Crowned with thy mercy, we rejoice,
And in thy praise exalt our voice.

2 Before the arch of heaven was spread;
By thee were earth's foundations laid;
And all the scenes of man's abode
Proclaim a wise and gracious God.

3 Thy quick'ning hand restores our breath
When trembling on the verge of death;
Gently it wipes away our tears,
And lengthens life to future years.

4 Our lives are sacred to the Lord;
Kindled by him, by him restored;
And while our days renew their race,
May sin no more our lives disgrace.

5 So, when by him our souls are led
Through unknown regions of the dead,
With hope triumphant shall they move
To scenes of nobler life above.

PSALM CXIX. C. M.

Intercession for the thoughtless and inconsiderate. 1 Indulgent God! with pitying eye The sons of men survey;

Alas! how thoughtless mortals sport
In sin's destructive way!

2 Ten thousand dangers lurk around, To bear them to the tomb;

Each passing hour may place them

where

Repentance cannot come.

3 Reclaim, O Lord! their wandering minds,
Amused by airy dreams;
That heavenly wisdom may dispel
Their visionary schemes.

4 Guide and direct them by thy word,
Their dangerous state to see;
That they may seek and find the path
That leads to heaven and thee,

PSALM CXIX. Six Line L. M.

Instruction and delight from the scriptures.

1 How precious, Lord! thy holy word!
What light and joy its truths afford
To souls benighted and distresed!
Thy precepts guide our doubtful way ;
Thy fear forbids our steps to stray;
Thy promise leads the heart to rest.

2 Thy threatenings wake our slumbering eyes,

And warn us where our danger lies;

While gospel truth and grace divine
Inspire the heart with filial love,
Exalt and fix our hopes above,

And make the willing spirit thine. 3 From the discov'ries of thy law What perfect rules of life we draw! Be these our study and delight; May every deed, and word, and thought, To truth and duty's standard brought, Become well pleasing in thy sight. 4 O may thy word those faults reveal, Which blind self-love may yet conceal, And from presumptuous sins restrain ! Thus taught to use the book of grace, We'll raise a grateful song of praise That we possess it not in vain.

PSALM CXIX. L. M.

Benefit of Affliction.

1 Low at thy gracious feet I bend,
My God, my everlasting friend,
Permit the claim; O let thine ear
My humble suit indulgent hear!

2 Lord, thou hast bid me seek thy face,
And ask of thee thy promis'd grace;
O may thy favour, bliss divine!
With fuller, clearer radiance shine.

3 But, O my heart, reflect with shame ;
Can I prefer so bold a claim?
Conscious how often I have stray'd,
By empty vanities betray'd!

4 How oft, ungrateful to my God,
Have trifles call'd my thoughts abroad!
Till heavenly pity saw me roam,
And bade affliction bring me home.

5 And when the snares of earth were broke,
By kind affliction's needful stroke,
Have not I own'd, with humble praise,
That just and right are all his ways?

6 Yes, gracious God, before thy throne,
My vileness and thy love I own;
O let that love, with beams divine,
Forgiving, healing, round me shine.

7 Whene'er, ungrateful to my God,
This heedless heart requires the rod,
Thy arm supporting I implore;
The hand that chastens can restore.

8 O may the kind conviction prove
A fruit of thy paternal love;

Wean me from earth, from sin refine,
And make my heart entirely thine!

PSALM CXX. H. M.

God, our Preserver.

1 Upward we lift our eyes,
From God is all our aid:

The God who built the skies,
And earth and nature laid.

God is the tower

His grace is nigh

To which we fly;

In every hour.

2 Our feet shall never slide,

Nor fall in fatal snares;

Since God, our guard and guide,

Will dissipate our fears.

Those wakeful eyes That never sleep,

Thy servants keep,

When dangers rise.

3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of evening air,
Shall take our health away,
If God be with us there.

Thou art our sun

And thou our shade,

To guard our head, By night or noon.

4 Hast thou not giv'n thy word
To save our souls from death?
And we can trust the Lord,
To keep our mortal breath.

We'll go and come, Nor fear to die,

Till from on high

Thou call us home.