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NATIONAL HYMNS.

The guilt is ours, but grace is Thine; O turn us not away;

But hear us from Thy lofty throne, And help us when we pray.

2 Our fathers' sins were manifold, And ours no less, we own; Yet wondrously, from age to age, Thy goodness hath been shown. When dangers, like a stormy sea, Beset our country round,

To Thee we looked, to Thee we cried, And help in Thee we found.

3 Though love and might no longer heal By touch or word or look;

Though they who do Thy work must read Thy laws in nature's book:

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Yet come to cleanse the sick man's soul, Come, cleanse the leprous taint, Give joy and peace where all is strife, And strength where all is faint.

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4 With one consent we meekly bow Beneath Thy chastening hand, And, pouring forth confession meet, Mourn with our mourning land. With pitying eye behold our need, As thus we lift our prayer; Correct us with Thy judgments, Lord, Then let Thy mercy spare.

J. H. Gurney. rod.

C. M.( 363.)

LORD, while for all mankind we pray,

Of every coast, O hear us for our native land ,­The land we love the most.

2 Our father's sepulchres are here, And here our kindred dwell: