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From sin and sorrow set us free,
And make us temples worthy Thee ! 2 Chase from our minds th' infernal foe,
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow;
And practise all that we believe. 3 Immortal honour, endless fame,
Attend the Almighty Father's name ;
: At a Funeral.
O.M. BENEATH our feet, and o'er our head,
Is equal warning given ; Beneath us lie the countless dead,
Above us is the heaven ! 2 Death rides on every passing breeze,
He lurks in every flower ; Each season has its own disease,
Its peril every hour! 3 Turn, mortal, turn! thy danger know;
Where'er thy foot can tread,
And warns thee of her dead !
To truths divinely given ;
Shall live for hell or heaven.
praise. 2 () tell of His might; O sing of His grace ; Whose robe is the light, whose canopy
space : His chariots of wrath the deep thunder
clouds form, And dark is His path on the wings of the
storm. 3 This earth, with its store of wonders
untold, Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old ; Hath 'stablished it fast by a changeless
decree, And round it hath cast, like a mantle,
the sea. 4 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite,
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light ;
plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ;
79. “We Praise Thee, O God.” L.M. WE Thee, O Triune God, adore !
'Acknowledging Thy wondrous might! Whilst earth around, from shore to shore,
Proclaims it thro' each day and night. 2 To Thee, aloud, archangel's cry!
The heavens and all the powers therein ! Thrice Holy Lord, Thou King on high,
O’er cherub and o'er seraphim ! 3 Apostles, Prophets, Martyrs, sing
In realms above their joyful praise, And endless Hallelujahs ring
Thro' blissful and unnumbered days. 4 O Christ! Thou King of Glory, save
Thy ransomed heritage below ; O govern us, we humbly crave,
And raise us from this world of woe. 5 We pray Thee, keep each contrite soul
Secure from sin, by sovereign grace ; And when the last day's thunders roll,
Vouchsafe Thy mercy to our race.
80. A Prayer.
Here in Thy name once more we meet ;
To hail their Lord's appearing.
2 O Lord, let all Thy mercies flow
On those who worship in this place ;
And long for His appearing.
Apply Thy word to every heart;
That herald Christ's appearing. 81. Christ the best Friend. ONE there is above all others,
Well deserves the name of Friend;
Costly, free, and knows no end !
Find it everlasting love.
Could, or would, have shed His blood;
Reconcil'd in Him to God :
Jesus is a friend in need !
Friend of sinners was His name;
He rejoices in the same:
4 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ;
Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We, alas ! forget too often
What a friend we have above : But, when home our souls are brought, We will love Thee as we ought.
Confidence in God.
To mansions in the skies,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
And hellish darts be hurld,
And face a frowhing world.
And storms of sorrow fall,
My God, my heaven, my all!
In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast. 83. Christ a Refuge in Distress. 6,8. O GOD! my heart within me faints,
And pours in sighs her deep complaints; Yet many a thought shall linger still, By Carmel's height, and Tabor's rill ; The Olive Mount my Saviour trod, The rocks that saw and owned their God.