3 Since thy truth doth gild its pages, May that truth, Lord, make us free; On the Rock of endless ages

Let our faith established be.

4 To our faith we'll add the graces,
Virtue, knowledge, patience, love :
When on earth we leave our places,
Raise us all to seats above.

HYMN 499. L. M. [#]

Youthful Remembrance of God.

1 In the soft season of thy youth,
In nature's early, smiling bloom,
Ere age arrive, and trembling wait
Its summons to the silent tomb;—

2 Remember thy Creator, God;

For him thy nobler powers employ;
Make him thy Fear, thy Love, thy Hope,
Thy Confidence, and highest Joy.

3 He shall defend and guide thy course
Through life's uncertain, stormy sea,
Till thou art landed on the shore
Of glorious immortality.

4 Then early seek the Lord, and choose
The path of wisdom and of truth :
The earth affords no lovelier sight
Than a discreet, religious youth.

HYMN 500. C. M. [#]

God's Word the best Guide of Youth.

1 THE morn of life, how fair and gay! How cheering and how new!

What hopes illume each opening day,
And brighten every view!

2 Youth's ardent mind, with joy elate,
Elastic and sincere,

Suspects no ills that may await,
Nor yields a thought to fear.

3 But slippery is the path they tread,
In pleasure's dangerous way;

A thousand snares around them spread,
And oft their feet betray.

4 How shall they, then, their course pursue Through life's uncertain road?

What friendly hand will point their view
To duty and to God?

5 In God's own word the way
And clear to every eye;

is sure,

It leads us in a path secure
To brighter worlds on high.

HYMN 501. H. M. [#]

Youth exhorted to Virtue.

1 EARLY in life's young days
Let each unsullied youth
Seek wisdom's peaceful ways,

And walk the path of truth:
There streams of purest pleasure flow;
There honours bloom, and virtues grow.

2 Be God's all-perfect Son

Thy Pattern and thy Guide;

Let all his will be done,

Nor trust a friend beside:

Then shalt thou heave no guilty sighs,
No tears of anguish drown thine eyes.
3 His footsteps ever trace

With vigour and delight;
He'll lead thee by his grace,
Protect thee by his might,

And safe through all this dreary waste
Conduct thee on to endless rest.

PUBLIC ANNIVERSARIES.

HYMN 502. L. P. M. [#]

Thanksgiving for national Prosperity.

1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From thee our public blessings spring;
Extended trade, the fruitful skies,
The treasures liberty bestows,
The endless joys the gospel shows,
All from thy boundless goodness rise.

2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, from every foreign shore;

Which pours

Science and art their charms display; Religion teaches us to raise

Our voices to our Maker's praise,

As truth and conscience point the way.

3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs;

Here still may God in mercy reign;

Crown our just counsels with success,
With peace and joy our borders bless,
And all our sacred rights maintain.

HYMN 503. L. M. [#]
Annual Thanksgiving.

1 GREAT God, let all our tuneful powers
Awake, and sing thy mighty name :
Thy hand rolls on our circling hours,—
The hand from which our being came.
2 Seasons and moons, revolving round

In beauteous order, speak thy praise;
And years, with smiling mercy crowned,
To thee successive honours raise.

3 To thee we raise the annual song;

To thee the grateful tribute give;
Our God doth still our years prolong,
And midst unnumbered deaths we live.

4 Each changing season on our souls
Its sweetest, kindest influence sheds;
And every period, as it rolls,

Showers countless blessings on our heads.
5 Our lives, our health, our friends, we owe
All to thy vast, unbounded love;
Ten thousand precious gifts below,
And hope of nobler joys above.

HYMN 504. H. M. [#]

Thanksgiving.

1 To thee, eternal King,
We reise our thankful eyes,

From whom all blessings spring
In earth, and sea, and skies:

Each rolling year thy grace imparts,
And wakes to praise our grateful hearts.
2 The treasures of thy love
In all directions flow,

And from the fount above
Unceasing gifts bestow :

From this blest fount, indulgent Lord,
Streamed the rich glories of thy word.

3 O may the golden sun,

Full in his noon-tide blaze,

And e'en the silver moon,

Instruct our hearts to praise;

While all the stars which stud the skies Beam love, as through unnumbered eyes. 4 Oft as returning spring

Shall waft its genial gale,

And we 'neath summer's wing

The fragrant breeze inhale,

In every season, through all time,
Great God, we'll praise thy name divine.

HYMN 505. P. M. [#]

Call to Thanksgiving and Praise.

1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve him with gladness and fear; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near.

2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all;