Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep,
In ev'ry place thy children keep.
2 While near each other we remain,
Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ;
When absent, happy if we share
Thy smiles, thy counsels and thy care.
3 To thee we all our ways commit,

And seek our comforts near thy seat;
Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine,
And guard, and guide us still as thine.
4 Give us in thy beloved house,
Again to pay our thankful vows;
Or, if that joy no more be known,
Give us to meet around thy throne.
CCXVII.

C. M. NEW SELEC

Parting.

1 FROM the dear flock of Jesus' saints,
How painful 'tis to go!

But such must be our sad complaints,
While trav❜ling here below.

2 If parting now so grieves each heart,
That's knit to Zion's head,

Then surely Jesus ne'er will part
With those for whom he bled,

3 True must his word for ever stand;
Then-he'll ne'er leave his sheep;

But in the hollow of his hand,
Their souls securely keep.

4 He'll train them up, through grace divine, A kingdom to possess;

There shall their souls for ever shine,
In perfect love, and peace.

5 What a delightful company

Shall meet on Canaan's shore!
Oh! what a meeting that will be,
When parting is no more!

6 Then round the shining throne above,
We'll sing in cheerful strains;
Sound the Redeemer's dying love,
O'er all the heav'nly plains.

HIS PRAYER ANSWERED BY CROSSES.

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Prayer answered by Crosses. ASK'D the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace : Might more of his salvation know,

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And seek, more earnestly, his face.
2 'Twas he, who taught me thus to pray,
And he, I trust, has answer'd prayer ;
But it has been in such a way,

As almost drove me to despair.
I hop'd that in some favour'd hour,
At once he'd answer my request ;
And by his love's constraining power,
Subdue my sins, and give me rest.
4 Instead of this, he made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart,
And let the angry powers of hell
Assault my soul in every part.

5 Yea more, with his own hand he seem'd
Intent to aggravate my woe;

Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 "Lord, why is this?" I trembling cried, "Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death ?”

""Tis in this way," the Lord reply'd, " I answer prayer for grace and faith: 7" These inward trials I employ,

"From self, and pride, to set thee free; "And break thy schemes of carthly joy, "That thou may'st seek thy all in me," METHOD OF HIS SALVATION. CCXIX. C. M. P.Method of Salvation.

1 THE Father's free electing grace,
Before the world began,

In Jesus gave my soul a place
For her eternal home.

2 Though view'd as welt'ring in my blood
And trav❜ling down to hell,

The Lord, the Lamb, my surety stood,
And hath done all things well.

3 He, amply fit, sustain'd my right;
For me he liv'd and died;

His perfect work is God's delight;
In him I'm justified.

4 The spirit makes me feel my need
Of all that Christ has done;

And makes me daily on him feed,
And hope in him alone.

5 How blest am I! and to the name
Of God all praise be giv'n,

"Till life shall end, and he proclaim
My sweet retreat to heav'n.

WORSHIP.

SECRET WORSHIP.

CCXX. L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Retirement and Meditation.

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R

ETURN, my roving heart, return,
And chase these shadowy forms no more;

Seek out some solitude to mourn,

And thy forsaken God implore.

20 thou, great God, whose piercing eye
Distinctly marks each deep recess;
In these sequester'd hours draw nigh,
And with thy presence fill the place.
3 Through all the windings of my heart,
My search let heavenly wisdom guide ; ́
And still its radiant beams impart,
'Till all be search'd and purified.
4 Then, with the visits of thy love,
Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer;
'Till every grace shall join to prove
That God hath fix'd his dwelling there.

Reading the Scriptures.

1 GREAT God, oppress'd with grief and fear, I take thy book, and hope to find

Some gracious word of promise there,
To sooth the sorrows of my mind:

2 I turn the sacred volume o'er,

to

page;

And search with care from page
Of threat'nings find an ample store,
But nought that can my grief assuage.

3 And is there nought? forbid, dear Lord, So base a thought should e'er arise; I'll search again, and while I search,

may the scales fall off mine eyes! 4 "Tis done and with transporting joy, I read the heaven-inspired lines; Here mercy spreads its brightest beams, And truth with dazzling lustre shines. 5 Here's heavenly food for hungry souls, And mines of gold t' enrich the poor: Here's healing balm for ev'ry wound, A salve for ev'ry fest'ring sore.

FAMILY WORSHIP.

CCXXII. C. M.

RIPPON'S SELEC.

Going to a New Habitation.

1 GREAT God, where'er we pitch our tent,

Let us an altar raise;

And there with humble frame present
Our sacrifice of praise.

2 To thee we give our health and strength,
While health and strength shall last,
For future mercies humbly trust,
Nor e'er forget the past.

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CCXXIII. L. M. DODDRIDGE.

Family Religion. Gen. xviii. 19.
ATHER of all, thy care we bless,

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Which crowns our families with peace; From thee they spring, and, by thy hand They have been, and are still sustain'd. 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, Be our domestic altars rais'd;

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