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Oh lend thine ear, and lift our voice to thee! Where'er we dwell, still let thy mercy be From year to year, still nearer to thy shrine Draw our frail hearts, and make them wholly thine;

Thee first, thee last,' the source and spring of blessing,

From youth to age, in life, in death confessing.

The Christian's Hope, resting on the Resurrection of Jesus Christ, "who hath abolished Death, and brought Life and Immortality to Light through the Gospel."-2 Tim. i. 10.

(Hymn for Easter.)

1

LIFT your glad voices in triumph on high, For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. Vain were the terrors that gather'd around him, And short the dominion of death and the grave; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him, Resplendent in glory, to live and to save. Loud was the chorus of angels on high, 'The Saviour hath risen, and man shall not die.'

2

Glory to God in full anthems of joy;

The being he gave us, death cannot destroy. Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, If tears were our birth-right, and death were our

end;

But Jesus hath cheer'd the dark valley of sorrow,
And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend.

Lift then your voices in triumph on high,
For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die.

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CHILDREN.

ALMIGHTY God! though round thy throne
Adoring seraphs bend the knee,

Our humble wants to thee are known,
Our infant songs may rise to thee.

CONGREGATION.

Great Father of the human race,
Thy hand to each assigns his lot;
The good alike partake thy grace,
Or in the palace or the cot.

CHILDREN.

On those, oh let thy blessings fall,
Who us with eyes of pity view'd!
Who, like the bounteous Lord of all,
Delight to do his creatures good.

CONGREGATION.

Grant, that instruction may secure
Each youthful breast from sin and woe;
Oh let them feel what pleasures pure
From virtue and religion flow.

CHILDREN.

And grant that those, whose fostering aid
With knowledge cheers the poor distrest,
May find each generous care repaid,
And be in their own children blest.

CHORUS.

And oh may those whose hands have given,
And those who on their help depend,
Unite around thy throne in heaven,
In hymns of praise that never end.

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GLORY to our heavenly King!
Bounteous Parent, thee we sing!
Gratitude the strain inspires,
Humble hopes, sincere desires.

CHORUS AFTER EACH VERSE.

Thee we sing with loud acclaim,
Praising thine all-glorious name!

2

God of glory, God of love!
Lord of all the worlds above!
Thee we bless for daily food,
Thee we bless for every good.

3

More than all we praise thee, Lord,
For the blessings of thy word;
For the tidings Jesus brought,
For the precepts Jesus taught,

4

Gracious Father! heavenly King!
Feeble lips presume to sing;
Infant voices humbly raise

Grateful, fervent songs of praise.

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Public Humiliation.

1

GREAT Former of unnumber'd worlds, And whom unnumber'd worlds adore! Whose goodness all thy creatures share, While nature trembles at thy power!

2

Thine is the hand that moves the spheres, That wakes the winds, and lifts the sea; And man, who moves the lord of earth, Acts but the part assign'd by thee.

3

While suppliant crowds implore thine aid,
To thee we raise the humble cry;
Thine altar is the contrite heart,
Thine incense, a repentant sigh.

4

May Britain, in her sober hour,
Confess thy hand, and bless the rod;
By penitence make thee her Friend,
And find in thee a guardian God.

For the Ordination or the Settlement of a Minister.

1

FATHER of all! whose love hath given
The human friend, to guide to heaven!
Aid us to feel religion's power,
And grant thy blessing on this hour.

2

Pastor and flock before thee stand;
Before thee form the christian band:
To ties so sacred, strength be given;
And be they ratified in heaven!

3

To light his mind, to warm his heart,
To form his life, thy grace impart!
To duty be his soul applied-
Jesus his pattern, God his guide!

4

Blest privilege, and honour high-
To point to thee the anxious eye;
Dispense the truth of heaven's bright page;
The troubles of the heart assuage;

5

Chase error's clouds; hush death's alarms; Recall the lost, to mercy's arms;

Pour hope's soft balm in sorrow's breast; The dying soothe with heaven's sweet rest. 6

Be this his honour and his care!
Accept our homage! hear our prayer!
The hand must wither: but the love-
Be that renew'd in heaven above.

THOUGH earthly shepherds dwell in dust,
The aged and the young;

The watchful eye in darkness clos'd,
And mute the instructive tongue :

2

The eternal Shepherd still survives,
New comfort to impart;

His eye still guides us, and his voice
Still animates our heart.

3

Lo, I am with you,' saith the Lord,

My church shall safe abide;

For I will ne'er forsake my own,
Whose souls in me confide.'

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