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MEAR. C. M.
4 Am I a stranger, or at home,
'Tis my perpetual feast; POR ever blessed be the Lord, Not honey dropping from the comb My Saviour and my Shield;
So much allures the taste. He sends his Spirit with his word,
5 No treasures so enrich the mind; To arm me for the field.
Nor shall thy word be sold 2 When sin and hell their force unite,
For loads of silver well refined, He makes my soul his care;
Nor heaps of choicest gold. Instructs me in the heavenly fight, 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, And guards me through the war. Thy promises of grace
Are pillars to support my hope; 3 A Friend and Helper so divine
And there I write thy praise.
Amidst his Father's throne:
Prepare new honors for his name,
And songs before unknown. 0law! 2 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 'Tis daily my delight:
Be endless blessings paid;
Salvation, glory, joy remain
For ever on thy head. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, 3 Thou hast redeemed our souls with To meditate thy word:
Hast set the prisoners free, [blood, My soul with longing melts away, Hast made us kings and priests to God, To hear thy gospel, Lord.
And we shall reign with thee. 3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, 4 The worlds of nature and of grace And well employ my tongue,
Are put beneath thy power; And in my tiresome pilgrimage Then shorten these delaying days, Yield me a heavenly song,
And bring the promised hour.
And freed from every weight of sin,
Their holy footsteps trace.
3 Behold a Witness nobler still,
Who trod affliction's path;
Jesus, the author, finisher,
Rewarder of our faith. 2 I love her gates, I love the road; The church, adorned with grace,
4 He for the joy before him set,
And moved by pitying love, Stands like a palace built for God,
Endured the cross, despised the shame, To show his milder face.
And now he reigns above.
The holy tribes repair;
Press we to God's right hand;
There, with the Saviour and his saints, And sits in judgment there.
Triumphantly to stand. 4 Peace be within this sacred place,
And joy a constant guest; With holy gifts and heavenly grace FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP.
Be her attendants blest. 5 My soul shall pray for Zion still,
229 While life or breath remains; (dwell,
And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our song.
2 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise praise,
In us the heavenly flame;
Then shall our lips resound thy praise, And, blest with thy salvation raise
Our hearts adore thy name.
And fill thy dwellings here,
Till life, and love, and joy divine,
A heaven on earth appear.
YOME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, For liberty they prayed; thy hand
With all thy quickening powers, The timely blessing gave.
Kindle a flame of sacred love
In these cold hearts of ours. 4 On thee, in want, in wo or pain, Our hearts alone rely;
2 Look how we grovel here below, Our rights thy mercy will maintain,
Fond of these trifling toys:
Our souls can neither fly nor go,
To reach eternal joys. 5 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power deAnd still exalt thy fame; [clare,
3 In vain we tune our formal songs, While we glad songs of praise prepare,
In vain we strive to rise;
Hosannas languish on our tongues,
And our devotion dies, 228 II.
4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live
At this poor, dying rate;
Our love so faint, so cold to thee,
And thine to us so great ?
With all thy quickening powers, 2 Let us with zeal like theirs inspired, Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, Strive in the Christian race;
And that shall kindle ours.
NAOMI. C. M.
3 Thy light, and strength, and pardoning
And glory shall be mine; (grace, ENTER
HRONED on high, Almighty My life and soul, my heart and flesh,
And all my powers are thine.
OD of our life, thy various praise Thy heavenly influence give; Thy hand revolves our fleeting days, Quicken our souls, our guilt remove, And brings the seasons round. That we in Christ may live.
2 In every scene of life, thy care, 3 To our benighted minds reveal
In every age, we see;
And constant as thy favors are,
3 Still may thy love, in every scene, 4 His love within us shed abroad,
To every age appear;
And let the same compassion deign Till God in us, and we in God,
To bless the opening year.
4 If mercy smile, let mercy bring
My wandering soul to God;
And in affliction I shall sing, 232 I.
If thou wilt bless the rod. THE promise of my Father's love
FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP. He said, and gave his soul to death,
And sealed the grace with blood. 234 2 To this dear covenant of thy word FATHER of mercies, in thy word,
I set my worthless name;
For these celestial lines.
2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice, 12 Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Spreads heavenly peace around; Before thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race. 3 O! may these heavenly pages be 3 Through each perplexing path of life My ever dear delight;
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide. 4 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 4 O spread thy covering wings around, Be thou for ever near!
Till all our wanderings cease, Teach me to love thy sacred word, And at our Father's loved abode And view my Saviour there.
Our souls arrive in peace. 235
238 FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss HOS
TOSANNA with a cheerful sound, Thy sovereign will denies,
To God's upholding hand; Accepted at thy throne of grace,
Ten thousand snares attend us round, Let this petition rise:
And yet secure we stand. 2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
2 That was a most amazing power,
That raised us with a word;
And every day and every hour,
We lean upon the Lord. 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 3 The evening rests our weary head, My life and death attend;
And angels guard the room; Thy presence thro' my journey shine,
We wake, and we admire the bed,
That was not made our tomb.
4 God is our Sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings; 236
Our feeble flesh lies safe at night,
Beneath his spreading wings.
When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Torthee, my God, whose presence fills Through life's dark wilderness; To thee, whose name, whose heart is Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, With all my powers I rise. (Love. To dwell before thy face.
2 Troubles in long succession roll; 3 Were I in heaven without my God,
Wave rushes upon wave: 'Twould be no joy to me;
Pity, O pity my distress;
Thy child, thy suppliant save.
3 O bid the roaring tempest cease, 4 But to draw near to thee, my God,
Or give me strength to bear Shall be my sweet employ;
Whate'er thy holy will appoints, My tongue shall sound thy works
And save me from despair. And tell the world my joy. [abroad, 4 To thee, my God, alone I look;
On thee alone confide:
Thou never hast deceived the soul 237
That on thy grace relied. 0.
GOD of Bethel, by whose hand 5 Though oft thy ways are wrapt in
Mysterious and unknown, [clouds, Who through this weary pilgrimage Truth, Righteousness, and ' Mercy Hast all our fathers led;
The pillars of thy throne. (stund,
ORTONVILLE. C. M.
12 Here pardon, life and joys divine,
In rich effusion flow,
For guilty rebels lost in sin,
sing My dear Redeemer's praise;
And doomed to endless woe. The glories of my God and King,
3 The almighty Former of the skies The triumphs of his grace.
Stooped to our vile abode;
While angels viewed with wondering 2 My gracious Master, and my God, Assist me to proclaim,
And hailed the incarnate God. (eyes, To spread through all the earth abroad 4 ! the rich depths of love divine! The honors of thy name.
Of bliss a boundless store!
Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine; 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, I cannot wish for more.
That bids our sorrows cease; "Tis music in the sinner's ears:
5 On thee alone my hope relies, 'Tis life, and health, and peace.
Beneath thy cross I fall;
My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin; My Saviour, and my All!
He sets the prisoner free;
II. 5 Let us obey, we then shall know, LOD is our refuge, tried and proved,
Shall feel our sins forgiven: Anticipate our heaven below,
We will not fear though earth be And own that love in heaven.
And hills in ocean hurled. (moved,
12 The waves may roar, the mountains 241 1.
Our comforts shall not cease; [shake, The Lord his saints will not forsake,
The Lord will give us peace. charms
3 A gentle stream of hope and love Dwell in the blissful sound !
To us shall ever flow;
And spreads sweet comfort round. It cheers his church below.
THE Saviour! O what endless