The True Light. John i. 9, &c. BE Beams from the east his gentle rays, 4 The lame, the halt, the deaf, the blind, And in his name shall all confess, The Lord is God our Righteousness. KNEELAND. Religion-a Heaven below. 10 `wand'rers, in the dismal road Which leads to sin's most fatal wo, Religion points the way to God, And gives the peace of heaven below? 2 The slaves to error, the destroy'd, Who neither joy nor comfort know, In iron servitude, employ'd, Find in Religion-heaven below. ان To the oppress'd, the poor not fed, And fills the soul with heaven below. 4 Those who in riches, fame, and power, That peace which makes a heaven below. 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. 3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, 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; 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, And fill all heaven and earth with praise. 2 To us is born a Son, to reign High on a throne of grace divine, And universal empire gain, The world shall own his matchless grace, 7 A mighty God, the prince of peace; HYMN 55. C. M. Universal Depravity. Ps. xiv. H. BALLOU. NOOLS in their hearts believe and say, "There is no God that reigns on high, 2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane Corrupt discourse proceeds; And by their impious hands are done 3 The Lord, from his celestial throne, To find the men that sought his grace, 4 He saw that all were gone astray, 5 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, How swift to mischief are their feet, 6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root, HYMN 56. C. M. The Blessings of Nature and Grace. LET heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 2 In this enlighten'd, pleasant land, My happy portion lies; Where nature's ever-bounteous hand All human want supplies. 3 Therefore my soul shall bless the Lord, Whose precepts give me light, And consolation still afford In sorrow's dismal night. 4 I strive each action to approve No danger shall my hope remove, WATTS. |