3 Come, let us share, without delay, The blessings of his grace; Nor shall the years of distant life Their mem'ry e'er efface.

4 O, may our children ever haste To seek their fathers' God, Nor e'er forsake the happy path Their fathers' feet have trod.



53. C. M. Milton.

"The Lord God is a Sun and Shield." Ps. 84.

1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair, O Lord of hosts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are Where thou dost dwell so near!

2 Happy, who in thy house reside, Where thee they ever praise, Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways.

3 They pass through sorrow's thirsty vale, That dry and barren ground, As through a fruitful, wat'ry dale, Where springs and showers abound.

4 They journey on from strength to strength, With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Zion do appear.

5 For God the Lord, both sun and shield, Gives grace and glory bright; No good from them shall be withheld Whose ways are just and right.



54. L. M. Salisbury Co.

House of God.

1 Lo, God is here! Let us adore, And humbly bow before his face; Let all within us feel his power; Let all within us seek his grace.

2 Lo, God is here! Him, day and night United choirs of angels sing: To him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest homage bring.

3 Being of beings! may thy praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stand before thy face— Still hear and do thy sovereign will.



55. L. M. New York Coll.

Sabbath Day.

1 We bless thee for this sacred day, Thou who hast every blessing given, Which sends the dreams of earth away, And yields a glimpse of opening heaven.

2 Lord, in this day of holy rest, We would improve the calm repose; And, in thy service truly blest, Forget the world, its joys and woes.

3 Lord! may thy truth, upon the heart, Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew, And flowers of grace in freshness start Where once the weeds of error grew.

4 May prayer now lift her sacred wings, Contented with that aim alone Which bears her to the King of kings, And rests her at his sheltering throne.



56. C. M. Montgomery.

Introduction to Evening Worship.

1 On the first Christian Sabbath eve, When his disciples met O'er his lost fellowship to grieve, Nor knew the Scripture yet,—

2 Lo! in their midst his form was seen,— The form in which he died; Their Master's marred and wounded mien,— His hands, his feet, his side.

3 Then were they glad their Lord to know, And hailed him, yet with fear;— Jesus, again thy presence show; Meet thy disciples here.

4 Be in our midst; let faith rejoice Our risen Lord to view, And make our spirits hear thy voice Say, "Peace be unto you!"



57. C. M. Watts.

Going to Church. Ps. 122.

1 How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, "In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day!"

2 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair: The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there.

3 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest; With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest.

4 My soul shall pray for Zion still While life or breath remains; There my best friends, my kindred, dwell; There God, my Saviour, reigns.



58. L. M. Stennett.

Sabbath Morning.

1 Another six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun: Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day which God hath blest.

2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies, And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it knows!

3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties let the day— In holy pleasures—pass away: How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end!



59. 7s. M. Miss H. F. Gould.

The Sabbath.

1 Choice of God, thou blessed day, At thy dawn the grave gave way To the power of him within, Who had, sinless, bled for sin.

2 Thine the radiance to illume First, for man, the dismal tomb, When its bars their weakness owned, There revealing death dethroned.

3 Then the Sun of righteousness Rose, a darkened world to bless, Bringing up from mortal night Immortality and light.

4 Day of glory, day of power, Sacred be thine every hour, Emblem, earnest of the rest That remaineth for the blest!



60. C. M. Mrs. Bareauld.

The Lord's Day Morning.

1 Again the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day.

2 O what a night was that which wrapped The heathen world in gloom! O what a sun which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb!

3 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue.

4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn.



61. L. M. Watts.

Sabbath on Earth and in Heaven. Ps. 92.

1 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night.

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest! No mortal cares shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound.

3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word: Thy works of grace, how bright they shine, How deep thy counsels, how divine!

4 But I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart, And, raised to holier courts above, I praise thee with a purer love.

5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wished below; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy.



62. C. P. M. Merrick.

The Sabbath and the Earthly Temple.

1 The joyful morn, my God, is come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, Thy presence to adore: My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend And tread the hallowed floor.

2 With holy joy I hail the day, That warns my thirsting soul away; What transports fill my breast! For, lo! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And leads me to his rest!

3 Hither, from earth's remotest end, Lo! the redeemed of God ascend, Their tribute hither bring; Here, crowned with everlasting joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ, And hail the immortal King.



63. C. M. Watts.

Longing for the House of God.

1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit faints away Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand; And they must drink, or die.

3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love.

4 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing.



64. L. M. Heber.

The Worship of Earth and Heaven.

1 Hosanna! Lord, thine angels cry: Hosanna! Lord, we hear reply: Above, beneath us, and around, The dead and living swell the sound.

2 O Father! with protecting care Meet us in this, thy house of prayer; Assembled in Messiah's name, Thy promised blessing here we claim.

3 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, Eternal! let thy Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy thee.



65. L. M. Watts.

Watchfulness and Brotherly Reproof. Ps. 141.

1 My God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense, in thy house; And let my nightly worship rise Sweet as the evening sacrifice.

2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path where sinners lead.

3 O may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wandering way; Their gentle words, like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer, my head.

4 When I behold them prest with grief I'll cry to heaven for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove How much I prize their faithful love.



66. L. M. Watts.

The Pleasure of Public Worship. Ps. 84.

1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are! With long desire my spirit faints To meet the assemblies of thy saints.

2 Blest are the souls who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face and learn thy praise.

3 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate; God is their Strength; and through the road They lean upon their Helper, God.

4 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length; Till all before thy face appear, And join the nobler worship there.



67. L. M. C. Robbins.

"Speak, Lord, for thy servant heareth."

1 While thus thy throne of grace we seek, O God, within our spirits speak! For we will hear thy voice to-day, Nor turn our hardened hearts away.

2 Speak in thy gentlest tones of love, Till all our best affections move; We long to hear no meaner call, But feel that Thou art all in all.

3 To conscience speak thy quickening word, Till all its sense of sin is stirred: For we would leave no stain of guile, To cloud the radiance of thy smile.

4 Speak, Father, to the anxious heart, Till every fear and doubt depart: For we can find no home or rest, Till with thy Spirit's whispers blest.



68. H. M. Roman Breviary.

For a Blessing on Worship.

1 Here, gracious God! do thou For evermore draw nigh; Accept each faithful prayer, And mark each suppliant sigh: In copious shower, on all who pray, This holy day, thy blessings pour.

2 Here may we find from heaven The grace which we implore; And may that grace once given, Be with us evermore: Until that day, when all the blest To endless rest are called away.



69. L. M. Sun. School H. B.

Sabbath Hymn.

1 Called by the Sabbath bells away, Unto thy holy temple, Lord, I'll go, with willing mind to pray, To praise thy name and hear thy word.

2 O sacred day of peace and joy, Thy hours are ever dear to me; Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy The holy calm I find in thee.

3 Dear are thy peaceful hours to me, For God has given them in his love, To tell how calm, how blest shall be The endless day of heaven above.



70. L. M. Mrs. Barbauld.

The Worship of the Heart.

1 When, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his Maker, God, What rites, what honors shall he pay? How spread his Sovereign's praise abroad?

2 From marble domes and gilded spires, Shall curling clouds of incense rise? And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly pomp of sacrifice?

3 Vain, sinful man! creation's Lord Thy golden offerings well may spare: But give thy heart, and thou shalt find Here dwells a God who heareth prayer.



71. 7s. M. Sun. School H. B.

Sunday Evening.

1 Sacred day, forever blest! Day of all our days the best! Welcome hours of praise and prayer, Free from toil, fatigue, and care!

2 Happy, truly happy, Lord, Those who hear and read thy word! Happy those who dwell with thee! Who thy grace and glory see.

3 We once more have heard thy voice, Lord, in thee our souls rejoice; Borne by faith to worlds on high, Called to reign above the sky.

4 Though this day of rest we close, Still in thee our hearts repose; Guide and guard us all our days: O may all our lives be praise!



72. 7s. M. 6l. J. Taylor.

Invitation to pure Worship.

1 At the portals of thy house, Lord, we leave our mortal cares: Nobler thoughts our souls engage, Songs of praise, and fervent prayers. Pure and contrite hearts alone Find acceptance at thy throne.

2 Hapless men, whose footsteps stray From the temple of the Lord! Teach them Zion's heavenly way; To their feet thy light afford. Let the world unite to raise Solemn harmonies of praise.



