1 THU HYMN 87. L. M. Green's. Castle-Street. [*] -2 'But I descend to worlds below; -3 'The humble soul my words revive; I make them know how vile they've been; a 'But should my wrath for ever smoke, "Their souls would sink beneath my stroke.' o 5 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh, Lest we should faint, despair, and die! Thus shall our better thoughts approve The methods of thy chast'ning love.) HYMN 88. L. M. Armley. Bath. [b] Life, the day of Grace and Hope. Ec. ix, 4, 5, 6, 10. 1 IFE is the time to serve the Lord,The time to insure the great reward; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. L 2 (Life is the hour that God has given, p 3 The living know that they must die, Their mem❜ry, and their sense is gone, e 4 (Their hatred, and their love is lost, They have no share in all that's done, -5 Then, what my thoughts design to do, e Since no device, nor work is found, In the cold grave to which we haste; a But darkness, death, and long despair Reign in eternal silence there. o 1 HYMN 89. L. M. Babylon. [b] YE E sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue; Taste the delights your souls desire, And give a loose to all your fire: 2 Pursue the pleasures you design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; Enjoy the day of mirth ;-but know, a There is a day of judgment too! e 3 God from on high beholds your thoughts; 4 The vengeance to your follies due. Should strike your hearts with terror through: p How will you stand before his face, Or answer for his injur'd grace? -5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities; o And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord. a HYMN 90. C. M. Windsor. [b] The same. 10 the young tribes of Adam rise, Fulfil the wishes of their eyes, 2 They give a loose to wild desires.. The strict account that God requires, e 3 The Judge prepares his throne on high; The frighted earth and seas Avoid the fury of his eye, And flee before his face. p 4 How shall I bear that dreadful day, I'd give all mortal joys away, HYMN 91. L. M. Geneva. [b] Advice to Youth. Ec. xii, 1, 7; Is. lxv, 20. 1. NOW, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God; the your e Behold the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say-My joys are gone. a 2 Behold, the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head. p 3 The dust returns to dust again; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God; not there to dwell,a But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. e 4 Eternal King, I fear thy name! Teach me to know how frail I am; -And when my soul must hence remove, Give me a mansion in thy love. HYMN 92. S. M. Dover. [*] Christ the Wisdom of God. Prov. viii, 1, 22-32 SH And not her speech be heard? The voice of God's eternal Word, Deserves it no regard? d 2 'I was his chief delight, 'His everlasting Son, 'Before the first of all his works, --3 'Creation, was begun. ('Before the flying clouds, 'Before the fields, before the floods, 4 "When he adorn'd the skies, 'And built them, I was there, "To order when the sun should rise, 'And marshal ev'ry star. 5 'When he pour'd out the sea, And spread the flowing deep, 'I gave the flood a firm decree, 6 "The earth was balanc'd well; "With joy I saw the mansion, where "The sons of men should dwell. 'My busy thoughts at first, 7 'On their salvation ran, 'Ere sin was born, or Adam's dust 'Was fashion'd to a man. 0 8 'Then come, receive my grace, o 'Happy the man who keeps my ways; 1 TH HYMN 93. L. M. Islington. [* b] Christ obeyed, or resisted. Prov. viii, 34-36. HUS saith the Wisdom of the Lord, 'Blest is the man, who hears my word; Keeps daily watch before my gates, 'And at my feet for mercy waits. o 2 'The soul that seeks me shall obtain e 3 'But the vile wretch, who flies from me, 'Does his own soul an injury; a 'Fools, who against my grace rebel, 1 VAL Ꮩ e 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, And the whole race of Adam stand -8 In vain we ask God's righteous law, To justify us now; Since to convince, and to condemn, o 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace! HYMN 95. C. M. St. Martin's. [*] 1NOT Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, 2 The sovereign will of God alone Born in the image of his Son, b 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, Blows on the sons of flesh New models all the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. o 4 Our quicken'd souls awake, and rise From the long sleep of death; o On heavenly things we fix our eyes, HYMN 96. C. M.. York. [b*] 1[BUT few among the carnal wise, But few of noble race, Obtain the favour of thine eyes, 2 He takes the men of meanest name, And thus he pours abundant shame 3 He calls the fool, and makes him know The myst❜ries of his grace; To bring aspiring wisdom low, And all its pride abase. 4 Nature has all its glories lost, When brought before his throne; No flesh shall in his presence boast But in the Lord alone.] |