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ATHER of light and life! Thou goon su PREME | 0 teach me what is good. Teach methyself! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue Sacred, substantial, never-sading bliss I [pure;

§2. Adam and Ere, in a Morning Hymn, call

upon all the Parts of the Creation to join with

them in errolling their common Maker.

- Milton. These are Thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself howwondrous then! Inspeakable, who sitt'st above these Heavens To us invisible, or dimly scen in these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and pow'r divine. Soakye who best can tell, ye sons of light, Angels; for ye behold him, and with songs And coral symphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, On Farth, join all ye creatures to extol Himfirst, him last, him midst, and witbout end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st thesimiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thysphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. Thou Sun, of this great world both cye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater, sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, Andwhen high noon hast gain'd,and when thou fall'st.

Moon, that now meet'st theorient sun, now fly'st With the six’d stars, fix'd in their orb that flies,

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And ye five other wand'ring fires that move
In mystic dance, not without song, resound
His praise, who out of darkness call’d up light
Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth
Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run
Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix
... all things; let your ceaseless change

W.K. our great Maker still new praise. Ye Mists an

Exhalations that now rise From hill or streaming lake, dusky or grey, Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold, In honor to the world's great Author rise: Whether to deck with clouds thouncolor'd sky, Qr wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, Rising or falling still advance his praise. His praiseyewinds,that from fourquartersblow, Breathesostorloud; and wave your tops, yePines, With every plant in sign of worship wave. Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices, all ye living Souls; ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven's gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and he that w The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade Male vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail o Lord! be bounteous still To give us only good; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil, or conceal’d, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark.

§ 3. On the Deity. Mrs. Barbauld. I REAP God's awful name emblazon'd high, With golden letters on th' illumin'd sky; Nor less the mystic characters I see,

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Him wouldst thou please? With rev'rend awe.
Observe the dictates of his Law :
In secret on thy couch reclin'd
Search to its depth thy restless mind,
Till hush'd to the turnult lie,
And wrath and strife within thee die.
With purest gifts approach his shrine,
And safe to Him thy care resign.
I hear a hopeless train demand, -
“Where's now the wish'd Dejiv'rer's hand”
Do Thou, my God, do Thou reply,
And let thy presence from on high |
In full effusion o'er our head
Its all-enlivening influence shed.
What joy my conscious heart o'erflows :
Not such th' exulting lab’rer knows,
When to his long expecting eyes
The vintage and the harvests rise,
And, shadowing wide the cultur'd soil,
With full requital crown his toil.
My weary eyes in sleep I close,
My limbs, secure, to rest compose;
For Thou, great God, shall screen my head,
And plant a guard around my bed. -

§ 11. Psalm 5th. Merrick.

The words that from my lips proceed, My thoughts (for Thou those thoughts can't My God, Iny King, attentive weigh, [read, And hear, G hearine, when I ray. With earliest zeal, with .# Care, To Thee my soul shall pour its pray'r, And, ere the dawn has streak'd the sky, To Thee direct its longing eye: To Thee, whom nought obscur'd by stain Can please; whose doors to feet profane Inexorable stand; whose Law Offenders from thy sight shall awe. Let each whose tongue to lies is turn'd, Who lessons of deceit has learn'd, Or thirsts a brother's blood to shed, Thy hate and heaviest vengeance dread. But I, whose hope thy Love supports, (How great that Love!) will tread thy courts, My knees in lowliest reverence bend, And tow'rd thy shrine my hands extend. Do thou, just God, my path Prepare. And guard me from each hostile share; O lend me thy conducting ray, And level to my steps thy way. Behold me by a troop inclos'd, Offalsehood and of guilt compos'd : Their throat a sepulchre displays, Deep, wide, insatiate; in their praise #. flatt'ry, and with specious art Belies the purpose of their heart. O let the mischiefs they intend Retorted on themselves descend, And let thy wrath correct their sin, Whose hearts thy mercy fails to win. May all whose trust on Thee is plac'd, Peace and delight perpetual laste, Sav'd by thy care, in songs of joy

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And share the gifts on those bestow'd, Who love the name of Jacob's God. To each who bears a guiltless heart, Thy grace its blessings shall impart; Strong as the brazen shield, thy aid Around him casts its cov'ring shade.

§ 12. Psalm 6th. Merrick.

0 spare me, Lord, nor o'er my head The fulness of thy vengeance shed. With pitying eye my weakness view, Heal my vex'd soul, my strength renew; And O, if yet my sins ź. The wise corrections of thy hand, Yet give my pains their bounds to know, And fix a period to my woe. Return, great God, return, and save Thy servant from the greedy grave. Shall Death's long-silent tongue, O say, The records of thy pow'r display, Of pale Corruption's startled ear, Thy praise within its prison hear? By langour, grief, ...! care opprest, With groans perpetual heaves iny breast,

d tears, in large profusion shed, neessant lave my sleepless bed. My life, though yet in mid carcer, i. the winter of its year, (While clouds of grief around me roll, And hostile storms invade my soul.) Relentless from my cheek each trace Of youth and blooming health erase, And spread before my wasting sight The shades of all-obscuring night.

Hence, ye profane: My Swiour hears; While yet I speak, he wipes my tears, Acropts my pray’r, and bids each foe With shame their vain attempts forego, And, struck with horror from on high, In wild disorder backward fly.

§ 13. Psalm 8th. Merrick. lowortal King! Through Earth's wide frame How great thy honor, praise, and name ! Whose reign o'er distant worlds extends, Whose glory, heav'n's vast height transcends. From infants thou canst strength upraise, And form their lisping tongues to praise: By these the vengeance-breathing Foe Thy mightier terrors taught to know, In mute astonishment shall stand, Anil bow beneath thy conqu'ring hand, When, rapt in thought, with wakeful eye I.view the wonders of the sky, Whose frame thy fingers o'er our head In rich magnificence have spread; The silent Moon, with waxing horn, Along th' ethereal region borne; The stars with vivid lustre crown'd, That o walk their destin'd round. Lord! What is Man, that in thy care His humble lot should find a share; Q: what the Son of Man, that Thou Thus to his wants thy car shouldst bow :

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To him all Nature bows the knee; The beasts in him their Lord behold; The grazing herd, the bleating fold, The savage race, a countless train, That range at large th' extended plaiu, The #. of various wing, that fly

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And all the wat'ry tribes, that glide

Through paths to human sight deny'd.
Immortal King! Through
How great thy honor, praise, and name!

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§ 14. Psalm 23d. Merrick.
Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine !

Want shall never more be mine.
In a pasture fair and larg
He shall feed his happy Charge,
And my couch with tend rest care
Midst the springing grass prepare. .
When I faint with summer's heat,
He shall lead my weary, feet

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Through the verdant meadow flow,
lie inv soul anew shall frame,
And, his mercy to proclaim,
When through devious paths I stray,'
Teach my step, the better way.
Though the dreary vale I tread
By the shades of death o'erspread;
}. I walk from terror frce,
While my ev'ry wish I see
By thy rod and staff supplied;
This my guard, and that my guide.

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Thou thy favoring care hast shown.
Thou my plenteous board hast spread;
Thou with oil refresh'd my head;
Fill'd by Thee my cup o'erflows;
For thy Love no limit knows.
Constant, to my latest end,
This my footsteps shall attend,
And shall bid thy hallow'd Dome
Yield me an eternal home.

§ 15. Psalin 122d. Merrick.

1. The festal Morn, my God, is come, 2 § honor'd Dome Thy presence to adore: My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy Courts ascend, And tread the hallow'd floor. o Fv'n now to our transported eyes Fair Sion's tow'rs in prospect rise; Within her gates we stand, And, lost in wonder and delight,

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