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5 Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy,
Through Jesus' name are given ;
He on the cross was lifted high,
That we might reign in heaven.

I WE give immortal praise

For God the Father's love,
For all our comforts here,

And better hopes above:
He sent His own eternal Son
To die for sins that we had done.
2 To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,

Who bought us with His blood

From everlasting woe:

T. GIBBONS.

H. M.

And now He lives, and now He reigns,
And sees the fruit of all His pains.

3 To God the Spirit's name
Immortal worship give,
Whose new-creating power

Makes the dead sinner live:
His work completes the great design,
And fills the soul with joy divine.

4 Almighty God! to Thee

Be endless honours done,

The undivided Three,

The great and glorious One:

Where reason fails, with all her powers,
There faith prevails, and love adores.

I. WATTS.

L. M.

I WITH all my powers of heart and tongue
I'll praise my Maker in my song:
Angels shall hear the notes I raise,
Approve the song, and join the praise.
2 I'll sing Thy truth and mercy, Lord;
I'll sing the wonders of Thy word;
Not all the works and names below,
So much Thy power and glory show.

3 To God I cried when troubles rose;
He heard me, and subdued my foes;
He did my rising fears control,

And strength diffused through all my soul.
4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand,
Upheld and guarded by Thy hand;
Thy words my fainting soul revive,
And keep my dying faith alive.

5 Grace will complete what grace begins,
To save from sorrows and from sins;
The work that wisdom undertakes,
Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.

I. WATTS.

GOD-HIS PROVIDENCE AND GRACE.

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I AMAZING grace! how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost, but now am found-
Was blind, but now I see.

C. M.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;

How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
I have already come;

"Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

4 Yea-when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,

I shall possess, within the vail,
A life of joy and peace.

5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;

But God, who called me here below,

Will be for ever mine.

J. NEWTON.

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I GOD is the refuge of His saints,

When storms of sharp distress invade ;
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold Him present with His aid.
may the troubled ocean roar-
In sacred peace our souls abide ;
While every nation, every shore,

2 Loud

Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

Life, love, and joy, still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode.

4 That sacred stream, Thy holy Word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls;
Sweet peace Thy promises afford,

L. M.

And give new strength to fainting souls.

5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love,

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Secure against a threatening hour;

Nor can her firm foundation move,

Built on His truth, and armed with power.

I GOD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform:
He plants His footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

2 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

3 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace,
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

4 His purposes will ripen fast,

Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,

But sweet will be the flower.

I. WATTS.

C. M.

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5 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan His work in vain ;
God is His own interpreter,

And He will make it plain.

I GOD, my supporter and my hope,
My help for ever near,

Thine arm of mercy held me up,
When sinking in despair.

W. COWPER.

2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet.
Through this dark wilderness;

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Thine hand conduct me near Thy seat,
To dwell before Thy face.

Were I in heaven, without my God,
"Twould be no joy to me;

And while the earth is my abode,
I long for none but Thee.

4 What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint,
Thou art my soul's eternal rock,
The strength of every saint.

I GRACE! 'tis a charming sound,

Harmonious to my ear;

C. M.

I. WATTS.

Heaven with the echo shall resound,
And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contrived a way
To save rebellious man;

And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.
3 Grace taught my wandering feet
To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies I hourly meet,
While pressing home to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown,
Through everlasting days;

It lays in heaven the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

S. M.

P. DODDRIDGE.

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I KEEP silence, all created things,
And wait your Maker's nod;

C. M.

My soul stands trembling while she sings
The honours of her God.

2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown,
Hang on His firm decree;
He sits on no precarious throne,
Nor borrows leave to be.

3 His providence unfolds a book,
In which His counsels shine;
Each opening leaf, and every stroke,
Fulfils some deep design.

4 In Thy fair book of life and grace,
O may
I find my name,
Recorded in some humble place,
Beneath my Lord, the Lamb.

I. WATTS.

L. M. 6 lines,

I LEAVE God to order all thy ways,
And hope in Him, whate'er betide;
Thou'lt find Him in the evil days
Thy all-sufficient strength and guide;
Who trusts in God's unchanging love,
Builds on the rock that naught can move.

2 What can these anxious cares avail,
These never-ceasing moans and sighs?
What can it help us to bewail
Each painful moment as it flies?
Our cross and trials do but press
The heavier for our bitterness.

3 Only thy restless heart keep still,
And wait in cheerful hope; content
To take whate'er His gracious will,
His all-discerning love hath sent :
Nor doubt our inmost wants are known
To Him who chose us for His own.

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