4. Israel, a name divinely bless'd,
May rise secure, securely rest:
Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes
Admit no slumber nor surprise.

5. On thee foul spirits have no power;
And, in thy last departing hour,
Angels that trace the airy road,
Shall bear thee upward to thy God.

LXXII.

HUNDRED & TWENTY-SIXTH PSALM.

THE JOY OF A REMARKABLE CONVERSION.

(By Dr. Watts.)

1. WHEN God reveal'd his gracious name,
And changed my mournful state,
My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream,
The grace appear'd so great.

2. The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess :

My tongue broke out in unknown strains
And sang "Surprising grace!"

Great

3. "Great is the work," my neighbours cried, And own'd the power divine:

"Great is the work," my heart replied, "And be the glory Thine."

4. The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;

Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.

5. Let those who sow in sadness, wait
Till the fair harvest come:

They shall confess their sheaves are great,
And shout the blessings home.

LXXIII.

HUNDRED AND SIXTEENTH
PSALM.

Verse 12, &c. (Imitated by Newton.)
Music, Alexandria, as 125th Psalm, Mel. Sac.
1. FOR mercies countless as the sands,
Which daily I receive

From Jesus my Redeemer's hands,
My soul, what canst thou give !

2. Alas! from such a heart as mine,
What can I bring him forth?

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My

My best is stain'd and dyed with sin;
My all is nothing worth.

3. Yet this acknowledgement I'll make
For all He has bestow'd;
Salvation's sacred cup I'll take,
And call upon my God.

4. The best returns for one like me
So wretched and so poor,

Is, from his gifts to draw a plea,
And ask him still for more.

5. I cannot serve Him as I ought;
No works have I to boast:

Yet would I glory in the thought
That I should owe Him most.

LXXIV.

HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINTH PSALM.

Verse 14 to the end. (By Dr. Watts.)

Music, St. Catherine's, as 36th Psalm, Mel. Sac.

1. 'TWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, A work of such a curious frame:

In me thy fearful wonders shine,

And each proclaims Thy skill divine.

2. Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, Which yet in dark confusion lay:

Thou sawest the growth they daily took,
Form'd by the model of Thy book.

3. By thee my growing parts were named; And, what thy sovereign counsel framed, (The breathing lungs, the beating heart,) Was copied with unerring art.

4. At last, to shew

my Maker's name,

God stamp'd his image on my frame;
And in some unknown moment join'd
The finish'd members to the mind.

5. Then the young seeds of thought began;
The dawning powers of the man :—
Great God, our infant nature pays
Immortal tribute to Thy praise!

LXXV.

SECOND PART.

6. BUT, since in my advancing age
I've acted on life's busy stage,

My swiftest thoughts would fail to trace
The numerous wonders of Thy grace.

These

7. These on my heart are still impress'd,

With these I give mine eyes to rest;
And at my waking hour I find

God and his love possess my mind.

8. O may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest:
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin ;-for God is there!

• 146th Psalm, "I'll praise my Maker," &c. (See Hymn 18th.)

LXXVI.

HUNDRED AND FORTY-FIRST PSALM.

Verse 2 to 5. (By Dr. Watts.) Music, (Frankfort,) as 101st Psalm, Mel. Sac. 1. MY God, accept my early vows,

1

Like morning incense in thy house:
And let my nightly worship rise
Sweet as the evening sacrifice.

2. Watch o'er my lips and guard them, Lord,
From every rash and heedless word:
Nor let my feet decline to tread
The guilty path where sinners lead.
3. O may the righteous, when I stray,
Rather reprove my wand'ring way!