And may the music of Thy name

Refresh my soul in death. 111. Confirmation. LOOK down, O Lord, and on our youth

Bestow the gifts of heavenly grace, And let the seed of sacred truth

Find in each heart a fruitful place. 2 The cross that mark’d their infant brow,

May it a faithful emblem prove, That they shall keep their sacred vow,

And walk as children of Thy love. 3 Now, in the strength of power divine,

O may they all, with glad accord, In holy covenant combine,

And join themselves to Christ the Lord. 4 Thy sons and daughters, may they be

Confirm’dand strengthen'dby Thy grace; And safe thro' life, preserv'd by Thee,

In heaven behold Thee face to face. 112. Worthy the Lamb. C.M. COME, let us join our cheerful songs

With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,

But all their joys are one. 2 “ Worthy the Lamb that died,” they cry,

“ To be exalted thus ;" “Worthy the Lamb,” our lips reply,

“ For He was slain for us.' 3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honour and power divine ;

And blessings more than we can give,

Be, Lord, for ever Thine.
4 Let all that dwell above the sky,

And air, and earth, and seas,
Conspire to lift Thy glories high,

And speak Thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one,

To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,

And to adore the Lamb. 113. Creation.

C.M.
HOW bright a day was that which saw

Creation's work complete !
All Nature own’d her Maker's law,

And worshipp'd at His feet.
2 The world arrang’d by power divine,

In perfect order stood;
And resting from His great design,

God saw that all was good.
3 Not such a Sabbath now appears,

For sin has ruin'd all ;
No longer man with pleasure hears

A gracious Father's call. 4 Yet, Lord, bring back the reign of peace,

Let brighter days begin ;
And teach frail creatures how to cease

From folly and from sin.
Ő Again let sinners be made Thine,

Though once with vengeance curs'd ; And let a second sabbath shine,

As glorious as the first.

114. Salvation.

C.M.
SALVATION! oh the joyful sound !

'Tis pleasure to our ears ;
A sovereign balm for every wound,

A cordial for our fears.
Glory, honour, praise, and power,

Be unto the Lamb for ever !
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer ;

Hallelujah! praise the Lord. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell's dark door we lay, But we arise by grace divine, To see a heavenly day.

Glory, &c.
3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb!

To Thee the praise belongs,
Salvation shall inspire our hearts,
And dwell upon our tongues.

Glory, &c.
4 Salvation ! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around; While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound.

Glory, &c. 115. The Sabbath. WHEN the sabbath bells are pealing

Welcome are their sounds to me; Music on the night air stealing,

Hath not sweeter melody. 2 Cheering then the heart of sadness,

In each tone such sweetness dwells ;

Grief is almost turn'd to gladness,

By the sound of sabbath bells. 3 Day of rest! with what emotion

Doth the lone heart turn to Thee ! Child of toil! with what devotion

Should'st thou bend to Deity! 4 Let thoughts of Christ thy faith inspire,

When thou kneel'st to heaven in pray'r; Ask whate'er thy wants require,

Ask it humbly, God is there. 116. Part of Psalm LXXII. L.M. JESUS shall reign where'er the sun

Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdoms stretch from shore to shore,

Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 People and realms of every tongue

Dwell on His love with sweetest song ;
And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings on His name.
3 Where He displays His healing power,

Death and the curse are known no more ;
In Him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost.
4 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring

Peculiar honours to our King ;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.
117. The Mercy Seat.
FROM every stormy wind that blows,

From ev'ry 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 beside more sweet ;

It is the blood-stained mercy-seat.
3 There is a spot where spirits blend,

And friend holds fellowship with friend :
Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
4 There, there on eagles' wings we soar,

And time and sense seem all no more ;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat.

118. Psalm CXVIII. L.M. SOVEREIGN of worlds, display Thy power,

Be this Thy Zion's favour'd hour;
Bid the bright Morning Star arise

And point the nations to the skies. 2 Set up Thy throne where Satan reigns ;

On Afric's shores, on India's plains ;
On wilds and continents unknown ;

And make the universe Thine own. 3 Go, messengers of Christ, proclaim Salvation thro' Emmanuel's name; To India's clime the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 119. Psalm CXIX.

C.M.
OH that the Lord would guide my ways,

To keep His statutes still !
Oh that my God would grant me grace

To know and do His will !