3 Vain, sinful man! creation's Lord Here dwells a God who heareth pray'r. BARBAULd. A9 The Christian Sabbath. GAIN our weekly labours end, Which for the sons of God remains, In hope thy future mercies taste. 5 In holy duties, let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away; How sweet this sabbath thus to spend In hope of that which ne'er shall end. CAPPE's Selec. SLE HYMN 35. C. M. The Sabbath of the Soul. LEEP, sleep, to-day, tormenting cares, Ye shall not dim the light that streams From this celestial morn. 2 To-morrow will be time enough To feel your harsh control; Ye shall not violate, this day, 3 Sleep, sleep, forever, guilty thoughts! And, purg'd from sin, may I behold ΤΗ MRS. BARBAULD. HYMN 36. C. M. A Lord's day Hymn. HIS is the day the Lord of life My thoughts, exalt the lofty theme, 2 Let no vain cares divert my mind Nor all the honours of the earth 3 Think of the splendours of that place, 4 Heav'n is the birth-place of the saints, 5 O may these lovely titles prove My comfort and defence, When the sick couch shall be my S lot, COTTON. HYMN 37. L. M. A Hymn for the Lord's day. WEET is the work, my God! my King! To show thy love by morning light, 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ A HYMN 38. C. M. GAIN the Lord of life and light Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. 2 O what a night was that, which wrapt 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 4 Ten thousand diff'ring lips still join WATTS. Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. MRS. BARBAULD. HYMN 39. C. M. The Same. HAIL, happy morn! whose early ray Beheld the Saviour rise; Welcome again, auspicious day! 2 On this blest morn, birth-day of hope! This is the day the Lord hath made, 3 Come, and the wonders of the day, Tell to the world the conquest's gain'd 4 O happy souls, that feel the pow'r With him they die, with him they live, And seek the things above. NEEDHAM. HYMN 40. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre. Attendance upon Religious Institutions. "'LL bless Jehovah's glorious name, I'LL Whose goodness heav'n and earth proclaim, And at the close of ev'ry day, To him my cheerful homage pay, 2 Then in his churches to appear, 3 With grateful sorrows in my breast, Of my departed Lord; And while his perfect love I view, MISS DAY. The Wisdom of God. THE depths of wisdom who can find ? Or search an uncreated mind? From everlasting, wisdom stood As one brought up and nurs'd of God. The wat'ry clouds to give us rain, 5 Well she was pleas'd with all her ways; 6 In them her joys excelled far, HYMN 42. L. M. H. BALLOU. The reign of God-From the Revelations, and Isaiah. WH HEN God descends, with men to dwell, What tongue can half the glories tell, Or eye the matchless wonders view? 2 Zion, the desolate, shall sing, The wilderness with roses bloom; |