And offer notes divine, To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng, Of angels bright, In worlds of light, Begin the song.
2 Thou sun, with dazzling rays, And moon that rul'st the night, Shine to your Maker's praise,- With stars of twinkling light. His pow'r declare, Ye floods on high, And clouds that fly In empty air.
3 The shining worlds above, In glorious order stand; Or in swift courses move, By his supreme command. He spake the word,- And all their frame Obedient came,
To praise the Lord.
4 He mov'd their mighty wheels, In unknown ages past; And each his word fulfills, While time and nature last. In diff'rent ways, His works proclaim His wondrous name, And speak his praise.
HYMN 19. H. M.
The pleasures of Public Worship.
1 To spend one sacred day,
Where God and saints abide,
Affords diviner joy
Than thousand days beside: Where God resorts, I love it more
To keep the door,
Than shine in courts.
2 Oh! happy men that pray, Where God appoints to hear; Oh! happy souls that pay Their constant worship there. They praise thee still; And happy they, That love the way, To Zion's hill.
3 They go from strength, Through this dark vale of tears, 'Till each arrives at length,- "Till each in heaven appears. Oh! glorious seat; When God our king, Shall hither bring Our willing feet.
HYMN 20. L. M.
The firmness of the Divine Promises.
1 Firm are the words the prophets give, Sweet words on which believers live; Each of them is the voice of God, Who spoke and spread the skies abroad.
2 Whence then should doubts and fears arise ? Why trinkling sorrows drown our eyes? Slowly alas! our mind receives, The comfort that our maker gives.
3 Oh for a strong and lasting faith, To credit what th' Almighty saith; To embrace the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven our own. 4 And should the earth's old pillars shake, And all the wheels of nature break; Our steady souls would fear no more, Than solid rocks when billows roar.
HYMN 21. L. M.
The recompense of Righteousness.
1 Lord, how secure, and blest are they, That feel the joys of pardon'd sin? Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heav'n and peace within.
2 Swift as their thoughts their joys come on, But fly not half so swift away; Their souls are ever bright as noon,
And calm as summer evenings be.
3 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills, Where groves of living pleasures grow; And longing hopes, and cheerful smiles, Sit undisturb'd upon their brow.
4 They scorn to seek our golden toys;
But spend the day, and share the night, In numb'ring o'er the richer joys, That heav'n prepares for their delight.
Extatic Joy at a prospect of Heaven. 1 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand drest in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between.
2 Oh! could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love, With unbeclouded eyes.
3 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the land-scape o'er,
Not Jordon's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore.
Moses lifted up the Serpent in the Camp of Israel. 1 So did the Hebrew prophet raise The brazen serpent high; The wounded felt immediate ease, The camp forebore to die.
2 Look upward in the dying hour, And live the prophet cries! But Christ performs a nobler cure, When faith lifts up her eyes.
3 When God's own Son is lifted up, A dying world revives; The Jew beholds the glorious hope, Th' expiring Gentile lives.
HYMN 24. C. M.
The rich Provisions of the Gospel.
1 Let every mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice!
The trumpet of the gospel sounds, With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, Who feed upon the wind,- And vainly strive, with empty toys, To fill an empty mind :—
3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd, A soul-reviving feast; And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away, and die;
Here you may quench your raging thirst, With springs that never dry.
5 Rivers of love, and mercy here In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation, in abundance, flows,
Like floods of milk and wine,
6 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away.
HYMN 25. P. M.
For Thanksgiving Day.
1 O sing to Jehovah for light is advancing, Exult in the Lord for his glory is come; The sunbeams of truth upon mortals are glancing, The wandering pilgrim is journeying home. CHORUS.-Awake then from sorrow, arise from despair,
The night has been long, but the morning is fair. 2 Oh shout, for the day-star from heaven is shining, The reign of delusion is over and gone; Love, peace, joy and hope are their tendrils entwining, And justice and mercy combining in one.
CHORUS.-Awake then from sorrow, &c.
3 No more shall the wanderer, grooping in error, His vision beclouded with darkness and night, View life in despair, and the future with terror: The beams of salvation have burst on the night. CHORUS.-Awake then from sorrow, &c.
4 Rejoice, for the earth is resuming her splendor, The flowers of Eden are blooming anew; The tyrant of darkness his throne shall surrender, And freedom revisit the Gentile and Jew. CHORUS.-Awake then from sorrow, &c.
HYMN 26. P. M.
The Star in the East.
1 Hail the blest morn, when the great Mediator Did from the regions of glory descend; Shepherds go worship the babe in the manger, Lo! for his guard the bright angels attend. CHORUS.-Brightest and best of the suns of the morning,
Shine on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; Star in the east, the horizon adorning,
Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid.
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