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And fragrance breathes in every gale,

How sweet the vernal day!.
e 2 Hark! how the feather'd warblers sing !
- 'Tis nature's cheerful voice;
e Soft music hails the lovely spring,
O And woods and fields rejoice.
-3 How kind the influence of the skies!

The showers, with blessings fraught,
Bid virtue, beauty, fragrance rise,

And fix the roving thought.
e 4 Then let my wondering heart confess,

With gratitude and love,
The bounteous Hand that deigns to bless :

The garden, field, and grove. g 5 That bounteous Hand my thoughts adore,

Beyond expression kind,
Hath better, nobler gifts in store,

To bless the craving mind.
e 6 O God of nature and of grace,

Thy heavenly gifts impart; -Then shall my meditation trace

Spring, blooming in my heart. og Inspir'd to praise, I then shall join

Glad nature's cheerful song; s And love and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue.

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HYMN 207. 8s. Uxbridge. [*]

Spring.
1 ITOW sweetly, along the gay mead,

II The daisies and cowslips are seen!
The flocks, as they carelessly feed,
Rejoice in the beautiful green!
2 The vines that encircle the bowers,
The herbage that springs from the sod, -
Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flowers,

All rise to the praise of my God. e 3 Shall man, the great master of all,

The only insensible prove ? d Forbid it, fair gratitude's call

Forbid it, devotion and love. g 4 The Lord, who such wonders can raise ;

And still can destroy with a nod;

My lips shall incessantly praise
My soul shall rejoice in my God.
HYMN 208. C. M. Doxology. (*)

Summer : A Harvest Hymn.
1 T1O praise the ever bounteous Lord,

1 My soul, wake all thy powers : He calls-and at his voice come forth

The smiling harvest hours.
g 2 His cov’nant with the earth he keeps;

My topgue, his goodness sing;
Summer and winter know their time,

His harvest crowns the spring.
03 Well pleas'd, the toiling swains behold

The waving, yellow crop;
With joy they bear the sheaves away,

And sow again in hope.
e 4 Thus teach me, 'gracious God, to SOW

The seeds of righteousness;
Smile on my soul, and with thy beams,

The ripening harvest bless.
0 5 Then in the last great harvest, I

Shall reap a glorious crop;
The harvest shall by far exceed
What I have sow'd in hope. Rippon.
HYMN 209. C. M. Abridge. [b]

Prayer for Rain.
I N OW may the Lord of earth and skies

I Regard us when we call;
'Tis be who bids the vapours rise,

And showers abundant fall.
2 On thee, our God, we all depend,

For life, and health, and food :
Oh make refreshing showers descend,

And crown the year with good. 3 The evil and the just partake

These bounties of thy hand;
Nor will a God of love forsake

This long indulged land.
4 Let grace come down, like copious rain,

On Zion's drooping field :
So shall our souls revive again,

And fruit abundant yield.

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0 5 Then smiling nature shall express

Her mighty Maker's praise ;
And we, the children of thy grace,

Join her harmonious lays. Burder's Col.
HYMN 210. L. M. Psalm 97th. * b]

Autumn.
I SEE how brown autumn spreads the field,

D Mark-how the whitening hills are turn'd! Behold them to the reapers yield, :

The wheat is sav'd--the tares are burn'd. e 2 Thus the great Judge, with glory crown'd,

Descends to reap the ripen'd earth; g Angelic guards attend him down,

The same who sang his humble birth.

3 In sounds of glory hear him speak, d'Go, search around the flaming world;

"Haste-call my saints to rise, and take "The seats from which their foes were horld. 4. 'Go, burn the chaff in endless fire, 'In flames unquench'd consume each tare; Sinners must feel my holy ire,

And sink in guilt-to deep despair.' a 5 Thus ends the harvest of the earth:-Angels obey the awful voice; d They save the wheat—they burn the chaff, g All heaven approves the sovereign choice. HYMN 211. C. M. Hymn 2d. [b*]

Winter. 1 STERN winter throws his icy chains,

D Encircling nature round; p How bleak, how comfortless the plains,

Late with gay verdure crown'd! e 2 The sun withdraws his vital beams,

And light and warmth depart; And drooping, lifeless nature seems

An emblem of my heart. 3 My heart, where mental winter reigns,

In night's dark mantle clad; p Confind in cold inactive chains

How desolate and sad!

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- 4 Return, blissful Sun, and bring

Thy soul reviving ray;
This mental winter shall be spring,

This darkness cheerful day. 05 Oh happy state divine abode,

Where spring eternal reigns ; And perfect day, the smile of God,

Fills alf the heavenly plains. g 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display;

My drooping joys restore;
And guide me to the seats of day,

Where winters frown no more.
HYMN 212. C. M. Canterbury. [b]

Swiftness of Time. New Year.
1 DEMARK, my soul, the narrow bound

Of the revolving year; e How swift the weeks complete their round!

How short the months appear. d 2 So fast éternity comes on

And that important day,
When all that mortal life hath done,

God's judgment shall survey.
e 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass

The swift revolving year;
And study artful ways t' increase

The speed of its career.
-4 Waken, O God, my careless heart,

Its great concerns to see;
That I may act the Christian part,

And give the year to thee.
o 5 So shall their course more grateful roll,

If future years arise ;
Or this shall bear my waiting soul

To joy beyond the skies. Doddridge.

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HYMN 213. L. M. Castle-Street. [*]

Help obtained of God. New Year. 1 REAT God, we sing that mighty hand,

J By which supported still we stand' The opening year thy mercy shews; Let mercy crown.it till it close.

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e 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,

Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.
og With grateful hearts the past we own;

The future-all to us unknown,.
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
e 5 When death shall interrupt our songs,

And seal in silence mortal tongues,
g Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast. Rippon's Col.
HYMN 214. 10 & 11. Walworth. [ ]

Goodness of God. New Year, 1 ITOUSE of our God, with cheerful an

L1 thems ring, While all our lips and hearts his graces sing; The opening year his graces shall proclaim,

And all its days be vocal with his name; The Lord is good-his mercy never ending; His blessings in perpetual showers descending. 2 The heaven of heavens he with his bounty fills;

Ye seraphs bright, on ever blooming hills, His honours sound; you to whom good alone,

Unmingled, ever-growing, has been known: Through your immortal life, with love increasing, Proclaim your Maker's goodness--never ceasing. 3. Thou earth, enlighten'd by his rays diviné,

Pregnant with grass, and corn, and oil, and wine, Crown’d with his goodness, let thy nations meet,

And lay their crowns at his paternal feet; With grateful love that lib’ral hand confessing, Which through each heart diffuses ev'ry blessing. e 4 Zion, enrich'd with his distinguish'd grace,

Blest with the rays of thine Emmanuel's faceZion, Jehovah's portion and delight, Gray'n on his hands, and hourly in his sight, o In sacred strains, exalt that grace excelling, Which makes thy humble hill his chosen dwelling.

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