I'd all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and pow'r,
And him my only portion make,
My shield and tow'r.

3 The God of Abra'm praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace
Shall guide me all my happy days,
In all his ways:

He calls a worm his friend,
He calls himself my God!
And he shall save me to the end,
Through Jesu's blood.

15. PART THE SECOND. 6-8-4.

But now they desire a better country, that is an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.-HEB. xi. 16.

1

THOUGH nature's strength decay,

And earth and hell withstand,
To Canaan's bounds I urge my way
At God's command:

The wat'ry deep I pass

With Jesus in my view,
And thro' the howling wilderness
My way pursue.

2 The goodly land I see

With peace and plenty blest;
The land of sacred liberty
And endless rest:

3

4

There milk and honey flow,
And oil and wine abound;
And trees of life for ever grow,
With mercy crown'd.

There dwells the Lord our king,
The Lord our righteousness!

Triumphant o'er the world and sin,
The Prince of Peace;

On Sion's sacred height

His kingdom still maintains;
And glorious with his saints in light,
For ever reigns.

He keeps his own secure,

He guards them by his side,
Arrays in garments white and pure
His spotless Bride:

With streams of sacred bliss,
(The joys, the bliss of Paradise,)
His love supplies.

16. PART THE THIRD. 6-8-4.

And every creature which is in heaven, and on the earth, and under the earth, and such as are in the sea, and all that are in them, heard I saying, Blessing, honour, glory, and power, be unto him that sitteth upon the throne, and unto the Lamb for ever and ever.-REV. v. 13.

1

BEFORE the great Three-One

The saints exulting stand;

And tell the wonders he hath done,
Through all their land.

The list'ning hosts attend,
And swell the growing fame;
And sing in songs which never end,
The wond'rous name!

2 The God who reigns on high,
The great archangels sing:
And, "Holy, Holy, Holy," cry,
Almighty King!

3

4

Who was, and is, the same,
And evermore shall be ;
Jehovah, Father, great I AM!
We worship thee!

Before the Saviour's face
The ransom'd nations bow,
O'erwhelmed at his almighty grace,
For ever new:

His wounds, those prints of love-
They view, and bless his name!
And sound thro' all the worlds above
The slaughter'd Lamb!

The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

They ever cry:

Hail, Abraham's God, and mine!
I join the heavenly lays :

All might and majesty be thine,
And endless praise!

17 For his forgiveness. L.M.

God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.-1 COR. X. 13.

1 Now let the feeble all be strong
And make Jehovah's arm their song:
His shield is spread o'er ev'ry saint,
And, thus supported, who shall faint?
2 What tho' the hosts of hell engage
With mingled cruelty and rage?
A faithful God restrains their hands,
And chains them down in iron bands.
3 Bound by his word He will display
A strength proportion'd to our day :
And, when united trials meet,

Will show a path of safe retreat.
4 Thus far we prove that promise good,
Which Jesus ratifi'd with blood:
Still he is gracious, wise, and just,
And still in him let Isr'el trust.

Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits.-PSALM. ciii. 1, 2.

1 BLESS, O my soul, the living God;
Call home thy thoughts, that rove abroad :
Let all the powers, within me, join
In work and worship so divine.

2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favours claim thy highest praise;
Why should the wonders, he hath wrought,
Be lost in silence, and forgot?

3 Twas he, my soul, that sent his Son
To die for sins, which thou hast done;
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.

4 High as his mighty power has spread
The starry heavens above our head,
So does his love exceed our praise,―
Exceed the highest hopes we raise.
5 Far as his Providence has plac'd
The rising morning from the west,
So far his pard'ning grace removes
The many sins of those, he loves.
6 All then in heaven his pow'r confess,
And all on earth adore his grace;
Thou too, my soul, his love proclaim,
And crown with ceaseless praise his name.

19. For his Goodness and Grace. c.M.

The eyes of all wait upon thee; and thou givest them their meat in due season. Thou openest thine hand, and satisfiest the desire of every living thing.-PSALM cxlv. 15, 16.

1 SWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace,
My God, my heav'nly King;
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.