4 The roaring winds stand ready there,
Thy orders to obey :

With spreading wings, they sweep the air,
To make thy chariot way.

5 The rolling mountains of the deep
Observe thy strong command;
Thy breath can raise the billows steep,
Or sink them to the sand.

6 Thy glories blaze all nature round,
And strike our feeble sight,
Through skies and seas and solid ground,
With terror and delight.

7 Infinite strength and equal skill
Shine through the worlds abroad;
Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder, God.

WATTS.

Christ exalted a Prince and a Saviour.

1 EXALTED Prince of life, we own
The royal honours of thy throne ;
'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand,
And seraphs bow at thy command.
2 Exalted Saviour, we confess

The sovereign triumphs of thy grace;
Where beams of gentle radiance shine,
And temper majesty divine.

3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway,
Till all thy enemies obey;

Wide may thy cross its virtue prove,
And conquer millions by thy love.
4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive!
Thine Israel shall repent and live;

And loud proclaim thy healing breath,
Which gives them life who wrought thy death.
DODDRIDGE.

HYMN LXIII. Common Metre. # or b

Walking by Faith.

1 FAITH is the brightest evidence
Of things beyond our sight;
It pierces through the veil of sense,
And dwells in heavenly light.
2 It sets time past in present view,
Brings distant prospects home;
Of things a thousand years ago,
Or thousand years to come.

3 By faith we know the world was made
By God's almighty word;

We know the heavens and earth shall fade,
And be again restor❜d.

4 Abrah❜m obey'd the Lord's command,
From his own country driven;
By faith he sought a promis'd land,
But found his rest in heaven.

5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, The promise in our eye;

By faith we walk the narrow way,
That leads to joy on high.

Altered from WATTS.

or b

HYMN LXIV. Long Metre.

Preparation for religious Worship.

1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone,

Let my religious hours alone;

From flesh and sense I would be free,

And hold communion, Lord, with thee.

2 My heart grows warm with holy fire,
And kindles with a pure desire,

To see thy grace, to taste thy love,
And feel thine influence from above.
3 When I can say that God is mine,
When I can see thy glories shine;
I tread the world beneath my feet,
And all that men call rich and great.
4 Send comfort down from thy right hand,
To cheer me in this barren land;

And in thy temple let me know

The joys that from thy presence flow.

HYMN LXV.

Altered from WATTS.

Common Metre.

The Success of the Gospel.

1 FATHER, is not thy promise sure
To thy exalted Son?

That through the nations of the earth
Thy word of life shall run!

2 "Ask and receive the heathen lands,
For thine inheritance,

And to the world's remotest ends
Thy empire shall advance."

3 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews
Shall their Redeemer own?

Whilst Gentiles to his standard crowd,
And bow before his throne ?

4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes and tongues,
Beneath the arch of heaven,

To the dominion of thy Son,

Without exception, given?

5 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd,

Let earth with all its millions shout

Hosanna to the Lord.

RIPPON'S Collection.

HYMN LXVI.

Common Metre.

# or b

The Lord's Prayer.

1 FATHER of all! Eternal Mind!

Thou great and good alone!

Thy children, form'd and bless'd by thee, Approach thy sacred throne.

2 Thy name ia hallow'd strains be sung! We join the solemn praise,

To thy great name with heart and tongue, Our cheerful homage raise.

3 Thy righteous, mild, and equal reign,
Let every being own ;

And in our minds, thy work divine,
Erect thy gracious throne.
4 As angels round thy seat above,
Thy blest commands fulfil;
So may thy creatures here below,
Perform thy heavenly will.

5 On thee we day by day depend,
Our daily wants supply ;

And feed with truth and virtue pure,
Our souls which never die.

• Extend thy grace to every fault,
And let thy love forgive;
Teach us divine forgiveness too,
Nor let resentment live.

7 Where tempting snares beset the way,
Permit us not to tread ;

Avert the threat'ning evil near,
From our unguarded head.

8 Thy sacred name we thus adore,
And bow before thy throne ;
For kingdom, power and glory, Lord,
Belong to thee alone.

HYMN LXVII.

Liverpool Collection.

Common Metre.

The Universal Prayer.

1 FATHER of all! whose cares extend
To earth's remotest shore ;
Through every age let praise ascend,
And every clime adore.

2 Yet not to earth's contracted span,
Thy goodness let me bound;
Or think thee Lord alone of man,
When thousand worlds are round.
3 To thee, whose presence fills all space,
The earth, the air, the skies;
One chorus let all beings raise,
All nature's incense rise!

4 Father of all! whose tender care
Does every want supply;
To thee I pour the fervent prayer,
And raise the filial eye.

5 What blessings thy free bounty gives
Let me not cast away;
Who gratefully enjoys and lives,
Does the best homage pay.

6 Save me alike from foolish pride,
Or impious discontent,

At aught thy wisdom has denied,
Or aught thy goodness lent.

7 Teach me to feel another's wo,
To hide the faults I see;

That mercy I to others show,
That mercy show to me.