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4 What num'rous crimes increasing rise
Through this most sinful isle!
What land so favour'd of the skies,
And yet what land so vile !

5 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord,
By thy constraining grace;
Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And humbly seek thy face.

6 Then should insulting foes invade,
We need not yield to fear;
Secure of never-failing aid,
If God, our God, be near.

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The New Year.

STEELE.

1 GREAT God, we sing that mighty hand,
By which supported still we stand;
The opening year thy mercy shews:
Let mercy crown it till it close.

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.

3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future (all to us unknown)
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Through all our future changing days.

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The same.

WHAT favours all divine !

What mercies do we share !
What blessings all around us shine
To open this new year!

2 Our past misdeeds forgive,
Our souls divinely cheer,
And help us to thy glory live,

Dear Lord, through this new year.

L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

S. M.

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Prepare us for thy will,
Whatever may appear,
And let thy loving-kindness still
Preserve us through the year.

Confirm our souls in thee,
In faith and holy fear,

And let the dear Redeemer be

Our song through all the year.

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1 SOON

Thunder Storm.

as a black o'erspreading cloud
Has darken'd all the air,

And peals of thunder roaring loud
Proclaim the tempest near;

2 Then guilt and fear, the fruits of sin,
The sinner oft pursue :

A louder storm is heard within,
And conscience thunders too.

3 But when the sky serene appears,
And thunders roll no more,

He soon forgets his vows and tears,
Just as he did before.

4 But whither shall the sinner flee,
When nature's mighty frame,

The pond'rous earth, and air, and sea,
Shall all dissolve in flame ?

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5 Lord, let thy mercy find a way
To touch the sinner's heart,
That he may never hear thee say,
"Thou cursed one, depart."

6 Believers, you may well rejoice!
The thunder's loudest strains,
Should be to you a welcome voice,
That tells you, "Jesus reigns."

836. Our Times in the hand of God.

1 SOVEREIGN Ruler of the skies!
Ever gracious, ever wise!

All my times are in thy hand-
All events at thy command.

MEDLEY.

C. M.

NEWTON..

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2 His decree who form'd the earth:
Fix'd my first and second birth:
Parents, native place, and time-
All appointed were by him.

3 Times of sickness, times of health;
Times of penury and wealth;
Times of trial and of grief;
Times of triumph and relief:

4 Times the tempter's power to prove ;
Times to taste the Saviour's love:
All must come, and last, and end,
As shall please my heavenly Friend.
5 Plagues and deaths around me fly;
Till he bids I cannot die :

Not a single shaft can hit,
Till the God of love sees fit.

6 Thee, at all times will I bless :
Having Christ I all possess ;
How can I bereaved be,

Since I have my all in thee?

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RYLAND.

1 GREAT God of order, truth, and grace,
Fountain of social joys,

Shine with thy sweet approving smile,
And crown the nuptial ties.

2 Look on the now united pair,
Do thou the union bless;
Here may true friendship ever reign,
In firmest bonds of peace.

3 May each the other kindly help,
To run the shining road;

Join with delight in prayer and praise,
And ever cleave to God.

4 May both be fill'd with one concern,
For one eternal prize,

And warmest zeal their souls inflame,
For joys beyond the skies.

5 One be their view, their aim, their end,
Pure heavenly bliss to prove,

Meeting at last around the throne,
To reign in realms of love.

C. M.

BURNHAM

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1 LORD, on thy servants kindly look,
And send thy blessing down;
Come, and most tenderly unite,
Their happy souls in one.
2 Let the pure love of Jesus bind
The solemn nuptial ties;

Let kindness triumph in each heart,
And mutual joy arise.

3 0 may they draw each other on,
To seek thy promised grace;
Sweetly confirm their souls in thee,
To dwell in endless peace.

4 Soon may we taste the marriage feast,
With all the saints above,

Where all the ransom'd shall be fill'd,
With pure eternal love.

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1 OUR Jesus freely did appear,
To grace a marriage feast;

And, Lord, we ask thy presence here,
To make a wedding-guest.

2 Upon the bridal pair look down,

Who now have plighted hands;
Their union with thy favour crown,
And bless the nuptial bands.

C. M.

BURNHAM.

3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow,
Of all rich dowries best!

Their substance bless, and peace bestow,
To sweeten all the rest.

4 True helpers may they prove indeed
In prayer, and faith, and hope;
And see with joy a godly seed,
To build thy household up.

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C. M.

BERRIDGE.

C.M.

1 SINCE thou hast joined us, gracious Lord,

In wedlock to abide,

May we, in heart, with one accord,
In love each other guide.

2 Lord, may we strive in love to be
Each other's faithful friend;
And may we thy salvation see,
Till time with us shall end.

3 May strife and vain contention be
For ever out of sight;

And may we worship only thee,
At morning, noon, and night.

4 And when our work below is done,
O may we ready stand;

Then, dearest Lord, receive us home,
To dwell at thy right hand.

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Prayer for Children.

1 GREAT God, now condescend
To bless our rising race;

Soon may their willing spirits bend
To thy victorious grace!

2 Dear Lord, thy Spirit pour
Upon our infant seed;

O bring the longed-for happy hour
That makes them thine indeed.
3 May they receive thy word,
Confess the Saviour's name,
Then follow their despised LORD
Through the baptismal stream.
4 Then with thy favoured race
Surround the sacred board,

There to adore thy sovereign grace,
And sing their dying LORD.

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Christ's regard for Children.

1 SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stands,
With all-engaging charms;

Hark! how he calls the tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms!

2" Permit them to approach,” he cries,
Nor scorn their humble name;

For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
The Lord of angels came.

LANE.

S. M.

RIPPON.

C. M.

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