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THE heav'ns declare thy gloty, LLord,

In ev'ry star thy: wisdom fhives : But when our eyes behold thy Word, 1 We read thy Name in fairer lines. The rolling sun, the changing tight, And night and day thy pow r confefs; But the bleft volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand : So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land.

Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run :
Till Christ has all the nations bles,
That see the light, or feel the sun.
Great Sun of Righteousness arise !
Bless the dark world with heav'nly light:
Thy gospel makes the simple wise ;
Táy laws are pure, thy judgnients right.
Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renew'd, and fins forgiv'n ;
Lord, cleanse our sins, our souls renew,
And make thy word our guide to beav'n.

48.

C. M.

STENNET.

The Riches of God's Word.

ET Avarice from shore to shore

L'Her fav rite God pursue;

Thy Word, O Lord, we value more

Than India or Peru.

Here mines of knowledge, love and joy

Are open to our sight:
The purest gold without alloy,

And gems divinely bright.
The counsels of redeeming grace

These sacred leaves unfold :'
And here the Saviour's lovely face

Our raptur'd eyes behold.
Here light descending from above

Directs our doubtful feet :
Here promises of heav'nly love

Our ardent wishes meet.

Our num'rous griefs are here redrest,

And all our wants supplied : Naught we can ask to make us bleft,

Is in this book denied.

For these inefiimable gains,

That fo enrich the mind.
O may we search with eager pains,

Allurid that we shall find.

49. C. M. Watts, altered.

The Faithfulness of God in bis Word.

May my fong for ever shew

The mercies of the Lord ; And may succeeding ages know,

How faithful is his word.

O

The sacred truths his lips pronounce

Shall firm as heav'n endure;
And, if he speaks a promise once,

Th' eternal grace is sure.
How long the race of David held

The Ifraelitish throne !
But there's a nobler cov'nant seal'd

To David's greater Son.
His feed for ever shall possess

A'throne above the skies ;
The meanest subject of his grace

Sball to that glory rise.
His promise he will ne'er revoke,

But keep his grace in mind;
And what Eternal Love hath spoke,

Eternal Truth shall bind.
Great God of hosts, thy wond'rous ways

Are sung by faints above :
And saints on earth their honors raise

To thy unchanging love.

TH

LAW and GOSPEL. 50. L: M. WATTS, altereid. THE law declares, and makes us know

What debt immense to God we owe; But in the gospel we may see, How God hath set the debtor free. The law discovers guilt and fin; And shews how vile our hearts have been; Only the gospel can express God's mercy, love and righteousness. What curses does the law denounce Against the man who fios but once : But in the gospel Christ appears, Pard’ning the guilt of num'rous years. The vilest Ginner out of hell, That can his case to Jesus tell, Shall find relief thro' his dear blood, And pardon from a gracious God. My soul, no more attempt to draw Thy life or comfort from the law : All joy and peace the gospel' gives : Happy the finner who believes.

51. L. M.

Another.
O, you that rest upon the Law,

:

Look to the flames that Moses saw !

And shrink, and tremble, and despair.

NOT

But I'll retire beneath the Cross;

Saviour, at thy dear feet I lie:
And the keen sword that justice draws,
Flaming and red, shall pass me by:
52. C. M. WATTS's H.

Sinai and Sion.
JOT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word

Which God on Sinai spoke;
But we are come to Sion's hill,

The city of our God,
Where milder words declare his will,

And spread his love abroad.
Behold th' innumerable hoft

Of angels cloth'd in light !
Behold the spirits of the just,

Whose faith is turn’d to fight!
Behold the bless'd aflembly there,

Whose names are writ in heav'n !
And God, the judge of all declares

Their vilest fins forgiv'n.
The faints on earth, and all the dead

Bat one communion make,
All join in Christ their living head,

And of his grace partake.
In such society as this

My weary soul would reft :
The man that dwells where Jesus is,

Must be for ever bleft.

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