I WILL sing to my Creator,

Unto God I'll render praise, Who by every thing in nature

Magnifies his tender grace: Nought but loving condescension

Still inclines his faithful heart
To support and take their part,
Who pursue his blest intention:
All things to their period tend,
But his mercy hath no end.

2 Yea, his Son his heart paternal
Freely did give up for me,
Me to save from death eternal,

And from endless misery:
Depth of love past comprehension,
Whence can my weak spirit fetch
Thoughts profound enough to reach
This unfathom'd condescension:
All things, &c.

3 His good Spirit's blest instruction
In his word to me is given,
Whose unerring manuduction
Leads me in the way to heaven:
He endows my soul and spirit
With the light of living faith,
To o'ercome sin, world, and death,
And escape the hell I merit:
All things, &c.

4 My soul's welfare he advances,
For my body he doth care:
Aid and comfort he dispenses,
When I call on him by prayer:
When my nat'ral strength is shrink-
In the time of utmost need, (ing,

He, my God, draws nigh with
And recovers me from sinking:
speed,
All things, &c.

5 As a hen is used to gather

Her young brood beneath her
wings,

So hath God, my heavenly Father,
Kept me safe from hurtful things;
Had my God withdrawn his favour,
Had not his protecting grace
Saved me in each trying case,
I should have been helped never:
All things, &c.

IN thee I live, and move, and am;
Thou number'st all my days:
As thou renew'st my being, Lord,
Let me renew thy praise.

2 From thee I am, thro' thee I am,
And for thee I must be:
'Twere better for me not to live,
Than not to live to thee.

3 Naked I came into this world,

And nothing with me brought; And nothing have I here deserved: Yet I have lacked nought.

4 I do not praise my lab'ring hand,
My lab'ring head, or chance;
Thy providence, most gracious God,
Is my inheritance.

5 Thy bounty gives me bread with
A table free from strife (peace,
Thy blessing is the staff of bread,
Which is the staff of life.

COMMIT thou every grievance
Into his faithful hands,
To his sure care and guidance,
Who heaven and earth commands:
For he, the cloud's director,

Whom winds and seas obey,
Will be thy kind protector,
And will prepare thy way.
2 Rely on God, thy Saviour,

So shalt thou safe go on;
Build on his grace and favour,
So shall thy work be done:
Thou canst make no advances
By self-consuming care;
But he his help dispenses,
When call'd upon by prayer.
3 Thy faithfulness eternal,
O Father, certainly
What's good or detrimental

Doth for thy children see:
Thee all things serve in nature,
According to thy will;
Thou, as the great Creator,
Thy counsel dost fulfil.

4 My soul, then with assurance
Hope still, be not dismay'd;
He will from each incumbrance
Again lift up thy head;

To him who chose us for his own, Our wants and cares are fully known.

4 He knows the hours for joy and gladness,

The proper time and proper place; Are we but faithful 'midst our sad(praise:

ness,

Seek not our own, but seek his He'll come before we are aware, And dissipate our grief and care.

5 God can this hour with every dainty The poor man's table amply spread, And strip the rich of all his plenty,

And send him out to beg his bread; God can do wonders, if he please, Humble the one, the other raise.

6 Do thou with faith discharge thy station, (praise; Keep God's commands, live to his Rely on him for preservation,

On whom the whole creation stays: The man that's truly wise and just, Makes God, and God alone, his trust.

The gratitude declare, That glows within my ravish'd heart, But thou canst read it there.

3 Thy providenee my life sustain'd, And all my wants redress'd, When in the silent womb I lay, And hung upon the breast.

4 To all my weak complaints & cries
Thy mercy lent an ear, (learnt
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had
To form themselves in prayer.

5 Unnumber'd comforts to my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceived
From whom those comforts flow'd.

6 When in the slippery paths
youth

of

With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me up to man.

7 Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and It gently clear'd my way, (deaths And thro' the pleasing snares of vice More to be fear'd than they.

8 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou

With health renew'd my face; And when in sin and sorrow sunk, Revived my soul with grace.

9 Ten thousand thousand precious My daily thanks employ; (gifts Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy.

10 Thro' every period of my life

Thy goodness I'll pursue : And after death, in heaven with thee, The glorious theme renew.

