6 Yet nobler favours claim his praise,
Of reason's light possess'd;
By revelation's brightest rays,
Still more divinely blest.
HYMN 9. Third Part. C. M.
God our preserver.
LET others boast how strong they be,
Nor death nor danger fear;
While we confess, O Lord! to thee,
What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,
And flourish bright and gay;
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,
And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,
And dies if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 'tis our God, supports our frame,
The God, that form'd us first:
Salvation to th' almighty Name
That rear'd us from the dust.
5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, Our Maker we'll adore:
His Spirit moves our heaving lungs,
Or they would breathe no more.
HYMN 9. Fourth Part. L. M.
My times are in thine hand.
RESISTLESS Sov'reign of the skies,
Immensely great! immensely wise!
My times are all within thy hand;
And all events at thy command.
2 His great decree, who form'd the earth,
Hath fix'd my first and second birth:
My parents, native place, and time,
Were all assign'd to me by him.
3 'Twas God, that form'd me in the womb,
And he shall guide me to the tomb ;
My times shall all for ever be
Order'd by his all-wise decree :
4. My times of sickness and of health,
My times of penury and wealth,
My times of trial and of grief,
My times of triumph and relief.
Sad times the tempter's pow'r to prove,
Blest times to taste a Saviour's love,
Must all begin, and last, and end,
As best shall please my God and Friend.
Tho' plagues and deaths around me fly,
Till he commands I cannot die:
No; not a single shaft can hit,
Till God, who guards my life, sees fit.
7 0 thou tremendous, wise and just!
In thy kind hands my life I trust ;
Yea, had I somewhat dearer still,
It should be thine, and at thy will.
8 May I, at all times, own thy hand,
And still to thee surrender'd stand;
Cuvine a unas VIZUTE
May I and mine be all thy own.
9 Thee, Lord, at all times will I bless,
For, having thee, I all possess;
Nor can I e'er bereaved be,
Since thou wilt never part with me.
HYMN 9. Fifth Part. L. M.
We rely on God our Father.
ENEATH a num'rous train of ills,
Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;
His saints what is fitting
Shall ne'er be denied ;
So long as 'tis written,
The Lord will provide.
3 We may, like the ships,
By tempests be tost
On perilous deeps,
But cannot be lost:
Tho' Satan enrages
The wind and the tide,
The promise engages,
The Lord will provide.
4 His call we obey,
Like Abra'm of old,
Not knowing our way,
But faith makes us bold;
For tho' we be strangers,
We have a good guide,
And trust in all dangers,
The Lord will provide.
5 When Satan appears
To stop up our path,
And fill us with fears,
We triumph by faith:
He cannot take from us,
Tho' oft he has tried,
This heart-cheering promise,
The Lord will provide.
6 He tells us we're weak,
Our hope is in vain ;
The good, that we seek,
We ne'er shall obtain:
But when such suggestions
Our spirits have plied,
This answers all questions,
The Lord will provide.
7 No strength of our own,
Or goodness we claim,
Yet since we have known
The Saviour's great name;
In this our strong tow'r
For safety we hide:
The Lord is our pow'r,
The Lord will provide.
8 When life sinks apace,
And death is in view,
This word of his grace
Shall comfort us through:
No fearing or doubting,
With Christ on our side,
We hope to die shouting,
The Lord will provide.
HYMN 10. Fourth Part. C. M.
The blessings of providence.
ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord,
Kind Guardian of my days,.
Thy mercies let my heart record,
In songs of grateful praise.
2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame
Was thy indulgent care;
Long ere I could pronounce thy name,
Or breathe the infant prayer.
3 Around my path what dangers rose !
What snares spread all my road!
No pow'r could guard me from my foes,
But my Preserver, God.
4 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turn'd mine eye!
How many past, almost unknown,
Ör unregarded, by!
5 Each rolling year new favours brought
From thy exhaustless store;
But ah in vain my lab'ring thought
Would count thy mercies o'er.
6 While sweet reflection, thro' my days
Thy bounteous hand would trace;
Still dearer blessings claim my praise,
The blessings of thy grace.
7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord,
For favours more divine;
That I have known thy sacred word,
Where all thy glories shine.
8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And ev'ry weakness dies,
Complete the wonders of thy grace,
And raise me to the skies.
9 Then shall my joyful pow'rs unite In more exalted lays;
And join the happy sons of light
In everlasting praise.
HYMN 10. Fifth Part. C. M.
It is well.
I shall be well, let sinners know,
With those, who love the Lord;
His saints have always found it so,
When resting on his word.
2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God,
Why let your sorrows swell?
Wisdom directs our Father's rod-
His word says, it is well.
3. Tho' you may trials sharp endure, From sin, or death, or hell;
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