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Thy powerful hand can raise us up. di 5 Thy powerful consolations cheer,

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6 All things on earth, and all in heaven,
On thy eternal will depend;

And all for greater good were given, Mon
And all shall in thy glory end.roris

7 This be my care! to all beside
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The Mysteries of Providence; or, Light shining out of Darkness.

1GOD moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform;

He plants his footsteps in the sea,
3.And rides upon the storm.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
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And works his sov'reign will.

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3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye
much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence,
He hides a smiling face,

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The Traveller's Psalm.ord 10

1 HOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord,
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Supported by thy care,

Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt,
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High on the broken wave, aikid

They know thou art not slow to hear,
Nor impotent to save.

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5 Each rolling year new favours brought
From thy exhaustless store;

But ah in vain my labouring thought,
Would count thy mercies o'er.de
6 While sweet reflection, thro' my days, a
Thy bounteous hand would trace;
Still dearer blessings claim my praise,
The blessings of thy grace.

2017 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord!
For favours more divine;

That I have known thy sacred word,
Wher
Where all thy glories shine.

8 Lord! when this mortal frame decays,
And every weakness dies,

Complete the wonders of thy grace,
And raise me to the skies.

9 Then shall my joyful powers unite
In more exalted lays,

And join the happy sons of light
In everlasting praise.

THE FALL.

STEELE.

38 L. M. Wareham 117. Babylon Streamis 23. Original Sin; or, the first and second Adam.

ADAM, our father and our head,

Transgress'd, and justice doom'd us dead;

The fiery law speaks all despair,
There's no reprieve nor pardon there.
2 Call a bright council in the skies;
Seraphs, the mighty and the wise,
Speak; are you strong to bear the load,
The weighty vengeance of a God?
3 In vain we ask; for all around
Stand silent thro' the heavenly ground;
There's not a glorious mind above
Has half the strength or half the love.

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4 But O! unmeasurable grace!
Th' eternal Son takes Adam's place;
Down to our world the Saviour flies,
Stretches his arms, and bleeds, and dies.
5 Amazing work! look down, ye skies,
Wonder and gaze with all your eyes!
Ye saints below, and saints above,
All bow to this mysterious love.

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DR. WATTS'S LYRICS.

39 C. M. Walsal 237. Ludlow 84. Indwelling Sin lamented.

1 WITH tears of anguish I lament,
Here at thy feet, my God,

My passion, pride, and discontent,
And vile ingratitude,

2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base,
So false as mine has been;
So faithless to its promises,
So prone to every sin!

3 My reason tells me thy commands
Are holy, just, and true;

Tells me whate'er my God demands
Is his most righteous due.

4 Reason I hear, her counsels weigh,
And all her words approve;
But still I find it hard tobey,
And harder yet to love.

5 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel
These strugglings in my breast?

When wilt thou bow my stubborn will,
And give my conscience rest?

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6 Break, sovereign grace, O break the charm, And set the captive free:

Reveal, Almighty God, thine arm,”
And haste to rescue me.

DR. S. STENNETT.

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