This day, to cure our deadly woes,
The Sun of Righteousness arose,
With healing in his wings.

? How wonderful, how vast his love,
Who left the shining realms above,
Those blissful seats of rest!

How much for human kind he bore,
Their peace and pardon to restore,
Can never be express'd!

3 If angels, on that happy morn
The Saviour of the world was born,
Pour'd forth their joyful songs;

How much should we of human race,

Adore the wonders of his

grace,
To whom that grace belongs.

4 Let all in heaven and earth rejoice!
Angels and men unite their voice,
To sing the welcome day!
When Satan's vanquish'd empire fell,
And all the powers of death and hell,
Confess'd the Saviour's sway!

239.

The same..

1 SWEET is thy work, my God, my King!

To praise thy name, give thanks and sing;
To show thy love, by morning light,
And speak of all thy truth at night.

2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest,

Now let no care disturb my breast;
My mind in peace, and rais'd above,
Now let me praise the God of love.

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

4 O hapless men! who never raise

Their thoughts to God, nor join his praise;
Dead to each thought and feeling high,
As the poor herds they live and die.

5 May grace divine refine my heart,
That I may act a nobler part;
To God my best affections give,

To God, my Friend and Father, live.

6 Then shall I see, and hear, and know,
All that is good for me below;

And ev'ry power find sweet employ,
In regions of eternal joy.

240.

The same.

1 WELCOME, bless'd day of sweet repose,

Whereon the Son of God arose,

And chas'd away our fear!
The day which God hath set apart,
To gladden ev'ry troubled heart,
And dry up ev'ry tear!

2 Welcome, bless'd day of solemn joy,
Earnest of bliss which ne'er shall die,

Eternal life begun!

Let all in heaven and earth record

The glories of their risen Lord,

The wonders he hath done!

3 This is the day the Lord hath made;
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad,

And raise your thoughts above!
Exalt him in a heart sincere;

His wisdom, grace, and power revere,
And triumph in his love.

4 Your ev'ry action, word, and thought,
Your life, your all, to him devote,

Who bought you with his blood;
United in his glorious name,

Now, and through life, his love proclaim,
Who brings you unto God.

241.

The same.

1 GREAT God! this sacred day of thine,
Demands our soul's collected powers;
May we all worldly thoughts resign,
Allotting thee these solemn hours!
O may our souls, adoring, own
The grace which calls us to thy throne!

2 The word of life, dispens'd to-day,
Invites us to a heavenly feast;

May ev'ry ear the call obey!

Be ev'ry heart an humble guest!
And may the wretched sons of need
Upon the bread of heaven feed!

3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,

And to thy word our souls incline;
Soften, and melt, each harden'd heart!
Then shall the day, indeed, be thine;
Then shall we all, adoring, own
The grace which calls us to thy throne.

242.

THE HOUSE of God.

1 LORD of the worlds above,

How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples are!
To thine abode

My heart aspires,
With warm desires,

To see my

God.

2 O happy souls, who pray
Where God appoints to hear!

Their constant service pay,
With gratitude sincere!

They praise thee still,

Thy word obey,
And love the way

To Zion's hill.

3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears,

Till each arrives at length,

Till each in heaven appears.
O glorious seat!

Our God, and King,
O! thither bring

Our willing feet.

243.

The same.

1 PRAISE to God, the great Creator,

Bounteous source of all our joy; Him whose hand upholds all nature, Him whose power can all destroy.

Saints with pious zeal attending,
Now the grateful tribute raise;
Solemn songs to heaven ascending,
Join the universal praise.

2 Round his awful footstool kneeling,
Lowly bend with contrite souls;
Here his milder grace revealing,
Here his wrath no thunder rolls.
Lo! th' eternal page before us,
Bears the cov❜nant of his love;
Full of mercy to restore us,
Mercy beaming from above.

3 Ev'ry secret fault confessing,

Deed unrighteous, thought of sin,
Seize, O seize the proffer'd blessing,
Grace from God, and peace within:
Heart and voice with rapture swelling,
Still the song of glory raise;
On the theme immortal dwelling,
Join the universal praise.

1

244.

The same.

LORD! Our languid souls prepare, thy presence now display;

As thou hast given a place for prayer,

so give us hearts to pray.

2 Here grant that ev'ry soul, may peace, and love, and concord feel;

Here give the troubled conscience ease, the wounded spirit heal.