3 The God of heaven is our Any duty give me pain, Our Father and our love; If I knew a Saviour's love? His care shall guard life’s fleeting hours, 3 When I turn mine eyes within Then waft our souls above. O how dark, and vain, and wild! 4 There shall we see his face, Prone to unbelief and sin, And never, never sin Can I deem myself thy child ? There, from the rivers of his grace, 4 Yet I mourn my stubbom will, Drink endless pleasures in, Find my sin a grief and thrall: 5 Yes, and before we rise Should I grieve for what I feel, To that immortal state, If I did not love at all? The thoughts of such amazing bliss 5 Could I love thy saints to meet, Should constant joys create. Choose the ways I once abhorr'd 6 Children of grace have found Find at times the promise sweet, Glory begun below : If I did not love thee, Lord ? Celestial fruits on earthly ground, 6 Saviour ! let me love thee more, From faith and hope may grow. If I love at all, I pray: 7 The hill of Sion yields If I have not lov'd before, Fielp me to begin to-day PRAISE. 8 Then let our songs abound, HYMN 152. And ev'ry tear be dry ; TI MWE God of Abraham praise, We're trav’lling through Immanuel's Who reigns enthron'd above. To fairer world's on high. [ground, Ancient of everlasting days, And Cod of love ; Jehovah, Great I AM, ve HYMN 150. (III. 3.) By earth and heaven confess’d; LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise I bow, and bless the sacred name ever For the bliss thy love bestows; (thee For the pard’ning grace that saves me, 2 The God of Abraham praise, And the peace that from it flows: At whose supreme command Help, O God, my weak endeavour; From earth I rise, and seek the joys This dull soul to rapture raise : At his right hand : I all on earth forsake, My shield and tow'r. I on his nath depend, To heaven ascend: I shall behold his face, Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. I shall his power adore, 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling And sing the wonders of his grace Vainly would my lips express : For evermore. Low before thy footstool kneeling, 4 There dwells the Lord, our King, Deign thy suppliant's prayer to hless : The Lord, our righteousness, Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Triumphant o'er the world and sin, Love's pure flame within me raise ; Tne Prince of peace ; On Zion's sacred height And, glorious, with his saints in lighila For ever reigns. 15 The God who reigns on high Do I love tliee, Lord, or no? The great archangels sing; Am I thine, or am I not? And," Holy, Iloly, Holy," “ Almighty King, 2 Could my heart so bard remain, Who was, and is the same, Prayer a task and burden prove, “And everinore shall be, (IIS. 1.) cry, "Jehovah, Father, Great I AM! 6 The whole triumphant host Hail Abraham's God and mine, I join the heavenly lays; HYMN 153. Psalm c. [HYMN 155. (IV.3.) BE HYMN 154. (L. M.) Songs of Praise. (III. 1.) SONGS of praise the angels sang, 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn 3 Heaven and earth must pass away; God will make new heavens and earth: Songs of praise shall hail their birth. F CONTENTMENT. HYMN 156. (C. M.) 2 Give me a calm and thankful heart, 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wand'ring sheep we And make me live to thee: 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine Thy presence through my journey shine, HYMN 157. (L. M.) He brought us to his fold again. [stray'd, BE still, my heart! these anxious cares 3 We are his people, we his care, songs, High as the heaven our voices raise; Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. To thee are burdens, thorns, and They cast dishonour on thy Lord, And has he not his promise past, On him I lean, who, not in vain, And counts and treasures up my tears. Then count thy present trials small, 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray For heaven will make amends for all. From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, IN AFFLICTION. Or do the ill I would not do ; HYMN 158. (C. M.) Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r, Shall guard me in that dang’rous hour HEAR, gracious God! my huinble To thee I breathe my sighs; [moan, 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, When will the mournful night be gone? And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies; When shall my joys arise ? Then he, who nce vouchsaf'd to bear 2 Yet, though my soul in darkness Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry The sick’ning anguish of despair, Thy promise is my stay; [mourns, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. Here would I rest till light returns : Thy presence makes my day. 4 When sorrowing o'er some stone I 3 Come, Lord, and with celestial peace which covers all that was a friend, bend, Relieve my aching heart; O smile, and bid my sorrows cease, And from his voice, his hand, his sinile, And all their gloom depart. Divides me for a little while; 4 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, For thou didst weep o'er Laz’rus dead. And bless thy healing rays, 5 And changethese deep complainingsighs 5. And, oh! when I have safely past For songs of sacred praise. Through ev'ry conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed' of death-for thou hast died: Then point to realms of endless day, As panting in the sultry beam, And wipe the latest tear away. The hart desires the cooling stream, HYMN 161, (L. M.) So to thy presence, Lord, 1 flee, So longs my soul, O God, for thee Sanctified Affliction. 