2 The sparrow for her young With pleasure seeks a nest, To find their wonted rest : pray Their constant service there! Thro’ this dark vale of tears; 'Till each in heav'n appears. O glorious seat, when God our King Shall thither bring our willing feet ! 5 To spend one sacred day, Where God and saints abide, Than thousand days beside : Our light and our defence ; We draw our blessings thence: His hand no good withholds 1 Thrice happy he, O God of hosts, Waiting for an answer to prayer. Thou hast our And brought his wand'ring captives home. 2 Thou hast begun to set us free, And made thy fiercest wrath abate : And thy salvation be complete. And let thy saints in thee rejoice : Salvation by Christ. The souls, that fear and trust the Lord; Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n: By his obedience so complete, Justice is pleas’d, and peace is giv’n. Religion dwell on earth again ; A , 4 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God : PSALM 86. First Part. C. M. A general song of praise to God. 1 There's none hath pow'r divine ; Nor are their works like thine. Their off'rings round thy throne : For thou art God alone. Teach me thy heav'nly ways; In God my Father's praise. Shall those sweet wonders tell; PSALM 86. Second Part. L. M. Mourning over unbelirf, and pleading for the evidence of an interest in Christ. Display thy pow'r, unveil thy face; Is not thy reign, a reign of grace ? Bought with a price, I'm not my own; And sought relief before thy throne. 3 But now I grope, as in the night, I can't believe, and dare not trust;' My path is hedg'd, I see no light, My hopes are prostrate in the dust. 4 With fears that all experience past Hath been delusive, false and vain, I never shall the prize obtain. And see the blood of sprinkling flow; A legal spirit bids me go. I fain would give myself away ; And check a near approach to thee. 70! if already I've believ'd, If Christ and I indeed be one : Or, let the work be now begun. And let me know that I am thine ; And on my soul benignant shine. 9 Now, let thy Spirit from above, Bear witness to my troubled heart; And filial confidence impart. That God is faithful to his saints; PSALM 87. L. M. The christian church. 1 OD in his earthly temple lays Foundations for his heav'nly praise ; G He likes the tents of Jacob well; But still in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His mercy visits ev'ry house, That pays its night and morning vows; Where churches meet to praise and pray 3 What glories were describ'd of old ! What wonders are of Zion told ! Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 Egypt and Tyre, the Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew : The Hill, where living waters spring. 5 When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, Life the only accepted time. 1 HILE life prolongs its precious light, ; But soon, ah soon ! th' approaching night Shall blot out ev'ry hope of heav'n. 2 While God invites, how bless'd the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! “Come sinners, haste, O! haste away, “While yet a.pard’ning God he's found. 3 “ In that lone land of deep despair, “ No Sabbath's heav'nly light shall rise ; |