vi 4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait; My soul, disdain to fear:

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The righteous Judge is at the gate,
And thy redemption near.

Montgomery

FOURTH PART. 7's.-Benevento. ex.
God the orphan's hope.

1 WHEN my cries ascend to thee,
Hear, Jehovah, from afar;
Let thy tender mercies be

Still propitious to my prayer.
When thou bad'st me seek thy face,
Quickly did my heart reply,
Resting on thy word of grace,

"Thee I'll seek, O Lord most high."

aff 2 Should the world deceitful prove,
And no more its help I share ;
Should I lose a father's love,
And a mother's tender care;
Then Jehovah's guardian eye,
Shall my orphan state defend;
Shall a parent's place supply,
Be my guardian, father, friend.

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Pratt's Coll.

FIFTH PART. 7's and 6's. P.-Missionary H.
Strength in God.

f 1 God is my strong salvation,

What foe have I to fear?
In darkness and temptation,
My light, my help is near:
Though hosts encamp around me,
Firm to the fight I stand;
What terror can confound me,
With God at my right hand?

2 Place on the Lord reliance,
My soul, with courage wait;
His truth be thine affiance,
When faint and desolate;
His might thy heart shall strengthen,
His love, thy joy increase;
Mercy thy days shall lengthen,
The Lord will give thee peace.

Montgomery

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FIRST PART. L. M.-Vernon.
Prayer and deliverance from temptation.

TO thee, O Lord, I raise my cries,
My fervent prayer in mercy hear;
For ruin waits my trembling soul,

If thou refuse a gracious ear.

112 While suppliant tow'rd thy holy hill
I lift my feeble hands to pray,
Afford thy grace, nor drive me still
With impious hypocrites away.

13 To sons of falsehood, that despise
The works and wonders of thy reign,
Thy justice gives the due reward,
And sinks their souls to endless pain.]

ti 4 For ever blessed be the Lord,

Whose mercy hears my mournful voice;
My heart, that trusted in his word,
In his salvation shall rejoice.

di 5 Let every saint in sore distress,

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By faith approach his Saviour God; Then grant, O Lord, thy pard'ning grace, And feed thy church with heav'nly food.

Anon

SECOND PART. C. M.-Rochester. ez.
Prayer and praise for deliverance from evil companions
aff 1 TO thee, my King, my God of grace,
I lift my humble cry;

Let not my poor desponding soul
With impious wretches die.

[2 With peaceful lips and froward heart
They charm the wretch astray;
And lure his heedless feet to death,
Along the flowery way.]

p113 For me they dug the secret pit,
And form'd the hidden snare;

Thoughtless, I followed where they led,
Nor saw destruction near.

f 4 He broke the charm that drew my feet
To darkness and the dead;

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From lips profane, and tongues impure,
With trembling steps I fled.

er 5 My heart with agonizing prayer
Besought the Lord to save:
Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand
And brought me from the grave.

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Homeward I flew to find my God,
And seek his face divine;
Restor❜d to peace, to hope, to life,
To Zion's friends and mine.

7 My lips thy wond'rous works shall sing,
My heart adore thy grace:

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Henceforth, be love my sweet employ,
And all my pleasure praise.

Dwight.

FIRST PART. L. M.-Luther's Hymn. Park-street.
Ascriptions of honor and glory.

vi.f1 GIVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame,
Give to the Lord renown and power,
Ascribe due honors to his name,
And his eternal might adore.

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2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud,
Over the ocean and the land;

His voice divides the watery cloud,

And lightnings blaze at his command.

di-cr3 He speaks-and tempest, hail, and wind,
Lay the wide forest bare around;
The fearful hart and frighted hind,
Leap at the terror of the sound.

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4 To Lebanon he turns his voice,

And lo! the stately cedars break; The mountains tremble at the noise; The valleys roar; the deserts quake. di 5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood: The thund'rer reigns for ever king; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing.

p 6 In gentler language, then the Lord The counsel of his grace imparts; Amid the raging storm, his word

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Speaks peace and courage to our hearts.

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SECOND PART. 11's.-Goshen.

Same subject.

vif 1 GIVE glory to God in the highest; give

praise,

Ye noble, ye mighty, with joyful accord;
All-wise are his counsels, all-perfect his ways,

In the beauty of holiness worship the Lord. dill 2 The voice of the Lord on the ocean is known, The God of eternity thund'reth abroad;

The voice of the Lord from the depth of his throne,

Is terror and power, all nature is awed.

-cr 3 At the voice of the Lord, the tall cedars are bow'd,

And towers from their base into ruin are

hurl'd;

di The voice of the Lord from the dark-bosom'd

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cloud,

Dissevers the lightning in flames o'er the world.

p 4 The voice of the Lord, through the calm of the wood,

Awakens its echoes, strikes light through the

caves;

cr The Lord sitteth King on the turbulent flood; The winds are his servants, his servants the

waves.

11 5 The Lord is the strength of his people; the Lord

Gives health to his chosen, and peace ever

more;

f Then throng to his temple, his glory record; m-p But oh! when he speaketh-in silence adore. Montgomery.

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1 I WILL extol thee, Lord on high,
At thy command diseases fly;

Who but a God can speak, and save
From the dark borders of the grave?

f 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove
How large his grace, how kind his love:
Let all your powers rejoice, and trace
The wondrous records of his grace.

p 3 His anger but a moment stays;

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His love is life and length of days:
Though grief and tears the night employ,
The morning star restores the joy.

SECOND PART. L. M-Luton. Quito.

Health, sickness, and recovery.

11 1 FIRM was my health; my day was bright; And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night: Fondly I said within my heart,

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Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart.

2 But I forgot thine arm was strong,

Which made my mountain stand so long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,

-pp My health was gone, my comforts died.
f. ex 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God,

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"What canst thou profit by my blood? di Deep in the dust, can I declare Thy truth, or sing thy goodness there? Hear me, O God of grace," I said, "And bring me from among the dead;" Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 5 My groans, and tears, and forms of wo, Are turn'd to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. f 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name;

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Thy praise shall sound through earth and heav'n,

For sickness heal'd, and sins forgiv❜n.

FIRST PART. C. M.-Windsor.

Deliverance from death.

1 INTO thy hand, O God of truth,

My spirit I commit;

Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death,
And sav'd me from the pit.

2 The passions of my hope and fear
Maintain❜d a doubtful strife;

While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd
To take away my life.