To thee, great God, will I disclose
To thee, most holy and most high
To thee, my God, my heart shall bring
To thine almighty arm we owe
To your Creator, God
VAST are thy works, Almighty Lord
Unshaken as the sacred hill
WE bless the Lord, the just, the good
Welcome, thou day of sacred rest
What seraph of celestial birth
What shall I render to my God
What sinners value I resign
When fancy spreads her boldest wings
When God reveal'd his gracious name
When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand
When I survey life's varied scene
When, overwhelm'd with pain and grief
Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey
With all my powers of heart and tongue
With songs and honours sounding loud
Who shall ascend thy heavenly place
Why do the wealthy wicked boast
Why doth the Lord stand off so far
Why doth the man of riches grow
Why should I vex my soul, and fret
YE boundless realms of joy
Ye servants of th' eternal King
Ye servants of th' almighty King
Yet, saith the Lord, if David's race,
N. B. The HYMNS are placed in the alphabetical order of their initial letters.
1 ABSURD and vain attempt! to bind,
With iron chains, the freeborn mind;
To force conviction, and reclaim
The wand'ring, by destructive flame!
2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from heav'n
Dominion not to mortals giv'n!
O'er conscience to usurp the throne,
Accountable to God alone!
3 Mad zeal! that fills the world with wo!
That hurls down kingdoms at a blow!
That wakens vengeance to devour
The foes of antichristian pow'r !
4 Jesus, thy gentle law of love
Does no such cruelties approve;
Mild as thyself, thy doctrine wields
No arms, but what persuasion yields.
5 By proofs divine and reason strong,
It draws the willing soul along;
And conquests to thy church acquires,
By eloquence, which Heav'n inspires.
6 O happy, who are thus compell'd
To the rich feast, by Jesus held !
May we this blessing know, and prize
The light which liberty supplies.
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The Resurrection of Christ.
1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light
Awakes the kindling ray,
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day.
2 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell on ev'ry heart,
And praise on ev'ry tongue.
3 Ten thousand off'ring lips shall join,
To hail this welcome morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings,
To nations yet unborn.
4 Jesus, the friend of human kind,
With strong compassion mov'd,
Came from the bosom of his God,
To save the souls he lov'd.
5 The pow'rs of darkness leagu'd in vain, To bind his soul in death;
He shook their kingdoms when he fell,
With his expiring breath.
6 Not long the bands of death could keep
The hope of Judah's line;
Corruption never could take hold
On One so much divine.
7 Exalted high at God's right hand,
And Lord of all below;
Through him is pard'ning love dispens'd, And endless blessings flow.
3 Now to our Saviour and our King,
Glad homage let us give;
And be prepar'd like him to die,
That with him we may live.
1 Ан, wretched souls, who strive in vain!
Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin!
A nobler toil may I sustain,
A nobler satisfaction win.
2 I would resolve with all my heart,
With all my pow'rs to serve the Lord;
Nor from his precepts e'er depart,
Whose service is a rich reward.
3 O be his service all my joy!
Around let my example shine;
Till others love the blest employ,
And join in labours so divine.
4 Be this the purpose of my soul,
My solemn, my determin'd choice,
To yield to his supreme control,
And in his kind commands rejoice.
5 O may I never faint nor tire,
Nor wander from thy sacred ways!
Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live thy praise.
Watchfulness and Prayer.
1 ALAS, what hourly dangers rise!
What snares beset my way!
To heav'n then let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.
2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears!
My weak resistance, ah, how vain!
How strong my foes and fears!
3 O gracious God, in whom I live!
My feeble efforts aid;
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive,
Though trembling and afraid.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
When foes and fears prevail;
And bear my fainting spirit up,
Or soon my strength will fail.
5 When strong temptations fright my heart,
Or lure my feet aside;
My God, thy pow'rful aid impart,
My guardian and my guide.
6 Still keep me in thy heav'nly way,
And bid the tempter flee;
And never let me go astray,
From happiness and thee.
The Syro-Phenician Woman. Matt. xv. 26, 27.
1 ALL-conq'ring faith! how high it rose!
When heav'n itself might seem t'oppose!
All gracious Lord! who didst appear
Most merciful when most severe !
2 Thus, at thy feet, our souls would fall,
And loudly thus for mercy call;
"Thou Son of David, pity show,
And save us from th' infernal foe.' 3 Though viler than the brutes we be, Our longing eyes would wait on thee, Who dost to dogs such grace afford, To taste the crumbs beneath thy board. 4 But thou the humble soul wilt raise, And all its sorrows turn to praise ;
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