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The moon and stars thy voice obey, And shew thy presence through the night. 2 Lord, to the humble and the poor, High as thou art, thy gifts descend : Their bread is giv'n, their water sure; Thou art their Father, thou their Friend. 3 Bow'd at thy footstool we confess,

With grief and shame, our sin and guilt: O turn from our unrighteousness,

And look on him whose blood was spilt: 4 On him, who bore thy chast'ning rod, That we might by his stripes be heal'd: He died for us, the Lamb of God! and our redemption seal'd.

He rose,
5 And shall we, Father, can we still
Resist thy fear, thy love despise?
O take us, soul, affection, will,
A free and living sacrifice.

HYMN CXLIX. Rom. VII. 21-5. (c. M.) 1 WHAT vain desires, and passions vain, Attend this mortal clay!

Oft have they pierc'd my soul with pain,
And drawn my heart astray.

2 How have I wander'd from my God!
And following sin and shame,
In this vile world of flesh and blood,
Defil'd my nobler frame!

3 My spirit holds perpetual war,
And wrestles and complains;
But views the happy moment near,
That shall dissolve its chains.

4 Cheerful in death I close my eyes,
To part with every lust;

And charge my flesh, whene'er it rise,
To leave them in the dust.

5 My purer spirit shall not fear
To put this body on :

Its tempting powers no more are there,
Its lusts and passions gone!

HYMN CL. Rom. XI. 25-6. (P. M. Carey's.)

1 FATHER of faithful Abra'm, hear
Our earnest suit for Abra'm's seed!
They claim the sympathetic prayer
From us, adopted in their stead;
Who mercy through their fall obtain,
And Christ by their rejection gain.
2 Hast thou for ever, Lord, forsook,
For ever cast thine own away?
Wilt thou not bid the murd'rers look
On him they pierc'd, and weep & pray?
Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is past;
"All Israel shall be sav'd at last."

3 Come, then, thou great Deliv'rer, come,
The veil from Jacob's heart remove;
Receive thine ancient people home,
That, quicken'd by thy dying love,
The world may their reception view,
And shout to God the glory due!

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HYMN CLI. Rom. XII. 1. (s. M.)
AND will th' eternal King
So mean a gift regard?

That off'ring, Lord, with joy we bring,
Which thine own hand prepar’d.

12 We own thy various claim;
And to thine altar move,

The willing victims of thy grace,
And bound with cords of love.

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Desceud, celestial fire!
The sacrifice inflame :

So shall a grateful odour rise

Through our Redeemer's name.

HYMN CLII. 1 Cor. 1. 21-4. (L. M.) 1 THIS is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above. Jehovah here resolves to shew, What his almighty grace can do. 2 This remedy did wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind; This sov'reign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruin'd creature, man.

3 The gospel bids the dead revive; Sinners obey the voice and live:

Dry bones are rais'd, and cloth'd afresh,
And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh.
4 Where Satan reign'd in shades of night,
The gospel strikes a heav'nly light;
Our lusts its wondrous power controuls,
And calms the rage of angry souls.
5 Lions and beasts of savage name
Put on the nature of the lamb;
While the vain world esteem it strange,
Gaze, and admire, and hate the change.
6 May but this grace my soul renew,
Let sinners gaze, and hate me too!
The word that saves me, does engage
A sure defence from all their rage.

HYMN CLIII. 1 Cor. 1. 30. (L. M.)
I BURIED in shadows of the night
We lie, till Christ restores the light;
Wisdom descends to heal the blind,
And chase the darkness of the mind.

2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in tears, Till his atoning blood appears:

Then we awake from deep distress, And sing "The Lord our Righteousness." 3 Our very frame is mix'd with sin; His Spirit makes our natures clean: Such virtues from his suff'rings flow, At once to cleanse and pardon too. 4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, Binding his slaves in heavy chains: He sets the pris'ners free, and breaks The iron bondage from our necks. 5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness: Thou art our mighty All, and we Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee.

HYMN CLIV. 1 Cor. 11. 9-10. (c. M.)
1 NOR eye has seen, nor ear has heard,
Nor sense nor reason known,
What joys the Father has prepar'd
For those that love his Son.

2 But the good Spirit of the Lord
Reveals a heav'n to come:
The beams of glory in his word
Allure and guide us home.

3 Pure are the joys above the sky,
And all the region peace;
No wanton lips, nor envious eye,
Can see or taste the bliss.

4 Those holy gates for ever bar
Pollution, sin, and shame:

None shall obtain admittance there,
But foll'wers of the Lamb.

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