2. Forever hallow'd be thy name, By all below the skies; And may thy kingdom still advance, Till grace to glory, rise. 3. Thy glorious purpose, Lord, fulfil; And, as in heaven, thy will is done, 4. Our wants with every morning grow, 5. Our sins before thee, we confess; NO. 17. 8, 7 & 4. NEWTON. Day of Judgment. 1. DAY of pet's awful sound, AY of judgment, day of wonders! Louder than ten thousand thunders, Will the sinner's heart confound! Then shall say, "This God is mine." Own me in that day, for thine! 3. At his call, the dead awaken, Rise to life, from earth and sea; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee. Careless sinner, What will then become of thee? 7. For thine's the power, the kingdom, thine, 4. Horrors past imagination, All glory's due to thee; Thine from eternity they were, 1. 1G And thine shall ever be. NO. 15. 8 & 7. NEWTON. Zion's Prospect. Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear condemnation, your "Hence, accursed wretch, depart! Thou with Satan "And his angels, have thy part!" LORIOUS things of thee are spoken! 5. But to those, who have confessed, Zion, city of our God! He, whose word cannot be broken, Form'd thee for his own abode. On the Rock of ages, founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's wall, surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2. See, the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove. Who can faint, while such a river Ever flows, their thirst t'assuage? NO. 16. 8 & 7. FRANCIS. 1. WITH my substance, I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word. 2. While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim To my Lord, my all I owe. Lov'd, and serv'd the Lord below, He will say, "Come near, ye blessed→→→ "See the kingdom, I bestow; "You for ever The man, that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below; 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. 3. Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vent it to his neighbor's hurt; Sinners of state he can despise ; But saints are honor'd in his eyes. 4. Firm to his word, he ever stood, And always made his promise good; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. 5. He never deals in bribing gold; And mourns, that justice should be sold ; While others gripe and grind the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. 6. He loves his enemies, and prays 1. NO. 19. S. M. WATTS. Ps. 19. BDeclares its maker God; And all his starry works on high, Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2. The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name, 3. In ev'ry diff'rent land, Their general voice is known; Accept the praise, my God, my King, 1. NO. 20. S. M. WATTS. Ps. 19. God's Word most excellent. B Begins his glorious way, His beams through all the nations run, 2. But where the Gospel comes, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 1. M NO. 22. S. M. WATTS. Ps. 45. The conquests of thy word. 3. Strike through thy stubborn focs; 4. Thy laws, O God, are right; NO. 23. C. M. WATTS. Ps. 47. 2. Jesus our God ascends on high; 3. While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains; Let all the earth his honors sing; 4. Rehearse his praise with awe profound; Let knowledge lead the song; 10 NO. 26. S. M. Ps. 61. 1. WHEN overwhelm'd with grief, Helpless, and far from all relief, That's high above my head; Thou art the tow'r of my defence, The refuge, where I hide. 4. Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name; If endless life be their reward, NO. 27. L. M. WATTS. Ps. 68. Christ's Ascension, and the Gift of the Spirit 1. LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky; Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots, that attend thy state. 2. Not Sinai's mountain could appear NO. 28. L. M. WATTS. Ps. 68. Common and Spiritual Mercies. 1.WE bless the Lord, the just and good, Who fills our hearts with joy and food; 3. 'Tis to his care, we owe our breath, 5. The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, 1. NO. 29. L. M. WATTS. Ps. 72. Christ's Kingdom. JE ESUS shall reign, where e'er the sun His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 'Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2. Behold the islands, with their kings, And Europe her best tribute brings; From north to south, the princes meet, To pay their homage at his feet. 3. There Persia, glorious to behold; There India shines in eastern gold; And barbarous nations, at his word, Submit and bow and own their Lord. 4. For him, shall endless pray'r be made, And praises throng, to crown his head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise, With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 5. People and realms of ev'ry tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song; 6. This shall be known, when we are dead, And left on long record, That ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord. NO. 32. P. M. 6,6,8,6,6, 8. WATTS. Ps. 133 Blessings of Friendship. H Kindred and friends agree, OW pleasant 'tis to sec Each in their proper station, move, In all the cares of life and love. Ran through his robes, and blest his feet. 3. Like fruitful show'rs of rain, That water all the plain, Descending from the neighb'ring hills Where love, like heav'nly dew, distils. ; NO. 33. S. P. M. 6, 6, 6, 6, 4, 4, 4, 4. WATTS. Creation and Redemption. [Ps. 136. IVE thanks to God most high, GThe universal Lord, The sovereign King of kings; What wonders hath he done! Abides thy word. 3. His wisdom fram'd the sun, 4. He saw the nations lie, 1. Thy mercy, Lord, Abides thy word. 5 He sent his only Son, His pow'r and grace Have endless praise. Shall still endure; Abides thy word. NO. 34. L. M. WATTS. The All-seeing God. Ps. 139. One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 10. O may those thoughts possess my breast, Where e'er I rove, where e'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare, Consent to sin; for God is there. 11. The veil of night is no disguise, Great God, they're both alike to thee. 13. O may these thoughts possess my breast, NO. 35. L. P. M. WATTS. Ps. 146. Everlasting Praise to God. "'LL praise my Maker with my breath; ORD, thou hast search'd and seen me 1. And when my voice is lost in death, through; Thine eye commands with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their pow'rs. 2. My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known. He knows the words, I mean to speak, 5. O may these thoughts possess my breast, 6. Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun? Or from thy dreadful glory, run? 7. If up to heav'n, I take my flight, "Tis there, thou dwell'st, enthron'd in light; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns; And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 8. If mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9. Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. 2. Why should I make a man my trust? Princes must die, and turn to dust; Vain is the help of flesh and blood; Their breath departs, their pomp & pow'r ; And thoughts all vanish in an hour; Nor can they make their promise good. 3. Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God. He made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their train; His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th'opprest; he feeds the poor; And none shall find his promise vain. 4. The Lord hath eyes, to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 5. He loves his saints; he knows them well; But turns the wicked down to hell. Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns. Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, In this exalted work engage; Praise him in everlasting strains. 6. I'll praise him, while he lends me breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. |