HYMN LXIV. Who remembered us. Ps. cxxxvi. 23. Plung❜d in a gulf of dark despair, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Vith pitying eyes the Prince of Grace Beheld our helpless grief; le came, and oh! amazing love! He died for our relief. h! for this love, let rocks and hills Agels! assist our mighty joys, Strike all your harps of gold; Bt when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. HYMN LXV. We all do fade as a leaf. Is. lxiv. 6. SEE the leaves around us falling, Sons of Adam, our first father, If on length of days presuming, Your short course like ours, is flying; Youth's gay spring how soon 'tis past; Summer next in autumn dying, Then your winter comes at last. HYMN LXVI. Call the Sabbath a delight. Is. lviii. 13. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, Sweet is the day of sacred rest; Soon I shall share a glorious part, Then shall I see, and hear, and know, And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ, H HYMN LXVII. The Spirit helpeth our infirmities. Rom. viii. 26. SPIRIT of truth, on this thy day, To guide us through the dreary way We ask not Lord, the cloven flame, No heav'nly harpings soothe our ear, When tongues shall cease, and power decay, Do thou thy trembling servants stay, Whit Sunday. HYMN LXVIII. My heart shall rejoice, &c. Ps. xiii. 5. SALVATION! Oh! the joyful sound! A sov❜reign balm for ev'ry wound, Buried in sorrow and in sin, In death's dark gloom we lay; But we arise by grace divine, Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around; While all the armies of the sky, Salvation! O thou bleeding Lamb! To thee the praise belongs; Salvation shall inspire our hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. |