Cheerful in God, arise and shine,
And wide extend thy rays divine

2 He gilds thy morning face
With beams that cannot fade ;
His all-resplendent grace
He sheds upon thy head:
Thy form the nations round shall view,
Divinely crowned with lustre new.

3 In honour to his name
Reflect that sacred light,
And loud that grace proclaim
Which makes thy darkness bright;
His praise pursue, till sovereign love
The glory raise in worlds above.

HYMN 415. L. M. [#]

Joyful View of God's Works.

1 Now, to the God, to whom all might
And glory in all worlds belong,
Who fills, unseen, his throne of light,
Come, let us sing a joyful song.

2 His spirit wrapped the mantling air, Of old, around our infant earth, And, on her bosom, warm and fair,

Gave her young Lord his joyous birth.

3 He smiles on morning's rosy way;

He paints the gorgeous clouds of even; To noon he gives its ripening ray;

To night the view of glorious heaven.

4 He drives along those sparkling globes In circles of unerring truth;

He decks them all in radiant robes, And crowns them with eternal youth. 5 So will he crown the upright mind,

When life and all its toils are o'er : Then let his praise, on every wind, Rise, till the winds shall wake no more.

HYMN 416. C. M. [#]

Joy and Praise.

1 MORTALS, awake; exult in God;
His lasting honours raise;

His wondrous works and boundless love
Demand unceasing praise.

2 His bounteous hand gives every good,
Makes earth with mercy shine,
And guides us to a life, through Christ,
Immortal and divine.

3 My soul shall lift his honours high,
Till death shall still my tongue;
Then, mid the realms of endless bliss,
Revive the rapturous song.

HYMN 417. C. M. [#]

Delight in the Presence of God.

1 THY presence, Lord, gives pure delight,
Our sorrows takes away,
Dispels the darkness of our night,
And spreads effulgent day.

2 Like water to the thirsty soul Are flowings of thy love,

Thy spirit sways with soft control,
And bears our thoughts above.

3 Why should we then decline from thee? In search of folly rove?

Or strive to set our passions free
From these soft bands of love?

4 Extend around thy loving arms,
Infold us in thy breast,
Where, captives to resistless charms,
Our joyful souls may rest.

HYMN 418. 61. L. M. [#]
Angelic Strains responded.

1 ARRAYED in clouds of golden light,

More bright than heaven's resplendent bow, Jehovah's angel came by night,

To bless the sleeping world below:
How soft the music of his tongue!
How sweet the hallowed strains he sung!

2 Good will henceforth to man be given;
The light of glory beams on earth;
Let angels tune the harps of heaven,

And saints below rejoice with mirth:
On Bethlehem's plains the shepherds sing,
And Judah's children hail their King.

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EVANGELICAL DEVOTION.

HYMN 419. C. M. [# or 6]

Devotion.

1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power,
Be my vain wishes stilled;

And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed;
To thee my thoughts would soar:
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.

3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!

Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferred by thee.

4 In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

5 When gladness wings my favoured hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will.

6 My lifted eye, without a tear,
The gathering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear;
That heart will rest on thee.

HYMN 420. C. M. [b]

Secret Devotion.

1 FATHER divine, thy piercing eye
Looks through the shades of night;
In deep retirement thou art nigh,
With heart discerning-sight.

2 There shall that piercing eye survey
My humble worship paid
With every morning's dawning ray,
And every evening's shade.

3 I'll leave behind each earthly care;
To thee my soul shall soar;
While grateful praise and fervent prayer
Employ the silent hour.

4 So shall the visits of thy love
My soul in secret bless;

So shalt thou deign, in worlds above,
Thy suppliant to confess.

HYMN 421. L. M. [# or b ]

Devout Considerations and Desires.

1 As showers on meadows newly mown The Lord shall shed his blessings down; Crowned with whose life-infusing drops, Earth shall renew her blissful corps.

2 Lands that, beneath a burning sky,
Have long been desolate and dry,
Effusions of his love shall share,
And sudden life and verdure wear.