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2 Lord of ev'ry land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days;
Sounded through the wide creation
Be thy juft and lawful praise.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Glory, glory Lord be thine.

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For the grandeur of thy nature Grand beyond a feraph's thought, For created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine. 4 For thy providence that governs Thro' thine empire's wide domain Wings an angel, guides a fparrow, Bleffed be thy gentle reign. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine.

HYMN CCV. P. M. [ROBINSON.
Praife.

LORD how rich, is free redemption?
Dark thro' brightnefs all along;
Thought is poor, and poor expreffion,
Who dare fing that awful fong?
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Glory, glory, Lord be thine.

2 Brightness of the Father's glory,
Shall thy praife unutter'd lie?
Fly my tongue fuch guilty filence?
Sing the Lord who came to die.

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Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine. 3 Did archangels fing thy coming? Did the fhepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me ungrateful, Should my tongue refufe to praise, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine.

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From the highest throne in glory, To the crofs of deepest woe; All to ranfom guilty captives, Flow my praise for ever flow. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine. 5 Go, return immortal Saviour, Leave thy footstool, take thy throne, Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the kingdom all thine own. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Glory, glory, Lord be thine.

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OCCASIONAL HYMNS.

HYMN CCVI. P. M.

Prophecy the Teflimony of Jefus.
THE
"HE Bible is justly esteem'd
The glory fupreme of the land,
Which shows how a finner's redeem'd,
And brought to Jehovah's right hand.
With pleasure we freely confefs
The Bible all books does outshine,
But Jefus, his perfon and grace,
Affords it that luftre divine.

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2 In ev'ry prophetical book

Where God his decrees hath unfeal'd, With joy we behold as we look, The wonderful Saviour reveal'd : His glories project to the eye, And prove it was not his defign, Thofe glories concealed fhould lie, But there in full majefty fhine. 3 The firft gracious promife to man, A bleffed prediction appears, His work is the foul of the plan, And gives it the glory it wears. How cheering the truth muft have been, That Jefus, the promised feed, Should triumph o'er fatan and fin, And hell in captivity lead!

4 The Ancient Levitical Law Was prophecy after its kind,

In types there the faithful forefaw The Saviours that ranfom'd mankind. The altar, the lamb, and the priest, The blood, that was fprinkled of old, Had life when the people could taste, The bleffings thofe fhadows foretold. 5 Review each prophetical fong

Which fhine in prediction's rich train, The fweeteft to Jefus belong, And point out his fuff'rings and reign: Sure David his harp never ftrung, With more of true facred delight, Than when of the Saviour he fung, And he was reveal'd to his fight. 6 May Jefus more precious become; His word be a lamp to our feet, While we in this wilderness roam, 'Till brought in his prefence to meet : Then, then, will we gaze on thy face, Our Prophet, our Prieft and our King; Recount all thy wonders of Thy praifes eternally fing.

grace,

[BEDDOME.]

HYMN CCVII. C. M.

Ufefulness of the Scriptures. WHEN Ifrael thro' the defart pafs'd,

A fiery pillow went before; To guide them thro' the defart waste, And leffen the fatigues they bore.

2 Such is thy glorious word, O God, Tis for our light and guidance giv'n a

It fheds a luftre all abroad,

And points the path to blifs and heav'n

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It fills the foul with fweet delight;
And quickens its inactive pow'rs;
It fets our wandring footsteps right;
Difplays thy love, and kindles ours.
4 Its promifes rejoice our hearts;
Its doctrines are divinely true :
Knowledge and pleasure it imparts;
And comforts and inftructs us too.

HYMN CCVIII. C. M. [S. STENNET.]
The Riches of God's Word.

"HE counfels of redeeming grace,

I THE
Thefe facred leaves unfold:

And here the Saviour's lovely face,
Our raptur'd eyes behold.

2 Here light descending from above, Directs our doubtful feet:

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Here promifes of heav'nly love,
Our ardent wifhes meet.

3 Our numerous griefs are here redrest,
And all our wants fuppli'd;
Nought we can ask to make us bleft,
Is in this book deni'd.

HYMN CCIX. P. M. [7. STRATHAN.]
The Lord's Prayer paraphrased.

OUR Father, whofe eternal fway,
The bright angelic hofls obey,
O! lend a pitying ear:

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