Constant and just to all they speak: 3 Still with their lips their hearts agree, They're sure the God of truth can see 4 Deceits they hate, they dread all lies, 5 Lo! from above the Lord descends, 6 While Satan trembles at the sight, HYMN 38. First Part. L. M. 1 RETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless'd; Another six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides a blest foretaste of heav'n, On this day more than all the sev'n. 3 O! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from Christ that sweet repose, Which none, but he, that feels it, knows. 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest; Which for the church of God remains,. 5 With joy, great God, thy works we scan, 1 In holy comforts, pass away; How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, HYMN 38. Second Part. C. M. COME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep. On this sweet day of rest; O! bless this flock, and make this fold 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, 4 These are the sweet and precious days 5 O! if my soul, when death appears, 6 I long for that delightful hour, I shall be cloth'd in robes divine, And made for ever blest. HYMN 38. Third Part. L. M. 1 THIN The eternal Sabbath. HINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love; Dawn on these realms of woe and sin: HYMN 39. First Part. L. M. REAT Source of order, Maker wise! Whose throne is high above the skies: We praise thy name; thy laws ordain, That order shall on earth obtain. 2 Let each inferior rank revere What's right by each inferior too. HYMN 39. Second Part. C. M. ' 1 ET Honour to Magistrates. TERNAL Sov'reign of the sky, We mortals to thy majesty Our first obedience owe. 2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme; 3 Where laws and liberty combine 4 Nations on firm foundations stand, 5 To magistrates be honour paid, But consciences and souls were made HYMN 39. Third Part. C. M. The anxiety of pious parents for their children. 1 THO' parents may in cov'nant be, And have their heav'n in view; They are unhappy, till they see 2 Their hearts with inward anguish bleed, When all attempts prove vain, To save their race from paths, that lead 3 They warn, indulge, correct, beseech, And 'tis beyond the pow'r of speech 5 "Shall cruel spirits drag thee-down 6 "Saviour, the dreadful scene forbid ! 66 HYMN 40. First Part. L. M. 1 CL LAMOUR, and wrath, and war be gonc, Let bitter words no more be known 2 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flies from the realms of noise and strife; 1 HYMN 40. Second Part. L. M. Anger. DARE we indulge our wrath and strife, And yet assume the Christian name? Give our wild passions sway, yet call Ourselves the follow'rs of the Lamb? |