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O thou gracious, wife, and juft,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown: Jefus, thou art all compatiion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art; Vifit us with thy falvation,
Enter ev'ry trembling heart ! Breathe! O breathe thy loving Spirit
Into ev'ry troubled breast! Let us all in thee inherit
Peace, and joy, and holy reft :
Alpha and Omega be,
Set our fouls at liberty.
Come! Almighty to deliver
Let us life and pow'r receive !
Never more thy temples leave !
Serve thee as thine lofts above,
Glory in thy precious love.
Happy, holy may we be !
Perfectly secur'd by thee :
'Till in heav'n we take our place;
Loft in wonder, love, and praise !
E'en when he hides his face !'
His glory and his grace. Then why, my soul, these sad complaints,
Since Christ and we are one?
Is faithful to his Son.
And part of heav'n possess’d;
And truft him for the rest.
Jefus, my God, I know his name;
His name is all my truit:
Nor let my hope be loft.
And he can well fecure
Till the decifive hour.
Before his Father's face ;
Allgo my foul a place.
RACE! 'tis a charming found,
Harmonious to the ear :
And all the earth shall hear.
In God's eternal Book :
Who all my sorrows took.
And made my eyes o'erflow:
And will not let me go.
I daily draw fupplies ;
Of all my swelling joys.
And when I meet my Lord,
And join the glorious throng, Grace shall constrain my soul to sing, And grace shall be my long.
70. L. M. Watts's P. The Covenant of Grace : 07, the true David. FI VOR ever may my song record
The truth and mercy of the Lord; Mercy and truth for ever ftand, Like heav'n, establish'd by his band. Thus to his Son he sware and said, “ With thee my cov'nant first was made; “ In thee shall dying finners live,
Glory and grace are thine to give. “ Be thou my prophet, thou my priest ;
Thy children shall be ever blest ; “ Thou art my chosen King: thy throne “ Shall stand eternal like my own. “ There's none of all my sons above “ So much my image or my love; “ Celestial pow'rs thy subjects are; • Then what can earth to thee compare? “ David my fervant, whom I chose “ To guard my flocks, to crush my foes, “ And rais'd im to the Jewish throne, “ Was but a shadow of my Son.” Now let the Church rejoice and sing, Jesus her Savior, and her King : Angels his heav'nly wonders show, And saints declare his works below.
71, L. M.
God's Covenant uncbangeable; or, the Rainbow
round about tbe Tbrone.
UPREME of Beings, with delight
And trace with admiration sweet
gems so bright, no forms so fair ;