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Reign o'er the hearts which now rebel,
And raise to heaven the heirs of hell.

Thy goodness and thy power

Let the earth's millions see;

And in the accepted hour

Flock to thy church and thee;

Thy church with richest mercies crown,
And make the earth its Saviour own.

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MATTHEW Xxiii. 3-8. LUKE viii. 4-15.

ORD of all power, without thy care
In vain thy word we sow;

Thy grace must every heart prepare,
And make the truth to grow.

2 Let not vain thoughts and foolish mirth
Make us to hear in vain;

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Nor cares, like thorns which load the earth,
Choke up the precious grain.

3 Nor like the seed upon a rock,
Where grass can scarcely spring,
May truth, by fiery trial struck,
Dry up a withered thing.

4 Let not the joy with which we own
Thy gospel transient prove;
Nor the world's flattery or frown
Our hopes of heaven remove.

5 But ever wise and faithful found
May we retain thy word;

And like the deep and fertile ground
A hundred fold afford.

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LORD of the vast creation,
Support of worlds unknown,
Desire of every nation,

Behold us at thy throne:
We come for mercy crying,
Through thine atoning blood,
And, on thy grace relying,
We seek each promised good.

2 We bless that condescension

Which brought thee down to earth,
Of which the seers make mention
Who prophesied thy birth;
We celebrate the glory

That marked thy wondrous way,
And own the joyful story

Which claims this hallowed day.

3 Oh, when shall thy salvation
Be known through every land,
And men in every station
Obey thy great command?
In God's own Son believing,
From sin may they be free;
And gospel grace receiving,
Find life and peace in thee.

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PSALM CXxxix. 1.

7.6.

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1 LORD, thou hast searched and seen us thro', Thine eye commands with piercing view

Our rising and our resting hours,
Our hearts and minds with all their

powers.

2 Our thoughts, before they are our own,
Are to our God distinctly known ;
Thou know'st the words we mean to speak;
Ere from our opening lips they break.

3 Within thy circling power we stand;
On every side we find thy hand;
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
We are surrounded still with God.

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent! what lofty height!
Our souls, with all the powers we boast,
Are in the boundless prospect lost.

5 Oh, may these thoughts possess each breast,
Where'er we rove, where'er we rest;
And since thou dost thy children see,
May we be holy like to thee.

LORD thou wilt not refuse to hear
Thy children's suppliant cries;

For we, to thee, direct our prayer,
To thee lift up our eyes;

2 Up to the heavens where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints;
Presenting at his father's throne,
Our songs and our complaints.

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3 Thou art a God before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners can ne'er be thy delight
Nor dwell at thy right hand.

4 When to thy temple we resort,
To taste thy mercies here,
May we by grace divine be taught
To worship in thy fear.

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ORD thou will own our humble claim, On Christ alone our hope we rest; And pleading his prevailing name,

Look to be pardoned, saved, and blessed. 2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art our Father and our God; And we are thine by sacred ties, Thy sons and daughters bought with blood. 3 In every hour of fear and pain For thee we wait, to thee we look; As the hart hunted o'er the plain Pants for the cooling water brook. 4 Should we from thee our God remove, Life would no longer peace afford, Our joy, the sense of pardoning love, Our guard, the presence of our Lord. 5 Father, to the we'll raise our voice, In grief to pray, in joy to praise ; And thou wilt make our hearts rejoice And turn to light our darkest days.

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PSALM Xcii.

ORD 'tis a pleasant thing to raise
Our hearts to thee above;

In morning's ear to sound thy praise,
And tell the night thy love.

2 Morning and night new mercies show;
Oh, may our gratitude

To thee as warmly, freely, flow,
As thou to us art good.

3 Thy works are vast, thy counsels high
Beyond our power to scan;

The summer grass, that springs to die,
Is not more frail than man.

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4 But thou, Most High, art still the same;
And worthless though we be,
We hope, when sinners sink to shame,
To rise and reign with thee.

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PSALM Xcii.

LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing, to stand
In gardens planted by thy hand:
Let us within thy church be seen,
Like cedars ever fresh and green.

L. M.

2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blessed with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon with all its trees,

Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live, Nature decays, but grace must thrive;