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The nations learn his righteousness,
And humble sinners taste his grace.

C. M.

Christ's Sufferings and Victories.

1 "NOW in the hour of deep distress,
My God! support thy Son,
When horrors dark my soul oppress,
Oh! leave me not alone!"

2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray
With mighty cries and tears;
God heard him, in that dreadful day,
And chased away his fears.

3 Great was the victory of his death,
His throne 's exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth
Shall worship—or shall die.

4 The meek and humble soul shall see
His table richly spread;

And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

5 The isles shall know the righteousness
Of our incarnate God;
And nations, yet unborn, possess
Salvation in his blood.

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God, our Shepherd.

1 MY shepherd is the living Lord; Now shall my wants be well supplied: His providence and holy word

Become my safety and my guide.

2 In pastures where salvation grows,
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food 's divinely blest.

3 My wandering feet his ways mistake;
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale, Where death and all its terrors are;

My heart and hope shall never fail, For God, my shepherd,'s with me there. 5 Surely the mercies of the Lord

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Attend his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.

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Jehovah, the Shepherd of his People.

1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noon-day-walks he will attend,
And all my midnight-hours defend.
2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3 Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
Thy presence shall my pains beguile;
The barren wilderness shall smile,

With sudden greens and herbage crowned,
And streams shall murmur all around.

4 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord! art with me still;
Thy friendly rod shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

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FIRST PART, C. M.

The watchful Shepherd.

1 MY shepherd will supply my need,

Jehovah is his name;

In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.

2 He brings my wandering spirit back,
When I forsake his ways;

And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

3 When I walk through the shades of leath,
Thy presence is my stay;
A word of thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.

4 The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;

Oh! may thy house be mine abode,
And all my work be praise.

5 There would I find a settled rest,-
While others go and come;
No more a stranger or a guest,
But like a child at home.

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SECOND PART, C. M.

Gratitude and Hope.

1 MY soul! triumphant in the Lord,
Proclaim thy joys abroad,

And march with holy vigor on,
Supported by thy God.

2 Through every winding maze of life
His hand has been my guide;

And, in his long-experienced care,
My heart shall still confide.

3 His grace through all the desert flows,
An unexhausted stream;

That grace, on Zion's sacred mount,
Shall be my endless theme.

4 Beyond the choicest joys of time
Thy courts on earth I love;
But Oh! I burn with strong desire
To view thy house above.

5 There, joined with all the shining band
My soul would thee adore ;-
A pillar in thy temple fixed,

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To be removed no more.

FIRST PART, S. M.

The good Shepherd.

1 THE Lord my shepherd is, I shall be well supplied:

Since he is mine, and I am his,
What can I want beside?

2 He leads me to the place,

Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.

3 If e'er I go astray,

He doth my soul reclaim;
And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.

4 While he affords his aid,
I cannot yield to fear;

Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My shepherd's with me there.

5 Amid surrounding foes,

Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.

6 The bounties of thy love

Shall crown my foll' wing days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.

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SECOND PART, S. M.

The Presence of Christ.

1 WHILE my Redeemer's near,
My shepherd, and my guide,
I bid farewell to every fear;
My wants are all supplied.

2 To ever-fragrant meads,

Where rich abundance grows,
His gracious hand indulgent leads,
And guards my sweet repose.

3 Dear Shepherd! if I stray,

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My wandering feet restore;

And guard me with thy watchful eye,
And let me rove no more.

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The faithful Shepherd.

MY Shepherd's name is Love-
Jehovah, God above ;

Where tender herbage grows,
And peaceful water flows,
He gently leads, he kindly feeds,
And lulls me then to sweet repose.
2 If e'er I heedless stray,,

He shows my feet the way;

Yea, though through dreary glades,
I walk in dismal shades,

No harm I fear, for thou art near,
Thy faithful staff my progress aids.
3 When raging foes surround,
My comforts still abound;
I breathe a fragrant air,

And feed on sweetest fare:
Thus in thy fold, when worn and old,
I'll dwell secure beneath thy care.

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The Care of the good Shepherd.

1 THE Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know; I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed.

2 Through the valley and shadow of death, though I stray,

Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay; No harm can befall, with my comforter near, 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth

o'er ;`

With perfume and oil thou anointest my head; Oh! what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! Still follow my steps till I meet thee above; I seek-by the path which my forefathers trod, Through the land of their sojourn-thy king

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dom of love.

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The heavenly Shepherd.

1 TO thy pastures, fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd! lead thy charge;