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3 ’T is he forgives thy sins ;

'Tis he relieves thy pain ;
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,

And gives thee strength again. 4 He crowns thy life with love,

When ransomed from the grave;
He, who redeemed my soul from death

Hath sovereign power to save.


1 My soul, repeat his praise,

Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,

So ready to abate.
2 High as the heavens are raised

Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace

Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His power subdues our sins,

And his forgiving love,
Far as the east is from the west,

Doth all our guilt remove. 4 He knows we are but dust,

Scattered with every breath ;
His anger like a rising wind,

Can send us swift to death. 5 But thy compassions, Lord,

To endless years endure ;
And children's children ever find
Thy words of promise sure.

I. WATTS. 131 1 0, bless the Lord, my soul ;

Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name

Whose favors are divine.

1 Our heavenly Father, hear

The prayer we offer now ;-
Thy name be hallowed far and near,

To thee all nations bow.

2 Thy kingdom come; thy will

On earth be done in love, As all the seraphim fulfill

Thy perfect law above. 3 Our daily bread supply,

While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity

Forgive, as we forgive.
4 From dark temptation's power,

From Satan's wiles, defend ;
Deliver in the evil hour,

And guide us to the end. 5 Thine, then, forever be

Glory and power divine ;
The sceptre, throne, and majesty
Of heaven and earth are thine.


2 0, bless the Lord, my soul ;

Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness,

And without praises die.




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1 Songs of praise the angels sang, 1 Glory be to God on high,
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,

God, whose glory fills the sky!
When Jehovah's work begun,

Peace on earth to man forgiven,
11: When he spake, and it was done. :// 11: Man, the well-beloved of Heaven. :||
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, 2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King,

When the Prince of Peace was born : Thee we now presume to sing ;
Songs of praise arose, when he

Thee with thankful hearts we prove 11: Captive led captivity. :||

11: God of power, and God of love. :|| 3 Heaven and earth must pass away ; 3 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow,

Songs of praise shall crown that day : Hear the world's atonement, thou !

God will make new heavens and earth ; Jesus, in thy name we pray, ll: Songs of praise shall hail their birth. : || 11

: Take, O take our sins away. : || 4 And shall man alone be dumb,

136 Till that glorious kingdom come?

1 Praise the Lord, his glories show No! the church is called to raise

Saints within his courts below, ||: Psalms and hymns of grateful praise. :||


Angels round his throne above, 134

ll: All that see and share his love. :||
1 Now begin the heavenly theme, 2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth,
Sing aloud in Jesus' name;

Tell his wonders, sing his worth ;
Ye, who his salvation prove,

Age to age, and shore to shore,
ll: Triumph in redeeming love. ://

11: Praise him, praise him, evermore! :// 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace

3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; Beaming in the Saviour's face,

Praise his providence and grace ;
As to Canaan on ye move,

All that he for man hath done,
ll: Praise, and bless redeeming love. :| 11: All he sends us through his Son. ://
3 Mourning souls ! dry up your tears ; 4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts,
Banish all your sinful fears ;

In the concert bear your parts ;
See your guilt and curse remove,

All that breathe, your Lord adore, 11: Canceled by redeeming love. :||

11: Praise him, praise him, evermore! :||



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1 Thank and praise Jehovah's name; 3 Lord, what offerings shall we bring, For his mercies, firm and sure,

At thine altars when we bow? From eternity the same,

Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring, To eternity endure.

Whence the kind affections flow; 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice,

4 Soft compassion's feeling soul, Gathered out of every land,

By the melting eye expressed ; As the people of his choice,

Sympathy, at whose control Plucked from the destroyer's hand. Sorrow leaves the wounded breast;3 Let the elders praise the Lord,

5 Teach us, O thou heavenly King, Him let all the people praise,

Thus to show our grateful mind, When they meet with one accord

Thus th'accepted offering bring In his courts on holy days.

Love to thee and all mankind.

J. TAYLOR. 4 Praise him, ye who know his love ;

Praise him from the depths beneath ; 139
Praise him in the heights above ; 1 To thy temple we repair;

Praise your Maker, all that breathe. Lord, we love to worship there ; 5 For his truth and mercy stand,

While to thee our prayers ascend,

Let thine ear in love attend.
Past, and present, and to be,
Like the years of his right hand, 2 While thy glorious name is sung,
Like his own eternity.

Tune our lips, inspire our tongue,

J. MONTGOMERY. Then our joyful souls shall bless 138

Christ, the Lord our Righteousness. 1 Father of our feeble race,

3 While thy word is heard with awe, Wise, beneficent, and kind,

While we tremble at thy law,
Spread o'er nature's ample face,

Let thy gospel's wondrous love
Flows thy goodness unconfined :

Every doubt and fear remove. 2 Musing in the silent grove,

4 From thy house when we return, Or the busy walks of men,

Let our hearts within us burn;
Still we trace thy wondrous love,

Then, at evening, we may say,
Claiming large returns again.

“We have walked with God to-day."





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1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high ;
To thee will I direct my prayer,

11: To thee lift up mine eye. :||
2 Thou art a God before whose sight

The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,

II: Nor dwell at thy right hand. :|| 3 But to thy house will I resort,

To taste thy mercies there ;
I will frequent thine holy court,

11: And worship in thy fear. :||
4 O may thy Spirit guide my feet

In ways of righteousness,
Make every path of duty straight

ll: And plain before my face. :/ 141 1 Once more, my soul, the rising day

Salutes my waking eyes ;
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay

11: To him that rules the skies. : ||
2 Night unto night his name repeats,

The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heavens on which he sits

H: To turn the seasons round. :|| 3 Great God, let all my hours be thine,

While I enjoy the light; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 11: And bring a pleasant night. :l


1 Again, from calm and sweet repose,

I rise to hail the dawn ;
Again my waking eyes unclose

li: To view the smiling morn. :|| 2 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing ;

For thou hast safely kept
My soul beneath thy guardian wing,

ll: And watched me while I slept. : || 3 Glory to thee, eternal Lord ;

o, teach my heart to pray,
And thy blest Spirit's help afford,

ll: To guide me through the day. :|| 4 From danger, sin, and every ill,

My constant Guardian prove ;
O, sanctify my heart, and fill

ll: With thoughts of holy love. ;||


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1 My op'ning eyes with rapture see 2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem ;

The dawn of thy returning day ; Each present day thy last esteem ; My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, Improve thy talent with due care ; While thus my early vows I


For the great day thyself prepare. 2 O, bid this trifling world retire,

3 Let all thy converse be sincere ; And drive each carnal thought away ; Thy conscience as the noontide clear; Nor let me feel one vain desire,

Think how th’all-seeing God thy ways One sinful thought through all the day. And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 3 Then to thy courts when I repair,

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare,

Scatter my sins as morning dew; And join the strains which angels sing.

Guard my first springs of thoughtand will,

And with thyself my spirit fill.

J. HUTTON. 145

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 1 Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go

All I design, or do, or say ; My daily labor to pursue ;

That all my powers, with all their might Thee, only thee, resolved to know

In thy sole glory may unite. In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task thy wisdom has assigned

147 0, let me cheerfully fulfill !

1 0 Christ, with each returning morn In all thy works thy presence find, Thine image to our hearts be borne ;

And prove thine own accepted will. And may we ever clearly see 3 Give me to bear thy easy yoke,

Our dearest treasure, Lord, in thee! And every moment watch and pray, 2 All hallowed be our walk this day ; And still to things eternal look,

May meekness form our morning ray, And hasten to thy glorious day. And faithful love our noontide light,


And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 146 1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 3 May grace each idle thought control, The daily stage of duty run ;

And sanctify each wayward soul; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise May guile depart, and malice cease, To pay the morning sacrifice.

And all within be joy and peace.


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