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3 To know the Author of our frame

Is our sublimest skill:
True science is to read thy name,

True life t'obey thy will.
4 For this I long, for this I pray,

And following on pursue, Till visions of eternal day

Fix and complete the view.


Joy in the Presence of God. Ps. 53. 1 SHINE on our souls, eternal God,

With rays of beauty shine;
O let thy favor crown our days,

And all their round be thine.
2 Did we not raise our hands to thee,

Our hands might toil in vain; Small joy success itself could give,

If thou thy love restrain. 3 With thee let every week begin,

With thee each day be spent, For thee each fleeting hour improved,

Since each by thee is lent. 4 Thus cheer us through this desert road,

Till all our labors cease, And Heaven refresh our weary souls With everlasting peace.





A Sight of God.
1 Up to the fields where angels lie,

And living waters gently roll,
Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly,

But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Had I a glance of thee, my God,

Kingdoms and men would vanish soon;
Vanish, as though I saw them not,

As a dim candle dies at noon. 3 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave;

I should perceive the noise no more
Than we can hear a shaking leaf

While rattling thunders round us roar. 4 Great All in All, eternal King,

Let me but view thy lovely face,
And all my powers shall bow and sing
Thine endless grandeur and thy grace.

C. M.

Praising God in all Changes. Ps. 34.
1 Through all the changing scenes of life,

In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still

My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliverance I will boast,

Till all who are distrest
From my example comfort take,

And charm their griefs to rest.

3 The hosts of God encamp around

The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance he affords to all

Who on his succor trust.
4 O make but trial of his love,-

Experience will decide
How blest they are, and only they,

Who in his truth confide. 5 Fear him, ye saints; and you will then

Have nothing else to fear:
Make you his service your delight-

He'll make your wants his care.

401. C. M.

HEGINBOTHAN. Praising God in all Changes. 1 Father of mercies, God of love,

My Father and my God;
I'll sing the honors of thy name,

And spread thy praise abroad. 2 In every period of my life

Thy thoughts of love appear;
Thy mercies gild each transient scene,

And crown each lengthening year. 3 In all these mercies may my soul

A father's bounty see;
Nor let the gifts thy grace bestows

Estrange my heart from thee.
4 Teach me in time of deep distress

To own thy hand, my God;
And in submissive silence hear

The lessons of thy rod.

5 In every changing state of life,

Each bright, each gloomy scene, Give me a meek and humble mind,

Still equal and serene. 6 Then will I close my eyes in death,

Free from distressing fear; For death itself is life, my God,

If thou art with me there.

402. C. M. TATE & BRADY.

The Soul panting for God. Ps. 42.
1 As pants the hart for cooling streams,

When heated in the chase,
So longs my soul, O God, for thee,

And thy refreshing grace.
2 For thee, my God, the living God,

My thirsty soul doth pine;
Oh! when shall I behold thy face,

Thou majesty divine?
3 One trouble calls another on,

And bursting o'er my head,
Fall spouting down, till round my soul

A roaring sea is spread.
4 But when thy presence, Lord of life,

Has once dispelled this storm,
To thee I'll midnight anthems sing,

And all my vows perform. 5 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?

Hope still, and thou shalt sing
The praise of him who is thy God,

Thy health's eternal spring.

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The Soul panting for God. Ps. 42. 1 As the hart, with eager looks,

Panteth for the water-brooks,
So my soul, athirst for thee,
Pants the living God to see;
When, O when, with filial fear,

Lord, shall I to thee draw near ?
2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?

God, thy God, shall make thee whole:
Why art thou disquieted ?
God shall lift thy fallen head,
And his countenance benign
Be the saving health of thine.


For the continual Help of God. 1 Be with me, Lord, where'er I go;

Teach me what thou wouldst have me do; Suggest whate'er I think or say;

Direct me in thy narrow way.
2 Prevent me, lest I harbor pride,

Lest I in mine own strength confide;
Show me my weakness, let me see

I have my power, my all from thec. 3 Enrich me alway with thy love;

My kind protection ever prove:
Thy signet put upon my breast,
And let thy Spirit on me rest.


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