e 3 How most exact is nature's frame ! -His counsels never change the scheme, 4 When he redeemed his chosen sons, g The orders that his lips pronounce, To endless years endure. -5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heavenly skill proclaim : e What shall we do to make us wiseBut learn to read thy name? -6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill; And he's the wisest of our race, 1 Who best obeys thy will. Sunday. C. M. SECOND PART. St. Martin's. [*] The Perfections of God. GREAT is the Lord; his works of might Demand our noblest songs: Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord; 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came, 4 They who would grow divinely wise, Our fairest proof of knowledge lies PSALM 112. P. M. Cumberland. [*] 1 HAT man is blest, who stands in awe Tof God, and loves his sacred law; His seed on earth shall be renowned; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An unexhausted treasury, And with successive honours crowned. 2 His liberal favours he extends; And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestowed, His glory's future harvest sowed: b g The sweet remembrance of the just, When dying nature sleeps in dust. PAUSE. 5 [Ill tidings never can surprise His heart that fixed on God relies; Though waves and tempests roar around: Safe on a Rock he sits, and sees The shipwreck of his enemies; And all their hopes and glory drowned. 6 The wicked shall his triumph see, And gnash their teeth in agony, To find their expectations crossed; They, and their envy, pride and spite, Sink down to everlasting night, 1 And all their names in darkness lost.] L. M. Oporto. [*] Blessings of the Pious and Charitable. HRICE happy man, who fears the Lord, THRI Loves his commands, and trusts his word Honour and peace his days attend, And blessings to his seed descend. e 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, e 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread, o His heart is armed against the fear, 1 C. M. St. Ann's. [*] HAPPY is he who fears the Lord, And follows his commands; 2 As pity dwells within his breast, 3 No evil tidings shall surprise 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord; Honour on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. PSALM 113. P. M. St. Helen's. The Majesty and Condescension of God. IYE who delight to serve the Lord, The honours of his name record: His sacred name forever bless: Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams, or setting rays, Let lands and seas his power confess. 2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds; The heavens are far below his height. [*] e Let no created greatness dare With our eternal God compare, Armed with his uncreated might. e 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do, And bends his care to mortal things: -His sovereign hand exalts the poor; He takes the needy from the door, And makes them company for kings. 4 [When childless families despair, He sends the blessing of an heir, To rescue their expiring name; L. M. Quercy. [*] God Sovereign and Gracious. servants of th' almighty King, Yin every age his praises sing; Where'er the sun shall rise or set, 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, 4 Behold his love! he stoops to view 7 With joy the mother views her son, Faith may grow strong when sense despairs; 1 PSALM 114. L. M. Blendon. [*] W Left the proud tyrant and his land, THEN Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand, The tribes, with cheerful homage, own e 4 What power could make the deep divide! g And whence the fright that Sinai feels? 5 Let every mountain, every flood, PSALM 115. L. M. 1st Pr. Psalm 97th. [*] 1 The true God; or, Idolatry reproved. 'N Not to ourselves is glory due; TOT to ourselves, who are but dust, Eternal God, thou only just, Thou only gracious, wise and true! g 2 Shine forth, in all thy dreadful name; e Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us, and, to raise our shame, d Say, "Where's the God you've served so long?" o 3 The God, we serve, maintains his throne, Above the clouds, beyond the skies: Through all the earth his will is done; He knows our groans, he hears our cries. |