4 And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide, But thro' it there rolled not the breath of his pride; And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf, And cold as the spray of the rock-beating surf, 5 And there lay the rider distorted and pale, With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail : And the tents were all silent, the banners alone, The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown. 6 And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword, Hath melted like snow, in the glance of the Lord. 32. Sabbath. L.M. "And God blessed the Seventh day, and sanctified it." (Gen. ii. 3.) HAIL! sweet return of holy rest! Sabbath by God supremely blest; Hail! sacred emblem of that day, When God shall wipe all tears away! 2 Jesu! in Thy dear name we plead, For grace to help in time of need; Humble, yet confident, we kneel, 'Till God His pard'ning love reveal. 3 May each tumultuous passion cease, And every soul be filled with peace; Sweetly may love our voices blend, Jointly our prayers to heaven ascend. 4 Unlock Thy sacred treasures, Lord; Reveal the glories of Thy word; And feed us with that bread from heaven, By God in sweet compassion given. The Husbandman's Prayer. (Heb. vi. 7.) ALMIGHTY Maker of this earth, L.M. Who giv'st to every seed its birth, Thine heavenly blessing, Lord, command On all the labours of our hand. 2 In vain our seed around we throw, In vain we harrow where we sow, Except Thou wilt our efforts bless, And give the grain its due increase. 3 Open the windows of the sky, And shower down mercies from on high: Crown with Thy goodness, Lord, the year, And let Thy blessings round appear. 4 All things in plenty, Lord, provide, That all mankind may be supplied, And so, with lifted hearts, we may Return Thee praises night and day. 34. Psalm XXXIV. C.M. THRO' all the changing scenes of life, The praises of my God shall still 2 Oh! magnify the Lord with me, When in distress on Him I call'd, 3 Oh! make but trial of His love; How blest are they, and only they, 4 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you 35. His service your delight, The Sower. YE sons of earth, prepare the plough, Break up your fallow ground! The Sower is gone forth to sow, 3 The thorny ground is sure to balk 4 The beaten path, and highway side, The watchful birds the spoil divide, C.M. 5 But where the Lord of grace and pow'r Has blest the happy field, How plenteous is the golden store 6 Father of mercies, we have need Let the same hand that gives the seed TO praise the ever-bounteous Lord, He calls, and at His voice come forth, 2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps; C.M. 3 Well-pleased the toiling swains behold. With joy they bear the sheaves away, 4 Thus teach me, Gracious God, to sow Smile on my soul, and with Thy beams 37. The Seasons. (Psalm CXLVII. 2, 7, 13, 18.) C.M. WITH songs and honours sounding loud, Over the heavens He spreads His cloud, 2 He sends His showers of blessings down, To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, 3 His steady counsels change the face He bids the sun cut short his race, 4 His hoary frost, His fleecy snow, 5 He sends His word, and melts the snow, 6 The changing wind, the flying cloud, With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the Sovereign Lord. 38. Psalm XXIII. JESUS is the Lord my Shepherd, 8.7,7. From the lion and the leopard, 2 When the foe desired to have me, All victorious in its course, |