When on thy awful name we call, 2 Far may thy glorious reign extend, 3 From thy kind hand each temp'ral good, Our raiment and our daily food, In rich abundance come: Lord, give us ftill a fresh fupply, 4 Pardon our fins, O God! that rife, Grant that revenge may never reft, 5 Protect us in the dangerous hour, And if temptation fhould affail, And lead our hearts to thee. 6 Thine is the pow'r, to thee belongs The conftant tribute of our fongs, All glory to thy name : f 8 Let ev'ry creature join our lays, HYMN CCX. L, M. [GIBBONS.] IIN thee thou all fufficient God, HYMN CCXI. C. M. [RIPPON'S COLL FATHER, whate'er of earthly blifs, Accepted at thy throne of grace, 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart The bleffings of thy grace impart, 3 Let the fweet hope that thou art mine, Thy prefence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. HYMN CCXII. C. M. RIPPON'S COLL.] GR REAT God, now condefcend Soon may their willing fpirits bend To thy victorious grace. 2 O what a vast delight 3 Dear Lord thy fpirit pour, Upon our infant feed; And bring the Jong'd for, happy hour, HYMN CCXIII. P. M. RIPPON'S COLL.] The firft Day of the Week. Shake off each flothful band, The wonders of this day, Our fabbath fongs demand. 2 At his approaching dawn Reluctant death refign'd; The glorious prince of life, His dark domains confin'd: Th' angelic host around him bends; Amidft their fhouts, the God afcends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord, Heav'n with hosannas rings; HYMN CCXIV. L. M. [STENNET.] HERE two or three,with sweet accord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, To them unveil my fmiling face; I Now fend thy fpirit from above: HYMN CCXV. L. M. [HART.] DIS ISMISS us with thy bleffing Lord, Tho' we are guilty, thou art good; And let us all depart in peace. HYMN CCXVI. C. M. [RIPTON'S COLL.] PO thee, let my firft off'ring rife, Swift as his glad'ning influence flies, 2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh, 3 Still may it lead, protect, fupply, If blifs thy Providence impart, Give me to feel the grateful heart, 4. Affliction, fhould thy love intend, Patient to gain that gracious end, 5 Be this and ev'ry future day, HYMN CCXVII. C. M. [M] Evening Hymn. NOW from the altar of our hearts, Let flames of love arife; |