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HAPPY the man whose cautious feet

Shun the broad way that sinners go;
Who hates the place where atheists meet,
And fears to talk as scoffers do.

2 He loves t' employ the morning light
Among the statutes of the Lord;
And spends the wakeful hours of night
With pleasure pondering o'er his word.

3 He, like a plant by gentle streams,
Shall flourish in immortal green;
And heaven will shine, with kindest beams,
On every work his hands begin.

4 But sinners find their counsels crossed;
As chaff before the tempest flies,
So shall their hopes be blown and lost,
When the last trumpet shakes the skies.

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PSALM iv. 3-5, 8.

REFUGE. C. M.

I. Watts.

J. Barnby.

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I

ORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray;

LORD

I am for ever thine;

I fear before thee all the day,

Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
'T is sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done,

Great God, my faith and hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.

4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace,

I give mine eyes to sleep;

Thy hand in safety keeps my days,

And will my slumbers keep.

PSALM V. 3-8.

I. Watts.

A-men.

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I LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;

To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye;-

2 Up-to the hills where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne
Our songs and our complaints.

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PSALM Xi.

WATERSTOCK. H. M.

H. F. Lyte.

John Goss.

MY

Y trust is in the Lord; what foe can injure me?
Why bid me like a bird before the fowler flee?
The Lord is on his heavenly throne,

And he will shield and guard his own

2 The wicked may assail, the tempter sorely try, All earth's foundations fail, all nature's springs be dry; Yet God is in his holy shrine,

And I am strong while he is mine.

3 His flock to him is dear, he watches them from high; He sends them trials here to form them for the sky; But safely will he tend and keep

The humblest, feeblest of his sheep.

4 His foes a season here may triumph and prevail ; But ah! the hour is near when all their hopes must

fail;

While, like the sun, his saints shall rise,

And shine with him above the skies.

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A-men.

SPANISH HYMN. 7s. D.

Unknown.

END.

ORD of mercy, just and kind,

LOR

Wilt thou ne'er my guilt forgive?

Never shall my troubled mind

In thy kind remembrance live?

D.C.

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