3 Athirst to taste thy living grace, ORD! unafticted, undismay'd, 1 And see thy glory, face to face. 2 But rising griefs distress my soul, But thou hast made me feel thy roil! And tears on tears successive roll; And turn'd my soul to thee, my God. For many an evil voice is near, 2 What though it pierc'd my fainting To chide my wo, and mock my fear; heart, And silent mem'ry weeps alone I bless thy hand that caus'd the smart; O'er bours of peace and gladness flown. It taught my tears awhile to flow, But sav'd me from eternal wo! 3 For I have walk'd the happy round That 'circles Zion's holy ground, 30, hadst thou left me unchastis'd, And gladly swell'd the choral lays, Thy precepts I had still despised, 'That" hymn'd my great Redeemer's And still the snare in secret laid praise, Had my unwary feet betray'd. What time the hallow'd arches rung 4 I love thy chast’nings, O my God, Responsive to the solemn song. They fix my hopes on thy abode ; 4 Ah, why, by passing clouds opprest, Where, in thy presence fully blest, Ehould vexing thoughts distract thy Thy stricken saints for ever rest. breast? DAILY DEVOTION. Daily Dependance. WHEN, streaming from the eastern skies, A compassionate High Priest. Hebrews The morning light salutes mine eyes, iv. 15. O Sun of righteousness divine, WHEN gath’ring clouds around on me with beams of merey shine ; view, Chase the dark clouds of sin away, And days are dark, and friends are few, And turn iny darkness into day. , To death and thee my thoughts I give, Morning Hymn. AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun 2 When to heaven's great and glorious 14 O'er earth, when shades of ev❜ning My morning sacrifice I bring; [King! steal, And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy. Saviour, in thy name; My conscience sprinkle with thy blood, And be my advocate with God. 3 As ev'ry day thy mercy spares Will bring its trials and its cares; O Saviour, till my life shall end, Be thou my counsellor and friend: Teach me thy precepts, all divine, And be thy pure example mine. 4 When pain transfixes ev'ry part, Or languor settles at the heart; When on my bed, diseas'd, oppress'd, I turn, and sigh, and long for rest; O great Physician! see my grief, And grant thy servant sweet relief. 5 Should poverty's destructive blow Lay all my worldly comforts low; And neither help nor hope appear, My steps to guide, my heart to cheer; Lord, pity and supply my need, . For thou, on earthi, wast poor indeed. 6 Should Providence profusely pour Its varied blessings on my store; O keep me from the ills that wait On such a seeming prosp'rous state: From hurtful passions set me free, And humbly may I walk with thee. 7 When each day's scenes and labours close, And weari'd nature seeks repose, 8 And, at my life's last setting sun, (L. M.) "I have set God always before me." Ps. xvi. 9. My soul, adoring, turns to thee! Thee, self-abas'd in mortal guise, And wrapt in shades of death for me.] Thee, source of life's eternal morn. 2 Redeem thy mispent time that's past; 5 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir; 7 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, (will, 9 Direct, control, suggest this day, Praise him, all creatures here below: 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, : 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise him, all creatures here below; G HYMN 169. (L. M.) Evening. REAT God! to thee my ev'ning song With humble gratitude I raise: O let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise 2 My days unclouded as they pass, And ev'ry onward rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched Too oft regardless of thy love, [heart, Ungrateful, can from thee depart, 3 But can it be? that Power divine Is thron'd in light's unbounded blaze; HYMN 166. 2 This day, thy fav'ring hand be nigh, 3 If bliss thy providence impart, 4 Affliction should thy love intend, 5 Be this and every future day HYMN 167. NOW the shades of night are gone; 3 Keep our haughty passions bound; 4 When our work of life is past, Night and sin will be no more, Evening Hymn. And from the path of duty rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood And kind acceptance at thy throne. And wake with praises to thy Name Evening. NOW from the altar of our hearts, Let flames of love arise; 2 Minutes and mercies multipli'd Minutes came quick, but mercies were |