- HYMN 311. HYMN 314.
To bless the human race, Behold the throne of grace
In mercy, Lord, incline; The promise calls me near;
And cause the light of saving grace There Jesus shows a smiling face,
On all the earth to shine. And waits to answer prayer.
O may thy wondrous way Thine image, Lord, bestow,
Throughout the world be known, Thy presence and thy love:
And every soul its homage pay, I ask to serve thee here below,
And thy salvation own. o And reign with thee above.
Oh let the nations sing Teach me to live by faith,
The wonders of thy hand; Conform my will to thine;
For thou, the universal King, May I victorious be in death,
Shalt govern every land. And then in glory shine.
Let every kindred join, If thou these blessings give,
Thy mercies to proclaim, And wilt my portion be,
While heaven and earth in joy combine, All worldly joys I’ll gladly leave,
To praise thy glorious name. And find my heaven in thee.
HYMN 3)2. HYMN 315.
Sweet is the work, O Lord, Ye servants of the Lord,
Thy glorious name to sing, Each in your office wait;
To praise and pray—to hearthy word, with joy obey his heavenly word,
And grateful offerings bring. And watch before his gate.
Sweet—at the dawning light, Let all your lamps be bright,
Thy boundless love to tell; And trim the golden flame;
And when approach the shades of night, Gird up your loins, as in his sight,
Still on the theme to dwell. For holy is his name.
Sweet—on this day of rest, Watch —’tis your Lord's command,
To join the heart and voice, And while we speak, he's near:
With those who love and serve thee best, Mark the first signal of his hand,
And in thy name rejoice. And ready all appear.
To songs of praise and joy, O happy servant he,
Be every Sabbath given; In such a posture found ! "
For songs of praise, divine employ | He shall his Lord with rapture see,
Shall be our theme in heaven. And be with honor crowned.
HYMN 313. HYMN 316.
My God—my life—my love, O God, to earth incline,
To thee—to thee I call; With mercies from above ;
I cannot live, if thou remove, And let thy presence round us shine,
For thou art all in all. With beams of heavenly love.
Nor earth—nor all the sky Through all the earth below,
Can one delight afford, Thy ways of grace proclaim,
No—not a drop of real joy, Till distant nations hear and know
Without thy presence, Lord. The Saviour's blessed name.
` Thou art the sea of love, O may the world agree
Where all my pleasures roll; To walk in wisdom's ways,
My glorious day-spring from above, And all mankind present to thee
The portion of my soul. Their songs of grateful praise !
Thy truth, my longing heart Oh let the nations round
Shall evermore embrace; Their cheerful powers employ,
And feel the bliss thy words impart, And earth's remotest coasts resound The blessing of thy grace. With shouts of sacred joy.