A kindly harvest crowns thy love,

And plenty fills the plain.

5 We own and bless thy gracious sway: Thy hand all nature hails; Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day,

Summer nor winter fails.

HYMN 85. L. M.

For Public Mercies and Deliverances. ALVATION doth to God belong,

SAI

His power and grace shall be our song; From him alone all mercies flow,

His arm alone subdues the foe.

2 Then praise this God, who bows his ear
Propitious to his people's prayer;
And though deliverance he may stay,
Yet answers still in his own day.
3 0 may this goodness lead our land,
Still saved by thine Almighty hand
The tribute of its love to bring
To thee, our Saviour and our King:

4 Till every public temple raise

A song of triumph to thy praise;
And every peaceful, private home,
To thee a temple shall become.
5 Still be it our supreme delight
To walk as in thy glorious sight,
Still in thy precepts and thy fear,
Till life's last hour, to persevere.

He folds them in his gracious arms,
Himself declares them blest.

2 "Let them approach," he cries,

"Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these, For such as these I came."

3 Gladly we bring them, Lord,
Devoting them to thee,
Imploring that, as we are thine,
Thine may our offspring be.

BAPTISM OF ADULTS.

HYMN 88. S. M.
Ephesians vi. 10, 13.

OLDIERS of Christ arise,

SOLDIE

And put your armour on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies Through his eternal Son.

2 Strong in the Lord of hosts,

And in his mighty power,

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,

Is more than conqueror.

3 Stand then in his great might,

With all his strength endued; And take, to arm you for the fight, The panoply of God.

4 That having all things done,

And all your conflicts past,
Ye may behold your victory won,
And stand complete at last.

CONFIRMATION.

HYMN 89. L. M.

HAPPY day, that stays my choice
On thee, my Saviour and my God:
Well may this glowing heart rejoice,
And tell thy goodness all abroad.
2 O happy bond, that seals my vows,
To him who merits all my love;
Let cheerful anthems fill his house,
While to his sacred throne I move.

3 'Tis done, the great transaction's done;
Deign, gracious Lord, to make me thine:
Help me, through grace, to follow on,
Glad to confess thy voice divine.

4 Here rest, my oft-divided heart,

Fix'd on thy God, thy Saviour, rest; Who with the world would grieve to part, When call'd on angels' food to feast!

5 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear, Till in life's latest hour I bow,

And bless in death a bond so dear.

HYMN 90. C. M.

WITNESS, ye men and angels; now

Before the Lord we speak;

To him we make our solemn vow,

A vow we dare not break:

2 That, long as life itself shall last,

Ourselves to Christ we yield;
Nor from his cause will we depart,

Or ever quit the field.

3 We trust not in our native strength,

But on his grace rely,

That, with returning wants, the Lord
Will all our need supply.

4 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright,

And keep us in thy ways;

Turn thou our prayers to praise.

HYMN 91. C. M.

YOUTH, when devoted to the Lord,

Is pleasing in his eyes;

A flower, though offer'd in the bud, Is no vain sacrifice.

2 'Tis easier far if we begin

To fear the Lord betimes;

For sinners who grow old in sin
Are harden'd by their crimes.

3 It saves us from a thousand snares

To mind religion young;

And ransom'd us to God, From every nation, every coast,

By thy most precious blood.

4 Blessing and honour, glory, power,
By all in earth and heaven,
To Him that sits upon the throne,
And to the Lamb be given.

HYMN 94. L. M.

MY God, and is thy table spread,

And does thy cup with love o'erflow?

Thither be all thy children led,

And let them thy sweet mercies know.

And make our virtues strong.

4 To thee, Almighty God, to thee

Our hearts we now resign:

'Twill please us to look back and see That our whole lives were thine.

HYMN 92. C. M.

IN the morn of life, when youth
With vital ardour glows,

And shines in all the fairest charms
That beauty can disclose;

2 Deep in thy soul, before its powers
Are yet by vice enslaved,

Be thy Creator's glorious Name
And character engraved:

3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud

The sunshine of thy days;

And cares and toils, in endless round,

Encompass all thy ways;

4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age,
With vain regret, deplore,
And sadly muse on former joys,
That now return no more.

Rich banquet of his flesh and blood: Thrice happy he who here partakes

That sacred stream, that heavenly food.

3 Why are its bounties all in vain

Before unwilling hearts display'd?
Was not for you the victim slain?
Are you forbid the children's bread?

4 O let thy table honour'd be,

And furnish'd well with joyful guests: And may each soul salvation see,

That here its holy pledges tastes.

5 Drawn by thy quickening grace, O Lord, In countless numbers let them come; And gather from their Father's board, The bread that lives beyond the tomb.

6 Nor let thy spreading Gospel rest,

Till through the world thy truth has run;
Till with this bread all men be blest,
Who see the light or feel the sun.

HYMN 95. C. M.

AND are we now brought near to God

Who once at distance stood?

And, to effect this glorious change,
Did Jesus shed his blood?

2 O for a song of ardent praise,

To bear our souls above:
What should allay our lively hope,

Or damp our flaming love?

3 Then let us join the heavenly choirs, To praise our heavenly King:

O may that love which spread this board, Inspire us while we sing:

4 "Glory to God in highest strains,

And to the earth be peace; Good-will from heaven to men is come, And let it never cease."

HYMN 96. L. M.

