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So does his love exceed our praise,→ Exceed the highest hopes we raise. 5 Far as his Providence has plac'd The rising morning from the west, So far his pard'ning grace removes : The many sins of those, he loves. 6 All then in heaven his pow'r confess, And all on earth adore his grace; Thou too, my soul, his love proclaim, And crown with ceaseless praise his

name.

19. For his Goodness and Grace. C. M.

The eyes of all wait upon thee; and thou givest them their meat in due season. Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.-PSALM cxlv. 15, 16.

SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace,
My God, my heav'nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.

2 GOD reigns on high, but not confines. His goodness to the skies;

Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines, And ev'ry want supplies.

3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food;

Thy lib'ral haud provides their meat
And fills their mouths with good.

4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord! How slow thine anger moves!

But soon he sends his pard'ning word
To cheer the souls he loves..

5 Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy pow'r and praise proclaim;
But saints, that taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.

20. For his Grace. 7s.

Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Lord, O my soul.-
PSALM CXlvi. 1.

MEET and right it is to sing
Glory to our GoD and King;
Meet, in ev'ry time and place,
To rehearse his solemn praise.

2 Join, ye saints, the song around,
Angels! help the solemn sound!
Publish thro' the world abroad
Glory to th' eternal GOD.

3 Praises here to thee we give,
Gracious thou our thanks receive;
Holy Father, sov'reign Lord,
Every where be thou ador'd!

4 Tho' th' injurious world exclaim,
Sing we still in JEsU's name;
Saviour, thee we ever bless,
Thee, our Lord and GoD confess.

21. For his Mercy. S. M.

The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy. Like as a Father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him.-PSALM ciii. 8, 13.

MY soul, repeat his praise,

Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

2 High as the heav'ns are rais'd
Above the ground we tread,
So far the riches of his grace
Our highest thoughts exceed.

3

The pity of the Lord

To those that fear his name,
Is such as tender parents feel;

He knows our feeble frame.

4 Our days are as the

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grass,
Or like the morning flow'r;

If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure;

And children's children ever find

The word of promise sure.

6 My soul, repeat his praise,'
Whose mercies are so great;
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
So ready to abate.

22. For his Mercy. L. M.

O praise the Lord, all ye nations.-PSALM CXvii. I

FROM all, that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.

Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word:

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,

Till suns shall rise and set no more.

23. For his Mercy. L. M.

The Lord's mercies are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.-LAM. iii. 23.

MY GOD, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies, from above,
Gently distil, like early dew.

2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours!
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.

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3 I yield my powers to thy command,
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.

24. For his Providence and Grace. L.M.

Thy mercy,

O Lord, is in the heavens; &c.-PSALM
xxxvi. 5 to 9.

HIGH in the heav'ns, Eternal GOD,
Thy goodness in full glory shines;
Thy truth shall break thro' every cloud,
That veils and darkens thy designs.

2 For ever firm thy justice stands,
As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of thy hands;
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 Thy providence, how kind and large!
Both man and beast thy bounty share;
The whole creation is thy charge;
But saints are thy peculiar care.

4 From the provisions of thy house Our souls are fed with sweet repast ; There mercy like a river flows,

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And brings salvation to our taste.

5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promis'd in thy word!

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