73. L. M. 6l. C. Wesley.

Worship in spirit and in truth.

1 Father of omnipresent grace! We seem agreed to seek thy face: But every soul assembled here Doth naked in thy sight appear; Thou know'st who only bows the knee, And who in heart approaches thee.

2 To-day, while it is called to-day, Awake and stir us up to pray; The spirit of thy word impart, And breathe the life into our heart; Our weakness help, our darkness chase, And guide us by the light of grace.



74. L. M. Doddridge.

Subjection to the Father of Spirits.

1 Eternal Source of light and thought! Be all beneath thyself forgot, Whilst thee, great parent-mind, we own, In prostrate homage round thy throne.

2 Whilst in themselves our souls survey Of thee some faint reflected ray, They wondering to their Father rise: His power how vast! his thoughts how wise!

3 O may we live before thy face, The willing subjects of thy grace; And through each path of duty move, With filial awe, and filial love.



75. L. M. Montgomery.

Public Worship.

1 God in his temple let us meet, In spirit, low before him bend: Here he hath fixed his mercy-seat, Here on his Sabbath we attend.

2 Arise into thy resting-place, Thou, and thine ark of strength, O Lord! Shine through the veil, we seek thy face: Speak, for we hearken to thy word.

3 With righteousness thy priests array: Joyful thy favored people be: Let those who teach, and those who pray, Let all—be holiness to thee!



76. L. M. 6l. Dryden.

The Divine Spirit implored.

1 Creator Spirit, by whose light The sleeping worlds were called from night! Come, visit every pious mind, Come, pour thy joys on human kind; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make us temples worthy thee.

2 Plenteous in grace descend from high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy; Our frailty help, our vice control, Thou ruler of our secret soul! And, lest our feet should haply stray Protect and guide us in the way.



77. L. M. J. Wesley.

"The healthful spirit of God's grace."

1 Spirit of grace, and health, and power! Fountain of light and love below! Abroad thy healing influence shower; On all thy servants let it flow.

2 Inflame our hearts with perfect love; In us the work of faith fulfil: So not heaven's host shall swifter move, Than we on earth to do thy will.

3 Father! 'tis thine each day to yield Thy children's wants a fresh supply; Thou cloth'st the lilies of the field, And hearest the young ravens cry.

4 On thee we cast our care; we live Through thee, who know'st our every need: O feed us with thy grace, and give Our souls this day the living bread!



78. C. M. Doddridge.

Life dedicated to God.

1 Shine on our souls, eternal God! With rays of beauty shine; O let thy favor crown our days, And all their round be thine.

2 Did we not raise our hands to thee, Our hands might toil in vain; Small joy success itself could give, If thou thy love restrain.

3 With thee let every week begin; With thee each day be spent; For thee each fleeting hour improved, Since each by thee is lent.

4 Thus cheer us through the checkered road, Till all our labors cease, And heaven refresh our weary souls With everlasting peace.



79. 7s. M. S. F. Smith.

Sabbath Evening.

1 Softly fades the twilight ray Of the holy Sabbath day; Gently as life's setting sun; When the Christian's course is run.

2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth, as daylight fades; All things tell of calm repose At the holy Sabbath's close.

3 Peace is on the world abroad; 'Tis the holy peace of God,— Symbol of the peace within, When the spirit rests from sin.

4 Still the Spirit lingers near, Where the evening worshipper Seeks communion with the skies, Pressing onward to the prize.



CLOSE OF WORSHIP.



80. L. M. Anonymous.

Close of Worship. Evening.

1 Ere to the world again we go, Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, Thy grace once more, O God, we crave, From folly and from sin to save.

2 May the great truths we here have heard— The lessons of thy holy word— Dwell in our inmost bosoms deep, And all our souls from error keep.

3 Oh! may the influence of this day, Long as our memory with us stay, And as an angel guardian prove, To guide us to our home above.



81. C. M. Cappe's Sel.

Prayer for Divine Direction.

1 Eternal Source of life and light, Supremely good and wise, To thee we bring our grateful vows, To thee lift up our eyes.

2 Our dark and erring minds illume With truth's celestial rays; Inspire our hearts with sacred love, And tune our lips to praise.

3 Safely conduct us, by thy grace, Through life's perplexing road; And place us, when that journey's o'er At thy right hand, O God.



82. 8s. 7s. & 4s. Jay.

Prayer for a Blessing.

1 Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit, Bless the sower and the seed; Let each heart thy grace inherit; Raise the weak, the hungry feed; From the gospel Now supply thy people's need.

2 O, may all enjoy the blessing Which thy word's designed to give, Let us all, thy love possessing, Joyfully the truth receive, And forever To thy praise and glory live.



83. C. M. Montgomery.

After Divine Service.

1 Again our ears have heard the voice At which the dead shall live; O, may the sound our hearts rejoice, And strength immortal give!

2 And have we heard the word with joy? And have we felt its power? To keep it be our blest employ, Till life's extremest hour.



84. 8 & 7s. M. Bickersteth.

Closing Hymn.

1 Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me. Through my pilgrimage below, And beside the waters lead me, Where thy flock rejoicing go.

2 Lord, thy guardian presence ever, Meekly kneeling, I implore; I have found thee, and would never, Never wander from thee more.



85. 7s. M. Peabody's Coll.

Closing Supplication.

1 Father! bless thy word to all; Quick and powerful may it prove; O, may sinners hear thy call, May thy people grow in love.

2 Father, bid the world rejoice; Send thy heavenly truth abroad; May the nations hear thy voice, Hear it, and return to God.



86. C. M. Bp. Heber.

"The Seed is the Word of God."

1 O God, by whom the seed is given, By whom the harvest blest; Whose word, like manna showered from heaven Is planted in our breast.

2 Preserve it from the passing feet, And plunderers of the air; The sultry sun's intenser heat, And weeds of worldly care!

3 Though buried deep, or thinly strewn, Do thou thy grace supply: The hope in earthly furrows sown Shall ripen in the sky.



87. C. M. Anonymous.

"God giveth the Increase."

1 Now, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown, Be it thy servants' care Thy heavenly blessing to bring down By humble, fervent prayer.

2 In vain we plant without thine aid, And water, too, in vain: Lord of the harvest, God of grace, Send down thy heavenly rain.

3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and tongues Begin this song divine— "Thou, Lord, hast given the rich increase, And be the glory thine."



88. L. M. H. Ballou.

Dismission.

1 From worship, now, thy church dismiss— But not without thy blessing, Lord; O grant a taste of heavenly bliss, And seal instruction from thy word.

2 Oft may these pleasant scenes return When we shall meet to worship thee; Oft may our hearts within us burn To hear thy word, thy goodness see.

3 And when these pleasant scenes are past, To thee, our God, O may we come, And meet th' assembled world at last, In Zion, our eternal home.



89. H. M. J. Newton.

The Same.

On what has now been sown Thy blessing, Lord, bestow; The power is thine alone To make it spring and grow. Do thou the gracious harvest raise, And thou alone shalt have the praise.



90. H. M. E. Turner.

Thanks at the Close of Service.

1 Kind Lord, before thy face Again with joy we bow, For all the gifts and grace Thou dost on us bestow. Our tongues would all thy love proclaim, And chant the honors of thy name.

2 Here, in thine earthly house, Our joyful souls have met; Here paid our solemn vows, And felt our union sweet. For this our tongues thy love proclaim, And chant the honors of thy name.

3 Now may we dwell in peace Till here again we come; And may our love increase Till thou shalt bring us home. Then shall our tongues thy love proclaim, And chant the honors of thy name.



91. 8 & 7s. M. C. Robbins.

Close of Worship. Evening.

1 Lo! the day of rest declineth; Gather fast the shades of night— May the Sun that ever shineth, Fill our souls with heavenly light.

2 Softly now the dew is falling; Peace o'er all the scene is spread;— On his children meekly calling, Purer influence God will shed.

3 While thine ear of love addressing, Thus our parting hymn we sing, Father, give thine evening blessing; Fold us safe beneath thy wing.



92. C. M. Kippis' Coll.

Close of Evening Worship.

1 Soon will our fleeting hours be past; And, as the setting sun Sinks downward in the radiant west, Our parting beams be gone.

