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Canst thou thy face forever hide,
Rejoice to see me sunk so low.
Before my death conclude my grief; e. If thou withhold thy heav'nly light,
I sleep in everlasting night. 5.How will the pow'rs of darkness boast,
If but one praying soul be lost? o But I have trusted in thy grace,
And shall again behold thy face.
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest:
My cheerful voice to songs of praise.
By Nature all Men are Sinners.
“That all religion's vain;
“Or minds th' affairs of men.”
Corrupt discourse proceeds;
Look'd down on things below,
Or did his justice know.
Their practice all the same:
There's none who loves his Name.
5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit,
Their slanders never cease;
Nor know the paths of peace.
In ev'ry heart are found; Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
'Till grace refine the ground. Plymouth. PSALM 15. L. M. Leeds. Oporto. [*]
Duties to God and Man; or, the CARISTIAN. ei WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place,
-The man who minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.
Sweet charity attends his door.]
those who curse him to his face: And does to all men still the same
That he would hope or wish from them, 7 Yet when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone: o This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.
Good works profit Men, not Gon.
For succour to thy throne I flee;
But have no merits there to plead;
Nor add new glories to thy Name:
Some profit by the good we do;
Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection.
THEN God is nigh, my faith is strong,
2. Though in the dust I lay my head;
Nor lose thy children in the grave.
Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
V. 1-3.-Support and Counsel from God.
But my delightful lot is cast,
Where the true God is known.
He fills my daily cup;
But more rejoice in hope.
5 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light;
And gentle hints by night.
To his all-seeing eye;
While such a Friend is nigh.
The Death and Resurrection of CARIST. p5 :
ESUS, whom ev'ry saint adores, o Behold, the tomb its prey restores!
Behold, he lives again! -6 When shall my feet arise and stand
On heav'n's eiernal hills; o There sits the Son at God's right hand,
And there the Father smiles.
PSALM 17. S. M. Peckham. [*]
And make the wicked flee;
To drive thy saints to thee. р
2 Behold, the sinner dies,
His haughty words are vain;
And all beyond is pain.
And boast of all his store;
My soul can wish no more..
Of my forgiving God;
Wash'd in my Saviour's blood. s 5 There's a new heaven begun,
When I awake from death Drest in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.
L. M. Islington. [*]
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: o I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness. p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
I shall be near, and like my God!
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
And in my Saviour's image rise. PSALM 18. L. M. First Part. Green's. (*)
Verse 1-6, 15—18. Deliverance from Despair: or, Temptations overcone. 1
My, rock, my tow'r, my high defence;
Stood round me with their dismal shade,
And made my sinking soul afraid. e 3 I saw the op’ning gates of hell,
With endless pains and sorrows there;
When I could scarce believe him mine;
The blast of his almighty breath;