mf 4 Oh! wondrous knowledge-deep and high! Where can a creature hide?

Within thy circling arms I lie,
Inclosed on every side.

mf 5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,

To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.

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FIFTII PART. C. M. Spencer.

LORD, where shall guilty souls retire,
Forgotten and unknown?-

In hell they meet thy dreadful fire-
In heaven thy glorious throne.

2 Should I suppress my vital breath,
To 'scape the wrath divine;

Thy voice would break the bars of death,
And make the grave resign.

3 If, winged with beams of morning light,
I fly beyond the west;

Thy hand, which must support my flight,
Would soon betray my rest.

4 If o'er my sins I think to draw
The curtains of the night;
The flaming eyes that guard thy law,
Would turn the shades to light.

5 The beams of noon-the midnight hour,
Are both alike to thee:

Aff Oh may I ne'er provoke that power,
From which I cannot flee.

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SIXTH PART. C. M. Medfield.
God our Creator and Preserver.

WHEN I with pleasing wonder stand,
And all my frame survey;

Lord, 'tis thy work-I own thy hand

That built my humble clay.

2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands,
The product of thy skill;

And hourly blessings from thy hands,
Thy thoughts of love reveal.

3 And when I count thy mercies o'er,
They fill me with surprise:
Not all the sands that spread the shore
To equal numbers rise.

4 These on my heart by night I keep;
How kind, how dear to me!

Oh may the hour that ends my sleep
Still find my thoughts with thee!

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SEVENTH PART. C. M. Dundee.

JEHOVAH, God! thy gracious power
On every hand we see;

Oh may the blessings of each hour
Lead all our thoughts to thee!

2 If, on the wings of morn, we speed
To earth's remotest bound,

Thy hand will there our journey lead,
Thine arm our path surround.

3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps,
And reaches to the skies;
Thine eye of mercy never sleeps,
Thy goodness never dies.

4 From morn till noon-till latest eve,
Thy hand, O God, we see ;

And all the blessings we receive
Proceed alone from thee.

5 In all the varying scenes of time,
On thee our hopes depend;

In every age-in every clime,
Our Father and our Friend.

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S. M.

Hudson.

P

Divine Protection acknowledged and implored

JE

EHOVAH, God most high!
Thou art the God I own:

Oh let my supplicating cry
Be heard before thy throne.

2 Great God, thy sovereign power
Salvation can impart :

Thy shield, in every dangerous hour,
Has sheltered o'er my heart.

3 Do thou my foes repel,

Their dark designs restrain;
So shall the powers of earth or hell
Assault my soul in vain.

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L. M.

Daily Devotion.

Winchester.

M Like morning incense in thine house;

Y God, accept my early vows,

And let my nightly worship rise,
Sweet as the evening sacrifice.

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord,
From every rash and heedless word;
Nor let my feet incline to tread

The guilty path, where sinners lead.

3 Oh may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove my wandering way: Their gentle words, like ointment shed, < Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. mp 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; <<And by my warm petitions, prove mf How much I prize their faithful love.

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L. M.

Medway.
Longing for Spiritual Light and Comfort.
MY
Y righteous Judge-my gracious God,
Hear, when I spread my hands abroad;
I cry for succor from thy throne,

Oh make thy truth and mercy known.
2 For thee I pray-for thee I mourn;
When wilt thou, gracious Lord, return?
Shall all my joys on earth remove?
Wilt thou forever hide thy love?
3 I lift my hands to thee again,
And thirst like parched lands for rain;
Oh! let me hear thy gracious voice-
So shall my weary soul rejoice.

4 My thoughts in musing silence trace
The ancient wonders of thy grace;
Thence I derive a glimpse of hope,
To bear my sinking spirit up.

5 Teach me, O Lord, thy holy will,
And lead me to thy heavenly hill:
Oh let the Spirit of thy love

Conduct me to thy courts above.

144

FIRST PART. C. M. Stamford. OREVER blessed be the Lord,

My Saviour, and my shield;

He sends his Spirit with his word,
To arm me for the field.

2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul his care;
Instructs me in the heavenly fight,
And guards me through the war.
3 A friend and helper so divine
My fainting hope shall raise;

He makes the glorious victory mine,
And his shall be the praise.

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SECOND PART. C. M.

Bether

God's condescending Goodness to Man.
LORD, what is man-poor feeble man,
Born of the earth at first?

His life a shadow-light and vain,
Still hastening to the dust.

2 Oh! what is feeble, dying man,
Or all his sinful race,

That God should make it his concern

To visit him with grace!

3 That God who darts his lightnings down,

Who shakes the worlds above,

While terrors wait his awful frown-
How wondrous is his love!

145 FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester.

MY

All Praise due to God.

Y God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.

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2 The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear;
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty done for thee.

3 Thy works with boundless glory shine,
And speak thy majesty divine;
Let every realm with joy proclaim
The sound and honor of thy name.

4 Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and triumph of their tongue.

5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds;
Vast-and unsearchable thy ways!
ff Vast-and immortal be thy praise!

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SECOND PART. C. M. St. Ann's.

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LONG as I live, I'll bless thy name,
My King, my God of love;

My work and joy shall be the same,
In brighter worlds above.

2 Great is the Lord-his power unknown,
Oh let his praise be great;

I'll sing the honors of thy throne,

Thy works of grace repeat.

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;
And while my lips rejoice,

The men who hear my sacred song,
Shall join their cheerful voice.

4 Fathers to sons shall tell thy name,
And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations sound thy praise.

5 The world is governed by thy hand,
Thy saints are ruled by love;

And thine eternal kingdom stands,
Though rocks and hills remove.