3 Finish, then, thy new creation,
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee:
Chang'd from glory into glory,
Till in heav'n we take our place;
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
Acts i, 9-11. (P. M.) Lak
1 REJOICE! the Lord is King!
Your God and King adore ;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore :
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
2 Jesus, the Saviour reigns,
The God of truth and love;
When he had purg'd our stains,
He took his seat above:
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice,
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
3 His kingdom cannot fail,
He rules o'er earth and heav'n;
The keys of death and hell
Are to our Jesus giv'n:
Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.
4 Rejoice, in glorious hope,
Jesus the judge shall come,
And take his servants up
To their eternal home!
We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice!
1 COME, blessed Spirit, source of light,
Whose pow'r and grace are unconfin'd,
Dispel the gloomy shades of night,
The thicker darkness of the mind.
2 To mine illumin'd eyes display
The glorious truth thy word reveals,
Cause me to run the heav'nly way,
The book unfold, and loose the seals.
3 Thine inward teachings make me know, The myst'ries of redeeming love, The emptiness of things below,
And excellence of things above.
4 While through this dubious maze I stray,
Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad,
To show the dangers of the way,
And guide my feeble steps to God.
57 Matthew vi, 24-34. (D. C. M.)
1 FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield Our wants a fresh supply:
Thou cloth'st the lilies of the field,
And hear'st the ravens cry:
Thy love in all thy works we see;
Thy promise, Lord, we plead;
And humbly cast our care on thee,
Who knowest all our need.
2 Let not the world engage our love,
Nor cares our bosom fill;
But fix our hearts on things above,
That we may do thy will:
The comfort of thy light bestow;
Our faith and hope increase;
And let us, in thy presence, know
Contentment, joy, and peace.
1 IN thine own appointed way,
On thy holy sabbath day,
Lord, within thy house we meet,
Pleading at thy mercy seat:
Thou wilt own our humble claim,
For we plead the Saviour's name.
2 He hath pour'd his precious blood;
He hath made our peace with God;
He hath overcome the grave;
Ours the souls he came to save:
In his name we now appear;
Lord, through him, receive our prayer.
3 Needful grace to all afford;
Bless the message of thy word;
Let the Holy Ghost impart
Light and peace to ev'ry heart;
Heal the sick, the captive free:
Let us all rejoice in thee.
Genesis xxviii, 8. (c. M.)
1 O GOD of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;
Who, through this weary pilgrimage,
Hast all our fathers led.
2 Our vows, our pray'rs, we now present Before thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
3 Through each perplexing path of life,
Our wand'ring footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
4 O spread thy cov'ring wings around,
Till all our wand'rings cease;
And at our Father's lov'd abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.
5 Such blessings from thy gracious hand, Our humble pray'rs implore;
And thou shalt be our chosen God,
And portion evermore.
Isaiah lxiii, 4. (P.M.)
BLOW ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
2 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest,
Ye mournful souls, be glad,
of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Extol the Lamb of God,
The sin-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by his blood
Through all the world proclaim,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive,
And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
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