2 May He, from whom all blessings flow, Our sacred rites attend, Uniting all in wisdom's ways, Till life's short journey end;

3 And as the rapid sands run down, Our virtue still improve, Till each receive the glorious crown Of never-fading love.



93. L. M. Heber.

Close of Service.

1 Lord, now we part in thy blest name, In which we here together came: Grant us our few remaining days To work thy will and spread thy praise.

2 Teach us in life and death to bless The Lord our strength and righteousness; And grant us all to meet above; Then shall we better sing thy love.



94. 7s. M. Montgomery.

Praise from all Lands.

1 All ye nations, praise the Lord; All ye lands, your voices raise; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord, forever praise.

2 For his truth and mercy stand, Past and present, and to be, Like the years of his right hand, Like his own eternity.

3 Praise him, ye who know his love; Praise him from the depths beneath; Praise him in the heights above; Praise your Maker, all that breathe.



95. L. M. Watts.

The Joy and Blessing of Worship.

1 Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee; At once they sing, at once they pray, They hear of heaven and learn the way.

2 O, write upon our memory, Lord, The text and doctrines of thy word: That we may break thy laws no more, But love thee better than before.



96. 8 & 7s. M. S. F. Adams.

Close of Worship.

1 Part in peace! is day before us? Praise his name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o'er us? Bless His care who guards the night.

2 Part in peace! with deep thanksgiving, Rendering, as we homeward tread, Gracious service to the living, Tranquil memory to the dead.

3 Part in peace! such are the praises God, our Maker, loveth best; Such the worship that upraises Human hearts to heavenly rest.



97. L. M. Anonymous.

Close of Worship. Evening.

1 While now upon this Sabbath eve, Thy house, Almighty God, we leave 'Tis sweet, as sinks the setting sun, To think on all our duties done.

2 Oh! evermore may all our bliss Be peaceful, pure, divine, like this; And may each Sabbath, as it flies, Fit us for joy beyond the skies.



98. 8 & 7s. M. Toplady's Coll.

Dismission.

1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Hope and comfort from above; Let us each, thy peace possessing, Triumph in redeeming love.

2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy Gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound.



99. L. M. Montgomery.

Sunday Evening.

1 Millions within thy courts have been; Millions this day have bent the knee; But thou, soul-searching God! hast seen The hearts of all that worshipped thee.

2 From east to west the sun surveyed, From north to south, adoring throngs; And still, where evening stretched her shade, The stars came forth to hear their songs.

3 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To those in trouble thou wert nigh; Not one hath sought thy face in vain.

4 Yet one prayer more;—and be it one, In which both heaven and earth accord: Fulfil thy promise to thy Son; Let all that breathe call Jesus Lord!



100. L. M. Moravian.

The Lord's Prayer.

1 Thy name be hallowed evermore; O God! thy kingdom come with power! Thy will be done, and day by day, Give us our daily bread, we pray:

2 Lord! evermore to us be given The living bread that came from heaven: Water of life on us bestow, Thou art the Source, the Fountain thou.



CHARACTER, ATTRIBUTES AND PROVIDENCE OF GOD.



101. L. M. Mrs. Steele.

Being of God.

1 There is a God—all nature speaks, Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies: See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When first the beams of morning rise.

2 The rising sun, serenely bright, O'er the wide world's extended frame Inscribes, in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name.

3 The flowery tribes, all blooming, rise Above the weak attempts of art; Their bright, inimitable dyes Speak sweet conviction to the heart.

4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of a God; Come, bow before him, and adore.



102. S. M. Mrs. Steele.

God our Father.

1 My Father! cheering name! O, may I call thee mine? Give me the humble hope to claim A portion so divine.

2 Whate'er thy will denies, I calmly would resign; For thou art just, and good, and wise: O, bend my will to thine!

3 Whate'er thy will ordains, O give me strength to bear Still let me know a father reigns, And trust a father's care.

4 Thy ways are little known To my weak, erring sight; Yet shall my soul, believing, own That all thy ways are right.

5 My Father!—blissful name! Above expression dear! If thou accept my humble claim, I bid adieu to fear.



103. L. M. Bryant.

The Paternal Love of God.

1 Father! to thy kind love we owe All that is fair and good below; Bestower of the health that lies On tearless cheeks and cheerful eyes!

2 Giver of sunshine and of rain! Ripener of fruits on hill and plain! Fountain of light, that, rayed afar, Fills the vast urns of sun and star!

3 Yet deem we not that thus alone, Thy mercy and thy love are shown; For we have learned, with higher praise, And holier names, to speak thy ways.

4 In woe's dark hour, our kindest stay! Sole trust when life shall pass away! Teacher of hopes that light the gloom Of death, and consecrate the tomb!



104. C. M. Martineau's Coll.

Omnipotence of God.

1 'Twas God who fixed the rolling spheres, And stretched the boundless skies, Who formed the plan of endless years, And bade the ages rise.

2 From everlasting is his might, Immense and unconfined; He pierces through the realms of light, And rides upon the wind.

3 He darts along the burning sky; Loud thunders round him roar; Through worlds above his terrors fly, While worlds below adore.

4 He speaks,—great nature's wheels stand still And leave their wonted round; The mountains melt; each trembling hill Forsakes its ancient bound.

5 Ye worlds, and every living thing, Fulfil his high command; Pay grateful homage to your King, And own his ruling hand.



105. C. M. H. K. White.

Almighty Power and Majesty of God.

1 The Lord our God is clothed with might; The winds obey his will; He speaks, and in the heavenly height The rolling sun stands still.

2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore.

3 Ye winds of night, your force combine Without his high behest, Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest.

4 His voice sublime is heard afar; In distant peals it dies; He binds the whirlwinds to his car, And sweeps the howling skies.

5 Ye nations, bend; in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God.



106. C. M. Watts.

God is Everywhere.

1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye.

2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest; My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast.

3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they're formed within; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean.

4 O, wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side.

5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love.



107. L. M. Spirit of the Psalms.

Eternity of God.

1 Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, Or heaven and earth in order stood, Before the birth of ancient time, From everlasting thou art God.

2 A thousand ages, in their flight, With thee are as a fleeting day; Past, present, future, to thy sight At once their various scenes display.

3 But our brief life's a shadowy dream, A passing thought, that soon is o'er, That fades with morning's earliest beam, And fills the musing mind no more.

4 To us, O Lord, the wisdom give, Each passing moment so to spend, That we at length with thee may live Where life and bliss shall never end.



108. C. M. 6l. Conder.

Where is God?

1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea, Above that dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high; Yet dear the awful thought to me, That thou, my God, art nigh.

2 We hear thy voice when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air; The waves obey thy dread control: Yet still thou art not there. Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere?

3 O, not in circling depth, or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There does his spirit rest. O come, thou Presence Infinite, And make thy creatures blest.



109. L. M. Watts.

The all-seeing God.

1 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through; Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers.

2 Within thy circling power I stand; On every side I find thy hand: Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God.

3 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent! what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost.

4 O may these thoughts possess my breast Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin; for God is there.



110. L. M. 6l. Montgomery.

God Good and Omniscient.

1 How precious are thy thoughts of peace, O God! to me,—how great the sum! New every morn, they never cease; They were, they are, and yet shall come, In number and in compass more Than ocean's sand, or ocean's shore.

2 Search me, O God! and know my heart, Try me, my secret soul survey; And warn thy servant to depart From every false and evil way: So shall thy truth my guidance be, In life and immortality.



111. L. M. Blacklock.

Omniscience and Omnipresence.

1 Father of all, omniscient Mind, Thy wisdom who can comprehend? Its highest point what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend?

2 If up to heaven's ethereal height, Thy prospect to elude, I rise, In splendor there supremely bright, Thy presence shall my sight surprise.

3 Thee, mighty God, my wondering soul, Thee, all her conscious powers adore, Whose being circumscribes the whole, Whose eyes the universe explore.

4 Thine essence fills this breathing frame; It glows in every vital part, Lights up our souls with livelier flame, And feeds with life each beating heart.

5 To thee, from whom our being came, Whose smile is all the heaven we know, Inspired with this exalted theme, To thee our grateful strains shall flow.



112. C. M. Watts.

Infinity of God.

1 Great God, how infinite art thou! How weak and frail are we! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And homage pay to thee.

2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere earth or heaven was made; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead.

3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view; To thee there's nothing old appears, Great God, there's nothing new.

