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HYMN 50. First Part. L.M.
Give us this day our daily bread. (cont.)
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Forgiving grace do thou impart
To cheer and sanctify each heart;
May we in death join with our Head,
And feed on Christ the living bread.
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HYMN 50. Second Part. L.M.
Father, feed and bring us safely home!
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THRO' all the various shifting scene
Of life's mistaken ill or good;
Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen
The beautiful vicissitude.
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Thou givest with paternal care,
Howe'er unjustly we complain,
To each their necessary share
Of joy and sorrow, health and pain.
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Trust we to youth, or friends or pow'r,
Fix we on this terrestrial ball?
When most secure, the coming hour,
If thou see fit, may blast them all.
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When lowest sunk with grief and shame,
Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup,
Lost to relations, friends and fame,
Thy pow'r ful hand can raise us up.
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Thy pow'rful consolations cheer;
Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh;
Thy hand can dry the trickling tear,
That secret wets the orphan's eye.
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Thus far sustain'd, and cloth'd and fed,
Thro' life's tumultuous scenes we've come;
Give us this day our daily bread,
And lead, and bring us safely home.
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HYMN 51. C.M.
Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
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LORD, at thy feet we sinners lie,
And knock at mercy's door;
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HYMN 51. C.M.
Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. (cont.)
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With heavy heart and downcast eye,
Thy favour we implore.
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In deep distress we seek thy face,
Forgiveness to receive;
We trust our souls are taught thro' grace,
Our debtors to forgive.
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'Tis pardon, pardon we implore,
O let thy bowels move!
Thy grace is an exhaustless store,
And thou thyself art love.
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O! for thine own, for Jesus' sake,
Our many sins forgive;
Thy grace our rocky hearts can break,
And breaking soon relieve.
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Mercy, good Lord, mercy we plead,
This is the total sum;
Mercy, thro' Christ, mercy we need;
Lord, let thy mercy come.
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HYMN 52. First Part. L.M.
Temptation.
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THUS far my God has led me on,
And made his truth and mercy known;
My hopes and fears alternate rise,
And comforts mingle with my sighs.
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Thro' this wide wilderness I roam,
Far distant from my blissful home;
Lord, let thy presence be my stay,
And guard me in this dang'rous way.
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Temptations ev'ry where annoy,
And sins and snares my peace destroy;
My earthly joys are from me torn,
And oft an absent God I mourn.
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My soul with various tempests toss'd;
Her hopes o'erturn'd, her projects cross'd,
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