1 OH why should Israel's sons, once blest,
Still roam the scorning world around;
Disown'd of heav'n, by man opprest,
Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground!
2 Oh God of Israel, rend in twain
The veil which hides their Shiloh's light;
The sever'd olive branch again
To its own parent stock unite.
3 While Judah views his birthright gone,
With contrite shame his bosom move,
The Saviour he denied, to own;
The Lord he crucified, to love.
4 Haste, glorious day, expected long,
When Jew and Greek, one prayer shall raise;
With eager feet, one temple throng;
One God, with mutual rapture praise!
Matthew xxviii, 17-20. (c. M.)
1 ALL that supplies our daily need,
Thy hands, O Lord, bestow :
The means of grace, the hope of heav'n,
From thee alone must flow.
2 Thou hast ordain'd the ministers,
Who bring us heav'nly food,
That they may keep the chosen flock,
Bought with thy precious blood.
3 Oh may thy love constrain their hearts;
Let needful strength be giv'n;
Fill them with zeal and wisdom here,
And crown their work in heav'n.
Galatians vi, 2. (L. M.)
1 OUR souls shall magnify the Lord, In him our spirit shall rejoice; Assembled here with one accord,
Our hearts shall praise him with our voice.
2 God of our hope, to thee we bow ;
Thou art our refuge in distress;
The husband of the widow thou,
The father of the fatherless.
3 May we the law of love fulfil,
Lighten each other's burthens here;
Suffer and do thy righteous will,
And walk in all thy faith and fear.
4 Then grant our union, here begun,
May last for ever, firm and free;
Around thy throne may we be one,
One with each other and with thee.
Colossians i, 12-14. (c.M.)
1 FATHER of mercies! let our songs
With thee acceptance find;
Thy loving-kindness we confess,
To us and all mankind.
2 Thanks for creation, are thy due,
For life preserv'd by thee;
For all the blessings life affords,
So great, and yet so free!
3 Thanks for redemption above all,
To us in Jesus giv'n;
Thanks for the means of grace on earth,
And for the hope of heav'n.
4 O let a sense of this thy grace,
Our best affections move;
That while our lips thy praise proclaim,
Our hearts may feel thy love.
1 IN sacred songs, your voices raise,
To sing the great Redeemer's praise;
Yet who, but saints, in heav'n above,
Can tell the riches of his love!
2 That love in gentle accents shed
A blessing upon childhood's head;
Bade e'en the young to hope for grace,
And seek the glories of his face.
3 Blest Shepherd of the sheep! he leads
The wand'rers, and the hungry feeds;
Deigns in his arms the young to bear,
And makes them his peculiar care.
4 Hear, Lord, thy children's pray'r, and still
Let the full tide of bounty flow;
That thousands yet unborn may learn
Thy will, and all thy mercies know.
Ezekiel xxxvii, 9. (L. M.) ~LCHRAY
1 O SPIRIT of the living God!
In all thy plenitude of grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend upon our fallen race!
2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love,
To preach the reconciling word;
Give pow'r and unction from above,
Where'er the joyful sound is heard.
3 O Spirit of the Lord! prepare
The wide-spread earth, her God to meet;
Breathe thou abroad, like morning air,
Till hearts of stone begin to beat.
4 Baptize the nations:-far and nigh,
The triumphs of the cross record;
The name of Jesus glorify,
Till ev'ry kindred call him Lord.
1 TO thee, O Lord, with dawning light,
My thankful voice I'll raise;
Thy mighty pow'r to celebrate,
Thy holy name to praise :-
2 For thou, in helpless hour of night,
Hast compassed my bed,
And now refresh'd, with peaceful sleep,
Thou liftest up my head.
3 Grant me, O God, thy quick'ning grace,
Thro' this and ev'ry day;
That, guided and upheld by thee,
My feet may never stray.
4 Increase my faith, increase my hope,
Increase my zeal and love;
And fix my heart's affections all
On Christ and things above.
5 And when, life's labours o'er, I sink
To slumber in the grave;
In death's dark vale, be thou my trust,
To succour and to save.
6 That so thro' him, who bled and died,
And rose again for me,
"The grave and gate of death"
A passage home to thee.
2 Timothy iii, 15. (L. M)
1 HOW blest are they who early taught
To know and love the word of truth;
Far from the sinner's path are brought
To serve their Maker in their youth.
2 And blest are they, whose pious care
Forbids the youthful foot to stray;
Unfolds the book of truth, and there
To life eternal points the way.
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