6 I will; but thou must strength impart,
This 'promise to fulfil ;

Lord, write thy law upon my heart,
That I may do thy will.

The Glory and Safety of the Church.
HAPPY Church, celestial bride,
Thy Husband will with thee reside;
With matchless glory thou shalt shine,
In robes of honour all divine.

2 Silver and gold her happy dress,

Truth, meekness, love, and righteousness;
Holy without, and pure within,
Free from the guilt of reigning sin.
3 Her laws and doctrines just and right,
Her priests the ministers of light;
Her order from the courts above,
And all her service done in love.
4 Her discipline is from the word,
Her head and ruler is the Lord;
Her sons and daughters all agree,
And live in peace and charity.
5 Her journey is the holy way
Which leads to everlasting day;
And her eternal sure reward,
A crown of glory with the Lord.

HYMN 377. C. M.

The Ways of Wisdom.

HAPPY is the man who hears
Instruction's faithful voice ;
And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

2 Her treasures are of more esteem
Than east or west unfold;
And her rewards more precious are
Than all her mines of gold.

PROUD.

3 In her right hand she holds to view
A length of happy days;

Riches, with splendid honours join'd,
Her left hand full displays.

4 She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread ;
A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

5 According as her labours rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,

And all her paths are peace.

Scotch Paraphrases.

Filial Submission.

LORD, my best desires fulfil,

And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.
2 Why should I shrink at thy command,
Whose love forbids my fears?
Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears?
3 No, let me rather freely yield

What most I prize to thee,
Who never hast a gift withheld,
Nor will withhold, from me.
4 I would submit to all thy will,
For thou art good and wise;
Let every anxious thought be still,
Nor one faint murmur rise.

5 Thy love can eheer the darkest gloom,
And bid me wait serene,

Till hopes and joys immortal bloom,
And brighten all the scene.

6 My Father! O permit my heart
To plead her humble claim,

And ask the bliss those words impart, my Redeemer's name.

In

Cowper.

MRS. STEELÊ.

HYMN 379. C. M.

The Christian's Resolution founded on Jacob's Vow. Gen. 28.

THOU, by whose all-bounteous hand
Thy people still are fed ;

Who through life's weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led ;

2 To thee our humble vow we raise,
To thee address our pray'r;
And in thy kind and faithful hand
Deposit all our care.

3 If thou, through each perplexing path,
Wilt be our constant guide ;

If thou wilt daily food supply,
And raiment wilt provide;

4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around,
Till all our wand'rings cease,
And at our Father's safe abode
Our souls arrive in peace;

5 To thee, as to our cov'nant God,
Ourselves we will resign;

And count that all on earth we have,

And e'en our life is thine.

HYMN 380. L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Importunate Prayer. "Ask, and ye shall receive." Mat.vii. 7.

0

UR Father, thron'd above the sky,

To thee, our empty hands we spread;

Thy children at thy footstool lie,

And ask thy blessings on their head.

2 Let mercy all our sins dispel,
As clouds before the solar beam;
Our souls from bondage and from hell
To liberty and life redeem.

3 With cheerful hope and filial fear,
In that august and precious name,
By thee ordain'd, we now draw near,
And would the promis'd blessing claim.

4 Does not an earthly parent hear
The cravings of his famish'd son?
Will he reject the filial prayer,

Or mock him with a cake of stone?
5 Our beavenly Father, how much more
Will thy divine compassion rise;
And open thy unbounded store
To satisfy thy children's cries?

6 Yes, we will ask, and seek, and press
For gracious audience at thy seat;
Still hoping, waiting for success,
If persevering to intreat.

7 For Jesus in his faithful word
The patient supplicant has blest;
And all thy saints with one accord
The prevalence of pray'r attest.

NOW

A general Song of Praise.

OW to the God, to whom all might
And glory, in all worlds belong,
Who fills unseen his throne of light,
Come, let us sing a general song.
2 His Spirit wrapp'd the mantling air,
Of old, around our infant earth,
And, on her bosom, warm and fair,
Gave her young lord his joyous birth.
3 He smiles on morning's rosy way:
He paints the gorgeous clouds of even :
To noon, he gives its ripening ray;
To night, the view of glorious heaven.
4 He drives along those sparkling globes,
In circles of unerring truth;

He decks them all in radiant robes,
And crowns them with eternal youth.
5 So will he crown the upright mind,
When life and all its toils are o'er :
Then let his praise, on every wind
Rise, till the winds shall wake no more.

SCOTT.

PIERPONT.

HYMN 382. L. M.

Communion with Christ.

TO Jesus, our exalted Lord,

That name, in heaven and earth ador'd,
Fain would our hearts and voices raise
A cheerful song of sacred praise.

2 But all the notes which mortals know
Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,
'The theme demands immortal tongues.
3 Yet whilst around his board we meet,
And worship at his sacred feet,
O let our warm affections move,
In glad returns of grateful love!

4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore,
But long to know and love thee more;
And whilst we taste the bread and wine,
Desire to feed on joys divine.

MRS. STEELE.

HYMN 383. S. M.

God's universal Dominion; or Angels praise the Lord. Ps.ciii.19.

HE Lord, the sov❜reign King,

THE

Hath fix'd his throne on high ;

O'er all the heavenly worlds he rules,

And all beneath the sky.

3

Let the bright hosts, who wait
The orders of their King,

And guard his churches when they pray,
Join in the praise they sing.

4

While all bis wond'rous works

Through his vast kingdom shew Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too.

WATTS.