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Here thy waiting people see,
Much of heav'n, and much of thee.
Bliss, that softens all our woes,
Here thou mak'st thy glories known
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise.
We our happy lives employ;
Hymn 9. L. M.
Weary Souls Invited to Rest.
Come and accept the promis'd rest;
And cast your gloomy fears away.
O come, and spread your woes to God;
Will all the painful load remove.
To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes;
How rich the gift, how free the grace! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart,
The hope thy gracious words impart;
And bless the kind inviting voice.
Confirm our faith, our fears remove;
May that sweet influence in each breast,
Hymn 10. L. M.
Christ the Wisdom of God. 1 Happy the man who finds the grace,
The blessing of God's chosen race,
The faith that sweetly works by love. 2 Happy beyond description he,
Who knows, " The Saviour died for me,"
And heavenly understanding gains.
Of wisdom's costly merchandize!
And gold is dross compar'd to her. 4 Her bands are fill'd with length of days,
True riches and immortal praise,
And honour that descends from God. 5 To purest joys she all invites,
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights :
And all her flowery paths are peace. 6 Happy the man who wisdom gains,
Thrice happy-who his guest retains ;
Hymn 11. C. M.
1 Praise ye the Lord, y' immortal choir,
That fills the realms above ::
Praise him who form'd you of his fire,
And feeds you with his love.
The floor of his abode;
, Before your brighter God. -3 Thou restless globe of golden light,
Whose beams create our days,
To own your borrow'd rays.
Through the ethereal blue;
He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder and hail, and fires and storms,
The troops of his command,
And speak his awful hand.
6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas,
In your eternal roar;
And shore reply to shore.
In scaly silver shine,
And lash the foaming brine.
To softer notes than these ;
Or whisp’ring through the trees.
To him that bids you grow;
10 Let the shrill birds his honors raise,
And climb the morning sky;
In hoarser harmony.
Ye mortals take the sound; Echo the glories of your king
Through all the nations round.
C. M. Praise to the Creator. 1 Hail, Father whose creating call,
Unnumber'd worlds attend, Jehovah, comprehending all,
Whom none can comprehend :* 2 In light unsearchable enthron'd,
Which angels dimly see,
And foremost of the three.
The Son thine offspring flow'd And everlasting Father thou,
As everlasting God. 4 Nor quite display'd to worlds above,
Nor quite on earth conceald; By wond'rous unexhausted love,
To mortal man reveal'd. 5 Supreme and all-sufficient God,
When nature shall expire, - And worlds created by thy nod,
Shall perish by thy fire.
By creatures without end,
And Spirit comprehend.
Hymn 13. C.M.
The Attributes of God.
How bright thy wonders rise !
By thousands through the skies.
Those motions speak thy skill;
We read thy patience still.
To save rebellious worms,
In their divinest forms;
Nor dares the creature guess
The justice or the grace.
Adorn the heav'nly plains;
And try their choicest strains.
In that immortal song!
Hymn 14. L. M.
Praise to God.
Ere shines the dawn of rising day
Thine all enliv'ning pow'r display,