4 If wrong, correct; accept, if right;
While faithful we improve our light,-
Condemning none, but zealous still
To learn and follow all thy will.
5 When shall our happy eyes behold
All Christians fashioned in thy mould;
And charity our lineage prove
Derived from thee, O God of love!
'The Earth is full of thy Riches.' Ps. civ. 24.
1 ALMIGHTY! listen while we raise
Our hymn of thankfulness and praise,
That thou hast given our erring race
So bright, so fair a dwelling place ;-
2 That when this orb of sea and land
Was moulded in thy forming hand,
Thy smile a beam of heaven impressed
In beauty, on its ample breast:
3 And raised the hills, and sunk between
The vales' deep pathway, broad and green;
And stretched the plain to where the sky
Stoops, and shuts in the exploring eye,
4 And made them firm for tread of feet:
Gave pleasant shades, and waters sweet,
And fanning airs, and freshening showers,
And sprinkled earth with fruits and flowers;
5 And spread around the billowy plains
Of the green ocean,-nurse of rains;
Hung high the glorious sun, and set
Nights' cressets in her arch of jet.
6 Lord! teach us, while the unsated gaze,
Delighted, on thy works delays,
To deem the forms of beauty here,
But shadows of a brighter sphere.
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Preservation from Sin implored.
1 AMIDST a world of hopes and fears,
A wild of cares, and toils, and tears,
Where foes alarm, and dangers threat,
And pleasures kill, and glories cheat;
2 Shed down, O Lord! a heavenly ray
To guide us in the doubtful way;
And o'er us hold thy shield of power,
To guard us in the dangerous hour.
3 Teach us the flattering paths to shun,
In which the thoughtless many run;
Who for a shade the substance miss,
And grasp their ruin in their bliss.
4 Each noble principle impart;
That faith which sanctifies the heart,
Hope, that to heaven's high vault aspires,
And love that warms with holy fires.
5 Whate'er is honest, pure, refined,
Just, generous, amiable, and kind,
That may our constant zeal pursue,
That may we love and practise too.
6 May never pleasure, wealth or pride,
Allure our wandering souls aside;
Nor tempt us from the narrow road,
Which leads to happiness and God.
Aspiration after the Christian Temper.
1 ALMIGHTY Maker! Lord of all!
Of life the only spring!
Creator of unnumbered worlds!
Supreme, eternal King!
2 Drive from the confines of my heart
Impenitence and pride;
Nor let me in forbidden paths
With thoughtless sinners glide.
3 Whate'er thine all-discerning eye
Sees for thy creature fit;
I'll bless the good, and to the ill
Contentedly submit.
4 With generous pleasure let me view
The prosperous and the great;
Malignant envy let me fly,
And odious self-conceit.
5 Let not despair, nor fell revenge,
Be to my bosom known:
O give me tears for others' woes,
And patience for my own!
6 Feed me with necessary food;
I ask not wealth nor fame:
Give me an eye to see thy will,
A heart to bless thy name.
7 Still let my days serenely pass
Without remorse or care;
And growing holiness, my soul
For life's last hour prepare.
The Example of Christ.
1 AND is the gospel peace and love?
So let our conversation be:
The serpent blended with the dove,
Wisdom and meek simplicity.
2 Whene'er the angry passions rise,
And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife,
On Jesus let us fix our eyes,
Bright pattern of the Christian life!
3 O how benevolent and kind!
How mild, how ready to forgive!
Be his the temper of our mind,
And his the rules by which we live.
4 To do his heavenly Father's will
Was his employment and delight;
Humility and holy zeal
Shone through his life, divinely bright.
5 Dispensing good where'er he came,
The labours of his life were love:
If then we bear the Saviour's name,
Let his divine example move.
Christ risen, and Death vanquished.
1 ANGEL! roll the rock away : Death! yield up thy mighty prey: See, he rises from the tomb,
Glowing in immortal bloom! Hallelujah!
2 Mortals! shout in rapturous song,
Let the notes be sweet and strong;
Hail the Son of God, this morn
From his sepulchre new born.
3 Powers of heaven, celestial choirs!
Sing, and sweep your sounding lyres:
Sons of men! in joyful strain,
Hail your mighty Saviour's reign.
4 Every note with rapture swell,
And the Saviour's triumph tell :
Where, O death! is now thy sting?
Where thy terrors, vanquished king?
The Day of Judgment. 2 Pet. iii. 11, 12. 1 ARISE, my soul! extend thy wings Beyond the verge of mortal things; And meditate the awful day,
When this vain world shall pass away.
2 The wreck of nature all around,
The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound,
Loud the descending Judge proclaim,
And echo his tremendous name.
3 Children of Adam! all appear,
The great decisive sentence hear;
For as his lips pronounce, ye go
To realms of bliss, or realms of wo.
4 Lord! to my eyes this scene display,
Frequent, through each returning day;
That,-lost in this each meaner care,
I may to meet my Judge prepare.
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