TO Jesus, our exalted Lord,

That Name in heaven and earth adored,
Fain would our hearts and voices raise
A cheerful song of sacred praise.

2 But all the notes which mortals know,
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,
The theme demands immortal tongues.

3 Yet whilst around his board we meet.
And worship at his sacred feet,
O let our warm affections move,
In glad returns of grateful love.

4 Yes, Lord, we love, and we adore,

But long to know and love thee more;
And, whilst we taste the bread and wine,
Desire to feed on joys divine

5 Let faith our feeble senses aid,

To see thy wondrous love display'd;
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins,
Thy dreadful agonizing pains.

6 Let humble, penitential woe,

With painful, pleasing anguish flow:
And thy forgiving love impart
Life, hope, and joy to every heart.

Go, preach my Gospel,” saith the Lord,

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Bid the whole earth my grace
receive:

Explain to them my sacred word,
Bid them believe, obey, and live.

2 "I'll make my great commission known,
And ye shall prove my Gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,

And all the wonders ye shall do.

3 "Go, heal the sick, go, raise the dead;
Go cast out devils in my Name;
Nor let my prophets be afraid,

Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blas-
pheme.

4 "While thus ye follow my commands,
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands,
I can destroy, and can defend.”

5 He spake, and light shone round his head;
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode :
They to the farthest nation spread
The grace of their ascended God.

HYMN 99. L. M.

HE Saviour, when to heaven he rose,

THE

In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
Scatter'd his gifts on men below,

And wide his royal bounties flow.

2 Hence sprang the Apostle's honour'd name, Sacred beyond heroic fame;

Hence dictates the Prophetic sage,
And hence the Evangelic page.

3 In lower forms, to bless our eyes,

Pastors from hence and Teachers rise;
Who, though with feebler rays they shine,
Still mark a long-extended line:

4 From Christ their varied gifts derive,
And, fed by him, their graces live;
Whilst, guarded by his potent hand,
Amidst the rage of hell they stand.
5 So shall the bright Succession run
Through all the courses of the sun;

Whilst unborn churches, by their care, Shall rise and flourish, large and fair.

HYMN 100. L. M.

ATHER of mercies, bow thine ear,

FA

- Attentive to our earnest prayer; We plead for those who plead for thee, Successful pleaders may they be.

2 How great their work, how vast their charge;

Do thou their anxious souls enlarge:
Their best acquirements are our gain;
We share the blessings they obtain.

3 Clothe, then, with energy divine,
Their words, and let those words be thine;
To them thy sacred truth reveal,
Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal.

4 Teach them to sow the precious seed,
Teach them thy chosen flock to feed;
Teach them immortal souls to gain,
Souls that will well reward their pain.
5 Let thronging multitudes around,

Hear from their lips the joyful sound;
In humble strains thy grace implore,
And feel thy new-creating power.
Let sinners break their massy chains,
Distressed souls forget their pains;
Let light through distant realms be spread,
And Sion rear her drooping head.

CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH.

HYMN 101. L. M.

AND wilt thou, O Eternal God,

On earth establish thine abode ?
Then look propitious from thy throne,
And take this temple for thine own.

2 These walls we to thine honour raise,
Long may they echo in thy praise;
And thou, descending, fill the place
With the rich tokens of thy grace.
3 Here may the great Redeemer reign,
With all the graces of his train;
While power divine his word attends,
To conquer foes and cheer his friends.

4 And in the last decisive day,

When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear,
Thousands were born for glory here.

MISSIONS.

HYMN 102. L. M.

ESUS shall reign where'er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2 To him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His Name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms, of every tongue,
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his Name.

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;
The prisoner leaps to burst his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.

5 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.

6 Let every creature rise, and bring,
Peculiar honours to our King:
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

4 Convert the nations; far and nigh

The triumphs of the cross record, The Name of Jesus glorify,

Till every people call him Lord.

HYMN 105. II. 1.

For Missions to the New Settlements in the United States.

THEN, Lord, to this our western land,

WH

Led by thy providential hand,
Our wandering fathers came,

Their ancient homes, their friends in youth,
Sent forth the heralds of thy truth,
To keep them in thy Name.

2 Then, through our solitary coast,
The desert features soon were lost;
Thy temples there arose ;

Our shores, as culture made them fair,
Were hallow'd by thy rites, by prayer,
And blossom'd as the rose.

3 And O, may we repay this debt
To regions solitary yet,

Within our spreading land:

There, brethren, from our common home,
Still westward, like our fathers, roam;
Still guided by thy hand.

4 Saviour, we own this debt of love:
O shed thy spirit from above,

To move each Christian breast;
Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim,
And temples rise to fix thy Name,
Through all our desert west.

HYMN 106. C. M.
Isaiah xxxv. 2.

ON Sion, and on Lebanon,

On Carmel's blooming height,
On Sharon's fertile plains, once shone
The glory, pure and bright:

2 From thence its mild and cheering ray
Stream'd forth from land to land;
And empires now behold its day;
And still its beams expand.

3 Its brightest splendours, darting west,
Our happy shores illume;
Our farther regions, once unblest,
Now like a garden bloom:

4 But ah, our deserts deep and wild
See not this heavenly light;
No sacred beams, no radiance mild,
Dispel their dreary night.

5 Thou, who didst lighten Sion's hill,
On Carmel who didst shine,
Our deserts let thy glory fill,
Thy excellence divine.