2 Thy threat'nings wake my slumbʼring eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;
But 't is Thy blesséd gospel, Lord,
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And gives a free, but large reward.

3 Who knows the errors of His thoughts? My God, forgive my secret faults,

And from presumptuous sins restrain.
Accept my poor attempts of praise,
That I have read Thy Book of grace
And book of nature not in vain.

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A sacred page,

Majestic like the sun;

It gives a light to ev'ry age,
It gives-but borrows none.

2 The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
His truths upon the nations rise,
They rise, but never set.

3 Let everlasting thanks be Thine,
For such a bright display,
As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.

4 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.

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their hearts,

And guard their lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts
To keep the conscience clean.

2 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light
That guides us all the day;

And through the dangers of the night
A lamp to lead our way.

3 Thy precepts make me truly wise:
I hate the sinner's road;

I hate mine own vain thoughts that rise,
But love Thy law, my God.

4 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is ev'ry page!

That holy book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.

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OW precious is the Book divine,
By inspiration given!

Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine,
To guide our souls to heaven.

2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts
In this dark vale of tears;
Life, light, and joy it still imparts,
And quells our rising fears.

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3 This lamp, through all the tedious night. Of life, shall guide our way,

Till we behold the clearer light
Of an eternal day.

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HEN Israel through the desert pass'd,
A fiery pillar went before,

To guide them through the dreary waste,
And lessen the fatigues they bore.

2 Such is Thy glorious word, O God!
'Tis for our light and guidance given;
It sheds a lustre all abroad,

And points the path to bliss and heaven. 3 It fills the soul with sweet delight, And quickens its inactive powers; It sets our wand'ring footsteps right; Displays Thy love, and kindles ours. 4 Ye favor'd lands, that have this word, Ye saints, who feel its saving power, Unite your tongues to praise the Lord, And His distinguish'd grace adore.

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THO

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THOU lovely Source of true delight,
Whom I unseen adore!

Unvail Thy beauties to my sight,

That I may love Thee more.

2 Thy glory o'er creation shines;
But in Thy sacred word,

I read in fairer, brighter lines,
My bleeding, dying Lord.

3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop,
And sins and sorrows rise,

Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope
My fainting heart supplies.

4 Jesus! my Lord, my Life, my Light,
Oh, come with blissful ray;

Break radiant through the shades of night,
And chase my fears away.

5 Then shall my soul with rapture trace
The wonders of Thy love;

But the full glories of Thy face
Are only known above.

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ET plenteous grace descend on those

This day have publicly declared

That Jesus is their Lord.

2 With cheerful feet may they go on,
And run the Christian race;
And in the troubles of the way
Find all-sufficient grace.

3 And when the awful message comes
To call their souls away,

May they be found prepared to live
In realms of endless day.

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ARDON'D through redeeming grace,
In Thy blesséd Son reveal'd;
Worshipping before Thy face,

Lord, to Thee ourselves we yield. 2 Thou the sacrifice receive,

Humbly offer'd through Thy Son;
Quicken us in Him to live;
Lord, in us Thy will be done.

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3 By the hallow'd outward sign,
By the cleansing grace within,
Seal, and make us wholly Thine;
Wash, and keep us pure from sin.
4 Call'd to bear the Christian name,
May our vows and life accord,
And our ev'ry deed proclaim
"Holiness unto the Lord."

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8.3 & 78.

AVIOUR, who Thy flock art feeding
With the Shepherd's kindest care,
All the feeble gently leading,

While the lambs Thy bosom share;

2 Now, these little ones receiving,

Fold them in Thy gracious arm;
There, we know, Thy word believing,
Only there, secure from harm.

3 Never, from Thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey;
Let Thy tenderness, so loving,
Keep them through life's dang'rous way.

4 Then within Thy fold eternal
Let them find a resting-place ;
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of Thy grace.

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YOME, Holy Ghost! come from on high,
Baptizer of our spirits Thou!

The sacramental seal apply,

And witness with the water now.