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XXVIII.

ROSS.
LORD, my strength, to thee I pray,
Turn not thou thine ear away ;
Gracious to my vows attend,
While the humble knee I bend.
On thy long-expected aid
See my hope for ever stay'd :
Thou my shield, my fortress art,
Thou the refuge of my heart.
Grant me, Lord, thy love to share ;
Feed me with a shepherd's care;
Save thy people from distress,
And thy fold for ever bless.

XXIX. BOURTON. RIPPON.

P. M. THE voice of the Lord the waters controuls,

Of glory the God, the thunders he forms : As willeth Jehovah, the mighty sea rolls ; He speaks, and the billows are blacken'd with storms.

The voice of the Lord, resistless its sway!

The voice of the Lord in majesty speaks : The voice of Jehovah the cedars obey ; Jehovah the cedars of Lebanon breaks.

The voice of the Lord the darkness divides,

And deals forth his arrows in fiery flakes; The voice of Jehovah the wilderness chides ; Jehovah of Kadesh the wilderness shakes.

The voice of the Lord speeds hinds to their throes ;

The voice of the Lord smites oaks to the ground; The forest dismantled his majesty shows, And all in his temple his praises resound.

Jehovah is set o'er water-floods high ;

His kingdom is fix'd, and never shall cease : Jehovah his people with strength shall supply ; Jehovah shall visit his people with peace.

XXX.
ISLINGTON.

L. M.
FIRM was my health, my day was bright
And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night;
Fondly I said within my heart,
“ Pleasure and peace should ne'er depart.”
But I forgot thine arm was strong,
Which made my mountain stand so long;
Soon as thy face began to hide,
My health was gone, my comforts dy'd.
“Hear me, O God of grace,” I said,
And bring me from among the dead;"
Thy word rebuk'd the pain I felt,
Thy pardoning love remov'd my guilt.
My groans, and tears, and forms of woe,
Are turn’d to joy and praises now ;
I throw my sackcloth on the ground,
And ease and gladness gird me round.

8. M.

XXXI.

FALCON STREET.
WHATE’ER events betide,

Thy wisdom times them all ;
Then, Lord, thy servant safely hide

From those that seek his fall.
The brightness of thy face

To me, O Lord, disclose;
And as thy mercies still increase,

Preserve me from my foes.
I said, in hasty flight,

I'm banish'd from thine eyes ;
Yet still thou kep’st me in thy sight,

And heard'st my earnest cries.
Ye that on God rely,

Courageously proceed :
For he will still your hearts supply

With strength in time of need.

XXXII.
WAREHAM.

L. M.
HE'S blest whose sins have pardon gain’d,
No more in judgment to appear ;
Whose guilt remission has obtain'd;
And whose repentance is sincere.
No sooner I my wound disclos'd,
The guilt that tortur’d me within,
But thy forgivenness interpos'd,
And mercy's healing balm pour'd in.
True penitents shall thus succeed,
Who seek thee whilst thou may'st be found;
They from the common deluge freed
Shall see remorseless sinpers drown'd.
Thy favour, Lord, in all distress,
My tower of refuge I must own ;
Thou shalt my haughty foes suppress,
And me with songs of triumph crown.

XXXIII.
SHELDON.

c. M. HOW happy then are they, to whom

The Lord for God is known;
Whom he from all the world besides

Has chosen for his own!
"Tis God, who those that trust in him

Beholds with gracious eyes;
He frees their soul from death, their want

In time of dearth supplies.
Our soul on God with patience waits,

Our help and shield is he;
Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice,

Because we trust in thee.
The riches of thy mercy, Lord,

Do thou to us extend;
Since we for all we want or wish
On thee alone depend.

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XXXIV.
WESTON FAVEL.

C.
THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,

In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still

My heart and tongue employ.
Of his deliv'rance I will boast,

Till all that are distrest
From my example comfort take,

And charm their griefs to rest.
O make but trial of his love,

Experience will decide,
How blest are they, and only they,

Who in his truth confide.
Fear him, ye saints, and you will then

Have nothing else to fear;
Make you his service your delight,

Your wants shall be his care.

XXXV.
SAVOY.

L. M
ALMIGHTY God, my cause defend;
O'er me thy guardian shield extend :
Say to my troubled soul, “In me
Thy strength and sure salvation see.”
And thou, my soul, with awful joy,
On God thy stedfast thoughts employ;
And, his salvation taught to prove,
Record the wonders of his love.
Lord, whom like thee shall sinners find,
For ever just, for ever kind;
Like thee prepared th' afflicted poor,
From lawless insult to secure ?
For ever blest be Israel's Lord,
The God of heaven and earth ador'd ;
Who loves his servants' cause to plead,
And crowns with peace their favor'd head.

XXXVI.
NEW SABBATH,

L. M.
THY mercy, Lord, our only hope,
Above the heavenly orb ascends;
Thy sacred truth's unmeasur'd scope
Beyond the spreading sky extends.
Thy justice, like the hills, remains;
Unfathom’d depths thy judgments are ;
Thy providence the world sustains ;
The whole creation is thy care.
Since of thy goodness all partake,
With what assurance should the just
Thy shelt'ring wings their refuge make,
And saints to thy protection trust.
Such guests shall to thy courts be led
To banquet on thy love's repast;
And drink, as from a fountain's head,
Of joys that shall for ever last.

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XXXVII. ST. MARTIN's.

P. M.
DEPEND on God, and him obey;
So thou within the land shall stay,

Secure from danger and from want.
Make his commands thy chief delight;
And he, thy duty to requite,

Shall all thy earnest wishes grant.
In all thy ways trust thou the Lord,
And he will needful help afford,

To perfect every just design:
He'll make, like light serene and clear,
Thy clouded innocence appear,

And as a mid-day sun to shine.
His constant care thy path shall guide,
And over all thy way preside ;

Your portion shall for ever last :
Ye, when distress o'erwhelms the earth,
Shall be unmoy'd, and e'en in dearth

The happy fruits of plenty taste.

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