"•»" iv* 3 «<5 •'• Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Princeton Theological Seminary Library http://archive.org/details/porlhhoOOuniv HYMNS roc THE CHURCH AND THE HOME WITH A SELECTION OF PSALMS. PORTLAND COLLECTION. BOSTON: UNIVERSALIST PUBLISHING HOUSE, No. 37 COBNHILL. 1870. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1864, by Tompkins and Company, fat tbe Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Mass»chuMt» bivkrsidk, camhridok: gTERKOTYPKD AND PRINTKO Bff U. O. I10UUI1T0N AND COMPANY. PREFACE. The character and variety of this Selection — embrac- ing, as it does, not only a large number of those stand- ard hymns, which, from their religious fervor, beauty, or familiarity, have become indispensable aids to wor- ship in all Christian Protestant congregations, but also many of the finest hymns and lyrics of modern times, not a few of which have been written since the publica- tion of any other Hymn Book — is such, it is believed, as will commend the volume to those congregations which feel the want of a Hymn Book. Some of the best minds of our Church have been engaged in its compilation. And the hope is entertained that all the congregations that may adopt it, will find it a minister of aspiration, strength, and comfort, — a help to them in their Christian work. Boston, August, 18«. £2>ai)iatf) MLox&typ. INVOCATION. 6 & 4's M. Dobell's Coll. Solemn Enbocaifon. COME, thou Almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ; Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come, and reign over us, Ancient of Days ! 2 Come, thou all-gracious Lord ! By heaven and earth adored, Our prayer attend ! Come, and thy children bless ; Give thy good word success 5 Make thine own holiness On us descend ! 3 Never from us depart ; Rule thou in every heart, Hence, evermore ! Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore ! SABBATH WORSHIP. 7'sH. F. If. Hedge. Enbocatfoit. SOVEREIGN and transforming Grace ! We invoke thy quickening power ; Reign the spirit of this place, Bless the purpose of this hour. 2 Holy and creative Light ! We invoke thy kindling ray ; Dawn upon our spirits' night : Turn our darkness into day. 3 To the anxious soul impart Hope all other hopes above ; Stir the dull and hardened heart With a Ion gin g and a love. 4 Work in all, in all renew, Day by day, the life divine ; All our wills to thee subdue, All our hearts to thee incline. 7's M. 0, Wesley, Seefcfnfl CSotr. LIGHT of life, seraphic fire ; Love divine, thyself impart : Every fainting soul inspire ; Enter every drooping heart : 2 Every mournful sinner cheer, Scatter all our guilty gloom : Father, in thy grace appear, To thy human temples come. INVOCATION. 3 Come, in this accepted hour, Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; Fill us with thy glorious power, Rooting out the seeds of sin. 4 Nothing more can we require, We will covet nothing less ; Be thou all our heart's desire, Be Our heaven, in holiness ! 4 C. M. Reed. SPIRIT divine ! attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power ; Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 2 Come as the light ; to waiting minds That long the truth to kn6w, Reveal the narrow path of right, The way of duty show. 3 Come as the fire ; enkindle now The sacrificial name, Till our whole souls an offering be, In love's redeeming name. 4 Come as the dew ; on hearts that pine Descend in this still hour, Till every barren place shall own With joy thy quickening power. 4 SABBATH WORSHIP. § L. M. Breviary. Xnbocatfon. THOU Power and Peace ! in whom we find All holiest strength, all purest love, The rushing of the mighty wind, The brooding of the gentle dove, — 2 Forever lend thy sovereign aid, And urge us on, and keep us thine; Nor leave the hearts which thou hast made Fit temples of thy grace divine. 3 Nor let us quench thy saving light ; But still with softest breathings stir Our wayward souls, and lead us right, O Holy Spirit, Comforter I g L. M. Breviary. Creator Spirft. COME, Creator Spirit blest ! o Within these souls of thine to rest ; Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid, To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 2 Come, Holy Spirit ! now descend ; Most blessed gift which God can send ; Thou Fire of Love, and Fount of Life I Consume our sins, and calm our strife. 3 With patience firm and purpose high, The weakness of our flesh supply ; Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts overflow with love* INVOCATION. 0 *7 L. M. MONTGOMERY. JSnboftftifl a Blessing. LORD ! when thy people seek thy face, And dying sinners pray 'to live, Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And, when thou hearest, O forgive ! 2 Here, when thy messengers proclaim The blessed Gospel of thy Son, Still, by the power of his great name, Be mighty signs and wonders done. 3 But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest? Here will the world's Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 4 That glory never hence depart ! Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix thy throne. 8 .CM. C. Wesley. Stbtne 13resettce Knqrtorett. PEAK with us, Lord; thyself reveal, While here on earth we rove ; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindlings of thy love. s! 2 "With thee conversing, we forget All toil, and time, and care ; Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, If thou art present there. SABBATH WOKSHIP. 3 Here then, my God, be pleased to stay, And bid my heart rejoice ; My bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice: > C. M. Henry Ware, Jr. FATHER in heaven, to thee my heart Would lift itself in prayer ; Drive from my soul each earthly thought And show thy presence there. 2 Each moment of my life renews The mercies of my Lord, Each moment is itself a gift To bear me on to God. 3 O, help me break the galling chains This world has round me thrown, Each passion of my heart subdue, Each darling sin disown. 4 O Father, kindle in my breast A never-dying flame Of holy love, of grateful trust In thy almighty name. 10 7's M. Metuodist Com, Jhtbocatfon. FATHEK, at thy footstool see Those who now arc one in thee : Draw us by thy grace alone ; Give, O give us to thy Son. THE SABBATH. 2 Jesus, friend of human kind, Let us in thy name be joined Each to each unite and bless j Keep us still in perfect peace. 3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove, Shed thy overshadowing love ; Love, the sealing grace impart ; Dwell within our single heart. THE SABBATH. L. M. Stennett, Sablmt!) £Hortifnfl. ANOTHER six days' work is done , Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day which God hath blest. 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies, And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which none but he that feels it knows ! 3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 4 In holy duties let the day — In holy pleasures — pass away : How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! O SABBATH WORSHIP. 12 0. M. Mrs. Follen. 3Lobe of Sabfmtf) Setbfce. HOW sweet upon this sacred day, The best of all the seven, To cast our earthly thoughts away, And think of God and heaven ! 2 How sweet to be allowed to pray Our sins may be forgiven ! With filial love and trust to say, " Father, who art in heaven ! " 3 How sweet the words of peace to hear From him to whom 't is given To wake the penitential tear, And lead the way to heaven ! 4 And if, to make our sins depart, In vain the will has striven, He who regards the inmost heart Will send his grace from heaven. ]_3 7's M. Newton. Sabfiatf) f&ornfna. 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 dour Redeemer's name, THE SABBATH. V Show thy reconciling face — Take away our sin_and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest tins day in thee. 14 S. M. Watts. Cfje Safifcat!) ©L-clcomelr. "\T7ELC0^IE, sweet day of rest, ▼ ▼ That saw the Lord arise ; "Welcome to this reyivins: breast And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here? And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amid the place Where my dear Lord hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of folly and of sin. t 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, Till called to rise and soar away To everlasting bliss. - 15 0. 11 Anonymous. Z^t ©aj of draper a if a 3a est. EARTH'S bus}' sounds and ceaseless din Wake not this morning air \ A holy calm should welcome in This solemn hour of prayer. 10 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 Now peace, be still, unhallowed care, And hushed within the breast ! A holy joy shall welcome there Tins happy day of rest. 3 Each better thought the spirit knows, This hour, the spirit fill ! And Thou, from whom its being flows, O, teach it all thy will ! 4 Then shall the day indeed be blest, And send its hallowing power, Its sacred calm and inward rest, Through many a busy hour. 16 H. M. Hay ward. Knbocatfon for SLortr's JDnj iHormnjj. "YT^ELCOME, delightful morn, » T T Thou day of sacred rest ! We hail thy glad return : Lord, make these moments blest. From low delights and mortal toys We soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While we address thy face. 0,let us feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; THE SABBATH. 11 Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours : Then shall our souls new life obtain, Nor Sabbaths be enjoyed in vain. YJ C. M. Anonymous. & Safofcati) iHormnjj. HOW sweet, how calm, this Sabbath morn ! How pure the air that breathes, And soft the sounds upon it borne, And light its vapor wreaths ! 2 It seems as if the Christian's prayer, For peace and joy and love, Were answered by the very air That wafts its strain above. 3 Let each unholy passion cease, Each evil thought be crushed, Each anxious care that mars thy peace In faith and love be hushed. Jg S. M. BULFINCH, HAIL to the Sabbath day ! The day divinely given , When men to God their homage pay, And earth draws near to heaven. 