To our Redeemer God, 470 Svidtzoł £ Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs.

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DEBTOR to mercy alone,
Of covenant mercy I sing;
Nor fear, with thy righteousness on,
My person and offerings to bring.'
The terrors of law and of God

With me can have nothing to do
My Saviour's obedience and blood
Hide all my transgressions from view.

2 The work which his goodness began,
The arm of his strength will complete;
His promise is yea and amen,
And never was forfeited yet:

Things future, nor things that are now
Not all things below or above,

Can make him his purpose forego, 29719201¶

Or sever my soul from his love.

3 My name from the palms of his hands Eternity will not erase;

Imprest on his heart it remains,
In marks of indelible grace :
Yes, I to the end shall endure, He nodT » *
As sure as the earnest is given ;om ilelė
More happy, but not more secure, 2oid Vide
The glorified spirits in heaven! jer bak

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480." max(com. iii. 3, 4.y 1 REJOICE, believer, in the Lord, Who makes your cause his own; The hope that's built upon his word, Can ne'er be overthrown.

2 Though many foes beset your road,
And feeble is your arm;

Your life is hid with Christ, in God,
Beyond the reach of harm.

3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint,
Or fainting, shall not die ;
Jesus, the strength of every saint,
Will aid you from on high.

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4 Though sometimes unperceiv'd by sense, zal
Faith sees him always near;
A guide, a glory, a defence;
Then what have you to fear?

5 As surely as He overcame,

And triumph'd once for you;
So surely you that love his name,
Shall triumph in him too.

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1 FIRM as the earth thy gospel stands,

My Lord, my hope, my trust;

If I am found in Jesus' hands,
My soul can neʼer be lost.

2 His honour is engag'd to save
The meanest of his sheep:
All that his heavenly Father gave
His hands securely keep.

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His favourites from his breast
In the dear bosom of his love

They must for ever rest.

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(1 PET. i. 5.)

1 LEAST of all thy mercies, we, milf &

Father, thy salvation see;

As by heavenly manna fed,

Through a world of dangers led ;i bogod

Through a wilderness of cares,

Through a thousand, thousand snares,

More than now our hearts conceive; nast
More than we can know, and live!

2 Jesus' name, in Satan's hour,

Stands our adamantine tower:d sa dur I. 1 Jesus doth his own defend,

Love and save us to the end :

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Thou Maker of my frame! IM

I would survey life's narrow space,

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2 A span is all that we can boast, ei tuonod aiH & An inch or two of time; ic tesnom sdT Man is but vanity and dust voor aid seit IIA In all his flower and primes: aboud ziH

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4 What should I wish, or wait for, then,0 ↑ From creatures, earth and dust? They make our expectations vain, hots the baÄ And disappoint our trust.

5 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall;

I give my mortal interest up,

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(PSALM 90.)

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UR God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home:

2 Under the shadow of thy throne Thy saints have dwelt secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone,

And our defence is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.

4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust,

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6 Our God, our help in ages

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Our hope for years to come; dW Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home.

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LORD,

(PSALM 90.) Fidan't și Mol a

ORD, what a feeble piece?
Is this our mortal frame!

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Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis,la baA
That scarce deserves the name!

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Our moments fly apace,

Nor will our minutes stay; bob Just like a flood our hasty days:

Are sweeping us away.

4 Well, if our days must fly,

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We'll keep their end in sight, mŬ '£ We'll spend them all in wisdom's And let them speed their flight.

They'll waft us sooner o'er

This life's tempestuous sea:

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Soon shall we reach the peaceful shores &
Of blest eternity.

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IFE like a vain amusement flies, IT a
A fable or a song;

By swift degrees our nature dies,ten IIA
Nor can our joys be long,