47. 8, 8, 6 M. Attendance upon religious Institutions. 1 I'll bless Jehovah's glorious name, Whose goodness heaven and earth proclaim, With every morning light; Who guards me through the night. Shall be my sweet employ: With pure and holy joy. Of my departing Lord; Miss Daye. Eternal Praise for divine Goodness. 1 T'll praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures.. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On God alone: He made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train; His truth for ever stands secure; He saves the oppressed; he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord hath sight to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the contrite spirit peace: He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, - And grants the prisoner sweet release. 4 He loves the good ; he knows them well; Their gracious God for ever reigns : Watts, altd. 49. C. M. On every hand we see; Lead all our thoughts to thee. 2 If on the wings of morn we speed To earth's remotest bound, Thy love, our path surround. 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies; Thy goodness never dies. 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve, The hand of God we see; Ceaseless proceed from thee. On thee our hopes depend; † Thomson. 50. 10 & 11 s. M. And at his footstool bow with holy fear; - And the wide-peopled earth his praise proclaim; Then send it down to hell's deep glooms resounding, Through all her caves in dreadful murmurs sounding. 2 He rules with wide and absolute command, O’er the broad ocean and the steadfast land; And all creation hangs upon his throne: 3 This earthly globe, the creature of a day, Though built by God's right hand, must pass awayı The fate of empires, and the pride of kings : Shall in his silent, dark pavilion rest; Amid the common ruins of the sky; 5 But fixed, O God! forever stands thy throne : Jehovah reigns, a universe alone: Collected, or diffused, is still the same : 6 But O! our highest notes the theme debase, And silence is our least injurious praise : Revere him in the stillness of the soul : Mrs. Barbauld. 51. c. M. The Coming and Kingdom of Christ. Ps. xcviii. The long-predicted king; And heaven and nature sing.' 2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns ! Let men their songs employ; Repeat the sounding joy. Nor thorns infest the ground; To earth's remotest bound. 4 Thus God displays his truth and grace, And makes the nations prove Watts, altd. 52. c. M. Thou sovereign Lord of all! And raise the poor that fall. in 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or want assails the breast, And give the mourner rest. 3 The Lord supports our tottering days, And guides our giddy youth: Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his servants feel, He hears his children cry; And their best wishes to fulfil, His grace is ever nigh. |