4 From the provisions of thy house And brings salvation to our taste. The glories promised in thy word. 123 II. COD in earthly temple lays 2 Thou art my rock-thy name alone Go Pon his fons For This heavenly And he shall heavenly strength impart. praise; He likes the tents of Jacob well, 2 His mercy visits every house [vows: T thy command, our dearest Lord, AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, He justly claims a song from thee; A Here we attend thy dying feast, 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Thy love has spread the sacred board, To feed the faith of every guest. 3 Let the vain world pronounce it shame, He that was dead has left his tomb; And we are waiting till he come. FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP. 125 4 Yet loved me notwithstanding all; His loving-kindness, O! how strong! Prone from my Saviour to depart; 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, LORD, in thy great, thy glorious name, 7 Then let me mount and sour away, I place my hope, my only trust: Save me fom sorrow, guilt, and shame, To the bright world of endless day; Ere we can offer our complaints, 2 There is a stream, whose gentle flow 3 That sacred stream, thine holy word, Secure against a threatening hour; Nor can her firm foundation move, Built on his truth, and armed with power. 129 I. 13 Lead us to holiness-the road 130 cry, I. THOU that hear'st when sinners COME, gracious. Spirit, heavenly And guard me, that I fall no more. Dove, With light and comfort from above: 4 2 The light of truth to us display, [way;5 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, ness. FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP. 131 FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads; A place than all besides more sweet, It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 3 There is a scene, where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend; [meet, Though sundered far, by faith they Around one common mercy seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismayed? Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suffering saints no mercy seat? 5 There, there on eagles' wings we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more; And heaven comes down our souls greet, And glory crowns the mercy seat. 6 O let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget thy mercy seat. 132 to [sky? That word which built the earth and 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure; His word a firm foundation gives, Here let me build and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, Immovable the promise stands; Nor all the powers of earth, or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 133 2 3 LORD, how mysterious are thy ways? How blind are we, how mean our Tis ours to wonder and adore. Thy purposes from creature sight What in futurity shall be; Let light and bliss attend my days, And then my future hours be praise. 4 Are darkness and distress my share? Give me to trust thy guardian care; Enough for me, if love divine [shine. At length through every cloud shall 5 Yet this my soul desires to know, Be this my only wish below; [quest That Christ is mine!-this great reGrant, bounteous God, and I am blest. 134 SURE the blest Comforter is nigh, 2 And bid my drooping powers rejoice? 3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires, Can it be less than power divine, Which animates these strong desires. 4 What less than thine almighty word, Can raise my heart from earth and dust, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust? 5 And when my cheerful hope can say, I love my God, and taste his grace, Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, [peace? Which brings this dawn of sacred Let thy kind Spirit in my heart, 6 For ever dwell, O God of love; And light, and heavenly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. WE bless the Prophet of the Lord, Who comes with truth and grace ;| 2 We reverence our High Priest above, 3 We honor our exalted King; How sweet are his commands! He guards our souls from hell and sin, 4 Hosanna to his glorious name, Who saves by different ways; His mercies lay a sovereign claim To our immortal praise. 13 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, How how "I'll be a God to thee and thine, 2 The words of his extensive love, 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms He takes young children to his arms, LORD, I have make thy word my 4 Our God! how faithful are his ways! [choice My lasting heritage; 2 I'll read the histories of thy love, His love endures the same; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim 14 So, gracious Saviour, on my breast His glorious grace abroad. 2 The arms of everlasting love Is walled around with grace; 4 Arise, my soul, awake my voice, And tunes of pleasure sing; Loud hallelujahs shall address My Saviour and my King. THe calls the hours his own; HIS is the day the Lord hath made, Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, Help us, O Lord, descend and bring 4 Blest is the Lord who comes to men 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise; FOR SOCIAL AND PRIVATE WORSHIP. 140 W let our cheerful eyes survey And celebrate his constant care, 2 The names of all his saints he bears, Deep graven on his heart; Nor shall the meanest Christian say, That he hath lost his part. May thy dear name be worn: A sacred ornament and guard, To endless ages borne. 141 LAS! and did my Saviour bleed, Would he devote that sacred head 2 Thy body slain, dear Jesus, thine, 3 Was it for crimes that I had done, 4 3 Those characters shall fair abide, Well might the sun in darkness hide, When God, the mighty Maker, died, 5 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 142 LOVE to steal awhile away And spend the hours of setting day From every cumbering care; In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, And all his promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past; And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view 5 Of brighter scenes in heaven; The prospect does my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, Be calm as this impressive hour, |