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2. Praise for Morning Mercies. (Psalm iii.) L. M. 1 O GOD! how constant is thy love!

Thy gifts are every evening new,
And morning mercies from above

Gently distil like early dew.
2 Thou spread’st the curtain of the night,

Great Guardian of our sleeping hours !
Thy sovereign word restores The light,

And strengthens nature's wearied powers. 3 Thine arm sustain'd us while we slept,

Else had our eyelids clos’d in death :
Our life in safety still is kept,

And still we breathe our wonted breath. 4 That life we yield to Thy command;

To Thee we consecrate our days :
Perpetual blessings from Thy hand

Demand perpetual songs of praise. 3.

Morning Praise. (Psalm v. 148.) C. M.

1 LORD ! in the morning Thou shalt hear

My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my prayer,
To Thee lift


2 Oft to Thy house will I resort,

To taste Thy mercies there;
I will frequent Thy holy court,

And worship in Thy fear.
3 O may Thy Spirit guide my feet


of truth and grace;
Make every path of duty straight,
And plain before my

4 All they, who love and fear Thy name,

Shali their hopes fulfill'd;
The mighty God shall compass them

With favour as a shield.



Sabbath. (Gen. ii. 2, 3.) 5th P.M.

1 AGAIN returns the day of holy rest,

Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest;
When, like his own, he bade our labours cease,

And all be piety, and all be peace. 2 Let us devote this consecrated day,

To learn his will, and all we learn obey;
In pure religion's hallow'd duties share,

And bend in penitence, and join in prayer. 3 So shall the God of mercy pleas'd receive

The noblest tribute man has power to give :
So shall be hear, while fervently we raise

Our choral harmony in hymns of praise. 4 Father of heaven! in whom our hopes confide,

Whose powerdefends us, and whose precepts guide;
In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend,

Glory supreme be thine, till time shall end. 5.

Sabbath. (Gen. ii. 2, 3.) L. M.

1 AGAIN our weekly labours end,

And we the sabbath's call attend;
Improve we then the sacred rest,

And bless the day that God hath bless'd. 2 This day may our devotions rise

Through Christ a grateful sacrifice :
And may our God

that peace bestow, Which none, but they, who feel it, know. 3 That peace of God within the breast,

Is the rich foretaste of the rest
Which for the Church of Christ remains,

A rest from sin, and grief, and pains. 4 In holy duties let the day

Heaven's type and emblem, pass away;
And may we thus each sabbath spend,
In hope of that which ne'er shall end.


Sabbath. (Exodus xx. 8.) L. M. 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,

Another sabbath is begun:
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,

Improve the day thy God hath bless’d. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns

So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
Provides an antepast of heav'n,

And gives this day the food of sev’n.
3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may

rise As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from heav'n that sweet repose,

Which none, but he that feels it, knows ! 4 This holy calm within the breast

Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the Church of God remains,

The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 In holy duties let the day,

In holy pleasures, pass away:
How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend,

In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 7.

Sabbath. (Psalm lxxxiv. 10.) S. M. 1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,

That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast,

And these rejoicing eyes !
2 The King himself comes near,

And feasts his saints to-day :
Here we may meet and see him here,

And love, and praise, and pray.
3 One day within the place

Where thou, my God, hast been,
Is better than ten thousand days

Of pleasurable sin.
4 My willing soul would stay

In such a frame as this,
And gladly sing herself away

To everlasting bliss.


Sabbath. (Psalm xci. Luke xxiii. 54.) 9th P. M. 1 SAFELY through another week

God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,

On th' appointed sabbath day :
Day of all the week the best,

Emblem of eternal rest.
2 Mercies multiplied each hour,

Through the week our praise demand;
Guarded by Almighty pow'r,

Fed and guided by His hand :
Though ungrateful we have been,

Only made returns of sin.
3 While we pray for pard’ning grace,

Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show Thy reconciled face,

Take away our sin and shame :
From our worldly cares set free,

May we ever rest with thee.
4 May Thy Gospel's joyful sound

Conquer sinners, comfort saints,
Make the fruits of grace abound,

Bring relief for all complaints :
Thus may all our sabbaths prove,

Till we join the Church above! 9.

Sabbath. (Ephesians i. 19, 20. C.M. 1 THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise,

In concert with the blest,
Who joyful in harmonious lays,

Employ an endless rest.
2 On this glad day a brighter scene

Of glory was display'd,
By God th' eternal Word, than when

The universe was made.
3 He rises, who mankind hath bought,

With grief and pain extreme;
'Twas great to speak a world from nought,

'Twas greater to redeem !


For the Lord's Day. (Psalm xcii.) L. M. 1 SWEET is the work my God, my King,

To praise thy name, give thanks and sing ;
To shew thy love by morning light,

And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest;

No earthly cares shall vex my breast :
O may my heart in tune be found,

Like David's harp of solemn sound! 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord,

And bless His works, and bless His word,
His works of grace, how bright they shine !

How deep His counsels! how divine ! 4 And I shall share a glorious part, When

grace has purified my heart: My inward foes shall all be slain,

Nor Satan break my peace again.
5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know

All I desir’d, or wish'd, below;
And ev'ry power find sweet employ

In that eternal world of joy. 11. For the Lird's Day. (Psalm xliii, 3.) C. M. 1 FREQUENT the day of God returns,

To shed its quick’ning beams ;
And yet how slow devotion burns !

How languid are its flames !
2 Accept our faint attempts to love ;

Our frailties, Lord, forgive :
We would be like Thy saints above,

And praise Thee while we live.
3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope,

And fit us to ascend,
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,

Where sabbaths never end;
4 Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air,

With heav'nly lustre shine;
Before the throne of God appear,

And feast on love divine.

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