Puslapio vaizdai

3 While we pray for pardoning grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciled face,

Take away our sin and shame.
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this night with thee.
4 When the morn shall bid us rise,
May we feel thy presence near!
May thy glory meet our eyes,
When we in thy house appear!
There afford us, Lord! a taste,
Of our everlasting feast.

5 May the Gospel's joyful sound,
Conquer sinners, comfort saints,
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints.
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.


HYMN 26. C. M. Zion. [b*]
Swiftness of Time. New Year.

1 Remark, my soul! the narrow bound,
Of the revolving year;

How swift the weeks complete their round! How short the months appear!

2 So fast eternity comes on

And that important day,

When all that mortal life hath done,
God's judgment shall survey.

3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass
The swift revolving year;
And study artful ways t' increase
The speed of its career.

4 Waken, O God! my careless heart,
Its great concerns to see;

That I may act the Christian part,

And give the year to thee.

5 So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise;

Or this shall bear my waiting soul

To joys above the skies. DODDRIDGE,

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Help obtained of God. New Year.

1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand, By which supported still we stand.

The op'ning year thy mercy shows;
Let mercy crown it till it close.

2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,

By his unerring counsel led.

3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future-all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,

In better worlds our souls shall boast. RIPPON'S COL.

HYMN 28. C. M. Reading. [b]

Publick Fast.

1 See, gracious Lord! before thy throne, Thy mourning people bend!

'Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone,

Our humble hopes depend.

2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand,
Thy dreadful pow'r display;

Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And still we live to pray.

3 How changed, alas! are truths divine,
For errour, guilt, and shame!

What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name.

4 O, turn us, turn us, mighty Lord!
By thy resistless grace;

Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And humbly seek thy face.

5 Then should insulting foes invade,
We shall not sink in fear,

Secure of never failing aid,

When God, our God, is near. STEELE.

HYMN 29. C. M. Zion. [b]
Publick Fast.

1 Come, let our souls adore the Lord,
Whose judgments yet delay,


Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us leave to pray.

2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great;
But we will not despair;
Still open is thy mercy seat

To penitence and prayer.
3 Kind Intercessor! to thy love
This blessed hope we owe;
O let thy merits plead above,
While we implore below.

4 O gracious God! for Jesus' sake,
Attend our humble cry;

Nor let thy kindling vengeance break
Destruction from on high.

5 Though justice near thy awful throne
Attend thy dread command,

Lord! hear thy servants, hear thy Son,

And save a guilty land.


HYMN 30. L. M. Old Hundred. [*]

Publick Thanksgiving.

1 Almighty sov'reign of the skies!
To thee let songs of gladness rise;
Each grateful heart its tribute bring,
And ev'ry voice thy goodness sing.
2 From thee our choicest blessings flow,
Life, health, and strength thy hands bestow,
The daily good thy creatures share,
Springs from thy providential care.
3 The rich profusion nature yields,
The harvest waving o'er the fields;
The cheering light, refreshing show'r,
Are gifts from thy exhaustless store.
4 At thy command the vernal bloom,
Revives the world from winter's gloom,
The summer's heat the fruit matures,
And Autumn all her treasures pours.

From thee proceed domestick ties,
Connubial bliss, paternal joys;
On thy support the nations stand,
Obedient to thy high command.

6 But how shall frail, imperfect man,
Whose being reaches but a span,
Attempt in earth-born strains to prove,
The wonders of redeeming love!

7 Let ev'ry pow'r of heart and tongue, Unite to swell the grateful song, While age and youth in chorus join,

And praise the Majesty Divine. HARTFORD COL.

HYMN 31. L. M. Pilesgrove. [*]
Publick Thanksgiving.

1 Eternal Source of every joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ;
While now before thee, we appear,
To hail thee Sovereign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness, when to veil the skies.
3 The flowery spring at thy command,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours
Thro' all our coasts redundant stores;
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horrour wear.

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;

And be the grateful homage paid,

With morning light and evening shade. RIPPON'S COL.

HYMN 32. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]


1 Since Jesus freely did appear

To grace a marriage feast,

Dear Lord! we ask thy presence here,

To make a wedding guest.

2 Upon the bridal pair look down,
Who now have plighted hands;
Their union with thy favour crown,
And bless the nuptial bands.

3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow,
Of all rich dow'mes best;

Their substance bless, and peace bestow
To sweeten all the rest.

4 In purest love their souls unite,
That they with Christian care,
May make domestick burthens light,
By taking mutual share.

5 As Isaac and Rebekah gave,
A pattern chaste and kind;
So may this married couple live,
And die in friendship join'd.

6 And when that solemn hour shall come,
And life's short space be o'er,

May they in triumph reach that home,
Where they shall part no more. BERRIDGE.

HYMN 33. 8s and 7s. Sicilian. [*]

1 Come, thou condescending Jesus!
Thou hast bless'd a marriage feast;
Come, and with thy presence bless us,
Deign to be an honour'd guest.

2 Once, at Cana's happy village,
Thou didst heavenly joy impart;
Though unseen, may thy blest image
Be inscribed on every heart.

3 Lord, we come to ask thy blessing
On the happy pair to rest;
May thy goodness never ceasing,
Make them now and ever blest.

4 Thou canst change the course of nature,
Turning water into wine,

But we ask a greater favour,

May they be forever thine.

5 Thine by covenant and adoption,
Thine by free and sovereign grace,
May they, by each word and action,
Do thy will and speak thy praise.
6 Gracious Lord! from thy free bounty,
Fill their basket and their store,
Give them, with their health and plenty,
Hearts thy goodness to adore.

7 Often from their happy dwelling,
May the voice of prayer ascend,
For thy mercies still increasing,

To their best, their kindest Friend.
8 Through this life's tempestuous ocean,
Storms are thick, and dangers nigh,
O! may constant, pure devotion,

Guide them safe to realms on high.
9 When by death's cold hand divided,
Which dissolves the tend'rest ties,
By thy grace again united,

May they in thine image rise.

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