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Scatter'd his gifts on men below, Then look propitious from thy throne,
With the rich tokens of thy grace.
From Christ their varied gifts derive, 4 And in the last decisive day,
(L. M.) Shall rise and flourish large and fair.
JESUS shall reign where'er the sun 6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall Does his successive journeys run ; know,
His kingdom spread from shore to shore, The spring whence all these blessings Till moons shall wax and wane no more
2 To him slill endless prayer be made, Pastors and people shout his praise, And praises tirong to crown his head; Through the long round of endless days. His name like sweet perfume shall rise HYMN 100. (L M.)
With ev'ry morning sacrifice. of ,
3 People and realms, of ev'ry tongue Attentive to our earnest prayer;
Dwell on his love with sweetest song; We plead for those who plead for thee, And infant voices shall proclaim Successful pleaders may they be! Their early blessings on his name. 2 How great their work, how vast their 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; charge!
The pris'ner leaps to burst his chains; Do thou their anxious souls enlarge ; The weary find eternal rest, Their best acquirements are our gain, And all the sons of want are blest. We share the blessings they obtain. 5 Where he displays his healing power, 3 Clothe, then, with energy divine,
Death and the curse are known no more: Their words, and let those words be in him the tribes of Adam boast
More blessings than their father lost. To them thy sacred truth reveal,
6 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring Suppress their fear, infiame their zeal.
Peculiar honours to our King:
(L. M.) 5 Let thronging multitudes around,
Psalm cxvii. Hear from their lips the joyfiul soune; IT
ROM all that dwell below the skies, In humble strains thy grace implore,
I Let the Creator's praise arise ; And feel thy new-creating pow'r.
Jehovah's glorious name be sung 6 Let sinners break their massy chains,
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue Distressed souls forget their pains ;
2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Let light through distant reainas be Aud truth eternal is thy word ; [shore, spread,
Thy praise shall sound from shore to And Zion rear lier drooping head
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
HYMN 104. CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH.
(L. M.) HYMN 101. (L. M.)
O of :
In all thy plenitude of grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod, On earth establish thine abode: Descend on our apostate race!
2 Give longues of fire and hearts of love, No sacred beams, no radiance miid,
To preach the reconciling word ; Dispel their dreary night. Give power and unction from above, 5 Thou, who didst lighten Zion's hill
Where'er the joyful sound is heard. On Carmel who didst shine, 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light;
Our deserts let thy glory fill, Confusion, order, in thy path; Thy excellence divine ! Souls without strength inspire with 6 Like Lebanon, in tow'ring pride, might:
May all our forests smile; Bid mercy triumph over wrath.
And may our borders blossom wide, 4 Convert the nations ; far and nigh
Like Sharon's fruitful soil ! The triumphs of the cross record ; HYMN 107.
(II. 6.) The name of Jesus glorify, Till ev'ry people call him Lord.
FROM Greenland's icy mountains, HYMN 105.
(II. 1.) Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand; For Missions to the new settlements in the United States.
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain, WHEN, Lord, to this our Western They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain Led by thy providential hand,
Our wand'ring fathers came, (youth, 2 What though the spicy breezes Their ancient homes, their friends in
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; Sent forth the heralds of thy truth,
Though ev'ry prospect pleases,
And only man is vile :
In vain with lavish kindness
Bows down to wood and stone,
Shall we, to men benighted 3 And O! may we repay this debt
The lamp of life deny? To regions solitary yet
Salvation! oh, Salvation !
The joyful sound proclaim,
Has learnt Messiah's name!
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, 4 Saviour! we own this debt of love: And you, ye waters, roll, O shed thy Spirit from above,
Till, like a sea of glory To move each Christian breast;
It spreads from pole to pole; Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim,
Till o'er our ransom'd nature And temples rise to fix thy name,
The Lamb for sinners slain, Through all our desert west. Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign. HYMN 106.
HYMN 108. (L. M.)
For the Jews.
DISOWN'D of heaven, by man op. On Sharon's fertile plains, once
Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground The glory, pure and bright:
Wherefore should Israel's sons, once 2 From thence its mild and cheering ray blest,
Stream'd forth from land to land; Still roam the scorning world around ? And empires now behold its day,
2 Lord! visit thy forsaken race, And still its beams expand.
Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring; 3 Its brightest splendours, darting west, Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, Our happy shores illume;
And hail in Christ their promis'd King. Our farther regions, once unblest,
3 The veil of darkness rend in twain Now like a garden bloom :
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious 4 But ah! our desert deep and wild The severd olive branch again (light; See not this heavenly light ;
Fim to its parent stock unite.
