2 "Ask, and I give the heathen lands
For thine inheritance,

And to the world's remotest shores,
Thine empire shall advance."

3 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews
Shall their Redeemer own,

While Gentiles to his standard crowd,
And bow before his throne?

4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, Beneath th' expanse of heaven, To the dominion of thy Son,

With all their millions given?

5 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name adored;

2.

The world, through all its nations, shout
Hosannas to the Lord.

FIRST PART, S. M.

Christ dying and rising.

1 MAKER and sovereign Lord

Of heaven, and earth, and seas!
Thy providence confirms thy word,
And answers thy decrees.

2 The things, so long foretold
By David, are fulfilled,
When Jews and Gentiles join to slay
Jesus, thy holy child.

3 Why did the Gentiles rage,

And Jews, with one accord,
Bend all their counsels to destroy
Th' Anointea of the Lord?

4 Rulers and kings agree

To form a vain design;
Against the Lord their powers unite,
Against his Christ they join.

5 The Lord derides their rage,

And will support his throne;

Ile, who hath raised him from the dead,
Hath owned him for his Son.

2.

SECOND PART, S. M.

Christ ascending and reigning.

THE Lord ascends on high,
And asks to rule the earth;
The merit of his blood he pleads,
And pleads his heavenly birth.

2 He asks-and God bestows
A large inheritance;
Far as the world's remotest ends,
His kingdom shall advance.

3 The nations that rebel

Must feel his iron rod;

He'll vindicate those honors well,
Which he received from God.

4 Be wise, ye rulers! now,

And worship at his throne;
With trembling joy, ye people! bow
To God's exalted Son.

5 If once his wrath arise,

3.

Ye perish on the place :

Then blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.

FIRST PART, L. M.

A Morning-Psalm.

1 O LORD! how many are my foes,
In this weak state of flesh and blood!
My peace they daily discompose;
But my defence and hope is God.
2 Tired with the burdens of the day,
To thee I raised an evening-cry;
Thou heard'st when I began to pray,
And thine almighty help was nigh.

3 Supported by thy heavenly aid,

I laid me down, and slept secure ; Not death should make my heart afraid, Though I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong:

He raised my head to see the light,

And make his praise my morning-song.

3.

3.

SECOND PART, L. M.
God, our Defence.

1 THE tempter to my soul hath said,-
"There is no help in God for thee :"
Lord! lift thou up thy servant's head;
My glory, shield and solace be.

2 Thus to the Lord I raised my cry,
He heard me from his holy hill;
At his command the waves rolled by ;
He beckoned,—and the winds were still.

3 I laid me down and slept ;—I woke ;
Thou, Lord! my spirit didst sustain ;
Bright from the east the morning broke,→
Thy comforts rose on me again.

4 I will not fear, though armed throngs
Compass my steps in all their wrath;
Salvation to the Lord belongs;

His presence guards his people's path.

FIRST PART, C. M.

Doubts and Fears suppressed.

1 MY God! how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase! Conspiring my eternal death,

They break my present peace.

2 But thou, my glory and my strength,
Shalt on the tempter tread;
Shalt silence all my threatening guilt,
And raise my drooping head.

3 I cried, and from his holy hill
He bowed a listening ear;
I called my Father and my God,
And he subdued my fear.

4 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes,
In spite of all my foes;

I woke, and wondered at the grace
That guarded my repose.

5 What though the host of death and hell
All armed against me stood?

Terrors no more shall shake my soul;
My refuge is my God.

3.

SECOND PART, C. M.

A Morning-Song.

1 LORD of my life! Oh! may thy praise
Employ my noblest powers,

Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours.

2 Preserved by thine almighty arm,
I passed the shades of night,
Secure and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

3 While many spent the night in sighs,
And restless pains and woes,

In gentle sleep, I closed my eyes,
In undisturbed repose.

4 When sleep, death's image, o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay,

Thy watchful care was round my bed,
To guard my feeble clay..

5 Oh! let the same almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare,
My heedless steps defend.

4.

6 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

FIRST PART, L. M.

God, our Portion and Hope.

1 O GOD of grace and righteousness!
Hear and attend, when I complain;
Thou hast enlarged me in distress,
Bow down a gracious ear again.

2 Know that the Lord divides his saints
From all the tribes of men beside:
He hears the cry of penitents,

For the dear sake of Christ who died.
3 When our obedient hands have done
A thousand works of righteousness,
We put our trust in God alone,
And glory in his pard'ning grace.

4 Let the unthinking many say,—

4.

"Who will bestow some earthly good?" But, Lord thy light and love we pray; Our souls desire this heavenly food.

SECOND PART, L. M.

Evening-Song.

1 GLORY to thee, my God! this night,
For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, Oh! keep me, King of kings!
Beneath the shadow of thy wings.

2 Forgive me, Lord! for thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That with the world, myself and thee,
My soul, this night, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious, at the judgment-day.

4 Oh! may my faith on thee répose;
May gentle sleep my eyelids close,
That shall my frame more vig'rous make,
To serve my God when I awake.

4.

5 Lord! let my soul for ever share The bliss of thy parental care;

"Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, To see thy face, and sing thy love.

FIRST PART, C. M.

Evening-Devotion.

1 LORD! thou wilt hear me when I pray;

I am for ever thine;

I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head,
From cares and business free,
"Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this evening-sacrifice;
And when my work is done,
Great God! my faith, my hope relies
Upon thy grace alone.