4 Our lives through varying scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares, While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs.



113. S. P. M. Watts.

The Majesty of God.

1 The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crowned, Arrayed in robes of light, Begirt with sovereign might, And rays of majesty around.

2 Upheld by thy commands, The world securely stands, And skies and stars obey thy word; Thy throne was fixed on high Ere stars adorned the sky; Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord.

3 Thy promises are true; Thy grace is ever new; There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove; Thy saints, with holy fear, Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love.



114. 8 & 7s. M. Bowring.

God is Love.

1 God is love; his mercy brightens All the path in which we rove; Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens; God is wisdom, God is love.

2 Chance and change are busy ever; Man decays, and ages move; But his mercy waneth never; God is wisdom, God is love.

3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will his changeless goodness prove; From the gloom his brightness streameth, God is wisdom, God is love.

4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above: Everywhere his glory shineth; God is wisdom, God is love.



115. L. M. Fergus.

God the Creator.

1 The Spirit moved upon the waves That darkly rolled, a shoreless sea; He spake the word, and light burst forth, A glorious, bright immensity.

2 At his command, the mountains heaved Their rocky pinnacles on high, Island and continent displayed Their desert grandeur to the sky.

3 The voice of God was heard again, And lovely flowers and graceful trees Appeared on every vale and plain, And perfumes floated on the breeze.

4 The word went forth, and vast and high The heavenly orbs gave out their light, O'er all the earth and sea and sky; The rulers of the day and night.



116. L. M. 6l. Montgomery's Coll.

Omnipresence of God.

1 Above, below, where'er I gaze, Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view, Traced in the midnight planets' blaze, Or glist'ning in the morning dew: Whate'er is beautiful or fair, Is but thine own reflection there.

2 And when the radiant orb of light Hath tipped the mountain tops with gold Smote with the blaze, my weary sight Shrinks from the wonders I behold; That ray of glory, bright and fair, Is but thy living shadow there.

3 Thine is the silent noon of night, The twilight eve, the dewy morn; Whate'er is beautiful and bright, Thy hands have fashioned to adorn. Thy glory walks in every sphere, And all things whisper, "God is here."



117. C. M. Watts.

The Perfections of God.

1 How shall I praise th' eternal God, That infinite Unknown? Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne?

2 Those watchful eyes that never sleep, Survey the world around: His wisdom is a boundless deep, Where all our thoughts are drowned.

3 Speak we of strength, his arm is strong, To save or to destroy: To him eternal years belong, And never-ending joy.

4 He knows no shadow of a change, Nor alters his decrees; Firm as a rock his truth remains, To guard his promises.



118. C. M. Drennan.

"God is a Spirit."

1 The heaven of heavens cannot contain The universal Lord; Yet he in humble hearts will deign To dwell and be adored.

2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice Of fervent praise and prayer, Or on the earth, or in the skies, The God of heaven is there.

3 His presence is diffused abroad Through realms, through worlds unknown; Who seek the mercies of our God Are ever near his throne.



119. C. M. Watts.

Power, Wisdom and Goodness of God.

1 I sing the mighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good.

4 There's not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne.



120. L. M. Mrs. Gilman.

God our Father.

1 Is there a lone and dreary hour, When worldly pleasures lose their power? My Father! let me turn to thee, And set each thought of darkness free.

2 Is there a time of rushing grief, Which scorns the prospect of relief? My Father! break the cheerless gloom, And bid my heart its calm resume.

3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul's employ? My Father! still my hopes will roam, Until they rest with thee, their home.

4 The noontide blaze, the midnight scene, The dawn, or twilight's sweet serene, The glow of life, the dying hour, Shall own my Father's grace and power.



121. 10s. M. Mme. Guion.

God Incomprehensible.

1 Almighty Former of creation's plan, Faintly reflected in thine image, man; Holy and just,—the greatness of whose name Rules and supports this universal frame:—

2 Whose spirit fills the infinitude of space,— Who art thyself thine own vast dwelling place;— Soul of our soul, whom yet no sense of ours Discerns, eluding our most active powers:—

3 Encircling shades attend thine awful throne, That veil thy face, and keep thee still unknown; Unknown, though dwelling in our inmost part, Lord of the thoughts, and Sovereign of the heart!



122. C. M. Wallace.

God seen in his Works.

1 There's not a star whose twinkling light Illumes the distant earth, And cheers the solemn gloom of night, But goodness gave it birth.

2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil Upon the parching clod, And clothe with verdure vale and hill, That is not sent by God.

3 There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found; For God is everywhere.

4 Around, within, below, above, Wherever space extends, There Heaven displays its boundless love, And power with goodness blends.



123. C. M. Watts.

God the Creator.

1 Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise; Thee all thy creatures sing: While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace, ring.

2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky! How glorious to behold! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And decked with sparkling gold.

3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight.

4 Almighty power, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, God.



124. S. M. Mrs. Steele.

God, our Creator and Benefactor.

1 My Maker and my King! To thee my all I owe: Thy sovereign bounty is the spring, From whence my blessings flow.

2 Thou ever good and kind! A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind My heart to grateful love.

3 The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live: My God! thy benefits demand More praise than tongue can give.

4 O let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine; Let all my powers to thee aspire, And all my days be thine.



125. L. M. Watts.

The Good Providence of God. Ps. 36.

1 High in the heavens, eternal God! Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs.

2 Forever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands; Thy judgments are a mighty deep.

3 Thy providence is kind and large; Both man and beast thy bounty share; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care.

4 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word.



126. L. M. Kippis.

God Incomprehensible.

1 Great God! in vain man's narrow view Attempts to look thy nature through; Our laboring powers with reverence own Thy glories never can be known.

2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought, Who countless years his God has sought, Such wondrous height or depth can find, Or fully trace thy boundless mind.

3 And yet thy kindness deigns to show Enough for mortal minds to know; While wisdom, goodness, power divine, Through all thy works and conduct shine.

4 O, may our souls with rapture trace Thy works of nature and of grace: Explore thy sacred truth, and still Press on to know and do thy will.



127. C. M. Tate & Brady.

God Unchangeable.

1 Through endless years thou art the same, O thou eternal God; Each future age shall know thy name, And tell thy works abroad.

2 The strong foundations of the earth Of old by thee were laid; By thee the beauteous arch of heaven With matchless skill was made.

3 Soon may this goodly frame of things Created by thy hand, Be, like a vesture, laid aside, And changed at thy command.

4 But thy perfections, all divine, Eternal as thy days, Through everlasting ages shine, With undiminished rays.



128. C. M. Cowper.

Purposes of God developed by his Providence.

1 God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm.

2 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head.

3 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.

4 His purposes will ripen fast Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower.

5 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain.



129. S. M. Montgomery.

"The darkness and the light are both alike to thee."

1 In darkness as in light, Hidden alike from view, I sleep, I wake within His sight, Who looks existence through.

2 From the dim hour of birth, Through every changing state Of mortal pilgrimage on earth, Till its appointed date;

3 All that I am,—have been,— All that I yet may be, He sees at once, as he hath seen, And shall forever see.



130. C. M. Browne.

Universal Goodness of God.

1 Lord! thou art good: all nature shows Its mighty Author kind: Thy bounty through creation flows, Full, free, and unconfined.

2 The whole, and every part, proclaims Thine infinite good-will; It shines in stars, and flows in streams, And blooms on every hill.

3 We view it o'er the spreading main, And heavens which spread more wide; It drops in gentle showers of rain, And rolls in every tide.

4 Through the vast whole it pours supplies, Spreads joy through every part: O, may such love attract my eyes, And captivate my heart!

5 My highest admiration raise, My best affections move! Employ my tongue in songs of praise, And fill my heart with love!



131. L. M. Mme. Guion.

The Omnipresent Peace of God.

1 O Thou, by long experience tried, Near whom no grief can long abide;— My Lord, how full of sweet content My years of pilgrimage are spent!

2 All scenes alike engaging prove, To souls impressed with sacred love; Where'er they dwell, they dwell in thee, In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

3 To them remains nor place nor time; Their country is in every clime; They can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.

4 While place we seek, or place we shun, The soul finds happiness in none; But with a God to guide our way, 'Tis equal joy to go or stay.



132. C. M. Eng. Bap. Coll.

Providence Kind and Bountiful.

