Sent his own Son, with truth and grace,
To teach us in these latter daysle

2 Our nation reads his written word,
The book of life, the true record: A -
The bright inheritance of heav'nst gallons of
Is by this sure conveyance-giv'n.

3 God's kindest thoughts are here express'd,
Able to make us wise and bless'd;
The doctrines are divinely true,
Fit for reproof and comfort too.

4 O render thanks to God above,
For his rich grace and boundless love;
Let all mankind receive his word,
And every nation praise the Lord.

HYMN 103.

1 WELCOME sweet day of rest,

That saw the Lord arise;

Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.

Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah!

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.
Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah!

3 One day amidst the place,
Where our dear Lord hath been,

Is sweeter than ten thousand days,
Of pleasurable sin.

Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah!

4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this;
And sit and sing herself away,
To everlasting bliss.

Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah!

END OF THE HYMNS.

APPENDIX

TO THE

HYMNS.

HYMN 1.

1 GREAT God, we sing that mighty hand, By which supported still we stand :

The opening year thy mercy shews,
Let mercy crown it, till it close.

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still are we guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,

By his unerring counsel led.

3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future, all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.

4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest:
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd thro' all our changing days.

5 When death shall interrupt these songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our Helper-God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast.

HYMN 2.

1 WITH humble heart and tongue,
My God, to thee I pray;

O make me learn whilst I am young,
How I may cleanse my way.
2 Now in my early days,

Teach me thy will to know;
O God, thy sanctifying grace
Betimes on me bestow.

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3 Make an unguarded youth,
The object of thy care;
Help me to choose the
way of truth,
And fly from every snare.
4 My heart, to folly prone,
Renew by power divine;
Unite it to thyself alone,
And make me wholly thine.›

5 O let thy word of grace

My warmest thoughts employ; Be this thro' all my following days, My treasure, and my joy.

6 To what thy laws impart

Be my whole soul inclin'd;

O let them dwell within my heart,
And sanctify my mind.

7 May thy young servant learn,
By these to cleanse his way;
And may I here the path discern
That leads to endless day.

HYMN 3.1.

1 TO thee who reign'st supreme above, And reign'st supreme below,

The God of wisdom, power, and love,
We our successes owe.

2 The thundering horse, the martial band,
Without thine aid were vain ;
And victory flies at thy command
To crown the bright campaign.

3 Thy mighty arm, unseen, was nigh,
When we our foes assail'd;

"Tis thou hast rais'd our honors high,
And o'er their hosts prevail'd.

4 What tho' no columns lifted high
Stand deep inscrib'd with praise,
Yet sounding honours to the sky,
Our grateful tongues shall raise.

5 To our young race will we proclaim,
The mercies God has shown;

That they may learn to bless his name,
And choose him for their own.

6 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust,
When threatening dangers come,
Their father's God, shall be their trust,
Their refuge and their home.

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