1. And bless those wounds, which, thro' our hearts, Prepare a way for thee. TH HYMN 448. L. M. On the death of a parent. HOUGH nature's voice you must obey, Think, while your swelling griefs o'erflow, That hand, which takes your joys away, That sov'reign hand can heal your wo. 2. And, while your mournful thoughts deplore The parent gone, remov'd the friend! With hearts resign'd, his grace adore, On whom your nobler hopes depend. 3. Does he not bid his children come Through death's dark shades to realms of light? Yet, when he calls them to their home Shall fond survivors mourn their flight? 4. His word here let your souls rely- 1. The Orphan's prayer. hear me, Lord! on thee I call, And bow to my request thine ear. 2. Look down, my only hope! look down; Y 4. Though, doom'd the orphan's lot to bear, 5. Adopted by thy care, in thee The Parent and the Friend I see; 8. FOR THE YOUNG, AND OLD 1. HYMN 450. L. M. Youth instructed. CHILDREN, in years and knowledge young, Attend the counsels of my tongue: And peace to crown your mortal state: 4. To humble souls and broken hearts, HYMN 451. c. M. 1. HAPPY is he, whose early years Receive instruction well; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears 2. 'Tis easier work, if we begin 3. It saves us from a thousand snares, With joy it crowns succeeding years, 4. To thee, almighty God! to thee 'Twill please us, to look back and see, That our whole lives were thine! 5. Let the sweet work of pray'r and praise Employ our daily breath: Thus we're prepar'd for future days, HYMN 452. L. M. 1. NOW, in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator, God. Behold, the months come hast'ning on,. Ascends to God, not there to dwell, HYMN 453. s. M. WITH humble heart and tongue, Q let me learn, whilst I am young, 2. Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care; Help me to choose the path of truth, And fly from ev'ry snare. 3. My heart, to folly prone, Inspire with love divine; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 4. O let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ; 5. To what thy laws impart Be my whole will inclin'd; O let them dwell within my heart, 6. May thy young servant learn, HYMN 454. c. M. Prayer of the aged. 1. MY God, my everlasting hope! Thy hands have held my childhood up, 2. My frame was fashion'd by thy pow'r, And shows thy skill divine; And from my mother's painful hour, 3. Still has my life new wonders seen, 4. Cast me not off, when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise: And round me let thy glory shine, 1. HYMN 455 c. M. ETERNAL Sire, enthron'd on high! Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh: 2. Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, 4. Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim 5. That solemn day is hast'ning on; My friends, my youth's companions gone, 6. My God! O smooth the mortal hour; 7. Then let my soul, O gracious God! And in that sacred blest abode XXVI. THE TROUBLES OF LIFE. HYMN 456. p. M. 1. PRAISE to God, immortal praise |