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Nor from bis house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak bis praise.
HYMN 64. S. M.
My trust is in his name ;
Shall never suffer shame. 2 From the first dawning light
Till the dark evening's shade, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait,
And ask thy heav'nly aid. 3 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper age,
Aod follies of my youth.
Both truth and mercy shine,
To his blest will incline.
Who bis direction seek,
The huinhle and the meek.
Save thou my soul from shame;
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And my salvation too ;
W bat mortal flesh can do.
% One privilege my beart desires;
O grant me an abode
The temples of my God!
And see thy glory still;
And learn thy holy will.
his children hide; God has a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.
Leave me to want or die,
And all my peed supply.
And keep your courage up ;
And elevate your hope.
HYMN 66. C. M.
Love to Enemies. Ps. xxxv. 12--14.
Which holy David shows !
To his afflicted foes !
And seems to feel the smart;
And melts his pious heart.
As for a brother dead !
Wbilst for their life be pray'd !
Yet still he pleads and mourns ;
And double blessings on his head
The righteous God returns.
Thus Christ the Lord appears ;
And pities them with tears.
Bless'd and belov'd of God,
Shed his own precious blood.
HYMN 67. L. M.
IGH in the heav'ns, eternal God,
Thy goodness in full glory shines;
Which veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy juscice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep ;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep, 3 Thy providence is kind and large,
Both men and beasts thy bounty share ;
But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 O God, how excellent tby grace,
Whence all our hope and comfort springs!
Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 From the provisions of thy house
We shall be fed with rich repast;
like a river flows, Aod brings salvation to our taste. 6 Life, like a fountain full and free,
Springs from the presence of the Lord;
HYMN 68. C.M.
Man's Mortality. Ps. XXXX.
Thou Maker of my frame;
And learn how frail I am.
How short the fleeting time!
In all his flow'r and prime.
Like shadows o'er the plain ;
But all their noise is vain.
Some dig for golden ore ;
Aod straight are seen no more.
From creatures, earth and dust?
And disappoiot our trust.
Such hopes I now recal ;
Charity rewarded. Ps. xli.
Relieves the poor in their distress;
Whose band supports the fatherless. % His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hand can do;
3 His soul shall live secure on earth,
With secret blessings on his head ;
Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if he languish on his couch,
God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n
HYMN 70. “C. M.
In Time of War. Ps. xliv.
lo our attentive ears,
And in more ancient years.
To them salvation gave ;
That did their country save.
Whose succour they implor’d,
Who thy great name ador’d.
So thou art still our King ;
To us deliv'rance bring.
When we in war engage ;
And calm their haughty rage. 6 To thee the glory we'll ascribe,
From whom salvation came ;
And ever bless thy name, Tate varied.