Affift us, Lord to offer up 2 Minutes and mercies multiply'd, Minutes came quick, but mercies were More fwift and free than they. 3 New time, new favor, and new joys, Till we thall praife thee as we would, 4 Lord of our days, whofe hand hath fet New time upon our score ; Thee may we praise for all our time, HYMN CCXVIII. C. M. [STEELE.] A birth day thought. LMIGHTY father, gracious Lord, Thy mercies let my heart record, 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Long ere I could pronounce thy name, 3 Each rolling year new favor brought, From thy exhauflefs Rore : But Oh! in vain my lab'ring thought 4 Yes! I adore thee, gracious Lord, That I have known thy facred word 5 And when this mortal frame decays, Complete the wonders of thy grace, HYMN CCXIX. P. M. [ROBINSON.] New Year's Day. COME, thou fount of ev'ry bleffing, Streams of mercy never ceafing, HYMN CCXX. C. M. [RIPRON'S COLL.1 A Wedding Hymn. INCE Jefus freely did appear 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, Their fubflance blefs, and peace bestow, 4 In pureft love their fouls unite, May make domeftic burdens light, 5 True helpers may they prove indeed 6 As Ifaac and Rebecca give 7 On ev'ry foul affembled here, O make thy face to fhine; Thy goodnefs more our hearts can cheer, Than richeft food or wine. HYMN CCXXI. C. M. [DODDRIDGE.] The Mourner's Hymn. PEACE! tis the Lord Jehovah's hand, 3 Tis he, the potentate fupreme, Whofe fteady counfels wifely rule, 3 Our cov'nant God, and Father he, Whofe grace can heal the bursting heart, 4 Fair garlands of immortal blifs, 5 Silent in our Jehovah's name; HYMN CCXXII. C. M. [LEECH.] Now haftens to his arms: In awful ftate he takes the field, Attendant plagues around him throng, And pains and dying groans, obey 3 Look up ye heirs of endless joy, When life on earth fhall fail. Thofe arrows that fhall wound your flefb, Dip't in the great Redeemer's blood, HYMN CCXXIII. L L. M. [STEELE.] A funeral thought. ORD thou hast been thy children's God, All pow'rful, wife, and good, and just; In ev'ry age their fafe abode, Their hope, their refuge, and their trust. 2 Before thy word gave nature birth, 3 Great father of eternity, How fhort our ages in thy fight! 4 Uncertain life, how foon it flies! 5 Dream of an hour, how fhort our bloom! Teach us to count our short'ning days, |