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Fto earth's remotext thore

8 Thy facred name we thus adore,

And bow before thy throne ;
For kingdom, power and glory, Lord,
Belong to thee alone.

Liverpool Coll.
Hymn LXVII. Common Metre. [X]

The Univerfal Prayer.
ATHER of all ! whose cares extend

;
Through every age let praise ascend,
And
every

clime adore. 2 Yet not to earth's contracted span,

Thy goodness let me bound; Or think thee Lord alone of man,

When thousand worlds are round. 3 To thee, whose presence fills all space, The earth, the air, the skies

; One chorus let all beings raise,

All nature's incenfe rife!
4 Father of all ! whose tender care

Does every want supply ;
To thee I pour the fervent prayer,

And raite the filial cye.
5 What blesings thy free bounty gives

Let me not caft away ;
Who gratefully enjoys and lives,

Does the belt homage pay.
6 Save me alike from foolish pride,

Or impious difcontent;
At aught thy wisdom has 'deny'di,

Or aught thy goodness lent. 7 Teach me to feel another's

woe, To hide the faults I fee; That mercy I to others show,

fhow to me:

That mercy

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8 Let not this weak unknowing hand

Presume thy bolts to throw,
And deal destruction round the land,

On each I judge thy foe.
9 If I am right, thy grace impart,

Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong,

O teach heart
To find that better way.
10 This day, be bread and peace my lot ;

But, all beneath the sun,
Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not ;
Then let thy will be done.

Altered froin Pope. hymn LXVIII. Common Metre. [*or b]

Prudence.
TATHER of light ! conduct my feet

Through life's dark, dangerous road; Let each advancing step still bring

Me nearer to my God.
2 Let heav'n ey'd prudence be my guide,

And when I go astray,
Recal my feet from folly's path,

To wisdom's better way.
3 Teach me in ev'ry various scene

To keep my end in sight;
And whilft I tread life's mazy track,

Let wisdom guide me right.
4 That heavenly wisdom from above

Abundantly impart;
And let it guard, and guide, and warm,

And penetrate my heart.
5 Till it shall lead me to thyself,

Fountain of bliss and love;

And all my darkness be dispersid,
In endless light above.

SMART.
Hymn LXIX. . Long Metre. [*]

Praise for Rain and fruitful Scafors. ATHER of light! we sing thy name,

Who made the fun to rule the day : Wide as he spreads his golden flame,

His beams thy power and love display. 2 Fountain of good ! from thee proceed

The copious showers of genial rain ; Which, o'er the hill and through the mead,

Revive the grass and (well the grain. 3 Through the wide world thy bounțies spread;

Yet thousands of our guilty race, Though by thy daily goodness fed,

Transgress thy law, abuse thy grace. 4 Not so, ihall our forgetful hearts

O'erlook the tokens of thy care ;
But, what thy liberal hand imparts,

Receive with praise, and ask in prayer. 5 So fhall the fun more grateful shine,

And showers in welcome drops shall fall When all our hearts and lives are thine,

And thou, our God, enjoy'd in all. 6 Jesus ! our brighter Sun, arise,

In pleniteous showers, thy Spirit send,
Earth then shall grow to Paradise ;
And in celestial Eden end.

DODDRIDGE.
Hymn LXX.

Long Metre.
At the Ordination of a Miniser.
ATHER of mercies ! in thy house

F and ;

Whilst with a grateful heart we share
These pledges of our Saviour's care.
2 The Saviour, when to heav'n he rose,
In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
Scatter?d his gifts on men below,

And wide his royal bounties flow.
3 Hence sprang th' Apoftle's honour'd name,
Sacred beyond heroic fame;
Hence dictates the prophetic fage,

And hence the evangelic page.
4
In lower forms to bless our eyes,
Pastors from hence and Teachers rise ;
Who, though with feebler rays they shine,

Still mark a long extended line.
s From Chrift their yaried gifts derive,
And, fed by him, their graces live ;
Whilst guarded by his potent hand,

Amidst the rage of hell they stand.
6 So shall the bright fuccellion run,
Through all the courses of the sun ;
Whilft unborn churches, by their care,
Shall rise and flourish large and fair.
Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know
The spring whence all these blessings flow
Pastors and people shout his praise,
Through the long round of endless days.

DODDRIDGE. hymn LXXI. Common Metre. [*]

The Excellency and Sufficiency of the Scriptures.
FATHER of mercies ! in thy word

What endless glory shines !
Forever be thy name ador'd,

For these celestial lines.

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2 Here may the wretched fons of want

Exhaustless riches find;
Treasures beyond what earth can grant,

And lasting as the mind.
3
Here the fair tree of knowledge grows,

And yields a free repast; Sublimer fruits than nature knows,

Invite the longing taste. 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice

Spreads heav'nly peace around; And life and everlasting joys

Attend the blissful found.
5 O may these heavenly pages be

Our study and delight;
And still new beauties may we see,

And still increasing light.
6 Divine instructor, gracious Lord,

Be thou forever near ;
Teach us to love thy facred word,
And view our Saviour there.

Mrs. STELLE Hymn LXXII. Common Metre. [* or b]

Love to our Neighbour.
ATHER of mercies ! send thy grace,

All powerful, from above
To form, in our obedient souls,

The image of thy love. 2 O may our sympathising breasts

That generous pleasure know; Kindly to share another's joy,

And weep for others' woe. 3 Whene'er the helpless fons of want

Ip low distress are laid,

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