2 Lord, in this sacred hour, Within thy courts we bend, And bless thy love, and own thy power, Our Father and our Friend. 12 SABBATH WORSHIP. 3 But thou art not alone In courts by mortals trod ; Nor only is the day thine own « When man draws near to God. 4 Thy temple is the arch Of yon unmeasured sky ; Thy Sabbath, the stupendous march Of grand eternity. 5 Lord, may that holier day Dawn on thy servants' sight ; And purer worship may we pay In heaven's unclouded light. J9 L. M. New York Coll. Sabbat!) JDai). 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 Lord, in this day of holy rest, We would improve the calm repose ; And, in thy service truly blest, 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. THE SABBATH. 13 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. i 20 s- M- Anonymous, Efce %}oux of ^rager. T is the hour of prayer : Draw near and bend the knee, And fill the calm and holy air With voice of melody ! O'erwcaricd with the heat And burden of the day, Now let us rest our wandering feet, And gather here to pray. The dark and deadly blight That walks at noontide hour, The midnight arrow's secret flight, O'er us have had no power ; But smiles from loving eyes Have been around our way, And lips on winch a blessing lies Have bidden us to pray. 0, blessed is the hour That lifts our hearts on high ; Like sunlight when the tempests lower, Prayer to the soul is nigh ; Though dark may be our lot, Om' eyes be dim with care, These saddening thoughts shall trouble not Tins holy hour of prayer. 14 SABBATH WORSHIP. 21 L. M. Mrs. Barbauld. Sabbati) ©ffcrfntj. WHEN, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his Makers-God, What rites, what honors shall lie 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. 22 0. M. Geo. Herbert. Slje Messina of tfcc SaMjatlj. BLEST day of God ! most calm, most bright, The first and best of days ; The laborer's rest, the saint's delight, The day of prayer and praise. 2 My Saviour's face made thee to shine ; His rising thee did raise ; And made thee heavenly and divine Beyond all other days. 3 The first fruit3 oft a blessing prove To all the sheaves behind ; And they who do the Sabbath love A happy week will find. THE SABBATH. 15 This day I must to God appear, For, Lord, the day is thine ; Help rne to spend it in thy fear, And thus to make it mine. 23 C. P. M. Merrick. £fje Sabbati) atitr t$e Hartf)!]? temple. rpHE joyful morn, my God, is come, J- That calls me to my Sabbath home, Thy presence to adore ; My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend And tread the hallowed floor. 2 With holy joy I hail the day That warns my thirsting soul away : What transports fill my breast ! For, lo ! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And leads me to his rest ! 24 CM. Mrs. Barbauld. &!)e Sottrs Sag ^ortxmjj, GAIN the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn, And pours increasing day. K 2 This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on every tongue. 16 SABBATH WORSHIP. 3 Ten thousand differing lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 25 L. M. Sun. School H. B. Sabtoatfj SBJjmn. CALLED by the Sabbath bells away, Unto thy holy temple, Lord, 1 '11 go, with willing mind to pray, To praise thy name and hear thy word. 2 O sacred day of peace and joy, Thy hours are ever dear to me ; Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy The holy calm I find in thee. 3 Dear are thy peaceful hours to me, For God has given them in his love, To tell how calm, how blest shall be The endless day of heaven above. 26 L. M. Gl. Mrs. Steele. & 3f)raa?cr for Horn's 3Dar>. GREAT God, this sacred day of thine Demands our soul's collected powers ; May we employ in work divine These solemn, these devoted hours ; O may our souls adoring own The grace which calls us to thy throne. 2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly ; Where God resides appear no more ; THE SABBATH. 17 Omniscient God, thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore : O may thy grace our hearts refine, And fix our thoughts on things divine, 3 The word of life dispensed to-day Invites us to a heavenly feast ; May every ear the call obey ; Be every heart a humble guest ; Then shall our souls adoring own The grace which calls us to thy throne. 27 0. M. Edmestok. HEN the worn spirit wants repose, And sighs her God to seek, How sweet to hail the evening's close, That ends the weary week ! 2 How sweet to hail the early dawn That opens on the sight, When first that soul-reviving morn Beams its new rays of light ! d Blest day ! thine hours too soon will cease, Yet, while they gently roll, Breathe, Heavenly Spirit, source of peace, A Sabbath o'er my soul ! 2 18 SABBATH WORSHIP. THE SANCTUARY. 28 8's & 7's M- Anonymous. «♦ £lje 2Lorft fs fn ins j^ola? Senile." OD is in his holy temple : Thoughts of earth, be silent how, While with reverence we assemble, And before his presence bow ! He is with us now and ever, When we call upon Ins name, Aiding every good endeavor, Guiding every upward aim. G' God is in his holy temple ; — ■ In the pure and holy mind ; In the reverent heart and simple ; In the soul from sense refined : Then let every low emotion Banished far and silent be ! And our souls, in pure devotion, Lord, be temples worthy thee ! 29 S. M. E. Taylok ©all to tije JQousc of Jltagei?. COME to the house of prayer, O ye afflicted, come : The God of peace shall meet you there — He makes that house his home. 2 Come to the house of praise, Ye who are happy now ; THE SANCTUARY. 19 In sweet accord your voices raise, . In kindred homage bow. 3 Ye aged, hither come, For ye have felt his love : Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb, Your lips forget to move. 4 Ye young, before his throne, Come, bow ; your voices raise ; Let not your hearts his praise disown Who gives the power to praise. 5 Thou, whose benignant eye In mercy looks on all — "Who see'st the tear of misery, And hear'st the mourner's call — 6 Up to thy dwelling-place Bear our frail spirits on, Till they outstrip time's tardy pace. And heaven on earth be won, 30 L. M. Watts- 2-obs of tljc Sanctuary. HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are I With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 Blessed are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face and learn thy praise . 20 SABBATH WORSHIP. 3 Blessed are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength ; and through the road They lean upon their helper, God. 4 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 31 7's M. Merrick. "eB$o sfjall abffie fn <£I)j> Safocrnaclc? " HO shall towards thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, Ids favored feet? Who shall at thine altar bend ? • Who shall Zion's hill ascend ? Who, great God, a welcome guest. On thy holy mountain rest ? Tie whose heart thy love has warmed ; He whose will to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run ; He whose word and thought are one ; Who, from sin's contagion free, Lifts his willing soul to thee. lie who thus, with heart unstained, Treads the path by thee ordained, He shall towards thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, his favored feet ; He thy ceaseless care shall prove, He shall share thy constant love. THE SANCTUARY. 21 32 L 3d Salisbury Coll. fQouse of (KoTr. LO, God is here ! Let us adore, And humbly bow before his face ! Let all within us feel his power ; Let all within us seek Ins grace. 2 Lo, God is here ! Him, day and night, United choirs of angels sing ; To him, enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest homage bring. 3 Being of beings ! may thy praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill : Still may we stand before thy face — Still hear and do thy sovereign will. 33 L. M. Watts. " ?£oto amfable are tf>2 £afccrtiacles, RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee ; Thy saints adore thy holy name ; Thy creatures bend th' obedient knee, And, humbly, thy protection claim. p 2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust ; The breath of life thy Spirit gave ; Where, but in thee, can mortals trust? Who, but our God, has power to save? 3 Still may thy children in thy word Then* common trust and refuge see ; O bind us to each other, Lord, By one great tic, — the love of thee. 4 So shall our sun of hope arise, With brighter still and brighter ray, Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes With beams of everlasting day. 67 0. M. Vaughan. SEnfbersal $rafse. ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, , His glorious acts proclaim ; The fulness of his grace record, And magnify his name o WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 45 2 His love is great — his mercy sure, And faithful is his word ; His truth forever shall endure : Forever praise the Lord ! 68 I* M Bowrikg. ■Perpetual praise. \\/ HEX, wakened by thy voice of power, ▼ ▼ The hour of morning beams in light, My voice shall sing that morning hour, And thee, who mad'st that hour so bright, 2 The morning strengthens into noon ; Earth's fairest beauties shine more fair , And noon and morning shall attune My grateful heart to praise and prayer. 3 "When 'neath the evening's western gate The sun's retiring rays are hid, My joy shall be to meditate, E'en as the pious patriarch did. 4 As twilight wears a darker line, And gathering night creation dims, The twilight and the midnight, too, Shall have their harmonies and hymns. 5 So shall sweet thoughts, and thoughts sublime, My constant inspirations be ; And every shifting scene of time Reflect, my God, a light from thee. 4G SABBATH WORSHIP. 69 C. M. M. Rayner. ffieneral praise. HAIL ! Source of light, of life, and love, And joys that never end ; In whom all creatures live and move ; Creator, Father, Friend. 2 All space is with thy presence crowned ; Creation owns thy care ; Each spot in nature's ample round, Proclaims that God is there. 