3 Their daily delight fhall be in thy name, They fhall as their right thy righteousness claim; Thy righteoufnefs wearing, and cleans'd by thy blood,
Bold fhall they appear in the prefence of God.
4 For thou art their boaft, their glory and power; And I also trust to see the glad hour,
My foul's new creation, a life from the dead, The day of falvation, that lifts up my head.
5 For Jefus my Lord is now my defence;
I truft in his word, none plucks me from thence; Since I have found favour, he all things will do, My King and my Saviour fhall make me anew.
6 Yes, Lord, I fhall fee the blifs of thy own, Thy fecret to me shall foon be made known; For forrow and fadness I joy fhall receive, And share in the gladness of all that believe.
Heavenly King, look down from above, Affift us to fing thy mercy and love: So fweetly o'erflowing, fo plenteous the store, Thou ftill art beftowing, and giving us more.
2 O God of our life, we hallow thy name, Our business and ftrife is thee to proclaim; Accept our thankfgiving for creating grace; The living, the living fhall fhew forth thy praife. 3 Our
Our Father and Lord, almighty art thou: Preferv'd by thy word, we worship thee now, The bountiful donour of all we enjoy!
Our tongues to thy honour and lives we employ.
4 But oh! above all, thy kindnefs we praise, From fin and from thrall which faves the loft race: Thy Son thou haft given, a world to redeem, And bring us to heaven, whofe truft is in him.
5 Wherefore of thy love we fing and rejoice, With angels above we lift up our voice; Thy love each believer fhall gladly adore, For ever and ever, when time is no more.
The Praife of Wifdem. Prov. viii.
APPY the man that finds the grace, The bleffings of God's chofen race, The wifdom coming from above,
The faith that fweetly works by love.
2 Happy beyond defcription he
Who knows the Saviour dy'd for me, The gift unfpeakable obtains, And heav'nly understanding gains.
3 Wisdom divine! who tells the price Of wifdom's coftly merchandise! Wisdom to filver we prefer, And gold is drofs compar'd to her.
4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days, True riches and immortal praise; Riches of Christ on all bestow'd, And honour, that defcends from God.
5 To pureft joys fhe all invites, Chafte, holy, fpiritual delights; Her ways are ways of pleafantness, And all her flowery paths are peace.
6 Happy the man who wisdom gains; Thrice happy who his guest retains: He owns, and fhall for ever own, Wisdom, and Christ, and heav'n are one.
3 Come thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty fword- Our pray`r attend!
Come, and thy people blefs, And give thy word fuccefs- Spirit of holiness,
On us defcend!
4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy facred witness bear, In this glad hour!
Thou who almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of pow'r!
5 To the great One in Three, Eternal praises be,
Hence evermore!
His fov'reign Majesty May we in glory fee, And to eternity,
Love and adore!
ALVATION! Oh, the joyful found! What mufic in our ears!
A fov'reign balm for ev'ry wound!
A cordial for our fears!
Glory, honour, praife and power! Be unto the Lamb for ever! Jefus Chrift is our Redeemer!
Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Praife the Lord!
2 Salvation! let the echo fly The fpacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Confpire to raise the found!
3 Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb, To thee the praife belongs! Salvation fhall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues.
HIS building, Lord, alone to thee We dedicate and give,
Thine only may it ever be, The off'ring, Lord, receive.
2 Here may thy heav'nly glory rest, Thy facred name be known; And thou by ev'ry heart confefss'd, As Lord and God alone.
3 Profper the labour of our hands, To fpread thy truth abroad; That nations near, and distant lands, May know that thou art God.
4 Proclaim thy pow'r almighty Lord, Thy truth and love proclaim; That multitudes may learn thy word, And love thy holy name.
Eternal praise to thee be giv'n, Since we are taught to know,
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