3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, I am all unrighteousness; Thou art full of truth and grace. 127. Voice of Praise. L.M.D. THERE seems a voice in every gale, To Thee a general chorus raise. Be mute, 'midst nature's loud acclaim? MESSIAH, at Thy glad approach Thy praises fill the lonely waste, 3 The incense of the spring ascends Red o'er the hills the roses bloom, 4 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace 129. Celestial Glory. C.M. SINCE o'er Thy footstool here below P.M. So brilliant here these drops of light, 2 If night's blue curtain of the sky, With glittering diamonds fraught- 3 The dazzling sun, at noontide hour, Flinging o'er earth His golden shower, But shows, O Lord, one beam of Thine: What then the day where Thou dost shine! 4 Ah! how shall these dim eyes endure That noon of living rays s? Or how my spirit, so impure, Upon Thy brightness gaze? 130. Song of Miriam. P.M. SOUND the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea! Jehovah hath triumph'd, His people are free: Sing, for the pride of the tyrant is broken : His chariots and horsemen, all splendid and brave, How vain was their boasting! the Lord hath but spoken, And chariots and horsemen are sunk in the wave. Sound the loud, &c. 2 Praise to the Conqueror, praise to the Lord! His word was our arrow, His breath was our sword! Who shall return to tell Egypt the story, Of those she sent forth in the hour of her pride! AS o'er the past my memory strays, "Tis that I mourn departed days, C.M. 2 The world, and worldly things belov'd, 3 Yet, holy Father, wild despair 4 My life's best remnant all be Thine; 132. Death of the Righteous. L.M. SWEET is the scene when Christians die, How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore. 3 Triumphant smiles the Victor's brow, Fann'd by some guardian angel's wing; O grave, where is thy victory now? And where, insidious death, thy sting? 133. Psalm CXXXIII. C.M. SWEET is the love that mutual glows And binds in gentlest bonds each heart, 2 Sweet as th' odorous balsam poured Which o'er his beard, and down his vest, 3 Like morning dews on Zion's mount, 4 To such the Lord of life and love On earth a life of joy and peace, 134. The Star of Bethlehem. L.M.D. WHEN, marshall'd on the nightly plain, One Star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. |