11 Through all eternity to thee
A joyful song I'll raise :

But oh! eternity's too short
To utter all thy praise.

preme,

seem

Thy people on their pilgrimage:
Thy paths may strange and devious
pests rage,
Amid the desolating blast,
But yet are straight-should tem-
Thy calming voice is heard at last.

2 Thy wisdom scatters, Lord most
high,
(bine;
What human prudence would com
Thy power upraises to the sky,
What some in fetters would confine:
Man, reading not thy perfect will,
Walketh in some vain shadow still.
3 Thy thoughts are high, and soar
above

The vanities which all admire:
No eloquence thine ear can move,
Thy impulse must the tongue inspire:
The Pharisees thou passest by
While mercy waits the sinner's cry.
4 We magnify thy grace, pure love
Doth thy paternal heart excite;
Thy pillar doth before us move,
To dwell with us is thy delight:
Thou watchest o'er us day by day,
And lead'st us in the narrow way.

5 Thou can'st discern our ignorance, Thou know'st how very weak we are; Our actions prove our impotence, Thine-wondrous power and faithful (sheep Though to the world unknown, thy Thou in thy fold dost safely keep.

care :

GIVE to the winds thy fears,
Hope, and be undismay'd;
God hears thy sighs and counts thy
God shall lift up thy head; (tears,
Thro' waves, thro' clouds and storms
He gently clears thy way;
Wait thou his time, so shall the night
Soon end in joyous day.

2 He every where hath way,

And all things serve his might,
His every act pure blessing is,
His path unsullied light:
When he makes bare his arm,

What shall his work withstand?
When he his people's cause defends
Who, who shall stay his hand?
3 Leave to his sovereign sway
To choose and to command, (own

With wonder fill'd thou then shalt
How wise, how strong his hand;
Thou comprehend'st him not,
Yet earth and heaven tell,
God sits as sovereign on the throne,
He ruleth all things well.

4 Thou seest our weakness, Lord,
Our hearts are known to thee,
O lift thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!
Let us, in life and death,

Boldly thy truth declare,
And publish with our latest breath
Thy love and guardian care.

CHILDREN of God lack nothing,
His promise bears them thro';
Who gives the lilies clothing,
Will clothe his people too :
Beneath the spreading heavens,
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens,

Will give his children bread.

2 Tho' vine, nor fig tree neither, Their wonted fruit should bear; Tho' all the field should wither,

Nor flocks nor herds be there: Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice; For while in him confiding, I cannot but rejoice.

2 What thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive:
What to morrow may betide,

Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that thou wilt care,
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies

On a care beyond his own,
Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone;

Let me thus with thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.

4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon thy smiles,

Till the promised hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love.

TO God on high all glory be,
And thanks that he's so gracious,
That hence to all eternity

No evil should oppress us:
His word declares good will to men,
On earth is peace restored again

Thro' Jesus Christ our Saviour.

2 We humbly thee adore and praise
And laud for thy great glory:
Father, thy kingdom lasts always,
Not fail, nor transitory;
Thy power is endless as thy praise
Thou speak'st, the universe obeys;
In such a Lord we're happy.

3 O Jesus Christ, thou Son beloved
Of thy celestial Father,
By whom all enmity's removed,
And all the lost find succour;
Thou Lamb once slain, our God and
Lord,

To needy prayers thine ear afford,
And on us all have mercy.

4 O Comforter, God Holy Ghost,
Thou source of consolation,

From Satan's power thou wilt, we trust,

Protect Christ's congregation;

His everlasting truth assert,

All evil graciously avert,

Lead us to life eternal.

30 Lamb of God, for sinners slain, Who didst the human race regain, And claim'st it as thy property; Worthy art thou eternally;

For all we are & have, is thine alone, Ah! take and keep us evermore thine own.

4 O Holy Ghost, to thee we raise With joyful hearts our thanks and praise,

For leading us to Christ by faith And glorifying Jesus' death; O grant that we may all in him abide, [ bride. That he may glory in a faithful 5 We all say, Amen, deeply bow'd In presence of the Triune God, By whom in Christ we're foreordain'd

To happiness that knows no end; With grateful hearts we thank and praise the Lord:

His saving name for ever be adored.