1 Thy kingdom, Lord, forever stands, While earthly thrones decay; And time submits to thy commands, While ages roll away.

2 Thy sovereign bounty freely gives Its unexhausted store; And universal nature lives On thy sustaining power.

3 Holy and just in all its ways Is Providence divine; In all its works, immortal rays Of power and mercy shine.

4 The praise of God—delightful theme!— Shall fill my heart and tongue; Let all creation bless his name, In one eternal song.



133. S. M. Watts.

A Holy God. Ps. 99.

1 Exalt the Lord our God, And worship at his feet; His nature is all holiness, And mercy is his seat.

2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, When Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, He gave his people rest.

3 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race; And oft he made his vengeance known, When they abused his grace.

4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same; Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name.



134. C. M. Tate & Brady.

God's Condescension.

1 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou! How glorious is thy name!

2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high, Employs my wondering sight,— The moon, that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light,—

3 Lord, what is man, that he is blessed With thy peculiar care! Why on his offspring is conferred Of love so large a share?

4 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou! How glorious is thy name!



135. L. M. Wm. Taylor.

God the Universal Benefactor.

1 God of the universe! whose hand Hath sown with suns the fields of space, Round which, obeying thy command, Unnumbered worlds fulfil their race:

2 How vast the region, where thy will Existence, form, and order gives! Pleased the wide cup with joy to fill, For all that grows, and feels, and lives.

3 Lord! while we thank thee, let us learn Beneficence to all below; Those praise thee best, whose bosoms burn Thy gifts on others to bestow.



136. L. M. C. Wesley.

The Holiness of God.

1 Holy as thou, O Lord, is none! Thy holiness is all thine own; A drop of that unbounded sea Is ours, a drop derived from thee.

2 And when thy purity we share, Only thy glory we declare; And humbled into nothing own, Holy and pure is God alone.

3 Sole self-existent God and Lord, By all the heavenly hosts adored! Let all on earth bow down to thee, And own thy peerless majesty.



137. 6s. M. Drummond.

Unity of God.

1 The God who reigns alone O'er earth, and sea, and sky, Let man with praises own, And sound his honors high.

2 Him all in heaven above, Him all on earth below, The exhaustless Source of love, The great Creator know.

3 He formed the living flame, He gave the reasoning mind; Then only He may claim The worship of mankind.

4 So taught his only Son, Blessed messenger of grace! The Eternal is but one, No second holds his place.



138. C. M. Thomson.

All-embracing Providence of God.

1 Jehovah God! thy gracious power On every hand we see; O may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee.

2 If, on the wings of morn, we speed To earth's remotest bound, Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, Thy love, our path surround.

3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies.

4 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend; Through every age, in every clime, Our Father, and our Friend!



139. C. M. Beddome.

The Mysteries of Providence.

1 Almighty God! thy wondrous works Of providence and grace, An angel's perfect mind exceed, And all our pride abase.

2 Stupendous heights! amazing depths! Creatures in vain explore: Or, if a transient glimpse we gain, 'Tis faint and quickly o'er.

3 Though all the mysteries lie concealed Beyond what we can see, Grant us the knowledge of ourselves, The knowledge, Lord, of thee.



140. L. M. Tate & Brady.

"Whither shall I go from thy presence?"

1 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising up and lying down; My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceived by me.

2 O could I so perfidious be, To think of once deserting thee! Where, Lord, could I thy influence shun? Or whither from thy presence run?

3 If I the morning's wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive.

4 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night, One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day.

5 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurks in any part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way.



141. L. M. 6l. W. Ray.

Perfection of God.

1 Thou art, almighty Lord of all, From everlasting still the same; Before thee dazzling seraphs fall, And veil their faces in a flame, To see such bright perfections glow— Such floods of glory from thee flow.

2 What mortal hand shall dare to paint A semblance of thy glory, Lord? The brightest rainbow-tints are faint; The brightest stars of heaven afford But dim effusions of those rays Of light that round Jehovah blaze.

3 The sun himself is but a gleam, A transient meteor, from thy throne; And every frail and fickle beam, That ever in creation shone, Is nothing, Lord, compared to thee In thy own vast immensity.

4 But though thy brightness may create All worship from the hosts above, What most thy name must elevate Is, that thou art a God of love; And mercy is the central sun Of all thy glories joined in one.



142. L. M. Watts.

"Canst thou find out the Almighty?"

1 Can creatures to perfection find Th' eternal, uncreated Mind? Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out?

2 God is a King of power unknown; Firm are the orders of his throne; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why or what he does?

3 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon The fainting sun grows dim at noon: The pillars of heaven's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof.

4 These are a portion of his ways: But who shall dare describe his face? Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand?



143. C. H. M. Anonymous.

The surpassing Glory of God.

1 Since o'er thy footstool here below Such radiant gems are strown, O what magnificence must glow, Great God, about thy throne! So brilliant here these drops of light— There the full ocean rolls—how bright!

2 If night's blue curtain of the sky— With thousand stars inwrought, Hung like a royal canopy With glittering diamonds fraught— Be, Lord, thy temple's outer veil, What splendor at the shrine must dwell!

3 The dazzling sun, at noon-day hour— Forth from his flaming vase Flinging o'er earth the golden shower Till vale and mountain blaze— But shows, O Lord, one beam of thine: What, then, the day where thou dost shine?

4 O how shall these dim eyes endure That noon of living rays! Or how our spirits so impure, Upon thy glory gaze!— Anoint, O Lord, anoint our sight, And fit us for that world of light.



144. C. M. Sternhold.

Majesty of God. Ps. 18.

1 The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally he rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain, And he, as sovereign Lord and King, Forevermore shall reign.



145. C. M. Watts.

Decrees and Providence of God.

1 Let the whole race of creatures lie Abased before the Lord: Whate'er his mighty hand has formed He governs with a word.

2 Ten thousand ages ere the skies Were into motion brought, All the long years and worlds to come Stood present to his thought.

3 Trusting thy wisdom, God of love, We would not wish to know What, in the book of thy decrees, Awaits us here below

4 Be this alone our fervent prayer,— Whate'er our lot shall be, Or joys, or sorrows, may they form Our souls for heaven and thee.



146. L. M. Walker's Coll.

"God, with whom is no Variableness."

1 All-powerful, self-existent God, Who all creation dost sustain! Thou wast, and art, and art to come, And everlasting is thy reign!

2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Through ages infinite, shall still With undiminished lustre shine.

3 Fountain of being! Source of good! Immutable thou dost remain! Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign.

4 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, If such the great Creator's will; But thou forever art the same, I AM, is thy memorial still.



147. C. M. Anonymous.

God Omnipresent.

1 There's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found, For God is everywhere.

2 Around, within, below, above, Wherever space extends, There heaven displays its boundless love, And power with mercy blends.

3 Then rise, my soul, and sing his name, And all his praise rehearse, Who spread abroad earth's wondrous frame, And built the universe.

4 Where'er thine earthly lot is cast, His power and love declare; Nor think the mighty theme too vast, For God is everywhere.



148. L. M. Anonymous.

Providence Mysterious.

1 Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design, Are framed upon thy throne above, And every dark or bending line Meets in the centre of thy love.

2 With feeble light, and half obscure, Poor mortals thine arrangements view, Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true.

3 They neither know nor trace the way; But, trusting to thy piercing eye, None of their feet to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die.

4 My favored soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at thy throne; Too weak thy secrets to discern, I'll trust thee for my guide alone.



GENERAL PRAISE.



149. L. M. Tate & Brady.

Praise to the great Jehovah.

1 Be thou, O God, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.

2 O God, our hearts are fixed and bent Their thankful tribute to present; And, with the heart, the voice, we'll raise To thee, our God, in songs of praise.

3 Thy praises, Lord, we will resound To all the listening nations round; Thy mercy highest heaven transcends; Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.

4 Be thou, O God, exalted high; And as thy glory fills the sky, So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there, obeyed.



150. 7s. M. Salisbury Coll.

Adoration.

1 Holy, holy, holy Lord, Be thy glorious name adored; Lord, thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail!

2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing.

3 There no tongue shall silent be; All shall join in harmony; That, through heaven's capacious round, Praise to thee may ever sound.

4 Lord, thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Holy, holy, holy Lord, Be thy glorious name adored.



151. 10s. & 11s. Grant.

