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HY MNS by Mr. ADDISON.

PROVIDENCE.

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HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care ;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye ;
My noon-day walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant;
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wand'ring iteps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and flow,
Amid the verdant landkip now.

Tho' in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My stedfalt heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still ;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
Aud guide me through the dreadful shade..

Tho’in a bare and rigged way,
Thro' devious lonely wilds I stray,

Thy

Thy bounty shall my pains beguile :
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.

GRATITUDE.

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HEN all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising foul surveys; Transported with the view, I'm loft

In wonder, love, and praisu:

O how shall words with equal warmth

The gratitude declare,
That glows within my ravish'd heart?

But thou canst read it there.

Thy Providence my life fuftain'd,

And all my wants redrest, When in the filent womb I lay,

And hung upon the breaft.

To all my weak complaints and cries,

Thy mercy lent an ear,
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learne

To form themselves in pray r.

Uonumber'd comforts to my soul

Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd

From whom those comforts flow'd.

When in the flipp'ry paths of youth

With heedless feps I ran,
Thine arm unseen convey'd me safe,

And led me up to man.

Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,

It gently clear'd my way,
And through the pleasing snares of vice,

More to be fear'd than they.

When worn with fickness, oft haft thou

With health renewd my face, And when in fins and sorrows sunk, Reviv'd

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foul with grace.

Thy boanteous hand with worldly bliss

Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend

Haş doubled all my store.

Ten thousand thousand precious gifts

My daily thanks employ,
Nor is the least a chearful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.

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Thro' every period of my life

Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death in distant worlds

The glorious theme renew.

When nature fails, and day and night

Divide thy works no more, My ever-grateful heart, O Lord,

Thy mercy shall adore.

Thro' all eternity to thee

A joyful song I'll raise, For oh! eternity's too short

To utter all thy praise.

CREATION.

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H E spacious firmament on high,

With all the bluc ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a Mining frame,
Their great original proclaim;
Th' unwearied sun, from day to day,
Does his creator's pow'r display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.

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Soon as th' ev'ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the list’ning earth
Repeats the story of her birth :
Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

What though, in solemn filence, all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball ?
What tho' nor real voice nor found
Amid their radiant orbs be found ?
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine,
• The hand that made us is divine."

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