4 Thou only canst the cheering words Anointed of the Lord of lords, 182. S. M. WATTS. Mercy of God to Soul and Body. 1 O, BLESS the Lord, my soul; And aid my tongue to bless his name, 2 O, bless the Lord, my soul; 3 "Tis he forgives thy sins; 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave; He, who redeemed my soul from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest: The Lord hath judgments for the proua. And justice for th' oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways But sent the world his truth and grace 183. S. M. Greatness of God's Mercy. WATTS 1 MY soul, repeat his praise 184. 2 His power subdues our sins, Far as the east is from the west, 3 High as the heavens are raised S. M. Kindness to our Frailty. 1 THE pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Scattered with every breath; 3 Our days are as the grass, WATTS. Or like the morning flower; 4 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find 185. L. M. DODDRIDGE. God's Goodness to the Children of Men. 1 YE sons of men, with joy record 2 Let the high heavens your songs invite, — 3 But, O, that brighter world above, 4 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar; 186. L. M. WATTS. The Goodness and Mercy of God celebrated. 1 BLESS, O my soul, the living God; 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace; 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done: The hourly follies of our lives. 4 Let every land his power confess 187. C. M. WATTS. God's Goodness. 1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace, 2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines Through all the earth his bounty shines, 3 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! But soon he sends his pardoning word, 4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, 1. MY God, my portion, and my love, I've none but thee in heaven above, 2 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, 3 Were I possessor of the earth, WATTS. 4 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 1 GOD is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow; To him my life, my health, and friends, 2 The comforts he affords Are neither few nor small; He is the source of fresh delights, 190. 3 He fills my heart with joy, C. M. God our Wisdom. 1 SINCE all the varying scenes of time O, who so wise to choose our lot, HERVEY. 2 Good when he gives, - supremely good, - E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 4 In thy fair book of life divine, 1 BEHOLD, what wondrous grace 2 Nor doth it yet appear WATTS. How great we must be made; 3 A hope so much divine May trials well endure; |