IV.

To him I'd confecrate my praife,
And vow the remnant of my days;
Yet what at best can I pretend
Worthy fuch gifts from fuch a friend?

V.

In deep abasement, LORD, I fee
My emptiness and poverty:
Enrich my foul with grace civine,
And make it wholly, ever, thine.

VI.

Give me at length an angel's tongue,
That heav'n may echo with my fong;
The theme, too great for time, fhall be
The joy of long eternity.

HYMN

VIII.

Chrift the Steward of God's Family. Ifaiah

WITH

xxii. 22-24.

I.

ITH what delight I raife my eyes,
And view the courts, where Jesus

Jefus, who reigns beyond the fkies, [dwells!
And here below his grace reveals.

II.

Of David's royal houfe the key
Is borne by that majestic hand;
Manfions and treasures there I fee
Subjected all to his command.

He

III.

He fhuts, and worlds might ftrive in vain
The mighty obstacle to move ;

He looses all their bars again,

And who shall shut the gates of love?

IV.

Fix'd in omnipotence he bears
The glories of his Father's name,
Suftains his people's weighty cares,
Thro' ev'ry changing age the fame.
V.

My little all I there suspend,

Where the whole weight of heav'n is hung
Secure I reft on fuch a friend,
And into raptures wake my tongue,

HYMN IX.

CHRIST, the Lord our Righteousness. Jerem. xxiii. 6.

SAVIC

I.

AVIOUR divine, we know thy name,'
And in that name we truft;

Thou art the LORD our Righteousness,
Thou art thine Ifrael's boast.
II.

Guilty we plead before thy throne,
And low in duft we lie,

Till Jefus ftretch his gracious arm
To bring the guilty nigh.

B

The

The fins of one moft righteous day
Might plunge us in defpair;
Yet all the crimes of num'rous years
Shall our great Surety clear.
IV.

That spotless robe, which he hath wrought,
Shall deck us all around;
Nor by the piercing eye of GOD

One blemifh fhall be found.

V.

Pardon and peace and lively hope
To finners now are giv'n;
Ifrael and Judah foon, fhall change
Their wilderness for heav'n.

The poffibility of dying this year. Jerem. xxviii. 16.

For New Year's Day.

I..

GOD of my life, thy conftant care

With bleffings crowns each op'ning

[year;

This guilty life doft thou prolong,
And wake anew mine annual fong.

How

II.

How many precious fouls are fled
To the vast regions of the dead,
Since from this day the changing fun

Thro' his last yearly period run!
III.

We yet furvive; but who can say,
Or thro' the year, or month, or day,
"I will retain this vital breath;

"Thus far at least in league with death?" IV.

That breath is thine, Eternal GOD
'Tis thine to fix my foul's abode :
It holds its life from thee alone,
On earth, or in the world unknown.
V.

To thee our fpirits we refign;

Make them and own them still as thine
So fhall they fmile, fecure from fear,
Tho' death fhould blaft the rifing year.
VI.

Thy children, eager to be gone,
Bid time's impetuous tide roll on,
And land them on that blooming fhore,

Where years and death are known no more.

* Isaiah xxviii. 15.

HYMN

HYMN XI.

God bringing his People into the Covenant under the Rod. Ezek. xx. 37. I.

HOW gracious and how wife

Is our chaftifing God!

And O! how rich the bleffings are,
Which bloffom from his rod !

II.

He lifts it up on high

With pity in his heart,

That ev'ry ftroke his children feel
May grace and peace impart.

III.

Inftructed thus they bow,

And own his fov'reign sway; They turn their erring footsteps back To his forfaken way.

IV.

His cov❜nant love they feek,

And feek the happy bands,

That closer still engage their hearts

To honor his commands.

V.

Dear Father, we consent

To dicipline divine;

'And blefs the pains, that make our fouls

Still more completely thine.

HYMN