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For we believe, that thou art near 3 Blest Saviour, condescend
Whep in thy presence we appear.

My advocate to be:

I could not have a better friend
3 For us to heav'n thou didst ascend,

To plead with God for me.
To plead our cause, and to attend
To all our wants, yea, to prepare
A place for us, thy bliss to share.

152.* T. 58.
4 At parting from thy little fold, THE man of sorrows, whose most pre-
Thy second advent was foretold ; cious blood
Therefore we wait with eagerness, Pleads now our cause before the throne
Lord Jesus, to behold thy face.

of God,

Is in glory seated, and with compassion 150.

Beholds, both fạr and near, each con-
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With looks of love.
WE sing thy praise, exalted Lamb,
Who sitt'st upon the throne :

153. T. 14.
Ten thousand blessings to thy name, JESUS, our High-priest and our Head,
Who worthy art alone!

Who bear'st our flesh and blood,
Thy sacred, bruised body bore

And always interced’st for us
Our sins upon the tree :

Before the throne of God;
And now thou liv'st for evermore :
O may we live to thee!

2 We know thou never canst forget 2 Poor sinners,sing the Lamb that dy'd!

Us thy weak members here;

Yea, when we suffer in the least,
(What theme can sound so sweet!)
His drooping head, his streaming side,

Thou part with us wilt bear:
His pierced hands and feet; 3 Thou with great tenderness art
With all that scene of sufl'ring love,

touch'd
Which faith presents to view ;

At what thy children feel;
For now he reigns and lives above, When by temptations we are press'd,
Yea lives and reigns for you.

Thou know'st well what we ail: 3 Was ever grace, Lord, rich as thine, 4 Thou hast a tender sympathy

Can aught so great be nam'd ? With ev'ry grief and pain;
What pow'rful beams of love divine For when thou wast a man on earth,
Thy tender heart inflam'd!

Thou didst the same sustain.
Ye angels, praise his glorious name, 5 And tho' in heav'n exalted now,

Who lov'd and conquer'd thus; Yet thou to us art near;
And we will likewise laud the Lamb, Know'st all our weaknesses and wants,
For he was slain for us.

And list'nest to our pray'r.

6 What shall we say for this thy love, 151. T. 595

But 'fore thee prostrate lie;

And thank thee that thou wast a man,
JESUS, who dy'd, is now

To all eternity.
Seated
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his throne:
The angels, who before him bow,
His just dominion own.

154. T. 14.
2 Th' unworthiest of his friends

WITH joy, we meditate the grace.
Upon his heart he bears;

Of our High-Priest above;
He ever to their cause attends, His heart is hlld with tenderness,
For them a place prepares,

His bowels yearn with love.

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2 In all our griefs he takes a share, The bruised reed he never breaks, He knows our feeble frame;

Nor scorns the meanest name. He knows what sore temptations are,

5 Then let our humble faith address For he hath felt the same.

His mercy and his pow'r; 3 He in the days of feeble flesh, We shall obtain deliv'ring grace

Pour'd out strong cries and tears; In the distressing hour. And, in his measure, feels afresh

6 He ever lives to intercede What ev'ry member bears.

Before his Father's face ; 4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead, But raise it to a flame;

Nor doubt the Father's grace.,

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tion and Government of the World.
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Thou stretchest to infinity,
O GOD, thou bottomless abyss !

Beyond the highest heavens seated;

Thy glorious name, thy majesty Thee to describe I am not able;

Can never be conceiv'd or meted. I can't express thy properties, [ble !

Thou art ador'd by all, Thy heights and depths unmeasura

Each must before thee fall ; Thou'rt an unfathomable sea, Whoe'er in confidence applied The God of universal nature:

To thee in his distress, True wisdom is not found in me,

Prov'd thy unbounded grace, I'm a short-sighted feeble creature.

And all his wants were well supplied. I'd place thee full in view,

And give thee praises due; 4 Counsel and deed are one with thee, learena Butwith mereweakness I'm surrounded;

And justice in thy court presideth; For all that thou art, knows Perfection's thine, without degree, Nor origin, nor close;

And love thy character abideth. Ah, here my senses are confounded !

Mercy and faithfulness most true,
2 All sprung from thine omnipotence, are ev'ry morning to us new,, [sure,

And graceand goodness beyond mea-
What now or ever hath subsisted:
No single atom comes by chance ;

According to thy own good pleasure. Present

Each moment of our days
Wert thou not, nothing had existed.
Whate'er accosts our ear or eye,

Thy tender care displays,
Object of knowledge or the senses,

And some new pledgeofmercy showeth.

