6 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come;
Go, and return, secure from death,
Till God commands thee home.
The Same. Ps. 121.
1 UPWARD we lift our eyes:
From God is all our aid,-
The God that built the skies,
And earth and nature made.
God is the tower
To which we fly; his grace is nigh
In every hour.
2 Our feet shall never slide,
And fall in fatal snares,
Since God, our guard and guide,
Defends us from our fears.
Those wakeful eyes,
Which never sleep, shall Israel keep
When dangers rise.
3 No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of evening air,
Shall take our health away,
If God be with us there.
Thou art our sun,
And thou our shade, to guard our head
By night or noon.
4 Hast thou not given thy word
To save our souls from death?
And we can trust thee, Lord,
To keep our mortal breath.
We'll go and come,
Nor fear to die, till, from on high,
Thou call us home.
God's Love seen in Nature.
1 My God! thy boundless love I praise:
How bright on high its glories blaze-
How sweetly bloom below!
It streams from thine eternal throne;
Through heaven its joys for ever run,
And o'er the earth they flow.
2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn,
And bids the clouds, in air upborne,
Their genial drops distil;
In every vernal beam it glows,
It breathes in every gale that blows,
And glides in every rill.
3 It robes in cheerful green the ground,
And pours its flowery beauties round,
Whose sweets perfume the gale;
Its bounties richly spread the plain-
The blushing fruit, the golden grain-
And smile on every vale.
4 But in thy word I see it shine
With grace and glories more divine,
Proclaiming sins forgiven;
There Faith, bright cherub, points the way
To realms of everlasting day,
And opens all her heaven.
5 Then let the love that makes me blest,
With cheerful praise inspire my breast,
And ardent gratitude-
And all my thoughts and passions tend
To thee, my Father and my Friend
My soul's eternal good.
1 LORD! thou art good-all nature shows
Its mighty author kind;
Thy bounty through creation flows,
Full, free, and unconfined.
2 The whole in every part proclaims
Thy infinite good-will;
It shines in stars, and flows in streams,
And bursts from every hill.
3 We view it o'er the spreading main,
And heavens which spread more wide;
It drops in gentle showers of rain,
And rolls in every tide.
4 Long hath it been diffused abroad,
Through ages past and gone,
Nor ever can exhausted be,
But still keeps flowing on.
5 Through the whole earth it pours supplies-
Spreads joy through every part.
O may such love attract my eyes,
And captivate my heart;
6 My highest admiration raise;
My best affections move;
Employ my tongue in songs of praise,
And fill my heart with love.
1 TRIUMPHANT, Lord, thy goodness reigns
Through all the wide celestial plains,
And its full streams redundant flow
Down to th' abodes of men below.
2 Through nature's works its glories shine;
The cares of providence are thine;
And grace erects our mortal frame
The fairest temple to thy name.
30 give to every human heart
To taste and feel how good thou art-
With grateful love, and reverend fear,
To know how blest thy children are.
1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King!
Let age to age thy righteousness
In songs of glory sing.
2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines
His goodness to the skies:
Through the whole earth his bounty shines
And every want supplies.
3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food:
Thy liberal hand provides their meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord!
How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pardoning word
To cheer the souls he loves.
5 Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints, that taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.
God's Mercy to the Human Race. Ps. 136.
1 GIVE to our God immortal praise:
Mercy and truth are all his ways:
Wonders of grace to God belong :
Repeat his mercies in your song.
2 Give to the Lord of lords renown;
The King of kings with glory crown.
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.
3 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand,
And brought them to the promised land:
Wonders of grace to God belong-
Repeat his mercies in your song.
4 He saw the Gentiles dead in sin,
And felt his pity work within:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When death and sin shall reign no more.
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