2 Behold Jehovah's royal hand Whose gems with vivid lustre shine, 3 No more I seek for transient good, I spring to seize superior joys 4 Ye hearts, with youthful vigour warm, Nor shall ye want the goods of earth, DODDRIDGE. Faith in the invisible God. TERNAL and immortal King! Thy peerless splendours none can bear; But darkness veils seraphic eyes, 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom, And with its tremblings mingle joy, In fix'd regards, great God! to thee. 3 Then every tempting form of sin, Aw'd by thy presence, disappears; And all the glowing, raptur'd soul The likeness it contemplates, wears. 40 ever conscious to my heart! Witness to its supreme desire; Behold it presses on to thee, For it hath caught the heavenly fire. 5 This one petition would it urge, To bear thee ever in its sight; DODDRIDGE. ORD! when my thoughts delighted rove Lamidst the wonders of thy love, Sweet hope revives my drooping heart, MRS. STEELE. THOU HOUGH perfect eloquence adorn'd Though I could speak in higher strains 2 Though prophecy my soul inspir'd, 3 Although with liberal hands I gave 4 Nay, though my faith, with boundless power, Even mountains could remove; I still am nothing, if I'm void Of pure celestial love. Edinburgh Coll. HYMN 480. C. M. The Law of Love. ALL nature feels attractive power, strong embracing force; The drops that sparkle in the shower, 2 Thus in the universe of mind The charity, both strong and kind, 4 More perfect bond! the christian plan Our neighbour is the suff'ring man, 5 To earth below, from heaven above, HYMN 481. C. M. Charity. DRENNAN. DAUGHTERS of pity, tune the lay; To mourners joy belongs; While he that wipes all tears away 2 No altars smoke, no off'rings bleed, 3 Our off'ring is a willing mind 4 Go to the pillow of disease, 1 Where night gives no repose, 5 Go where the friendless stranger lies, Snatch from the grave his closing eyes, 6 Thus, what our heavenly Father gave, HYMN 482. L. M. Christian Zeal tempered by Charity. HAMPSON. GREAT God! whose all-pervading eye When sunk too low or rais'd too high, While hope and heaven-ey'd faith excite, 4 That wisdom which to meekness turns, HYMN 483. Sevens Metre. WATTS. Praise for Redemption. Ps. cxxx. 7. Luke i. 68. 1 Pet. i. 18, 19. NOW TOW begin the heavenly theme, Ye, who his salvation prove, 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace, 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 2 RIPPON'S Coll. HYMN 484. Hallelujah Metre. Jubilce. Lev. xxv. 10, 39, 40, 41. Isa. lii. 3. BLOW ye the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound! Let all the nations know, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb! Redemption, by his blood, Through all the lands proclaim; |