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2 How oft hath his indulgent hand
My flowing eyelids dried,
When I in danger cried !
With sickness sore oppressed,
And lulled my eyes to rest !
At his command I came;
And raised its feeble flame.
When torn with inward grief;
Hath brought me swift relief. 6 Still will I walk before his face,
While he this life prolongs;
And teach me heavenly songs.
TATE & BRADY. Confidence in the divine Care. Ps. 18. 1 NO change of times shall ever shock
My firm affection, Lord, to thee;
A fortress and defence to me.
My trust is in thy mighty power ;
At home my safeguard and my tower.
3 To heaven I made my mournful prayer,
To God addressed my humble moan, Who graciously inclined his ear,
And heard me from his lofty throne. 4 He left the beauteous realms of light,
Whilst heaven bowed down its awful head ; Beneath his feet substantial night
Was, like a sable carpet, spread. 5 The chariot of the King of kings,
Which active troops of angels drew, On a strong tempest's rapid wings,
With most amazing swiftness flew. 6 Who, then, deserves to be adored,
But God, on whom my hopes depend?
Not to ourselves, is glory due ; Eternal God, thou only just,
Thou only gracious, wise, and true. 2 The God we serve maintains his throne
Above the clouds, beyond the skies ; Through all the earth his will is done;
He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 3 O Israel, make the Lord thy hope,
Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest; The Lord shall build thy ruins up,
And bless the people and the priest.
4 The dead no more can speak thy praise;
They dwell in silence and the grave; But we shall live to sing thy grace,
And tell the world thy power to save.
DODDRIDGE The Days of the Upright known to God. 1 TO thee, my God, my days are known;
My soul enjoys the thought;
Nor are my faults forgot.
2 Each secret breath devotion vents
Is vocal to thine ear;
Before thine eye appear.
3 The vacant hour, the active scene,
Thy mercy shall approve;
And every care of love.
Is gilded by thy rays;
A present God surveys.
And in thy view I die;
Shall find my God is nigh.
TATE & BRADY. God the Defence of the Just. Ps. 34. 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
My heart and tongue employ. 2 O, magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his name;
He to my rescue came.
The dwellings of the just; Deliverance he affords to all
Who on his succor trust.
Experience will decide
Who in his truth confide.
Have nothing else to fear;
He'll make your wants his care.
Watts. God's Care of the Saints. Ps. 34. 1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days;
Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue; My soul shall glory in thy grace,
While saints rejoice to hear the song.
2 Come, magnify the Lord with me;
Come, let us all exalt his name; I sought the eternal God, and he
Has not exposed my hope to shame. 3 I told him all my secret grief;
My secret groaning reached his ears; He gave my inward pains relief,
And calmed the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes;
Their faces feel the heavenly shine; A beam of mercy from the skies
Fills them with light and joy divine. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents
Around the men that serve the Lord : O, fear and love him, all his saints;
Taste of his grace, and trust his word.
WATTS. The Saints' Trial and Safety. Ps. 125. 1 UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill,
And firm as mountains be,
That leans, O Lord, on thee.
Old Salem's happy ground,
That every saint surround.
And lead them safely on