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Thus we'll devote our future days,
PSALM 62. L. M.
Y spirit looks to God alone ;
My rock and refuge is his throne ; In all my fears, in all my straits,
My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways,
Pour out your hearts before his face :
God is our all-sufficient aid.
The baser sort are vanity;
Light as a puff of empty air.
Nor set your hearts on glitt’ring dust; Why will ye grasp the feeting smoke,
And not believe what God has spoke ? 5 Once hath his awful voice declar'd,
Once and again my ears have heard, “ All pow'r is his eternal due ;
" He must be fear'd and trusted too." 6 For sov'reign pow'r reigns not alone,
Grace is a partner of the throne :
First Part. C. M.
I haste to seek thy face;
Without thy cheering grace.
2 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r,
Thro' all thy temples shine :
That vision so divine.
Can my best passions move;
As thy forgiving love.
I'll bless my God and king ;
The love of God better than life.
Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; The glories, that compose thy name,
Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just and Wise, Thou art my Father and
my And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With early teet I love t appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace.
Nor all the joys our senses know,
Or raise my cheerful passions so. 5 My life itself, without thy love,
No taste of pleasure could afford ;
6 Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head;
And adds refreshment to my bed. .
While I have breath to pray, or praise ;
This joy, to call thee mine ;
To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul
Thy mercy does implore ; Not travellers in desert lands
Can pant for water more. 3 Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place ; Thy pow'r and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick’ning grace.
To thee my spirit flies;
My cheerful hope relies.
My soul in safety keeps ;
PSALM 64. L. M.
When foes in secret spread the snare,
Let my salvation be thy care.
From vile temptations and from sin i
And heav'nly grace expand my heart.
And scatter far thy foes away ;
And saints, triumphant, bless the Lord. 4 Then shall thy Church exalt her voice,
And all that love thy name rejoice :
A prayer hearing God.
There shall our vows be paid :
All flesh shall seek thine aid.
But pard’ning grace is thine ;
To conquer ev'ry sin.
To bring them near thy face ;
To feast upon thy grace.
Thy truth and terror shine ;
Fulfil thy kind design.
The Lord is good and just;
And distant islands fly to thee,
And make thy name their trust. 6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord,
When signs in heav'n appear ;
PSALM 65. Second Part, C. M.
God of eternal pow'r ;
And tempests cease to roar.
Successive comforts bring;
Thy flow’rs adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and months, and hours,
Hear'n, earth, and air are thine ;
The author is divine.
Borne by the winds around,
The furrows of the ground.
And ranks of corn appear;
O Lord, our heav'nly King,