2 He knows my feeble frame; Remembers I am dust; And though he should my life destroy, In him I'll put my trust.

3 Each day he is my strength, My hope, my life, my all; And while upon his arm I lean, I surely can not fall.

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4 Then to my blesséd Lord, Let grateful songs arise, While angels bear the notes above And sound them through the skies.

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652 S. M. His compassions fail not. Lam. 3:22.

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How various and how new Are thy compassions, Lord! Each morning shall thy mercies show, Each night thy truth record.

2 Thy goodness, like the sun, Dawned on our early days, Ere infant reason had begun To form our lips to praise.

3 Each object we beheld Gave pleasure to our eyes; And nature all our senses held In bands of sweet surprise.

4 But pleasures more refined Awaited that blest day, When light arose upon our mind And chased our sins away.

5 How new thy mercies, then! How sovereign and how free! Our souls, that had been dead in sin, Were made alive to thee.

Now begin the heavenly theme; Sing aloud in Jesus' name; Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Ye who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love.

3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; Banish all your guilty fears; See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love.

4 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome to his sacred rest; Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love.

5 Hither, then, your music bring; Strike aloud each cheerful string; Mortals, join the host above-- Join to praise redeeming love.

654 7s. They shall come to Zion with songs. Isaiah 35:10

Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity.

2 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown the day: God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth.

3 And will man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come? No; the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.

4 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above.

5 Borne upon the latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ.