6 My highest admiration raise;
My best affections move;

Employ my tongue in songs of praise,
And fill my heart with love.

151.

L. M.

DODDRIDGE,

Universal Love of God.

1 TRIUMPHANT, Lord, thy goodness reigns
Through all the wide celestial plains,
And its full streams redundant flow
Down to th' abodes of men below.

2 Through nature's works its glories shine;
The cares of providence are thine;
And grace erects our mortal frame
The fairest temple to thy name.

30 give to every human heart

To taste and feel how good thou art-
With grateful love, and reverend fear,
To know how blest thy children are.

152.

C. M.

WATTS.

The Same. Ps. 145.

1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King!
Let age to age thy righteousness
In songs of glory sing.

2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines
His goodness to the skies:

Through the whole earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food:

Thy liberal hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! How slow thine anger moves!

But soon he sends his pardoning word
To cheer the souls he loves.

5 Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints, that taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.

153.

L. M.

WATTS.

God's Mercy to the Human Race. Ps. 136. 1 GIVE to our God immortal praise: Mercy and truth are all his ways: Wonders of grace to God belong : Repeat his mercies in your song.

2 Give to the Lord of lords renown'; The King of kings with glory crown. His mercies ever shall endure,

When lords and kings are known no more.

3 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promised land: Wonders of grace to God belongRepeat his mercies in your song.

4 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within: His mercies ever shall endure,

When death and sin shall reign no more.

5 He sent his Son with power to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave:
Wonders of grace to God belong—
Repeat his mercies in your song.

6 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat:

His mercies ever shall endure,

When this vain world shall be no more.

154.

S. M.

*WATTS.

God's Condescension and Goodness to Man. Ps. 8.

1 O LORD, our heavenly King!

Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread,
And o'er the heavens they shine.

2 When to thy works on high
I raise my wondering eyes,
And see the moon, complete in light,
Adorn the darksome skies-

3 When I survey the stars,

And all their shining forms-
Lord, what is man, that feeble thing,
Akin to dust and worms?

4 Lord, what is feeble man

That thou shouldst love him so?
Next to thine angels is he placed,
And lord of all below.

5 How rich thy bounties are!

How wondrous are thy ways!

Of dust and worms thy power can frame
A monument of praise.

6 O Lord, our heavenly King! Thy name is all divine;

Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine.

155.

C. M.

MBS. STEELD.

God's constant Mercy.

1 ALMIGHTY Father! gracious Lord!
Kind guardian of my days!
Thy mercies let my heart record
In songs of grateful praise.

2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame
Was thy indulgent care,

Long ere I could pronounce thy name,
Or breathe the infant

prayer.

3 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turned my eye! many passed almost unknown Or unregarded by!

How

4 Each rolling year new favors brought
From thy exhaustless store;
But ah! in vain my laboring thought
Would count thy mercies o'er.

5 While sweet reflection through my days
Thy bounteous hand would trace,
Still dearer blessings claim thy praise,-
The blessings of thy grace.

6 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord!
For favors more divine,—

That I have known thy sacred word,
Where all thy glories shine.

156.

C. M.

ADDISON.

The Same.

1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God!
My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When, in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps I ran,

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

4 When worn by sickness, oft hast thou
With health renewed my face,
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
Which tastes those gifts with joy.

6 Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue,

And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.