HYMN XXXIII. —(Burnabas.)
OW are thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defence!
Eternal Wisdom is their guide,
Their help Omnipotence.
2 Thy mercy sweetens every soil,
Makes every region please;
The icy mountain's top it warms,
And calms the raging seas.
3 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths,
Thy goodness I'll adore;
And praise Thee for Thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
4 My life, if thou preserv'st my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be:
And death, if death must be my doom,
Shall join my soul to Thee.
GAIN the day returns of holy rest, [blest; Which, when he made the world, Jehovah When like His own, he bade our labours cease, And all be piety, and all be peace.
2 Let us devote this consecrated day
To learn his will, and all we learn obey,
In pure religion's hallow'd duties share,
And join in penitence, and join in pray'r.
So shall the God of Mercy pleas'd receive
That only tribute, man has pow'r to give;
So shall He hear, while fervently we raise,
Our choral harmony in hymns of praise.
Father of Heav'n, in whom our hopes confide,
Whose pow'r defends us, and whose precepts guide,
In life our guardian, and in death our friend,
Glory supreme be Thine, 'till time shall end!
HYMN XXXV.-(Clewer.)
(OON will the ev'ning star with silv'ry ray
Shed its mild lustre on this sacred day,
Resume we then, ere sleep and silence reign,
The rights that holiness and heav'n ordain.
2 Still let each awful truth our thoughts engage,
That shines reveal'd on Inspiration's page;
Nor those blest hours in vain amusements waste,
Which all who lavish will lament at last.
3 Here humbly let us hope our Maker's smile
Will crown with sweet success our weekly toil:
And here, on each returning sabbath, join
In pray'r, in penitence, in praise divine.
Father of Heav'n, in whom our hopes confide,
Whose pow'r defends us, and whose precepts guide,
In life our guardian, and in death our friend,
Glory supreme be Thine, 'till time shall end!
HYMM XXXVI.—(Salisbury.)
FOR EASTER DAY.
JESUS Christ is risen to-day, Hal. Our triumphant holiday, Hal. Who so meekly on the cross Hal.. Suffer'd, to redeem our loss. Hal.
2 Hymns of praises let us sing, Hal.
Unto Christ, our Heav'nly King, Hal.
Who endur'd both cross and grave, Hal.
Sinners to redeem and save. Hal.
3 But the pains which he endur'd, Hal.
Our Salvation have procur'd; Hal.
Now he reigns Eternal King, Hal.
Where the angels ever sing. Hal.
HYMN XXXVII.-(St. Martin's Lane.)
ATHER of all, Eternal Mind,
In uncreated light enshrin'd,
Immensely good and great!
Thy children form'd, and bless'd by Thee,
With filial love, and homage, we
Fall prostrate at Thy feet.
2 Thy Name in hallow'd strains be sung;
Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue
The solemn concert join:
In loving, serving, praising Thee
We find our chief felicity,
But cannot add to Thine.
3 Thy righteous, mild, and glorious reign,
Throughout Creation's ample plain,
Let ev'ry Being own:
Lord, in our hearts, where passions rude
With fierce tumultuous rage intrude,
Erect Thy peaceful throne.
4 As angels round Thy seat above,
With joyful haste, and ardent love,
Thy blest commands fulfill;
So let Thy creatures here below,
As far as Thou hast given to know,
Perform Thy sacred will.
HYMN XXXVIII.-(5 Foundling.)
Y God!-how cheerful is that sound!
How pleasant to repeat !
Well may the heart with gladness bound,..
Where God hath fix'd His seat.
2 What want shall not my God supply
From His redundant stores ?
What streams of Mercy from on high
An Arm all-bounteous pours!
3 From Christ, the ever-living spring,
These ample blessings flow:
Prepare, my lips, His praise to sing,
Whose heart had lov'd us so.
4 Now to our Father, and our God
Be endless glory giv'n;
Through all the realms of man's abode,
And through the highest heav'n.
HYMN XXXIX.-(Cannon.)
TERNAL Source of ev'ry joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
While in Thy Temple we appear,
To hail Thee Sov'reign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of Nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The Sun is taught by Thee to rise;
Darkness by Thee to veil the skies.
3 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days
Demand successive songs of praise:
And be the grateful homage paid
With morning light and ev'ning shade.
4 Here in Thy House let incense rise,
As circling Sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.
HYMN XL.-(Wareham.)
THILE health, and youth, and strength remain,
And pleasure flows uncheck'd by pain,
Lord, for Thyself my soul prepare
By faith, by penitence, and pray’r.
2 So when the snares of sin are spread
Around my unsuspecting head,
Thy Grace shall Satan's pow'r control,
And from temptation guard my soul.
3 So when the cares of life molest,
And sorrows whelm my troubled breast
Thy word shall bid the tempest cease,
And faith reveal the Prince of Peace.
4 When health, and strength, and youth decay,
And life's vision melts away,
Eternal bliss my soul shall
In realms of everlasting love.
HYMN LXII.-(2 Spooner.)
HOU Judge of quick and dead!
Before whose bar severe
With holy joy, or guilty dread,
We all must soon appear:
Our waken'd souls prepare
For that tremendous day;
And fill us now with watchful care,
And stir us up to pray.
O may we all be found
Obedient to His word,
Expect the final trumpet's sound,
And haste to meet our Lord!
O may we all insure
Our lot among the blest,
And watch a moment to secure
An everlasting rest!
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