'Hail, glorious day, expected long!
Congregation. When Jew and Greek one prayer Great God, accept their infant songs ; shall pour,
To thee alone their praise belongs.
5 Lord, bid this work of love
Be crown'd with meet success;
May thousands yet unborn,
This institution bless :
Now, and through all eternity. And true, are thy ways!
(II. 1) O who shall not fear thee, And onour thy name!
GLORY to the Father give, Thou only art holy,
God in whom we move and live , Thou only supreme !
Children's prayers he deigns to bear,
Children's songs delight his ear. 2 To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown;
2 Glory to the Son we bring, Their worship and vows
Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King: Shall come to thy throne :
Children, raise your sweetest strain, Thy truth and thy judgments
To the Lamb, for he was slain. Shall spread all abroad,
3 Glory to the Holy Ghost, Till earth's ev'ry people
He reclaims the sinner lost; Confess thee their God.
Children's minds may he inspire,
Touch their tongues with holy fire
To the blessed Trinity,
For the word that “God is Jove."
(C. M.) OME let our voices join, In one glad song of praise ;
WHEN Jesus left his heavenly throne
; To God, the God of love,
Like us unhonour'd and unknown, Our grateful hearts we raise :
He came to dwell on earth :
2 Like him, may we be found below To God alone your praisa belongs;
In wisdom's paths of peace;, His love demands your earliest songs.
Like him, in grace and knowledge grow Children.
As years and strength increase. 2 Now we are taught to read
3 Sweet were his words and kind his look, The book of life divine;
When mothers round him press'd; Where 'vur Redeemer's love,
Their infants in his arms he took,
And on his bosom bless'd;
4 Safe from the world's alluring harns, To God alone the praise is due,
Beneath his watehful eye, Who sends his word to us and you.
O, thus encircled in his arms,
May we for ever lie !
HYMN 113. 3 Within these hallow'd walls,
(L. M.) Our wand'ring feet are brought ; LORD, how delightful 'tis to see Where pray'r and praise ascend,
A whole assembly worship thee : And heavenly truths are taught :
At once they sing, at once they pray ;
They hear of heaven, and learn the way. Congregation. To God alone your off'rings bring;
2 I have been there, and still would go,
'Tis like a little heaven below; Here in his church his praises sing. Not all that earth and sin can say Children.
Shall tempt me to forget this day. 4 For blessings such as these, 3 O write upon my mem'ry, Lord, Our gratitude receive;
The text and doctrine of thy word ; word, here accept our hearts,
That I may break thy laws no imore, "Tís all that we can give :
But love thee better than before
4 With thoughts of Christ and things | Deignst to make thy humble dwelling divine,
With the poor of humble mind. . Fill up this sinful heart of mine';
2 As thy love, through all creation, That, hoping pardon through his blood,
Beams like thy diffusive light; I may lie down and wake with God
So the high and humble station HYMN 114. (C. M.) Both are equal in thy sight. MERCY, descending from above, 3 Thus thy care, for all providing,
Warm’d thy faithful prophet's tongue O may each tender bosom move, Who, the lot of all deciding, When mercy intercedes !
To thy chosen Israel sung: 2 Children our kind protection claim, 4 When thy harvest yields thee pieasure And God will well approve,
Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind; When infants learn to lisp his name, To the poor belongs the treasure And their Creator love.
Of the scatter'd ears behind. 3 Delightful work! young souls to win,
Chorus. And turn the rising race
These thy God ordains to bless From the deceitful paths of sin,
The widow and the fatherless. To seek their Saviour's face.
5 When thine olive plants increasing, 4 Almighty God! thine influence shed Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, To aid this blest design;
Grateful, thou shalt take the blessing, The honour of thy name be spread,
But not search the bough again. And all the glory thine.
Chorus. These, &c.
6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing, CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. Gladdens thine autumnal scene, HYMN 115. (C. M.)
Own the bounteous hand bestowing,
But thy vines the poor shall glean BLEST is the man whose soft’ning
Chorus. These, &c. To whom the supplicating eye 7 Still we read thy word declaring Is never rais'd in vain :
Mercy, Lord, thine own decree; 2 Whose breast responds with gen'rous Mercy, ev'ry sorrow sharing, A stranger's wo to feel ; (warmth,
Warms the heart resembling thee. Who weeps in pity o'er the wound 8 Still the orphan and the stranger, · He wants the pow'r to heal.
Still the widow owns thy care ; 3 To gentle offices of love
Screen'd by thee in every danger, His feet are never slow;
Heard by thee in every prayer. He views, through me cy's melting eye,
Hallelujah. Amen A brother in a foe.
