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HYMN 9. Second Part. C.M.
Creation. (cont.)

6	Yet nobler favours claim his praise,    Of reason's light possessed; By revelation's brightest rays,    Still more divinely blest.

HYMN 9. Third Part. C.M.
God our preserver.

1	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.

1	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:

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HYMN 9. Fourth Part. L.M.
My times are in thine hand. (cont.)

2	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 Ordered 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,
5	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.
6	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	O 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; Convinc'd that thou art God alone, 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.

1	BENEATH a num'rous train of ills, Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;