3 Attuned to praise be every voice ; Let not one heart be sad ; Jehovah reigns ! Let earth rejoice ; Let all the isles be glad. 4 Then sound the anthem loud and long, In sweetest, loftiest strains ; And be the burden of the song, The Lord, Jehovah, reigns ! 70 10's & li's. Grant. CSoTj ©florfous. O WORSHIP the King, all glorious above, , And gratefully sing his wonderful love, Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 2 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. WORSHIP AXD PRAISE. 47 3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the end ! Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. 71 C. M. Jertis. ?9omaac an*& Dcbotfon, TT/T^TH sacred joy we lift our eyes ▼ T To those bright realms above, — That glorious temple In the sides Where dwells eternal love. 2 Thee we adore, and, Lord, to thee Our filial duty pay ; Thy service, unconstrained and free, Conducts to endless clay. 3 While in thy house of prayer we kneel With trust and holy fear, Thy mercy and thy truth reveal, And lend a gracious ear. 4 With fervor teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing ; Nor from thy presence cast away The sacrifice we bring. 72 0. M. G. Bukber. <£oti is 2Lobe. C10ME, ye that know and fear the Lord ! 1 And raise your souls above ; Let every heart and voice accord To sing that — God is love. 48 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 Behold his loving-kindness waits For those who from him rove, And calls of mercy reach their hearts, To teach them — God is love. 3 Oh ! may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove ; Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds. Shall shout that — God is love. 73 L. M. C. Bobbins •« Speafc, S-orti, for t&n Serbant Ijcarctlj." "TT^HILE thus thy throne of grace Ave seek, T T O God, within our spirits speak ! For we will hear thy voice to-day, Nor turn our hardened hearts away. 2 Speak in thy gentlest tones of love, Till all our best affections move ; We long to hear no meaner call, But feel that Thou art all in all. 3 To conscience speak thy quickening word, Till all its sense of sin is stirred : For we would leave no stain of guile, To cloud the radiance of thy smile. 4 Speak, Father, to the anxious heart, Till every fear and doubt depart : For we can find no home or rest, Till with thy Spirit's whispers blest. WORSHIP AND PRAISE. 49 74 L- M. 61. C. Wesley. K5ors1)fjp in Spirit zxiQ in £rut&. FATHER of omnipresent grace ! "We seem agreed to seek thy face : But every soul assembled here Doth naked in thy sight appear ; Thou know'st who only bows the knee, And who in heart approaches thee. 2 To-day, while it is called to-day, Awake and stir us up to pray ; The spirit of thy word impart, And breathe the life into our heart ; Our weakness help, our darkness chase, And guide us by the light of grace. 75 L. M. Watts. £ijc promises sure. ►RAISE, everlasting praise, be paid To Him who earth's foundations laid ; Praise to the God whose strong decrees Sway all the world as he doth please. p 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, Who rules his people by his word ; And there, as strong as his decrees, Reveals Iris kindest promises. 3 O for a strong, a lasting faith, To credit what th' Almighty saith I To kear the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven our own ! S' 50 SABBATH WORSHIP. 4 Then, should the earth's firm pillars shake, And all the wheels of nature break, Our steady souls would fear no more Than solid rocks when billows roar. 76 S. M. Spirit of the Psalms. Cjje 2Belff[!)ts of SaMiatJ) fflJSJots&fjj. WEET is the task, O Lord, Thy glorious acts to sing, To praise thy name and hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet, at the dawning hour, Thy boundless love to tell ; And when the night-wind shuts the flower, Still on the theme to dwell. . 3 Sweet on this day of rest To join in heart and voice With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy, Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our best employ Eternally in heaven. 77 S. M. Watts. ErJrtt tjje 3Lovtu J)s. Vtt?. I^XALT the Lord, our God, -^ And worship at his feet ; His nature is all holiness, And mercy is J lis seat. VESPERS. -*' PJ .* 2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, When Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, He gave his people rest. 3 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race ; And oft he made his vengeance known When they abused his grace. 4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same ; — Still he 's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name. VESPERS. 78 7'b M. S. F. Smith. Sabbat!) fSbettfiifl. I OFTLY fades the twilight ray Of the holy Sabbath day ; Gently as life's setting sun, When the Christian's course is run. S' 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth, as daylight fades ; All things tell of calm repose At the holy Sabbath's close. 3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 'Tis the holy peace of God, — Symbol of the peace within, When the spirit rests from sin. 52 SABBATH WORSHIP. 4 Still the Spirit lingers near, Where the evening worshipper Seeks communion with the skies, Pressing onward to the prize. 79 7's M. Furness. JBsmn of "Mfflfjt. SLOWLY, by God's hand unfurled, Down around the weary world Falls the darkness ; O, how still Is the working of his will ! 2 Mighty Spirit, ever nigh ! Work in me as silently ; Veil the day's distracting sights, Show me heaven's eternal lights. 3 Living stars to view be brought In the boundless realms of thought ; High and infinite desires, Flaming like those upper fires ! 4 Holy truth, eternal right, Let them break upon my sight ; Let them shine serene and still, And with light my being fill. 80 !*• M. Anonymous. Sabbatl) SEbenfng. fl^HERE is a time when moments flow JL More happily than all beside ; It is, of all the times below, A Sabbath at the eventide. VESPERS. 53 5j O then the setting sun shines fair, And all below, and all above, The various forms of Nature, wear One universal garb of love. 3 And then the peace that Jesus brought, The life of grace eternal beams, And we, by his example taught, Improve the life his love redeems. 4 Delightful scene ! a world at rest ; A God all love ; no grief, no fear ; A heavenly hope, a peaceful breast, A smile, unsullied by a tear. 81 L- M« COLLTEB. Sbetxmg ^collections. XO TITER fleeting day is gone ; Slow o'er the west the shadows rise ; Swift the soft-stealing hours have flown, And night's dark mantle veils the skies. 2 Another fleeting day is gone Swift from the records of the year ; And still, with each successive sun, Life's fading visions disappear. 3 Another fleeting day is gone ; But soon a fairer day shall rise, A day whose never-setting sun Shall pour its light o'er cloudless skies. t>4 SABBATH WORSHIP. 82 L. M. Breviary. iHornfng an"& Sbcnfnjj. GREAT Framer of the earth and sky, Who dost the light and darkness give, And all the cheerful change supply Of alternating morn and eve ! 2 Awake us from false sleep profound, And through our senses pour thy light ; Be thy blest name the first we sound At early dawn, the last at night. 83 7'a M. Doanb. SOFTLY now the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I will commune with thee. 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Nought escapes, without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away ; Then from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 84 7's M. Bowring, J&omfnjj or IBbnxtna. — £111 from CSotr. ] RATHER ! Thy paternal care Has my guardian been, my guide 1 VESPERS. 55 Every hallowed wish and prayer Has thy hand of love supplied ; Thine is every thought of bliss, Left by hours and days gone by ; Every hope thy offspring is, Beaming from futurity. Every sun of splendid ray ; Every moon that shines serene ; Every morn that welcomes day ; Every evening's twilight scene ; Every hour which wisdom brings ; Every incense at thy shrine ; These — and all life's holiest things, And its fairest — >ail are thine. And for all, my hymns shall rise Daily to thy gracious throne ; Thither let my asking eyes Turn unwearied, righteous One I Through life's strange vicissitude There reposing all my care, Trusting still through ill and good, Fixed and cheered and counselled there. 85 !■• M- Keblb. «0uf&e toiti) us, tor ft is tofcoartrs Hbenmg, attO Qe 23aa? fs far Spent." ' rr^IS gone, that bright and orbed blaze, J- East fading from our wistful gaze ; Yon mantling cloud has hid from sisrht The last faint pulse of quivering light. 56 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 Sun of my soul ! thou Saviour dear, It is not night if thou be near : O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes. 3 Abide with me from morn till eve, For without thee I cannot live ; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without thee I dare not die. 86 L- M. Bo WRING SSbcnftifl 25<5JorsI)fj). HOW shall we praise thee, Lord of light ! How shall we all thy love declare ! The earth is veiled in shades of night, But heaven is open to our prayer, — That heaven so bright with stars and suns — That glorious heaven which has no bound, Where the full tide of being runs, And life and beauty glow around, 2 We would adore thee, God sublime ! Whose power and wisdom, love and grace Are greater than the round of time, And wider than the bounds of space. O how shall thought expression find, All lost in thine immensity ! How shall we seek thee, glorious Mind, Amid thy dread infinity ! 3 But thou art present with us here, As in thy glittering, high domain ; And grateful hearts and humble fear Can never seek thy face in vain. 8' VESPERS. 57 Help us to praise thee, Lord of light ! Help us thy boundless love declare ; And, here within thy courts to-night, Aid us, and hearken to our prayer. 87 P- ^L S. Longfellow. Sutnlate. ^OFT as fades the sunset splendor, And the light of day grows dim, We to thee our praises render ; Sing we thus our vesper hymn : Jubilate ! Amen ! Father, gracious, loving, tender, O, accept the grateful strain. 