TERNAL fource of every joy,
Well may thy praise our lips employ;
While in thy temple we appear,
Whofe goodness crowns the circling year.

While as the wheels of nature roll
Thy hand fupports the fteady pole:
The fun is taught by thee to rife,
And darkness when to veil the skies.

Seasons renew'd and years and days
Demand fucceffive fongs of praife:
Still be the grateful homage paid
With opening light and evening fhade.

And may we with harmonious tongue
In realms unknown pursue the fong;
There in thofe higher courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more.

ANIMA

B

ANIMATION.

EGIN the high celestial ftrain
My ravifhed foul, and fing;
A folemn hymn of grateful praise
To heaven's almighty King.

Ye circling mountains as ye roll
Your filver waves along,
Whisper to all your verdant shores
The fubject of my song.

Retain it long ye echoing rocks;
The facred found retain:
And from your hollow winding caves
Return it oft again.

Bear it ye winds on all your wings
To diftant climes away;

And round the wide extended world
The lofty theme convey.

Take the glad burden of his name,
Ye clouds, as ye arife;
Whether to deck the golden morn,
Or fhade the evening fkies.

Let harmless thunder roll along
The smooth etherial plain;

And anfwer from the chryftal vault,

To every flying strain,

Long

Long let it warble round the spheres,
And echo thro' the sky;
Till angels with immortal skill
Improve the harmony.

While we with facred rapture fir'd
The bleft creator fing;
And warble confecrated lays
To heaven's almighty King.

THE LAST DAY.

feal the univerfal doom

The Son of Man fhall bow the sky;

With all his holy angels come,
With all his Father's majefty.

All nations in that day fhall meet,
Arraign'd at his tremendous bar;
Behold him glorious on his feat;
And oh! my foul, fhalt thou be there?

Ere the righteous judge appear,
Sinner count thy mournful gains;
Momentary pleasures here

Purchafed with eternal pains.

When

When my foul its body leaves
Where is its felicity?

When the pit thy foul receives

What is all the world to thee?

He comes; the heav'nly bridegroom comes,
Preceded by the midnight cry;.
Sinners and faints forfake your tombs;
Go forth; and meet him in the sky.

SUNDAY SCHOOLS.

LEST be the man whofe lib'ral heart
Our Sunday schools began!

To train the youth in virtue's path,
How godlike was the plan !

If ought on earth could merit praife,
Or heaven's favour gain,

To lead the youth in wifdom's ways
Muft furely both obtain.

The fabbath keep, in virtue's caufe be wife;
And endless blifs fhall be the glorious prize.
Hail ever facred day when God did reft
From all created works, and call'd them bleft.

Hail

Hail chriftian fabbath! hail: fince it was on

thee,

Death loft its fting: the grave its victory.
Sweet Hallelujah! let thy folemn found
On every fabbath in each heart refound.

THE

SABBATH.

HE Lord of fabbath let us praise
In concert with the bleft,

Who joyful in harmonious lays
Employ an endless rest.

Thus, Lord, while we remember thee,

We bleft and pious grow:
By hymns of praise we learn to be
Triumphant here below.

On this glad day a brighter fcene
Of glory was difplayed

By God, th'eternal word, than when
The univerfe was made.

He rifes, who mankind hath bought,

With grief and pain extreme:

'Twas great to fpeak the world from nought,

'Twas greater to redeem.

CHRIST