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471. “ We will Remember the Name of the Lord our

God.(Psalm xx. 7.) L.M.
1 LORD, while Thy judgment smites the land,

Our eyes are towards Thy gracious hand;
We own Thee just ; we meekly pray;

O spare—and turn Thy wrath away.
2 No arm of flesh can shield our coast;

Nor sword, nor horse, nor ships, we boast;
Thine is the land, and Thine the main;

Mere human force and skill are vain.
3 Our guilt might draw Thy vengeance down,

On every shore, on every town;
But view us, Lord, with pitying eye,

And lay Thy righteous thunders by.
4 Forgive the follies of our times,

And cleanse our land from all its crimes :
Renew'd and bless'd with grace divine,

Let princes, priests, and people shine. 472. Thanksgiving. (1 Tim. ii. 1, 2.) 8th P. M.

1 LORD of heav'n, and earth, and ocean,

Hear us from Thy bright abode,
While our hearts with deep devotion,

Own their great and gracious God :
Now we humbly come before Thee,

Let Thy boundless grace be seen :
Lord of life, and light, and glory !

Guard Thy Church, and save our Queen. 2 Thee with humble adoration,

Lord, we praise for mercies past;
Still to this most favor'd nation

May those bounteous mercies last :
Britons, then, shall still adore Thee,

Happy on Thy grace to lean :
Lord of life, and light, and glory,
Bless Thy people,-save our Queen.


National Fast Day. L. M.

(Dan. ix. 9, 10.)
1 O MAY the pow'r which melts the rock

Be felt by all assembled here !
Or else our service will but mock

The God whom we profess to fear.
2 Lord, while Thy judgments shake the land,

Thy people's eyes are tix'd on Thee !
We own Thy just uplifted hand,

Which thousands cannot, will not see.
3 How long hast Thou bestow'd Thy care

On this indulg'd, ungrateful spot;
While other nations,

far, and near,
Have envy'd and admir'd our lot.
4 Here peace and liberty have dwelt,

The glorious gospel brightly shone ;
And oft our enemies have felt
That God has made our cause His own.

5 But ah! both heav'n and earth have heard

Our vile requital of His love!
We, whom like children He has rear'd,

Rebels against His goodness prove.
6 His grace despis’d, His pow'r defy'd,

And legions of the blackest crimes—
Profaneness, riot, lust, and pride,

Are signs that mark the present times.
3 The Lord, displeas’d, has rais'd His rod;

Ah! where are now the faithful few
Who tremble for the ark of God,

And know what Israel ought to do?
8 Lord, hear Thy people, ev'ry where,

Who meet to mourn, confess, and pray;
The nation and Thy churches spare;
And let Thy wrath be turn’d away!



Blessed are the Merciful. L. M.

(Psalm xli.)
1 HOW blest is he whom holy love

Fills with compassion for the poor ;
Whose heart the tend'rest mercies move

To heal the sufferings they endure.
2 The Lord will save him in distress,

Preserve his life, and soothe his woes ;
With safety and with peace will bless,

And guard him from malicious foes.
3 In sickness, when his fainting heart

Can scarce its heavy load sustain,
His faithful God will strength impart,

And smooth his bed, and ease his pain.
4 Lord, when Thy boundless love we see,

Of its pure flame may we partake;
O teach us to be kind, like Thee,
And love our brethren for Thy sake.

Work while it is day. (John ix. 4.) L. M. 1 AWAKE, my zeal, awake, my love,

To serve my Saviour here below,
In works which perfect saints above

And holy angels cannot do.
2 Awake, my charity, to feed

The hungry soul, and clothe the poor :
In heav'n are found no sons of need;

There all these duties are no more.
3 Subdue thy passions, O my soul!

Maintain the fight, thy work pursue ;
Daily thy rising sins controul,

And be thy victries ever new.
4 The land of triumph lies on high;

There are no foes t encounter there :
Lord, I would conquer till I die,

And finish all the glorious war.
5 Let every flying hour confess,

I gain thy gospel fresh renown:
And when my life and labour cease,
May I possess the promis'd crown!


I will have Mercy.” (Matt. ix. 13.) L. M. 1 WHEN like a stranger in our sphere,

The lowly Jesus wander'd here,
Where'er He went affliction fled,

And sickness rear'd her fainting head.
2 The eye, that roll'd in irksome night,

Beheld His face,—for God is light;
The opening ear, the loosen'd tongue,

His precepts heard, His praises sung.
3 With bounding steps, the halt and lame,

To hail their great deliv'rer came:
O'er the cold grave he bow'd His head;

He spake the word, and rais'd the dead.
4 Through paths of loving-kindness led,

Where Jesus triumph'd we will tread;
To all, with willing hands, dispense
The gifts of true benevolence.

C.M. 477. AU Christians are Christ's brethren.

(Matt. xxv. 40.)
1 HIGH on a throne of radiant light

Dost Thou, Redeemer, shine;
What can our poverty bestow,

When all the worlds are Thine?
2 But Thou hast brethren here below,

Partakers of Thy grace ;,
And wilt confess their humble names

Before Thy Father's face.
3 In them Thou may'st be cloth'd and fed,

And visited, and cheerd:
And in their accents of distress

Thy succouring voice is heard.
4 Teach us in faith and fervent love,

Thee in Thy poor to see;
And by true charity to prove
That we are own'd of Thee.

478. “We orght also to love one another.” C. M.

(1 John iv. 10, 11.)
1 FATHER of mercies ! send Thy grace

All-powerful from above,
To form in our obedient souls

The image of Thy love.
2 O may our sympathising breast

That gen'rous pleasure know,
Freely to share in others' joy,

for others' woe.
3 Whene'er the helpless sons of grief

In low distress are laid,
Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,

And swift our hands to aid.
4 So Jesus look'd on dying, men,

Enthroned above the skies ;
And when He saw their lost estate,

Felt his compassion rise.
5 Since Christ, to save our guilty souls

On wings of mercy flew,
We, whom the Saviour thus hath loved,

Should love each other too. 479.

Naked shall I return." S, M.

(Job i. 21. Matt. vi. 21.)
1 REMEMBER, man, thy birth,

Set not on gold thy heart,
Naked thou cam’st upon the earth,

And naked must depart.
2 This world's vain wealth despise ;

True riches are not here:
Lift up to heav'n thy longing eyes,

And seek thy treasure there.

Be wise to run thy race,
And cast off ev'ry load;
Abound in ev'ry work of grace,

Be rich toward thy God.
4 Give gladly to the poor,

'Tis lending to the Lord,
In secret to increase thy store,
And gain a rich reward.

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