2 Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began, P 3 But man-weak man-is born to die, 90 Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, is just, 4 Death, like an ever-flowing stream, 5 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man; SECOND PART. C. M. 1 O GOD, our help in ages past, 2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne, 3 Before the hills in order stood, Grafton. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, All nations rose from earth at first, mf 5 O God, our help in ages past, Len Be thou our guard, while troubles last, 90 90 THIRD PART. C. M. 1 O LORD, the saviour and defence From age to age thou still hast been 2 Before the lofty mountains rose, 3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust, Bangor. When thou dost speak the word, Return- 4 For in thy sight a thousand years Or like a watch in dead of night, 5 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum That unto wisdom all our hearts FOURTH PART. C. M. Medfield. 1 RETURN, O God of love-return; How long shall we, thy children, mourn mf 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years; f 90 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, FIFTH PART. C. M. Bedford. 1 LORD, if thine eye survey our faults, And justice grow severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, 90 2 Almighty God-reveal thy love, Oh let our sweet experience prove SIXTH PART. S. M. Little Marlb'ro'. 1 LORD, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame! Our life-how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the naine ! 2 Our moments fly apace, Our feeble powers decay; 3 Then, if our days must fly, We'll keep their end in sight; mf 4 They'll waft us sooner o'er > mf 91 This life's tempestuous sea; Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore FIRST PART. L. M. Duke Street Safety of trusting in God. 1 HE, who hath made his refuge God, 2 Now may we say-Our God, thy power 3 Thrice happy man!-thy Maker's care 91 SECOND PART. C. M. 1 1 YE sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, 92 Medford. Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell: 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep 4 Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, FIRST PART. L. M. Delight in the Worship of the Sabbath. 1 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Quito 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 3 Laden with fruits of age, they show 92 SECOND PART. L. M. Slade mp 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 2 Sweet is the day of sacred restNo mortal care shall seize my breast; Oh may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. mf 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works-and bless his word: 4 Sure I shall share a glorious part, f5 Then shall I see-and hear-and know f 92 And every power find sweet employ, THIRD PART. S. M. Pentonville. 1 SWEET is the work, O Lord, To praise and pray-to hear thy word, 2 Sweet-at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell; And when approach the shades of night, 3 Sweet-on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice, With those, who love and serve thee best, 4 To songs of praise and joy, Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ 93 FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester. The Majesty and Dominion of God. mf 1 WITH glory clad-with strength arrayed, The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, The world's foundations firmly laid, |