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L.M.-God magnified for his Salvation. Ps. xl. 16. 1 GOD of salvation, we adore

Thy saving love, thy saving power; And, to our utmost stretch of thought, Hail the redemption thou hast wrought. 2 Perish each thought of human pride; Let God alone be magnified;

His glory let the heavens resound, Shouted from earth's remotest bound. 3 Saints, who his full salvation know, Saints, who but taste it here below, Join every angel's voice to raise Continued, never-ending praise.

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C.M.-The Word of Salvation sent to us. Acts xiii. 26.

1 AND why do our admiring eyes
These gospel glories see?

And whence, doth every heart reply,
Salvation sent to me?

2 And dost thou, Lord, subdue my heart,
And shew my sins forgiven,
And bear thy witness to my part
Amongst the heirs of heaven.

3 As the redeemed of the Lord,

We sing the Saviour's name; And, while the long salvation lasts, Its sovereign grace proclaim.

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L.M.-Man by Nature, Grace, and Glory.

1 LORD, what is man! extremes how wide,
In this mysterious nature join!
The flesh to worms and dust allied,
The soul immortal and divine!

2 Divine at first, a holy flame

Kindled by the Almighty's breath, Till, stain'd by sin, it soon became The seat of darkness, strife, and death. 3 But Jesus, oh! amazing grace! Assum'd our nature as his own, Obey'd and suffer'd in our place,

Then took it with him to his throne. 4 Now what is man, when grace reveals The virtue of a Saviour's blood? Again a life divine he feels,

Despises earth, and walks with God. 5 And what in yonder realms above, Is ransom'd man ordain'd to be? With honour, holiness, and love, No seraph more adorn'd than he. 6 Nearest the throne, and first in song, Man shall his hallelujahs raise; While wondering angels round him throng, And swell the chorus of his praise.

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S.M.-The Christian's Last Triumph. 2 Tim. iv. 7, 8.

"I THE good fight have fought!"

O when shall I declare!

The victory of my Saviour got,
I long with Paul to share.
O may I triumph so,

When all my warfare's past!
And, dying, find my latest foe
Under my feet at last!

This blessed word be mine,
Just as the port is gain'd,

"Kept by the power of grace divine,
I have the faith maintain'd:"

The' apostles of my Lord,
To whom it first was given,

They could not speak a greater word,
Nor all the saints in heaven.

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The Happiness of God's Israel. Deut xxxiii. 29. 1 O ISRAEL, blest beyond compare! Unrivall'd all thy glories are: Jehovah deigns to fill thy throne, And calls thine interest all his own. 2 He is thy Saviour; he thy Lord; His shield is thine, and thine his sword: Review in ecstacy of thought

The grand redemption he has wrought. 3 From Satan's yoke he sets thee free, Opens thy passage through the sea; He through the desert is thy guide, And heaven for Canaan will provide. 4 Not Jacob's sons of old could boast Such favours to their chosen host; Their glories which through ages shine, Are but dim shades and types of thine. 5 Celestial Spirit! teach our tongue Sublimer strains than Moses sung, Proportion'd to the sweeter name Of God the Saviour, and the Lamb.

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L.M.-Heavenly Wisdom. Prov. iii. 13-17.
1 HAPPY the man who finds the grace,
The blessings of God's chosen race:
The wisdom coming from above,
The faith that sweetly works by love.
2 Happy beyond description, he

Who knows," the Saviour died for me!"
The gift unspeakable obtains,
And heavenly understanding gains.

3 Wisdom divine! Who tells the price Of Wisdom's costly merchandise? Wisdom to silver we prefer,

And gold is dross compar'd to her.

4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days,
True riches, and immortal praise;
Riches of Christ, on all bestow'd,
And honour that descends from God.
5 To purest joys she all invites,
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her flowery paths are peace.
6 Happy the man who wisdom gains,
Thrice happy! who his guest retains;
He owns, and shall for ever own,
Wisdom, and Christ, and Heaven are one.

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C.M.-Heavenly Wisdom. Prov. iii. 13-17.

1 HOW happy is the man who hears
Instruction's warning voice;

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice!

2 Wisdom has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;

And her rewards more precious are
Than is the gain of gold.

3 In her right hand she holds to view
A length of happy years;
And in her left the prize of fame
And honour bright appears.

4 She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread;

A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

5 According as our labours rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.

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P.M.-Happiness.

1 HAPPINESS! thou lovely name,
Where's thy seat? O tell me where!
Learning, pleasure, wealth, and fame,
All cry out, "It is not here.
Not the wisdom of the wise

Can inform me where it lies,
Nor the grandeur of the great
Can the bliss, I seek, create.

2 Object of my first desire,
Jesus! crucified for me,
All to happiness aspire,

Only to be found in thee:
Thee to praise, and thee to know,
Constitute our bliss below:
Thee to see, and thee to love,
Constitute our bliss above.

3 Lord! it is not life to live,
If thy presence thou deny,
Lord! if thou thy presence give,
'Tis no longer death-to die.
Source and Giver of repose,
Singly from thy smile it flows,
Peace and happiness are thine,
Mine they are if thou art mine.
4 Whilst I feel thy love to me,
Every object teems with joy;
Here, Ŏ may I walk with thee,
Then into thy presence die!