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2 Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began,

Or dust was fashioned into man;
And long thy kingdom shall endure,

When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man-weak man-is born to die,

Made up of guilt and vanity;
Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, is just,

“Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an ever-flowing stream,

Sweeps us away-our life's a dream-
An empty tale-a morning flower-

Cut down, and withered, in an hour. 5 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man;

And kindly lengthen out our span,
Till, cleansed by grace, we all may

be Prepared to die, and dwell with thee.

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SECOND Part. C. M. Grafton. 1 O GOD, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come;
Our shelter from the storiny blast,

And our eternal home;-
2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne,

Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is thine arm alone,

And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,

To endless years the same.
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“Return, ye sons of men;"
All nations rose from earth at first,

And turn to earth again.
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Our hope for years to come,

Be thou our guard, while troubles last, Len And our eternal home.


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Third Part. C. M. Bangor. 1 0 LORD, the saviour and defence

Of all thy chosen race,
From age to age thou still hast been

Our sure abiding place.
2 Before the lofty mountains rose,

Or earth received its frame,
Froin everlasting thou art God,

To endless years the saine.
3 Thou turnest man, O Lord, to dust,

Of which he first was made;
When thou dost speak the word, Return--

"Tis instantly obeyed.
4 For in thy sight a thousand years

Are like a day that's past;
Or like a watch in dead of night,

Whose hours unminded waste.
5 So teach us, Lord, th' uncertain sum

Of our short days to mind,
That unto wisdom all our hearts

May ever be inclined.


90 Fourth PART. C. M. Medfield. 1 RETURN, O God of love-return;

Earth is a tiresome place:
How long shall we, thy children, mourn

Our absence from thy face?
mf 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years ;

Let sin and sorrow cease;
And in proportion to our tears,

So make our joys increase.
- 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show,

Make thine own work complete;
Then shall our souls thy glory know,
And own thy love was great.



Fifth PART. C. M. Bedford. 1 LORD, if thine eye survey our faults,

And justice grow severe,
Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts,

And burns beyond our fear.


2 Almighty God-reveal thy love,

And not thy wrath alone;
Oh let our sweet experience prove

The mercies of thy throne.

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90 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 name!

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2 Our moments fly apace,

Our feeble powers decay
Swift as a flood, our hasty days

Are sweeping us away.
3 Then, if our days must fly,

We'll keep their end in sight;
We'll spend them all in wisdom's way,

And let them speed their flight. mf 4 They'll waft us sooner o'er

This life's tempestuous sea ;
Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore

Of blest eternity.

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FIRST Part. L. M. Duke Street.

Safety of trusting in God.
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Shall find a most secure abode ;
Shall walk all day beneath his shade,

And there, at night, shall rest his head.
2 Now may we say-Our God, thy power

Shall be our fortress, and our tower!
We, that are formed of feeble dust,

Make thine almighty arm our trust.
3 Thrice happy man!-thy Maker's care

Shall keep thee from the tempter's snare ;
God is thy life-his arms are spread,
To shield thee with a healthful shade.

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SECOND PART. C. M. Medford. 11 1 YE sons of men, a feeble race,

Exposed to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,

And trust his gracious care.
2 No ill shall enter where you dwell:

Or, if the plague come nigh,
And sweep the wicked down to hell,

'Twill raise the saints on high.
3 He'll give his angels charge to keep

Your feet, in all their ways;
To watch your pillow, while you sleep,

And guard your happy days.
4 Ye sons of men, a feeble race,

Exposed to every snare,
Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place,

And trust his gracious care.

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FIRST PART. L. M. Quito.
Delight in the Worship of the Sabbath.
1 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand

In gardens planted by thy hand;
Let me within thy courts be seen,

Like a young cedar, fresh and green.
2 There grow thy saints in faith and love,

Blest with thine influence from above;
Not Lebanon, with all its trees,

Yields such a comely sight as these.
3 Laden with fruits of age, they show

The Lord is holy, just, and true;
They who attend his gates shall find
God ever faithful-ever kind.


SECOND PART. L. M. Slade. mp 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King,

To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing,
To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night.

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2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest

No 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:
Thy works of grace-how bright they shine!

How deep thy counsels-how divine!
4 Sure I shall share a glorious part,

When grace hath well refined my heart,
And fresh supplies of joy are shed,

Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
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All I desired, or wished below;
And every power find sweet employ,
In that eternal world of joy.

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92 THIRD PART. S. M. Pentonville. 1 SWEET is the work, O Lord,

Thy glorious name to sing,
To praise and pray--to hear thy word,

And grateful offerings bring.
2 Sweet-at the dawning light,

Thy boundless love to tell;
And when approach the shades of night,

Still on the theme to dwell.
3 Sweet-on this day of rest,

To join in heart and voice,
With those, who love and serve thee best,

And in thy name rejoice. ? 4 To songs of praise and joy,

Be every Sabbath given,
That such may be our blest employ

Eternally in heaven.


FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester.

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The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns,
The world's foundations firmly laid,

And the vast fabric still sustains.

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