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3 O, seek thy thoughtless servants, Lord,

Nor let us quite forget thy word ;
Our erring souls do thou restore,
And keep us, that we stray no more.

C. M.

DODDRIDGE. Inconstancy in Religion. 1 PERPETUAL Source of light and grace,

We hail thy sacred name;
Through every year's revolving round

Thy goodness is the same.
2 On us, all worthless as we are,

Its wondrous mercy pours;
Sure as the heaven's established course,

And plenteous as the showers. 3 Inconstant service we repay,

And treacherous vows renew;
False as the morning's scattering cloud,

And transient as the dew.
4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn,

And loud implore thy grace
To bear our feeble footsteps on

In all thy righteous ways.
5 Armed with this energy divine,

Our souls shall steadfast move,
And with increasing transport press

On to thy courts above.
6 So, by thy power, the morning sun

Pursues his radiant way,
Brightens each moment in his race,

And shines to perfect day.

S. M.

WATTS. Waiting for Pardon and Direction. Ps. 25. 1 I LIFT my soul to God;

My trust is in his name;
Let not my foes, that seek my blood,

Still triumph in my shame. 2 From the first dawning light

Till the dark evening rise,
For thy salvation, Lord, I wait

With ever-longing eyes. 3 Remember all thy grace,

And lead me in thy truth;
Forgive the sins of riper days,

And follies of my youth. 4 The Lord is just and kind;

The meek shall learn his ways,
And every humble sinner find

The methods of his grace. 5 For his own goodness' sake

He saves my soul from shame;
He pardons, though my guilt be great,

Through my Redeemer's name.

78 M.

J. TAYLOR. Sins confessed and mourned. 1 GOD of mercy, God of love,

Hear our sad, repentant song;
Sorrow dwells on every face,
Penitence on every tongue.

2 Deep regret for follies past,

Talents wasted, time misspent ; Hearts debased by worldly cares,

Thankless for the blessings lent; 3 Foolish fears and fond desires,

Vain regrets for things as vain ; Lips too seldom taught to praise,

Oft to murmur and complain ; 4 These, and every secret fault,

Filled with grief and shame, we own; Humbled at thy feet we lie,

Seeking pardon from thy throne. 5 God of mercy, God of grace,

Hear our sad, repentant songs; O, restore thy suppliant race,

Thou to whom all praise belongs.

8s & 7 M.

F. Davison. Ps. 86. 1 SAVE my soul, which thou didst cherish

Until now, now like to perish;
Save thy servant, that hath none

Help, nor hope, but thee alone. 2 Send, O send relieving gladness

To my soul oppressed with sadness,
Which, from clog of earth set free,

Winged with zeal springs up to thee. 3 Heavenly Tutor, of thy kindness

Teach my dulness, guide my blindness,
That my steps thy paths may tread,
Which to endless bliss do lead.


4 In knots to be loosed never,

Knit my heart to thee forever,
That I to thy name may bear

Fearful love and loving fear.
5 Thy kind look no more deny me,

But with eyes of mercy eye me;
O give me, thy slave, at length,
Easing aid or bearing strength.

L. M.

Seeking Pardon and Aid. Ps. 51.
1 O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry,

Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,

But blot their memory from thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within,

And form my soul averse to sin ;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,

Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without thy light,

Cast out and banished from thy sight;
Thy holy joys, my God, restore,

And guard me that I fall no more.
4 A broken heart, iny God, my King,

Is all the sacrifice I bring :
The God of grace will ne'er despise

A broken heart for sacrifice.
5 O, may thy love inspire my tongue !

Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness.


C. M.

TATE & BRADY. The accepted Worshipper. Ps. 15. 1 LORD, who's the happy man, that may

To thy blest courts repair
Not stranger-like, to visit them,

But to inhabit there?

2 'Tis he whose every thought and deed

By rules of virtue moves; Whose generous tongue disdains to speak

The thing his heart disproves; 3 Who never did a slander forge,

His neighbor's fame to wound, Nor hearken to a false report,

By malice whispered round;
4 Who vice, in all its pomp and power,

Can treat with just neglect,
And piety, though clothed in rags,

Religiously respect;
5 Who to his plighted vows and trust

Has ever firmly stood ;
And, though he promise to his loss,

He makes his promise good;
6 The man who by this steady course

Has happiness insured,
When earth's foundation shakes, shall stand,

By Providence secured.


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