Night will not veil his ceaseless ray, The heavenly Sabbath never dies.
1 WE bless Thee for this sacred day, Thou, who hast every blessing given, Which sends the dreams of earth away, And yields a glimpse of opening heaven.
2 Rich day of holy thoughtful rest, May we enjoy thy calm repose; And, in thy service truly blest, Forget the world, its joys and woes.
3 Lord! may thy truth, upon the heart, Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew, And flowers of grace in freshness start, Where once the weeds of error grew.
4 May prayer now lift her sacred wings, Contented with that aim alone, Which bears her to the King of Kings, And rests her at his sheltering throne.
Commencing Hymn. 8's & 7's M. J. Taylor.
1 FAR from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and fond desires, Here our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires.
2 From the fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes; Mercy from above proclaiming Peace and pardon from the skies.
3 Who may share this great salvation? Every pure and humble mind; Every kindred, tongue and nation, From the dross of guilt refined.
4 Blessings all around bestowing, God withholds his care from none; Grace and mercy ever flowing
From the fountain of his throne.
5 Lord, with favor still attend us; Bless us with thy wondrous love; Thou, our sun and shield, defend us : All our hope is from above.
1 THE sun has gone to rest,
The bee forsakes the flower;
The young bird slumbers in its nest, Within the leafy bower.
3 Where have I been this day? Into what follies run?
Forgive me, Father, when I pray Through Jesus Christ, thy Son.
3 When all my days are o'er, And in the tomb I rest,
Oh may my ransom'd spirit soar Up to a Saviour's breast.
1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, Hope and comfort from above:
Let us each, thy peace possessing, Triumph in redeeming love.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound.
3 Make us gentle, kind and lowly; Teach us, Father, by thy word, How we may be good and holy, Like to Jesus Christ our Lord.
1 FATHER, once more let grateful praise And humble prayer to thee ascend; Thou Guide and Guardian of our ways, Our early and our only Friend.
2 Since every day and hour that's gone Has been with mercy richly crown'd, Mercy, we know, shall still flow on, Forever sure, as time rolls round.
3 Hear then the parting prayers we pour, And bind our hearts in love alone; And if we meet on earth no more, May we at last surround thy throne.
1 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour,
And the Father's boundless love,
With the holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above.
2 Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Thro' every land, by every tongue.
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.
1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown that day; God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 And will man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come?
No: the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here by faith and love Songs of praise to sing above.
6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death Then amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
31. Praise for Creation and Provi- C. M.
1 I SING the mighty power of God That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies.
2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey.
3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, Who fills the earth with food; He formed the creatures by his word, And then pronounced them good.
4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn my eye!
If I survey the ground I tread; Or gaze upon the sky!
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