God Glorious.

1 O, worship the King, all glorious above, And gratefully sing his wonderful love, Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise.

2 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain.

3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies how tender! how firm to the end! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend.

4 Father Almighty, how faithful thy love! While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise.



152. C. M. Hemans.

Invitation to offer Praise.

1 Praise ye the Lord; on every height Songs to his glory raise; Ye angel hosts, ye stars of night, Join in immortal praise.

2 O fire and vapor, hail and snow, Ye servants of his will; O stormy winds, that only blow His mandates to fulfil;—

3 Mountains and rocks, to heaven that rise Fair cedars of the wood; Creatures of life that wing the skies, Or track the plains for food;—

4 Judges of nations; kings, whose hand Waves the proud sceptre high; O youths and virgins of the land; O age and infancy;—

5 Praise ye his name, to whom alone All homage should be given, Whose glory, from th' eternal throne, Spreads wide o'er earth and heaven.



153. 7s. M. Milton.

Praise to God.

1 Let us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God; Who, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light;

3 Caused the golden-tressed sun All day long his course to run; And the moon to shine by night, 'Mongst her spangled sisters bright.

4 His own people he did bless, In the wasteful wilderness; He hath, with a piteous eye, Viewed us in our misery.

5 All his creatures he doth feed; His full hand supplies their need; Let us, therefore, warble forth His high majesty and worth.



154. L. M. Tate & Brady.

Praise and Holiness.

1 O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood and shall forever last.

2 Who can his mighty deeds express?— Not only vast, but numberless! What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?

3 Happy are they, and only they, Who from thy judgments never stray; Who know what's right, nor only so, But always practise what they know.

4 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford: When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me.



155. 7s. M. J. Taylor.

The Divine Glories Celebrated.

1 Glory be to God on high, God, whose glory fills the sky; Peace on earth to man forgiven, Man, the well-beloved of Heaven.

2 Favored mortals! raise the song; Endless thanks to God belong; Hearts o'erflowing with his praise, Join the hymns your voices raise.

3 Mark the wonders of his hand! Power no empire can withstand; Wisdom, angel's glorious theme; Goodness, one eternal stream.

4 Awful Being! from thy throne Send thy promised blessings down; Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace, Bid our raging passions cease.



156. H. M. Sacred Lyrics.

Perpetual Praise.

1 To thee, great Source of light! My thankful voice I'll raise; And all my powers unite To celebrate thy praise; And, till my voice is lost in death, May praise employ my every breath.

2 And when this feeble tongue Lies silent in the dust, My soul shall dwell among The spirits of the just; Then, with the shining hosts above, In nobler strains I'll sing thy love.



157. L. M. H. Ballou, 2d.

The Same.

1 Praise ye the Lord, around whose throne All heaven in ceaseless worship waits, Whose glory fills the worlds unknown— Praise ye the Lord from Zion's gates.

2 With mingling souls and voices join; To him the swelling anthem raise; Repeat his name with joy divine, And fill the temple with his praise.

3 All-gracious God, to thee we owe Each joy and blessing time affords,— Light, life, and health, and all below, Spring from thy presence, Lord of lords.

4 Thine be the praise, for thine the love That freely all our sins forgave, Pointed our dying eyes above, And showed us life beyond the grave.



158. L. M. Watts.

The Same. Ps. 145.

1 My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song.

2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee.

3 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise, And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue.

4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds Vast and unsearchable thy ways: Vast and immortal be thy praise.



159. 6s. 6s. & 4s. M. Anonymous.

The Same. Ps. 150.

1 Praise ye Jehovah's name; Praise through his courts proclaim; Rise and adore;— High o'er the heavens above Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power.

2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise Wide as his fame; There let the harp be found; Organs, with solemn sound, Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name.

3 While his high praise ye sing, Shake every sounding string: Sweet the accord!— He vital breath bestows: Let every breath that flows His noblest fame disclose— Praise ye the Lord.



160. H. M. Tate & Brady.

Praise from Heaven and Earth.

1 Ye boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's name; His praise your songs employ Above the starry frame: Your voices raise, Ye cherubim And seraphim, To sing his praise.

2 Let all adore the Lord, And praise his holy name, By whose almighty word They all from nothing came; And all shall last, From changes free; His firm decree Stands ever fast.



161. C. P. M. Ogilvie.

Praise from all Nature. Ps. 148.

1 Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name. Lo, heaven and earth and seas and skies In one melodious concert rise To swell th' inspiring theme.

2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode— Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God; Ye thunders, speak his power. Lo, on the lightning's rapid wings In triumph rides the King of Kings: Th' astonished worlds adore.

3 Ye deeps with roaring billows rise To join the thunders of the skies— Praise him who bids you roll. His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul.

4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing; Ye cheerful warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shaped your finer mould, Who tipped your glittering wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise.

5 Let man, by nobler passions swayed, The feeling heart, the reasoning head, In heavenly praise employ: Spread the Creator's name around, Till heaven's wide arch repeat the sound— The general burst of joy.



162. 10s. & 11s. M. Doddridge.

A Call to Praise.

1 O praise ye the Lord—prepare a new song, And let all his saints in full concert join; With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music divine.

2 Let praise to the Lord, who made us, ascend; Let each grateful heart be glad in its King; The God whom we worship our songs will attend, And view with complacence the offering we bring.

3 Be joyful, ye saints sustained by his might, And let your glad songs awake with each morn; For those who obey him are still his delight— His hand with salvation the meek will adorn.

4 Then praise ye the Lord—prepare a glad song, And let all his saints in full concert join; With voices united the anthem prolong, And show forth his praises with music divine.



163. L. M. Watts.

Universal Praise.

1 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known; Loud as his thunders speak his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne.

2 Jehovah!—'tis a glorious word; O may it dwell on every tongue; But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song.

3 Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord; From all below, and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord.



164. C. M. Patrick.

Te Deum.

1 O God, we praise thee, and confess, That thou the only Lord And everlasting Father art, By all the earth adored.

2 To thee all angels cry aloud— To thee the powers on high, Both cherubim and seraphim, Continually do cry—

3 "O holy, holy, holy Lord, Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory filled Of thy majestic sway."

4 Th' apostles' glorious company, And prophets, crowned with light, With all the martyrs' noble host, Thy constant praise recite.

5 The holy church throughout the world, O Lord, confesses thee— That thou eternal Father art Of boundless majesty.



165. 8s. & 7s. M. Fawcett.

God of our Salvation.

1 Praise to thee, thou great Creator; Praise be thine from every tongue; Join, my soul, with every creature, Join the universal song.

2 Father, source of all compassion, Free, unbounded grace is thine: Hail the God of our salvation; Praise him for his love divine.

3 For ten thousand blessings given, For the hope of future joy, Sound his praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high.

4 Joyfully on earth adore him, 'Till in heaven our song we raise; There, enraptured, fall before him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise.



166. H. M. George Sandys.

General Praise.

1 All, from the sun's uprise, Unto his setting rays, Resound in jubilees, The great Jehovah's praise. Him serve alone; In triumph bring Your gifts, and sing, Before his throne.

2 Man drew from man his birth, But God his noble frame Built of the ruddy earth, Filled with celestial flame. His sons we are; Sheep by him led, Preserved and fed With tender care.

3 O to his portals press In your divine resorts: With thanks his power profess, And praise him in his courts. How good! How pure! His mercies last; His promise past, Forever sure.



167. C. M. M. Rayner.

The Same.

1 Hail! Source of light, of life, and love, And joys that never end; In whom all creatures live and move: Creator, Father, Friend.

2 All space is with thy presence crowned: Creation owns thy care; Each spot in nature's ample round, Proclaims that God is there.

3 Attuned to praise be every voice; Let not one heart be sad: Jehovah reigns! Let earth rejoice; Let all the isles be glad.

4 Then sound the anthem loud and long, In sweetest, loftiest strains; And be the burden of the song, The Lord, Jehovah, reigns!



RELIGION OF NATURE.



168. L. M. 6l. Watts.

God revealed in his Works.

1 Great God! the heavens' well ordered frame Declares the glory of thy name, There thy rich works of wonder shine: A thousand starry beauties there, A thousand radiant marks appear, Of boundless skill and power divine.

