QLEST is the man who shuns the place B Where sinners love to meet; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 2 But in the statutes of the Lord 3 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, 4 Not so the impious and unjust; 5 Sinners, in judgment, shall not stand When Christ, the Judge,at His right hand 6 His eye beholds the path they tread, 3 1 If once His wrath arise, Ye perish on the place: Then blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to His grace. LORD, WATTS. how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tired with the burdens of the day, To Thee I raised mine evening cry: Thou heardst when I began to pray, And Thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by Thy heavenly aid, I laid me down, and slept secure: Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong: 4 1 He raised my head to see the light; LORD, Thou wilt hear m ORD, Thou wilt hear me when I pray, I fear before Thee all the day, 2 And while I rest my weary head, 3 I pay this evening sacrifice; Great God, my faith, my hope relies 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to I give mine eyes to sleep; 5 Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. [peace, WATTS. 1LORD, in the morning Thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To Thee will I direct my prayer, 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 6 1 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight 4 But to Thy house will I resort, 50 may Thy Spirit guide my feet (PSALM 6.) Divine Help in Afliction. Let not Thy righteous wrath be hot; 2 My heart is vexed with sore distress; 3 Death utters forth no note of praise, 4 Long weary nights of pain and grief 5 My prayer is heard-the Lord is nigh; He bids my foes depart; 7 1 While shame o'erwhelms them suddenly, His mercy cheers my heart. Christ's Condescension and Glory. 2 When I behold Thy works on high 3 Lord, what is man or all his race, [great 8 1 (PSALM 8.) MONTGOMERY. C.M. LORD, our King, how excellent 2 Yet are the humble dear to Thee; 3 When I behold the heavens on high, 4 Lord, what is man, that Thou shouldst 5 O Lord, how excellent Thy name! 9 1 WITH my whole heart 1'11 raise my 2 I'll sing Thy majesty and grace; 8 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove To save the people of His love, 4 The men that know Thy name will trust In Thine abundant grace; For Thou dost ne'er forsake the just, 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who executes His threatening word, That Thou shouldst visit him with grace, 10 Safety and Glory of the Righteous. M What foe can injure me? Y trust is in the Lord; Why bid me like a bird The Lord is on His heavenly throne, 2 The wicked may assail, 1 WHO shall ascend Thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before Thy The man that minds religion now, [face? And humbly walks with God below; 2 Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean; [mean; Whose lips still speak the thing they No slanders dwell upon his tongue; He hates to do his neighbour wrong; 3 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them; 4 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone :This is the man Thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with Thee. 12 1 W 3 O glorious hour! O blest abode 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground 1 14 JU UST are Thy ways, and true Thy word, Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God? 2 'Tis He that girds me with His might, I will exalt my Father's name, 5 To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend ; Thy love to saints in Christ, their Head, Knows not a limit, or an end. 15 WATTS. 1 JHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong; Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, 3 My flesh shall Thy first call obey, 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow; 2 WE HOM should we love like Thee, Our God, our Guide, our King, The tower to which we flee, The rock to which we cling? O for a thousand tongues to show The storm upon us fell, To God we cried in strong despair, And God was nigh to help our prayer. He came, the King of kings, 3 He bowed the sable sky; 4 art And on the tempest's wings Rode glorious from on high. The earth before her Maker shook, The mountains quaked at His rebuke. Above the storm He stood, And awed it to repose; He drew us from the flood, He sets us in a spacious place, And there upholds us by His grace. Whom should we love like Thee, O for a thousand tongues to show 1 16 (PSALM 18.) C.M. STERNHOLD. Jehovah our Help in Distress. 10 of force I must love Thee; GOD, my strength and fortitude, Thou art my castle and defence, 2 The Lord Jehovah is my God, My rock, my strength, my wealth; My strong Deliverer, and my trust, My spirit's only health. 3 In my distress I sought my God, I sought Jehovah's face; My cry before Him came; He heard 4 The Lord descended from above, 5 On cherub and on cherubim And on the wings of mighty winds 6 The voice of God did thunder high, 7 And so delivered He my soul: He liveth-Blessed be my Rock! 17 (PSALM 19.) L.M. The Two Revelations. WATTS. Tin every star Thy wisdom shines; 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey Thy praise 18 (PSALM 19.) 1 BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way: WATTS. His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 8 4 5 6 But where the Gospel comes It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. How perfect is Thy word! And all Thy judgments just: My gracious God, how plain I hear Thy word with love, Send Thy good Spirit from above, While with my heart and tongue 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 1 THE heavens declare His glory, Their Maker's skill the skies: Each day repeats the story, Their silent proclamation The page of nature's word. 2 There, from his bright pavilion, 5 But past transgressions pain me; 2 The name of Jacob's God defends Better than shields or brazen walls; He from His sanctuary sends Succour and strength when Zion calls. 3 Well He remembers all our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. 4 In His salvation is our hope, And, in the name of Israel's God, Our troops shall lift their banners up, Our navies spread their flags abroad. 5 Some trust in horses trained for war, And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are From Thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 6 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Now let our hopes be firm and strong, Till Thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. 23 1 (PSALM 22.) L.M. WATTS. Christ's Sufferings and Glory. Now let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When He complained in tears and blood, As one forsaken of His God. 2 The Jews behold Him thus forlorn, 3 They wound His head, His hands, His feet, 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, 5 The sure provisions of my God 13 |