HYMN 431. L.M. [#] Progressive Grace and Devotion. 1 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, 3 The plants of grace shall ever live; HYMN 432. 61. L. M. [# or b] 1 WHEN, streaming from the eastern skies, 2 When to thy throne, my Lord and King, A morning sacrifice I bring, Ask And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, 3 As every day thy mercy spares HYMN 433. L. M. [# or b] Humble Devotion. 1 ETERNAL Source of life and thought, Be all beneath thyself forgot, Whilst thee, great Parent-mind, we own, In prostrate homage round thy throne. 2 O may we live before thy face The willing subjects of thy grace, HYMN 434. L. M. [#] Ardent Devotion. 1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim; Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Not all by worldly men possessed, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. 3 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head, One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the remnant of my days. HYMN 435., L. M. [#] Private and public Devotion. 1 GOD in his earthly temple lays Foundations for his heavenly praise; And loves to see that worship rise, Which forms his offspring for the skies. 2 His mercy every house attends, Whence pure devotion's flame ascends, And ever lends a gracious ear, Where churches join in praise and prayer. 3 His blessing yields a large increase 4 Father supreme, whose sovereign sway HYMN 436. 8 & 7s. M. [#] Devotional Praise, 1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator; 2 For ten thousand blessings given, Sound his praise through earth and heaven, HYMN 437. S. M. [#] Pure Devotion. 1 LET pure devotion rise, 2 His word, like drops of dew, 3 His grace our faith sustains, Binds all our wounds, abates our pains, 4 He bids our willing eyes Look through the gloomy shade, To joys immortal in the skies, That never cloy nor fade. CONSOLATORY SUBJECTS. HYMN 438. C. M. [b] God the Source of Consolation. 1 WHEN 'reft of all, and hopeless care 2 No balm that earthly plants distil Bind up 3 But One alone, who reigns above, And light the lamp of life and love 4 Then, O my soul, to that One flee ; HYMN 439. L. M. [b] Death the Gate of endless Joy. 1 WHY should we start and fear to die? What timorous worms we mortals are! Death is the gate of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. |