XV.

FAR FROM THE WORLD.

(Words by Cowper.)

1. FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee
From strife and tumult far;

From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war.

2. The calm retreat, the silent shade,
With prayer and praise agree;
And seem by thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow Thee.

3. There if Thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode,

O, with what peace, and joy, and love,
She communes with her God!

4. Author and Guardian of my life,
Sweet source of light divine,
And, all harmonious names in one,-
My Saviour, thou art mine!

5. What thanks I owe thee and what love, A boundless, endless store,

Shall echo through the realms above
When time shall be no more.

XVI.

HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIXTH PSALM.

Words by Dr. Watts. Music, Old 113th Psalm.

1. I'LL praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death

Praise shall employ my nobler powers:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past
While life and thought and being last,
Or immortality endures.

2. Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God: He made the sky,
And Earth, and Seas, and all their train :
His truth for ever stands secure ;
He saves the oppress'd, he feeds the poor,

And none e'er found his promise vain.

3. The Lord gives eye-sight to the blind,
The Lord supports the sinking mind,
He gives the labouring conscience peace;
He helps the stranger in distress,

The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisoner release.

4. I'll praise my Maker, &c.

XVII.

HUNDRED AND THIRD PSALM. A celebrated Anthem, from the Collection of Magdalen Asylum.

Chorus.

ARISE my heart, my soul arise,
Jehovah praise; sing till the skies
Re-echo his ascending fame;
My soul, O celebrate his name!

He, as a father to his child,
So soft, so quickly reconciled;
He knows the fabric of us all,
That dust is our original.

;

Man flourisheth like grass or flower
That blows and withers in an hour
By scorching heat, by blasting wind
Destroy'd, and leaves no print behind.

Chorus.

Ye angels who in strength exceed,
Who him obey with winged speed;
Ye order'd hosts of radiant stars
O, you his flaming ministers ;
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All

All whom his wisdom did create;
Through his wide empire celebrate
His glorious name with sweet accord:
Join thou my soul and praise the Lord!

XVIII.

SEVENTY-SECOND PSALM.

Words by Dr. Watts. Music by R. Taylor. 1. JESUS shall reign, where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2. People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.

3. Blessings abound where'er he reigns; The prisoner leaps to loose his chains, The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

[4. Where he displays his healing power Death and the curse are known no more; In him the tribes of Adam boast

More blessings than their father lost.

5. The heathen lands that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight.]
6. Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honours to their King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

XIX.

AWAKE OUR SOULS.

Music, Eaton, (by Wyvill.) Words by Dr. Watts. 1. AWAKE our souls, away our fears;

Let every trembling thought be gone :
Awake and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on!

Chorus after each verse,—“ Awake and run," &c.
2. True, 'tis a straight and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint ;
But they forget the mighty God

Who feeds the strength of every saint.

3. Thee, mighty God, whose matchless power

Is ever new and ever young ;

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