2 Day by day comes rich in blessing ; Night by night brings holy calm ; Lord, to thee our praise addressing, Bises thus our joyful psalm : Jubilate ! Amen ! But, unworthiness confessing, Into silence fades again. 88 8's & 7's M. S. Longfellow. 1'espers. ~|Vf"OW, on sea and land descending, J- ^ Brings the night its peace profound ; Let our vesper hymn be blending With the holy calm around. Soon as dies the sunset glory, Stars of heaven shine out above, Telling still the ancient story, — Their Creators changeless love. 58 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 Now our wants and burdens leaving To his care, who cares for all, Cease we fearing, cease we grieving ; At his touch our burdens fall. As the darkness deepens o'er us, Lo, eternal stars arise ; Hope and Faith and Love rise glorious, Shining in the spirit's skies. o9 10's M. The Independent. &t tfie Hast THE stream is calmest when it nears the tide, And flowers are sweetest at the eventide, And birds most musical at close of day, And saints divinest when they pass away. 2 Morning is lovely, but a holier charm Lies folded close in Evening's robe of balm ; And weary man must ever love her best, For morning calls to toil, but niiylit to rest. 3 She comes from Heaven, and on her wings doth bear A holy fragrance, like the breath of prayer ; Footsteps of angels follow in her trace, To shut the weary eyes of day in peace. 4 O, when our sun is setting, may we glide Like summer's evening down the golden tide ; And leave behind us, as we pass away, Sweet, starry twilight round our sleeping clay ! VESPERS. 59 90 k. M. Anonymous. Ttfoj: tt Settefirae. AGAIN, as evening's shadow falls, We gather in these hallowed walls, And vesper hymn and vesper prayer Rise mingling on the holy air. May struggling hearts that seek release Here find the rest of God's own peace ; And strengthened here by hymn and prayer, Lay down the burden and the care ! 2 O God, our Light, to thee we bow ! Within all shadows, standest thou : Give deeper calm than night can bring, Give sweeter songs than lips can sing ! Life's tumult we must meet again, We cannot at the shrine remain ; But in the spirit's secret cell, May hymn and prayer forever dwell ! 91 C. M. Anonymous. THOU Lord of life ! whose tender care Hath led us on till now, We, in this quiet hour of prayer, Before thy presence bow. 2 Thou, blessed God ! hast been our Guide, Through life our Guard and Friend ; O, still, on life's uncertain tide Preserve us to the end. 60 SABBATH WORSHIP. 3 To thee our grateful praise we bring For mercies day by day : Lord, teach our hearts thy love to sing, Lord, teach us how to pray ! 92 12's&ll'sM. Heber. Vespers. SEE, daylight is fading, o' er earth and o 'er ocean, The sun has gone down on the far-distant sea ; And now in the hush of the fitful commotion We lift our tired spirits, blest Saviour, to thee. 2 Full oft wast thou found afar on the mountain, As eventide spread her dark wing o 'er the wave : Thou Son of the Highest, and life's endless fountain, Be with us, we pray thee, to bless and to save. 93 10's & 4's. M. Anonymous. Uespers. FATHER Supreme! Thou high and holy One! To thee we bow, Now, when the burden of the day is gone, Devoutly, now. 2 Night spreads her shade upon another day Forever past ; VESPERS. 61 So o'er our faults, thy love, we humbly' pray, A veil may cast. 3 Silence and calm, o'er hearts by earth distrest, Now sweetly steal ; So every fear that struggles in the breast Shall faith conceal. 94 S. M. J. M. Nealb Bbcmnjj. THE day, O Lord, is spent ; Abide with us, and rest ; Our hearts' desires are fully bent On making thee our iniest. 2 We have not reached that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round thee stand, Whose sun can never set. 3 Our sun is sinking now ; Our day is almost o'er : O Sun of Righteousness, do thou Shine on us evermore ! 95 P. M. Longfellow's Vespers Bona nofois 3.3a cent. "EAR us, heavenly Father, hear us ! Give to us thy perfect peace ; Thou whose love unsleeping Watch is ever keeping, Shades of evening gather ; Thou, our heavenly Father, H 62 SABBATH WORSHIP. Holy and merciful, Hear our evening prayer ! 2 When life's glooms o'ertakc us. Thou wilt not forsake us ; When life's shadows darken, Thou our cry wilt hearken ; Holy and merciful ! Thou wilt hear our prayer. Give us thy peace, O Lord ! Keep us in thy perfect peace. G1 96 S's 7's 0. Mrs. P. A. Hanaford. ?Ui>mn for tije labeutRJc. JLORIOUS God, we come to bless thee, While the shades of eve draw near; In this hour serene and holy, Worship thee with godly fear ; And with loving trust we raise To thy throne our song of praise. Life, with all its countless blessings, Death, the way to endless rest, — Both alike awake our praises, Thoughts of either make us blest ; Day and night thy changeless love Leads through each to heaven above. There no shades of night shall gather, Sin and tears shall be no more ; There the glorious Star of evening Gleams along the radiant shore ; And the day that knows no end In thy presence we shall spend. VESPERS. 63 4 Father, to thy throne of glory, Lift we, then, our song of praise; Hopeful, trustful, and rejoicing, Since thou rulest all our days ; And life's last sweet eventide Brings us to our Saviour's side. ()7 I* M- Longfellow's Vespers. Sucfs Crcruor ©ptfme. 0 BLEST Creator of the light ! Who didst the dawn from darkness bring, And in the heaven's glorious height Didst bid the stars together sing ; Who, gently blending eve with morn And morn with eve, didst call them day; Thick flows the flood of darkness down, O, hear us as we come to pray. 2 Keep thou our souls from thought of crime ; Keep them from guilt's remorseful strife ; Not living for the things of time, But living the eternal life. Teach us to knock at heaven's high door ; Teach us the prize of life to win ; Teach us all evil to abhor. And purify ourselves within. 98 "3 & 6a Sacred Songs. Eftetimg Stsjpfratfon. THE mellow eve is gliding Serenely down the west ; So. every care subsiding, My soul would sink to rest, 64 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 The woodland hum is ringing The daylight's gentle close ; May angels round me singing Thus hymn my last repose. 3 The evening star has lighted Her crystal lamp on high ; So when in death benighted May hope illume the sky. 4 In golden splendor dawning, The morrow's light shall break ; Oh ! on the last bright morning May I in glory wake. ii 99 P. M. Montgomery. Vtsptx Sffltsmti. "ARK ! the vesper hymn is stealing O'er the waters soft and clear ; Nearer yet, and nearer pealing, Now it bursts upon the ear ! Jubilate. Amen I Farther now, now farther stealing, Soft it fades upon the ear. Now like moonlight waves retreating To the shore, it dies along ; Now like angry surges meeting, Breathes the mingled tide of song. Jubilate. Amen ! Hush ! again like waves retreating To the shore, it dies along. VESPEE3. 65 100 P- Mi Anonymous. Vespers. FADING, still fading, the last beam is shin- ing Father in heaven ! the day is declining : Safety and innocence flee with the light : Temptation and danger walk forth with the night ; From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield us from danger and keep us from crime ! Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord ! Amen. 2 Father in heaven, O hear when we call, Through Jesus Christ, who is Saviour of all ! Fainting and feeble, we trust in thy might : In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light ! Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns, And wake in thy arms when the morning returns. Father, have mercy, through Jesus Christ our Lord ! Amen. 101 I" M. Lyea Cath, Vespers. THOU true life of all that live ! o TTho dost, unmoved, all motion sway ; "WIio dost the morn and evening erive, And through its changes guide the day ; 66 SABBATH WORSHIP. 2 Thy light upon our evening pour, — - So may our souls no sunset see ; But death to us an open door To an eternal morning be. 102 7's M. Anonymous. THROUGH the changes of the day Kept by thy sustaining power, Offering of thanks we pay, Father, in this evening hour. Praises to thy name belong, Source and Giver of all good ; While we lift our evening song Fill our souls with gratitude ! 2 From the dangers which have frowned, From the snares in secret set, We have, through thy mercy, found Safety and deliverance yet. Spirit, who hast been our Light, And the Guardian of our way, Let thy mercy and thy might Keep us to another day. 203 c* M- Litchfield's Coll. ISbetifnjj SQgmn. OD of the sunlight hours, how sad Would evening shadows be 1 Or night, in deeper shadows clad, If aught were dark to thee ! G' 2 How mournfully that golden gleam Would touch the thoughtful heart, VESPEBS. 67 If, with its soft, retiring beam, We saw thy light depart ! 3 Enough, while these dull heavens may lower, If here thy presence be ; Then midnight shall be morning hour, And darkness light to me. 104 C. M. 6 1. Anonymous. 22berrtnre. 0 SHADOW in a sultry land ! "We gather to thy breast, Whose love, enfolding us like night, Brings quietude and rest ; Glimpse of a fairer life to be, In foretaste here possessed. 2 From all our wanderings we come, From drifting to and fro, From tossing on life's restless deep, Amid its ebb and flow ; The grander sweep of tides serene Our spirits yearn to know. 3 That which the garish day has lost, The twilight vigil brings ; — The breezes from celestial hills, The draughts from deeper springs, The sense of an immortal trust, The touch of angel wings. 68 SABBATH WORSHIP. 105 L. M. W. H. Burleigh. SSbetifnjj JQjmn. OHOLY Father ! 'mid the calm And stillness of this evening hour, We would lift up our solemn psalm, To praise thy goodness and thy power : For over us, and over all, Thy tender mercies still extend, Nor vainly shall thy children call On thee, our Father and our Friend ! 