BELMONT. C. M. SAMUEL WEBBE. 154 Goodness and mercy. 1 LET every tongue thy goodness speak, Thou sovereign Lord of all; Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, 2 When sorrows bow the spirit down, Thou know'st the pains thy servants feel, Thy grace is ever nigh. 4 Thy mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere: Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love Is joined with holy fear. 5 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, Let all the sons of Adam raise With watchful care their charge defend, 4 Our lives those holy angels keep 5 And when our spirits we resign, 156 CHARLES WESLEY. The twenty-third Psalm. 1 THE Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want: He makes me down to lie In pastures green; he leadeth me 2 My soul he doth restore again; 3 Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill; For thou art with me, and thy rod 4 A table thou hast furnished me My head thou dost with oil anoint, 5 Goodness and mercy all my life And in God's house for evermore VRANCIS KOJA DUNDEE. C. M. GUILLAUME FRANC. 157 Rejoicing in deliverance. 1 0 THOU, who, when we did complain, Didst all our griefs remove, O Saviour, do not now disdain Our humble praise and love. 2 Since thou a pitying ear didst give, 3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train, 4 To thee, O Lord of life, we prayed, And did for succor flee: "O save," in our distress we said, "The souls that trust in thee." 5 How good thou art! how large thy grace! How ready to forgive! Thy mercies crown our fleeting days; 6 Our eyes no longer drowned in tears, While thousands fall on every side, 3 The angels watch him on his way, 4 He feeds in pastures large and fair Of love and truth divine: O child of God, O glory's heir, 5 A hand almighty to defend, 159 HENRY F. LYTE. The only source of blessing. 1 JEHOVAH, God, thy gracious power On every hand we see; O may the blessings of each hour 2 If on the wings of morn we speed, Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, Thy love our path surround. 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, 4 From morn till noon-till latest eve, Thy hand, O God, we see; And all the blessings we receive, JOHN THOMSON. MANOAH. C. M. FROM MEHUL AND HAYDN 161 Verily, thou art a God that hidest thyself.-Isa. 45:15. 1 Gop moves in a mysterious way 2 Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take: The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, The bud may have a bitter taste, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, WILLIAM COWPKR. Doxology. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, TATE AND BRADY. HAMBURG. L. M. ARR. FROM A GREGORIAN CHANT BY LOWELL MASON. 162 Crowning God with praise. 1 KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong; 2 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms; 3 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest; ISAAC WATTS. 163 An awful guide, in smoke and flame. Returned the fiery column's glow. 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, 4 And O. when gathers on our path, Who fed thee last, will feed thee still: 2 The Lord, who built the earth and sky, 3 Without reserve give Christ your heart; 1 The tempter to my soul hath said, 2 Thus to the Lord I raised my cry: 3 I laid me down and slept,-I woke; 4 I will not fear, though arméd throngs Surround my steps in all their wrath; Salvation to the Lord belongs; His presence guards his people's path. JAMES MONTGOMERY. FORTRESS. f 8, 7, 6. MARTIN LUTHER. God a mighty fortress. 1 A MIGHTY fortress is our God, On earth is not his equal. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, L. M. Dost ask who that may be? And he must win the battle. 3 And though this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us; We will not fear, for God hath willed The Prince of darkness grim We tremble not for him; His rage we can endure, For lo! his doom is sure, One little word shall fell him. 4 That word above all earthly powers His kingdom is forever. MARTIN LUTHER, TR. BY F. H. HEDGE. |