HYMN CXXXVII. God's wonders of Creation, Providence, &c. IVE thanks to God the fov'reign Lord, THis Mercies fill endure; G And be the King of Kings ador'd, His Truth is ever fure. What Wonders hath his Wifdom done? Heav'n, Earth and Sea, he fram'd alone, The Sun fupplies the Day with Light, He faw the Nations dead in Sin, How fad the ftate the World was in, He fent to fave us from our Woe, From Death and Hell, and every Foe, And fill his Grace prevails. Give thanks to God the heav'nly King, His Mercies ftill endure; Let the whole Earth his Praifes fing, His Truth is ever fure, HYMN CXXXVIII. PSALM CIII. Blefs the Lord, my Soul, Let all within me join, And join my Tongue to blefs his Name, O blefs the Lord, my Soul, 'Tis he forgives thy Sins, He crowns thy Life with Love, He that redeems our Souls from Hell, He fills the Poor with good, He gives the Suff'rers Reft; The Lord hath Judgments for the Proud, And Justice for th' oppreft. His wond'rous Works and Ways, He made by Mofes known; But fent the World, his Truth and Grace, By his beloved Son. HYMN D HYMN CXXXIX, To Chrift. EAR Jefus who can In Lifes narrow span, Thro' Faith in thy Blood, The Cherubs of Light, With Veils on their Face. Thy Churches on Earth, Thrice holy art thou, Our Souls to bow down; Thy Thy Love in Creation, HYM N CXL. COME holy Spirit and infuse Upon the prefent Water move, Baptifm is an Ordinance, Baptize this Soul with Fire of Love, Lord, let this Soul die unto Sin, C Christ's fecond Coming. Hrift comes! he comes to call And raise to Glory all, Make Make ready for your full Reward, Go meet him in the Sky, Your everlafting Friend, With all the Saints afcend: Ye that have here receiv'd, The Unction from above. And in his Spirit liv'd, Obedient to his Love: Jefus fhall claim you for his Bride, Rejoice in glorious Hope, Of that great Day unknown, When all fhall be caught up, And ftand before his Throne: Call'd to partake the Marriage Feast, And lean on our Emmanuel's Breaft. The everlasting Doors, Shall foon the Saints receive, Above thofe Angels Pow'rs, In glorious Joy to Live: Far from a World of Grief and Sin, Then let us wait to hear The Trumpet's welcome found, To fee our Lord appear, Watching let us be found: In Jefus let us ftill walk on, |