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heart, we may dxalt it alfo. Upon this principle I recommend 
the following hymn of the celebrated author juft mentioned* 
I 
When all thy mercies , 0 my god,. 
My rifling foul furveys ; 
Tranf ported with the view , I'm loft 
In wonder , love, and praife. 
II. 
0 how ft all words with equal warmth 
the gratitude declare , 
That glows within my ravift' d heart l 
But thou canfl read it there. 
III. 
7 hy providence my life fuflam d r 
And all my wants redrefs't , 
When in the felent womb I lay , 
An hung upon the breaft . 
IV. 
To all my weak complaints and cries' 
Thy mercy lent an ear , 
E'er yet my feeble thoughts had learnt 
To form, themfelves in pray r.. 
V. 
Unnumber d comforts to my foul , 
Thy tender care beflow' d. 
Before my infant heart conceiv'd , 
From whom thofe comforts flow'd . 
When 
