827. Winter. L.M. I. Has left the heavens all coldly clear : And all the earth lies dead and drear. 2. And yet Thy love is not withdrawn; Thy life within the keen air breathes, And clothes the boughs with glittring wreaths. 3. And though abroad the shårp wind blow, And skies are chill, and frosts are keen, And warmer glows her light within. 4. O God, who giv'st the winter's cold As well as summer's joyous rays, S. Longfellow. 828. The Changing Seasons. 7.6.7.6. D. 1. LORD of the silent winter, Beneath whose skies of gray, But wait a brighter day : By mists of sorrow chilled, Till they with peace be filled ! When leaves and buds appear, Renew the softened year : Breathe on our hearts in blessing ; Away our sadness roll; A spring-time to the soul ! When waves the corn on high, Beneath a cloudless sky: To give our strength to Thee, A richer life may be ! When vineyards yield their store, Pass to the garner door : To every seed of truth, Upon our souls in youth ! Lord of our passing days ! Of duty, love, and praise : May feel the breath of spring, Dendy Agate. 829. 75. His Year of Wonder. Hearts, bow down; and voices, sing I. Praises to the Glorious One, 2. Praise Hirn for His budding green, April's resurrection-scene; 3. Praise Him for His summer rain, Feeding, day and night, the grain ; 4. Praise Him for His garden root, Meadow grass and orchard fruit; 5. Praise Him now for snowy rest, Falling soft on Nature's breast; 6. For His year of wonder done, Praise to the All-Glorious One ! W. C. Gannett, 830. Another Year. 75 1. FOR Thy mercy and Thy grace, Constant through another year, Father, and Redeemer, hear ! 2. In our weakness and distress, Rock of Strength, be Thou our stay ; Be our true and living Way. In the coming year shall tread ? Comfort Thou his dying bed. 4. Keep us faithful, keep us pure, Keep us evermore Thine own; H. Downton. L.M. 831. Thankfulness. By which supported still we stand; That mercy crowns it till it close. Still are we guarded by our God; By His unerring counsel led. The future, all to us unknown, And peaceful leave before Thy feet. Thou art our joy, and Thou our rest; 5. When death shall interrupt these songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, P. Doddridge. 832. Mid-night Service. 8.7.8.7.8.8.7. This winter's eve are fleeting ; In solemn worship meeting : Once more Thy love entreating. To Thee our prayers addressing; And all our sins confessing ; And crown us with Thy blessing. The memory of Thy mercies; Our grateful song rehearses : Of sorrow and reverses. Whatever fate betide us, Be Thou at hand to guide us : |