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WATTS. God's Control over the material and spiritual Worlds. 1 INFINITE Power, eternal Lord,
How sovereign is thy hand!
And moves at thy command.
Keeps his appointed way,
The circle of the day ;-
Perform thine awful will,
Thy great designs fulfil ; -
Nor thy commands obey,
Draw my best thoughts away. 5 Great God, create my soul anew;
Conform my heart to thine;
And take the mould divine.
COWPER. Grace and Providence. 1 ALMIGHTY King! whose wondrous hand
Supports the weight of sea and land;
2 Thy providence supplies my food,
And 'tis thy blessing makes it good ;
3 My streams of outward comfort came
From him who built this earthly frame;
4 Forgive the song that falls so low
Beneath the gratitude I owe !
Watts. The Ministry of Angels. 1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light
The King of glory spreads his seat, And troops of angels, stretched for flight,
Stand waiting round his awful feet.
2 Thy winged troops, O God of hosts,
Wait on thy wandering church below: Here we are sailing to thy coasts;
Let angels be our convoy too. 3 Are they not all thy servants, Lord ?
At thy command they go and come, With cheerful haste obey thy word,
And guard thy children to their home.
Which God performed of old,
And which our fathers told.
His works of power and grace ;
Through every rising race.
And they again to theirs,
May teach them to their heirs.
Their hope securely stands,
But practise his commands.
TATE & BRADY. Commemoration of God's Benefits from one Generation to another.
Deep in your hearts descend.
Shall parables unfold,
3 Which we from sacred registers
Of ancient times have known, And our forefathers' pious care
To us has handed down. 4 We will not hide them from our sons ;
Our offspring shall be taught The praises of the Lord, whose strength
Has works of wonder wrought ;5 That generations yet to come
Should to their unborn heirs Religiously transmit the same,
And they again to theirs ;-
Their hope securely stands ;
But keep his just commands.
TATE & BRADY. God the Deliverer of Nations. Ps. 44. 1 O LORD, our fathers oft have told,
In our attentive ears,
And elder times than theirs.
Thou art our sovereign King ;
To us deliverance bring.
From whom the conquest came;
And ever bless his name.
4 Arise, O Lord, and timely haste
To our deliverance make;
Yet for thy mercies' sake.
His name in Israel great ;
And Zion was his seat.
His dwelling there he chose ;
Against their haughty foes.
And broke the threatening spear, The bow, the arrows, and the sword,
And crushed the Assyrian war.
But mighty hills of prey ?
Is glorious more than they.
When once thy wrath appears ? : When heaven shines round with dreadful light,
The earth lies still, and fears. 6 When God, in his own sovereign ways,
Comes down to save the oppressed, The wrath of man shall work his praise,
And he'll restrain the rest.