With loud resounding peal and sweetest tone,

In blissful ecstasy :

A hundred thousand voices

Take up the wondrous song;
Eternity rejoices

God's praises to prolong.

MISCELLANEOUS.

XIII.

498

"Thy mercy, O Lord, reacheth unto the heavens, and
thy faithfulness unto the clouds."

L.M.

From the xxxvi. Psalm.

LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope,
The highest orb of heaven transcends ;
Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope
Beyond the spreading sky extends.

2 Thy justice like the hills remains,
Unfathom'd depths thy judgments are;
Thy providence the world sustains,
The whole creation is thy care.

3 Since of thy goodness all partake,

With what assurance should the just
Thy sheltering wings their refuge make,
And saints to thy protection trust!

4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led,
To banquet on thy love's repast;
And drink, as from a fountain's head,
Of joys that shall for ever last.

5 With thee the springs of life remain,
Thy presence is eternal day;

O let thy saints thy favour gain,

To upright hearts thy truth display.

499

"Praise the Lord, O my soul and all that is within
me, praise his holy name."

MY

From the ciii. Psalm.

Y soul, inspired with sacred love,
God's holy name for ever bless
Of all his favours mindful prove,
And still thy grateful thanks express.
2 'Tis he that all thy sins forgives,

And after sickness makes thee sound
From danger he thy life retrieves,

By him with grace and mercy crown'd.
3 The Lord abounds with tender love
And unexampled acts of grace;
His waken'd wrath doth slowly move,
His willing mercy flies apace.

4 God will not always harshly chide,
But with his anger quickly part;
And loves his punishment to guide
More by his love than our desert.
5 As far as 'tis from east to west,

So far has he our sins removed;
Who, with a father's tender breast,
Has such as fear him always loved.

L.M.

500

"He bowed the heavens, and came down, and it was
dark under his feet."

TH

From the xviii. Psalm.

HE Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens most high,
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

C.M.

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501

2 On cherub and on cherubim,
Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds,
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain;

And he, as sovereign Lord and King,
For evermore shall reign.

"Jesus said unto him, I am the way, the truth, and

TH

the life."

HOU art the Way, to thee alone
From sin and death we flee;
And he who would the Father seek,
Must seek him, Lord, by thee.

2 Thou art the Truth, thy word alone
True wisdom can impart;

Thou only canst inform the mind
And purify the heart.

3 Thou art the Life, the rending tomb
Proclaims thy conquering arm,

And those who put their trust in thee
Nor death nor hell shall harm.

4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life;
Grant us that way to know,
'hat truth to keep, that life to win,
Whose joys eternal flow.

502

"Thy footsteps are not known."

OD moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

C.M.

C.M.

2 Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.

3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace:
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour:

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

6 Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain ;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.

503

"Blessed is the people, O Lord, that can rejoice

L.M.

in thee."

From the lxxxix. Psalm.

HAPPY, thrice happy they, who hear

Thy sacred trumpet's joyful sound;

Who may at festivals appear

With thy most glorious presence crown'd; 2 For in thy strength they shall advance, Whose conquests from thy favour spring: The Lord of hosts is our defence,

And Israel's God our Israel's King.

504

"The Lord is my shepherd: therefore can I lack
nothing."

THE

HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks he shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

2 When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary, wandering steps he leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

SIX 8s.

3 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For thou, O Lord, art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

505

"These confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims

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on the earth."

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UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand:
Bread of heaven,

Feed me now and evermore.

2 Open now the crystal fountain,

Whence the healing streams do flow;