starved my soul: this is my folly and my shame. But I return to thee through Christ. I cast myself upon thy grace. Here I am at thy feet; cast me not away for ever. I cannot endure the thought of everlasting banishment from thy presence. And as I am resolved to be thine, and to serve thee through the remainder of my life, I pray thee to confirm these resolutions, that I may indeed be thine, thy child, and thy servant for ever; and at last find a place in heaven, through Jesus Christ, the lamb that was slain; who is worthy to receive power, and riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing, for ever and ever. Amen.

HYMN.

Seeking God.

My God permit my tongue
This joy to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail
To taste thy love divine.

My thirsty fainting soul

Thy mercy doth implore;

Not travellers in desert lands
Can pant for water more.

Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place;
Thy pow'r and glory to behold,
And feel thy quick'ning grace.

For life without thy love
No relish can afford;

No joy can be compar'd with this,
To serve and please the Lord.

To thee I'll lift my hands,

And praise thee while I live;
Not all the dainties of a feast
Such food or pleasure give.

In wakeful hours of night
I call my God to mind;

I think how wise thy counsels are,
And all thy dealings kind.

Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence
My cheerful hope relies.

The shadow of thy wings

My soul in safety keeps ;

I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.

A pious Youth seeking after God and rejoicing in him.

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O most high and holy God! I have sought thee and have found thee. Awhile ago I knew thee not, though thou wast ever near me. But thy grace has abounded towards me thou hast opened mine eyes, and I see thee: I see thine infinite perfections drawn upon all thy works of wonder. When I lift up my eyes, and consider the heavens, I own them to be the works of thy hand; and wonder that the Builder and Inhabiter of those glorious worlds should look down upon man, and visit such worms as we are. The sun,

moon, and stars, are all created by thee. I see thy glory in them all, and the glory of thy Son Jesus Christ, by whom thou madest the world. Every day and every night they speak thy praise, and tell the world there is a God. And while the heavens declare thy glory, and the firmament thy handy works, how can I forbear to worship and adore thee their great Creator?

Thou, O Almighty God! hangest the earth upon nothing; balancest the clouds; bringest the wind out of thy treasuries;

thunderest marvellously with thy voice: and thou causest the sea to know its bounds. I admire, I adore the God of nature and providence, whose hand doth all these things, and who fainteth not, neither is weary. O Lord, how manifold are thy works, all made in wisdom: and where can I where thou art not?

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I adore and tremble at thy holiness and purity, who" chargest thine angels with folly; and in whose sight the heavens are not clean." I admire and adore thine infinite goodness, the earth is full of it. But what mind can conceive, what tongue can tell, the wonders of thy love in giving thy beloved Son to save a perishing world! O the height and depth of this love! How many thousand sinners have been pardoned through Christ, and yet pardoning grace is still offered! How long does divine pity wait over sinners! How long hast thou had patience with me!

At length I come; I come worshipping at thy footstool, admiring the riches of thy grace in Christ; admiring that goodness which offers me a thousand blessings by the Gospel, and which has laid up more for me than can enter into my heart to conceive. Accept, O God, accept thine own creature, lying_prostrate before thee;

make me one more instance of pardoning and saving grace, that I may shew forth thy praises in thy earthly temples; and may go, ere long, to sing thy praises in thy temple above, through a dying and now risen and interceding Saviour. Amen.

HYMN,

THE ENCOURAGEMENT YOUNG PERSONS HAVE TO

SEEK CHRIST.

Ye hearts with youthful vigour warm,
In smiling crowds draw near;
And turn from every mortal charm,
A Saviour's voice to hear.

He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you;
And lays his radiant glories by,
Your friendship to pursue.

"The soul that longs to see my face,

"Is sure my love to gain;

"And those that early seek my grace

"Shall never seek in vain."

What object, Lord, my soul should move,
If once compar'd with thee!

What beauty should command my love,
Like what in Christ I see.