4

O Lord, thy cheering beams impart,
And shine on each benighted heart;
Then shall our noblest powers unite
To praise thee, gracious Source of light!

106.

God every where Present with his People.

1

THY presence, Everlasting God!
Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad:
Thy watchful eyes, which never sleep,
In every place thy children keep.

2

Thy favour crowns them when they meet,
And makes their intercourses sweet;
When absent, happy if they share
Thy gracious counsels and thy care.

3

In thee our cheerful hopes we place;
In thee, the God of truth and grace:
Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine,
And guide and guard us still as thine.

4

Give us within thy house to raise
Again united songs of praise;
Or, if that joy no more be known,
Give us to meet around thy throne.

107.

God's Mercy to the Righteous.

1

THE Almighty reigns, enthron'd on high, O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky; Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy-seat.

2

Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the saints in darkness sown ;
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.

3

Rejoice, ye righteous, and record
The sacred honours of the Lord;
None but the soul that feels his grace
Can triumph in his holiness.

108.

Divine Protection.-Ps. cxxi.

1

To those bright realms we lift our eyes,
Those realms of bliss beyond the skies,
Whence all her help the soul derives ;
There our almighty Refuge lives.

2

He lives, the everlasting God,

Who built the world, who spread the flood: He lives, and by his heavenly care

Preserves our lives in every snare.

3

He guides our feet, he guards our way;
His morning smiles bless all the day;
He spreads the evening veil, and keeps
The silent hours while Israel sleeps.

4

His servants, thus divinely blest,
May rise secure, securely rest;

Their holy Guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber nor surprise.

Through life he aids them by his power;
And, in their last departing hour,
His hand will guide them in the road
'That leads them homeward to their God.

109.

God's Name a Foundation of Trust.

1

SING to the Lord, who loud proclaims
His various, and his saving names:
Oh may they not be heard alone,
But by our sure experience known!

2

Let great Jehovah be ador'd

The eternal all-sufficient Lord;

Be through the world Most High confess'd, By whom 'twas form'd, and is possess'd.

3

Awake our noblest powers, to bless
The God of Abraham, God of peace;
Now by a dearer title known,

Father and God of Christ his Son.

4

Through every age, his gracious car
Is open to his servant's prayer ;
Nor can one humble soul complain,
That it has sought its God in vain.

5

What unbelieving heart shall dare
In whispers to suggest a fear,

While still he owns his ancient name?
The same his power, his love the same!

6

To him our souls in faith arise;
To him we lift expecting eyes;
And boldly through the desert tread,
For God will guard where God shall lead.

110.

Preserving Mercy.

1

To God, the only wise,

Our Saviour and our King,

Let all the saints, with joyful hearts,
Their humble praises bring.

2

'Tis his almighty love,

His counsel and his care,

Preserves them safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare.

3

He will present their souls Unblemish'd and complete, Before the glories of his face, With joys divinely great.

4

Then all his duteous sons

Shall meet around the throne; Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known.

111.

Divine Mercy assuaging Affliction.

1

GREAT Ruler of all nature's frame!
We own thy power divine;
We hear thy breath in every storm,
For all the winds are thine.

2

Wide as they sweep their sounding way,

They work thy sovereign will;

And aw'd by thy majestic voice,
Confusion shall be still.

3

Thy mercy tempers every blast,

To those who seek thy face;
And mingles with the tempest's roar
The whispers of thy grace.

4

Those gentle whispers let me hear,
Till all the tumult cease;

And thy paternal voice shall call

My weary soul to peace.

112.

God's Perfections, and his Love to the Righteous.

PRAISE ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise
Our hearts and voices in his praise;
His nature and his works invite,
To make this duty our delight.

2

He form'd the stars, those heavenly flames :
He counts their numbers, calls their names;
His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound,
A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd.

3

Great is the Lord, and great his might,
And all his glories infinite;

He crowns the meek, rewards the just,
And lifts the humble from the dust.

4

His saints are precious in his sight;
He views his children with delight;
He sees their hope, he knows their fear,
Approves and loves his image there.

113.

God hearing Prayer.

1

LET every tongue thy goodness speak,
Thou sovereign Lord of all!

Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak,
And raise the poor that fall.

2

When sorrow bows the spirit down,

Or virtue lies distrest

Beneath some proud oppressor's frown,
Thou giv'st the mourner rest.