Constant and just to all they speak :
For God they know can hear.

3 Still with their lips their hearts agree,
Nor flatt'ring words devise:

They're sure the God of truth can see
Thro' ev'ry false disguise.

4 Deceits they hate, they dread all lies,
Whatever forms they wear;
Preferring death to perjuries,
They dare not falsely swear.

5 Lo! from above the Lord descends,
And brings the judgment down;
He bids his saints, his faithful friends,
Rise and possess their crown.

6 While Satan trembles at the sight,
And devils wish to die;

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Where will the faithless hypocrite
And perjur'd liar fly?

HYMN 38. First Part. L. M.

The fourth command.

ETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest,

Another six days' work is done,
Another sabbath is begun.

2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides a blest foretaste of heav'n,
On this day more than all the sev'n.

3 O! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies;

And draw from Christ that sweet repose, Which none, but he, that feels it, knows. 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest;

Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.

5 With joy, great God, thy works we scan,
Creation's scene, redemption's plan;
With praise, we think on mercies past,
With hope, we future pleasures taste.
6 In holy duties let the day,

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In holy comforts pass away;

How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one, that ne'er shall end!
HYMN 38. Second Part. C. M.
The Lord's day.

COME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep,

On this sweet day of rest;

O! bless this flock, and make this fold
Enjoy an heav'nly rest.

2 Welcome, and precious to my soul
Are these sweet days of love;
But what a sabbath shall I keep,
When I shall rest above!

3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray,
Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace;
Here, in thine own appointed way,
I wait to see thy face.

4 These are the sweet and precious days
On which my Lord I've seen;

And oft, when feasting on his word,
In raptures I have been.

5 O! if my soul, when death appears,
In this sweet frame be found:
I'll clasp my Saviour in mine arms,
And leave this earthly ground.

6 I long for that delightful hour,
When from this clay undrest,

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I shall be cloth'd in robes divine,
And made forever blest.

HYMN 38. Third Part. L. M.
The eternal Sabbath.

HINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love;
But there's a nobler rest above:
To that our longing souls aspire,
With cheerful hope and warm desire.
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin, nor hell shall reach the place;
Nor groans shall mingle with the songs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun;
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

4 O long-expected day! begin

Dawn on these realms of woe and sin :
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.
HYMN 39. First Part. L. M.
The fifth command.

1 GREAT source of order, Maker wise!

Whose throne is high above the skies;

We praise thy name; thy laws ordain,
That order shall on earth obtain.

2 Let each inferior rank revere
All such as their superiors are ;
And let superiors also do

What's right by each inferior too.
3 To thee may each united house,
At morn and night present its vows;
O may each family proclaim
The honours of thy glorious name!

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HYMN 39. Second Part. C. M.

Honour to magistrates.

ETERNAL Sov'reign of the sky,

And Lord of all below;

We mortals to thy majesty

Our first obedience owe.

2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme;
And bless thy providence,
For magistrates of various name,
Our glory and defence.

3 Where laws and liberty combine
To make the nation bless'd;
There magistrates with lustre shine,
And states are govern'd best.

4 Nations on firm foundations stand,
While virtue finds reward;
And sinners perish from the land,
By justice and the sword.

5 To magistrates be honour paid,
To laws obedience shown;

But consciences and souls were made
To be the Lord's alone.

HYMN 39. Third Part. C. M. The anxiety of pious parents for their children. 1 THO' parents may in covʼnant be,

And have their heav'n in view;

They are unhappy, till they see
Their children happy too.

2 Their hearts with inward anguish bleed,
When all attempts prove vain,

To save their race from paths, that lead
To everlasting pain.

3 They warn, indulge, correct, beseech,
While tears in torrents flow;

And 'tis beyond the pow'r of speech
To tell the griefs they know.

4 Till they can see victorious grace
Their children's souls possess,
The sparkling wit, the smiling face
But adds to their distress.

5 "Shall cruel spirits drag thee down
"To darkness and despair;
“Beneath th' Almighty's angry frown,
"To dwell forever there?

6 "Saviour, the dreadful scene forbid!
"Look down, dear Lord, and bless ;
"We'll wrestle hard, as Jacob did—
May we obtain success!"

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HYMN 40. First Part. L. M.
The sixth command.

LAMOUR and wrath, and war be gone,
Envy and spite forever cease;

Let bitter words no more be known Among the saints, the sons of peace. 2 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove,

Flies from the realms of noise and strife;
Why should we vex and grieve his love,
Who seals our souls to heav'nly life.
3 Tender and kind be all our thoughts,
Thro' all our lives let mercy run:
So God forgives our num'rous faults,
For the dear sake of Christ his Son.

HYMN 40. Second Part. L. M.

Anger.

1 DARE we indulge our wrath and strife,

And yet assume the christian name?

Give our wild passions sway, yet call
Ourselves the follow'rs of the Lamb?