Hymn and Page he Lord how kind are all his ways The Lord how rich his comforts are The love of the Spirit I sing The Master bids us go-baptize The new-born child of gospel grace The prodigal returns
The Saviour calls, let every ear
WEARY and weak and faint.
We thank thee, Lord, for every good
When Jesus for his people died
When John the harbinger of Christ
Where'er the blustering north wind
blows
With flowing eyes and bleeding heart
With humble pleasure, Lord, we trace
Who is the trembling sinner, who
YE messengers of Christ
Ye prodigals return
Ye saints of every rank, with joy
Yes, mighty Jesus! thou shalt reign
Ye sons of earth prepare the plough
"Yet there is room," the Saviour says
Supplementary to
DOCTOR RIPPON'S,
1. S. Deacon. C. M.
GOD-Infinite, Psalm civ. 3.
OW great, how glorious is the Lord,
In majesty and might;
Who form'd the heavens with his word,
And all the realms of light!
What wond'rous, what surprising things,
Can such a God perform;
Who walks at leisure on the wings
Of tempest, wind, and storm.
3 He sees the world in ev'ry part;
To ev'ry part is nigh:
The secrets of the human heart,
Are open to his eye.
The heavenly hosts before him bow
Infernals feel his power:
Then what can feeble mortals do,
But tremble and adore?
2. C. M. (R.)
God is Love, 1 John iv. 8.
1 AMID the splendors of thy state,
My God, thy love appears
With the soft radiance of the moon,
Among a shousand stars.
2 Nature through all her ample round
Thy boundless power proclaims,
And, in melodious accents, speaks
The goodness of thy names.
3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth,
Our solemn awe cxcite;
But the sweet charms of sovereign grace
O'erwhelm us with delight.
4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire,
Thunders thy dreadful name;
But Sion sings, in melting notes,
The honors of the Lamb.
5 In all thy doctrines and commands,
Thy councils and designs,-
In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd
Thy love supremely shines.
6 Angels and men the news proclaim,
Through earth, and heaven above;
The joyful the transporting news,
That God the Lord is love.
1 My soul, arise in joyful lays,
Renounce this earthly clod,
Tune all thy powers to sweetest praise,
And sing, thy gracious God.
? When in my heart his heavenly love
He sweetly sheds abroad,
How joyfully he makes me prove
He is my gracious God.
3 When borne on faith's advent'rous wing,
I mount to his abode,
Then, while I soar, I sweetly sing,
He is my gracious God.
4 When Jesus to my sinful soul
Applies his precious blood,
To pardon, cleanse, and make me whole,
I sing, my gracious God.
5 In all my trials here below, {
I'll humbly kiss his rod,
For this thro' grace I surely know,
He's still my gracious God.
6 In all the ways thro' which I've pass'd,
And all the paths I've trod
It ever has appear'd at last
He's still my gracious God.
7 When in my last departing hour
I pass thro' death's cold flood,
Upheld by sov'reign love and power,
I'll sing my gracious God,
8 But when he shall my spirit bring
To heaven, my bless'd abode,
There to eternity I'll sing,
Thou art my gracious God.
GOD the Author of Consolation, 2 Cor. vii. 6.
1 THE Lord, how rich his comforts are; How wide they spread! how high they
He pours in balm to bleeding hearts,
And wipes the tears from flowing eyes.
2 I have no hope, my spirit cried,
Just, trembling on the brink of hell;
I am thy hope, the Lord rephed,
My love secures its fav'rites well.
3 My grateful soul shall speak his praise,
Who turns its tremblings into songs;
And those that mourn shall learn from me,
Salvation to our God belongs.
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