The sons of Adam, in distress,
Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
4 From the provisions of thy house,
We shall be fed with sweet repast;
There mercy, like a river, flows,

And brings salvation to our taste.
5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free,
Springs from the presence of our Lord;
And in thy light our souls shall see
The glories promised in thy word.

36.

SECOND PART. C. M.

WATTS.

1 ABOVE these heavens'-created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend;

Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds,
Where time and nature end.

2 Thy justice shall maintain its throne,
Though mountains melt away;
Thy judgments are a world unknown,
Á deep, unfathomed sea.

3 Though all created light decay,
And death close up our eyes;
Thy presence makes eternal day,
Where clouds can never rise.

37.

FIRST PART. C. M. WATTS.
God the Guardian of the Pious.
1 NOW let us make the Lord our trust,
And practise all that's good:
So shall we dwell among the just,
And he'll provide us food.

2 We to our God our ways commit,
And cheerful wait his will;

Thy hand, which guides our doubtful feet.
Shall our desires fulfil.

3 Our innocence shalt thou display,
And make thy judgments known,
Fair as the light of dawning day,
And glorious as the noon,

4 The meek, at last, the earth possess,
And are the heirs of heaven;
True riches, with abundant peace,
To humble souls are given.

37. SECOND PART. C. M. DODDRIDGE.

Days of the Upright known to God.

1 TO thee, our God, our days are known;
Our souls enjoy the thought;
Our actions all before thy face,
Nor are our faults forgot.

2 Each secret breath devotion vents
Is vocal to thine ear;
And all our walks of daily life
Before thine eye appear.

3 The vacant hour, the active scene,
Thy mercy shall approve;
And every pang of sympathy,
And every care of love.

4 Each golden hour of beaming light
Is gilded by thy rays;

And dark affliction's midnight gloom
A present God surveys.

5 Full in thy view through life we pass,
And in thy view we die;

And when each mortal bond is broke,
Shall find our God is nigh.

38.

C. M. WATTS.

Severe Chastisement deprecated.

1 AMID thy wrath, remember love,
Restore thy servants, Lord;
Nor let a father's chastening prove
Like an avenger's sword.

2 Our sins a heavy load appear,

And o'er our heads are gone;
The burden, Lord, we cannot bear,
Nor e'er the guilt atone.

3 But we'll confess our guilty ways,
And grieve for all our sin;

We'll mourn how weak the seeds of grace,
And beg support divine.

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4 Thou art our God-our only hope;

And thou wilt hear our cry;
Thou, Lord, wilt bear our spirits up,
Nor let thy servants die.

39.

FIRST PART. L. M. MERRICK.
Brevity of human Life.

1 OH let us, gracious Lord, extend
Our view to life's approaching end!
What are our days?a span their line;
And what our age, compared with thine?
2 Our life, advancing to its close,

While scarce its earliest dawn it knows,
Swift, through an empty shade, we run,
And vanity and man are one.

3 God of our fathers!-here, as they,
We walk, the pilgrim of a day;
A transient guest, thy works admire,
And instant to our home retire.

4 Oh spare us, Lord-in mercy, spare,
And nature's failing strength repair,
E'er, life's short circuit wandered o'er,
We perish-and are seen no more.
39. SECOND PART. L. M. SPIRIT OF THE PS.
1 THE term of life assigned to man
Is transient as a passing shade;
Its longest period is a span,

And in the bud his honours fade.

2 He walks but in an empty show,
Vexed and disquieted in vain;
To unknown heirs his wealth must flow,
And he to dust return again.

3 So let us number, then, our days,

That we may know how frail we are;
Call to remembrance all our ways,
And for eternity prepare.

40.

C. M. WATTS.

Trust in God and Deliverance.

I WE waited meekly for the Lord,
He bowed to hear our cry ;.
He saw us resting on his word,
And brought salvation nigh..

2 Firm on a rock-he made us stand,
And taught our cheerful tongues
To praise the wonders of his hand,
In new and thankful songs.

3 We'll spread his works of grace abroad,
The saints with joy shall hear,

And sinners learn to make our God
Their only hope and fear.

41. FIRST PART. L. M. SPIRIT OF THE PS. The Blessings of Charity.

1 HOW blest are they who daily prove, By acts of charity and love,

The fervent gratitude they owe

To Him from whom all blessings flow. 2 In hours of sickness, or of pain,

God will their fainting souls sustain; Bright hopes shall cheer the bed of death, Sweet peace attend their parting breath. 3 When, summoned from the silent tomb, The assembled world await their doom, These shall behold their Saviour's face Beaming with smiles of heavenly grace; 4 And from his lips their raptured ear Shall this their gracious sentence hear, Come, O ye blessed of the Lord, Come, and receive your bright reward.

41.

SECOND PART. L. M. WATTS.
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 general grief,
Shall find the Lord has pity too.

3 Or, if he languish on his bed,

God will pronounce his sins forgiven; Will save from death his sinking head, Or take his willing soul to heaven. 42. FIRST PART. L. M. WATTS. Trusting in God in times of Despondency. 1 OUR spirits sink within us, Lord,

But we will call thy name to mind,
And times of past distress record,
When we have found our God was kin

2 Yet will the Lord command his love, When we address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove;

The night shall hear us sing and pray. 3 We'll chide our hearts, that sink so low; Why should our souls indulge in grief? Hope in the Lord-and praise him too; He is our rest-our sure relief.

4 O God, thou art our hope, our joy

Thy light and truth shall guide us still; Thy word shall our best thoughts employ, And lead us to thy heavenly hill.

42. SECOND PART. L. M. SPIRIT OF THE PS. The Soul panting for God.

1 AS the chased hart, midst sultry beams,
Pants for the brook's refreshing streams,
So thirst our souls, O Lord, for thee,
So long thy gracious face to see.

2 For exiled from our heavenly home,
We here as weary pilgrims roam;
With toilsome step, and progress slow,
Oft doomed to tread the path of wo.
3 Yet why, with anxious cares oppressed,
Should doubt or sorrow fill the breast?
What dangers can the Christian fear,
With thee his Saviour ever near?

4 Not only in the noon of joy

Thy praise shall be our sweet employ;
But e'en affliction's darkest night
Shall humble gratitude excite.

5 Yes, we will bless thee, gracious God,
And grateful kiss the chastening rod;
Assured its heaviest strokes but prove
A Father's care, a Father's love.

13.

FIRST PART. L. M. MERRICK.
Resorting to God in Trouble.

1 GREAT God-our strength-to thee we cry, Oh let us not forgotten lie;

Oppressed with sorrows and with care,
To thy protection we repair.