24." Her saints shall shout aloud for joy." 1 SWEET the time, exceeding sweet! 2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move: He beheld the world undone, Loved the world, and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's amazing love; How he left the realms above, Took our nature and our place, Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love; With our stubborn hearts he strove, Filled our minds with grief and fear, Brought the precious Saviour near. 5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet, Where the saints in glory meet; Where the Saviour's still the theme, Where they see and sing of him. 4 Warm our hearts in prayer and praise, 93. Peace through the Blood of Christ. 1 Now may he, who from the dead 2 May he teach us to fulfill And preserve us day and night! 3 Great Redeemer! thee we praise, 1069." Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God." 1 PEOPLE of the living God, I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. 2 Now to you my spirit turns- 3 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave: Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave. 4 Mine the God whom you adore, 84. "Kindred in Christ." 1 KINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 2 May he, by whose kind care we meet, 3 Forgotten be cach worldly theme, When Christians see each other thus ; And suffered for us here below; 5 Thus, as the moments pass away, 140. God with us everywhere. 1 O LORD, how full of sweet content 2 To us remains nor place nor time; We can be calm and free from care 3 While place we seek, or place we shun, 4 Could we be cast where thou art not, 164."I sought the Lord, and He heard me." Psalm 34. 1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days; 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me; 51. "New-born, I bless the waking hour." 1 IN sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely passed the silent night; Again I see the breaking shade, And drink again the morning light. 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour, Once more with awe rejoice to be; My conscious soul resumes her power, And springs, my guardian God, to thee. 3 Oh, guide me through the various maze My doubtful feet are doomed to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade will soon impend, A deeper sleep mine eyes oppress; 5 That deeper shade shall break away, 174." "He raiseth up the poor out of the dust." 2 God, who must stoop to view the skies, 4 Our sorrows and our tears we pour 2 Oh! might I once mount up and see 3 Had I a glance of thee, my God, 4 Great All in All, eternal King! Prayer of the Heart and Lips. 2 For voice and silence doth impart MORNING. 7s. DOUBLE. Glory to the new-born King! Join the triumphs of the skies; With th' angelic hosts proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem." 3 Mild he lays his glory by; Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth; Born to give them second birth. 4 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. 5 Let us then with angels sing, "Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled!" 276. "Watchman, what of the night?" Isaiah 21: 11. 1 WATCHMAN, tell us of the night, What its signs of promisc arc. Traveler, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star! 2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray 3 Watchman, tell us of the night: Gild the spot that gave them birth? Traveler, ages are its own: See! it bursts o'er all the earth! 5 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. Commence the fifth stanza with the latter part of the tune. 1042. "Give place to me that I may 1 "GIVE us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud: See their numbers-how they swell! 2 Oh, how bright the morning seems! Brighter from so dark a night: Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight. 3 Lo! thy sun goes down no more, God himself will be thy light; All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. 4 Zion, now arise and shine! Lo! thy light from heaven is come: These that crowd from far are thine; Give thy sons and daughters room. 1114. "Sing unto Him a new song." 1 SWELL the anthem, raise the song; |