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CCLXVI. Long Metre. C.

Providence and Grace.

Almighty King I whofe wondrous hand

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Supports the frame of fea and land; Whofe grace is fuch a boundless store, No heart fhall break that fighs for more.

Thy providence fupplies my food, And 'tis thy bleffing makes it good; My foul is nourished by thy word; Let foul and body praise the Lord.

My streams of outward comfort came From him, who built this earthly frame; Whate'er I want his bounty gives, By whom my foul for ever lives.

Either his hand preferves from pain, Or renders it my greater gain;

From the world's evils fhields my breast, Or over-rules them for the best.

Forgive the fong that falls fo low
Beneath the gratitude I owe!

It means thy praise, however poor;
An angel's fong can do no more.

CCLXVII.

Short Metre.

UNKNOWN.

Man invited to praise GOD.

E nations, praise the Lord,

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Each with a different tongue;

But all one parent, friend, record,
By all one God be fung.
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Though angels found his praife.
In the fublimeft ftrain;

Yet man his humbler offering pays,
Nor is his offering vain.

Approach with awe profound;
Let knowledge lead the fong;
Nor mock him with a folemn found
From an unmeaning tongue.

4 Let gratitude perfuade;

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And each their God adore;

Till morning light and evening fhade
Shall be exchanged no more.

The God who guides us now,
Will guide us till we die;

Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.

CCLXVIII.

Common Metre.

UNKNOWN.

Praife to GOD through all the Changes of Life.

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ATHER of mercies, God of love,
My Father, and my God;

I'll fing the honours of thy name,
And spread thy praise abroad.

2 My foul in pleasing wonder loft,
Thy various love furveys;
Where fhall my grateful lips begin,
Or where conclude thy praise?

3 In every period of my life

Thy acts of love appear;

Thy mercies gild each tranfient scene
And crown each lengthening year.

4 In all these mercies may my foul
A father's bounty fee;

Nor let the gifts thy grace beftows
Eftrange my heart from thee.

5 Teach me in time of deep diftress
To own thy hand, my God;
And in fubmiffive filence bear
The leffons of thy rod."

6 Through every changing state of life,
The bright, the clouded fcene,
Give me a meek and humble mind,
Still equal and ferene.

7 Then fhall I clofe mine eyes in death,
Without one anxious fear;
The promise of thy love, my God,
Shall death itself endear.

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CCLXIX.

Common Metre. BROWNE.

The univerfal Goodness of GOD.

LORD, thou art good; all nature shows

Its Maker to

Thy bounty through creation flows,
Full, free, and unconfined.

a The whole and every part proclaims
Thine infinite good-will;

It fhines in ftars, and flows in streams,
And bursts from every hill.

3 We view it o'er the spreading main
And earth diffused wide;

It drops in gentle showers of rain,
And rolls in every tide.

4 Unaltered hath it poured abroad,
Through years and ages paft;

And its rich ftores all-bounteous God,
Shall undiminished laft.

5 Thro' the vaft whole it fends fupplies,
Spreads joy thro' every part :
Oh, may fuch love attract mine eyes,
And captivate my heart.

6 My highest admiration raise,
My best affections move;

Employ my tongue in fongs of praise,
And fill my heart with love.

CCLXX.

Common Metre. WATTS.

GOD not comprehended by Man.

The grandeur of the Lord,

height,

Who views all nature from his throne,
And rules it with a word.

2 Vaft are the powers of human mind,
On what a wing it flies;

But far beneath the reach of God
The boldest reason lies.

3 Thy glorious nature far exceeds
The praise of mortal tongue;
The feraph would in vain attempt
To form an equal fong.

4 Here then, great God, our awe-ftruck fouls

In humble filence lie:

The utmost efforts of our minds
Fall fhort, and fink, and die.

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CCLXXI. Com. Met.

The universal Prefence and Inspection of GOD.

Y heart and all my ways, O God,

M By thee are fearched and feen;

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My outward acts thine eye obferves,
My fecret thoughts within.

2 Attendant on my steps all day
Thy providence I fee,
And in the folitude of night
I'm prefent ftill with thee.

3 No spot the boundless realms of space
Whence thou art abfent know:

In heaven thou reign'ft a glorious King,
An awful judge below.

4 Goodness, and majefty, and power
Thro' all thy works are fhown;
Richly difplayed in nature's frame,
And richly in my own.

5 To all my parts their place and use
Thy wifdom had affigned,

Ere yet these parts a being had,
But in thy forming mind.

6 Ten thousand thousand times my

I've to thy goodness owed;
Thy daily care preferves the gift
Thy bounty first bestowed.

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7 Lord, if within my thoughtless heart
Thou aught shouldft difapprove;
The fecret evil bring to light,
And by thy grace remove.