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Psalm XXX.

ISRAEL'S Shepherd, Joseph's Guide,
Our prayers to Thee vouchsafe to hear;
Thou, that on cherubim didst ride,
Again in solemn state appear.

2 To Thee, O God of hosts, we pray;
Thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew :
From heaven, Thy throne, Thy church survey,
And her sad state with pity view.

3 Behold the vineyard made by Thee,
Which Thy right hand did guard so long:
And keep that branch from danger free,
Which for Thyself Thou mad'st so strong.

4 Do Thou convert us, Lord; do Thou
The lustre of Thy face display ;

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And all the ills we suffer now,

Like scattered clouds shall pass away. Amen.

370.

Psalm LXXXI.

New Version.*

LORD, Thou hadst planted with Thy hands

A lovely Vine in heathen lands;

Thy power defended it around,

And heavenly dews enriched the ground.

2 How did the spreading branches shoot,
And bless the nations with the fruit ;
But now, good Lord, look down and see
Thy mourning Vine, that lovely tree!

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3 Why is its beauty thus defaced?
Why hast Thou laid her fences waste?
Strangers and foes against her join,
And every beast devours the Vine.

4 Return! Almighty God, return!
Nor let Thy bleeding vineyard mourn;
Turn us to Thee, Thy love restore,
We shall be saved and weep no more.

Amen.

I. Watts.*

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371.

COME, let us join our cheerful songs

With angels round the throne;

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
But all their joys are one.

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry,
"To be exalted thus: "

"Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
"For He was slain for us."

3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honour and power divine:

And blessings more than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever Thine.

4 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred Name

Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

Amen.

I. Watts.

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372.

SONGS of praise the angels sang,
Heaven with hallelujahs rang,

When Jehovah's work begun,

When He spake and it was done.

2 Songs of praise awoke the morn
• When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.

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Heaven and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise shall crown that day;
God will make new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

4 And shall man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No! the church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.

5 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.

6 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,

Songs of praise their powers employ. Amen.

7. Montgomery.

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373.

God, how wonderful Thou art! Thy Majesty how bright!

How beautiful Thy Mercy seat,

In depths of burning light!

How dread are Thine eternal years,
O everlasting Lord!

By prostrate spirits day and night
Incessantly adored.

3 O how I fear Thee, Living God,
With deepest, tenderest fears,

And worship Thee with trembling hope
And penitential tears!

4 Yet I may love Thee too, O Lord,
Almighty as Thou art,

For Thou hast stooped to ask of me
The love of my poor heart.

5 No earthly father loves like Thee,
No mother, e'er so mild,

Bears and forbears as Thou hast done
With me, Thy sinful child.

6 Father of Jesus, love's reward, What rapture will it be,

Prostrate before Thy throne to lie,

And lift mine eyes to Thee! Amen.
F. W. Faber.*

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374.

Psalm XXIII.

THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a Shepherd's care;
His presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye ;
My noon-day walks He shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.

When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wandering steps He leads,
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.

3 Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord! art with me still;
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile; The barren wilderness shall smile With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, And streams shall murmur all around. 7. Addison.