2 From night to day, from day to night, The dawning and the dying light Lectures of heavenly wisdom read; With silent eloquence they raise Our thoughts to our Creator's praise, And neither sound nor language need.

3 Yet thy divine instructions run Far as the journeys of the sun: Thy light and truth are known abroad; We see thy smile in Nature's face, And in the pages of thy grace We read the glories of our God.



169. C. M. Rowe.

Praise from all Nature.

1 Begin the high, celestial strain, My raptured soul, and sing A sacred hymn of grateful praise To heaven's almighty King.

2 Ye curling fountains, as ye roll Your silver waves along, Repeat to all your verdant shores The subject of the song.

3 Bear it, ye breezes, on your wings, To distant climes away, And round the wide-extended world The lofty theme convey.

4 Take up the burden of his name, Ye clouds, as ye arise, To deck with gold the opening morn, Or shade the evening skies.

5 Long let it warble round the spheres, And echo through the sky; Let angels, with immortal skill, Improve the harmony;—

6 While we, with sacred rapture fired, The blest Creator sing, And chant our consecrated lays To heaven's eternal King.



170. 8s. M. Hogg.

God of Life.

1 Blessed be thy name forever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver! Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping, Heal the heart long broke with weeping: God of stillness and of motion, Of the desert and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock and river, Blessed be thy name forever!

2 Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Blest are they thou kindly keepest. God of evening's parting ray, Of midnight gloom, and dawning day— That rises from the azure sea Like breathings of eternity; God of life! that fade shall never, Blessed be thy name forever!



171. H. M. H. Ballou, 2d.

Universal Praise.

1 Ye realms below the skies, Your Maker's praises sing; Let boundless honors rise To heaven's eternal King; O bless his name whose love extends Salvation to the world's far ends.

2 Give glory to the Lord, Ye kindreds of the earth; His sovereign power record, And show his wonders forth, Till heathen tongues his grace proclaim, And every heart adores his name.

3 'T is he the mountains crowns With forests waving wide; 'T is he old ocean bounds, And heaves her roaring tide; He swells the tempests on the main, Or breathes the zephyr o'er the plain.

4 Still let the waters roar, As round the earth they roll; His praise for evermore They sound from pole to pole. 'Tis nature's wild, unconscious song O'er thousand waves that floats along.

5 His praise, ye worlds on high, Display with all your spheres, Amid the darksome sky, When silent night appears. O, let his works declare his name Through all the universal frame.



172. C. M. Lutheran Coll.

Goodness of God in his Works.

1 Hail, great Creator—wise and good! To thee our songs we raise: Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise.

2 Thy glory beams in every star, Which gilds the gloom of night, And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light.

3 Great nature's God! still may these scenes Our serious hours engage! Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy works' instructive page!

4 And while, in all thy wondrous ways, Thy varied love we see: Oh, may our hearts, great God, be led Through all thy works to thee.



173. L. M. 6l. Montgomery's Coll.

The Beauties of Creation.

1 Ours is a lovely world, how fair Thy beauties e'en on earth appear! The seasons in their courses fall, And bring successive joys. The sea, The earth, the sky, are full of thee, Benignant, glorious Lord of all!

2 There's beauty in the heat of day; There's glory in the noon-tide ray; There's sweetness in the twilight shades— Magnificence in night. Thy love Arch'd the grand heaven of blue above, And all our smiling earth pervades.

3 And if thy glories here be found, Streaming with radiance all around, What must the fount of glory be! In thee we'll hope, in thee confide, Thou, mercy's never ebbing tide, Thou, love's unfathomable sea!



174. L. M. 6l. Moore.

All Things are of God.

1 Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.

2 When day, with farewell beam delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze, Through opening vistas into heaven,— Those hues that mark the sun's decline, So soft, so radiant, Lord, are thine.

3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes,— That sacred gloom, those fires divine, So grand, so countless, Lord, are thine.

4 When youthful spring around us breathes, Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh; And every flower that summer wreathes Is born beneath thy kindling eye: Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine.



175. L. M. Addison.

The Heavens declare the Glory of God.

1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim. Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Doth his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth: Whilst all the stars which round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.

3 What though, in solemn silence, all Move round this dark terrestrial ball; What though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice; Forever singing, as they shine,— "The hand that made us is divine."



176. C. M. Zinzendorf.

The Creator, God.

1 Lord, when thou said'st, "So let it be," The heavens were spread and shone, And this whole earth stood gloriously; Thou spak'st and it was done.

2 The whole creation still records, Unto this very day, That thou art God, the Lord of lords; Thee all things must obey.



177. C. M. Bowring.

Nature's Evening Hymn.

1 The heavenly spheres, to thee, O God, Attune their evening hymn; All wise, all holy, thou art praised, In song of seraphim! Unnumbered systems, suns and worlds, Unite to worship thee, While thy majestic greatness fills Space, time, eternity.

2 Nature,—a temple worthy thee, That beams with light and love; Whose flowers so sweetly bloom below, Whose stars rejoice above, Whose altars are the mountain cliffs That rise along the shore; Whose anthems, the sublime accord Of storm and ocean roar;

3 Her song of gratitude is sung By spring's awakening hours; Her summer offers at thy shrine Its earliest, loveliest flowers; Her autumn brings its ripened fruits, In glorious luxury given; While winter's silver heights reflect Thy brightness back to heaven.

4 On all thou smil'st; and what is man Before thy presence, God; A breath, but yesterday inspired, To-morrow but a clod. That clod shall mingle in the vale, But, kindled, Lord, by thee, The spirit to thy arms shall spring, To life, to liberty.



178. L. M. 6l. Bowring.

"Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge."

1 The heavens, O Lord! thy power proclaim, And the earth echoes back thy name; Ten thousand voices speak thy might, And day to day, and night to night, Utter thy praise—thou Lord above! Thy praise, thy glory, and thy love.

2 And nature with its countless throng, And sun, and moon, and planets' song, And every flower that light receives, And every dew that tips the leaves, And every murmur of the sea— Tunes its sweet voice to worship Thee.

3 Thy name thy glories they rehearse, Great Spirit of the universe; Sense of all sense, and soul of soul, Nought is too vast for thy control; The meanest and the mightiest share Alike thy kindness and thy care.



179. 8s. & 7s. M. Heber.

"Consider the lilies of the field;—behold the fowls of the air."

1 Lo! the lilies of the field! How their leaves instruction yield! Hark to nature's lesson given By the blessed birds of heaven! Every bush and tufted tree Warbles trust and piety: Children, banish doubt and sorrow,— God provideth for the morrow.

2 One there lives, whose guardian eye Guides our earthly destiny; One there lives, who, Lord of all, Keeps his children lest they fall: Pass we, then, in love and praise, Trusting him, through all our days, Free from doubt and faithless sorrow,— God provideth for the morrow.



180. L. M. Peabody.

Religious Influences of Nature.

1 God of the fair and open sky! How gloriously above us springs The tented dome, of heavenly blue, Suspended on the rainbow's rings! Each brilliant star, that sparkles through Each gilded cloud that wanders free In evening's purple radiance, gives The beauty of its praise to thee.

2 God of the rolling orbs above, Thy name is written clearly bright In the warm day's unvarying blaze, Or evening's golden shower of light: For every fire that fronts the sun, And every spark that walks alone Around the utmost verge of heaven, Were kindled at thy burning throne.

3 God of the world, the hour must come, And nature's self to dust return; Her crumbling altars must decay; Her incense-fires shall cease to burn; But still her grand and lovely scenes Have made man's warmest praises flow, For hearts grow holier as they trace The beauty of the world below.



181. 7s. & 6s. M. Conder.

"Day unto day uttereth speech."

1 The heavens declare his glory, Their Maker's skill the skies: Each day repeats the story, And night to night replies. Their silent proclamation Throughout the earth is heard; The record of creation, The page of nature's word.

2 There, from his bright pavilion, Like eastern bridegroom clad, Hailed by earth's thousand million, The sun sets forth; right glad, His glorious race commencing, The mighty giant seems; Through the vast round dispensing His all-pervading beams.

3 So pure, so soul-restoring Is truth's diviner ray; A brighter radiance pouring Than all the pomp of day: The wanderer surely guiding, It makes the simple wise; And evermore abiding, Unfailing joy supplies.



182. L. M. 6l. Heber.

The Visible World a Shadow of the Invisible.

