...thro" the pleaftng Snares of Vice, .More to be fear'd than they. When worn with Sicknefs, ol't haft Thou With Health renew'd my Face; And when in Sins and Sorrows Ic.ik, Reviv'd my Soul with Grace. Thy bounteous Hand, with worldly Blift, Has made my Cup run o'er,...

...pleating Snares of Vice, More to be fear'd than they. Whe» I 120] VHP. When worn with Sicknefs, oft hall thou With Health renew'd my Face ; And, when in Sins and Sorrows funk, Reviv'd my Soul with Grace. IX. Thy bounteous Hand, with worldly Blifs, Hath made my Cup run...

...Man. y. Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths, It gently clear'd my Way, And through the pleating Snares of vice, More to be fear'd than they. 8. When worn wich Sicknefs.oft haft them With health renew'd my face ; And when in Sins and forrows funk, Reviv'd...

...to Man. 7 Thro' hidden Dangers, Toils, and Deaths, It gently clear'd my Way ; And thro' the pleafing Snares of Vice, More to be fear'd than they. 8 When worn with Sicknefs, oft haft thou With Health renew'd thy Face ; And, when in Sin and Sorrow funk, Reviv'd my...

...Man. V 7. Through hidden Dangers, Toils, and Deaths, It gently clear'd my Way, And through the pleafmg Snares of Vice, More to be fear'd than they. 8. When worn with Sicknefs, oft haft thou With Healihvrenew'd my Face ; And when in Sms and Sorrow funk, Reviv'd my Soul...

...With heedless steps I ran ; Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, And led me on to man. v. When worn by sickness oft hast thou With health renew'd my face...sins and sorrows sunk, Reviv'd my soul with grace. VI. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss H«s made my cup run o'er ; And in a kind and faithful friend...

...safe, And led me up to man. v Thro' hidden dangers, toils and deaths, It gently clear'd my way ; Ev'n through the pleasing snares of vice,; More to be fear'd than they. THE SAME. — (CONTINUED) I O how shall words, with equal warmth The gratitude declare, That glows...

...dangers, toils, and deaths, vIII. « When worn with sickness, ofl hast Thou . Reviv'd my soul with grace, With health renew'd my face, And, when in sins and sorrows sunk, , IX. ' Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Has made my cup nn o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend...

...It gently clear'd my way, And thro' the pleasing snares of vice, More to be fear'd than they. VIII. When worn with sickness, oft hast thou With health...sins and sorrows sunk, Reviv'd my soul with grace. IX. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss Has made my cup run o'er, And in a kind and faithful friend...

...gently clear' d my way ; And through the pleasing snares of vie more to be fear'd than they. -^ VIII. When worn with sickness, oft hast thou with health...sins and sorrows sunk, reviv'd my soul with grace. IX. Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss hath made my cup run o'er ; And in a kind and faithful friend...