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3 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy bouse,
grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow's,
Should tempt me to desert thy door. 4 God is our Sun, he makes our day,
God is our Shield, he guards our way
From foes without, and foes within. 5 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too ;
No real good from upright souls.
To Zion's gate is still inclin'd;
They lean upon their helper, God.
Till all shall meet in heav'n at length;
HYMN 141. P. M.
To tbine abode My heart aspires,
With warm desires, To see my God. 2 The sparrow for her
young, With pleasure seeks a nest, And wand’ring swallows long To fiod their wonted rest;
With equal zeal, Lord, I would wait,
Within thy gate, And with thee dwell.. 3 To spend one sacred day
Where God and saints abide,
Affords diviper joy,
I love it more
Where God appoints to hear !
And happy they,
To Zion's bill. 5 They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Wben God our King
HYMN 142. C. M.
A blessed Gospel. Psa. Ixxxix.
The gospel's joyful sound;
And light their steps surround. 9 Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Through their Redeemer's name; His promises exalt their hope,
Nor Satan dares coodemo. 9 The Lord our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
HYMN 143. C. M.
koown: “ Sinners, behold your help is laid
On my beloved Son.
2 Behold the Man my wisdom chose,
Among your mortal race;
The Spirit of my grace.
My people's better King;
And still new subjects bring. 4 My truth shall guard him in his
He shall in triumph ride.
He shall for ever own;
support my Son.
At my right hand shall sit;
And princes at his feet.
My promises are strong;
HYMN 144. C. M.
YET ; race,
The children of my Son, Should break my laws, abuse my grace,
And tempt my anger down; 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod,
And make their folly smart; But never cease to be their God,
Nor from my truth depart. 3 My cov’nant I will not revoke,
But keep my grace in mind;
And what eternal Love hath spoke,
Eternal Trutb shall biod.
And pledg'd my holiness,
To David and his race.
And spread from sea to sea,
To give the nations day.
His kingdom shall endure,
Shall be obsery'd no more."
HYMN 145. P. M.
Thou, in glory unconfin'd,
With the poor of humble mind. 2 As thy love, through all creation,
Beams like thy diffusive light, So the scorn'd and humble station
Shrinks before thine equal sight. 3 Thus thy care, for all providing,
Warm'd thy faithful propbet's tongue ; Who, the lot of all deciding,
To thy chosen Israel sung :
Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind,
These thy God ordains to bless
5 When thine olive plants increasing,
Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, Gratesul thou sbalt take the blessing, But not search the bough again.
These, &c. 6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing,
Gladdens tby autumnal scene, Own the bounteous hand bestowing ; But thy vines the poor shall glean.
These, &c. 7 Still we read thy word declaring
Mercy, Lord, thine own decree ; Mercy ev'ry sorrow sharing,
Warms the heart resembling thee. 8 Still the orphan and the stranger,
Still the widow owns thy care ; Screen'd by thee in ev'ry danger,
Heard by thee in ev'ry prayer.
HYMN 146. C. M.
the darkest hours, Bright rays of comfort shine between,
And thoras are mix'd with flow'rs. % This thought can all my fears control,
And bid my sorrows fly;
Beneath my Father's eye.
O give me strength to bear!
And trust his tender care.
Aud life almost depart ;