

The message of thy word;
And pour their spirits out in prayer,

Before their Sov'reign Lord : 3 There thou thy servants, Lord, wilt own,

And manifest thy grace;
And there would we approach thy throne,

And seek our Saviour's face. 4 How amiable thy courts appear,

To our enraptur'd sight;
We love the place where Christ is near,

His temple's our delight.
5 Thy power and glory there we see,

'Tis there our strength's renew'd ;
Our burden'd spirits there set free,

Our fainting soul finds food.

6 When envy would impel a sigh,

And urge the murm'ring word;
There we the sinner's end descry,

And bow before the Lord.
7 Within thy house a place and name,

My Saviour, grant to me;
This, as my heritage I'd claim,

For there I meet with thee. 24.

Gratitude, and Prayer. (P.M.) 1 WHAT

HAT favour, Lord, that we should meet

With saints around thy mercy-seat,

And love the house of pray'r ! What once was weariness and pain, Is now our choice, delight, and gain,

The solace of our care! 2 O let returning sabbaths be A sign between our souls and thee,

Of mercy, love, and peace : This one desire we'll seek with zeal, Within thy earthly courts to dwell, Until we see thy face !

25. Grateful Morning Worship. (C. M.)
1 LORD of my life, 0 may thy praise

Employ my noblest powers,
Whose goodness lengthens out my days,

And fills the circling hours.
2 Preserv'd by thine Almighty arm,

I pass'd the shades of night,
Serene, and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

3 While many spent the night in sighs,

And restless pains and woes;
In gentle sleep I clos’d mine eyes,

And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep, death's’semblance, o'er me spread,

And I unconscious lay,
Thy watchful care was round my bed,

To guard my feeble clay.
50 let the same Almighty care,

My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare,

My heedless steps defend.
6 Smile on my minutes as they roll,

And guide my future days;
And let

thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.


An Evening Hymn. (C. M.)
THOU unexhausted mine of bliss, ,

From whence all comforts flow,
Inspire us with that perfect peace,

Which only Christians know. 2 The curtains of thy love extend

Around our calm abode :
As we began, so may we end

Our every day with God.
3 Our lives unhurt, thy hand hath kept;

Accept the praise we pay,
For all the dangers we escap’d,

And mercies of the day.

4 Far, far away the tempter chase,

Our souls from terror keep;
Let angels keep this hallow'd place,

And guard us when we sleep.
5 Prepare us for the bed of death,

The way our fathers trod,
That, when we yield our latest breath,

We may be found with God.


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27. An Evening Hymn. (L. M.)

REAT God, to thee my evening song

With humble gratitude I raise;
O let thy mercy tune my tongue,

And fill my heart with lively praise.
2 My days unclouded, as they pass,

And every gentle rolling hour,
Are monuments of wond'rous grace,

And witness to thy love and power.
3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart,

Too oft regardless of thy love,
Ungrateful can from thee depart,

And, fond of trifles, vainly rové.
4 When calm reflection finds a place,

How vile this wretched heart appears!
O let thy all-subduing grace

Melt it in penitential tears.
5 Seal my forgiveness in the blood

Of Jesus; his dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And kind acceptance at thy throne.

6 Let this blest hope mine eye-lids close,
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to thy name.


Evening. (P.M.) 1 OD of love, whose truth and grace

Reach unbounded as the skies,
Hear thy creature's feeble praise;

Let my evening sacrifice,
Mount, as incense, to thy throne,

On the merits of thy Son.
2 Me, thy providence has led,

Through another busy day;
Over me thy wings were spread,

Chasing sin and death away;
Thou hast been my faithful shield,

Thou my footsteps hast upheld. 3 Though the sable veil of night,

Hides the cheering ray of heaven,
Let me triumph in the sight,

my guilt in thee forgiven:
my heart the witness feel,
See the great invisible.
4 I will lay me down to sleep,

Sweetly take my rest in thee;
Every moment brought a step

Nearer to eternity:
I shall soon from earth ascend
Quickly to my journey's end.


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