With numbers fill the place, Adorn thy saints with grace; Thy truth may all embrace, O Lord! we pray.
4 O Lord, our God! arise; And now, before our eyes, Thy arm make bare ; Unite our hearts in love, Till, raised to heaven above, We all its goodness prove, And praise thee there.
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Benefits of the Ministry.
1 BLEST is the hour when cares depart,
And earthly scenes are far, When tears of woe forget to start, And gently dawns upon the heart Devotion's holy star.
2 Blest is the place where angels bend To hear our worship rise,
Where kindred thoughts their musings blend, And all the soul's affections tend Beyond the veiling skies.
3 Blest are the hallowed vows that bind Man to his work of love, Bind him to cheer the humble mind, Console the weeping, lead the blind, And guide to joys above.
4 Sweet shall the song of glory swell, Spirit divine, to thee,
When they whose work is finished well In thy own courts of rest shall dwell, Blest through eternity.
1 O THOU, who art above all height ! Our God, our Father, and our Friend! Beneath thy throne of love and light, Let thine adoring children bend.
2 We kneel in praise, that here is set A vine that by thy culture grew; We kneel in prayer, that thou wouldst wet Its opening leaves with heavenly dew. 3 Since thy young servant now hath given Himself, his powers, his hopes, his youth To the great cause of truth and heaven, Be thou his guide, O God of truth! 4 Here may his doctrines drop like rain, His speech like Hermon's dew distil, Till green fields smile, and golden grain, Ripe for the harvest, waits thy will. 5 And when he sinks in death, — by care, Or pain, or toil, or years oppressed, O God! remember then our prayer, And take his spirit to thy rest.
1 LIFT aloud the voice of praise! God, our Father and our Friend, Hear the prayer and song we raise, Weak yet trusting we would bend. 2 Lo! another servant brought
To the heritage of God;- May he teach as Christ hath taught, Tread the path his Saviour trod.
3 To the vineyard may he come Girded with celestial might;
Skilled to draw thy children home, Taught to give the darkened light. 4 Unto thee a people bend,
Bind us heart to heart in love; Flock and pastor, we would tend Ever toward our home above.
Ordination or Installation.
1 O THOU, who on thy chosen Son Didst send thy spirit like a dove, To mark the long expected one,
And seal the messenger of love; 2 And when the heralds of his name
Went forth, his glorious truth to spread, Didst send it down in tongues of flame To hallow each devoted head.
3 So, Lord, thy servant now inspire With holy unction from above; Give him the tongue of living fire, Give him the temper of the dove. 4 Lord, hear thy suppliant church to-day; Accept our work, our souls possess, 'T is ours to labor, watch, and pray; Be thine to cheer, sustain and bless.
CHARITABLE AND MISSIONARY MEET
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For a charitable Occasion.
10 YE who seek Jehovah's face, Bow at his throne, and feel his grace,
Who ask in prayer, and own in praise, That bounteous love which gilds your days, Catch from above the hallowed flame, And dignify the Christian name. 2 Where'er distress and pain appear, Let pity's ready hand be there; With cheering wine and fragrant oil, Bid languor glow and anguish smile; Though woe her lowliest form may wear, Yet God has stamped his image there. 3 When he, the sovereign Judge, draws nigh, And holds th' unerring beam on high, Then shall sweet charity prevail, And angels mark the sinking scale; Jesus shall call his followers home :
"Ye blessed of my Father, come ! "
Kindness to the Afflicted.
1 BRIGHT Source of everlasting love, To thee our souls we raise, And to thy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise.
2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life With every cheering ray,
And kindly checks the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away.
3 What shall we render, bounteous Lord,
For all the grace we see
The goodness feeble man can yield Extendeth not to thee.
4 To scenes of woe, to beds of pain, We'll cheerfully repair,
And, with the gifts thy hand bestows, Relieve the sufferers there.
5 The widow's heart shall sing for joy; The orphan shall be glad ;
And hungering souls we 'll gladly point To Christ, the living bread.
The Rewards of Beneficence.
1 BLEST is the man, whose heart is kind, And melts in pity to the poor; Who, with a sympathizing mind,
Feels what his fellow-men endure. 2 His heart contrives for their relief
More good than his own hands can do ; He, in the time of general grief,
Shall find the Lord hath pity too. 3 This man shall live secure on earth With secret blessings on his head, While sword, or pestilence, or dearth Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if with mortal sufferings tried, Sufferings shall all his soul refine; Sweet hope his refuge shall provide, And minister a bliss divine.
For a charitable Occasion.
1 O, HOW can they look up to heaven, And ask for mercy there,
Who never soothed the poor man's pang, Nor dried the orphan's tear !
2 The dread Omnipotence of heaven We every hour provoke ;
Yet still the mercy of our God
Withholds th' avenging stroke.
3 And Christ was still the healing Friend. Of poverty and pain,
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