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He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work—the cause conceals ; But though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne.

and seas,

In heaven, and earth, and air,
He executes his firm decrees ;
And by his saints it stands confest,
That what he does is ever best.

Wait, then, my soul, submissive wait,
Prostrate, before his awful seat ;
And 'midst the terrors of his rod,
Trust in a wise and gracious God.


Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,

Pilgrim through this barren land, I am weak, but thou art mighty,

Hold me with thy powerful hand. Open, Lord, the sacred fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,

Lead me all my journey through. When I tread the verge of Jordan,

Bid my anxious fears subside; Death and Satan's mighty victor,

Land me safe on Canaan's side.


LIMORTAL King! through earth's wide frame,
llow great thy honor, praise, and name;
Whose reign o'er distant worlds extends,
Whose glory heaven's vast height transcends.

When wrapt in thought with wakeful eye,
We view the wonders of the sky,
Whose frame thy fingers, o'er our head,
In rich magnificence have spread.

The silent moon, with waxing horn,
Along th' ethereal region borne;
The stars with vivid lustre crown'd,
That nightly walk their destin'd round,

Lord, what is man, that in thy care,
His humble lot should find a share;
Or what the son of man, that thou,
Thus to his wants thy ear should'st bow ?

Subjected to his feet by thee,
To him all nature bows the knee ;
The beasts in him their Lord behold,
The grazing herd, the bleating fold.

The fowls of various sing, that ily
O'er the past desert of the sky ;
And all the watery tribes that glide,
Tbrough paths to human sight deny'd,

Imninortal King through earth's wide frame How great thy honor, praise, and namus, Whose reign o'er distant worlds extends, Whose glory heav'ns vast height transcends,


llow are thy servant blest, O Lord!

How sure is their defence! Eternal wisdom is their guide,

'I'heir help Omnipotence.
In foreign realmıs, and lands remote,

Supported by thy care,
Through burning clines I pass'd unburt,

And breath'd in frunted air.

Thy mercy sweeten'd erery toil,

Made every region please;
The hoary Alpine hills it warni d,

And smoothed the Tyrrhene seas.
Think, U my scul, devoutly think,

How with allrighteri eyes,
Thou saw'st the wide extended (leep,

in all its horrors rise. Confusion dwelt in every face,

And fear in every heart When waves on waves, and guiphs on sylphe,

D'ercame the pilot's art.

Yet, then, from all my griefs, O Lord,

Thy mercy set me free;
Whilst, in the confidence of prayer,

My soul took hold on thee.

For though in dreadful whirls we hung,

High on the broken wave,
I knew thou wert not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.
The storm was laid, the winds retir'd,

Obedient to thy will;
The sea that roar'd at thy command,

At thy command was still.
In midst of dangers, fears, and death,

Thy goodness I'll adore;
And praise thee for thy mercies past,

And humbly hope for more.
My life if thou preserv'st my life,

Thy sacrifice shall be;
And death, if death must be my doom,

Shall join my soul to thee.


Oh God our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,

And our eternal home;

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Under the shadow of thy throne,

Thy saints lave dweli secure ;
Sufficient is thy arın alone,

And our defence is sure.

Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth receiv'd her frame;
From everlasting thou art God,

To endless years the same.

A thousand ages in thy sight,

Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,

Before the rising sun.

The busy tribes of fiesh and blood,

With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the food,

And lost in following years.

Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away ;
They fly, forgotten, as a dream

Dies at the op'ning day.

O God, our belp in ages past,

Our hope for years to conie ;
Be thou our guard while troubles last,

And our eternal liome.

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