Imatges de pÓgina

H. M.





Engage the ear-and warm the heart;

Then shall the day indeed be thine:
Our souls shall then adoring own
The grace that calls us to thy throne.

Murray. Darwells. 451

Resurrection of Christ celebrated.
1 AWAKE, our drowsy souls,

And burst the slothful band;
The wonders of this day

Our noblest songs demand :
Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays
Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise.
2 At thy approaching dawn,

Reluctant death resigned
The glorious Prince of life,

In dark domains confined :
Th' angelic host around him bends,
And midst their shouts the God ascends.
3 All hail, triumphant Lord !

Heaven with hosannas rings ;
While earth, in humbler strains,

Thy praise responsive sings?
“Worthy art thou, who once wast slain-
Through endless years to live and reign.”
4 Gird on, great God, thy sword,

Ascend thy conquering car,
While justice, truth, and love,

Maintain the glorious war:
Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread,

And sin and hell in triumph lead. 452

Litchfield. Dundee. 1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray ;
Dispels the darkness of the night,

And pours increasing day.
2 Oh! what a night was that, which wrapt

A sinful world in gloom!"
Oh! what a Sun, which broke, this day,

Triumphant from the tomb!
3 This day be grateful homage paid,
7 And loud hosannas sung;

Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.


C. M.



4 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join

To hail this welcome morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings

To nations yet unborn.

C. M. Litchfield. Nottingham 453

The Sabbath commemorative of Christ's Resurrection. 1 THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise,

In concert with the blest;
And joyful, in harmonious lays,

Employ this day of rest.
mp 2 Lord, may we still remember thee,

And more in knowledge grow;
Oh may we more of glory see,

While waiting here below.
3 On this blest day a brighter scene

Of glory was displayed,
By God, th' eternal Word, than when

This universe was made.
4 He rises, who our souls hath bought,

With blood, and grief, and pain-
'Twas great—to speak the world from nought-

'Twas greater-to redeem.


L. M.

Clinton. Nazareth 454

The eternal Sabbath.
1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love;

But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire,

With cheerful hope-and strong desire.
2 No more fatigue-no more distress,

Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place ;
No groans shall mingle with the songs,

Which warble from immortal tongues.
3 No rude alarms of raging foes,

No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade--no clouded sun-

But sacred, high, eternal noon.
4 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ;

But there's a nobler rest above;
To that our longing souls aspire,
With cheerful hope, and strong desire.



L. M.

Ward. Hingham. 455

Delight in Worship.
1 FAR from my thoughts, vain world, be gone;

Let my religious hours alone;
Fain would my eyes my Saviour see;

I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.
2 Oh! warm my heart with holy fire,

And kindle there a pure desire:
Come, sacred Spirit, from above,

And fill my soul with heavenly love.
3 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare !

How sweet thy entertainments are !
Never did angels taste above

Redeeming grace and dying love. mf 4 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine !

In thee thy Father's glories shine;
Thy glorious name shall be adored,

And every tongue confess thee Lord. 456

Pleyel's Hymn Turin. 1 LORD of hosts, how lovely, fair,

Ev'n on earth, thy temples are !
Here thy, waiting people see

Much of heaven and much of thee.
2 From thy gracious presence flows

Bliss that softens all our woes ;
While thy Spirit's holy fire

Warms our hearts with pure desire.
3 Here, we supplicate thy throne;

Here, thy pardoning grace is known;
Here, we learn thy righteous ways-

Taste thy love and sing thy praise. 457

I WHEN to his temple God descends,

He holds communion with his friends,
His grace and glory, there displays,

And shines with bright, but friendly ruys, 2 While hovering o'er the happy place,

The Spirit sheds his heavenly grace;.
To fix our thoughts-our hearts to raise,

And tune our souls to love and praise.
3 Tis here we learn the blessed skill

To know and do our Maker's will;

L. M.

S. M.

And, while we hear, and sing, and pray,

With heavenly joy we soar away.
4 Oh! dearest hours of all I know-

Oh! sweetest joys of all below :
Here would I choose my fixed abode,

And dwell forever near my God. 458

Hudson. Shirland. 1 HOW charming is the place

Where my Redeemer God
Unvails the glories of his face,

And sheds his love abroad!
2 Here, on the mercy-seat,

With radiant glory crowned,
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,

And smile on all around.
3 To him their prayers and cries

Each contrite soul presents:
And while he hears their humble sighs,

He grants them all their wants.
4 Give me, O Lord, a place

Within thy blest abode;
Among the children of thy grace,

The servants of my God.

Mansfield, Dundee.

C. M. 459

The Presence of God sought in his House.
1 COME, O thou King of all thy saints,

Our humble tribute own,
While with our praises and complaints,

We bow before thy throne.
2 How should our songs, like those above,

With warm devotion rise !
How should our souls, on wings of love,

Mount upward to the skies !
P 3 But ah! the song, how faint it flows!

How languid our desire!
How cold the sacred passion glows,

Till thou the heart inspire !
4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine

And fill thy dwellings here;
Till life, and love, and joy divine,

A heaven on earth appear.


C. M.

Litchfield. Dundee.

Sabbath. Rutland.

5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say

Come, great Redeemer-come;
And bring the bright--the glorious day,

That calls thy children home.
Af 1 GREAT Shepherd of thy people, hear!

Thy presence now display:
We kneel within thy house of prayer,

Oh! give us hearts to pray.
2 The clouds, which vail thee from our sight,

In pity, Lord, remove;
Dispose our minds to hear aright

The message of thy love.
3 Help us, with holy fear and joy,

To kneel before thy face;
Oh make us, creatures of thy power,

The children of thy grace. 461

78. 61.
1 SAFELY through another week,

God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,

Waiting in his courts to-day:
Day of all the week the best,

Emblem of eternal rest.
2 While we seek supplies of grace,

Through the dear Redeemer's name;
Show thy reconciling face-

Take away our sin and shame;
From our worldly cares set free,

May we rest this day in thee.
3 Here we come thy name to praise ;

Let us feel thy presence near:
May thy glory meet our eyes,

While we in thy house appear:
Here afford us, Lord, a taste

Of our everlasting feast.
4 May the gospel's joyful sound

Conquer sinners-comfort saints;
Make the fruits of grace abound,

Bring relief from all complaints:
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

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