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Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations.—Psa. xc. 1.

mf 240 OUR God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home;

2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.

3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame;
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.

lim 4 A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone:

Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.

p 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downwards by the flood,
And lost in following years.

6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away:

They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

mf 7 Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,

Be Thou our Guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home. Amen.

WATTS.

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Thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.-Prov. xxvii. 1.

242 THEE we adore, Eternal Name!

And humbly own to Thee
How feeble is our mortal frame,
What dying worms are we!

2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still
As days and months increase;
And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves but the number less.

3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave;
Whate'er we do, where'er we stray,
We're travelling to the grave.
p 4 Dangers stand thick through all the
ground

To push us to the tomb;

And fierce diseases wait around,

To hurry mortals home.

5 Great God! on what a slender thread
Hang everlasting things:

The eternal states of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings.

6 Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on every breath,
And yet how unconcerned we go
Upon the brink of death!

cr 7 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense,
To walk this dangerous road,
That when our souls are summoned
They may be found with God. [hence
Amen.

WATTS.

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His righteousness exalts their hope,
Nor Satan dares condemn.
The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Israel, thy King for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives. Amen.

Teach me, O Lord! the way of Thy statutes.-Psa. cxix. 33.

WATTS.

THAT the Lord would guide mf4 Order my footsteps by Thy word,

my ways

To keep His statutes still;

O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do His will!

2 O send Thy Spirit down to write

Thy law upon my heart;
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.

dim 3 From vanity turn off mine eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires, arise
Within this soul of mine.

And make my heart sincere ;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,

But keep my conscience clear. dim 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip;

Yet since I've not forgot Thy way,
Restore Thy wandering sheep.

f 6 Make me to walk in Thy commands,
"Tis a delightfnl road,

Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my God. Amen.

WATTS.

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Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly.-Col. iii. 16.

mf 247 DWELL in me richly, blessed p 4 I need thee when my aching heart

word,

So wise to teach, so safe to guide; Come as my counsellor from God, And evermore with me abide.

dim 2 I need thy light, for I am dark,
And prone to go from God astray;
Be thou a lamp unto my feet,
To keep them in the narrow way.

cr 3 I need thee when the days are bright,
And earthly things look fair and gay,
To point to treasures in the skies,
That cannot change or fade away.

Is bowed with sorrow, pain, or care;
Through thee I may my Saviour's voice,
In tones of gentlest comfort, hear.

5 I need thee when my foes without,
And inward fightings, try me sore,
To tell me of the blessed land
Where conflict shall disturb no more.

f 6 And when my happy home I reach,
A gladsome psalm my voice shall raise;
And all thy teachings shall unite
In the new song of thankful praise.
Amen.

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