Return, O blissful Sun, and bring
Thy soul reviving ray;

This mental winter shall be spring,
This darkness cheerful day.
50 happy state-divine abode,
Where spring eternal reigns
And perfect day, the smile of God,
Fills all the heavenly plains.

g 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display,
My drooping joys restore;

And guide me to the seats of day,
Where winters frown no more.

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HYMN 212. C. M.

Canterbury. [b*]

Swiftness of Time. New Year.

REMARK, my soul, the narrow bound,

Of the revolving year;

e How swift the weeks complete their round!
How short the months appear.

d 2 So fast eternity comes on-
And that important day,
When all that mortal life hath done,
God's judgment shall survey.

e 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass
The swift revolving year;

And study artful ways t' increase
The speed of its career.

Waken, O God, my careless heart,
Its great concerns to see;
That I may act the Christian part,

And give the year to thee.

o 5 So shall their course more grateful roll,

If future years arise;

Or this shall bear my waiting soul

To joy beyond the skies.

HYMN 213. L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Castle Street. [*]

Help obtained of God. New Year.

1GREAT God, we sing that mighty hand,

By which supported still we stand!

The opening year thy mercy shews;
Let mercy crown it till it close.

e 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God; By his incessant bounty fed,

By his unerring counsel led.

-3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future-all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
e 5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
g Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast.

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HYMN 214. 10 & 11.

RIPPON'S COL.

Walworth. [*]

Goodness of God. New Year.

1H While all our lips and hearts his graces sing;

OUSE of our God, with cheerful anthems ring

The opening year his graces shall proclaim, And all its days be vocal with his name; The Lord is good-his mercy never ending; His blessings in perpetual showers descending. 2 The heaven of heavens he with his bounty fills: Ye seraphs bright, on ever blooming hills, His honours sound; you to whom good alone, Unmingled, ever-growing, has been known: Through your immortal life, with love increasing, Proclaim your Maker's goodness-never ceasing. 3 Thou earth, enlighten'd by his rays divine, Pregnant with grass, and corn, and oil and wine, Crown'd with his goodness, let thy nations meet, And lay their crowns at his paternal feet; With grateful love that lib'ral hand confessing, Which through each heart diffuses ev'ry blessing. e 4 Zion, enrich'd with his distinguish'd grace, Blest with the rays of thine EMMANUEL'S faceZion, Jehovah's portion and delight,

Grav'n on his hands, and hourly in his sight, o In sacred strains, exalt that grace excelling, Which makes thy humble hill his chosen dwelling.

5 His mercy never ends-the dawn, the shade Still see new beauties thro' new scenes display'd; Succeeding ages bless this sure abode,

And children lean upon their father's God. The deathless soul through its immense duration, Drinks from this source inmortal consolation. s 6 Burst into praise, my soul, all nature join; Angels and men, in harmony combine While human years are measur'd by the sun, And while ETERNITY its course shall runHis goodness, in perpetual showers descending, Exalt in songs and raptures never ending. DODDRIDGE

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HYMN 215. C. M. Sunday. [*]
Close of the Year.

1 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes,

And raise your voices high;

o Awake and praise that sovereign love That shews salvation nigh.

-2 On all the wings of time it flies, Each moment brings it near;

o Then welcome, each declining day! Welcome, each closing year!

-3 Not many years their rounds shall run, Nor many mornings rise,

Ere all its glories stand reveal'd,

To our admiring eyes.

o 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course,

с

Ye mortal powers decay;

-Fast as ye bring the night of death,

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Ye bring eternal day.

DODDRIDGE.

HYMN 216. L. M. Carthage [b]

e 1

Importance of Time.

TIME, how few thy value weigh.
How few will estimate a day!
e Days, months, and years, are rolling on,
a The soul neglected-and undone.

-2 In painful cares, or empty joys,
Our life its precious hours destroys;
Whilst death stands watching at our side,
Eager to stop the living tide.

e 3 Was it for this, ye mortal race,
Your Maker gave you here a place?
Was it for this his thoughts design'd
The frame of your immortal mind?
d 4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime,
He fashion'd all the sons of time;
Pilgrims on earth; but soon to be-
The heirs of immortality.

-5 This season of your being, know,
Is given to you your seeds to sow;
Wisdom's and folly's differing grain,
In future worlds, is bliss, and pain.
e 6 Then let me every day review,
Idle or busy, search it through;
And whilst probation's minutes last,
Let ev'ry day amend the past.

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SCOTT.

HYMN 217. C. P. M. Pilgrim. [b]
Serious prospect of Eternity.

Lo on a narrow neck of land,

"Twixt two unbounded seas I stand-
Yet how insensible !

-A point of time-a moment's space-
Removes me to yon heavenly place,
Or-shuts me up in hell!

-2 O God, my inmost soul convert,
And deeply in my thoughtless heart,
Eternal things impress;

Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And save me, ere it be too late-

Wake me to righteousness.

-3 Before me place, in bright array,
The pomp of that tremendous day;

When thou with clouds shalt come,
To judge the nations at thy bar;—
e And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,
To meet a joyful doom?

4 Be this my one great business here,
With holy trembling, holy fear,
To make my calling sure!
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil,
And suffer all thy righteous will,
And to the end endure !

o 5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive,
Transported from this vale, to live,
And reign with thee above;

g Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope, in full, supreme delight,
And everlasting love.

RIPPON'S COL.

HYMN 218. 8 & 7. Sicilian. [*]

Eternity joyfully anticipated.

1 IN this world of sin with many a Compass'd round with many a care,

From eternity we borrow

Hope that can exclude despair.

2 Thee, triumphant God and Saviour,
In the glass of faith we see!
O assist each faint endeavour!

Raise our earth-born souls to thee.
e 3 Place that awful scene before us,
Of the last tremendous day,-
-When to life thou wilt restore us:
Lingering ages haste away.

4 When this vile and sinful nature
Incorruption shall put on :

-Life renewing, glorious Saviour,
Let thy glorious will be done.

MADAN'S COL

HYMN 219. C. M. Plymouth. [b]
Of Age approaching.

1 ETERNAL God, enthron'd on high

Whom angel hosts adore;

Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh,
Thy presence I implore.

2 O guide me down the steep of age,
And keep my passions cool:
Teach me to scan the sacred page,
And practise every rule.

3 My flying years time urges on,
What's human must decay;

e My friends, my young companions goneCan I expect to stay?

e 4 Can I exemption plead, when death Projects his awful dart?