3 The vices of the mind he heals,
And soothes the pain that nature feels;
Redeems the soul from sin, and saves
Our wasting lives from threatening graves.
4 Our youth, decayed, his power repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years;
And, while he present good supplies,
Bids endless bliss in prospect rise.

5 Let the whole earth his power confess;
Let the whole earth his goodness bless;
And all the powers within us join
In work and worship so divine!

14. s. M.

Solemn call to Praise. Ps. xcv.

Watts, alt'd.

1

COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing!

2

3

4

Jehovah is the sovereign God,

The universal King.

He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;

The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.

Come, worship at his throne;

Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his work, and his alone;
He formed us by his word.

To-day attend his voice,

No more provoke his rod;

Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.

Watts.

15. s. M.

Invitation to the House of God.

1 COME to the house of prayer,

O, thou afflicted, come!

The God of peace shall meet thee there;
He makes that house his home.

2 Come to the house of praise,
Ye who are happy now;

In sweet accord your voices raise,
In kindred homage bow.

3 Ye aged, hither come,

For ye have felt his love;

Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb, Your lips forget to move.

4 Ye young, before his throne

Your cheerful anthems raise;
Nor let your hearts his praise disown,
Who gives the power to praise.

5 Thou, whose benignant eye
In mercy looks on all;

Who seest the tear of misery,

And hear'st the mourner's call;

6 Up to thy dwelling place

Bear our frail spirits on,

"Till they outstrip time's tardy pace,

And heaven on earth be won.

Miss E. Taylor.

16. s. M.

The Pleasures of Religion.

1 COME, ye who love the Lord!
And let your joys be known:
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround his throne.

2

The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place!
Religion never was designed
To make your pleasures less.

3

God, your eternal Friend,
No present good denies;

And when the scenes of time shall end

Will call you to the skies.

4 There shall you see his face, And never, never sin;

5

There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in.

The sons of God have found
Glory begun below :

Celestial fruits, on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.

6 Then let our sorrows cease,
And every tear be dry;

We're travelling through the paths of peace To fairer worlds on high.

17. L. M.

The One Living and True God. Ps. lxxxvi. 1 ETERNAL God! Almighty cause

Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown!
All things are subject to thy laws;
All things depend on thee alone.
2 Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all within itself possessed;
By none controlled in thy commands,
And in thyself completely blessed.

3 Worship to thee alone belongs,
Worship to thee alone we give;
Thine be our hearts, and thine our songs,
And to thy glory may we live.

4 Spread thy great name through every land
In every heart erect thy throne;
Subdue the world to thy command,
And, as thou art, reign God alone.

18. c. M.

Browne, alt'd.

Prayer for Spiritual and Eternal Blessings. 1 ETERNAL Source of light and life: Supremely good and wise!

To thee we pay our grateful vows,
To thee, lift up our eyes.

2 Our dark and erring minds illume
With truth's celestial rays;

Inspire our hearts with sacred love,
And tune our lips to praise.

3 Conduct us safely, by thy grace,
Through life's perplexing road,
To pleasures which for ever flow
At thy right hand, O God!

19. L. M.

Cappe's Select.

The Divine Blessing implored. Heb. xii. 9. 1 ETERNAL Source of life and thought! Be all beneath thyself forgot,

Whilst thee, great Parent-mind, we own,
In prostrate homage round thy throne.

20 may we live before thy face,
The willing subjects of thy grace;
And through each path of duty move
With filial awe, and filial love!

20. 8 & 7 s. M.

Pardon and Peace from God.

Doddridge

1 FAR from mortal cares retreating,
Sordid hopes and fond desires,
Here, our willing footsteps meeting,
Every heart to heaven aspires.
From the fount of glory beaming,
Light celestial cheers our eyes,
Mercy from above proclaiming

Peace and pardon from the skies.

2 Who may share this great salvation?
Every pure and humble mind;

Every kindred, tongue and nation,
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