Hath broke the darksome gloom: 4 Now may we dwell in peace, Till thou shalt guide us home: Then shall our tongues thy love proclaim, TURNER. HADI the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found 3 Should I distribute all my store HA APPY is he, whose early years Who hates the sinner's path, and fears WATTS. 2 Our youth, devoted to the Lord, A flower when offer'd in the bud 3 'Tis easier work, if we begin 4 It saves us from a thousand fears 5 To thee, Almighty God, to thee 6 We'll do thy work, we'll speak thy praise, Thus we're prepar'd for longer days, WATTS. The Glory and Defence of the Church. HAPPY the Church! thou sacred place, The seat of thy Creator's grace! The holy courts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God. 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, Will sing his love, and speak his praise. WATTS. H "APPY the mind where graces reign, Love is the brightest of the train, 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, Our stubborn sins will fight and reign 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 4 Soon as we drop this mortal clay, On wings of love we'll soar away, 5 This is the grace that lives and sings, 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings, In realms of endless peace. WATTS, altered. HYMN 358. L. M. Rich Treasure in earthen Vessels. H Thy favours, how divine! OW rich thy bounty, King of kings! The blessings which thy gospel brings, 2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys; How mean! when set against those joys 3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace 4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, 5 Such wonders, power divine effects; 2 3 HYMN 359. S. M. The Love of Truth. MPOSTURE shrinks from light, But Christian truths the test invite, They bid us search and try. A meek inquiring mind, Lord, help us to maintain; That growing knowledge we may find, With understanding blest, Created to be free, Our faith on man we dare not rest, 4 Give us the light we need, Our minds with knowledge fill! 5 The truth thou shalt impart, HYMN 360. DODDRIDGE. C. M. God our Portion. Ps. iv. 6, 7. N vain the erring world inquires Whilst earth confines their low desires, 2 Illusive dreams of happiness Their eager thoughts employ ; They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss 3 Not all the good, which earth bestows, 4 Begone, ye gilded vanities! 5 To thee, my God, my soul aspires; 6 Immortal joy thy smiles impart, One glimpse of thee will glad my heart, MRS. STEELE HYMN 361. L. M. The Blessings of the Gospel. 'N various forms, to saints of old, But Christ, commission'd from above, |