3 Since thy truth doth gild its pages, May that truth, Lord, make us free; On the Rock of endless ages Let our faith established be. 4 To our faith we'll add the graces, HYMN 499. L. M. [#] Youthful Remembrance of God. 1 IN the soft season of thy youth, For him thy nobler powers employ; 3 He shall defend and guide thy course 4 Then early seek the Lord, and choose ⚫ HYMN 500. C. M. [#] God's Word the best Guide of Youth. 1 THE morn of life, how fair and gay! How cheering and how new! What hopes illume each opening day, 2 Youth's ardent mind, with joy elate, Suspects no ills that may await, Nor yields a thought to fear, 3 But slippery is the path they tread, A thousand snares around them spread, 4 How shall they, then, their course pursue, Through life's uncertain road? What friendly hand will point their view 5 In God's own word the way is sure, HYMN 501. H. M. [#] Youth exhorted to Virtue 1 EARLY in life's young days And walk the path of truth: 2 Be God's all-perfect Son Thy Pattern and thy Guide; Let all his will be done, Nor trust a friend beside; Then shalt thou heave no guilty sighs, With vigour and delight; And safe through all this dreary waste PUBLIC ANNIVERSARIES. HYMN 502. L. P. M. [#] Thanksgiving for national Prosperity. 1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, 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 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. [#] 1 To thee, eternal King, We raise our thankful eyes, From whom all blessings spring Each rolling year thy grace imparts, And from the fount above From this blest fount, indulgent Lord, 30 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 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; |