2 This is the spouse of Christ, our God, 3 'O let my name engraven stand, 5 'But I am jealous of my heart, 6 'Till thou hast brought me to thy home, "Where fears and doubts can never come, "Thy count'nance let me often see, 'And often thou shalt hear from me. o 7 'Come, Iny Beloved, haste away, 'Cut short the hours of thy delay; g 'Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, 'Over the hills where spices grow."] HYMN 79. L. M. Shoel. [*] A Morning Hymn. Ps. xix, 5, 8, and 1xxiii, 24, 25. OD of the morning, at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And, like a giant, doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies; 2 From the fair chambers of the east, And, without weariness or rest, o 3 Oh, like the sun may I fulfil And leave me in this world's wide maze, 5 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Thy threat'nings just, thy promise sure; 1 HYMN 80. L. M. Bethel. [b*] THU An evening Hymn. Ps. iv, 8; iii, 5, 6; exlii, 8. HUS far the Lord hath led me on; Thus far his power prolongs my days: And ev'ry ev'ning should make known Some fresh memorials of his grace. e 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home; -But he forgives my follies past; He gives me strength for days to come. e 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head: -While well appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 [In vain the sons of earth or hell Tell me a thousand frightful things; My God in safety makes me dwell, Beneath the shadow of his wings. 5 Faith in his name forbids my fear; O may thy presence ne'er depart; And, in the morning, make me hear The love and kindness of thy heart.] e 6 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground; o And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. HYMN 81. L. M. Nantwich. Sicilian. [*] A Song for Morning and Evening. Lam. iii, 25; Isa. xlv, 7. 1. MY God, how endless is thy love! And morning mercies from above, 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, e 1 HYMN 82. L. M. Geneva. [b] SHA God far above Creatures; or, Man vain and mortal. Job iv, 17-21: e 3 But how much meaner things are they, p 5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow; p HYMN 83. C. M. Isle of Wight. Bangor. [b] Affliction and Death under Providence. Job v, 6, 7, 8. 1 OT from the dust affliction grows, NOT Nor troubles rise by chance; Yet we are born to cares and woes ; A sad inheritance ! 2 As sparks break out from burning coals, And still are upwards borne; g So grief is rooted in our souls, And man grows up to mourn. -3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, He rules me by his well known laws o 4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore HYMN 84. L. M. Old Hundred. [*] e 1 JEHOVAH speaks, let Israel hear! 3 (Ye that in shades of darkness dwell, 'Just on the verge of death and hell, 'Look up to me from distant lands; 'Light, life, and heaven are in my hands. g 4 'I by my holy name have sworn, 'Nor shall the word in vain return; 'To me shall all things bend the knee, 'And every tongue shall swear to me.) 5 'In me, alone, shall men confess, 'Lies all their strength and righteousness: e 'But such as dare despise my Name, 'I'll clothe them with eternal shame. 6 'In me, the Lord, shall all the seed 'Of Israel from their sins be freed; 'And by their shining graces prove "Their int'rest in my pard'ning love.' HYMN 85. S. M. St. Thomas's. [*] 1[TH The same. HE Lord on high proclaims Mercy and justice are the names, a 2 'Ye dying souls, that sit 'In darkness and distress, 'Look, from the borders of the pit, "To my recov❜ring grace.' -3 Sinners shall hear the sound; Their thankful tongues shall own, d 'Our righteousness and strength is found 'In thee, the Lord alone.' -4 In thee shall Israel trust, And see their guilt forgiven; o God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven.] HYMN 86. C. M. Reading. [b] God holy, just, and sovereign. Job ix, 2—10. 1[HOW If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 To vindicate my words and thoughts, 3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise, 4 Mountains, by his almighty wrath, He shakes the earth, from South to North, 5 He bids the sun forbear to rise,- His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, 6 He walks upon the stormy sea; There's none can trace his wondrous way, |