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While the wide world esteem it strange,
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change.
6 May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze, and hate me too;
The word that saves me, does engage
A sure defence from all their rage.

6. Power of the Gospel. L. M. 1 WHAT shall the dying sinner do,

That seeks relief for all his wo? Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind?

Watts.

2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven,
Or form our natures fit for heaven?
Can souls all o'er defiled with sin
Make their own powers and passions clean?
3 In vain we search, in vain we try,
Till Jesus brings his Gospel nigh;
'Tis there, that power and glory dwell
Which saves rebellious souls from hell.

4 This is the pillar of our hope
That bears our fainting spirits up;
We read the grace, and trust the word,
And find salvation in the Lord.

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GOD.

Watts' Ser.

7. Praise to the Creator. L. M.

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne

Ye nations bow, with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone: He can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men;

And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to his fold again.

3 We are his people, we his care,

Our souls and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?

4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
5 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love:

Firm as a rock thy truth must stand
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Watts.

8. Child's thoughts of God. L. M. 1 THERE is a GOD, who reigns above,

Lord of the heaven, and earth, and seas; I fear his wrath, I ask his love,

And with my lips I sing his praise.
2 There is a law which he has writ,
To teach us all what we must do;
My soul, to his commands submit,
For they are holy, just, and true.
3 There is a Gospel, rich in grace,
Whence sinners all their comforts draw;
Lord, I repent and seek thy face,

For I have often broke thy law.

4 There is an hour when I must die,

Nor do I know how soon 'twill come;
How many, younger much than I,
Have pass'd by death to hear their doom.

5 Let me improve the hours I have,
Before the day of grace is fled:

There's no repentance in the grave,
Nor pardon offer'd to the dead.

9. Child's song of praise.

Watts.

C. M.

1 HOW glorious is our heavenly King,
Who reigns above the sky!

How shall a child presume to sing
His dreadful Majesty ?

2 How great his power is, none can tell,
Nor think how large his grace;

Not men below, nor saints who dwell
On high before his face.

3 Not angels who stand round the Lord
Can search his secret will;
But they perform his heavenly word,
And sing his praises still.

4 Then let me join this holy train,
And my first off'rings bring;

Th' eternal God will not disdain
To hear an infant sing.

5 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,
And Angels will rejoice

To hear their mighty Maker's praise
Sound from a feeble voice.

10. God Omnipresent. L. M.

A Child's Hymn.

Watts.

1 AMONG the deepest shades of night
Can there be one who sees my way?
Yes; God is like a shining light
That turns the darkness into day.

2 When every eye around me sleeps,
May I not sin without control?
No; for a constant watch He keeps
On every thought of every soul.

3 If I could find some cave unknown,
Where human feet have never trod,
Yet there I could not be alone;

On every side there would be GOD.
4 He smiles in heaven; He frowns in hell;
He fills the air, the earth, the sea:'
I must within his presence dwell;
I cannot from his anger flee.

5 Yet I may flee-He shows me where;
Tells me to Jesus Christ to fly:
And while he sees me weeping there,
There's only mercy in his eye. [Mrs. Gilbert.
11. Glory of God in Redemption. C. M.
1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!

Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousands through the skies.

2 But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms:

Where vengeance and compassion join
In their divinest forms:

3 Here the whole Deity is known;
Nor dares a creature guess
Which of the glories brightest shone,
The justice, or the grace.

4 Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains:

Bright seraphs learn Emmanuel's name,
And try their choicest strains.

5 Oh, may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song!

Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,

And love command my tongue. Watts' Lyr.

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12. Praise to God. C. M.

1 YE humble souls, approach your God
With songs of sacred praise;

For he is good, supremely good,
And kind are all his ways.

2 All nature owns his guardian care,
In him we live and move;
But nobler benefits declare
The wonders of his love.

3 He gave his Son, his only Son,
To ransom rebel worms;

'Tis here he makes his goodness known
In its diviner forms.

4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come,
'Tis here our hope relies;
A safe defence, a peaceful home,
When storms of trouble rise.

5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard,
The souls who trust in thee;
Their humble hope thou wilt reward
With bliss divinely free.

6 Great God, to thine Almighty love
What honors shall we raise!
Not all th' angelic songs above
Can render equal praise.

13. Universal praise. L. M. FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise;

Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word:

Steele.

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