Accept thiné offer'd grace;

6 From my sad prison set me free, Then shall I praise thy name; And holy men shall join with me Thy kindness to proclaim.

HYMN 105. B. 2. C. M. b orx

31 Christmas, Arlington. Longsuffering of God.

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AN we wretches yet alive?

And do we yet rebel? 'Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love, That bears us up from hell! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to flames; And threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feeble frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries, Forbear! And straight the thunder stays: And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace! 4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love, Too long indulg'd our sin; Our aching hearts e'en bleed to see What rebels we have been. 5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command; No more will we obey; [hand, Stretch out, O God, thy conquering And drive thy foes away.

HYMN 103. B. 2. C. M. *

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We bless the great Redeemer's love, And give the Father praise.

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HYMN 104. B. 2. S. M. *

Watchman, Pelham.

Love and mercy of God.

AISE your triumphant songs

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To an immortal tune;

Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done.

Sing how Eternal Love

Its chief Beloved chose,.

And bid him raise our wretched race From their abyss of woes.

3 His hand no thunder bears,

No terror clothes his brow;
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.

4. 'Twas mercy fill'd the throne,
And wrath stood silent by,
When Christ was sent with pardons
To rebels doom'd to die. [down
Now, sinners, dry your tears,
Let hopeless sorrow cease ;,

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Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offer'd peace.

PSALM 113. P. M. St. Hellens, or 46th Psalm.

With new melodious songs; [God,
Come, render to almighty grace
The tribute of your tongues.

2 So strange, so boundless was the love
That pity'd dying men,
The Father sent his equal Son.
To give them life again.

3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd
With a revenging rod;
No hard commission to perform
The vengeance of a God.

4 But all was mercy, all was mild,
And wrath forsook the throne,
When Christ on the kind errand came,
And brought salvation down.
5Here,sinners, you may heal your wounds,
And wipe your sorrows dry:
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name,
And you shall never die.

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confess.

E that delight to serve the Lord, The honours of his name record, His sacred name forever bless: Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays, Let lands and seas his power 2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, Çan give his vast dominion bounds; The heavens are far below his height: Let no created greatness dare With our eternal God compare,

Arm'd with his uncreated might! 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do,

And bends his care to mortal things: His sovereign hand exalts the poor, He takes the needy from the door,

And makes them company for kings.

2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise! On swifter wings salvation flies: And if he lets his anger burn,

How soon his frowns to pity turn: 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines; His strokes are lighter than our sins; And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. 6 So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hands and melting eyes; The children weep beneath the smart, And move the pity of their heart. PAUSE.

7. The mighty God, the wise and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust; And will no heavy load impose Beyond the strength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies; Like grass we spring, and die as soon 3 As morning flowers that fade at noon.

9 But his eternal love is sure

me through;

Thine eye commands with piercing view My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own,Are to my God distinctly known; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5"O may these thoughts possess my breast, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; "Nor let my weaker passions dare "Consent to sin, for God is there." PAUSE I.

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PSALM 103. 1st Part. S. M.

Hopkins, Dover, Watchman. Mercy of God to soul and body. BLESS the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul,

Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 3 Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, "Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love,

When ransom'd from the grave; He that redeem'd my soul from hell Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest;

Could I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 7 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthron'd in light: Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath his chains. 8 If, mounted on a morning ray, I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 9 Or should I try to shun thy sight, Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 10"Omay these thoughts possess my breast, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; "Nor let my weaker passions dare "Consent to sin, for God is there." PAUSE II.

11The veil of night is no disguise.

No screen from thy all-seeing eye

Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 12 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee: Not death can hide what God will spy, And hell lies naked to his eye. 13"Omay these thoughts possess my breast, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; "Nor let my weaker passions dare "Consent to sin for God is there."

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PSALM 139. 1st Part. C. M. X
London, St. Ann's.

Omniscience of God.

N all my vast concerns with thee,
In vain my soul would try

To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee
The notice of thine eye.

2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest;

My public walks, my private ways,
And secrets of my breast.

