Infuse the principle divine In all who here expect thy grace, Let each improve the grace bestow'd; Rise every child a man of God. 4 Train up thy hardy soldiers, Lord, In all their Captain's steps to tread! Or send them to proclaim thy word, Thy Gospel through the world to spread; Freely as they receive to give, And preach the death by which we live. Shirland-p. 92.] HYMN 519. S. M. TH HE power to bless my house, Yet rendering him my constant vows; 2 Shall I not then engage My house to serve the Lord, 3 To ask with faith and hope 4 Let each his sin escnew, Through thy restraining grace, Our father Abr'ham's steps pursue, And walk in all thy ways. 5 Saviour of men, incline The hearts which thou hast made, 6 Me and my house receive, 451 BIRTHDAY. G Kingsnorth-p. 126.] HYMN 520. 46s & 2 8 I see my natal hour return, From whom alone my birth, In thanks and praises give! Me to thine image now restore, 5 I wait thy will to do, ་ 6 Then when the work is done, In death's triumphant hour, Banquet-p. 192.] HYMN 521. A 11s & 9s. WAY with our fears! The glad morning appears, When an heir of salvation was born! From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am, 2 Thee, Jesus, a'one, The Fountain I own, And cheerfully sing My Redeemer and King, 3 With thanks I rejoice In thy fatherly choice If of parents I came, Who honour'd thy name, 'Twas thy wisdom appointed it so. 4 I sing of thy grace, From my earliest days, Ever near to allure and defend; Hitherto hast thou been My Preserver from sin, And I trust thou wilt save to the end. 5 O the infinite cares, And temptations, and snares, Thy hand hath conducted me through! O the blessing bestow'd By a bountiful God, 6 What a mercy is this; What a heaven of bliss How unspeakably happy am I! Gather'd into thy fold, With thy people enroll'd, With thy people to live and to die. 1 O the goodness of God, In employing a clod, His tribute of glory to raise; lis standard to bear, And with triumph declare, His unspeakable riches of grace! O the fathomless love, That has deign'd to approve, And prosper the work of my hands! With my pastoral crook I went over the brook, And behold I am spread into bands! Who, I ask in amaze, Hath begotten me these? And inquire from what quarter they came; Ay full heart it replies, They are born from the skies, And gives glory to God and the Lamb. All honour and praise To the Father of grace, To the Spirit and Son, I return! 'he business pursue He hath made me to do, And rejoice that I ever was born. 1 In a rapture of joy, My life I employ, The God of my life to proclaim; Tis worth living for this, To administer bliss, 2 My remnant of days I spend in his praise, 454 RESURRECTION. EASTER. Florida-p. 34.] HYMN 522. C.M. T Who, joyful in harmonious lays, 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, By hymns of praise we learn to be 3 On this glad day a brighter scene By God, the' eternal Word, than when 4 He rises, who mankind has bought 'Twas great to speak the world from nought; 'Twas greater to redeem. 5 Alone the dreadful race he ran, Alone the wine press trod; He dies and suffers as a man, He rises as a God, ; 6 The Sun of Righteousness appears, Firmament-p. 65.] HYMN 523. L. M. OUR Lord is riser from the dead; Our Jesus is gone up on high! The powers of hell are captive led, |