5 Through the vast whole it pours supplies;
Spreads joy through every part:
LORD! let such love attract our eyes,
And captivate our heart.

6 High admiration let it raise,
And kind affection more;

Employ our tongues in songs of praise,
And fill our souls with love.

42. P. M.

The God of Mercy adored.

1 PRAISE to God the great Creator,
Bounteous source of every joy.

He whose hand upholds all nature,
He whose word can all destroy !
Saints, with pious zeal attending,
Now the grateful tribute raise;
Sclemn songs to heaven ascending,
Join the universal praise.

2 Here indulge each grateful feeling;
Lowly bend with contrite souls
Here his milder grace revealing,
Here no awful thunder rolls:
Lo the eternal page before us
Bears the covenant of his love,
Full of mercy to restore us,
Mercy beaming from above.

3 Every secret fault confessing,

Deed unrighteous, thought of sin,
Seize, oh seize the proffer'd blessing,
Grace from GoD and peace within:
Heart and voice with rapture swelling,
Still the song of glory raise;
On the theme immortal dwelling,
Join the universal praise.

43. P. M.

Divine Love.

1 MY GOD! thy boundless love I praise:
How bright on high its glories blaze!
How sweetly bloom below!

It streams from thy eternal throne;
Through heaven its joys for ever run,
And o'er the earth they flow.

2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds, in air upborne,
Their genial drops distil;

In every vernal beam it glows,

It breathes in every gale that blows,
And glides in every rill.

3 It robes in cheerful green the ground,
And pours its flowery beauties round,
Whose sweets perfume the gale;
Its bounties richly spread the plain,
The blushing fruit, the golden grain,
And smile on every vale.

4 In thy bless'd gospel see it shine
With grace and glory most divine,
Proclaiming sins forgiven;

There faith, bright cherub, points the way;
To realms of everlasting day,

And opens all her heaven.

5 Then let the love which makes me bless'd,
With cheerful praise inspire my breast,
And ardent gratitude :

And all my thoughts and passions tend
To thee, my Father and my Friend,
My soul's eternal good.

6 Dart from thy own celestial flame
One vivid beam, to warm my frame
With kindred energy;

Mark thy own image on my mind,
And teach me to be good and kind,
And love and bless like thee.

44. C. M.

God kind and merciful.

LET every tongue thy goodness speak,
Thou sovereign LORD of all!
Thy strength'ning hands uphold the weak,
And raise the poor that fall,

2 When virtue in distress appears,
When griefs the heart invade,
Thy love the drooping spirit cheers,
Thy mercy lends its aid.

3 Thy hand supports our tottering days,
And guides our giddy youth;

Holy and just are all thy ways,

And all thy words are truth.

4 Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel; Thou hear'st thy children's cry; And their best wishes to fulfil,

Thy love is ever nigh.

5 Thy mercy never will remove
From men of heart sincere-
From those whose humble, fervent love
Is joined with holy fear.

45. c. M.

The Compassion of God.

HOPE of the wretched! thou alone

The broken heart canst bind,

Canst ease the deepest pangs we feel.
And raise the sinking mind.

2. Did ever, LORD! thy gracious ear
A contrite prayer disdain ?

Or when did misery humbly sigh,
And look to thee in vain ?

3 Oppress'd with grief and shame, dissolved In penitential tears,

Thy goodness calms our restlest doubts,
And dissipates our fears.

4 New life from thy forgiving love
The sinking heart receives:
O that we may no more offend
The GOD who thus forgives!

5 Thy grace hath caused celestial hope
To shine serenely bright,

And shed its soft and cheering beam
O'er sorrow's darkest night.

6 Our hearts adore thy mercy, Lord!
And bless the friendly ray,
Which ushers in the smiling morn
Of everlasting day.

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46. L. M.

Divine Mercy.

THERE is forgiveness, LORD! with thee,
The humble penitent to cheer;

That all, who thy rich mercy see,
May hope and love, as well as fear.

2 More welcome than the morning's face
To those who long for breaking day,
Great GOD! is that abundant grace
Which thy kind promises display.
3 Our trust is fix'd upon thy word,
Nor shall we trust his word in vain,
Let contrite souls address the Lord,
And find relief from all their pain.

1 'TIS mercy calls, let all their tribute bring
Of grateful homage to our heavenly King;
In strains of joy proclaim abroad
The boundless mercy of our GOD,
The mercies shown us from above,
The wonders of redeeming love;

'Tis mercy calls,-in sacred chorus raise

To GOD, the GOD of all, a song of heartfelt praise.
2 That glorious Being reigns enthron'd on high.
Yet views the wretched with a pitying eye;
His eye beholds each anxious care,
The lonely sigh, the silent tear;
He sees the widow's streamiug eye,
He hears the hungry orphan's cry:
Depending worlds his sacred bounty share;
All creatures find a place in their Creator's care.
3 Hear this, ye pious but dejected minds,
Whom error darkenss, or whom weakness binds;
Lift from the dust your mournful eye.

And know the LORD, your help is nigh,
These sorrows from your breast shall roll,
And comfort bless the humble soul
Let cheerful hope in every bosom spring,
For boundless mercy dwells with heaven's im-
mortal King.

4 All ye who bend beneath the stroke of time,
And ye whose cheeks confess their healthy prime,
Your Maker and Preserver raise,
For early and for lengthen'd days:
The pious and the grateful song,
Shall lisp upon the infant's tongue;

While heavenly mercy soothes the mourner's care,
And bids the saints rejoice, the sinner not despair.