o 4 Infinite Lover, gracious Lord, To thee be endless honours given; 1 [TERRIBLE God, who reign'st on high, Thy fiery bolts how fierce they fly! 4 Tremble ye sinners, and submit ; HYMN 23. L. M. Nantwich. Green's. [*] 1 D ESCEND from heaven, immortal Dove, Stoop down, and take us on thy wingso And mount, and bear us far above The reach of these inferiour things; g 4 Adoring saints around him stand, The God shines gracious through the man, And spread the triumphs of their King! HYMN 24. L. M. Psalm 97th. Blendon. [*] 1 WE THEN the great Builder arch'd the skies, And form'd all nature with a word, The joyful cherubs tun'd his praise, And ev'ry bending throne ador'd. 2 High in the midst of all the throng, Among the morning stars he sung, 3 'Twas sin that hurl'd him from his throne; Grov'ling in fire the rebel lies: a How art thou sunk in darkness down, 4 And thus our two first parents stood, 5 [So sprung the plague from Adam's bower, And spread destruction all abroad ; Sin, the curs'd name-that, in one hour, p 6 Tremble, my soul, and mourn for grief, Oh! may he slay this treacherous guest. o 7 Then, to thy throne, victorious King, Then, to thy throne our shouts shall rise Thine everlasting arm we sing, For sin, the monster, bleeds and dies. HYMN 25. C. M. Reading. Plymouth. [b] 1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so! Nothing has half thy work to do, 2 The little ants for one poor grain e Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, -3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, e How careless to secure that crown, e 5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still, -Come, Holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, o 6 Then shall our active spirits move; With hands of faith, and wings of love, 1 HYMN 26. L. M. Wells. [*] God invisible. LORD, we are blind, poor mortals blind Oh! 'tis beyond a creature mind, To glance a thought half way to God. HYMN 27. L. M. Blendon. [*] Praise ye Him, all his Angels. Ps. cxlviii, 2. OD, the eternal, awful name, a 1 G That the whole heavenly army fears! That shakes the wide creation's frame, And Satan trembles when he hears! -2 Like flames of fire his servants are, And light surrounds his dwelling place; o But, O ye fiery flames, declare The brighter glories of his face. e 3 'Tis not for such poor worms as we, The beauties of your sovereign King. o 5 Speak-for you feel his burning love,What zeal it spreads through all your frame; e That sacred fire dwells all above, For we on earth have lost the name. -6 [Sing of his power, and justice too, That infinite right hand of his, That vanquish'd Satan and his crew; o And thunder drove them down from bliss. d7 What mighty storms of poison'd darts Were hurl'd upon the rebels there! What deadly jav'lins nail'd their hearts Fast to the racks of long despair. Shout to your King, ye heavenly host, You that beheld the sinking foe ; Firmly ye stood, when they were lost; o Praise the rich grace that kept you so.] u 9 Proclaim his wonders from the skies Let ev'ry distant nation hear: -And, while you sound his lofty praise, e Let humble mortals bow, and fear! e 1 ; HYMN 28. C. M. Windsor. [*] STOOP down, my thoughts, that used to Think how a gasping mortal lies,- [rise ; p 2 His quiv'ring lip hangs feebly down, Then, speechless, with a doleful groan, e 3 But oh, the soul that never dies! -Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, u 4 Up to the courts where angels dwell a Or devils plunge it down to hell, In infinite despair. p 5 And must my body faint and die? Oh, for some guardian angel nigh, -6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand e And my flesh waits for thy command, To drop into my dust. 1 HYMN 29. C. M. Devizes. [*] JESUS, with all thy saints above, -2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, Who bought me with his blood; e And quench'd his Father's flaming sword, In his own vital flood. o 3 The Lamb, that freed my captive soul From Satan's heavy chains; o And sent the lion down to howl, 8 4 All glory to the dying Lamb, HYMN 30. S. M. Newton. Kibworth. [*] 1 Heavenly Joy on Earth. COME, we who love the Lord, let our joys be known; |