2 Kept by thy goodness through the day, Thanksgiving to thy name we pour ; Night o'er us, with its stars, — we pray Thy love, to guard us evermore ! In grief, console; in gladness, bless; In darkness, guide ; in sickness, cheer ; Till, perfected in righteousness, Before thy throne our souls appear I 106 IJ. M- 6 1. Anonymous. &t Sbenfttfl Suite let tyzve fce Hf^t. AT evening time, let there be light ; Life's little day draws near its close : Around me fall the shades of night, The night of death, the grave's repose ; To crown my joys, to end my woes, At evening time let there be light. 2 At evening time, there shall be light • For God hath spoken, — it must be ; Fear, doubt, and anguish take their flight, VESPERS. 69 His glory now is risen on me ; Mine eyes shall his salvation see ; 'T is evening time — and there is light. 107 L. M. Watts, ISuenfttfl 3%£mn. THUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his power prolongs my days ! And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear : O, may thy presence ne'er depart! And in the morning make me hear Thy love and kindness in my heart. 5 And when the night of death shall come, Still may I trust Almighty Love, — The love which triumphs o'er the tomb, And leads to perfect bliss above. 70 SABBATH WORSHIP. 108 L- M- Harris, jE?i>mn of Nfflfjt. THE stars fire sparks of burning sand ; They fall, with measured sound sublime, From the great hour-glass in God's hand, And mete the flying years of time. 2 We watch them from our earthly ball ; We hear then- faint, mysterious hymn ; From east to west we see them fall Beyond the blue horizon's rim. 3 O burning hour-glass of the skies ! O sparks from glory's central sun ! Our spirits, while ye fall, arise, In Love's eternal path to run. 4 From God ye roll in measured flight ; Your glory fails beneath his feet. To God we tend, from light to light, And all who love in him shall meet. 109 s- M. Ano^i-moos. THE day is past and gone ; The evening shades appear ; O, may we all remember well, The night of death draws near I 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest ; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possessed. VESPERS. 71 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears ; May angels guard us, while we sleep, Till morning light appears ! JJQ L. M. Breviary. THROUGHOUT the hours of darkness dim, Still let us watch and raise the hymn ; And in deep midnight's awful calm, Pour forth the soul in deepest psalm. 2 Amid the silence, else so drear, Think the Almighty leans to hear ; Well pleased to list at such a time, The wakeful heart in praise sublime. 3 Still watch and pray and raise the hymn, Throughout the hours of darkness dim ! God will not spurn the humblest guest, But give us of his holy rest. 7s M. Missionary Mag. LORD of glory ! King of power ! In this lone and silent hour, While the shades of darkness rise And the eve is on the skies, By thy blessing, as the dews, Which yon shaded skies diffuse, Bid our feverish passions cease ; Calm us with thy promised peace. 72 SABBATH WORSHIP, 2 Wheresoe'er the brow of pain Seeks oblivion's balm in vain, Or the form of watchful grief Knows not of the night's relief, There thy pity, softening pour, There the spirit's calm restore ; Till each tongue, from murmuring fret, Wakes the hymn of praise to thee. G \\2 P. M. Hebbb. 25bcnfng Stspfratfoti. OD, that madest earth and heaven, Darkness and light, — Who the day for toil hast given, For rest the night, — May thine angel guards defend us, Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, Holy dreams and hopes attend us, This livelong night. JJ3 7's M. Anna L. Waring. 35bcnfn3 Sonjj. LOKD ! a happy child of thine. Patient through the love of thee, In the light, the life divine, Lives and walks at liberty. 2 Leaning on thy tender care, Thou hast led my soul aright ; Fervent was my morning prayer, Joyful is my song to-night. VESPERS. 73 3 O my Father, Guardian true ! All my life is thine to keep ; At thy feet my work I do, In thine arms I fall asleep. 1 J4i -k* ^- Edmbston. QWEET is the light of Sabbath eve, ^ And soft the sunbeams lin^erintr there ; For these blest hours, the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 2 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love — And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees the smiling heavens above. 3 Nor will our days of toil be long, Our pilgrimage will soon be trod : And we shall join the ceaseless song, — The endless Sabbath of our God. J J5 ^'s M- 6 *• Lyra Apostolica. Vespers. OW the stars are lit in heaven ; We must light our lamps on earth ; Every star a signal given From the God of our new birth : Every lamp an answer faint, Like the prayer of mortal saint. 2 Mark the hour and turn this way, Sons of Israel, far and near ! N' 74 SABBATH WOKSIIIP. Wearied with the world's dim day, Turn to Him whose eyes are here, Open, watching day and night, Beaming purest, holiest light. 3 There is One will bless your toil, — He who comes in heaven's attire, Morn by morn, with holy oil ; Eve by eve, with holy fire ! Pray ! your prayer will be allowed, Mingling with his incense cloud. S \\Q G's & 7's M. F. T. PAI.GRA7E ?9eabenla? <£uf&ance. TAR. of morn and even, Sun of heaven's heaven, Saviour high and dear, Toward us turn thine ear ; Through whate'er may come, Thou canst lead us home. Saviour pure and holy, Lover of the lowly, Sign us with thy sign, Take our hands in thine, Take our hands and come, Lead thy children home ! Star of morn and even, Shine on us from heaven, From thy glory-throne Hear, O hear thine own ! Lord and Saviour, come, Lead us to our home ! VESPERS. 75 H7 8's & 7'sM. Gregory Nazianzen. ^tment ^pn. C1HRIST, my Lord, I come to bless thee, ) Xow, when day is veiled in night ; Thou who knowest no be^inninsr, Light of the Eternal Light ! 2 Thou enlightenest man's high reason, Far above the creatures dumb, That, light in thy light beholding, Wholly light he may become. 3 In the night, our wearied nature Rests from all its toil and tears ; To the works, Lord, that thou lovest, Thou wilt call when day appears. lg L. It aIaetineau. « 33e stfll antt fcnoto tjat S am Gfotr." HE who himself and God would know, Into the silence let him go, And, lifting off pall after pall, Reach to the inmost depth of all. 2 Let him look forth into the night ; What solemn depths, what silent might ! Those ancient stars, how calm they roll, He but an atom 'mid the whole ! 3 How small, in that uplifted hour, Temptation's lure and passion's power ! How weak the foe that made him fall ! How strong the soul to conquer all ! flllf. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. U9 L. M. Bowrino. ©foil's sustaining presence. FATHER and friend, thy light, thy love Beaming through all thy works we see ; Thy glory gilds the heavens above, And all the earth is full of thee. 2 Thy voice we hear, thy presence feel, Whilst thou, too pure for mortal sight, Involved in clouds, invisible, Keenest the Lord of life and light. 3 We know not in what hallowed part Of the wide heavens thy throne may be ; But this we know, — that where thou art, Strength, wisdom, goodness, dwell with thee, 4 Thy children shall not faint nor fear, Sustained by this delightful thought, — Since thou, their God, art everywhere, They cannot be where thou art not. HIS PERFECTIONS AXD ATTRIBUTES. 77 120 L. It W. Eat. ISerfcctfon of (Goo\ THOU art, Almighty Lord of all, Frorn everlasting still the same ; Before thee dazzling seraphs fall, And veil their faces in a flame, To see such bright perfections glow, — Such floods of glory from thee flow. 2 The sun himself is but a gleam, A transient meteor, from thy throne ; And every frail and fickle beam, That ever in creation shone, Is nothing, Lord, compared to thee In thy own vast immensity. 3 But though thy brightness may create All worship from the hosts above, "What most thy name must elevate Is, that thou art a God of love ; And mercy is the central sun Of all thy glories joined in one. 121 10's M. Derzhavin. " (Dm GSott antt JFatf&cr of all." OTHOU Eternal One ! whose presence bright All space doth occupy, all motion guide, Unchanged through time's all-devastating flight, Thou only God ! there is no God beside. 2 Being above all beings, Mighty One, "Whom none can comprehend and none explore, 78 GOD. Who fill'st existence with thyself alone, Being whom we call God, and know no more f 3 Thy laws the unmeasured universe surround, Upheld by thee, by thee inspired with breath ; Thou the beginning with the end hast bound, And beautifully mingled life with death. 4 Father ! the effluence of thy light divine, Pervading worlds, hath reached my bosom too ; Yes ; in my spirit doth thy Spirit shine, As shines the sunbeam in a drop of dew. 5 O thought ineffable ! O vision blest I Though poor be our conceptions all, of thee, Yet shall thy shadowed image fill our breast, And waft its homage to the Deity. \22 7's M* w- Gaskell- €>mmscfence of (KoTr. IGHTY God ! the first, the last ! What are ages in thy sight But as yesterday when past, M1 Or a watch within the night ? is" 2 All that being ever knew, Down, far down, ere time had birth: Stands as clear within thy view, As the present things of earth. 3 All that being e 'er shall know On, still on, through farthest years J All eternity can show Bright before thee now appears. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 7S 4 In thine all embracing sight Every change its purpose meets* Every cloud floats into light, Every woe its glory greets. 5 Whatsoe'er our lot may be, Calmly in this thought we '11 rest5 Could we see as thou dost see, We should choose it as the best. 123 L. M. <£oTj EncomptdjcnsfMe. Ki GREAT God ! in vain man's narrow vievi Attempts to look thy nature through . Our laboring powers with reverence own Thy glories never can be known. 2 Not the high seraph's mighty thought, Who countless years his God has sought, Such wondrous height or depth can find, Or fully trace thy boundless mind. 3 And yet thy kindness deigns to show Enough for Kiortal minds to know ; While wisdom, goodness, power divine, Through all thy works and conduct shine. 