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2 The seas, that roll with restless waves ;
The wood, that spreads it shady leaves ;
The yellow treasures of the plain : 3 The whole of these, and all I see, Ought to be sung, and sung by me, They speak their Maker as they can, But want and ask the aid of man. 195. Fourth Sunday in Lent. 6,8. O LORD of earth, of air, and sea !
The hungry ravens cry to Thee; On Thee Thy various creatures call, The common Father, kind to all : 1 Then grant Thy servants, Lord, we pray,
Our daily bread from day to day ! 2 The lions may with hunger pine ;
But, Lord, Thou carest still for Thine;
For daily bread from day to day.
Thy pilgrims, through a vale of woe ;
The bread of life from day to day. 196. The living and the dead. L.M. WHERE are the dead ? In Heaven or Hell,
" Their disembodied spirits dwell ; Their buried forms in bonds of clay, Reserved until the judgment-day.
2 Who were the dead? The sons of time
In every age, and state, and clime,
The place that knew them knows them not. 3 Where are the living ? On the the ground
Where prayer is heard, and mercy found ; Where, in the period of a span,
The mortal makes th' immortal man.
Draws every moment nigh to death;
Oh what an awful choice is theirs !
To follow Christ, and flee from sin ;
Lord of the living and the dead. 197.
Praise. . 8,6. THOU God of pow'r and God of love,
Whose glory fills the realms above, Whose praise archangels sing, And veil their faces while they cry, - Thrice Holy" to their God most high ;
“ Thrice Holy” to their King. 2 Thee, as our God, we also claim ; And bless the Saviour's precious name,
Thro' whom this grace is giv'n; Who bore the curse to sinners due, Who form'd our ruin'd souls anew,
And made us heirs of heav'n. 3 The veil that hides Thy glory, rend; And here in saving pow'r descend,
And fix Thy blest abode ;
Here to each heart Thyself reveal,
The presence of our God. 198. Prayer for Missionaries. C.M. GREAT God, the nations of the earth u Are by creation Thine ; And in Thy works, by all beheld,
Thy radiant glories shine.
Thy Gospel to mankind,
Are treasur'd in Thy mind. 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spread
The spacious earth around,
Shall hear the joyful sound ?
To spread the Gospel's rays;
The temples of Thy praise. 199. Rock of Ages. SEVENS. ROCK of ages, cleft for me!
Let me hide myself in Thee !
Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 Not the labour of my hands
Can fulfil Thy law's demands;
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alor 3 Nothing in my hand I bring,
Simply to Thy cross I cling ;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die ! 4 While I draw this fleeting breat
When my eyes are clos'd in dea
Let me hide myself in Thee! 200. Christ dying, rising, reigni H dies ! the friend of sinners
Lo! Salem's daughters we A solemn darkness veils the sk
A sudden trembling shakes t Come, saints, and drop a tear o
For Him who groan'd beneath He shed a thousand drops for y
A thousand drops of richest i 2 Here's love and grief beyond di
The Lord of glory dies for m. But lo! what sudden joys we s
Jesus the dead revives again The rising God forsakes the to
Up to His Father's courts H Cherubic legions guard Him h
And shout Him welcome to 3 Break off your tears, ye saints,
How high our Great Deliver
Sing how He spoil'd the hosts of hell,
And led the monster, Death, in chains ! Say, Live for ever, wondrous King,
Born to redeem, and strong to save ; Then ask the monster, Where's thy sting?
And where's thy victory, boasting Grave? 201. Spread of the Gospel. SEVENS. COME, thou mighty King of kings,
Rise with healing in Thy wings ;
E'en for India's coral shore ;
Thou hast mercy to bestow.
Conquering by Thy Spirit's sword 4 Thus shall earth's extended frame
Swell the trophies of Thy name,
Thither to meet the God of love