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3 Thy love his life shall guard; thy hand Give to his lot the chosen land,

Nor leave him in the dreadful day,
To everlasting foes a prey.

4 When languid with disease and pain,
Thou, Lord, his Spirit wilt sustain ;
Raise with thine arm his sinking head,
And watch with tend'rest care his bed.

MISSIONARY HYMN.

1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,—
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of light deny ?
Salvation! O salvation!

The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation

Has learn'd Messiah's name.

3 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransom'd nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.

HYMN XXXVIII.-WATTS.

1 FROM all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung
Through every land, by every tongue.

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;
Eternal truth attends thy word;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.

HYMN XXXIX.-Cowper.

I GOD of my life, to Thee I call,
Afflicted at thy feet I fall;

When the great water-floods prevail,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail.

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2 Friend of the friendless and the faint! Where shall I lodge my deep complaint? Where but with Thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor?

3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee,
And Thou refuse that mourner's plea ?
Does not the word still fix'd remain,
That none shall seek thy face in vain ?

4 Fair is the lot that's cast for me;
I have an Advocate with Thee;
They, whom the world caresses most,
Have no such privilege to boast.

5 Poor though I am, despis'd, forgot,
Yet God, my God, forgets me not;
And he is safe, and must succeed,
For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead.

END OF THE HYMNS.

PSALMS

From the Versions of Addison, Merrick, and

Watts.

PSALM XIX.-ADDISON.

1 THE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
The spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim :
Th' unwearied sun from day to day
Does his Creator's pow'r display,
And publishes to every land
The work of an Almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,
The moon takes up her wondrous tale,
And nightly to the list'ning earth
Proclaims the story of her birth :
While all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole,

3 What tho' in secret silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball!
What tho' no real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found!
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice,
For ever singing, as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.

HYMN XXIII.-ADDISON.

1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care,
His
presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye.

2 When in the sultry plain I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads,
My weary, wandering steps he leads.

3 Tho' in a bare and rugged way,
Thro' devious, lonely hills I stray,
His bounty shall my pains beguile,
The barren wilderness shall smile.

4 Tho' in the vale of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord, art with me still.

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