What we are or shall be,
Derives its origin from thee,

Must be deriv'd from thee,
Its being at thy word commences:
None can control thy will;

From whom alone each blessing floweth.
What is impossible

5 Ah! who can render thee just praise? With men, thou to effect art able.

Who? tho' his heart and tongue
Thou to thyself alone

combined !
Art adequately known;

No temple is thy dwelling-place, Thy wisdom is unmeasurable.

Thy worship cannot be confined; 3 No limits thee can circumscribe, By building shrines, where thou shalt be,

Thy kingdom ev'ry where extendeth; No man thy proper aim attaineth; Who can thy greatness e'er describe? Thou lovest him, who trusts in thee,

Thy praise and power never endeth, And prostrate at thy feet remaineth;

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What man performs for thee, 17 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
Shall his own profit be;

On thee for daily food;
Thou of his gifts hast no occasion: Thy lib'ral hand provides them meat,
Thou dost on him bestow

And fills their mouths with good.
Life, and salvation too;

8 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace, But thou receivest no.accession.

My God, my heav'nly King! 6 Thy hand rewards, tho' all is thine, Let age to age thy righteousness Thou ! by whose fire thy foes must In sounds harmonious.sing

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9 Creatures with all their endless ráce, Thy friends meanwhile doth warm

Thy pow'r and praise proclaim : and cherish.

May we, who taste thy richer grace,
The seraphim with sweetest tone

Delight to bless thy name!
Express their praise and adoration ;
The elders, kneeling at thy throne,
Serve thee with deepest veneration.

157.* T. 22. Thine is the kingdom, pow's, MONARCH of all, with humble fear zaled

And glory evermore!
With humble awe I sink ashamed

To thee heav'n's hosts their voices

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Before thy majesty;
Thou art essentially

Ev'n earth and dust thy bounties share:

Let earth and dust attempt thy praise. All that is great and holy named !

2 Before thy face, O Lord most high! 156.

Sinks all created glory down:
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Almighty God, thou sov'reign Lord, Vile worm, draw near thy awful 'Fore thee we prostrate fall,

throne. the In heaven and on earth ador'd, 3. Of all thou the beginning art, etb; As the great Cause of all.

Of all things thou alone the end : 2 Thou canst not by our eyes be seen, On thee still fix my wav'ring heart, Thou art a spirit pure,

To thee let all my actions tend.
Who from eternity hast been,

4 Thou, Lord, art light : thy native ray And always shalt endure.

No shade, no variation knows; 3 Present alike in ev'ry place To my dark soul thy light display, Thy Godhead we adore,

The brightness of thy face disclose, Beyond the bounds of time and

space

5 Thou, Lord, art love : from thee Thou dwellest evermore. 4 In wisdom infinite thou art,

Flows forth in unexhausted streams;
Thine

eye
doth all things see,

Let me its quick’ning virtue prove,
And ev'ry thought of ev'ry heart O fill my heart with sacred flames!
Is fally known to thee.

6 Thou, Lord, art good, and thou
5 Whate'er thou wilt,thou Lord,canst do alone:
Here and in heav'n above,

With eager hope, with warm desire, But chiefly we rejoice to know Thee

may I still my portion own, Almighty God is Love !

To thee in ev'ry thought aspire. ; be 6 Thou lov'st whate'er thy hands have 7 So shall my ev'ry pow'r to thee -; Thy goodness we rehearse, [made; In love and endless praises rise ;

In shining characters display'd Yea, body, soul and spirit be
Throughout the universe.

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8 Lord God almighty, ceaseless praise|2 He built the earth; he spread the sky,

In heav'n, thy throne, to thee is giy'n; And fixt the starry lights on high: Here, as in heav'n, thy name we bless, He fills the sun with morning light, For where thy presence shines, is He bids the moon direct the night. heav'n.

3 He sent his Son with pow'r to save

From guilt,from darkness and thegrave: 158. T. 14.

Wonders of grace to God belong, LONG ere the lofty skies werespread, Repeat his mercies in your song. Jehovah fill'd his throne;

4 Thro’this vainworld heguides our feet, Ere man was form’d, or angels made, And leads us to his heav'nly seat; The Maker liv'd alone.

His mercies ever shall endure, 2 His boundless years can ne'er de. When this vain world shall be no more.

