2 To fteer our dangerous courfe between 4 Their felfish will in time fubdue, And lend their youth a facred clew 5 We would in ev'ry step look up, T'alarm their fear, excite their hope, 6 We would perfuade their heart t' obey, 7 For this we afk, in faith fincere, To touch their hearts with filial fear, 8 To watch their will to fenfe inclin'd, I And gently bend their tender mind, A MASTER's PRAYER. MAS HYMN CCXXVII. ASTER fupreme, I look to thee 1 For grace and wisdom from above; Vefted with thy authority, Endue me with thy patient love. 2 That, taught according to thy will To rule my family aright, I may the appointed charge fulfil, With all my heart and all my might. 3 Inferiors, as a facred truft, I from the fov'reign Lord receive, That what is fuitable and just, Impartial I to all may give: 4 O'erlook them with a guardian eye; From vice and wickednefs reftrain: Miftakes and leffer faults pafs by, And govern with a loofer reign. 5 The fervant faithfully difcreet, Gentle to him, and good, and mild, Him I would tenderly entreat,, And fcarce diftinguish from a child." 6 Order if fome invert, confound, Their Lord's authority betray, I hearken to the gofpel-found, And trace the providential way, 7 As far from abjectnefs as pride, With condefcending dignity, Jefus, I make thy word my guide, And keep the poft aflign'd by thee. 8 O could I emulate the zeal Thou doft to thy poor fervants bear; The troubies, griefs, and burdens feel Of fouls intruited to my care: 9 In daily pray'r to God commend The fouls whom God expir'd to fave; And think how foon my fway may end, And all be equal in the grave. Ι HYMN CCXXVIII. ALL hail! happy day, When enrob'd in our clay, The Redeemer appear'd upon earth: For to join the glad ftrain, And through Jesus to finners made known! And exulting rejoice, For Jehovah to earth is come down. 3 Ye angels of God Sound his praifes abroad, And acknowledge him JAH, the I AM. In a hymn fo divine, As our High Priest and King, For Almighty he is, And we own him our crucify'd God! 5 To Jefus's praise Let us fpend all our days, For 'tis he that our furety has stood; That his mercy might flow, And he purchas'd our pardon with blood! 6 O may the return Of this once bleffed morn Be for ever remember'd with joy ; Sweet accents of praife The harmonious fong, Whom the nations defire, And to him we devote the glad ftrain. 8 Pay our tribute to thee, Let us worship, admire, and adore, What before was thine own, I HYMN CCXXIX, HARK! the herald-angels fing, "Glory to the new-born King; 3 Hail, the heav'n-born Prince of Peace, Mild he lays his glory by, Born, that man no more may die, NEW YEAR'S DAY. HYMN CCXXX. I THE Lord of earth and sky, We cumber'd long the ground; On our dead fouls was found; Cry'd," Let it ftill alone;" |