3

Tho earthly Shepherds dwell in Duft,
the Aged and the Young,

The watchful Eye in Darkness clos❜d,
and mute th' inftructive Tongue;
4 Th' eternal Shepherd ftill furvives,
new Comfort to impart;

His Eye ftill guides us, and his Voice
ftill animates our Heart.

HYMN

CCXXIX.

WHEN Abraham, with facred Awe,
before Jehovah stood;

And with an humble, fervent Pray'r
for guilty Sodom fu’d:

2 With whatSuccefs, what wond'rous Grace, was his Petition crown'd? The Lord would fpare, if in the Place ten righteous Men were found!

3 And could a fingle holy Soul

fo rich a Boon obtain?

Good God! and fhall a Nation cry,
and plead with thee in vain?

4 Britain, all guilty as she is,

her num'rous Saints may boaft; See their united Pray'rs ascend! and can those Pray'rs be loft?

5 Are not the Righteous dear to thee now, as in antient Times ?

Or

Or does this finful Land exceed
Gomorrah in its Crimes?

6 Still we are thine, we bear thy Name,
here yet is thine Abode;

Long has thy Prefence blefs'd our Land; forfake us not, O God!

7 Great God! let not thine Anger burn, if we thy Suppliants bow,

And fay, Till thou vouchfate thy Grace, we will not let thee go.

8 O may thy People, Priefts, and Prince, thy choiceft Bleffings share,

O

And know thee by that gracious Name,
The God that heareth Pray'r.

HYMN

CCXXX.

H! whence this pleafing Hope, this fond This Longing after Immortality? Defire, Or whence this fecret Dread, and inward Horror Of falling into Naught? Why shrinks the soul Back on herself, and ftartles at Destruction? 'Tis the Divinity that ftirs within us; 'Tis Heav'n itfelf that points out an Hereafter, And intimates Eternity to Man.

HYMN

CCXXXI.

GREAT Source of Good! Creation's God!
Being depends upon thy Nod!

From Nothing rear'd was Nature's Frame;
From Nothing all Creation came.
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2 Call'd

2 Call'd into being by thy Word,
Worlds upon Worlds with one Accord,
Ruth'd from the vaft Profound of Night
Into Creation's glorious Light.

3

We view those Worlds, whofe ev'ry Part Surpass the Pow'rs of human Art; They each display thy glorious Hand, And say they came at thy Command. 4 Worlds to their Fellow-Worlds difpenfe Beauty, and Worth, and Excellence: Yon Sun emits his dazzling Rays, And all interior Good difplays. 5 Rolling along their various Orbs, Each, Traces of its God affords; Thy Wisdom and thy Pow'r difplays, And filently fhews forth thy Praise. 6We join the planetary Choir

In Praife divine, while we admire The beauteous Works of Nature's Lord, Our Notes we'll raife in fweet Accord. 7 Great Source of Good! Creation's King! Benignly hear while Creatures fing; We praise thee here, and with to join The Choir above in Songs divine.

HYMN

CCXXXII.

1 GOD is gone up on high

With a triumphant Noife,

The Clarions of the Sky

Proclaim

Proclaim th' angelic Joys!
Join all on Earth, rejoice and fing,
Glory afcribe to Glory's King.
2 God in the Flesh below;
For us he reigns above:
Let all the Nations know

Our Jefu's conqu❜ring Love!
Join all on Earth, rejoice and fing,
Glory afcribe to Glory's King.
3 All Pow'r to our great Lord
Is by his Father giv'n,
By Angel-Hofts ador'd

He reigns fupreme in Heav'n :
Join all on Earth, rejoice and fing,
Glory afcribe to Glory's King.

HYMN CCXXXIII.

IYE heav'nly Choir, affift us to fing,
And strike the foft Lyre, and honour
our King:
His mighty Salvation demands all our Praife,
Our best Adoration, and loftieft Lays.

2 All Glory to God, who ruleth on high,
And now hath bestow'dand fent from theSky
Chrift Jefus theSaviour, poor Mortals to blefs;
The Pledge of his Favour, the Seal of our

Peace,

HYMN

CCXXXIV.
CCXXXIV.

THE Soul, fecur'd in her Existence, smiles
At Diffolution and defies its Pow'r.

The Stars fhall fade away, the Sun himself
Grow dim with Age, and Nature fink in Years;
But it shall flourish in immortal Youth,
Unhurt amidft the War of Elements,
The Wrecksof Matter, and theCrufhof Worlds.

HYMN CCXXXV.

LET Love, and Peace, and holy Joy, My Bosom fill, my Thoughts employ; And make my Heart, O Lord of Hoft, The Temple of the Holy Ghoft.

H Y M N CCXXXVI.

God my Saviour, hear my Pray'r, And give me in thy Joy to fhare: Strengthen my Faith, increase my Love, And lead me to the Realms above,

HYMN CCXXXVII,

MY

Y Soul fhall as the Incense rise
in Songs of grateful Praise;

And, as an carly Sacrifice,
my willing Hands I'll raife.

2 Father