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God's Merciful and Constant Protection.

1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God!
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

C. M.


2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

4 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou
With health renewed my face;
And when in sin and sorrow sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
That tastes those gifts with joy.

6 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.


L. M..


Wonders of Creation and Providence. Psalm 136.

1 GIVE to our God immortal praise; Mercy and truth are all his ways:

Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown;
The King of kings with glory crown:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.

3 He built the earth, he spread the sky,
And fixed the starry lights on high:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.

4 He fills the sun with morning light; He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure,

When suns and moons shall shine no more.

5 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat his mercies in your song.

6 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat:

His mercies ever shall endure,

When this vain world shall be no more.


The Ministry of Angels.

1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light
The King of glory spreads his seat,
And troops of angels, stretched for flight,
Stand waiting round his awful feet.

L. M.


2 Here a bright squadron leaves the skies,
And thick around Elisha stands;
Anon a heavenly soldier flies,

And breaks the chains from Peter's hands.

3 Thy winged troops, O God of hosts,
Wait on thy wandering Church below;
Here we are sailing to thy coasts,
Let angels be our convoy too.

4 Are they not all thy servants, Lord?
At thy command they go and come,
With cheerful haste obey thy word,
And guard thy children to thy home.

L. M.



"What is Man, that Thou art mindful of him."

1 CHILD of the earth, O lift thy glance
To yon bright firmament's expanse-;
The glories of its realm explore,
And gaze, and wonder, and adore!

2 Count o'er those lamps of quenchless light,
That sparkle through the shades of night;
Behold them!- can a mortal boast
To number that celestial host?

3 Mark well each little star, whose rays In distant splendor meet thy gaze: Each is a world, by Him sustained Who from eternity hath reigned.

4 What then art thou, O child of clay!
Amid creation's grandeur, say?
E'en as an insect on the breeze,
E'en as a dew-drop lost in seas!

5 Yet fear thou not!- the sovereign hand,
Which spread the ocean and the land,
And hung the rolling spheres in air,
Hath, e'en for thee, a father's care.

6 Be thou at peace! the all-seeing eye,
Pervading earth, and air, and sky,-
The searching glance, which none may flee,—
Is still, in mercy, turned on thee.

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1 LORD! we adore thy vast designs,
The obscure abyss of providence!
Too deep to sound with mortal lines,
Too dark to view with feeble sense.

2 Through seas and storms of deep distress
We sail by faith, and not by sight;
Faith guides us in the wilderness,
Through all the terrors of the night.

C. M.

3 Dear Father! if thy lifted rod
Resolve to scourge us here below,
Still let us lean upon our God;
Thine arm shall bear us safely through.


Goodness of God.

1 JEHOVAH God! thy gracious power
On every hand we see ;
O may the blessings of each hour
Lead all our thoughts to thee!


2 If on the wings of morn we speed
To earth's remotest bound,
Thy hand will there our footsteps lead,
Thy love our path surround.

3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.

4 From morn till noon, till latest eve,
The hand of God we see;
And all the blessings we receive,
Ceaseless proceed from thee.

5 In all the varying scenes of time,
On thee our hopes depend;
Through every age, in every clime,
Our Father and our Friend!


Praise for Creation and Providence.

1 I SING the almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies.

C. M.


2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.

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