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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.

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FIRST PART. C. M. Marlovo.
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.”
p 4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth,

Obey the anointed Lord;
Adore the King of heavenly birth,

And tremble at his word.

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Second PART. C. M. 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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THIRD PART. S. M. Dover.
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.


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On Zion is his throne :
The Lord's decree sustains

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And mount the skies, He bids him rise, With power to save. 2 His kingdom is complete,

This day exalts his name:


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God our Defence. Morning.
1 0 LORD,

how many are my foes,
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,
And makes his praise my morning song.





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SECOND PART. C. M. Dundee. mp 1 MY God, how many are my fears !

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

How fatal to my peace!
| 2 But thou, my glory and my strength,

Shalt on the tempter tread;
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,

And raise my drooping head.
P 3 I cried, and from his holy hill,

He bowed a listening ear:
I called my Father, and my God,

And he subdued 'my fear.
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My sweet repose to take;
For 1 through him securely sleep,

Through him in safety wake.

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All armed against me stood ?
No terrors now shall shake my soul:

My refuge is my God.


THIRD PART. C. M. St. Ann's mf 1 THOU, gracious Lord, art my defence;

On thee my hopes rely;
Thou art my glory, and shalt yet

Lift up my head on high.
mp 2 Guarded by him, I laid me down,

My sweet repose to take;
For I through him securely sleep,

Through him in safety wake. 1 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. Duke Street.

God our Portion.
I 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.
1 2 Then shall our cheerful powers rejoice

At grace divine and love so great;
Nor will we change our happy choice,

For all their wealth and boasted state.


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. Litchfield mp 1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;

I am forever thine:
I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin.
Len 2 And while I rest my weary head,

From care and business free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed

With my own heart and thee. mf 3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done,
Great God, my faith, my hope relies

Upon thy grace alone. > 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,

I'll give mine eyes to sleep;
Thy hand in safety keeps my days,
And will my slumbers keep.



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FIRST PART. L. M. Winchester. Communion with God. 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.
P 3 O God, thy pure and holy mind

In tents of sín 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.
5 Prostrate I'll bow-with fear impressed,

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


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