4 Day of glory, day of power, 249 HAIL The eternal Sabbath, JAIL to the Sabbath-day! S. M. When men to God their homage pay, And bless thy love, and own thy power, Our Father and our Friend. 3 But thou art not alone In courts by mortals trod; Nor only is the day thine own When man draws near to God: 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march 5 Lord, may that holier day C. M. In the Spirit on the Lord's day. AY I, throughout this day of thine, MA in the Spirit, Lord, Spirit of humble fear divine, That trembles at thy word. 2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, Spirit of sacrifice and praise, 251 L. M. Anticipating the heavenly Sabbath. LORD of the Sabbe, on In this thy house, on this thy day; The songs which from thy servants rise. 5 O long-expected day, begin; 252 Joyful in the house of prayer. 2 Thither the tribes repair, Where all are wont to meet; 8 Pray for Jerusalem, The city of our God! Lord, send thy blessings down to them That love the dear abode ! 4 Within these walls, may peace 5 For friends and brethren dear, 253 BAPTISM. 3d P. M. 4 6s & 2 85. In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. BAP APTIZED into thy name, Our souls and bodies claim And let us live our faith to prove, The faith which works by humble love. 20 that our light may shine, The character divine, The real holiness; And then receive us up to' adore am a God to thee and thine, 2 The words of his unbounded lov The Angel of the Cov'nant proves 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, Nor from the promise of thy grace 255 The sacramental seal. L. M. COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Honour the means ordain'd by thee; Make good our apostolic boast, And own thy glorious ministry. 2 We now thy promised presence claim; We now thy promised presence find. And bless the ordinance divine. 5 Eternal Spirit, from on high, Baptizer of our spirits thou, The sacramental seal apply, And witness with the water now. 256 C. M. Suffer the little children to come unto me. SEE CEE, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, 2 Permit them to approach, he cries, 8 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, Thine let our offspring be. 257 God's gracious promises. UR children thou dost claim, S. M. Ten thousand blessings to thy Name, 2 Thee let the fathers own, Thee let the sons adore; Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, To be forgot no more. 3 How great thy mercies, Lord! 4 Our offspring, still thy care, 258 5th P. M. 4 lines Ts. Little ones brought to Jesus. JESUS, kind, inviting Lord, We with joy obey thy word, 2 Born they are, as we, in sin; |