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The ftroke was turned, diforder fled, And health defcended on my head: Eternal gratitude be mine,

The life which thou haft faved, be thine.

Thy mercies, in life's darkest frown,
By bleft experience have I known:
O turn thee to thy reft my foul,
And fixed in God thy fears controul.

How kind, how good art thou, O Lord,
Thy breaft with tendereft pity ftored,
And prompt thine arm, when ills invade,
To interpofe its gracious aid.

How often, often has been shed
Thy richest bounty on my head;
Oh may thy mercies touch my heart,
And all their virtuous grace impart.

CLXXXV. PSALM CXVI. L. M. DODDRIDGE.
Pious Supplication accompanied with Gratitude.

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ETURN, my foul, and seek thy rest

In God, and footh thy troubled breast; Receive me, Lord, to that repose, Which he who loves thee only knows. 2 Bleft with thy love, I fear no more, Though tempefts howl, and billows roar; The ftorm muft fhake th' Almighty's feat, Which violates the faint's retreat.

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Thy bounties, Lord, to me furmount The power of language to recount; From morning dawn, the fetting fun Sees but my work of praise begun.

4.The mercies all my moments bring Afk an eternity to fing;

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What thanks those mercies can fuffice,
Which through eternity fhall rife?

Rich in ten thousand gifts poffeffed,
In future hopes more richly bleffed,
Time nor eternity can raise

To thee, my God, an equal praise.

CLXXXVI. PSALM CXVI. L. M DODDRIDge.

Deliverance from Death, with other Mercies celebrated.

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I REAT fource of life, our fouls confefs
The various riches of thy grace;
Crowned with thy mercy, we rejoice,
And in thy praise exalt our voice.

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By thee heaven's fhining arch was spread; By thee were earth's foundations laid; All the delights of men's abode

Proclaim a wife and bounteous God.

Thy tender hand reftores our breath,
When trembling on the verge of death;
Gently it wipes away our tears,
And lengthens life to future years.

Thefe lives are facred to the Lord
Kindled by him, by him reftored;
And while our hours renew their race,
May fin these hours no more difgrace.
5 And when, approaching to the dead,
Through life's laft trial we are led,
With hope triumphant may we move
To scenes of nobler life above.

CLXXXVII. PSALM CXVII. M. M. MERRICK.

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Univerfal Praife.

ET thy various realms, O earth,
Praises yield to heaven's high Lord;

Praife him all of human birth,

And his wondrous acts record.

Truth and mercy o'er our land Spread their ever-healing wing; Every heart with love expand, Praise, O praise th' eternal King.

CLXXXVIII. PSALM CXVII. L. M. WATTS.

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Praise for Redemption.

ROM all that dwell below the skies
Let the Creator's praise arife;
Let the Redeemer's name be fung
Thro' every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word;

Thy praise fhall found from fhore to shore, "Till funs fhall rife and fet no more.

CLXXXIX. PSALM CXVII. S. M. WATTS.

The fame.

HY name, Almighty Lord,

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Shall found thro' diftant lands; Great is thy grace, and fure thy word, Thy truth for ever stands.

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Far be thine honours spread,

And long thy praise endure,

'Till morning light and evening fhade Shall be exchanged no more.

cxc. PSALM CXIX. Long Met. MERRICK. Defire of heavenly Instruction.

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Each me, O teach me, Lord, thy way,
That to my life's remotest day

By thy unerring precepts led,

My feet thy better paths may tread.

Informed by thee, with facred awe
My heart fhall meditate thy law,
And with celeftial wisdom filled
To thee a pure obedience yield.

Give me to know thy will aright,
Thy will, my glory and delight;
That raised above the world, my mind
In thee its better good may find.

May love of thee my heart enflame,
May fear of thee preferve from shame,
May hope of thee my foul infpire
To tread upon each low defire.

CXCI. PSALM CXIX. Long Met. MERRICK.

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AIL bleft Inftructor! taught by thee, Evil and good I clearly fee; And bleft they are, who thee obey, Who tread unmoved thy perfect way.

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How bleft! whofe hearts with will entire Thy favour feek, Almighty Sire,

Whose steps thy guidance own, whofe mind
Has each forbidden act declined.

Absent from thee, as from my home,
Bewildered thro' life's maze I roam;
Leave me not helpless and forlorn
The absence of thy grace to mourn.

Thy mercy let thy fervant fee;
Grant me to live conformed to thee;
May my enlightened foul fee through
Life's errors, and the good pursue.

Thy precepts are my trueft joy;
My fobereft thoughts they ftill employ ;
These my best wealth, my facred store,
Than wealth of worlds I value more.

CXCII. PSALM CXIX. Com. Met. WATTS.

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Bleffed are the pure in Heart.

LEST are the undefiled in heart,

BWhole ways are right and clean;

Who never from thy law depart,

Who fly from every fin.

2 Bleft are the men who keep thy word, And practise thy commands;

With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And ferve thee with their hands.

3 Great is their peace who love thy law;
How firm their fouls abide!

Nor can a bold temptation draw
Their fteady feet afide.