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8 Thy facred name we thus adore,
And bow before thy throne ;
extend To earth's remoteft shore ; 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
i One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise !
Does every want supply ;
And raise the filial eye.
Let me not caft away ;
Does the best homage pay.
Or impious discontent ;
Or aught thy goodness lent.
To hide the faults I see ;
That mercy fhow to me.
8 Let not this weak unknowing hand
Presume thy bolts to throw,
On each I judge thy foe.
Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong,
O teach heart
But, all beneath the sun,
Altered froin Pope. hymn LXVIII. Common Metre. [*or b]
Through life's dark, dangerous road; Let each advancing step still bring
Me nearer to my God.
And when I go astray,
To wisdom's better way.
To keep my end in sight;
Let wisdom guide me right.
And penetrate my heart.
Fountain of bliss and love;
And all my darkness be dispers’d,
Praise for Rain and fruitful Seafons.
Wide as he spreads his golden Alame,
His beams thy power and love display. 2 Fountain of good ! from thee proceed
The copious fhowers of genial rain ; Which, o'er the hill and through the mead,
Revive the grass and (well the grain.
Yet thousands of our guilty race,
abuse thy grace.
O’erlook the tokens of thy care ;
Receive with praise, and ask in prayer.
more grateful shine,
And thou, our God, enjoy'd in all. 6 Jesus ! our brighter Sun, arise,
In pleriteous showers, thy Spirit send,
At the Ordination of a Minifier.
We pay our homage and our vows ;
Whilst with a grateful heart we share
These pledges of our Saviour's care.
In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
And wide his royal bounties flow.
And hence the evangelic page. 4
In lower forms to bless our eyes,
Amidst the rage of hell they stand. 6 So shall the bright fuccellion run, Through all the courses of the sun
3 Whilft unborn churches, by their care,
Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 7 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.
What endless glory shines !
For these celestial lines,
2 Here may the wretched fons of want
Exhaustless riches find;
And lasting as the mind.
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.
Our study and delight;
And still increasing light.
Be thou forever near ;
Mrs. STELLE Hymn LXXII. Common Metre. [* or b]
Love to our Neighbour.
All powerful, from above
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,