4 O, may our souls with rapture trace Thy works of nature and of grace ; Explore thy sacred truth, and still Press on to know and do thy will. 80 GOD. 124 **• ^ Emily Bronte. (£o"& ©mntpresent. OGOD, within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity ! Life — that in me has rest, As I — undying life — have power in thee ! 2 With all-embracing love Thy spirit animates eternal years, Pervades and broods above, Changes, sustains, dissolves, creates, and rears. 3 Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in thee. 4 There is no room for Death, Nor atom that his might could render void ; Thou — thou art being and breath, And what thou art may never be destroyed. 125 L. M. Watts. CUoTTs Constant ©are. Y God ! how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil, like early dew. M 2 Thou spread 'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 61 Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 J yield my powers to thy command ; To thee I consecrate my days ; Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. 126 c- M- Drennar 2Tf)e EtiiJteeilfng <&ot». THE heaven of heavens cannot contain The universal Lord : Yet he in humble hearts will deign To dwell, and be adored. 2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice Of fervent praise and prayer, Or on the earth, or in the skies, The God of heaven is there. 3 His presence is diffused abroad, Through realms, through worlds unknown : o 7 o Who seek the mercies of our God Are ever near his throne. 127 k* M. Anonymous, ♦« En tofjosc JEtuntJ are all tlj» Wa^n." GOD of my life, whose gracious power Through varied deaths my soul hath led, Or turned aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head ! 82 GOD. 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, Thy ruling providence I see : Assist me still my course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, O, whither should I fly, But to my loving Father's breast ; Secure within thine arms to lie, And safe beneath thy wings to rest ! 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, But thou, O God ! my wisdom art ; I ever into ruin run, But thou art greater than my heart. 128 L- M. Walker's Coll «< (Sfo"Dt toft!) tof)om is no IXarfableixcss." LL-PQWERFUL, self-existing God, Who all creation dost sustain ! Thou wastj and art, and art to come, And everlasting is thy reign ! AJ 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, Each glorious attribute divine, Through ages infinite, shall still With undiminished lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being ! Source of good ! Immutable thou dost remain ! Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Earth may, with all her powers, dissolve, If such the great Creator's will ; IKS PERFECTIONS AXD ATTRIBUTES. 83 But thou forever art the same, — I AM, is thy memorial still. 129 8, 7, & 4's M. Kelly 17 VERY human tic may perish ; -J Friend to friend unfaithful prove , Mothers cease their own to cherish ; Heaven and earth at last remove ; But no changes Can avert the Father's love. 2 In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright ; But can never cease to love thee ; Thou art precious in his sight : God is with thee, — God, thine everlasting light. 130 L- M* Doddridge. JFaftf) fn m EnbfsiMe &o*. ALMIGHTY and immortal King, Thy peerless splendors none can bear ; But darkness veils seraphic eyes, When God with all his glory 's there. 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom, The great Invisible can see, And with its tremblings mingle joy, In fixed regards, great God, to thee. 3 This one petition would it urge, — To bear thee ever in its sight ; 84 GOD. In life, in death, in worlds unknown, Its only portion and delight. J31 H. M. Watts. STTje Ufbfne #Kafest». THE Lord Jehovah reigns ; His throne is built on high ; The garments he assumes Are light and majesty : Plis glories shine With beams so bright, No mortal eye Can bear the siirht. o 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe • His truth and justice stand To guard his holy law ; And where his love Eesolves to bless, His truth confirms And seals the grace. 3 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend ? And will he write his name " My Father and my Friend"? I love his name, I love his word : Join, all my powers, And praise the Lord ! HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 8 132 I* M. AX0NYM0IT8. 33robf&ence #*£sterfous. THY ways, O Lord, with wise design, Are framed upon thy throne above, And every dark or bending line Meets in the centre of thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, Poor mortals thine arrangements view, Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 They neither know nor trace the way ; But, trusting to thy piercing eye, None of their feet to ruin stray, Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 4 My favored soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at thy throne ; Too weak thy secrets to discern, I'll trust thee for my guide alone. 133 S. P. M. Watts. Ctje iHafestg of Gotr. THE Lord Jehovah reigns ; And royal state maintains, Hjs head with awful glories crowned, Arrayed in robes of light, Begirt with sovereign might, And rays of majesty around. 86 GOD. 2 Upheld by thy commands, The world securely stands, And skies and stars obey thy word ; Thy throne was fixed on high, Ere stars adorned the sky ; Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 Thy promises are true ; Thy grace is ever new ; There fixed, thy church shall ne'er remove Thy saints, with holy fear, Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. J 34 ^ ^* Sternhold. JHafesti) of (Gott. THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally he rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad. 3 He sat serene upon the floods Their fury to restrain, And he, as sovereign Lord and King, For evermore shall reign. niS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 87 |35 L. M. CONDER, Cfjc 3Loxti Is Unnj, THE Lord is King ! lift up thy voice, O earth and all ye heavens rejoice ! From world to world the joy shall ring ; The Lord Omnipotent is King. 2 The Lord is King ! O child of dust, The Judge of all the earth is just : Holy and true are all Iris ways ; Let every creature speak Iris praise. 3 Come, make your wants, your burdens known; The contrite soul he '11 ne'er disown ; And angel bands are waiting there, His messages of love to bear. ■3 - 4 O, when his wisdom can mistake, His might decay, his love forsake ; Then may his children cease to sing The Lord Omnipotent is King. 13(3 CM. Whittier. jFaftt) fix CSoti's ffitoofctiess. THE wrong that pains my soul below I dare not throne above ; I know not of His hate, — I know His goodness and his love. 2 I dimly guess from blessings known Of greater out of sight, And, with the chastened Psalmist, own His judgments, too, are right. 88 GOD. 3 No offering of my own I have, Nor works my faith to prove ; I can but give the gifts he gave, And plead his love for love. 4 O brothers ! if my faith is vain, If hopes like these betray, Pray for me that my feet may gain The sure and safer way. 5 And thou, O Lord ! by whom are seen Thy creatures as they be, Forgive me if too close I lean My human heart on thee ! 137 7'sM. CSotr our 3LIU. LORD, it is not life to live, If thy presence thou deny ; Lord, if thou thy presence give, 'T is no longer death to die. 2 Source and giver of repose, Singly from thy smile it flows ; Peace and happiness arc thine ; Mine they are, if thou art mine. Tor LADY. 138 n's M- CKoti our SfjepijcrD anti ©fuartrfan. Byrom. r|^IIE Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian JL and Guide ; Whatever we want he will kindly provide : HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 89 His care and protection his flock will surround ; To them will his mercies forever abound. 2 The Lord is our Shepherd; what, then, shall we fear? Shall dangers affrighten us while he is near ? O, no : when he calls us we '11 walk through the vale, The shadow of death, but our hearts shall not fail. 8 Afraid, of ourselves, to pursue the dark way, Thy rod and thy staff be our comfort and stay ; "We know by thy guidance, when once it is past, To life and to glory it brings us at last. 4 The Lord is become our salvation and song, His blessings have followed us all our life long ; His name will we praise, while he lends to us breath, Be joyful through life, and resigned in our death, 139 L. M. 6 1. Addison. CKoti our SJjcjftertt. THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant, 90 GOD. To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads , "Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 8 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still. Thy friendly staff shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though, in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, — The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. J40 G M. Fabeb. 0dtnotoU'"&flHicut of 23fbnxc Sobc. ii OW dread are thine eternal years, O everlasting Lord ! By prostrate spirits day and night Incessantly adored ! 2 Yet I may love thee too, O Lord I Almighty as thou art, For thou hast stooped to ask of me The love of my poor heart. 3 No earthly father loves like thee, No mother half so mild HIS fEEFECTlOXS AND ATTRIBUTES 91 Bears and forbears, as thou hast done With me, thy sinful child. 4 Only to sit and think of God — O what a joy it is ! To think the thought, to breathe the name. Earth has no higher bliss ! 14]_ S. M. Mrs. Steels £foti our jFatf^r. Y Father ! cheering name ! O, may I call thee mine: Give me the humble hope to claim A portion so divine. M' 2 "Whate'cr thy will denies, I calmly would resign ; For thou art just, and good, and wise O, bend my will to thine ! 3 Whate'er thy will ordains, 0 give me strength to bear ; Still let me know a father reigns, And trust a father's care. 4 Thy ways are little known To my weak, erring sight ; Yet shall my soul, believing, own That all thy ways are right. 