1 I praised the earth in beauty seen, With garlands gay of various green; I praised the sea, whose ample field Shone glorious as a silver shield; And earth and ocean seemed to say, "Our beauties are but for a day."

2 I praised the sun, whose chariot rolled On wheels of amber and of gold; I praised the moon, whose softer eye Gleamed sweetly through the summer sky; And moon and sun in answer said, "Our years are told when we must fade."

3 O God, O, good beyond compare! If thus thy meaner works are fair,— If thus thy bounties gild the span Of sinful earth and mortal man,— How glorious must thy mansion be Where thy redeemed shall dwell with thee.



183. L. M. Moore.

Nature a Temple.

1 The turf shall be my fragrant shrine; My temple, Lord, that arch of thine, My censor's breath the mountain airs, And silent thoughts my only prayers. My choir shall be the moonlight waves, When murmuring homeward to their caves, Or when the stillness of the sea, E'en more than music breathes of thee.

2 I'll seek, by day, some glade unknown. All light and silence like thy throne, And the pale stars shall be, at night, The only eyes that watch my rite. Thy heaven, on which 'tis bliss to look, Shall be my pure and shining book, Where I can read, in words of flame, The glories of thy wondrous name.

3 There's nothing bright, above, below, From flowers that bloom, to stars that glow, But in its light my soul can see Some feature of thy Deity. There's nothing dark, below, above, But in its gloom I trace thy love, And meekly wait that moment, when Thy touch shall turn all bright again.



THE SCRIPTURES.



184. C. M. Tate & Brady.

Perfection of God's Law.

1 God's perfect law converts the soul, Reclaims from false desires; With sacred wisdom his sure word The ignorant inspires.

2 The statutes of the Lord are just, And bring sincere delight; His pure commands, in search of truth, Assist the feeblest sight.

3 His perfect worship here is fixed, On sure foundations laid; His equal laws are in the scales Of truth and justice weighed.

4 Of more esteem than golden mines, Or gold refined with skill; More sweet than honey, or the drops That from the comb distil.

5 My trusty counsellors they are, And friendly warnings give; Divine rewards attend on those, Who by thy precepts live.



185. L. M. Watts.

Nature and Scripture. Ps. 19.

1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord! In every star thy wisdom shines; But, when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines.

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights, and days, thy power confess; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land.

4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest Till through the world thy truth has run; Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun.



186. C. M. Cowper.

Light and Glory of the Word.

1 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun: It gives a light to every age; It gives, but borrows none.

2 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat: His truths upon the nations rise; They rise, but never set.

3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day.

4 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of Him I love, Till glory break upon my view In brighter worlds above.



187. L. M. 6l. Spirit of the Psalms.

Praise to God for his Word.

1 Join, all ye servants of the Lord, To praise him for his sacred word,— That word, like manna, sent from heaven, To all who seek it freely given; Its promises our fears remove, And fill our hearts with joy and love.

2 It tells us, though oppressed with cares, The God of mercy hears our prayers; Though steep and rough th' appointed way, His mighty arm shall be our stay; Though deadly foes assail our peace, His power shall bid their malice cease.

3 It tells who first inspired our breath, And who redeemed our souls from death; It tells of grace,—grace freely given,— And shows the path to God and heaven: O, bless we, then, our gracious Lord, For all the treasures of his word.



188. S. M. Watts.

Nature and Scripture. Ps. 19.

1 Behold! the lofty sky Declares its Maker, God: And all his starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad.

2 Ye Christian lands, rejoice! Here he reveals his word; We are not left to nature's voice To bid us know the Lord.

3 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes; He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies.

4 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim, Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer's name.



189. C. M. Rippon's Coll.

The Value of the Scriptures.

1 How precious is the book divine, By inspiration given! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To lead our souls to heaven.

2 O'er all the strait and narrow way Its radiant beams are cast; A light whose never weary ray Grows brightest at the last.

3 It sweetly cheers our fainting hearts In this dark vale of tears; Life, light, and comfort it imparts, And calms our anxious fears.

4 This lamp through all the dreary night Of life shall guide our way, Till we behold the glorious light Of never-ending day.



190. C. M. Episcopal Coll.

Sufficiency of the Scriptures.

1 Great God, with wonder and with praise On all thy works I look; But still thy wisdom, power, and grace, Shine brightest in thy book.

2 Here are my choicest treasures hid; Here my best comfort lies; Here my desires are satisfied; And here my hopes arise.

3 Lord, make me understand thy law; Show what my faults have been; And from thy gospel let me draw The pardon of my sin.



191. S. M. Beddome.

Superiority of the Scriptures.

1 O Lord, thy perfect word Directs our steps aright; Nor can all other books afford Such profit or delight.

2 Celestial light it sheds, To cheer this vail below; To distant lands its glory spreads, And streams of mercy flow.

3 True wisdom it imparts; Commands our hope and fear; O, may we hide it in our hearts, And feel its influence there.



192. L. M. Beddome.

The Gospel Revelation.

1 God, in the Gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines.

2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts; Its influence makes the sinner live; It bids the drooping saint revive.

3 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls; It brings a better world in view, And guides us all our journey through.

4 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near my eye, Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage.



193. C. M. Watts.

Revelation. Ps. 119.

1 Let all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book, Great God, if once compared with thine, How mean their writings look!

2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could show one sin forgiven, Nor lead a step beyond the grave; But thine conduct to heaven.

3 I've seen an end of what we call Perfection here below; How short the powers of nature fall, And can no farther go!

4 Our faith, and love, and every grace, Fall far below thy word; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord.



194. L. M. Anonymous.

The Scriptures.

1 Lamp of our feet! whose hallowed beam Deep in our hearts its dwelling hath, How welcome is the cheering gleam Thou sheddest o'er our lowly path! Light of our way! whose ways are flung In mercy o'er our pilgrim road, How blessed, its dark shades among, The star that guides us to our God.

2 In the sweet morning's hour of prime, Thy blessed words our lips engage, And round our hearths at evening time Our children spell the holy page; The waymark through long distant years, To guide their wandering footsteps on, Till thy last loveliest beam appears, Inscribed upon the churchyard stone.

3 Lamp of our feet! which day by day Are passing to the quiet tomb, If on it fall thy peaceful ray, Our last low dwelling hath no gloom. How beautiful their calm repose To whom thy blessed hope is given Whose pilgrimage on earth is closed By the unfolding gates of heaven!



195. C. M. Watts.

Comfort from the Bible.

1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage.

2 I'll read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, While through the promises I rove, With ever-fresh delight.

3 'T is a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies.

4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest.



196. L. M. Anonymous.

The Same.

1 Thou Book of life!—in thee are found The mysteries of my Maker's will; Treasures of knowledge here abound, The deepest, loftiest mind to fill.

2 Thou art a banquet;—choicest food I'll seek in thee: thou art a rock, Whence pour sweet waters; every good From thee doth flow for Christ's own flock.

3 Light of the world! thy beams impart To lead my feet through life's dark way; O shine on this benighted heart, Nor let me from thy guidance stray.

4 Healer of all the woes of life! The balm of souls diseased; to save From all earth's pain; and end the strife Of death, with victory o'er the grave!



197. S. M. E. Taylor.

The Bible.

1 It is the one true light, When other lamps grow dim, 'T will never burn less purely bright, Nor lead astray from Him. It is Love's blessed band, That reaches from the throne To him—whoe'er he be—whose hand Will seize it for his own!

2 It is the golden key Unto celestial wealth, Joy to the sons of poverty, And to the sick man, health! The gently proffer'd aid Of one who knows and best Supplies the beings he has made With what will make them blessed.

3 It is the sweetest sound That infant years can hear, Travelling across that holy ground, With God and angels near. There rests the weary head, There age and sorrow go; And how it smooths the dying bed, O! let the Christian show!



CHRIST; HIS CHARACTER AND OFFICES.



198. C. M. Christian Psalmist.

The Saviour Foretold.

1 Behold my servant; see him rise Exalted in my might! Him have I chosen, and in him I place supreme delight.

2 On him in rich effusion poured, My spirit shall descend; My truth and judgment he shall show To earth's remotest end.

3 Gentle and still shall be his voice; No threats from him proceed; The smoking flax shall he not quench, Nor break the bruised reed.

4 The feeble spark to flames he'll raise; The weak will not despise; Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, And make the fallen rise.