TO BE USED AT SEA. 4 To him protection shall be shown;
IIYMN 118. And mercy, from above,
(L. M.) Descend on those who thus fulfil
COD of the seas! thine awful voice The Christian law of love.
J Bids all the rolling waves rejoice HYMN 116. (C. M.)
And one soft word of thy command
Can sink them silent on the sand. R With God laid up in store ;
ICH are the joys which cannot die, 2 The smallest fish that swims the seas Treasures beyond the changing sky,
Sportful, to thee a tribute pays; Brighter than golden ore.
And largest monsters of the deep,
At thy command, or rage or sleep.
3 Thus is thy glorious power ador'd In the fair fertile fields above
Among the wat’ry nations, Lord !
Yet men, who trace the dangerous waves, To ample harvests grow.
Forget the nighty God who saves ! 3 The mite my willing hands can give, HYMN 119.
(IV. 5.) At Jesus' feet I lay; Grace shall the humblé gift receive,
" Save, Lord ! or we perish.” Matt
viii. 25. Abounding grace repay. HYMN 117.
JHEN through the torn sail the wild WHI
tempest is streaming, ,
When c'er the dark wave the red lightT'hou, in glory unconfin'd,
uing is gleaming,
Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman Bethesda’s bath refus'd to save, to cherish,
Unless an angel bless'd the wave. We fly to our Maker: “Save, Lord ! 3 All med'cines act by thy decree, or we perish.”
Receive commission all from thee; 20 Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of And not a plant which spreads the plains, the billow,
But teems with health, when Heaven Arous'd by the shriek of despair from
ordains. thy pillow,
4 Clay and Siloam's pool, we find, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, At heaven's
command restor’d the blind; Who cries in his anguish,“ Save, Lord ! And Jordan's waters hence were seen or we perish."
To wash a Syrian leper clean. 3 And O! when the whirlwind of pas- 5 But grant me nobler favours still, sion is raging,
Grant ie to know and do thy will; When sin in our hearts its wild warfare Purge my foul soul from every stain, is waging,
And save me from eternal pain. Then send down thy Spirit thy ransom'd to cherish,
6 Can such a wretch for pardon sue? Rebuke the destroyer ; “Save, Lord! My crimes, my crimes arise in view, or we perish.”
Arrest my trembling tongue in prayer, HYMN 120. (C. M.)
And pour the horrors of despair. Which may be used at Sea or on Land. 7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs, LORD: for the just thou dost provide, My tortur breast, my streaming eyes ; Eternal wisdom is their guide, My God, my Father, and my Friend. Their help, Omnipotence.
8 These lovely names I ne'er could plead, 2 Though they through foreign lands Had not thy Son vouchsafd to bleed; should roam,
His blood procures our fallen race And breathe the tainted air
Admittance to the throne of grace. In burning climates, far from home,
9 When sin has shot its poison'd dart, Yet thou, their God, art there.
And conscious guilt corrodes the heart, 3 Thy goodness sweetens ev'ry soil, His blood is all-sufficient found
Makes every country please : To draw the shaft and heal the wound. Thou on the snowy hills dost smile, And smooth'st the rugged seas!
10 What arrows pierce so deep as sin ?
What venom gives such pain within ? 4 When waves on waves, to heaven Thou great Physician of the soul,
Defy'd the pilot's art; [upreard, Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole. When terror in each face appear’d, And sorrow in each heart;
11 0! if I trust thy sovoreign skill,
And bow submissive to thy will, 5 To thee I rais'd my humble prayer,
Sickness and death shall both agree To snatch me from the grave! I found thine ear not slow to hear,
To bring me, Lord, at last to thee Nor short thine arm to save!
HYMN 122. (C. M.) 6 Thou gav'st the word—the winds did The storms obey'd thy will
, (cease, WHO God deserves our song; (tress,
On Recovery from Sickness.
We take the pattern of our praise 7 For this my life, in every state,
From Hezekiah's tongue. A life of praise shall be ;
2 The gates of the devouring grave And death, when death shall be my fate, Are open'd wide in vain, Shall join my soul to thee.
If he that holds the keys of death
Command them fast again.
3 When he but speaks the healing word,
Then no disease withstands; WHEN dangers, woes, or death are nigh,
Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, Past mercies teach me where to fly: And fly, as he commands. Thine arın, Almighty God, can aià, 4 If half the strings of life should break, When sickness grieves,and pains invade. He can our frame restore, 2 To all the various heirs of art And cast our sins behind his back, Kindly thy healing power impart; And they are found no more.