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Canst thou thy face forever hide,
And I still pray and be denied?
2 Shall I forever be forgot,
As one whom thou regardest not?
Still shall my soul thine absence mourn,
And still despair of thy return?
3 How long shall my poor troubled breast
Be with these anxious thoughts opprest?
And Satan, my malicious foe,

Rejoice to see me sunk so low.
4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief,

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.
-6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest,

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest:
o My heart shall feel thy love, and raise

My cheerful voice to songs of praise.
PSALM 14. C. M. 1st PART. Walsal. [b]

By Nature all Men are Sinners.
1 TOOLS, in their hearts, believe and say,

“That all religion's vain;
“There is no God who reigns on high,

“Or minds th' affairs of men.”
2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane,

Corrupt discourse proceeds;
And in their impious hands are found

Abominable deeds.
3 The Lord, from his celestial throne,

Look'd down on things below,
To find the man who sought his grace,

Or did his justice know.
4 By nature all are gone astray,

Their practice all the same:
There's none who fears his Maker's hand;

There's none who loves his Name.

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5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit,

Their slanders never cease;
How swift to mischief are their feet,

Nor know the paths of peace.
6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root,

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.
2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean;
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue:
He hates to do his neighbour wrong.
3 [Scarce will be trust an ill report,
Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt:
Sinners of state he can despise,
But saints are honour'd in his eyes.]
4 [Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good:
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]
5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold;
While others gripe and grind the poor,

Sweet charity attends his door.]
e 6 He loves his enemies, and prays

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.
PSALM 16. L. M. FIRST Part. Shoel. [b]

Good works profit Men, not Gon.
DRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need,

For succour to thy throne I flee;

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But have no merits there to plead;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.
2 Oft have my heart and tongue confest,
How empty and how poor I am;
My praise can never make thee blest,

Nor add new glories to thy Name:
-3 Yei, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap

Some profit by the good we do;
These are the company I keep,
These are the choicest friends I know.
4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;
I love the men of heavenly birth,
Whose tho'ts and language are divine.
L. M. THIRD Part. Moreton. Quercy. [*]

Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection.
WHis arm is my almighty prop;

THEN God is nigh, my faith is strong,
o Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue,
« My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2. Though in the dust I lay my head;
Yet gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My scul for ever with the dead,

Nor lose thy children in the grave.
-3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,

Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.
4 There streams of endless pleasure flow,
And full discoveries of thy grace,
(Which we but tasted here below)
Spread heavenly joys thro' all the place.
C. M. FIRST PART. Abridge. Barby. [*}

V. 1-3.-Support and Counsel from God.
ET Heathens to their idols haste,

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But my delightful lot is cast,

Where the true God is known.
4 His hand provides my constant food,

He fills my daily cup;
Much am I pleas'd with present good,

But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy;

His counsels are my light;
He gives me sweet advice by day,

And gentle hints by night.
6 My soul would all her thoughts approve

To his all-seeing eye;
Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move,

While such a Friend is nigh.
C. M. SECOND PART. Sunday. Doxology. (*)

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. [*]
V. 13, &c.-Portion of Saints and of Sinners.

And make the wicked flee;
They are but thy chastisiog rod,

To drive thy saints to thee. р

2 Behold, the sinner dies,

His haughty words are vain;
Here in this life his pleasure lies,

And all beyond is pain.
3 Then let his pride advance,

And boast of all his store;
-The Lord is my inheritance,

My soul can wish no more..
4 I shall behold the face

Of my forgiving God;
And stand complete in righteousness,

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.

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L. M. Islington. [*]
The Saint's Hope: or the Resurrection.
VHAT sinners value, I resign;

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;
è When shall I wake and find me there?
--5 () glorious hour! ( blest abode!

I shall be near, and like my God!
And flesh and sin no more control

The sacred pleasures of the soul.
a 6 My filesh shall slumber in the ground,
-Till the last trumpet's joyful sound;
s Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,

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;
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.
e 2 Death, and the terrours of the grave,

Stood round me with their dismal shade,
While floods of high temptation rose,

And made my sinking soul afraid. e 3 I saw the op’ning gates of hell,

With endless pains and sorrows there;
Which none, but they that feel, can tell,
While I was hurried to despair.
4 In my distress I callid my God,

When I could scarce believe him mine;
-He bow'd his ear to my complaint;
o Then did his grace appear divine.
0 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke,

The blast of his almighty breath;
He sent salvation from on high,
And drew me from the depths of death.


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