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130.

Ps. ciii.

S.M.

1 MY soul repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

2 The pity of the Lord

To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel, He knows our feeble frame.

3 Our days are as the grass,

Or like the morning flow'r;

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

4 But thy compassions, Lord,

To endless years endure

And children's children ever find
Thy word of promise sure.

131.

From Ps. civ.

P.M.

1 O WORSHIP the King all glorious above; O gratefully sing his power and his love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendour, & girded with praise. 2 O tell of his might, O sing of his grace, Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space; His chariots of wrath the deep thunder-clouds [form,

And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.

3 This earth with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty! thy power hath founded of old,
Hath'stablish'd it fast by a changeless decree,
And round it hath cast like a mantle the sea.

4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite!
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light,
Itstreams from the hills,it descends to the plain
And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.
5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail :
In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail :
Thy mercies how tender, how sure to the end,
Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer,and Friend

132.

Ps. cvi

L.M.

1 O RENDER thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love,

Whose mercy firm through ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever fast.

2 Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless;
What mortal eloquence can raise,
His tribute of immortal praise.

3 Happy are they and only they,

Who from his judgements never stray,
Who know what's right, nor only so,
But always practise what they know.

4 Extend to me that favour, Lord,
Thou to thy chosen dost afford;
When thou return'st to set them free,
Let thy salvation visit me.

133.

Ps. cxix.

C.M.

1 OH that the Lord would guide my ways, To keep his statutes still;

Oh that my God would grant me grace,
To know and do his will.

2 Oh send thy spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

3 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.

4 Make me to walk in thy commands,
'Tis a delightful road;

Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God.

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134.

P.M.

Ps. cl.

1 PRAISE the Lord, ye heavens adore him,
Praise him angels in the height;
Sun and moon rejoice before him,
Praise him all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord: for he hath spoken,
Worlds his mighty voice obey'd;
Laws which never shall be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.

3 Praise the Lord; for he is glorious,
Never shall his promise fail;

God hath made his saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.

4 Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high his power proclaim,
Heaven and earth and all creation,
Laud and magnify his name.

135.

Ps. cl.

P.M.

1 SING praises to God, in full harmony joining Ye mortals below and ye seraphs above: Thro' earth and thro' air let your accents combining,

Extol the great acts of his power and his love.

2 Oh praise him aloud in the full sounding

measures,

That trumpets and organs symphonious in

spire,

Let lutes lend their sweetness to these holy pleasures,

And deeply devout be the strains of the lyre. 3 Be vocal ye mute; to the Lord of creation, In echoes your tribute of gratitude raise, And all that have breath in sublime adoration,

The breath that he gave you, employ in his praise.

136.

HYMNS.

C.M.

1 0 THOU whose favorable eye,
The contrite soul revives,
Holy and heavenly is the joy
Thy blessed presence gives.

2 Transgressors sunk in fatal sleep,
Can sin and yet rejoice!

Were they indeed the Saviours sheep,
They'd hear the Saviour's voice.

3 Ours be the humbling joy which frees,
The soul from satan's power;
Which makes us thirst for holiness,
And hate our sins the more.

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