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2 Silent and swift they glide away ;
Steady and strong the current flows,
The boundless gulf from whence it rose.
Upon the rapid stream are borne
Whence not one soul can e'er return.
Presents a gaudy, flattering show,
Nor think to what a world we go.
To know the price of every hour,
Beyond its measure and its power.
727. 10 & 11s. M. DODDRIDGE.
For New Year's Day. 1 HOUSE of our God, with cheerful anthems ring,
While all our lips and hearts his graces sing ;
And all its days be vocal with his name.
Pregnant with grass, and corn, and oil, and wine ;
And lay their crowns at his paternal feet;
Still see new beauties through new scenes displayed ;
The soul of man, through its immense duration,
Angels and men in harmony combine ;
And while eternity its course shall run,
Obeys thy powerful nod;
Declares the present God.
In living verdure dressed ;
Thy beauties stand confessed.
Nor do the hours delay;
Beneath his ripening ray.
And spreads a general feast ;
The greatest and the least.
And shows her furrowed brow,
How awful, Lord, art thou !
6 The rolling year, Almighty Lord !
Obeys thy powerful nod;
Declares the present God. 729.
L. M. Esfield's SELECT. The Goodness of God in the Seasons. 1 GREAT God! at whose all-powerful call
At first arose this beauteous frame,
The changing seasons speak thy name. 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year,
From winter storms recovered, rise ;
Fresh opening to our wondering eyes. 3 O, how delightful 't is to see
The earth in vernal beauty dressed !
Thy bright perfections shine confessed !
we taste ; - let every heart With grateful love and duty glow. 30. C.M.
Address the Lord on high ;
And waters veil the sky.
To cheer the plains below;
And corn in valleys grow.
He bids the sun cut short his race,
And wintry days appear.
With gentle, smiling rays;
His goodness and his praise.
Proclaim the opening year,
What prospects bright appear !
Their thousand notes of praise ;
To God their offering raise.
Reflect the morning sky ;
The wild bird soars on high.
That saw the Saviour rise,
Shall dawn on earth and skies.
Obscure those mansions blest,
The weary are at rest.
And blossoms deck the spray,
2 Hark! how the feathered warblers sing!
'T is nature's cheerful voice ; Soft music hails the lovely spring,
And woods and fields rejoice.
Thy heavenly gifts impart;
Spring, blooming in my heart.
Glad nature's cheerful song,
Attune my joyful tongue.
Seasons in order rise :
Through earth, and seas, and skies.
How warm the sun's bright beains !
Descend in gentle streams.
Thy providential hand,
Adorn and bless the land.
Of thy beloved Son ;
Through endless ages run. 734. 7 & 6s. M. BRITISH MAGAZINE,