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4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God;
Shall spread thy praise abroad.
C. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 One prayer I have,- all prayers in one,-
When I am wholly thine ;
And let that will be mine,
In thee I firmly trust;
Are merciful and just.
Whate'er 1 have I owe;
May all thy bounties flow.
When used as talents lent;
When in thy service spent.
Shall I arraign thy will ?
“The Lord is gracious still."
And all thy judgments just !
And men securely trust.
2 My gracious God, how plain
Are thy directions given !
may I never read in vain,
But find the path to heaven. 3 I hear thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
To guide me, lest I stray.
I spread thy praise abroad,
My Savior and my God.
1 Songs of immortal praise belong
To my almighty God;
To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works his hand hath wrought!
How glorious in our sight!
His wonders with delight.
Thy heavenly skill proclaim;,
But learn to read thy name?
Is our divinest skill;
That best obeys thy will.
C. M. SPIRIT OF PSALMs. 1 O God, our strength, to thee the song
With grateful hearts we raise ;
All worship, love, and praise.
Thine ear hath heard our prayer ;
Hath saved us from despair.
Wilt keep thy promise still,
We seek to do thy will.
Ne'er may we bow the knee
Set up instead of thee.
Thy faithful people bless;
And Heaven its happiness.
ANONYMOUS. 1 THROUGH all the various shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good,
The beautiful vicissitude.
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
3 All things on earth, and all in heaven,
On thine eternal will depend :
Would man pursue the appointed end. 4 Be this my care to all beside
Indifferent let my wishes be;
1 GREAT GOD! in vain man's narrow view
Attempts to look thy nature through;
Thy glories never can be known.
Who countless years his God has sought,
Or fully trace thy boundless mind.
Enough for mortal minds to know ;
4 0! may our souls with rapture trace
Thy works of nature and of grace ;
Ils. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know,
I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest ;
oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death tho'
Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; 'Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay, No harm can befall, with
Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread;
With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth
With perfume and oil thou anointest my head;
O what shall I ask of thy providence more? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,
Still follow my steps till I meet thee above;
MERRICK. 1 Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine !
Want shall never more be mine :
He shall feed his happy charge.
He shall lead my weary feet