God's goodness crowns the year. TERNAL Source of every joy, ETERN Well may thy praise our lips employ, 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 1105 HE The second advent. 25-b. E comes! He comes! the Judge severe ! The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll; How welcome to the faithful soul! 2 From heaven angelic voices sound: ARM of the Lord, awake, awake! 37-b Put on thy strenth-the nations shake, Thy voice their idols shall confound, 3 No more let creature blood be spilt- 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, COMMUNION. L. M. (71) 273 *Y. 1. When power di-vine in mor -tal form Hush'd with a word the rag-ing storm, WHEN power divine in mortal form Hush'd with a word the raging storm, 2 So when in silence nature sleeps, 3 God calms the tumult and the storm; Of those who know, or know him not. 4 And when the last dread hour shall come, 319 The Physician needed. 58-b. THOU, whom once they flock'd to hear, Thy words to hear, thy power to feel,Suffer a sinner to draw near, And graciously receive me still. 2 They that be whole, thyself hast said, No need of a physician have; But I am sick, and want thine aid, And wait thine utmost power to save. 3 Thy power, and truth, and love divine, The same from age to age endure: A word, a gracious word of thine, The most invet'rate plague can cure. 4 Helpless howe'er my spirit lies, 809 70-a. Reverential joy and filial fear. IF Lord, I have acceptance found With thee, or favour in thy sight, Still with thy grace and truth surround, And arm me with thy Spirit's might. 2 O may I hear thy warning voice, And timely fly from danger near; With rev'rence unto thee rejoice, And love thee with a filial fear: 4 O give me faith, and faith's increase; I ASK the gift of righteousness, The sin-subduing power; Power to believe, and go in peace, And never grieve thee more. 2 I ask the blood-bought pardon seal'd, The grace infused, the love reveal'd, 3 Thou hear'st me for salvation pray; 4 My restless soul cries out, oppress'd, Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest, Till I am saved indeed. 5 Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, That I to sin may never cleave,- 160 Jesus reigning, and interceding for 76-b. sinners. SEE 2 There, on a glorious throne, he reigns; And, by his power divine, Redeems us from the slavish chains 3 Thus saved, may we with joy appear In heaven before his face; And, with the blest assembly there, 957 OUR Communion with saints in heaven. UR old companions in distress And eager long for our release, 84-c. ORD of my life, O may thy praise Whose goodness lengthens out my days, 2 While many spent the night in sighs, 30 let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; 4 Smile on my minutes as they roll, 903 ΜΥ, Triumphant joy. Y God, the spring of all my joys, The glory of my brightest days, 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, If Jesus shows his mercy mine, 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, Revelation welcomed and dis- 87-c. HAIL, sacred truth! whose piercing rays The healing beams of light. 2 Thy word, O Lord, with friendly aid, 3 O send thy light and truth abroad, And bid the' admiring world adore THIS 79-b. HIS day the Lord hath call'd his own; Fix our desires on him alone, And seek his face with prayer. 2 Lord, in thy love we would rejoice, And, with united heart and voice, 3 Now let the world's delusive things 4 O let these earthly Sabbaths, Lord, UR sins on Christ were laid; He bore the mighty load; Our ransom-price he fully paid In groans, and tears, and blood. 2 To save a world, he dies; Sinners, behold the Lamb! 3 Pardon and peace abound; 4 Jesus, we look to thee;- 147-c. 331 Thy boundless love shall set us free From wretchedness and wo. ALL To-day. LL yesterday is gone; And harden not your heart; 1096 Sown a natural body, raised a spiritual body. A 149-c. 143-b. ND must this body die- 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, 3 God my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, 5 These lively hopes we owe, 6 Saviour, accept the praise Of these our humble songs, |