XXXV.-Hay Time. 1 THE grass and flow'rs which clothe the field, And look so green and gay, Touch'd by the sithe, defenceless yield, 2 Fit emblem of our mortal state! The young, the strong, the wise, the great, 3 Ah! trust not to your fleeting breath, 4 And you, who hitherto are spar'd, 5 The grass, when dead, revives no more; But, oh! if death should prove the door 6 Lord, help us to obey thy call, That, from our sins set free, When like the grass our bodies fall, 1 SEE! the corn again in ear, How the fields and valleys smile! Harvest now is drawing near, To repay the farmer's toil. * Isa. xl. 7. Gracious Lord, secure the crop ! We have sinn'd, but thou art good. Was produc'd from foreign seeds; 3 Though, when newly sown, it lay, Kindly heat and gentle show'rs: *Hosea xiv. 7. Mark iv. 26-29. CHRISTMAS. XXXVII.-Praise for the Incarnation. 1 SWEETER sound than music knows Charm me in Immanuel's name; All her hopes my spirit owes To his birth, and cross, and shame. 2 When he came, the angels sung, Glory be to God on high!' Lord, unloose my stamm'ring tongue; 3 Did the Lord a man become, And canst thou, my tongue, be still? 4 No, I must my praises bring, Though they worthless are, and weak; For, should I refuse to sing, Sure the very stones would speak. 5 O my Saviour, Shield, and Sun, Shepherd, Brother, Husband, Friend! Ev'ry precious name in one, I will love thee without end. XXXVIII. C. Jehovah-Jesus. 1 My song shall bless the Lord of all, My praise shall climb to his abode; Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, The great Supreme, the mighty God. 2 Without beginning or decline, Object of faith, and not of sense; Eternal ages saw him shine, He shines eternal ages hence. 3 As much, when in the manger laid, Almighty ruler of the sky, As when the six days' work he made Fill'd all the morning stars with joy. 4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, Salvation is his dearest claim ; That gracious sound well-pleas'd he hears, And owns Immanuel for his name. 5 A cheerful confidence I feel, My well-plac'd hopes with joy I see; XXXIX.-Man honoured above Angels. 1 Now let us join with hearts and tongues, And emulate the angels' songs; Yea, sinners may address their King 2 They praise the Lamb who once was slain* 4 Jesus, who pass'd the angels by, As man, he fills the throne of God. * Rev. v. + Heb. ii. 16. 5. Our next of kin, our brother now, They join with us to praise his name, 6 But, ah! how faint our praises rise! That we, who share his richest love, So cold and unconcern'd should prove. 7 O glorious hour, it comes with speed, When we, from sin and darkness freed, Shall see the God who died for man, And praise him more than angels can XL.- Saturday Evening. 1 SAFELY through another week 2 Mercies multiply'd each hour, Fed and guided by his hand : Though ungrateful we have been, $ While we pray for pard'ning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Shew thy reconciled face, Shine away our sin and shame : From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this night with thee! 4 When the morn shall bid us rise, May we feel thy presence near! May thy glory meet our eyes, When we in thy house appear ! * Book III. Hymn 88. |