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3 Thus, in the name of Christ, the Lord,
The holy David sung,

And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.

p 4 Jesus, whom every saint adores,
Was crucified and slain:

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5 When shall my feet arise and stand
On heav'n's eternal height?

There sits the Son at God's right hand,
Array'd in glorious light!

WATTS.

FIFTH VERSION.-S. M. Dover. Stonington.

God the portion of the Righteous.
1 O LORD, I trust in Thee!
I said, "Thou art my God!”
O, let thy mercies come to me,
For in thy paths I've trod.

2 Thy House shines forth most bright;
'Tis dear unto my heart;

Thence, where is all my pure delight,
My feet shall ne'er depart.

3 Though men their idols serve,
And kindle altar-flames,

I from thy worship ne'er will swerve,
Nor will I speak their names!

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Is mine, forever mine!

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5 Heav'n's path Thou wilt me show,
Blessings beyond time's power,

The streams of good, that overflow,
Pleasures forevermore!

ALLEN.

SIXTH VERSION.-7s. Edyfield. Southampton.

The Resurrection.

1 GUARD me, for in Thee I trust,
Lord, most holy, good, and just;

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Thou, on earth my refuge nigh,
Thou, my heritage on high!

2 Hence my heart all gladness feels,
Oft my tongue thy grace reveals,
And my flesh in hope shall rest,
Sure to dwell with all the blest!
3 Ne'er did He, thy Holy One,
Laid in tomb with sealed stone,
Feel corruption's mould'ring breath ;
But He burst the bonds of death!
4 I too, Lord, at length shall rise,
Flying upward to the skies!
Fullest joy Thou wilt restore,
Pleasures pure, forevermore!

ALLEN.

17. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Hingham. The Saint's Hope: or the Resurrection. 1 LORD I am thine, but Thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; 'Tis all the happiness they know;

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'Tis all they seek; they take their shares,
And leave the rest among their heirs.

3 What sinners value, I resign;

Lord, 'tis enough, that Thou art mine;
I shall behold thy blissful face,

And stand complete in righteousness.
p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show;
But the bright world, to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere ;
When shall I wake, and find me there?
f 50, glorious hour! O blest abode!
I shall be near and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul!

6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound,
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,
And in my Savior's image rise.

WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-C. M. Dedham. Ferry.

Confidence in God.

1 ATTEND, O Lord, unto my cry,
Unto my prayer give ear
Behold me with impartial eye,
And by thy sentence clear.

2 Thy wondrous loving kindness show,
Thy grace and love to me,

O, Thou, who dost thy servants know,
That put their trust in Thee.

f 3 When the last trumpet wakes the dead,
Thy face shall I behold,

Uprising from my lowly bed,

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To taste of joys untold!

ALLEN.

THIRD VERSION.-S. M. Boylston. Olmutz.

Portion of Saints and Sinners.

1 ARISE, my gracious God,
And make the wicked flee;
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to Thee.

p 2 Behold, the sinner dies;-
His haughty words are vain;
Here, in this life, his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

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3 Then let his pride advance,
And boast of all his store;

mf The Lord is my inheritance,
My soul can wish no more!

4 I shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God,

And stand complete in righteousness,
Wash'd in my Savior's blood.

5 There's a new heav'n begun,
When I awake from death,
Drest in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.

WATTS.

18. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Brentford. Appleton.

Rejoicing in God.

1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abode; Who is a God beside the Lord? Or where's a refuge like our God? 2 'Tis He, who girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield, And, while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, and blessed be my Rock, The God of my salvation lives! The dark designs of hell are broke! Sweet is the peace my Father gives. mf 4 Before the scoffers of the age

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I will exalt my Father's name,
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach and bear the shame.

5 To David and his royal seed

Thy grace forever shall extend;

Thy love to saints, in Christ, their head,
Knows not a limit, nor an end.

WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Winchester. Walton. God the Defence of his Servants.

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1 WHEN to my God on high I cried,
Then shook the earth and trembled wide;
For He was wroth, and blazing fire

Was kindled by his dreadful ire.

2 He bowed the heav'ns, and He came down ; Under his feet was darkness strown;

He rode upon the cherubins,

He flew upon the wings of winds!

3 Thick darkness did his throne surround,
Dark clouds pavilion'd Him around,
He thunder'd in the heav'ns on high,
His lightnings darted through the sky!
4 His foes, discomfited, o'erthrown,
Jehovah by his might is known!
Blest are the men, who trust in God,
For them his arm is stretch'd abroad.

ALLEN.

Ye workers of iniquity,

That God's fierce wrath will burn?

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Salvation's streams might flow!

When God restores our captive state,
Our joys will overflow!

ALLEN.

15. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Uxbridge.

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Character of the Righteous.

1 WHO shall ascend thy heav'nly place,
Great God, and dwell before thy face?
The man, who minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the things they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue ;
He hates to do his neighbor wrong.

3 Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good;
He never deals in bribing gold,
The poor oppress'd his hands uphold.
4 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those, who curse him to his face,-
And does to all men still the same,
That he from them would hope or claim.
5 Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:-
This is the man, thy face shall see,
And dwell forever, Lord, with Thee'

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WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Hebron..
Character of a Citizen of Zion.

1 WHO shall within thy house abide?
Who in thy holy hill shall dwell?
He, who from right ne'er turns aside,
Nor fails his tongue the truth to tell:-

2 Who ne'er backbites nor hurts the fame,
The good name, which his neighbor bears,
Nor e'er withstands his lawful claim,
Nor aught of his estate impairs:—

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