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and grace

Not honey so invites the taste,
Nor gold, that has the furnace past,

Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my danger lies;

But 't is thy blessed gospel, Lord !
That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,

And gives a free, but large reward.
4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts?
My God! forgive my secret faults,

And from presumptuous sins restrain:
Accept my poor attempts of praise,
That I have read thy book of grace,

And book of nature, not in vain. 20.

God, our Defence.
1 NOW may the God of power

Attend his people's humble cry!
Jehovah hears when Israel prays,

And brings deliverance from on high. 2 Well he remembers all our sighs,

His love exceeds our best deserts ;
His love accepts the sacrifice

Of humble groans and broken hearts. 3 Now save us, Lord! from slavish fear,

Now let our hope be firm and strong,
Till thy salvation shall appear,

And joy and triumph raise the song. 20.

Trust in God.
1 THE Lord unto thy prayer attend,

In trouble's darksome hour :
The name of Jacob's God defend,

And shield thee by his power. 2 In thy salvation we'll rejoice,

And triumph in the Lord ;
For, when in prayer he hears thy voice,

He will relief afford.
3 In chariots and on horses some

For aid and shelter flee;

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But in thy name, O Lord ! we come,

And will remember thee.
40 Lord! to us salvation bring ;

In thee alone we trust;
Hear us, O God, our heavenly King!

Thou refuge of the just ! 21.

God acknowledged in national Blessings.
1 IN thee, great God! with songs of praise,

Our favored realms rejoice;
And, blest with thy salvation, raise

To heaven their cheerful voice. 2 In deep distress, our injured land

Implored thy power to save;
For life we prayed—thy bounteous hand

The timely blessing gave.
3 On thee, in want, in wo, or pain,

Our hearts alone rely;
Our rights thy mercy will maintain,

And all our wants supply.
4 Thus, Lord ! thy wondrous power declare,

And still exalt thy fame;
While we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.

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Christ's Sufferings and Exaltation.
1 NOW let our mournful songs record

sorrows of our Lord;
When he complained, in tears and blood,
As one forsaken of his God.
2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn,

And shook their heads, and laughed in scorn ;-
“He rescued others from the grave;
Now let him try himself to save.”
3 They wound his head, his hands, his feet,

Till streams of blood each other meet;
By lot his garments they divide,

And mock the pangs in which he died.
4 But God, his Father, heard his cry;
Raised from the dead, he reigns on high ;


The dying


The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

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Christ's Sufferings and Victories.
1 “NOW in the hour of deep distress,

My God! support thy Son,
When horrors dark my soul oppress,

Oh! leave me not alone !"
2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray

With mighty cries and tears;
God heard him, in that dreadful day,

And chased away his fears.
3 Great was the victory of his death,

His throne's exalted high ;
And all the kindreds of the earth

Shall worship-—or shall die.
4 The meek and humble soul shall see

His table richly spread;
And all that seek the Lord shall be

With joys immortal fed.
5 The isles shall know the righteousness

Of our incarnate God;
And nations, yet unborn, possess

Salvation in his blood.

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God, our Shepherd.
1 MY shepherd is the living Lord;

Now shall my wants be well supplied :
His providence and holy word

Become my safety and my guide. 2 In pastures where salvation grows,

He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,

And all the food 's divinely blest.
3 My wandering feet his ways mistake ;

But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,

In the fair paths of righteousness.
4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale,

Where death and all its terrors are;

My heart and hope shall never fail,

For God, my shepherd,'s with me there. 5 Surely the mercies of the Lord

Attend his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,

To seek his face, and sing his praise. 23.

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Jehovah, the Shepherd of his People.
1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care;



wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noon-day-walks he will attend,

And all my midnight-hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,

Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,

Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
Thy presence shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crowned,

And streams shall murmur all around.
4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord! art with me still ;
Thy friendly rod shall give me aid,

And guide me through the dreadful shade. 23. FIRST PART, C. M.

The watchful Shepherd.
1 MY shepherd will supply my need,

Jehovah is his name;
In pastures fresh he makes me feed,

Beside the living stream.
2 He brings my wandering spirit back,

When I forsake his ways;

And leads me, for his mercy's sake,

In paths of truth and grace.
3 When I walk through the shades of death,

Thy presence is my stay;
A word of thy supporting breath

Drives all my fears away.
4 The sure provisions of my God

Attend me all my days;
Oh! may thy house be mine'abode,

And all my work be praise.
5. There would I find a settled rest,-

While others go and come ;
No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.


Gratitude and Hope.
1 MY soul! triumphant in the Lord,

Proclaim thy joys abroad,
And march with holy vigor on,

Supported by thy God.
2 Through every winding maze of life

His hand has been my guide ;
And, in his long-experienced care,

My heart shall still confide.
3 His grace through all the desert flows,

An unexhausted stream;
That grace, on Zion's sacred mount,

Shall be my endless theme.
4 Beyond the choicest joys of time

Thy courts on earth I love;
But Oh ! I burn with strong desire

To view thy house above.
5 There, joined with all the shining band,

My soul would thee adore;-
A pillar in thy temple fixed,
To be removed no more,


The good Shepherd. 1 THE Lord my shepherd is,

I shall be well supplied :


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