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P. M.

Cumberland. [*]

The Book of Nature and Scripture.

REAT God, the heav'n's well order'd frame

[G Declares the glories of thy name;

There thy rich works of wonder shine:
A thousand starry beauties there,
A thousand radiant marks appear

Of boundless pow'r and skill divine.
2 From night to day, from day to night,
The dawning and the dying light,

Lectures of heavenly wisdom read;
With silent eloquence they raise
Our thoughts to our Creator's praise,
And neither sound nor language need.
o 3 Yet their divine instructions run,
Far as the journies of the sun;

And ev'ry nation knows their voice:
The sun, like some young bridegroom drest,
Breaks from the chambers of the east;

Rolls round and makes the earth rejoice.
g 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad,
He smiles and speaks his maker God;
All nature joins to shew thy praise :
Thus God in ev'ry creature shines:
-Fair is the book of nature's lines;
But fairer is the book of grace.]

PAUSE.

b 5 I love the volumes of thy word ;-
What light and joy these leaves afford;
To souls benighted and distrest!
-Thy precepts guide my doubtful way,
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray,

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Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 6 From the discov'ries of thy law, The perfect rules of life I draw;

These are my study and delight:
b Not honey so invites the taste,
Nor gold that has the furnace pass'd,
Appears so pleasing to the sight.

e 7 Thy threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes,
And warn me where my danger lies;

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But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord,

That makes my guilty conscience clean,
Converts my soul, subdues my sin,
And gives a free, but large reward.

e 8 Who knows the errours of his tho'ts?
My God, forgive my secret faults,

And from presumptuous sins restrain: -Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain.

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PSALM 20. L. M. Blendon. [*]
Prayer and Hope of Victory.

NOW

OW may the God of pow'r and grace Attend his people's humble cry! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliv'rance from on high.

2 The name of Jacob's God defends, Better than shields or brazen walls He from his sanctuary sends

Succour and strength when Zion calls.

e 3 Well he remembers all our sighs,
His love exceeds our best deserts;
His love accepts the sacrifice-
Of humble groans and broken hearts.

o 4 In his salvation is our hope;
And in the name of Israel's God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up,
Our navies spread their flags abroad.
-5 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts;
o Our surest expectations are

From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts.

6 [O may the mem'ry of thy name
Inspire our armies for the fight!
d Our foes shall fall and die with shame,
Or quit the field with shameful flight.]
-7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear,
Now let our hope be firm and strong;

o Till thy salvation shall appear,
s And joy and triumph raise the song.

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PSALM 21. C. M. [*] Sunday.
Our Country the care of Heaven.
UR land, O Lord, with songs of praise
Shall in thy strength rejoice;

And, blest with thy salvation, raise

To heaven their cheerful voice.

2 Thy sure defence, through nations round,
Has spread our wondrous name;
And our successful actions crown'd
With dignity and fame.

3 Then let our land on God alone
For timely aid rely;

His mercy, which adorns his throne,
Shall all our wants supply.

4 But, righteous Lord, thy stubborn foes
Shall feel thy dreadful hand;

Thy vengeful arm shall find out those
Who hate all just command.

5 When thou against them dost engage,
Thy just but dreadful doom
Shall, like a fiery oven's rage,
Their hopes and them consume.

6 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare,
And thus exalt thy fame;

Whilst we glad songs of praise prepare
For thine almighty name.]

L. M. Castlestreet. [*]

V. 1-9.-CHRIST exalted to the Kingdom.
AVID rejoic'd in God his strength,

1D Rais'd to the throne by special grace;

• But Christ the Son appears at length,
Fulfils the triumphs and the praise.
-2 How great is the Messiah's joy,
In the salvation of thy hand!

g Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high,
And giv'n the world to his command.
-3 Thy goodness grants whate'er he will,
Nor does the least request withhold;
Blessings of love prevent him still,
And crowns of glory, not of gold.
g 4 Honour and majesty divine
Around his sacred temples shine,

Blest with the favour of thy face,
And length of everlasting days.

e [5 Thine hand shall find out all his foes,
And as the fiery oven glows,

With raging heat and living coals,

So shall thy wrath devour their souls.]

PSALM 22. C. M. FIRST PART.

Canterbury.

V. 1-16. The Sufferings and Death of Christ.
THY has my God my soul forsook,
Nor will a smile afford?

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(Thus David once in anguish spoke, And thus our dying Lord.)

2 Though 'tis my chief delight to dwell
Among thy praising saints;

Yet thou canst hear a groan as well,
And pity our complaints.

3 Our fathers trusted in thy name,
And great deliverance found:
But I'm a worm despis'd of men,
And trodden to the ground.

4 Shaking the head, they pass me by,
And laugh my soul to scorn;
"In vain he trusts in God, they cry,
"Neglected and forlorn."

5 But thou art he who form'd my flesh,
By thine almighty word;
And since I hung upon the breast,
My hope is in the Lord.

6 Why will my Father hide his face,
When foes stand threat'ning round,
In the dark hour of deep distress,
And not a helper found?

PAUSE.

7 Behold thy darling left among

The cruel and the proud;

As bulls of Bashan fierce and strong,

As lions roaring loud.

8 From earth and hell my sorrows meet,
To multiply the smart;

They nail my hands, they pierce my feet,
And try to vex my heart.

9 Yet if thy sov'reign hand let loose of earth and hell;

The rage

Why will my heavenly Father bruise
The Son he loves so well?

10 My God, if possible it be,
Withhold this bitter cup:
But I resign my will to thee,
And drink the sorrows up.

11 My heart dissolves in pangs unknown;
In groans I waste my breath:
Thy heavy hand hath brought me down,
Low as the dust of death.

12 Father, I give my spirit up,
And trust it in thy hand;
My dying flesh shall rest in hope,
And rise at thy command.]

C. M. SECOND PART. Bedford. [*]

V. 20, 21, 27—31. CHRIST's Sufferings and Kingdom.

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NOW

TOW from the roaring lion's rage,
"O Lord, protect thy Son;

"Nor leave thy darling to engage
"The powers of hell alone."

-2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, With mighty cries and tears:

o God heard him in that dreadful day,
And chas'd away his fears.

-3 Great was the vict'ry of his death,
His throne's exalted high;
And all the kindreds of the earth,
Shall worship-or shall die.
4 A num'rous offspring must arise,
From his expiring groans;
They shall be reckon'd in his eyes
For daughters and for sons.

e 5 The meek and humble souls shall see
His table richly spread;

-And all that seek the Lord shall be
With joys immortal fed.

o 6 The isles shall know the righteousness,

Of our incarnate God;

And nations yet unborn, profess

Salvation in his blood.

St. Ann's.

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