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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.
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FOREVER 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. 144 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 frownf How wondrous is his love!

145 FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester.

All Praise due to God.
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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 inake 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!
Vast—and immortal he thy praise !

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LOŃG 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.

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THIRD Part. C. M. Corinth. mp SWEET is the memory of thy grace,

My God, my heavenly King; < Let age to age thy righteousness

In sounds of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high-but ne'er confines

His goodness to the skies;
Through all the earth his bounty shines,

And every want supplies.
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3 How kind are thy compassions, LC"!

Ilow slow thine anger moves < But soon he sends his pardoning w F

To cheer the souls he loves. dol 4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace,

My God, my heavenly King; < Let age to age thy righteousness

In sounds of glory sing. 145 FOURTH PART. C. M. Berwick.

GREAT is the Lord !-our souls adore !

We wonder while we praise ;
Thy power, O God, who can explore,

Or equal honor raise?
2 How large thy tender mercies are !

How wide thy grace extends !
On thy beneficence and care

The universe depends.
3 Thy praise shall be my constant theme;

How wondrons is thy power!
I'll speak the honors of thy name,

And bid the world adore. f

4 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue,

While suns shall set and rise;
And tune my everlasting song

In realms beyond the skies.

145 Fifth Part. C. M. Dunchurch

LET every tongue thy goodness speak,

Thou sovereign Lord of all;
Thy powerful hands uphold the weak,

And raise the poor that fall.

2 With longing eyes thy creatures wait

On thee for daily food;
Thy liberal hand provides their meat,

And fills their mouths with good.
3 Thy mercy never shall remove

rom men of heart sincere;
Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love

Is joined with holy fear.
4 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise,

And spread thy fame abroad;
Let all the sons of Adam raise

The honors of their God.

145 Sixth Part. C. M. Bedford.

TO thee, my righteous King and Lord,

My grateful soul I'll raise;
From day to day thy works record,

And ever sing thy praise.
2 Thy greatness human thought exceeds,

Thy glory knows no end ;
The lasting record of thy deeds

Through ages shall descend.
3 Thy wondrous acts, thy power, and might,

My constant theme shall be ;
That song shall be my soul's delight,

Which breathes in praise to thee. mp 4 The Lord is bountiful and kind,

His anger slow to move;
All shall his tender mercies find,

And all his goodness prove.
5 From all thy works, O Lord, shall spring

The sound of joy and praise ;
Thy saints shall of thy glory sing,

And show the world thy ways.
6 Throughout all ages shall endure

Thine everlasting reign ;
Thine high dominion, firm and sure,

Forever shall remain.

146 FIRST PART. L. M. Mendon. Praise to God for his Perfections and Providence. PRAISE ye the Lord, my heart shall join

In work so pleasant, so divine;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last.
2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely
On Israel's God-he made the sky,
And earth, and seas, with all their train,
And none shall find his promise vain.
3 His truth forever stands secure;
He saves the oppressed-he feeds the poor,
He helps the stranger in distress,
The widow and the fatherless.

4 He loves the saints-he knows them well,
But turns the wicked down to hell:
Thy God, o Zion, ever reigns;
Praise him in everlasting strains.

146 Second PART. L. P. M. St. Helen's.

I'LL praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall einploy my nobler powers :
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,

Or immortality endures.
2 How blest the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God !-he made the sky,

And earth, and seas, with all their train :
His truth forever stands secure,
He saves the oppressed-he feeds the poor,

And none shall find his promise vain.
3 I'll praise him, while he lends me breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers :
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
While life, and thought, and being last,
Or immortality endures.

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