4 Oh, may this glorious, matchless love,

This godlike iniracle of grace,
Teach mortal tongues, like those above,
To raise this song of lofty praise :
Who is a pardoning God like Thee ?
Or who has grace so rich and free ?

223 Psalm c. 5.

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1 HY ceaseless, unexhausted love,

Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove,

And help our misery. 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still ;

Thou dost with sinners bear : That, saved, we may Thy goodness feel,

And all Thy grace declare,

3 Thy goodness and Thy truth to me,

To every soul, abound: A vast, unfathomable sea,

Where all our thoughts are drowned. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach,

So plenteous is the store;
Enough for all, enough for each,

Enough for evermore.
5 Faithful, O Lord, Thy mercies are,

A rock that cannot move :
A thousand promises declare

Thy constancy of love.

6 Throughout the universe it reigns,

Unalterably sure;
And while the truth of God remains,

His goodness must endure.

224 Psalm lxxill. 25. 12 78.

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Well this glorious frame hath plann'd; Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in its power ; All that strikes the gaze unsought, All that charms the lonely thought; Friendship, gem transcending price, Love, a flower from Paradise ; Yet amid this scene so fair, Should I cease Thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me?

Whom have I on earth but Thee? 2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight

Rolls a world of purer light;
There in love's unbounded reign
Parted hands shall meet again;
Martyrs there and prophets high
Blaze a glorious company ;
While immortal music rings
From ten thousand seraph strings.
O that scene is passing fair-
Yet should'st Thou be absent there,
What were all its joys to me?

Whom have I in heaven but Thee ?
3 Lord of earth and heaven, my breast

Seeks in Thee its only rest;
I was lost, Thy accents mild
Homeward lured Thy wandering child :
I was blind; Thy healing ray
Charm'd the long eclipse away:
Source of every joy I know,
Solace of my every woe,
Oh should once Thy smile divine
Cease upon my soul to shine,
What were heaven or earth to me?
Whom have I in each but Thee?

225 Psalin cxlvi. 7, 8.

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Who deigns our bonds to sever, His cares our drooping souls upraise,

And harm shall reach us never : On Him we rest, with faith assur'd of all that live the mighty Lord,

For ever and for ever.

6.7.

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ET all men praise the Lord,

In worship lowly bending, On His most holy word,

Redeem'd from woe, depending. 2 He gracious is and just,

From childhood us doth lead; On Him we place our trust

And hope in time of need.

227 1 John 1v. 8. G

8.7. BOWRING. 1 YOD is love: His mercy brightens

All the path in which we rove; Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens ;

God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Death and change are busy ever,

Man decays, and ages move; But His mercy waneth never;

God is wisdom, God is love. 3 Even the hour that darkness seemeth

Will His changeless goodness prove; From the mist His brightness streameth;

God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth

Hope and comfort from above; Everywhere His glory shineth;

God is wisdom, God is love.

228 Psalm lxvi. 8. C. M. WARDLAW.

IFT up to God the voice of praise,

Whose breath our souls inspired ;
Loud and more loud the anthem raise,

With grateful ardour fired.
2 Lift up to God the voice of praise,

Whose tender care sustains
Our feeble frame, encompass'd round

With death's unnumber'd pains. 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise,

Whose goodness, passing thought,
Loads every minute, as it flies,

With benefits unsought.
4 Lift up to God the voice of praise,

From whom salvation flows; Who sent His Son our souls to save

From everlasting woes.
5 Lift up to God the voice of praise,

For hope's transporting ray,
That lights through darkest shades of death

To realms of endless day.

HIS WORKS-CREATION. 229 Psalm civ. 24.

C. M. WATTS.
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That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained

The sun to rule the day ;
The moon shines full at His command,

And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That filled the earth with food;
He form'd the creatures with His word,

And then pronounced them good.
4 Lord, how Thy wonders are display'd

Where'er I turn mine eye;
If I survey the ground I tread,

Or gaze upon the sky!
5 There's not a plant or flower below,

But makes Thy glories known; And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from Thy throne.
6 His hand is my perpetual guard,

He keeps me with His eye:
Why should I, then, forget the Lord,

Who is for ever nigh?

230 Psalm c. 3.

6 7's. CONDER GIVE thanks to Him who made

Morning light and evening shade;
Source and Giver of all good,
Nightly sleep and daily food;
Quickener of our wearied powers,
Guard of our unconscious hours.

2 O give thanks to Nature's King,

Who made every breathing thing:
His our warm and sentient frame,
His the mind's immortal flame,
O how close the ties that bind
Spirits to the Eternal Mind I