HURSLEY. L. M. Francis Joseph Haydn. (1733-1809.) 1798. Arr. by William Henry Monk. 1861. I. SUN of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near: O may no earth-born cloud a rise To hide Thee from Thy ser- vant's eyes. 2 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, 4 If some poor wandering child of Thine 5 Watch by the sick; enrich the poor 6 Come near and bless us when we wake, 3 Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways 4 Do more than pardon; give us joy, 5 For all we love, the poor, the sad, Thou art our Jesus, and our All. Rev. Frederick William Faber. (1814-1863.) 1849 ab. 1031 Evening Song for the Lord's Day. 1 MILLIONS within Thy courts have met, Millions this day before Thee bowed; Their faces Zion-ward were set, Vows with their lips to Thee they vowed Ere through the world our way we take; 2 Soon as the light of morning broke Till, in the ocean of Thy love, O'er island, continent, or deep, Thy far-spread family awoke, Sabbath all round the world to keep. 3 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, Hath failed this day some suit to gain; To those in trouble Thou wert nigh: Not one hath sought Thy face in vain. 4 Yet one prayer more, and be it one, In which both heaven and earth accord Fulfil Thy promise to Thy Son; Let all that breathe call Jesus Lord. James Montgomery. (1771-1854.) 1853. ab. and sl. alt 2 Here, when Thy people seek Thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear Thou in heaven, Thy dwelling-place, And when Thou hearest, O forgive. 3 Here, when Thy messengers proclaiın The blessed gospel of Thy Son, Still by the power of His great name Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 Hosanna! to their heavenly King, When children's voices raise that song, Hosanna! let their angels sing, And heaven with earth the strain prolong. 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest? Here will the world's Redeemer reign? And here the Holy Spirit rest? 6 That glory never hence depart; 13 Lord of the temple, once disowned, 4 Be Thy dear name, like ointment, shed 5 More grand the temple, and the strain The broad, illimitable sky; Yet choose not, Lord, this house alore: 2 He hung its starry roof on high, Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix Thy throne. He spread its pavement, green and bright, And curtained it with morning light. 3 The mountains in their places stood, 4 Lord. 't is not ours to make the sea, 2 Enter with all Thy glorious train, 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, Let God's Anointed shine, With love and power divine, 5 Here let Him hold a lasting throne, Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1719. 1037 God's Blessing invoked. 1O THOU, whose own vast temple stands, Built over earth and sea, Accept the walls that human hands 2 Lord, from Thine inmost glory send, 3 May erring minds, that worship here, And they who mourn, and they who fear Be strengthened as they pray. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earth-born passion dies. William Cullen Bryant. (1794-) 1835. Christ's Beneficence a Pattern for us. 1038 Acts x. 38. 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and Thy steps pursue; Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 3 That man may last, but never lives, Who much receives, but nothing gives, 4 But he who marks from day to day 1039 I FAITH, hope, and charity, these three, 2 Faith, that in prayer can never fail ; Is God's own name, for "God is love." Rev. Thomas Gibbons. (1720-1785.) 1784. 4 But charity, serene, sublime, The useful Life. I Go, labor on; spend and be spent, It is the way the Master went; Should not the servant tread it still? 2 Go, labor on; 't is not for naught; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain : Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises,-what are men? 3 Go, labor on; enough, while here, If He shall praise thee, if He deign Thy willing heart to mark and cheer : No toil for Him shall be in vain. 4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice; 3 Kind deeds of peace and love betray For toil comes rest, for exile home; Where'er the stream has found its way; Soon shalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voice, But, where these spring not rich and fair, The midnight peal: "Behold, I come!" The stream has never wandered there. Rev. Horatius Bonar. (1808-) 1857. ab. Rev. William Hamilton Drummond. (1772-1856.) 1818. ab 393 4 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven, Bp. Christopher Wordsworth (1807—) 1863. ab. and alt. Gioacchimo Rossini. (1792-1868.) 1829. I. BLEST is the man whose spirit shares A suffering brother's wants and cares: The Lord will visit him in grief, And bring his tri- als sweet re- lief. 1044 Rebels He deigns to call His sons, Their souls renewed, their sins forgiven. 2 Go, imitate the grace divine, The grace that blazes like a sun; Hold forth your fair though feeble light; Through all your lives let mercy run. 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings Swift fly your gifts and charity; The hungry feed, the naked clothe, To pain and sickness health apply. 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, And be her counsellor and stay; Adopt the fatherless, and smooth To useful, happy life, his way. Rev. Henry Francis Lyte. (1793-1847.) 1834. 5 When all is done, renounce your deeds, Liberality. IO WHAT stupendous mercy shines Around the Majesty of heaven: Renounce self-righteousness with scorn; Thus will you glorify your God, And thus the Christian name adorn. Rev. Thomas Gibbons. (1720-1785.) 1784. ab. and alt. |