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HYMN 368. S. M.
Y. To those bright realms above,
Where dwells eternal love. 2. Thee we adore, O Lord !
And filial duty pay.
Conducts to endless day.
With trust and holy fear;
And lend a gracious ear. 4.0 teach our hearts to pray,
And tune our lips to sing !
HYMN 369. L. M.
Away from earth, our soul's retreat ; We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat. 2. Lord, in the temple of thy grace,
We bow before thee and adore ; We view the glories of thy face,
And learn the wonders of thy pow'r. 3. Whilst here our various wants we mourn,
United prayʻrs ascend on high; And faith expects a sure return
Of blessings in variety. 4. Father ! my soul would here abide ;
Or, if my feet must hence depart; Still keep me, Father, near thy side, Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.
HYMN 370. c. M. 1. EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace.
2. So pilgrims on the scorching sana,
Beneath a burning sky,
And they must drink or die.
Through all thy templé shine: My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
That vision so divine.
Can please my soul so well,
And in thiy presence dwell.
Can my best passions move,
HYMN 371. P. M.
Bounteons source of all our joy!
He whose nod can all destroy.
Now the grateful tribute raise;
Join the universal praise.
Lowly bend with contrite souis;
Here his wrath no thunder rolls.
Bears the cov’nant of his love;
Mercy beaming from above. 3. Ev'ry secret fault confessing,
Deed unrighteous, thought of sin, Seize, O seize the proffer'd blessing,
Grace from God and peace within.
Still the song of glory raise :
Join the universal praise.
HYMN 372. L. M.
The Lord's day. 1. ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day thy God has blest. 2. Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
And gives this day the food of sev’n. 3. O that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense to the skies;
but he who feels it, knows. 4. With joy, great God! thy works we view
In varions scenes both old and new;
With hope we future pleasures taste. 5. In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away.
HYMN 878. L. M. 1. LORD of the sabbath hear our vows
On this thy day, in this thy house; And own, as grateful sacrifice,
The songs which from thy churches rise. 2. Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord! we love;
But there's a nobler rest above.
With ardent hope and strong desire. 3. There languor slíall no more oppress;
The heart shall feel no more distress;
That dwell upon immortal tongues. 4. No gloomy cares shall there annoy,
No conscious guilt disturb our joy ;
5. When shall that glorious day begin,
Beyoud the reach of death or sin :
HYMN 374. C. M.
To shed its quick’ning beams; And yet how slow devotion burns ;
How languid are its flames !
Our frailties, Lord! forgive.
And praise thee while we live.
And fit us to ascend
The sabbath ne'er shall end ;
With heav'nly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine,
HYMN 375. L. M. 1. SWEET is the work, my God, my King!
To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing; To show thy love by morning light,
And talk of all thy truth at night. 2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest :
No mortal care shall fill my breast;
And bless his works, and bless his word. 3. And I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refin’d my heart,
To break my inward peace again.
All I desir'd or wish'd below;
HYMN 376. C. M.
He calls the hours his own.
And praise surround the throne. 2. To-day arose our glorious head,
And death's dread empire fell, To-day the saints his triumph spread,
And all its wonders tell.
Ascends his destin'd throne:
And his Messiah own.
grace; Who came in God his Father's name,
To save our sinful race. 5. Hosannah in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise ! The highest heav'ns in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise.
HYMN 377. s. M. 1. AGAIN the Lord of light
Awakes the kindling ray: Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day. 2. O what a night was that
Which wrapp'd mankind in gloom! O what a sun, which broke this day
Triumphant from the tomb ! 3. This day be homage paid,
And loud hosannahs sung ;
And praise on ev'ry tongue. 4. Ten thousand lips shall join
To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings
To nations yet unborn.