2 This we repeat, from year to year,
And prefs upon our youth;
Lord. give them an attentive ear,
Lord, fave them by thy truth.
3. Bleffings upon the rifing race!
Make this an happy hour,
According to thy richest grace,
And thine almighty pow'r.

4 We feel for your unhappy ftate,
(May you regard it too)

And would awhile ourselves forget
To pour out pray'r for you.

We fee, tho' you perceive it not,
Th' approaching, awful doom;
O tremble at the folemn thought,
And flee the wrath to come!

6 Dear Saviour, let this new-born year
Spread an alarm abroad;

And cry, in ev'ry careless ear, "Prepare to meet thy God!"

XII. C. Prayer for Children.

Gracious Lord, our children fee,
By thy mercy we are free;

But fhall thefe, alas! remain,
Subjects ftill of Satan's reign;
Ifrael's young ones, when of old
Pharaoh threat'ned to with-hold*;
Then thy meffenger faid, "No;
.Let the children alfo go."

2. When the angel of the Lord,
Drawing forth his dreadful fword,..
Slew, with an avenging hand,...
All the first-born of the land†;

Exod. X. 9.

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+ Exod. xii. 132

Then

Then thy peoples doors he pass'd,
Where the bloody fign was plac'd;
Hear us, now, upon our knees,
Plead the blood of Christ for these !
3 Lord, we tremble, for we know
How the fierce malicious foe,
Wheeling round his watchful flight,
Keeps them ever in his fight:
Spread thy pinions, King of kings!
Hide them fafe beneath thy wings;
Left the rav'nous bird of prey
Stoop, and bear the brood away.

TH

XIII. The Shunamite *.

HE Shunamite, opprefs'd with grief, When she had lost the fon fhe lov'd, Went to Elisha for relief,

Nor vain her application prov'd.

2 He fent his fervant on before, To lay a staff upon his head;

This he could do, but do no more; He left him, as he found him, dead. 3 But when the Lord's almighty pow'r Wrought with the prophet's pray'r and faith, The mother faw a joyful hour,

She faw her child reftor'd from death. 4 Thus, like the weeping Shunamite, For many dead in fin we grieve;

Now, Lord, difplay thine arm of might,
Cause them to hear thy voice and live.
5 Thy preachers bear the staff in vain,
Tho' at thine own command we go;
Lord, we have try'd and try'd again,
We find them dead, and leave them fo.

• 2 Kings, iv. 31.

6 Come then thyfelf to ev'ry heart
The glory of thy name make known;
The means are our appointed part,
The pow'r and grace are thine alone.

XIV. ELIJAH's Prayer *.

OES it not grief and wonder move,

DOES

To think of Ifrael's fhameful fall?
Who needed miracles to prove
Whether the Lord was God or Baal!
2 Methinks I fee Elijah ftand,

His features glow with love and zeal ;
In faith and pray'r he lifts his hand,
And makes to Heav'n his great appeal.
3 "O God! if I thy fervant am,
If 'tis thy meffage fills my heart,
Now glorify thy holy name,

And how this people who thou art!" 4 He fpake, and lo! a fudden flame Confum'd the wood, the dut, the stone; The people ftruck, at once proclaim "The Lord is God, the Lord alone."

5 Like him, we mourn an awful day, When more for Baal than God appear; Like him, believers, let us pray,

And may the God of Ifrael hear!

6 Lord, if thy fervant fpeak thy truth,
If he indeed is fent by thee;
Confirm the word to all our youth,
And let them thy falvation fee.

7 Now may thy Spirit's holy fire

Pierce ev'ry heart that hears thy word,
Confume each hurtful vain defire,

And make them know thou art the Lord.

↑ 1 Kings xviii.

XV.

Preaching to the Dry Bones*.

I PReachers may from Ezekiel's cafe,
Draw hope in this declining day;
A proof, like this, of fov'reign grace
Should chafe our unbelief away.

2 When fent to preach to mould'ring bones,
Who could have thought he would fucceed?
But well he knew the Lord from ftones
Could raife up Abra'm's chofen feed.

3 Can thefe be made a num'rous hoft,
And fuch dry bones new life receive?
The prophet anfwer'd, "Lord, thou know'ft
They fhall, if thou commandment give."
4 Like him around I caft my eye,

And oh what heaps of bones appear;.
Like him, by Jefus fent, I'll try,

For he can cause the dead to hear.

5 Hear, ye dry bones, the Saviour's word! He, who when dying gafp'd," Forgive," That gracious finner-loving Lord,

Says, "Look to me, dry bones, and live." 6 Thou heav'nly wind awake and blow, In answer to the pray'r of faith; Now thine almighty influence fhow, And fill dry bones with living breath."

7 O make them hear, and feel, and shake,
And, at thy call, obedient move;

The bonds of death and Satan break,
And bone to bone unite in love.

XVI. The Red of MOSES.

I W

HEN Mofes wav'd his myftic rod

What wonders follow'd while he fpoke?

Firm as a wall the waters stood +,

Or gufli'd in rivers from the rock!

*Ezek. xxxvii. + Exod. xiv. 22. + Numb. xx. 11.

2 At his command the thunders roll'd,
Lightning and hail his voice obey'd *,
And Pharaoh trembled to behold
His land in defolation laid.

3 But what could Mofes rod have done
Had he not been divinely fent?

The pow'r was from the Lord alone,
And Mofes but the inftrument.

4 O Lord, regard thy peoples prayers!
Affilt a worm to preach aright;
And fince thy gospel-rod he bears,.
Difplay thy wonders in our fight.

5

Proclaim the thunders of thy law,
Like lightning let thine arrows fly,
That careless finners, ftruck with awę,
For refuge may to Jefus cry!

6 Make streams of godly forrow flow,
From rocky hearts, unus'd to feel;
And let the poor in spirit know
That thou art near, their griefs to heal.

7 But chiefly, we would now look up
To afk a bleffing tor our youth,
The rifing generations hope,

That they may know and love thy truth.

8 Arife, O Lord, afford a fign,,
Now fhall our pray'rs fuccefs obtain;
Since both the means and pow'r are thine,
How can the rod be rais'd in vain!

I

XVII. God Speaking from Mount Zion.

THE

HE God who once to Ifrael fpoke
From Sinai's top, in fire and smoke, I

In gentler ftrains of gospel grace

Invites us now to feek his face.