5 My Father ! blissful name ! Above expression dear ! If thou accept my humble claim, 1 bid adieu to fear. 92 GOD. 142 G- M- Anonymous. <&otf our tfat&er. EVEN he who lit the stars of old, And filled the ocean broad, Whose works and ways are manifold, — Our Father is our God. 2 There comes no change upon his years, No failure to his hand ; His love will lighten all our cares, His law our steps command. 3 Then as his children we may come, For he hath called us near, And bade our souls take courage from The love that casts out fear. 4 Lord, while on earth we work and pray For good withheld or given : Help us in faith and love to say, Father, who art in heaven ! 143 C. M. Watts. <&o0 tf)e Creator. ETERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise ; Thee all thy creatures sing : While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace, ring. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And decked with sparkling gold. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. V3 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, "With terror and delight. 4 Almighty power, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, God. J44 8 & 7's M. Botvring. (Sotr is 2Lobe. GOD is love ; his mercy brightens All the path in which we rove ; Bliss he wakes, and woe he lightens ; God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy ever ; Man decays, and ages move; But his mercy waneth never ; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth Will his changeless goodness prove, From the gloom his brightness streameth ; God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above : Everywhere his glory shineth ; God is wisdom, God is love. 94 GOD. ■ 145 P. M. Anonymous. CSotr is 3Lobe. I CANNOT always trace the way Where thou, Almighty One, dost move, But I can always, always say That God is love. 2 When Fear her chilling mantle flings, O'er earth, my soul to heaven above, As to her native home, upsprings, For God is love. 3 When mystery clouds my darkened path, I '11 check my dread, my doubts reprove , In this my soul sweet comfort hath, That God is love. J4g L. M. Harris. CKo"D fs 2Lobe. FKOM all who dwell in heaven above We hear the anthem, " God is Love ! " While, through the souls of all below, His tender mercies ever flow. 2 O, while this glorious faith we own Be love in all our acts made known ; Then blinded eyes shall ope to see God is not wrath, but charity, 3 He sows the suns, like golden grain, On the blue ether's boundless plain, Yet in the soul his mercies are More vast, more bright than every star. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 95 4 Teach us, 0 Lord ! like thee, to give To all that love wherein we live ; Till earth below, to heaven above, Repeats the anthem, " God is Love." 147 7's M. Ahohymous. ©oft is 2.obe. EARTH with her ten thousand flowers, Air, with all its beams and showers, Ocean's infinite expanse, Heaven's resplendent countenance ; All around, and all above, Hath tins record, — Grod is love. 2 Sounds among the vales and hills, In the woods and by the rills, Of the breeze and of the bird, By the gentle murmur stirred ; All these songs, beneath, above, Have one burden, — God is love. 3 All the hopes and fears that start From the fountain of the heart ; All the quiet bliss that lies In our human sympathies ; These are voices from above, Sweetly whispering, — God is love. 148 C- ^' Ancient Cath. Hymn. (Soli's alUembracfna 2Lobe. THOU Grace divine, encircling all I A soundless, shoreless sea ; 96 GOD. Wherein at last our souls shall fall ; O Love of God, most free. 2 When over dizzy steeps we go, One soft hand blinds our eyes ; The other leads us safe and slow, O Love of God most wise ! 3 And though we turn as from thy face, And wander wide and long, Thou hold'st us still in thine embrace, O Love of God most strong ! 4 The saddened heart, the restless soul, The toil-worn frame and mind, Alike confess thy sweet control, O Love of God most kind ! 5 But not alone thy care we claim, Oar wayward steps to win ; We know thee by a dearer name, O Love of God within ! 6 And filled and quickened by thy breath. Our souls are strong and free ; To rise o'er sin, and fear, and death, O Love of God, to thee ! 149 C. M. Brown. Slixtbcrsal (Koo*0ncss of (Sob. OKD, thou art 'good ! all nature shows Its mighty Author kind : Thy bounty through creation flows, Full, free, and unconfmed. L HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 97 2 It fills the wide extended main, And heavens which spread more wide : It drops in gentle showers of rain. And rolls in every tide. 3 Through the whole earth it pours supplies, Spreads joy through every part : O may such love attract my eyes, And captivate my heart ! 4 My highest admiration raise, My best affections move ; Employ my tongue in songs of praise, And fill my heart with love. 150 ^'s M. Doddkidge. (SoO's (Suarftiait <£are. HEAVENLY Father, gracious name ! ' Xight and day his love the same ! Far be each suspicious thought, Every anxious care forgot ! 2 What if death my sleep invade ? Should I be of death afraid ? While encircled by thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. 3 With thy heavenly presence blest, Death is life, and labor rest. Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, — for still with thee. 98 GOD. J51 10's M- DR- Johnson. CKotr nrCQ |Han. OTHOU, wliose power o'er moving worlds presides, Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides, On hopeful man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer his waiting mind with light divine. 2 'Tis thine alone to calm the troubled breast With silent confidence and holy rest ; From thee, great God ! we spring; to thee we tend, Path, Motive, Guide, Original, and End. 152 8 & 7's M- Anonymous. <&tfi of Saltation. HAIL, the God of our salvation, Triumph in redeeming love ! • Let us all, with exultation, Imitate the blest above. 2 Light of those whose dreary dwelling Bordered on the shades of death, He hath, by his grace revealing, Scattered all the clouds beneath. 3 Father, Source of all compassion, Pure, unbounded Love thou art ; Hail, the God of our salvation, Praise him, every thankful heart ! 4 Joyfully on earth adore him, Till in heaven we take our place ; HIS TEHFECTIOXS AXD ATTRIBUTES. D9 There, enraptured, fall before him, Lost in wonder, love and praise. 153 8s. M. Hogg. €?oft of SLffe. BLESSED be thy name forever, Thou of life the Guard and Giver ! Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping, Heal the heart long broke with weeping : God of stillness and of motion, Of the desert and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock and river, Blessed be thy name forever ! 2 Thou who slumberest not nor sleepest, Blest are they thou kindly keepest. God of evening's parting ray Of midnight gloom and dawning day, That rises from the azure sea Like breathings of eternity ; God of life ! that fade shall never, Blessed be thy name forever ! 154 C. M. 6 1. Conder. (Soft's presence. 'EYOXD, beyond the boundless sea, Above that dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can ilee, Thv dwelling is on hi^h ; Yet dear the awful thought to me, That thou, my God, art nigh. B 100 GOD. 2 We hear thy voice, when thunders roll Through the wide fields of air ; The waves obey thy dread control ; Yet still thou art not there. Where shall I find him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere ? 3 O, not in circling depth or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There does his Spirit rest. O, come, thou Presence Infinite, And make thy creature blest. {55 L. M. 6 1. Montgomery. @f M. Spirit of tue Fsalms. SStertiftg of 6fotf. ERE mountains reared their forms sublime Or heaven and earth in order stood, Before the birth of ancient time, From everlasting thou art God. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 103 2 A thousand ages, in their flight, With thee are as a fleeting day ; Past, present, future, to thy sight At once their various scenes display. 3 But our brief life 's a shadowy dream, A passing thought, that soon is o'er, That fades with morning's earliest beam, And fills the musing mind no more. 4 To us, O Lord, the wisdom give, Each passing moment so to spend, That we at length with thee may live Where life and bliss shall never end. JgQ C. M. Whittiee. ©fotr is (SqqQ. I SEE the wrong that round me lies, I feel the guilt within ; I hear, with groans and travail-cries, The world confess its sin ! 2 Yet in the maddening maze of things, And tossed by storm and flood, To one fixed star my spirit clings : I know that God is good ! Not mine to look where cherubim And seraphs may not see, But nothing can be good in Him Which evil is in me. 104 god. \Q\ Ij. M. Whittiek. STfje . 4 There 's not a plant or flower below ? But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise and tempests blow By order from thy throne, 2g5 C. M. Whittieb, ©fbme €JooTmess. WHO fathoms the Eternal Thought? Who talks of scheme and plan? The Lord is God ! he needeth not The poor device of man. 2 I walk with bare, hushed feet the ground Men tread with boldness shod ; I dare not fix with mete and bound The love and power of God. 3 They praise his justice ; even such His pitying love I deem ; They seek a king ; I fain would touch The robe that hath no seam. 4 They see the curse which overbroods A world of pain and loss ; I hear our Lord's beatitudes And prayer upon the cross. |gg L. M. Watts. $uI)Uc Sftoratfon. $s. £♦ BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy I Know that the Lord is God alone : He can create, and he destroy. HIS PERFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 107 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, — Our souls and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name? 4 We '11 crowd thy gates : with thankful songs High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand When rolling years shall cease to move, lg7 C. M. Tate & Brait*. (Soft's ©otrtrescensfoti. OTHOU, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou ! How glorious is thy name ! 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high, Employs my wondering sight, — The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light, — 3 Lord, what is man, that he is blessed With thy peculiar care ! 