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Old and New Year.
168 So teach us to number our days, that we
may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Jesu, our Redeemer, hear.
Rock of strength, be Thou our stay;
Be our true and living way.
In the coming year shall tread;
Comfort Thou his dying bed.
Keep us evermore Thine own,
Fit us for the promised crown.
We shall praise, on golden strings
Lord of lords, and King of kings.
169 Hitherto hath the Lord helped us. L.M. M Y Helper God! I bless His Name, M1 The same His power! His grace the same! The tokens of His friendly care Open, and crown, and close the year.
I mid ten thousand dangers stand,
Thus far the Lord hath led me on,
My grateful soul, on Jordan's shore,
RISE, O God, and shine
To spread Thy glorious light;
O bring the nations near,
That they may sing Thy praise ;
And learn Thy holy ways !
Exert Thy glorious power!
The nations then shall see,
In converts born of Thee :
171 Awake, awake, put on strength, 0 arm of
of the Lord I awake, as in the ancient
days. ARM of the Lord, awake, awake! K Put on Thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee. Say to the heathen, from Thy throne, “I am Jehovah, God alone!”. Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. Let Zion's time of favour come ; O bring the tribes of Israel home! And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim, Exalt the Saviour's glorious Name, Let every foe before Him fall, Confessed, adored, the Lord of all.
Let the Creator's praise arise :
Come over, and help us.
DROM Greenland's icy mountains,
T From India's coral strand,
Roll down their golden sand;
From many a palmy plain,
Their land from error's chain.
What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle,
And only man is vile;
The gifts of God are strown;
Bows down to wood and stone.
Can we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
The lamp of life deny ?
The joyful sound proclaim,
Has learnt Messiah's Name !