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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