HYMN 285. P. M.
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Of all this wondrous world we see:
Its glow by day, its smiles by night,

Are but reflections caught from thee
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,

And all things fair and bright are thine. 2 When day with farewell beam delays,

Among the opening clouds of even, And we can almost think we gaze

Through golden vistas into heaven, Those hues that mark the sun's decline,

So soft, so radiant, Lord, are thine. 3 When night, with wings of stormy gloom,

O'ershadows ail the earth and skies, Like some dark beauteous bird, whose plume

Is sparkling with a thousand eyes, That sacred gloom, those fires divine,

So grand, so countless, Lord, are thine. 4 When youthful spring around us breathes,

Thy spirit warins her fragrant sigh, And ev'ry flow'r the summer wreathes,

Is born beneath that kindling eye; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thin3.

HYMN 286. C. M. 1 E lives, who lives to God alone,

; For other source than God is none,

Whence life can be supplied. 2 To live to God is to requite

His love as best we may;
To make his precepts our delight,

His promises our stay.
3 But life, within a narrow ring

Of giddy joys compris'd,
Is falsely nam'd, and no such thing,

But rather death disguis'd.
4 Can life in them deserve the namo,

Who only live to prove

For what poor toys they can disclaim

An endless life above ? 5 Who trample order, and the day

Which God asserts his own, Dishonour with unhallow'd play,

And worship chance alone ? 6 If scorn of God's commands, impress'd

On word and deed, imply
The better part of man unbless'd

With life that cannot die; 7 Such want it, and that want, uncur'd

Till man resigns his breath,
Speaks him a criminal, assurd

Of everlasting death.
8 Sad period to a pleasant course

Yet so will God repay
Sabbaths profan'd without remorse,
And mercy cast away.

HYMN 287. P. M.
His mercies in Jesus renew'd,

Each morning I wake to adore,
A fountain of infinite good,

A sea without bottom or shore:
My Lord, inexpressibly kind!

when shall I thank him above, To Jesus eternally join'd,

Absorb'd in the depths of his love !

HYMN 288. P. M.

1

SEE, ye heirs of sure salvation,

At his final revelation,
While he pompously displays

All his glories,

All the Godhead in his face! . To his royal Proclamation

Manifested here, attend,
in his state of exaltation
While he doth with clouds descend,

Brings the kingdom,
Gives the joy that ne'er shall end!

3 Power is all to Jesus given :

All his foes must fall before
The great King of earth and heaven,
When he takes his royal power!

Now assume it,
Jesus, reign for evermore!

HYMN 289. P. M. 1

JESUS, God of our salvation,
Waiting for thy consolation,

Longing to believe on thee:
Now vouchsafe the sacred power,

Now the faith divine impart;
Meet us in this solemn hour,

Shine in every drooping heart. 2 Anna-like within the temple,

Simeon-like we meekly stay, Daily with thy saints assemble,

Nightly for thy coming pray: While our souls are bow'd before thee,

While we humbly sue for grace, Come, thy people's light and glory,

Show to all thy heavenly face.

HYMN 290. P. M.

From fiends and men I fly,
And rest in thy affection,

When passion's storm runs bigh
Beneath my soul, defended

From all invading harms,
Thy mercy hath extended

Its everlasting arms.
2 Jesus, Jehovah's power,

Thy promis'd help I claim,
And run into the tower

Of thine almighty name:
Impregnable the city

Which hides my life above ;
My refuge is thy pity,

My safety is thy love.

3 Spirit of consolation

And all-sufficient grace,
In every strong temptation

Thou shalt a standard raise
Against my foes infernal,

And show me on the tree
The dying God eternal:

Whose blood hath ransom'd me. 4 By faith I now inherit

Both strength and righteousness,
In Father, Son, and Spirit,

The God whom I confess:
Whate'er I ask, desiring,

I have; I surely have
The Three in One conspiring

This dear-bought soul to save,

HYMN 291. C. M. D.

1 ELIGHT, and softest sympathy,
When I behold the shameful treé.

Where my Beloved died !
I look on him whose blood redeems,

And bears me up to God;
I look-and while the fountain streams,

My tears increase the flood. 2 I want to pour a sea of tears,

With blessed grief to mourn,
In view of him, whose form appears

By my offences torn:
My sins bave done the wicked deed,

Have caus'd the killing smart,
And pierc'd his soul and made him bleed;

The balm that breaks my heart. His precious blood both wounds and heals,

(When faith the balm applies) My peace restores, my pardon seals,

My nature sanctifies;
His precious blood the life inspires

Which angels live above,
And fills my infinite desires,

And turns me all to love.

HYMN 292. P. M.
YHRIST the Lord is risen to-day,

Sons of men and angels say;
Raise your joys and triumphs high,

Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done,

Fought the fight, the battle's won;
Lol our sun's eclipse is o'er,

Lo! he sets in blood no more.
3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal;

Christ hath burst the gates of hell;
Death in vain forbids his rise,
Christ hath open'd paradise.
4 Lives again our glorious King,

Where, O Death, is now thy sting?
Once he died our souls to save,

Where's thy victory, O Grave? 5 Soar we now, where Christ hath led,

Following our exalted Head;
Made like him, like him we rise,

Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 6 King of glory, soul of bliss,

Everlasting life is this;
Thee to know, thy power to prove,
Thus to sing, and thus to love.

* HYMN 293. P. M. 1

BRIGHTNESS of the Eternal Glory,
Jesus, let thy works adore Thee,

God supreme for ever ble !
Still upheld by their Creator,

Heaven and earth thy power confess
Lord of universal nature,

Take the universal praise. 2 Froin bis heavenly throne descending,

Son of God, and Son of Man,
See him on a cross depending,

By his sinful creatures slain!
O the depth of love redeeming

God his spirit doth resign