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CCXXXII. PSALM CXXXIX. L. M. WATTS.

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The fame.

ORD, thou haft searched and seen me through;

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Thine eye commands with piercing view
My rifing and my resting hours,
My heart and will with all my powers.

My bofom thoughts are not my own,
To thee each rifing thought is known,
And known the words I mean to speak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.
Within thy circling power I ftand;
On every fide I meet thy hand';
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am furrounded ftill with God.

Amazing prefence, awful fight!

Of what extent, and depth, and height!
My foul with all the powers I boast
Is in the boundless profpect loft.

Oh may these thoughts poffefs my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I reft!

Nor may my weaker paffions dare

Confent to fin, for God is there.

CCXXXIII. PSALM CXXXIX. L. M. WATTS.

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The fame.

I OULD I, my God, fo faithlefs prove
To fight thy fervice and thy love;
Where fhould I from thy prefence fly,
Or how elude thy fearching eye?

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2 If up to heaven I take my flight,
There art thou found enthroned in light;
If down to hell's lamentful plains,
There thy almighty justice reigns.

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If mounted on a morning ray
I fly beyond the western sea,
There would thy fwifter hand arrive,
And there arreft thy fugitive.

Or fhould I think to 'fcape thy fight
Beneath the thickest veil of night;
One glance of thine, one piercing ray
Would kindle darkness into day.
5 The veil of night is no difguife,
No fcreen from thy all-fearching eyes;
Midnight and noon alike agree,
Alike are both, great God, to thee.
6 Oh may thefe thoughts poffefs my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I reft!

Nor may my weaker paffions dare
Confent to fin, for God is there.

CCXXXIV. PSALM CXXXIX. C. M. WATTS.

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The fame.

'N all my vaft concerns with thee,
In vain my foul would try

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To fhun thy prefence, Lord, or flee
The notice of thine eye.

2 Thy all-furrounding fight furveys
My rifing and my reft,

My public walks, my private ways,
All are to thee confeft.

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord,
Though locked within my breaft;
And ere my lips pronounce the word,
Thou haft the word poffeffed.

4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high!
Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every fide.

5 So may thy grace furround me still,
And as a bulwark prove,
To guard my foul from every ill

Safe in a father's love.

CCXXXV. PSALM CXXXIX. C. M. WATTS.

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The fame.

ORD, where fhall guilty fouls retire,
Forgotten and unknown?

In hell they meet thy dreadful ire,
In heaven thy glorious throne.

2 Should I suppress my vital breath
To 'scape the hand divine,

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Thy voice breaks ope the bars of death,
And death does me refign.

If on a beam of morning light

I fly beyond the west,

Thy hand would in my fwifteft flight

The fugitive arrest.

4 If to the curtain of the night
My fins for covert fly,

The curtain opens to thy fight,
Naked I meet thy eye.

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5 The noon of day, the midnight hour
Are both alike to thee,

Oh may I ne'er provoke the power,
From which I cannot flee.

CCXXXVI. PSALM CXXXIX.C.M. UNKNOWN.

The fame.

OD of my life, whofe tender care First gave me power to move; How fhall my thankful heart declare The wonders of thy love?

2 While void of fenfe and thought I lay,
Duft of my parent earth;

Thy breath informed the fleeping clay,
And called me to the birth.

3 From thee the parts their fashion took;
And ere my life began,
Within the volume of thy book
Were fashioned one by one.

4 Thy eye beheld in perfect view
The yet unfinished plan,

The beauteous lines thy pencil drew,
And formed the future man.

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may this frame, which rifing grew
Beneath thy plastic hands,

Be ftudious ever to pursue

Whate'er thy will commands.

6 The foul which in this body glows,
Thy femblance let it bear;

Nor thofe diviner features lose,
Which all my glory are.

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CCXXXVII. PSALM CXXXIX. Com. Met.

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IN IMITATION OF WATTS.

Man the Work of a wife and benevolent Creator.

WORK of wondrous fkill I ftand,

A Myfelf a world alone,

In which the wife defigning hand
Of God with joy I own.

2 The beauteous plan in all its grace
Stood present to his mind,
His wifdom all the parts did trace,
And all their use designed.

3 He fpake; the race of life began,
The pliant infant grew,
Unfolding by degrees the man
In all his glorious view.

4 I look around on earth and sky,
Wonders in all I find;

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But nobler wonders ftrike my eye
In my diviner mind.

If thus my heart with rapture glow,
That God has made me man;
What dearer praise to him I owe,
Whofe grace completes the plan.

CCXXXVIII. PSALM CXXXIX.C.M. STEELE.

The Mercies of GOD in Creation, Providence, and

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Redemption.

LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord,

A Kind guardian of my days,

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Thy

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