But still maintain their prime, [crease, ETERNITY's his dwelling-place,

162. And ever is his time.

HIGH in the heav'ns, eternal God, 3 While like a tide our minutes flow, Thy truth shall break thro' ev'ry cloud

Thy goodness in full glory shines;
The present and the past,
He fills his own immortal Now,

That veils on earth thỹ wise designs. And sees our ages waste.

For ever firm thy justice stands,

As mountains their foundations keep;

Great are the wonders of thy hands; 159.*

Thy judgments are a mighty deep. Lord, when thou saidst, “Solet it be," 2 Thy providence is kind and large, The heav'ns were spread, and shone,

Both man and beast thy bounty share; And this whole earth stood gloriously; The whole creation is thy charge,

Thou spak'st, and it was done; But man is thy peculiar care. The whole creation'still records, My God, how excellent thy grace!

Unto this very day, That thou art God, the Lord of lords; The sons of Adam in distress [springs

Whence all our hope and comfort Thee all things must obey.

Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
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3 From the provisions of thy house

We shall be fed with sweet repast; LORD! I contemplate with delight There mercy, like a river, iows, Thy various works, both day and night: And we the living water taste. What glory shines thro' ev'ry part, Life, like a fountain rich and free, What boundless pow'r, what wond- Springs from thy presence, gracious

And in thy light divine we see [Lord,

The glories promis'd in thy word. 2 All things in beauteous form apBy thy almighty Fiat rear'd: [peard,

163.* T. 214. At last thou from the dust didst raise: Thine image, Man, unto thy praise.

I WILL sing to my Creator,

Unto God I'll render praise, 161.

Who by ev'ry thing in nature

Magnifies his tender grace. GIVE to our God immortal praise ! Nought but loving condescension Mercy and truth are all his

ways;

Still inclines his faithful heart Give to the Lord of lords renown, To support and take their part, The King of kings with glory.crown. Who pursue his blest intention.

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2 Yea, his Son his heart paternal WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
Freely did give up for me,

My rising soul surveys,
Me to save from death eternal Transported with the view, I'm lost
And from endless misery.

In wonder, love, and praise.
Depth of love past comprehension !

2 O how shall words with equal warmth Whence can my weak spirit fetch

The gratitude declare,
Thoughts profound enough to reach

That glows within my ravish'd heart!
This unfathom'd condescension !

But thou canst read it there,
All things, &c.

3 Thy providence my life sustain'd,
3 His good Spirit's blest instruction

And all my wants redrest,
In his word to me is giv'n,

When in the silent womb I lay,
Whose unerring manuduction

And hung upon the breast.
Leads me in the way to heav'n.
He endows my soul and spirit

4. To all my weak complaints and cries With the light of living faith,

Thy mercy lent an ear,
To o'ercome sin, world and death, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
And escape the hell I merit.

To form themselves in pray'r.
All things, &c.

5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul
4 My soul's welfare he advances,

Thy tender care bestow'd,

Before infant-heart conceiv'd
For my body he doth care;
Aid and comfort he dispenses,

From whom those comforts flow'd.
When I call on him by pray'r;

6 When in the slipp’ry paths of youth
When my nat'ral strength is shrinking, With heedless steps I ran,
In the time of utmosi need,

Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe,
He, my God, draws nigh with speed, And led me up to man.
And recovers me from sinking.

7 Thro' hidden dangers, toils& deaths, All things, &c.

It gently clear'd my way,
5 As a hen is us’d to gather

And thro’the pleasing snares of vice,
Her young brood beneath her wings, More to be fear'd than they.
So hath God, my heav'nly Father, 8 When worn with sickness,oft hast thou
Kept me safe from hurtful things; With health renew'd

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Had

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God withdrawn his favor, And when in sin and sorrow sunk,
Had not his protecting grace Reviv'd my soul with grace.

Sav'd me in each trying case,
I should have been helped never,

9 Ten thousand thousand preciousgifts All things, &c.

My daily thanks employ;

Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
6 Since nor end, nor bounds, nor mea-
In God's mercies can be found, [sure, 10 Thro' ev'ry period of my life

That tastes those gifts with joy.
Heart and hands I lift with pleasure,
As a child in duty bound;

Thy goodness I'll pursue';
Humbly I request the favor:

And after death, in heav'n with thee,
Grant me grace both day and night,

The glorious theme renew,
Thee to love with all my might, 11 Thro' all eternity to thee
Till I change this infant savor

A joyful song I'll raise :
For that taste of bliss above, But, o! eternity's too short
Perfect praise and endless love, To utter all thy praise.

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