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36. S. M. WATTS. Excellence of God's Word. Morning. Ps. 19. 1 BEHOLD, the morning sun
Begins his glorious way! His beams through all the nations run,
And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes,
It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs,
And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word!
And all thy judgments just! Forever sure thy promise, Lord,
And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions given! O may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven. 5 I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
To guide me, lest I stray.
I spread thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God.
37. C. M. SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.
Goodness of God. Morning. Ps. 147. 1 DELIGHTFUL is the task to sing,
On each returning day,
And grateful homage pay. 2 The countless worlds, which, bathed in light,
Through fields of azure move, Proclaim his wisdom and his might,
But O, how great his love!
With tender care to bind;
To heal the wounded mind.
From God implore their food; His bounty grants a rich supply,
And fills the earth with good. 5 Delightful is the task, O Lord!
With each returning day,
And grateful homage pay.
38. C. M.
I haste to seek thy face;
Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
And they must drink or die. 3 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
As thy forgiving love.
I'll bless my God and King;
And tune my lips to sing.
39. L. M. Watts.
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
To run his journey through the skies: 2 Oh, like the sun may I fulfil
The appointed duties of the day;
March on, and keep my heavenly way. 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlight’ning our beclouded eyes; Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 4 Give me thy counsel for my guide,
And then receive me to thy bliss;
Morning Hymn. 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
I safely passed the silent night:
Again I see the breaking shade, . I drink again the morning light. 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour;
Once more, with awe, rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power,
And springs, my guardian God ! to thee. 3 0 guide me through the various maze
My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze
Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend,
A deeper sleep my eyes oppress;
Thy goodness still delight to bless.
That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes :
C. M. WATTS.
Morning Psalm. Ps. 5. 1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee lift up mine eye.
2 Thou art a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand :
Nor dwell at thy right hand.
3 But to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there;
And worship in thy fear. 4 O may thy Spirit guide my
feet In ways of righteousness! Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
5 T men who love and fear thy name,
Shall see their hopes fulfilled;
With favor as a shield.
Morning Hymn. 1 LORD of my life! O may thy praise
Employ my noblest powers, Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours !
2 Preserved by thy almighty arm,
I pass the shades of night, Serene, and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.