cannot fill; nor any thing below his own Immensity.

Come let us Adore our God that made us.

For himself he made us, and for his glorious Kingdom,that we might dwell with him in perfect Blifs, and fing his Praises for ever.. Come let us Adore our God that made us. Glory be to the Father, &c.

As it was in the Beginning, &c.
Come let's Adore, &c.

Come let's Adore, &c.

WA

HYMN V.

Ake now, my Soul, and humbly hear What thy mild Lord commands Each Word of his will charm thine Ear, Each Word will guide thy Hands.

Hark! how his fweet and tender Care
Complies with our weak Minds;
Whate're our State and Tempers are,
Still fome fit Work he finds.

They that are merry, let them fing,}
And let the fad Hearts pray;
Let thofe ftill ply their chearful Wing,
And these their fober Day.

So mounts the early chirping Lark
Still upwards to the Skies;
So lits the Turtle in the Dark,
Among her Groans, and Cries.

And

And yet the Lark, and yet the Dove,
Both fing, tho' feveral Parts;
And fo fhou'd we, howe're we move,
With light or heavy Hearts.

Or rather both fhou'd both aflay,
And their crofs Notes unite,
Both Grief and Joy fhou'd fing and
Since both fuch Hopes invite.

pray,

Hopes that all prefent Sorrow heal,
All present Joy tranfcend;
Hopes to poffefs, and taste, and feel
Delights that never end.

All Glory to the Sacred Three,

All Honour, Power and Praise;

As at the first, may ever be,

Beyond the End of Days. Amen.

Antiphon.

All Things lie open to the Eyes of God. All Things are naked to him with whom we speak.

H

PSALM XV.

Appy are they, O glorious Lord! who every where adore thy Prefence. Happy, who live on Earth, as in the Sight of the King of Heaven; and every Moment fay in their Heart, Our God is here.

Here

Here is the Center of our Souls, to witnefs all our Thoughts, and judge exactly our most secret Intents.

Tho' the Throne of State is establish'd above; and the Splendors of his Glory shine only on the Blessed:

Yet his unlimited Eye looks down to this lower World, and beholds all the Ways of the Children of Adam.

If we go out, he marks our Steps; and when we retire, our Closet excludes not Him.

While we are alone, he minds our Contrivings; and the Ends we aim at in all our Studies.

When we converfe with others, he obferves our Deportment, and the Good or Ill we do them, or our felves.

In our Devotions he notes our Carriage; and regards with what Attention we recite our Prayers.

All the Day long he confiders how we fpend our Time; and our darkest Night conceals not our Works from Him.

If we deceive our Neighbour, he fpies the Fraud; and hears the leaft Whisper of a flandering Tongue:

If we in fecret opprefs the Poor; or by private Alms relieve their Wants:

If inour Hearts we murmur at the Rich; or live contented with our little Portion. Whate're we do, he perfectly fees us; where-e're we are, he is fure to be with us.

Why

Why, O thou Sovereign Lord of Hea yen! why dost thou stoop thus low thy glo rious Eye?

What canft thou find that here deferves thy Sight, among the Trifles of our empty World?

What canft thou find, alas! that fhou'd not fear thy Sight, among the Follies of our vicious Lives?

'Tis not thy felf, O Lord, thou feekest to fatisfie; but all thy Design is for our Advantage.

Thou graciously standeft by to fee us work; that thine awful Eye may quicken our Diligence.

Thou art ftill at hand to relieve our Wants; that fo friendly a Nearness may encrease our Confidence.

Thou appearest still ready to punish our Sins; that the Shake of thy Rod may prevent our Miferies.

Sure, O my God, thy Favours must needs be fweet; fince even thy Threatnings have fo much Mercy.

Sure we must needs be worfe than blind; if to the Face of Heaven we dare be wicked.

Henceforth, O gracious Lord! as Children freely play in the indulgent Prefence of their tender Father;

So make us ftill, with humble Boldness, rejoyce before thee our merciful Creator.

And

And as new-pardon'd Subjects juftly fear the angry Brow of their offended Prince; So let our oft-forgiven Souls continually tremble to provoke the Wrath of thy dread Majefty.

O temper thus our Love with Reverence; and thus allay our Fear with Hope. Glory be to the Father, &c.

As it was in the Beginning, &c.

Antiphon.

All Things lie open to the Eyes of our God; all Things are naked to him with whom we speak.

Ant. Happy we, who have our God fo near us; happy, if our pious Lives keep us near Him.

MY

PSALM XVI.

'Y God! fince thou art never abfent from us; let us be always prefent with thee.

Let us go up to thy Throne above; and, there contemplate, and admire thy Glory. Let us attend on thy holy Altars; and there adore, and praise thy Mercy.

Every where let us feek to meet thee; every where let us delight to find thee. All our Wants let's spread before thee; all our Petitions let's offer to thee.

Thou willingly inclineft thy gracious Ear to the Prayers that come from a fervent Heart.

Thou