108 GOD. Why on his offspring is conferred Of love so large a share ? 4 O Thou, to whom all creatures bow Within this earthly frame, Through all the world how great art thou How glorious is thy name ! 168 s- M- Watts. IGH as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread. H to So far the riches of His grace Our highest thoughts exceed. o ~to' 2 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our miilt remove. a * 3 The pity of the Lord, To those who fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel : He knows our feeble frame. 4 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower : If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 5 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find, Thy words of promise sure. HIS PEEFECTIONS AND ATTRIBUTES. 109 }g9 L. M. Bryant. Sberj ©footr GKfft from tfje jFatfjer. FATHER, to thy kind love we owe All that is fair and good below ; Bestower of the health that lies On tearless cheeks and cheerful eyes ! 2 Giver of sunshine and of rain ! Ripener of fruits on hill and plain ! Fountain of light, that, rayed afar, Fills the vast urns of sun and star ! 3 Who send 'st thy storms and frosts to bind The plagues that rise to waste mankind ; Then breathest, o'er the naked scene, Spring gales, and life, and tender green. 4 Yet deem we not that thus alone, Thy mercy and thy love are shown ; For we have learned, with higher praise, And holier names, to speak thy ways. 5 In woe's dark hour, our kindest stay ! Sole trust when life shall pass away ! Teacher of hopes that light the gloom Of death, and consecrate the tomb ! 170 c- M- Witts. GfoTr out ?£elj). $*. j:c. OUR God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come I Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 110 GOD. 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 A thousand ages in thy sight Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night, Before the rising sun. 4 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; Then fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the opening day. 5 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home ! Y/f\ I* M. 6 1. Montgomery's Coll. ©nmfpreseiice of <&ot». A BO YE, below, where'er I gaze, - Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view, Traced in the midnight planet's blaze, Or glist'ning in the morning dew : Whate'er is beautiful or fair Is but thine own reflection there. 2 And when the radiant orb of light Hath tipped the mountain tops with gold, Smote with the blaze, my weary sight Shrinks from the wonders I behold ; HIS PERFECTIONS AXD ATTRIBUTES. .111 That ray of glory, bright and fair, Is but thy living shadow there. 3 Thine is the silent noon of night, The twilight eve, the dewy morn; Whate'er is beautiful and bright, Thy hands have fashioned to adorn. Thy glory walks in every sphere, And all things whisper, " God is here." 172 8 & 7's M. H. Bona*. Sije ^eabenli? jFatfjer. 7TES, for me, for me he careth, With a Father's tender care ; Yes, with me, with me he beareth Every burden, every fear. Y 2 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth Joys unearthly, love and light ; And, to cover me, he spreadeth His love-brooding wins: of might. 3 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth, I in him, and he in me ; And my longing soul he filleth, Here and through eternity. 1*73 c- ^- Montgomery. (SoTTs jFaftfrfulness. I^AITHFUL, O Lord, thy mercies are, A rock that cannot move ; A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 112 GOD. 2 Who trusted in thy word of old Were never put to shame ; And as thy purposes unfold, Thy truth is still the same. 3 Thou waitest to be gracious still ; Thou dost with sinners bear, That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, And all thy grace declare. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store ; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. 2*74 -k* ^* Doddridge. 3|3rafse for ©fbute CKooTmcss. GOD of my life, through all its days My grateful powers shall sound thy praise, The song shall wake with opening light, And warble to the silent ni^ht. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, Thy tuneful praises, raised on high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all its powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But oh ! when that last conflict 's o'er, And I am chained to flesh uo more, HIS PROVIDENCE. 113 - With what glad accents shall I rise, To join the music of the skies ! HIS PROVIDENCE. 1*75 C. M. Thompson. gUUzmbvuciriQ SProbfOcnce of <£oo\ JEHOVAH God ! thy gracious power On every hand we see ; O may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee. 2 If, on the wings of morn, we -peed To earth's remotest bound, Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, Thy love our path surround. 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies ; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. 4 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend ; Through every age, in every clime, Our Father and our Friend ! UQ L. M. W. Taylor. SFJje 33eneffcettce of (Gcrtr, GOD of the universe, whose hand Hath sown with suns the fields of space, Round which, obeying thy command, Unnumbered worlds fulfil their race ; 114 GOI>. 2 How vast the region where thy will Existence, form, and order gives, Pleased the wide cup with joy to fill, For all that grows, and feels, and lives* 3 Lord ! while we thank thee, let us learn Beneficence to all below : They praise thee best whose bosoms burn Thy gifts on others to bestow . 177 L. M. Dyer. €Ws <£are obex all. GREATEST of Beings ! Source of life ! Sovereign of air, of earth, and sea I All nature feels thy power, — but man A grateful tribute pays to thee. 2 All, great Creator ! all are thine ; All feel thy providential care ; And, through each varying scene of life, Alike thy constant pity share. 3 And whether grief oppress the heart. Or whether joy elate the breast, Or life still keep its little course, Or death invite the heart to rest ; 4 All are thy messengers, and all Thy sacred pleasure, Lord, obey ; And all are training man to dwell Nearer to bliss, and nearer thee. HIS PROVIDENCE. 115 Y7Q L- M. COLLETT. $robf&nue Sfutt au& Sure. THROUGH all the various passing scene Of life's mistaken ill or good, Thy hand, O God ! conducts unseen The beautiful vicissitude. 2 Thou givest, with paternal care, Howe'er unjustly we complain, To each their necessary share Of joy and sorrow, health and pain, 3 All things on earth, and all in heaven, On thy eternal will depend ; And all for greater good were given, And all shall in thy glory end. 4 Be this my care ! — to all beside Indifferent let my wishes be ; Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, And fixed my soul, great God, on thee. 179 C. M. Scott (GoVs Super mtctxtretrcj. OD reigns ; events in order flow, Man's industry to guide ; But in a different channel go, To humble human pride. G' 2 TTeak mortals do themselves beguile, TThen on themselves they rest ; Blind is their wisdom, vain their toil, By thee, O Lord, unblest. 116 GOD. 8 T is ours the furrows to prepare, And sow the precious grain ; 'T is thine to give the sun and air, And send the genial rain. 4 Evil and good before thee stand, Their mission to perform ; The sun shines bright at thy command ; Thy hand directs the storm. 5 In all our ways, we humbly own Thy providential power ; Entrusting to thy care, alone, The lot of every hour. [80 °- M- Eng- Bap- SProbr&ence 2£fntr antr Bountiful. THY kingdom, Lord, forever stands, While earthly thrones decay ; And time submits to thy commands, While ages roll away. 2 Thy sovereign bounty freely gives Its unexhausted store ; And universal nature lives On thy sustaining power. 3 Holy and just in all its ways Is Providence divine ; In all its works, immortal rays Of power and mercy shine. HIS PROVIDENCE. 117 4 The praise of God — delightful theme ! Shall fill my heart and tongue ; Let all creation bless his name, In one eternal song. \Q\ 8's & -i's U. Sabbath Hymn Book. rpHROUGH the love of God our Saviour, X All will be well ; Free and changeless is Ms favor : All, all is well. Precious is the blood that healed us ; Perfect is the grace that sealed us ; Strong, the hand stretched out to shield us ; All must be well. 2 Though we pass through tribulation, All will be well ; Ours is such a full salvation ; All, all is well: Happy, still in God confiding, Fruitful, if in Christ abiding, Holy, through the Spirit's guiding All must be well. 3 TTe expect a bright to-morrow ; All will be well ; Faith can sing through days of sorrow, All, all is well; On our Father's love relying, Jesus every need supplying, Or in living, or in dying, All must be well. 118 GOD. HIS WORKS. 182 C* M- Keblb. 2TJ)e 3Sooft of Nature, riTHERE is a book, who runs may read, J- Which heavenly truth imparts ; And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and willing hearts. 2 The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages hi that book to show How God himself is found. 3 The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Father's love ; Wherewith encompassed, great and small, In peace and order move. 4 Thou who hast given us eyes to see And love this sight so fair, Give to us hearts to find out thee, And read thee everywhere. Jg3 C. M. Wallace, CKotr seen fn %}is ©JJForfes. THERE'S not a star whose twinkling light Illumes the distant earth, And cheers the solemn gloom of night, But Goodness gave it birth. 2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil Upon the parching clod, HIS WORKS. 110 And clothe with verdure vale and hill, That is not sent by God. 3 There 's not a place in earth's vast round, In ocean deep, or air, Where skill and wisdom are not found ; For God is everywhere. 4 Around, within, below, above, AYherever space extends, There heaven displays its boundless love, And power with goodness blends. X84 C. M. H. K. White. (Srott