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3 Like the tree, that's taught to grow
Where the streams refreshing flow,
He his fruitful branch shall spread,
Prosperous, he no leaf shall shed.

4 See, ah! see, a different fate
God's obdurate foes await!

See them, to his wrath consigned,
Fly like chaff before the wind.

5 When thy Judge, O earth, shall come,
And to each assign his doom;-
Say, shall then the impious band
With the just assembled stand?

6 These, th' Almighty, these alone,
Objects of his love shall own;-
While his vengeance who defy,
Whelmed in endless ruin lie.

FIRST PART. C. M.

Marlow.

Christ exalted and his Enemies warned.

1 WHY did the nations join to slay

The Lord's anointed Son?
Why did they cast his laws away,
And tread his gospel down?

2 The Lord, who sits above the skies,
Derides their rage below;

He speaks, with vengeance in his eyes,
And strikes their spirits through.

3 "I call him my eternal Son,

"And raise him from the dead;
"I make my holy hill his throne,
"And wide his kingdom spread."
4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,
Obey the anointed Lord;
Adore the King of heavenly birth,
And tremble at his word.

SECOND PART. C. M.

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Patmos.

1 ATTEND, O earth, when God declares
His uncontrolled decree :-
"Thou art my Son-this day, my heir,
"Have I begotten thee.

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2 "Ask-and receive thy full demands-
"Thine shall the heathen be;
"The utmost limits of the lands
"Shall be possessed by thee."

3 Learn, then, ye princes-and give ear,
Ye judges of the earth;
Worship the Lord with holy fear,
Rejoice with awful mirth.

THIRD PART. S. M.

1 THE Lord ascends on high,
And asks to rule the earth;
The merit of his blood he pleads,
And pleads his heavenly birth.

2 He asks-and God bestows
A large inheritance:

Far as the world's remotest ends,
His kingdom shall advance.

3 The nations that rebel

Must feel his iron rod:

He'll vindicate those honors well,
Which he received from God.

4 Be wise, ye rulers, now,

And worship at his throne:
With trembling joy, ye people, bow
To God's exalted Son.

5 If once his wrath arise,

Ye perish on the place:

But blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.

FOURTH PART. H. M.

1 JESUS, the Saviour, reigns!
On Zion is his throne:
The Lord's decree sustains

His own begotten Son:
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And mount the skies,

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This day exalts his name:

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God our Defence. Morning.

1 O LORD, how many are my foes,

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In this weak state of flesh and blood;
My peace they daily discompose,

But my defence and hope is God.

2 Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thine heavenly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. mf 4 But God sustained me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong: He raised my head to see the light,

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SECOND PART. C. M.

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How fast my foes increase!
Their number-how it multiplies!
How fatal to my peace!

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2 But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread;

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Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.

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I called my Father, and my God,
And he subdued my fear.

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For I through him securely sleep,
Through him in safety wake.

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5 What though the hosts of death and hell
All armed against me stood?
No terrors now shall shake my soul:
My refuge is my God.

THIRD PART. C. M.

St. Ann's

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On thee my hopes rely;

Thou art my glory, and shalt yet
Lift up my head on high.

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For I through him securely sleep,
Through him in safety wake.

3 Salvation to the Lord belongs;
He only can defend ;
His blessing he extends to all,
That on his power depend.

FIRST PART. L. M.

God our Portion.

Duke Street.

WHAT though th' unthinking world may say,
"Who will bestow some earthly good ?"

Lord, for thy light and love we pray:
Our souls desire this heavenly food.

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At grace divine and love so great;
Nor will we change our happy choice,
For all their wealth and boasted state.

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SECOND PART. L. M. Duke Street.
Rest and Peace in God. Evening.

1 THY favor, gracious Lord, impart,
With sacred joy to cheer my heart:
Howe'er the corn and wine increase,
Earth ne'er can yield such heavenly peace.

2 With thy protection kindly blest,
I'll lay me down in peace to rest;
Safe in thy care-from danger free,
To wake on earth-or wake with thee.

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THIRD PART. C. M.

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I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.

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From care and business free,
"Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.

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And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith, my hope relies
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Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.

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FIRST PART.

Communion with God.

L. M.

Winchester.

Sabbath Morning.

1 LORD, hear my words-my spirit see,
When wrapt in solemn thoughts of thee:
My King, my God, my cries attend;
To thee my suppliant prayers ascend.

2 Whene'er the morning rays appear,
Thou, Lord, my early voice shalt hear:
To thee my lifted hands shall rise,
And faith look up with longing eyes.

3 O God, thy pure and holy mind
In tents of sin no joy can find:
Far from thy throne shall evil flee,
Nor e'er inhabit, Lord, with thee.
4 But I, by boundless mercies led,
Thy temple's sacred courts will tread;
Up to thy house with joy repair:

Thy mercies shall surround me there.

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While awe profound inspires my breast;
And faith, while yet my prayers arise,
Firm on the Saviour's name relies.

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