f 5 Depart, ye tempters, from my soul,
And all despairing thoughts depart;
My God, who hears my humble moan,
Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart.

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C. M.-Barby.

God's care of his people, and punishment of persecutors. aff 1 MY trust is in my heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God;

Rise, and my helpless life defend
From those that seek my blood

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Would now my body tear,
As hungry lions rend the prey
When no deliv'rer's near.

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3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust,
And wish and seek their wo;
Then let them tread my life to dust,
And lay mine honor low.

4 If there were malice hid in me-
I know thy piercing eyes—
I should not dare appeal to thee,
Nor ask my God to rise.

5 Arise, my God, lift up thine hand,
Their pride and power control;
Awake to judgment, and command
Deliv'rance to my soul.

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Must turn, or feel thy sword:
Awake, my soul, and praise the grace
And justice of the Lord.

FIRST PART. C. M.--Barby.

8. Christ's condescension and glorification. Or, God made man.

1 O LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name!

The glories of thy heavenly state

Let men and babes proclaim.

2 When I behold thy works on high,
The moon that rules the night,
And stars that well adorn the sky,
Those moving worlds of light;

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3 Lord, what is man or all his race,
Who dwells so far below,

That thou shouldst visit him with grace,
And love his nature so?

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To take a mortal form,

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Made lower than his angels are,

To save a dying worm?

5 Yet while he lived on earth unknown,
And men would not adore,

The waves and stormy winds did own
His Godhead and his power.

6 Let him be crown'd with majesty
Who bow'd his head in death;
And be his honors sounded high
By all things that have breath.

SECOND PART. C. M.-Arlington.
Same subject.

1 O LORD, my King, how excellent
Thy name on earth is known!
Thy glory in the firmament,
How wonderfully shown!

2 When I behold the heavens on high,
The work of thy right hand;

The moon and stars amid the sky,
Thy lights in every land:-

3 Lord, what is man, that thou shouldst deign
On him to set thy love?

Give him on earth awhile to reign,
Then fill a throne above?

f 4 O Lord, how excellent thy name!
How manifold thy ways!

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Let time thy saving truth proclaim,
Eternity thy praise.

THIRD PART. L. M.-Uxbridge.

Infant hosannas.

1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

Montgomery.

Through the wide earth thy name is spread; And thine eternal glories rise

O'er all the heavens thy hands have made.

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2 To thee the voices of the young
A monument of honor raise;
And infants, with their lisping tongue,
Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Thy power ordains their tender age
To bring proud rebels to the ground;
To still the bold blasphemer's rage,
And all their policies confound.
4 Children amid thy temple throng,

To see their great Redeemer's face:
The Son of David is their song:

And sweet hosannas fill the place.

FOURTH PART. L. M.-Quito.

Adam and Christ, lords of the old and new creation.
1 LORD, what was man, when made at first,
Adam the offspring of the dust,

That thou shouldst set him and his race
But just below an angel's place?

2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so,
And make him lord of all below-
Make every earthly thing submit,
And pay their homage at his feet?
f.ex 3 But oh what brighter glories wait
To crown the second Adam's state!
What honors shall thy Son obtain,
Who came to rescue sinful men!
4 See him below his angels made,
See him entomb'd among the dead,
To save a ruin'd world from sin!
But he shall reign with power divine.

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5 The world to come, redeem'd from all
The miseries that attend the fall,

New made and glorious, shall submit
At our exalted Saviour's feet.

FIFTH PART. L. M.-Rothwell.

Christ's condescension and glorification.

f 1 0 LORD, our Lord, in power divine How great is thy illustrious name! Through all the earth thy glories shine, Placed high above the heavenly frame.

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2 Down from his throne thy Son descends, A little time our form to wear; Beneath th' angelic hosts he bends, Our suff'rings and our sins to bear. f 3 But, lo! thy power exalts him high, In glorious dignity enthroned: He bears our nature to the sky: O'er all thy works the Ruler crown'd. f 4 Jesus, our Lord, in power divine,

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How great is thy illustrious name! Through all the earth thy glories shine; Let the whole earth resound thy fame. Pratt's Coll.

FIRST PART. C. M.-Barby. St. Ann's.

Judgment and mercy.

f 1 WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song, Thy wonders I'll proclaim:

Thou, Sovereign Judge of right and wrong,
Wilt put my foes to shame.

2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace;
My God prepares his throne

To judge the world in righteousness,
And make his justice known.

di 3 Yet shall the Lord a refuge prove
For all the poor oppress'd,

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To save the people of his love,
And give the weary rest.

4 The men who know thy name will trust
In thy abundant grace;

For thou didst ne'er forsake the just,
Who humbly sought thy face.

f 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord,
Who dwells on Zion's hill;

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Who executes his threat'ning word,
And doth his grace fulfil.

SECOND PART. C. M.-Barby.
Wisdom and equity of Providence.

f 1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood,

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The humble souls that mourn in dust
Shall find a faithful God.

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Make them confess that thou art God,
And they but sinful men.

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Are thy deep counsels known:

When men of mischief are destroy'd,
The snare must be their own.

4 Though saints to sore distress are brought,
And wait, and long complain,
Their cries shall never be forgot,
Nor shall their hopes be vain.

f 5 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat,
To judge and save the poor;
Let nations tremble at thy feet,
And man prevail no more.

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FIRST PART. C. M.-Windsor.

For a day of humiliation.

aff 1 WHY doth the Lord stand off so far,
And why conceal his face,
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress?

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2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power?

Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour?

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They boast, in their exalted height,
That they shall fall no more.

f 4 Arise, O God, lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry;

No enemy shall dare to stand
When God ascends on high.

PAUSE.

Oppression punished.

11 5 Why do the men of malice rage,
And say, with foolish pride,

"The God of heav'n will ne'er engage
To fight on Zion's side."