6 For all the good thy grace imparts, 511. C.M.-The Gratitude of Children to God. 1 THY throne, O God! in righteousness, We bow before it;-deign to bless 2 Thy wisdom fix'd our lowly birth, Still make us, while we dwell on earth, 3 Strangers to thee, though thine by name, 4 Thou art our Shepherd,-glorious God! And guide us by thy staff and rod, 5 We praise thy name that we were brought To this delightful place, Where we are watch'd, and warn'd, and taught, -The children of thy grace. 6 O! may our friends, thy servants here, And they and we in heaven appear, 512. L.M.-For a Day of National Humiliation. God's Controversy with Britain stated and pleaded. Micah vi. 1, 2, 3. 1 HEARKEN, ye hills; ye mountains hear; Jehovah vindicates his laws; Trembling in silence at his bar, Thou earth, attend thy Maker's cause. 2 Israel, stand forth-present thy plea; And charge the Almighty to his face; Say if his rules oppressive be; Say, if defective be his grace. 3 Eternal Judge, the action cease; Our lips are seal'd in conscious shame: 'Tis our's, in sackcloth to confess, And thine the sentence to proclaim. 4 Ten thousand witnesses arise, Thy mercies, and our crimes appear, 6 Thousands of rams in vain might bleed; With that be Britain sprinkled o'er; 513. L.M.-For a Day of Humiliation in time of War. Deut. xxiii. 9. 1 GREAT God of heaven and nature, rise, And hear our loud united cries; See Britain bow before thy face, Through all her coasts, and seek thy grace. 2 No arm of flesh we make our trust; 3 Our guilt might draw thy vengeance down, 4 Forgive the follies of our times, 514. L.M.-Hymn in time of War. 1 WHILE sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the ground; To thee we look, on thee we call, The Parent and the Lord of all. 2 Thou who hast stamp'd on human kind 5 Great God! whose powerful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind; O, bid the human tempest cease, And hush the maddening world to peace. 6 With reverence may each hostile land, 515. L.M.-Thanksgiving for Peace. 1 GREAT Ruler of the earth and skies! And rage, and noise, and tumult reign; And slaughter dyes the hostile plain;3 Thy sovereign eye looks calmly down, And marks their course, and bounds their power: Thy law the angry nations own, And noise and war are heard no more. 4 Then peace returns with balmy wing; (Sweet peace! with her what blessings fled!) Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing, Reviving commerce lifts her head. 5 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord! 6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, 516. P.M.-National Thanksgiving. 1 HOW rich thy gifts, Almighty King! From thee our various comforts spring; The' extended trade, the fruitful skies, The blessings liberty bestows, The' eternal joys the gospel shows, All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, That pours from every foreign shore; Science and art their charms display: Religion teaches us to raise 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; His power and mercy we proclaim; Britons through every age shall own, Jehovah here has fix'd his throne, And triumph in his mighty name. 4 Long as the moon her course shall run, Or men behold the circling sun, O, still may God in Britain reign; Crown her just counsels with success, With peace and joy her borders bless, And all her sacred rights maintain. 517. L.M.-For a Day of Prayer for the Revival of Religion. 1 INDULGENT Sovereign of the skies! 3 For this, a lowly suppliant crowd, And call, and knock at mercy's gate. |