6 We bless thy holy word,
Which all this grace displays;
And offer on thine altar, Lord,
Our sacrifice of praise.

75. s. M.

Adoption.

1 BEHOLD, what wondrous grace
The Father hath bestow'd
On sinners of a mortal race,
To call them sons of God!

2 If in our Father's love
We share a filial part,

Watts.

Send down thy spirit like a dove,
To rest upon our heart.

3 We would no longer lie,

Like slaves beneath the throne ;
Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry,
And thou the kindred own.

Watts abridged.

76. L. M.

Charity rewarded. Psal. xli.

1 BLEST is the man, whose tender care

Relieves the

poor in their distress; Whose pity wipes the widow's tear, Whose hand supports the fatherless.

2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hand can do ;

He, in the time of gen'ral grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

3 His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head ;
When drought, and pestilence, and dearth
Around him multiply their dead.

4 Or if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n;
Will save him with a healing touch,
Or take his willing soul to heav'n.

77. C. M.

A blessed Gospel. Ps. lxxxix.

Watts.

1 BLESS'D are the souls who hear and know
The gospel's joyful sound;
Peace shall attend the path they go,
And light their steps surround.

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Through their Redeemer's name;
His promises exalt their hopes,
Nor Satan dare condemn.

3 The Lord our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Israel, thy King forever reigns,
Thy God forever lives.

Watts.

78. s. M.

Brotherly Love. Ps. cxxxiii.

1 BLESS'D are the sons of peace,
Whose hearts and hopes are one;
Whose kind designs to serve and please,
Through all their actions run!

2 Bless'd is the pious house,

Where zeal and friendship meet; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows Make their communion sweet.

3 Thus on the heav'nly hills

The saints are blest above;

Where peace like morning dew distils,

And all the air is love.

79. L. M.

Watts,

Scripture Teachings, and their happy Consequences. 1 BRIGHT Source of intellectual rays! Father of spirits and of grace!

O dart, with energy unknown,
Celestial beamings from thy throne.

2 Thy sacred book we would survey,
Enlighten'd with that heav'nly day;
And seek thine influence with the word,
To teach our souls to know the Lord.

3 So shall our children learn the road, That leads them to their father's God; And form'd by lessons so divine,

Shall infant minds with knowledge shine,

4 So shall the haughtiest soul submit,
With children plac'd at Jesus' feet ;
The noisy swell of pride shall cease,
And thy sweet voice be heard in peace.
Doddridge.

80. s. M.

Living by Faith.

1 By faith may Jesus dwell

In our believing hearts ;

While he, that love, which none can tell,
In streams of grace, imparts.

2 Then may we comprehend,
With all the saints in light,
And see his boundless grace
And know its depth and height.

extend,

3 Then fill'd with ev'ry grace
From strength to strength we'll go;
While Jesus shews his smiling face,
In ev'ry scene of wo.

4 Soon we shall victors be,

And crowns of glory wear;

In endless peace our Captain see,
And dwell forever there.

81. 8, 8, 6 M.

The Birth of Christ.

H. Bailou.

1 BEHOLD that splendor! hear the shout; Heav'n opens! angels issue out,

And throng the nether sky:
What heav'nly tidings do they bring ?

Rapt at th' approach of Israel's King,
They speak the monarch nigh.

2 Why does the King approach our land?
Comes he with thunder in his hand,
The merit of our crimes?

Shepherds be glad! he comes with peace,
Not wrath, but universal

grace,
To bless e'en distant climes.

3 See heav'n's great heir, the woman's son ! Behold a manger is his throne!

Nay, see him born to die :
Yours is the guilt, but his the pain :
His are the sorrows, yours the gain:
Then let his praise be high.

4 Come, mighty King! the grace enhance, (A stable was thy palace once)

Dwell in these hearts of ours:

Teach us to praise the Father's love,
Till bless'd, transported, fir'd above,
We sing with nobler pow'rs.

82. L. M.

Unknown.

The Pharisee and Publican. St. Luke xviii. 10. 1 BEHOLD, how sinners disagree,

The Publican and Pharisee ;

One doth his righteousness proclaim;
The other owns his guilt and shame.

2 This man at humble distance stands,
And cries for grace with lifted hands ;
That boldly rises near the throne,
And talks of duties he has done.