V.

Unnumber'd comforts on my foul
Thy tender care bestow'd,

Before my infant heart conceiv'd

From whence thofe comforts flow'd.
VI.

When in the flipp'ry paths of youth
With heedlefs ftep I ran,

Thine arm unfeen convey'd me fafe,
And led me up to man.
VII.

Thro' hidden dangers, toils and deaths,
It gently clear'd my way;
And thro' the pleafing fnares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.

PAUSE.

VIII.

When worn with fickness, oft haft thou
With health renew'd my face;
And, when in fins and forrows funk,
Reviv'd my foul with grace.

IX.

Thy bounteous hand with worldly blifs
Hath made my cup run o'er;

And, in a kind and faithful friend,
my store.

Has doubled all

Ten

X.

Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;

Nor is the leaft a chearful heart,

That tastes thofe gifts with joy.
XI.

Thro' ev'ry period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And, after death in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
XII.

When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,

My ever grateful heart, O LORD,
Thy mercy fhall adore.

XIII.

Thro' all eternity to thee
A joyful fong I'll raise;
For oh! eternity alone
Can utter all thy praise.

HYMN XI. Long Metre.

The Mercies of GOD gratefully acknowledged.

A

I.

WAKE, my foul, awake my tongue;
My God demands the grateful fong:

Let

Let all my inmost pow'rs record
The wond'rous goodness of the LORD.
II.
Divinely free his mercy flows,
Forgives my fins, allays my woes;
He bids approaching death remove,
And crowns me with a father's love.
III.

My youth decay'd his pow'r repairs;
His hand fuftains my growing years;
He fatisfies my mouth with food,
And feeds my hopes with heav'nly good.

IV.

His mercy, with unchanging rays,
For ever fhines, while time decays;
And children's children fhall record
The truth and goodness of the LORD,

V.

To those who, with religious awe,
Love and obey his facred law,

Whose hearts with pure devotion glow,
Whofe lives their grateful homage show.
VI.

While all his works his praise proclaim,
And men and angels blefs his name,
O let my heart, my life, my tongue,
Attend and join the facred song.

HYMN

HYMN XII. Common Metre.

The Compaffion of GOD.

I.

THOU, the wretched's fure retreat, Who doft our cares controul, And with the chearful smile of peace Revive the fainting foul!

II.

Did ever thy relenting ear

The humble plea disdain ?
Or when did plaintive mis'ry figh,
Or fupplicate, in vain ?

III.

Opprefs'd with grief and fhame, diffolv'd
In penitential tears,

Thy goodness calms our restless doubts,
And diffipates our fears.

IV.

New life from thy refreshing grace
Our finking hearts receive;
Thy gentlest best lov'd attribute,
To pity and forgive.

V.

From that bleft fource propitious hope

Appears ferenely bright,

で

And

And sheds her foft diffusive beam
O'er forrow's dismal night.

VI.

Our griefs confefs her vital pow'r,
And bless the friendly ray,
Which ushers in the fmiling morn
Of everlasting day.

HYMN XIII. Common Metre.

GOD the Creator.

I.

LORD, how excellent thy name!

O How glorious to behold,

Engraven fair on all thy works,
In characters of gold!

II.

On heav'ns unmeasurable face,
In lines immenfely great;
In small, on ev'ry leaf and flow'r,
Creator GOD is writ.

III.

Tho' reafon be not giv❜n to all

Nor voice to thee, O Sun!

Their maker all proclaim, and here
Their language is but one.

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