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Hear us from thy bright abode,
Own their great and gracious God
Are thy bounteous gifts alone;
Here we bend before thy throne.
Lord, we praise for mercies past;
May those mercies ever last.
Praises to our God belong;
Praises to the Heavenly King.
Flow around this happy land:
Peace and freedom we enjoy.
May we cheerfully obey,-
Ever own and worship God.
Praises to the King of kings;
Daily, () Jehovah! waits;
Grateful words and holy song.
Of remotest lands apart,
'Mid the ocean-waste, and lone.
Blessings on the thirsty plain,
From the rivers of the sky.
And thy paths drop fruitfulness :
L. M. PRESBYTERIAN COLL
All nature rests upon his word ;
And own his universal reign.
The evening and the morn rejoice
Enriched with fruit, and dressed in flowers 3 Thy works pronounce thy power divine;
In all the earth thy glories shine ;
L. NI. L. H. SIGOURNEY
And hearts of love, we come to bless
Thy manna o'er our wilderness.
O'er earth its robe of blossoming;
Rose quickening in thy blessed ray. 3 God of the seasons! thou hast blest
The land with sunlight and with showers,
To crown the sweet autumnal hours. 4 Praise, – praise to thee! Our hearts expand
To view these blessings of thy hand,
Th’extended trade, the fruitful skies,
All from thy boundless goodness rise.
every foreign shore;
As truth and conscience point the way.
3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues,
And triumph in his mighty name.
O, still may God amidsi us reign ;
And all our sacred rights maintain.
By which, supported still, we stand :
Let mercy crown it till it close.
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his unerring counsel led.
The future, all w us unknown,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest :
Adored through all our changing days.
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
DODDRIDGE Reflections for a New Year. 1 REMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds
of the revolving year; How swift the weeks complete their rounds
How short the months appear !
The swift advancing year;
The speed of its career.
Its great concerns to see;
And give the year to thee.
To joy that never dies.
Hasted through the former year,
Never more to meet us here:
They have done with all below:
But how little none can know.
Speedily the mark to find;