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2 God through the world extends his
The regions of eternal day

But shadows of his glories are.
With him, whose Majesty excels,

sway:

Who made the heaven in which he dwells,
Let no created power compare.

3 Though 'tis beneath his state to view
In highest heaven what angels do,

Yet he to earth vouchsafes his care:
He takes the needy from his cell,
Advancing him in courts to dwell,
Companion to the greatest there.

PSALM 115.

Confidence in God.

1 NOT unto us, Almighty Lord, But to Thyself the glory be! Created by thy awful word,

We only live to honour thee.

2" Where is your God?" the heathen

cry,

And bow to senseless wood and stone.

Our God, we tell them, fills the sky,

And calls ten thousand worlds his own.

L.M.

3 Who lean on him, from strength to strength, From light to light, shall onward move; Till through the grave they pass at length, To sing on high his saving love.

PSALM 116.

PART 1.

C. M.

Praise for Recovery from Sickness.

1 I LOVE the Lord;-he heard my cries,
And pitied every groan :

Long as I live, when troubles rise,
I'll hasten to his throne.

2 I love the Lord;-he bow'd his ear,
And chas'd my griefs away:
O let my heart no more despair,
While I have breath to pray!

3 "My God," I cried, "thy servant save,
"Thou ever good and just!

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'Thy power can rescue from the grave,
Thy power is all my trust."

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4 The Lord beheld me sore distrest,
He bade my pains remove:
Return, my soul, to God thy Rest,
For thou hast known his love!

5 My God hath sav'd my soul from death,
And dried my falling tears:
Now to his praise I'll spend my breath,
And my remaining years.

PSALM 116. PART 2.

1 RETURN, my soul, and sweetly rest On thy Almighty Father's breast; The bounties of his grace adore,

And count his wond'rons mercies o'er!

L. M.

2 Thy mercy, Lord, preserv'd my breath,
And snatch'd my fainting soul from death,
Remov'd my sorrows, dried my tears,
And sav'd me from surrounding snares.
3 What shall I render to the Lord,
Or how his wond'rous grace record?
To him my grateful voice I'll raise,
With just thanksgivings to his praise.
4 His crowded courts shall see me pay
The vows of my distressful day:
In life, and death, the saints shall find
Their guardian God for ever kind.
5 O Sion! in thy sacred courts,
Where glory dwells, and joy resorts,
To notes divine I'll tune the song,

And praise shall flow from every tongue.
PSALM 117.

Praise from all the earth.

1 FROM all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word:

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Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.

PSALM 118.

The Lord's Day.

1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours his own:

Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.

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C. M.

2 To-day he rose, and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;

To-day the saints his triumph spread,
And all his wonders tell.

3 Hosannah to th' Anointed King,
To David's Holy Son!

Help us, O Lord! descend, and bring
Salvation from the throne!

4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men
With messages of

grace;

Who comes in God the Father's name,
To save our sinful race!

5 Hosannah, in the highest strains
The Church on earth can raise !
The highest heavens, in which he reigns,
Shall give him nobler praise.

PSALM 119. VERSION 1.
The Law of God.

1 DEARER, Lord, thy statutes far
Than the world's best treasures are:
Gold or jewels I esteem

Dross and dust, compar'd with them.
2 Like a lamp, where'er I stray,
Shining bright upon my way,
Let thy truth and lively word
Still its quick'ning light afford!
PSALM 119. VERSION 2.
Following after holiness.

7's.

C. M.

1 O THAT the Lord would guide my ways,

To keep his statutes still!

O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!

2 Lord, send thy Spirit down, to write
Thy law upon my heart;

Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part!

3 From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires, arise
Within this soul of mine!

4 My soul hath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip;

Yet, since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep!

5 Make me to walk in thy commands!
"Tis a delightful road ;-
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God!

PSALM 119. VERSION 3.

The Excellency of the Word.

C. M.

1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage;

There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

2 I'll read the histories of thy love,
And keep thy laws in sight,

While through the promises I rove
With ever fresh delight.

3 "Tis a broad land of wealth unknown,
Where springs of life arise,

Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.

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