2 Lord, how long shall Satan's art
Tempt my harassed soul to sin,
Triumph o'er my humbled heart,
Fears without and guilt within?
3. Lord, my God, thine ear incline,
Bending to the prayer of faith;
Cheer my eyes with light divine,
Lest I sleep the sleep of death.

4 But on mercy I rely

Mercy, heavenly Lord, impart :
Mercy brings salvation nigh;
Mercy shall rejoice my heart.
5 Lord, I lift my voice in praise,
All thy bounty to adore;
From eternity thy grace
Flows, increasing evermore.

FOURTH PART. 7s.

Norwich.
1 LORD, my God, how long by thee
Shall I quite forgotten be?

Lord, how long?-for ever?—say—
Wilt thou turn thy face away?

2 Ceaseless thoughts my soul perplex;
Daily griefs my spirit vex:

O'er me, lo! my foes bear sway:
Lord, how long?-for ever?—say.
3 Lord, my God, at length arise;
Mark my sorrows, hear my cries:
Lighten thou my eyes that weep,
Lest the sleep of death-I sleep.

4 On thy mercy I repose:

Thee my heart her Saviour knows;
Leaps for joy; and hymns thee, Lord,
Thee, her shield and great reward.

FIRST PART.

C. M. Grafton.

Atheism arising from Depravity.

1 FOOLS, in their hearts, believe and say,

That all religion's vain;

There is no God, who reigns on high,
Or minds th' affairs of men.

2 The Lord, from his celestial throne,
Looked down on things below,

To find the man that sought his grace,
Or did his justice know.

3 By nature, all are gone astray;
Their practice all the same;

There's none that fears his Maker's hand,
There's none that loves his name.

4 Oh that salvation might proceed
From Zion's sacred place,

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Till Israel's captives all are freed,
And sing recovering grace.

SECOND PART. C. M.

Dedham.

1 ARE sinners now so hardened grown,
That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?

2 Great God, appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;

Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hope to shame.

3 Dost thou not dwell among the just?
And yet our foes deride,

That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God, confound their pride.

4 Oh! that the joyful day was come

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To finish our distress!

When God shall bring his children home
Our songs shall never cease.

FIRST PART. L. M.

The Citizen of Zion.

Uxbridge.

1 1 WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face?

The man who loves religion now,

And humbly walks with God below:

2 Whose hands are pure-whose heart is clean; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;. No slanders dwell upon his tongue;

He hates to do his neighbor wrong.

3 He loves his enemies-and prays
For those who curse him to his face;
And does to all men still the same

That he could hope or wish from them.
4 Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:—
This is the man thy face shall see,
And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee.

SECOND PART. C. M. Nottingham.

1 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill,
O God of holiness?

Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace?

2 The man who walks in pious ways,
And works with righteous hands;
Who trusts his Maker's promises,
And follows his commands;-

3 He speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue;
Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbor wrong;-

4 The wealthy sinner he contemns,
Loves all who fear the Lord;
And though to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word;-

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never wrong the poor:—

This man shall dwell with God on earth,
And find his heaven secure.

THIRD PART. 7s.

Lincoln.

1 WHO, O Lord, when life is o'er,
Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar;
Who, an ever welcome guest,
In thy holy place shall rest?

2 He, whose heart thy love has warmed;
He, whose will to thine conformed,
Bids his life unsullied run;

He, whose words and thoughts are one;

mp 3 He, who shuns the sinner's road,
Loving those who love their God;
Who, with hope, and faith unfeigned
Treads the path by thee ordained;—

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4 He, who trusts in Christ alone,
Not in aught himself hath done:-
He, great God, shall be thy care,
And thy choicest blessings share.

FIRST PART. L. M. Ellenthorpe.

Humility of a good Man.

1 PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need,
For suceor to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead:
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

mp 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confessed
How empty and how poor I am:
My praise can never make thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

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3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good I do;
These are the company I keep,

These are the choicest friends I know.

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,

And give their hours to noise and wine: I love the men of heavenly birth,

Whose thoughts and language are divine.

SECOND PART. L. M. St. Paul's.
Hope of the Resurrection.

1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong;
His arm is my almighty prop;

Be glad, my heart-rejoice, my tongue,
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

> 2 Though in the dust I lay my head,

Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul forever with the dead,

Nor lose thy children in the grave.

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3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,

Shake off the dust, and rise on high;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way
Up to thy throne above the sky.

THIRD PART. L. M. Tallis' Ev. Hymn.

Delight in God and his People.

1 PRESERVE thy faithful servant, Lord,
Who art the refuge of the just;
To me thy sheltering aid afford,
For in thine arm alone I trust.

2 The saints, who dwell the earth around,
I view with pleasure and delight;
But they who other gods have found,
I cast with horror from my sight.
3 I will not mingle with the throng,
Whose guilt their sorrow multiplies;
I will not name them with my tongue,
Nor join their bloody sacrifice.

4 God is my portion here below;

'Tis he, who shall my lot maintain;
His bounty makes my cup o'erflow,
And frees my anxious soul from pain.
5 Thou shalt unto my longing eyes
The path of endless life display;
Where, in thy presence, joys arise,
Which neither languish nor decay.

FOURTH PART. C. M.

Medford.

1 LET heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone;
But my delightful lot is cast

Where God is truly known.

2 His hand provides my constant food;
He fills my daily cup:

Much am I pleased with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

mf 3 God is my portion and my joy;
His counsels are my light;

He gives me sweet advice by day,
And keeps me safe by night.