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord
Before they're form'd within;
And ere my lips pronounce the word
He knows the sense I mean.

And where's our courage fled? Has restless sin and raging hell Struck all our comforts dead? 2 Have we forgot the Almighty Name That form'd the earth and sea? And can an all-creating arm Grow weary, or decay?

3 Treasures of everlasting might In our Jehovah dwell;

He gives the conquest to the weak,
And treads their foes to hell.

4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die,
And youthful vigour cease;
But we that wait upon the Lord
Shall feel our strength increase.
5The saints shall mount on eagles' wings,
And taste the promis'd bliss,
Till their unwearied feet arrive
Where perfect pleasure is.

PSALM 111. 2d Part. C. M. X

Where can a creature hide?
Within thy circling arms I lie,
Beset on every side.

5 So let thy grace surround me still,
And like a bulwark prove,
To guard my soul from every ill,
Secur'd by sovereign love.

PAUSE.

Perfections of God.

1GREAT is the Lord; his works of might Demand our noblest songs:

Let his assembled saints unite
Their harmony of tongues.

2 Great is the mercy of the Lord,
He gives his children food;
And, ever mindful of his word,
He makes his promise good.

3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came
To seal his covenant sure;
Holy and reverend is his name,
His ways are just and pure.

4 They that would grow divinely wise
Must with his fear begin;
Our fairest proof of knowledge lies
In hating every sin.

Or venture near his throne? 2[The great Invisible! He dwells Conceal'd in dazzling light;

But his all-searching eye reveals

The secrets of the night.

3 Those watchful eyes, that never sleep,
Survey the world around;
His wisdom is a boundless deep,
Where all our thoughts are drown'd.]
4[Speak we of strength? His arm is strong
To save, or to destroy;
Infinite years his life prolong,
And endless is his joy.]

5 [He knows no shadow of a change, Nor alters his decrees;

Firm as a rock his truth remains,
To guard his promises.]
6 [Sinners before his presence die;
How holy is his name!
His anger and his jealousy

Burn like devouring flame.]
7 Justice, upon a dreadful throne,
Maintains the rights of God;
While mercy sends her pardons down,
Bought with a Saviour's blood.
8 Now to my soul, immortal King,
Speak some forgiving word;
Then 'twill be double joy to sing.
The glories of, my Lord.

HYMN 167. B. 2. L. M.

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Perfections of God. 1GREAT God! thy glories shall employ My holy fear, my humble joy; My lips, in songs of honour, bring Teir tribute to th' eternal King, 2 [Earth and the stars, and worlds unknown,

Depend precarious on his throne; All nature hangs upon his word, And grace and glory own their Lord.] 3[ His sovereign power what mortal knows?

If he command, who dare oppose? With strength he girds himself around, And treads the rebels to the ground. 4 [Who shall pretend to teach him skill? Or guide the counsels of his will? His wisdom, like a sea divine, Flows deep and high beyond our line.] 5 [His name is holy, and his eye Burns with immortal jealousy; He hates the sons of pride, and sheds His fiery vengeance on their heads.] 6 [The beamings of his piercing sight Bring dark hypocrisy to light; Death and destruction naked lie, And hell uncover'd to his eye.]

7 [Th' eternal law before him stands; His justice, with impartial hands, Divides to all their due reward, Or by the sceptre, or the sword.] 8[His mercy, like a boundless sea, Washes our loads of guilt away, While his own Son came down and died, T'engage his justice on our side.] 9 [Each of his words demands my faith, My soul can rest on all he saith; His truth inviolably keeps

The largest promise of his lips.] 10 O tell me, with a gentle voice, 66 Thou art my God," and I'll rejoice! Fill'd with thy love, I dare proclaim The brightest honours of thy name.

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Perfections of God.

EHOVAH reigns, his throne his high; His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beans so bright, 2 His terrors keep the world in awe; No mortal can sustain the sight. His justice guards his holy law; His love reveals a smiling face; His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs; His power is sovereign to fufl The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my friend? Then let my songs with angels join; Heaven is secure, if God be mine.