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2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown,

Hang on his firm decree;
He sits on no precarious throne,

Nor borrows leave to be.
3 His providence unfolds his book,

And makes his counsels shine;
Each opening leaf-and every stroke,

Fulfils some deep design.
4 My God, I would not long to see

My fate, with curious eyes-
What gloomy lines are writ for me,

Or what bright scenes may rise.
5 In thy fair book of life and grace,

Oh may I find my name,
Recorded in some humble place,

Beneath my Lord--the Lamb.

C. M.

Medford. Litchi id. 48

Purposes of God developed by his Providence.
1 GOD moves in a mysterious way,

His wonders to perform ;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,

And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep, in unfathomable mines,

Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,

And works his sovereign will.
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;

The clouds ye so much dread,
Are big with inercy-and shall break

With blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his

grace ;
Behind a frowning providence,

He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.
6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,

And scan his work in vain ;
God is his own interpreter,

And he will make it plain.

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C. M. 49

Ormond. Medford.
The Mysteries of Providence.
1 THY way, O Lord, is in the sea;

Thy paths I cannot trace,
Nor comprehend the mystery

Of thine unbounded grace.
2 ”Tis but in part I know thy will;

I bless thee for the sight :-
When will thy love the rest reveal,

In glory's clearer light?
3 With rapture shall I then survey

Thy providence and grace;
And spend an everlasting day

In wonder, love, and praise.
50

Channing. Patmos.
Almighty Power and Majesty of God.
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1 THE Lord our God is clothed with might,

The winds obey his will ;
He speaks--and in his heavenly height

The rolling sun stands still.
2 Rebel, ye waves-and o'er the land

With threatening aspect roar!
The Lord uplifts his awful hand,

And chains you to the shore.
3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine !

Without his high behest,
Ye shall not, in the mountain pine,

Disturb the sparrow's nest.
4 His voice sublime is heard afar,

In distant peals it dies;
He yokes the whirlwinds to his car,

And sweeps the howling skies.
mp 5 Ye nations, bend-in reverence bend;

Ye monarchs, wait his nod,
And bid the choral song ascend

To celebrate our God.

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FALL AND NATURAL CHARACTER OF MAN. 51

8. M. Little Marlboro'. Aylesbury.

Hope from the Gospel only.
1 GOD'S holy law, transgressed,

Speaks nothing but despair;
Burdened with guilt--with grief oppressed,

We find no comfort there.

2 Not all our groans and tears,

Nor works, which we have done;
Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers,

Can e'er for sin atone.
3 Relief alone is fonnd

In Jesus' precious blood :
'Tis this that heals the mortal wound,

And reconciles to God.
4 High lifted on the cross,

The spotless victim dies :-
This is salvation's only source

Hence all our hopes arise. 52

S. M. Little Marlboro'. Aylesbury. 1 AH, how shall fallen man

Be just before his God!
If he contend in righteousness,

We fall beneath his rod.
2 If he our ways should mark

With strict inquiring eyes,
Could we for one of thousand faults

A just excuse devise ?
3 All-seeing, powerful God!

Who can with thee contend.
Or who that tries th' unequal strife,

Shall prosper in the end ?
4 The mountains, in thy wrath,

Their ancient seats forsake!
The trembling earth deserts her place,

Her rooted pillars shake !
5 Ah, how shall guilty mari

Contend with such a God?
None-none can meet him, and escape,
But through the aviour's blood,

St. Thomas. Calmar. 53

Christ a Light in Darkness.
1 HOW heavy is the night

That hangs upon our eyes
Till Christ, with his reviving light,

Over our souls arise !
2 Our guilty spirits dread

To meet the wrath of Heaven ;

S. M.

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But in his righteousness arrayed,

We see our sins forgiven.

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3 Unholy and impure

Are all our thoughts and ways:
Ilis hands infected nature cure
With sanctifying grace.

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4 The powers of hell agree

To hold our souls in vain;
He sets the sons of bondage free,

And breaks the cursed chain.

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To bring us near to God;
Thy sovereign power-thy healing grace,

And thine atoning blood.

C. M.

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Marlow. Howard's 1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair,

We wretched sinners lay,
Without one cheerful beam of hope,

Or spark of glimmering day!
2 With pitying eyes the prince of grace

Beheld our helpless grief:
He saw-and-oh amazing love! -

He ran to our relief.
3 Down from the shining seats above

With joyful haste he fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

Majan (11 4 Oh! for this love let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break,
And all harmonious human tongues

The Saviour's praises speak.
5 Angels! assist our mighty joys,

Strike all your harps of gold;
But when you raise your highest notes,
His love can ne'er be told.

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C. M.

Grafton. Litchfield
1 HOW sad our state by nature is!

Our sin-how deep it stains !
And Satan holds our captive minds

Fast in his slavish chains.
pll 2 But hark! a voice of sovereign grace

Sounds from the sacred word
Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,

And trust upon the Lord.'
- 3 My soul obeys the gracious call,

And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord ;

Oh help my unbelief.
4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,

On thy kind arms I fall:
Be thou my strength and righteousness,

My Saviour, and my all.
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C. M.

Barby. Spencer
1 GREAT King of glory and of grace!

We own, with humble shame,
How vile is our degenerate race,

And our first father's name.
2 We live estranged, afar from God,

And love the distance well;
With haste we run the dangerous road,

That leads to death and hell.
3 And can such rebels be restored!

Such natures made divine !
Let sinners see thy glory, Lord,

And feel this power of thine.
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Who his own Spirit sends,
To bring rebellious strangers nigh,

And turn his foes to friends.
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Uxbridge
1 ALL-glorious God, what hymns of praise
Shall our transported voices raise !
What ardent love and zeal are due,

While heaven stands open to our view!
2 Once we were fallen-oh how low!

Just on the brink of endless wo;

L. M.

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