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2 Once on the raging seas I sailed ;
The storm was loud—the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd—and wild winds wailed,
And roared around my found'ring bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose,
It was the Star of Bethlehem. 3 It was my guide, my light, my all,
It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And, through the storm and dangers' thrall
It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moor'd, my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever, and for evermore,
The Star, the Star of Bethlehem.
Fear Not. GIVE to the winds thy fears,
Hope and be undismay'd, God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
He will lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, through clouds and storms,
He gently clears thy way:
Soon end in joyous day.
Our hearts are known to Thee ; Oh! lift Thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee. 4 May we, in life and death,
Boldly Thy truth declare ;
And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care,
136. Psalm CXXXVI. LET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 He with all commanding might, Fillid the new-made world with light:
For His mercies, &c. 3 All things living He doth feed; His full hand supplies their need :
For His mercies, &c. 4 He His chosen race did bless In the wasteful wilderness :
For His mercies, &c. 5 He hath with a piteous eye Look'd upon our misery :
For His mercies, &c. 6 (The first stanza repeated.)
137. Psalm CXXXVII. 12,11. BY Babylon's waters we silently sorrowed !
Yea, wept as we thought of our deso
late home! The wings of the doves we then fain would
have borrowed, And fast from the tyrant's dominions have 2 Our harps hung we sadly on willows
surrounding! Their notes full of melody ceased to be
heard : Save when the bleak blast thro' their chords
was resounding! But mournful and low were the notes that
it stirred. 3 Our enemies fierce, and as strong as the
lion, Now boldly required a song from our hands: But how could we sing the sweet hymns
of our Zion 'Neath slavery's chains, in proud Babylon's
lands? 4 Arise, O Jehovah! with blessings appearing;
Thy banners of mercy upraise and unfuri ! With gladness the hearts of Thy lone
Israel cheering, And build us that city whose gates are of
pearl. 5 There safe and secure in its walls of
salvation, In loud pealing anthems our voices shall
rise ! For ever defended from each hostile nation! No tears shall then dim our once sorrowful
eyes! 138. For the Queen. () KING of kings! Thy blessing shed
On our anointed Sovereign's head ; And, looking from Thy holy heaven, Protect the crown Thyself hast given.
2 Oh, may we honour and obey : .
Uphold her right, and love her sway :
Are ministers ordained by Thee.
To all her counsels give success :
Thou givest wisdom to our Queen.
And earthly kingdoms fade away ;
A crown of immortality. 139. Psalm CXXXIX. THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known
My rising up and lying down ;
Known long before conceiv'd by me.
On every side I find Thy hand. 3 If up to heaven I take my flight,
'Tis there Thou dwell'st enthron'd in light; If down to hell's infernal plains,
There Thine almighty vengeance reigns. 4 Or should I try to shun Thy sight,
Beneath the sable wings of night ;
Would kindle darkness into day. 5 The veil of night is no disguise,
No screen from Thy all-searching eyes :
Where can I, Lord, Thy Spirit shun,
Or whither from Thy presence run.
Gave to our world below ;
And more than mortal woe!
By each temptation tried ; Who lived to yield our ills relief,
And to redeem us died. 3 If gaily cloth’d, and proudly fed,
In dangerous wealth we dwell ; Remind us of Thy manger bed,
And lowly cottage cell! 4 If prest by poverty severe,
In envious want we pine,
How poor a lot was Thine !
From sin preserve us free!
May we rejoice with Thee. 141. Tenth Sunday after Trinity. C.M.D. JERUSALEM! Jerusalem !
Enthroned once on high,
Thou heaven below the sky !
A curse and grief to see ;