Praise for the Blessings given through Jesus. 1 To GOD, of every good the spring, The tribute of your praises bring,
For grace and truth through Jesus given,
Mercy, and peace, and hopes of heaven.
2 Grateful the joyous news proclaim,
Salvation is in Jesus' name;
Salvation-shout the glorious sound,
Proclaim it to the world around.
3 Tell every fearful trembling soul,
That gospel grace will make him whole:
Invite the weary poor to come;
At Jesus' feast there still is room.
4 Jesus-that name shall calm their fears,
Dispel their doubts, and dry their tears,
Shall ease the anxious throbbing breast,
And give the weary mourner rest.
5 Jesus-our Prophet, Saviour, King,―
For Jesus, grateful praise we bring
To thee, from whom his blessings flowed,
To thee, our Father and our God!
106. L. M.
The Christian Sabbath.
1 WE bless thee for this sacred day,
Thou, who hast every blessing given,
Which sends the dreams of earth away,
And yields a glimpse of opening heaven.
2 Rich day of holy thoughtful rest!
May we improve thy calm repose,
And in God's service truly blessed,
Forget the world, its joys and woes.
3 Lord! may thy truth, upon the heart
Now fall and dwell, as heavenly dew,
And flowers of grace in freshness start
Where once the weeds of error grew.
4 May prayer now lift her sacred wings,
Contented with that aim alone
Which bears her to the King of kings,
And rests her at his sheltering throne.
All Nature proclaiming the Glory of God. 1 WE sing of God, the mighty source Of all things, the stupendous force On which all things depend; From whose right arm, beneath whose eyes, All period, power, and enterprise, Commence, and reign, and end.
2 The world, the clustering spheres he made, The glorious light, the soothing shade, Dale, champaign, grove, and hill;
The multitudinous abyss,
Where nature joys in secret bliss,
And wisdom hides her skill.
3 Tell them, I AM, Jehovah said
To Moses, while earth heard in dread,
And smitten to the heart,
At once, above, beneath, around,
All nature, without voice or sound,
Replied, O Lord, THOU ART!
+ Part of Smart's lost Song of David,' alt'd.
The Perfections of God displayed in his Works.
1 We sing the almighty power of God,
WE
Who bade the mountains rise;
Who spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.
2 We sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day:
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.
3 We sing the goodness of the Lord,
Who fills the earth with food;
Who formed his creatures by his word,
And then pronounced them good.
4 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed Where'er we turn our eyes,
Whether we view the ground we tread,
Or gaze upon the skies.
5 There's not a plant nor flower below,
But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise, and tempests blow,
By order from thy throne.
6 Creation, vast as it may be,
Is subject to thy will:
There's not a place where we can flee, But thou art with us still.
7 On thee each moment we depend ; We live beneath thine eye:
O may we ne'er that God offend,
Who is for ever nigh!
The Sacrifice of the Heart.
1 WHEN, as returns this solemn day,
Man comes to meet his Maker, God,
What rites, what honours shall he pay
How spread his Sovereign's praise abroad?
2 From marble domes and gilded spires,
Shall curling clouds of incense rise?
And gems, and gold, and garlands, deck
The costly pomp of sacrifice?
3 Vain, sinful man!-creation's Lord
Thy golden offerings well may spare;
But give thy heart, and thou shalt find,
Here dwells a God who heareth prayer.
Mrs. Barbauld.
The Acceptable Offering. Micah vi. 6-8.
1 WHEREWITH shall we approach the Lord,
And bow before his throne?
Or how procure his kind regard,
And for our guilt atone?
2 Shall altars flame, and victims bleed,
And spicy fumes ascend?
Will these our earnest wish succeed,
And make our God our friend?
3 Let no such hopes our souls delude;
Such pompous rites are vain;
But God has shown us what is good,
And how his love to gain.
4 To men, their rights we must allow,
And proofs of kindness give;
To God, with humble reverence bow,
And to his glory live.
5 Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere,
He never will despise;
And cheerful duty will prefer
Supplication for Spiritual Light. Ps. cxix.
1 WHILE here, as wandering sheep we stray,
Teach us, O teach us, Lord! thy way;
Dispose our hearts, with sacred awe,
To love thy word, to keep thy law;
That, by thy guiding precepts led,
Our feet the paths of truth may tread.
2 Great Source of life to all below!
Teach us thy holy will to know:
Teach us to read thy word aright,
And make it our supreme delight;
In every heart let wisdom shine,
And give us purity divine.
3 Maker, Instructer, Judge of all!
O hear us, when on thee we call!
Since inward truth thy laws require,
That inward truth, O Lord! inspire;
Preserve us in thy holy ways,
And teach our hearts to speak thy praise.
Merrick, alt.
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