Then shalt thou heave no guilty sighs, With vigour and delight; And safe through all this dreary waste PUBLIO ANNIVERSARIES. HYMN 502. L. P. M. [#] Thanksgiving for national Prosperity. 1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, Which pours from every foreign shore; Science and art their charms display; Religion teaches us to raise Our voices to our Maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way. 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs; Here still may God in mercy reign; Crown our just counsels with success, HYMN 503. L. M. [#] 1 GREAT God, let all our tuneful powers Awake, and sing thy mighty name: Thy hand rolls on our circling hours,The hand from which our being came. 2 Seasons and moons, revolving round In beauteous order, speak thy praise; 3 To thee we raise the annual song; To thee the grateful tribute give; 4 Each changing season on our souls Showers countless blessings on our heads. HYMN 504. H. M. [#] Thanksgiving. 1 To thee, eternal King, We raise our thankful eyes, From whom all blessings spring Each rolling year thy grace imparts, In all directions flow, And from the fount above From this blest fount, indulgent Lord, 3 O may the golden sun, Full in his noon-tide blaze, And e'en the silver moon, Instruct our hearts to praise; While all the stars which stud the skies 4 Oft as returning spring Shall waft its genial gale, And we 'neath summer's wing The fragrant breeze inhale,— In every season, through all time, HYMN 505. P. M. [#] Call to Thanksgiving and Praise. 1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve him with gladness and fear; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near. 2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all; And we are his people; his sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow his call. 3 O enter his gates with thanksgiving and song; Your vows in his temple proclaim; His praise with melodious accordance prolong, 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, HYMN 506. L. M. [#] National Anthem. 1 ALL hail, almighty, glorious Sire, To make thy glorious arm right bare; Thy terrors smote his proudest force; Thy dew unstrung the warrior's bow; Thy tempest ruled the arrow's course. 4 Then bloomed the waste at thy command; Peace onward led fair freedom's ray; Life's social arts adorned the land; Religion shone in sun-bright day. 5 These wondrous works, O Lord, were thine Thine be the glory, honour, praise; While choral symphonies divine In heaven and earth prolong the lays. HYMN 507. L. P. M. [#] 1 IN freedom's song let millions join, 2 Like Israel's tribes on Egypt's flood, And safely led his chosen band. 3 The way was desert, dark, and drear, A light to guide fair freedom's band, 4 Columbia's hills and vales, be glad; |