Imágenes de páginas
PDF
EPUB

ON

Our Sabbatho bring a short relief,

Yet leave us but to mourn again. 3 Ye peaceful days! and thou blest sun!

Why roll ye in such haste away? Ye happy hours! why flow ye on

So fast towards eternity? 4 0! if ye bring an endless day,

Speed fast along, nor ever cease; We'll gladly feel your joys decay, In perfect and enduring bliss.

C. M. $26.

Sabbath Morning. Psalm cxviii. 24,

this sweet morn my Lord arose,

Triumphant o'er tho grave! He dies to vanquish all my foes,

And lives again to save. 2 This is the day for holy rest,

Yet clouds will gather soon, Except my Lord become my guest,

And put my harp in tune. 3 No heavenly fire my heart can raise,

Without the Spirit's aid;
Ilis breath must kindle pray’r and praise,

Or I am cold and dead.
À On all the flocks thy Spirit pour,

And saving health convey;
A sweet, refreshing Sunday show'r

Will make them sing and pray. 5 Direct thy shepherds how to seed

The focks of thy own choice;
Give savour to the heavenly bread,
And bid the folds rejoice.

C. M. 627.

Sabbath Morring.
COME, dearest Lord, and feed thy slıcep
On this sweet day of rest;

O bless this flock, and make this fulu

Enjoy a heavenly rest.
2 Welcome, and precious to my soul,

Are these sweet days of love;
But what a Sabbath shall I keep,

When I shall rest above!
3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray,

Thy footsteps, Lord, I'trace,
Here, in thine own appointed way,

I wait to see tlıy face. * These are the sweet anıl precious dayt

On which my Lord I've seen;
And oft, when feasting on his word,

lu raptures I have been.
5 O if my soul, when death appears,

In this sweet frame be found:
I'd clasp my Saviour in my arms,

And leave this earthly ground. 6 I long for that delightful hour,

When from this clay undrest,
I shall be cloth’d in robes divine,

And made for ever blest.

P. M. 628.

Sabbath Morning 'SAFELY thro’ another weck,

God has brought us on pur: wass
Let us now a blessing seel,

Waiting in his courts to-day.
Day of all the week the best;

Emblem of eternal rest!
2 While we seck supplies of grace,

Thro' the dear Redeemer's name
Show thy reconciling face

Take away our sin and shame:
From our worldly cares set free,
Miny we rest this day in thee

1

3 Here we're come, thy name to praisoj

Let us feel thy presence near:
May thy glory meet our eyes,

While we in thy house appear:
Here afford us, Loryl, a taste

Of our everlasting feast.
5 May the gospel's Joyful sound

Conquer simers, comfort saints;
Make the fruits of

grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints.
Thus let all our sabbaths prove,

Till we join the church above. 629.

(405.) L. M.

Confidence in God. THUS far the Lord has led me olt;

'Thus far lris pow'r prolongs my days And ev'ry evining shall make known

Some fresh memorial of his grace. ? Much of my time has run to waste,

And I, perhaps, am near my home: But he forgives my follies past,

And strength supplies for days to come 3 I lay my body down to sleep;

Peace is the pillow of any head: ilis ever watehful eye will keer

Its constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear:

O may thy presence ne'er depart!
And in the morning inay I bear
Thy loving kindness on my heart!

EVENING HYMNS.

L. M. 630. An Evening Hymn. Job viii. I. | ANOTHER fleeting day is gone,

Stow o'er the west the shadows rise; Swift the soft stealing kotu's have fowa, And niglit's dark mantle veils the skics

Ź Another fleeting day is gone,

Swept from thie records of the year's And still with each successive sun,

Life's fading visions disappear. 3 Another fleeting day is gone,

To tell thy secrets, O my soul; laithful before th' eternal throne

Thy sliglitest folly 'twill enrol. 4. Another fleeting day is gone;

To join the fugitives before
And I, when life's employ is done,

Shall sleep, to wake in time no more, 5 Another fleeting day is gone,

And soon a fairer day shall rise; A day, whose never-setting sun,

Shall pour his light o'er cloudless skies 6 Another fleeting day is gone,

In solemn silence rest, my soul;
Bend-bend before his awful throne,

Who bids the morn and evening roll! 631.

L. M.

Evening Hymn.
i GLORY to thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light;
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,

Under thine own almighty wings.
2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ills that I this day have done;.
That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
s 'Teach me to live, that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may

With joy behold the ju:lgment-day. 4 Lord, let my soul for ever share

432

The bliss of thy paternal care;

1

'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above;

To see thy face, and sing thy love. 5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flown

Praise him all creatures here below;
Praise him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

P. M. 632.

Evening Hymn.
OP
MNIPRESENT God, whose aid

No one ever ask'd in vain,
Be this night about my bed,

Every evil thought restrain: 3 Lay thy hand upon my soul,

God of my unguarıled hours! All my enemies control,

Hell, and earth, and nature's lowers 3 Loose me from the chains of sense,

Set me from the body free: Draw with stronger intluence

My unfetter'd soul to thee: 4 In me, Lord, thyself reveal,

Fill me with a sweet surprise; Let me thee, when waking, feel,

Let me in thine image rise.

633.

C. M.
"O LORD, another day is flown,

And we, a lonely band,
Are met once more before thy throne,

To bless thy fost'ring hand.
2 And wilt thou bend a list’ning ear

To praises low as ours?
Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear

The song which meckness pours.
S And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign,
As we before thee

pray;

« AnteriorContinuar »