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PRAISE TO GOD.—Dr. Watts..
How glorious is our heav'nly King,
How great His pow'r is, none can tell,
Not angels that stand round the LORD
Then let me join this holy train,
And my first off'rings bring; Th' eternal God will not disdain To hear an infant sing.
My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,
To hear their mighty Maker's praise
PRAISE FOR MERCIES.-Dr. Watts.
WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad,
How many poor I see;
Not more than others I deserve,
How many children, in the street,
While I am cloth'd from head to feet,
While some poor wretches scarce can tell,
While others early learn to swear,
Are these Thy mercies, day by day,
Then let me love Thee more than they,
THE ALL-SEEING GOD.-Dr. Watts.
ALMIGHTY GOD, Thy piercing eye
There's not a sin that we commit;-
And must the crimes that I have done
While men and angels hear?
LORD, at Thy feet asham'd I lie;
And blot them from Thy book,
Remember all the dying pains
And answer for my guilt.
may I now for ever fear
T' indulge a sinful thought,
THE LORD'S DAY.-Dr. Watts.
THIS is the day when CHRIST arose
Why should I keep my eye-lids clos'd,
This is the day when JESUS broke
To-day with pleasure. Christians meet,
I'll leave my sports to read and pray,
may I love this blessed day, The best of all the seven!
THE SABBATH.-Rev. Wm. Mason.
AGAIN returns the day of holy rest,
While impious men despise the sage decree,
Let us devote this consecrated day
So shall the GOD of mercy pleas'd receive
Father of Heaven! in whom our hopes confide, Whose pow'r defends us, and whose precepts guide;
In life our Guardian, and in death our Friend, Glory supreme be Thine, till time shall end.
SOON will the evening star, with silver ray, Shed its mild lustre on this sacred day; Resume we then, ere sleep and silence reign, The rites that holiness and Heaven ordain.