1 FROM all who dwell in heaven above We hear the anthem, "God is Love!" While, through the souls of all below, His tender mercies ever flow.

2 Oh, while this glorious faith we own, Be love in all our acts made known; Then blinded eyes shall ope to see God is not wrath, but charity.

3 He sows the suns, like golden grain, On the blue ether's boundless plain, Yet in the soul his mercies are More vast, more bright than every star. 4 Teach us, O Lord! like thee, to give To all that love wherein we live; Till earth below, to heaven above, Repeats the anthem, "God is Love." 214

Grace of God's Name.

MRS. STEELE.

1 LORD, in thy great, thy glorious name, I place my hope, my only trust; Save me from sorrow, guilt, and shame, Thou ever gracious, ever just.

2 Thou art my rock! thy name alone

The fortress where my hopes retreat; Oh, make thy power and mercy known; To safety guide my wandering feet.

3 Blest be the Lord, forever blest,

Whose mercy bids my fears remove; The sacred walls which guard my rest Are his almighty power and love.

Praise for Divine Goodness.

DODDRIDGE.

GOD of my life, through all its days
My grateful powers shall sound thy praise,
The song shall wake with opening light,
And warble to the silent night.

2 When anxious cares would break my rest,
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast,
Thy tuneful praises, raised on high,
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.
3 When death o'er nature shall prevail,
And all its powers of language fail,
Joy through my swimming eyes shall break,
And mean the thanks I cannot speak.
4 But oh! when that last conflict's o'er,
And I am chained to flesh no more,
With what glad accents shall I rise,
To join the music of the skies!

5 Soon shall I learn the exalted strains
Which echo o'er the heavenly plains,
And emulate, with joy unknown,
The glowing scraphs round thy throne.

Mighty so as to prevail
Where unaided man must fail,
Ever by a mighty hope
Pressing on and bearing up.

3 Holy Spirit, dwell with me;
I myself would holy be;
Separate from sin, I would
Choose and cherish all things good,
And whatever I can be
Give to him who gave me thee.

1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart;
Make me teachable and mild,
Upright, simple, free from art;
Make me as a weanéd child,
From distrust and envy frce,
Pleased with all that pleases thee.

2 What thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me as a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
"Tis enough that thou wilt care;
Why should I the burden bear?

3 As a little child relies

On a care beyond his own,
Knows he's neither strong nor wise,
Fears to stir a step alone;
Let me thus with thee abide,
As my Father, Guard, and Guide.

C. M.

GREATOREX'S COLL.

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ANCIENT CATH. HYMN.

God's all-embracing Love.

1 THOU Grace divine, encircling all!
A soundless, shoreless sea;
Wherein at last our souls shall fall;
O Love of God, most free.

2 When over dizzy steeps we go,
One soft hand blinds our eyes;
The other leads us safe and slow,
O Love of God most wise!

3 And though we turn as from thy face,
And wander wide and long,
Thou hold'st us still in thine embrace,
O Love of God most strong!

4 The saddened heart, the restless soul,
The toil-worn frame and mind,
Alike confess thy sweet control,
O Love of God most kind!

5 But not alone thy care we claim,
Our wayward steps to win;
We know thee by a dearer name,
O Love of God within:

6 And filled and quickened by thy breath,
Our souls are strong and free;
To rise o'er sin, and fear, and death,
O Love of God, to thee!

1 I SING the mighty power of God,
That made the mountains rise,
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day:
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,
That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.
There's not a plant or flower below,
But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise and tempests blow
By order from thy throne.

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3

L. M.

The Divine Being and Perfections. 1 HIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud, That veils and darkens thy designs.

2 Forever firm thy justice stands,

As mountains their foundations keep; Wise are the wonders of thy hands;

Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large: Both men and beasts thy bounty share: The whole creation is thy charge; But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 Life, like a fouatain full and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall sce The glories promised in thy word. 224

Public Adoration.

WATTS.

1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations bow with sacred joy!
Know that the Lord is God alone:
He can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.

3 We are his people, we his care,

Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?

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tongues,

[praise. Shall fill thy courts with sounding

Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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1

BRYANT.

Every Good Gift from the Father. FATHER, to thy kind love we owe All that is fair and good below; Bestower of the health that lies

On tearless checks and cheerful eyes!

2 Giver of sunshine and of rain!

Ripener of fruits on hill and plain!
Fountain of light, that, rayed afar,
Fills the vast urns of sun and star!

3 Who send'st thy storms and fros's to bind
The plagues that rise to waste mankind;
Then breathest, o'er the naked scene,
Spring gales, and life, and tender green.

God our Help.

WATTS.

1 OUR God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come!
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home!

2 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
3 A thousand ages in thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.

4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,

Bears all its sons away;
Then fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.

5 Our God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home!

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God's Condescension.

TATE & BRADY.

10 THOU, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,
Through all the world how great art thou!
How glorious is thy name!

2

When heaven, thy glorious work on high,
Employs my wondering sight,-
The moon that nightly rules the sky,
With stars of feebler light,-

3 Lord, what is man, that he is blessed
With thy peculiar care!
Why on his offspring is conferred
Of love so large a share?

4 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame,

Through all the world how great art thou! How glorious is thy name!