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Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie,
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And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secured by sovereign love.

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FIFTH PART. C. M.

Spencer

1 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:

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.

1 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!

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

SEVENTH PART. C. M.

Dundee.

1 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.

Divine Protection acknowledged and implored

1 JEHOVAH, 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.

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3 Do thou my foes repel,

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

L. M.

Daily Devotion.

1 MY God, accept my early vows,

Winchester.

Like morning incense in thine house;
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.
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L. M.

Medway
Longing for Spiritual Light and Comfort.
Aff 1 MY 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.

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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.

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FIRST PART. C. M. Stamford

1 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;

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

SECOND PART. C. M.

God's condescending Goodness to Man.

Bether.

1 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,

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

FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester.

All Praise due to God.

1 MY 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!
Vast-and immortal be thy praise!

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

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

My work and joy shall be the saine,
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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