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3 O, seek thy thoughtless servants, Lord,
Nor let us quite forget thy word ;
DODDRIDGE. Inconstancy in Religion. 1 PERPETUAL Source of light and grace,
We hail thy sacred name;
Thy goodness is the same.
Its wondrous mercy pours;
And plenteous as the showers. 3 Inconstant service we repay,
And treacherous vows renew;
And transient as the dew.
And loud implore thy grace
In all thy righteous ways.
Our souls shall steadfast move,
On to thy courts above.
Pursues his radiant way,
And shines to perfect day.
WATTS. Waiting for Pardon and Direction. Ps. 25. 1 I LIFT my soul to God;
My trust is in his name;
Still triumph in my shame. 2 From the first dawning light
Till the dark evening rise,
With ever-longing eyes. 3 Remember all thy grace,
And lead me in thy truth;
And follies of my youth. 4 The Lord is just and kind;
The meek shall learn his ways,
The methods of his grace. 5 For his own goodness' sake
He saves my soul from shame;
Through my Redeemer's name.
J. TAYLOR. Sins confessed and mourned. 1 GOD of mercy, God of love,
Hear our sad, repentant song;
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.
F. Davison. Ps. 86. 1 SAVE my soul, which thou didst cherish
Until now, now like to perish;
Help, nor hope, but thee alone. 2 Send, O send relieving gladness
To my soul oppressed with sadness,
Winged with zeal springs up to thee. 3 Heavenly Tutor, of thy kindness
Teach my dulness, guide my blindness,
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4 In knots to be loosed never,
Knit my heart to thee forever,
Fearful love and loving fear.
But with eyes of mercy eye me;
Though all my crimes before thee lie,
But blot their memory from thy book.
And form my soul averse to sin ;
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
Cast out and banished from thy sight;
And guard me that I fall no more.
Is all the sacrifice I bring :
A broken heart for sacrifice.
Salvation shall be all my song;
TATE & BRADY. The accepted Worshipper. Ps. 15. 1 LORD, who's the happy man, that may
To thy blest courts repair
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;
Can treat with just neglect,
Has ever firmly stood ;
He makes his promise good;
Has happiness insured,
By Providence secured.