[UDGE me, O Lord, and prove J my ways; e 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit o 3 Amongst thy saints will I appear, With hands well wash'd in innocence; e But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honours dwell; e There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. d 0 C. M. SECOND PART. Ver. 8, 9, 13, 14. Prayer and Поре. 1 SOON as I heard my Father say, "Ye children, seek my grace," My heart reply'd without delay, "I'll seek my Father's face.' e 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away; e God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day. e 3 Should friends and kindred, near and Leave me to want, or die; [dear, o My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. -4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up; o He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. BARBY. ST. ANN'S. e The fearful hart and frighted hind, Leap at the terrour of the sound. g 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars brak; -The mountains tremble at the noise, The valles roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the flood, The Thund'rer reigns for ever king; -But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. e 6 In gentler language there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts; o Amidst the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. PSALM 97. PSALM 30. L. M. SECOND PART. Ver. 6. Health, Sickness, and Recovery. 1 bright, IRM was my health, my day was And I presun'd 'twould ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heart, d "Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." -2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long, e Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. -3 I cry'd aloud to thee, my God, e "What canst thou profit by my blood? "Deep in the dust, can I declare "Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? "Hear me, O God of grace! I said, "And bring me from among the dead:" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. -5 My groans,and tears,and forms of woe, o 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name; o Thy praise shall sound through earth and heav'n, -For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv❜n. ARMLEY. C. M. SECOND PART. Ver. 13, 18-21. Deliverance from Slander and Reproach. 1 MY heart rejoices in thy name, My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserv'd my face from Mine honour from the dust. [shame, p 2 'My life is spent with grief,' I cry'd, "My years consum'd in groans; [dry'd, My strength decays, mine eyes are And sorrow wastes my bones.' e 3 Among mine enemies, my name 4 Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seiz'd and beset me round; -I to the throne of grace apply'd, And speedy rescue found. 7 Within thy secret presence, Lord, o No fenced city, wall'd and barr'd NTO thy hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit; YORK. Forgiveness of Sins upon Confession. BLESSED souls are they, His watchful eye secures the just, 06 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, COLCHESTER. MEAR. P. M. FIRST PART. o 1 YE holy souls, in God rejoice, How wise and holy, just and true! 2 Justice and truth he ever loves, His word the heav'nly arches spread, e How wide they shine from north to -And by the spirit of his mouth [south! Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide flowing seas, Those watery treasures know their place, In the vast store-house of the deep: g He spake and gave all nature birth! And fires, and seas, and heav'n and His everlasting orders keep. [earth, a 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore A God of such resistless pow'r, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage; -Vain are their thoughts, and weak their g But his eternal counsel stands, [hands; And rules the world from age to age. ST. HELLEN'S. e 3 The eye of thy compassion, Lord; Does more secure defence afford, When death, or dangers threat'ning stand: • Thy watchful eye preserves the just, For all our hope is God alone. e 3 I told him all my secret grief, My secret groaning reach'd his ears; 4 To him the poor lift o 5 His holy angels pitch their tents 6 Thewild young lions, pinch'dwith pain And hunger, roar through all the wood; o But none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good. PORTUGAL. ISLINGTON. C. M. SECOND PART. Ver. 11-22. Exhortations to Faith and Holiness. 1 COME, children, learn to fear the And that your days be long, [Lord; Let not a false, or spiteful word Be found upon your tongue. |