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[Oft bave our fathers told, ti.

bave often seep,
"How well our God secures the fold,

Where his own sheep have been.] 51' In ev'ry new distress

We'll to his house repair;
We'll think upon his wondrous grace,

And seek deliv'rance there. 6 The God we worship now,

Will guide us till we die;
Will be our God while here below,

And ours above the sky.

443. The Excellency of Public Worship.

7s. To see thy power and thy glory, so as I have seen thee in

the sanctuary.- Psalm 1xüi. 2.
LORD' of Hosts, how lovely fair,
E’en on earth thy temples are!
Here thy waiting people see

Much of hear'n, and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flow,

Peace and joy to heal our woe;
While thy Spirit's holy fire

Warms our hearts with pure desire. . 3 Here we supplicate thy throne,

Here thou mak'st thy glories known; Here we learn thy righteous ways, Taste thy love and sing thy praise.

4 Thus with songs of sacred joy,

We our bappy lives employ;
Love, and long to love thee more,
Till from earth to heav'n we soar.



444. Excellency of Prayer. L.M.

Ye have not, because ye ask pot. JAM. iv.
WHAT various hind'rances we meet
In coming to a mercy-seat !
Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r,

But wishes to be often there? 2 Pray'r makes the dark’ned cloud with

Pray'r climbs the ladder Jacob saw,
Gives exercise to faith and love,

Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 3 Restraining pray'r, we cease to fight; Pray'r makes the Christian's, armour

And Satan trembles when he sees

The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words? Ah! think again,

Words flow apace when you complain,
And fill your fellow-creature's ear
With the sad tale of all


care. 5 Were half the breath thus vaialy spent,

To beav'n in supplication sent,
Your cheerful song would oft'ne be,
“Hear what the LORD has done for me.”

445. Supplies in the Wilderness. C.M. He made his own people to go forth like sheep, and

fuided them in the wilderness like a flock. PSALM WHEN Israel, by divine command,

The pathless desert trod, They found, though 'twas a barren land, 29. A sure resource in God. 2 A cloudy pillar mark'd their road,

Aud screen'd them from the beat; Froin the hard rocks the water flow'd,

And manna was their meat.
3 Like them, we bave a rest in view,

Secure from adverse pow'rs;
Like them, we


desert too,
But Israel's God is ours.
5 [Yes, in this barren wilderness

He is to us the same
By bis appointed means of grace,

As once he was to them. I
5 His word a light before us spreads,

tá By which our way, we see;
His love, a banner o'er our heads,

from harm preserves us free. 16. Jesus himself becomes our food,

Our living wine and bread; ,90 And, blest with every needful good,

70 llis joy anoints our head,



7 LORD, 'tis enough, I ask no more,

These blessings are divine;
If Christ and heay'n are mine.



Longing for the House of God.


How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LOBD of Hosts ! &c.

PSALM lxxxiv. 1, &c.

LORD of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair" it']
The dwellings of thy love, 1;;;*;

Thine earthly temples are!
To thine abode my heart aspires,
With warm desires to see


God. 2 O happy souls that prayi Din

Where God appoints to hear!
O bappy men that pay

Their constant service there :
They praise thee still; and happy they

That love the way to Zion's hill! 3 They go from strength to strength,

Thro this dark vale of tears,
Till each o'ercomes at length,

Till each in heav'nı appears :
O glorious seat, where God our King
Soon too shall bring our willing feet!

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4 God is our sun and shield,

Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands are fill'a,

We draw our blessings thence;
Thrice happy he, O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts alone in thee.

447. Prayer and Praise. L.M. Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion, &c.PSALÝ

Ixv. 1, &
THE praise of Zion waits for thee,
My God; and praise becomes thy house;
There shall thy saints thy glory see,

And there perform their public vows. 2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies

To save when humble sinners pray;
An lands to thee shall lift their eyes,

And islands of the utmost sea,
3 Against my will my sins prevail,

But grace shall purge away their stain;
The blood of CARIsT will never fail

To wash my garments white again. 4 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose,

And give him kind access to thee,
Give him a place within thy house,

To taste thy love divinely free. mur YO (611:46 Piese 1491mliin 4** 1738 1780

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