Our fouls are nourish'd by thy word-
Let foul and body praise the Lord.

2 Our streams of outward comfort came
From him who built this earthly frame ;
Whate'er we want his mercies give,
By whom our fouls for ever live.

3 Either his hand preferves from pain,
Or, if we feel it, heals again;

From outward evils fhields our breast,
Or over-rules it for the best.

4 Forgive the fong that falls fo low
Beneath the gratitude we owe :
It meant thy praise, however poor-
An angel's fong can do no more.

HYMN 54. C. M.

God every where the refuge of his servants.
1 HOW are thy fervants bleft, O Lord!
How fure is their defence!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help omnipotence.

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,

They pass unhurt, thro' burning climes,
And breathe in tainted air.

3 Thy mercy fweetens ev'ry foil,
Makes ev'ry region please ;
The hoary frozen hills it warms,

And smooths the bois'trous feas.

4 Tho' by the dreadful tempeft tofs'd High on the broken wave,

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They know thou art not flow to hear,
Nor impotent to fave.

5 The ftorm is laid, the winds retire,
Obedient to thy will:

The fea, that roars at thy command,
At thy command is still.

6 From all our griefs and ftraits, O Lord!
Thy mercy fets us free,
While in the confidence of pray'r
Our hearts take hold on thee.

7 In midst of dangers, fears, and death,
Thy goodness we'll adore ;
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

8 Our lives, while thou preferv'ft our lives, Thy facrifice fhall be ;

And O may death, when death shall come,
Unite our fouls to thee!

HYMN 55. 61. L. M.

God our fhepherd.

1 THE Lord my pafture fhall prepare,
And feed me with a fhepherd's care :
His prefence shall my wants fupply,
And guard me with a watchful eye :
My noon-day walks he will attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
2 When in the fultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirfty mountain pant;
To fertile vales and dewy meads,
My weary, wand'ring fteps he leads,

Where peaceful rivers, foft and flow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Tho' in a bare and rugged way, Thro' devious, lonely wilds I ftray, Thy bounty fhall my pains beguile : The barren wildernefs fhall fmile, With fudden greens and herbage crown'd, And ftreams fhall murmur all around. 4 Tho' in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My ftedfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord! art with me still; Thy friendly crook fhall give me aid, And guide me thro' the dreadful shade.

HYMN 56. C. M.

The bleffings of Providence.

1 ALMIGHTY Father! gracious Lord! Kind guardian of our days!

Thy mercies let our hearts record
In fongs of grateful praise.

2 In life's firft dawn, our tender frame
Was thy indulgent care,

Long ere we could pronounce thy namc,
Or breathe our infant pray'r.

3 When reason with our ftature grew,
How weak her brightest ray!

How little of our God we knew!
How apt from thee to ftray !

4 Around our path what dangers rofe!
What fnares o'erspread our road!

No

power could guard us from our foes, But our preferver, God.

5 When life hung trembling on a breath, 'Twas thy unceafing love

That fav'd us from impending death,
And bade our fears remove.

6 Lord, when this mortal frame decays,
And every weakness dies,

Complete the wonders of thy grace,
And raise us to the skies.

7 Then fhall our joyful powers unite
In more exalted lays ;
And join the happy fons of light
In everlafting praife..

HYMN 57. C. M.

Eternity of God.

1 O THOU the firft, the greatest friend Of all the human race!

Whofe ftrong right hand has ever been
Their ftay and dwelling place!

2 Before the mountains heav'd their heads Beneath thy forming hand;

Before this pond'rous globe itself
Arofe at thy command;

3 That pow'r which rais'd, and still upholds This univerfal frame,

From countless, unbeginning time,

Was ever ftill the fame.

4 Thofe mighty periods of years, Which feem to us fo vaft,

Appear no more before thy fight,
Than yesterday that's paft.

HYMN 58. C. M.

The creation of the world.

1 LET heav'n arife, let earth appear!
Said the Almighty Lord :

The heav'ns arose, the earth appear'd
At his creating word.

2 Thick darkness brooded o'er the deep
God faid, Let there be light!

The light fhone forth with fmiling ray,
And fcatter'd ancient night.

3 He bade the clouds afcend on high;
The clouds afcend, and bear
A wat'ry treasure to the sky,
And float upon the air.

4 The liquid element below

Was gather'd by his hand,
The rolling feas together flow,
And leave the folid land.

5 With herbs, and plants, and fruitful trees
The new-form'd globe he crown'd,
Ere there was rain to bless the foil,
Or fun to warm the ground.

6 Then high in heav'n's refplendent arch
He plac'd thofe orbs of light;
He caus'd the fun to rule the day,
The moon to rule the night.

7 Next, from the deep, th' almighty king, Did vital beings frame;