1 5 Raiser of the dead to life! Save the world from war and strife. 6 Opener of the prison door! HYMN 47. C. M. Natural Objects, images of Spiritual. Lo, what a speaking lustre shines In all the works of God; His wisdom, writ in fairest lines, KNEELAND. 2 The heavens, adorn'd with moon and stars, The day his strong impression bears; 3 Their language through the earth is heard; Proclaims the cheering, peaceful word, 4 Behold yon glowing, radiant sun, 5 Such is thy law, O God of grace! A law of love, and truth and peace; 6 Nor shall its noral light grow dim, TURNER. HYMN 48. L. M. God is Love. W My Maker's works, below, above; HEN my astonish'd eyes behold And read his name in lines of gold, And loud proclaim, "My God is Love." H. BALLOU. Christ fairer than Men. Ps. xlv. 1, 2. ELESTIAL Pow'r above, CELESTIAL Pow'r a And fill my soul with heavenly love, While I attune my lyre. 2 Help me the joyful theme The grace and glory of the Lamb, 3 Ten thousand times more fair 4 Than all the sons of men, Art thou, my Saviour, and my Lord, Into thy lips were pour'd, Celestial streams of grace, That thou might'st plent'ously afford 5 6 God hath anointed thee HYMN 50. L. M. The True Light. John i. 9, &c. S. STREET BEHOLD the sun, whose cheering light Dispels the darkness of the night; And in his name shall all confess, The Lord is God our Righteousness. KNEEL T Religion, a Heaven below. O wand'rers in the dismal road Religion points the way to God, And gives the peace of heaven below. Find in Religion-heaven below. 3 To the oppress'd, the poor not fed, Who from the rich quite empty go, Religion brings fair Zion's bread, And fills the soul with heaven below. 4 Those who in riches, fame, and power, Nothing but anxious cares can know, Find, in religion's humble bower, That peace which makes a heaven below. 5 The sick, the weak, the dying too, Who earthly joys nor comforts know, In pure religion have a view, Of things which make a heaven below. TH HYMN 52. L. P. M. From Ps. lxxiv. 16, 17. H. BALLOU. NHOU art, O God! the life and light Of all this wond'rous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee. Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. 2 When day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze Through golden vistas into heaven ; Those hues that make the sun's decline So soft, so radiant, Lord! are thine. 3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume 4 When youthful spring around us breathes. Sacred Melodies HYMN 53. C. M. "Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth." N the soft season of thy youth, 2 Remember thy Creator God; For him thy powers employ; 3 He shall defend and guide thy cause Till thou art landed on the shore 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose The earth affords no lovelier sight Than a religious youth. LE Salisbury Coll HYMN 54. L. M. A Christmas Hymn. ET all the powers of music join, Loud anthems to the theme divine, 2 To us is born a Son, to reign High on a throne of grace divine, |