5 This faith would cheer my gloomy way, HE promises I sing, THE Which sov'reign love hath spoke; Nor will the eternal King His words of grace revoke; They stand secure, And stedfast still; 2 The mountains melt away years; That measure mortals 3 Their harmony shall sound 'Midst all the shock Of that dread scene, P. M. 108 Breathing after divine Love. LOVE divine, how sweet thou art ! I thirst, and long, and pant to prove 2 Almighty, precious love of God; 3 O that I could for ever sit 4 Thy love alone do I require, Let earth and all its trifles go, P.M. 109 SWEE Delight in the name of Jesus. WEETER sounds than music knows, All her hopes my spirit owes To his birth, and cross, and shame. 2 When he came the angels sung Glory be to God on high: Lord, unloose my stammering tongue- 3 Did the Lord a man become That he might the law fulfil! 7s. And canst thou then my tongue, be still? 4 No; I must my praises bring, Though they worthless are, and weak; Sure the very stones would speak. 5 O my Saviour, shield, and sun, Shepherd, brother, husband, friend; Ev'ry precious name in one; I will love Thee without end. 110 Praise for God's unspeakable Gift. S. M. D. FATHER, our hearts we lift Up to thy gracious throne, And bless thee for the precious gift The gift unspeakable 2 Jesus, the holy child, Doth by his birth declare A peace on earth he brings The Lord of hosts, the King of kings 3 may we all receive The new-born Prince of peace, And meekly in his Spirit live, And in his love increase! Till he convey us home, Cry ev'ry soul aloud, "Come, Thou desire of nations, come, And take us home to God." 111 The Joy of Faith in Christ's Kingly Office. P. M. REJOICE, the Lord is King, Your God and King adore; Mortals, give thanks and sing, Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heav'n, Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice: 4 He sits at God's right-hand, 5 He all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy, With pure seraphic joy: Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice; 6 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, |