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HYMNS by Mr. ADDISON.
HE Lord my pafture fhall prepare,
His prefence shall my wants fupply,
When in the fultry glebe I faint,
Tho' in the paths of death I tread,
Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid,
Aud guide me through the dreadful fhade.
Tho' in a bare and rugged way,
Thro' devious lonely wilds I ftray,
Thy bounty fhall my pains beguile :
The barren wilderness shall fmile,
HEN all thy mercies, O my God,
Transported with the view, I'm loft
O how shall words with equal warmth
That glows within my ravish'd heart?
Thy Providence my life fuftain'd,
When in the filent womb I lay,
To all my weak complaints and cries,'
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themfelves in pray`r.
Thy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd
From whom thofe comforts flow'd.
When in the flipp'ry paths of youth
Thine arm unfeen convey'd me fafe,
And led me up to man.
Thro' hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
And through the pleafing fnares of vice,
When worn with fickness, oft haft thou
And when in fins and forrows funk,
Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss
Ten thoufand thoufand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ,
Nor is the leaft a chearful heart,
That taftes thofe gifts with joy.
Thro' every period of my life
Thy goodness I'll purfue;
And after death in diftant worlds
The glorious theme renew.
When nature fails, and day and night
Thro' all eternity to thee
HE fpacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a fhining frame,
Th' unwearied fun, from day to day,
And publishes to every land
The work of an almighty hand.
Soon as th' ev'ning shades prevail,
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the lift'ning earth
Repeats the ftory of her birth:
Whilft all the ftars that round her burn,
What though, in folemn filence, all