Then look propitious from thy throne, And take this temple for thine own. 2 These walls we to thine honour raise [name, Long may they echo in thy praise; And thou, descending, fill the place With the rich tokens of thy grace. Scatter'd his gifts on men below, 6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall The spring whence all these blessings Pastors and people shout his praise, F HYMN 100. (L M.) Do thou their anxious souls enlarge; To them thy sacred truth reveal, 6 Let sinners break their massy chains,] 3 Here may the great Redeemer reign, MISSIONS. HYMN 102. (L. M.) JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more 2 To him shall endless prayer be made, And praises throng to crown his head; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms, of ev'ry tongue And all the sons of want are blest. Psalm cxvii. Let light through distant realms be And truth eternal is thy word; [shore, spread, And Zion rear her drooping head CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. Thy praise shall scund from shore to 0 (L. M.) SPIRIT of the Living God! 2 Give longues of fire and hearts of love,No sacred beams, no radiance mid, To preach the reconciling word ; Dispel their dreary night. Give power and unction from above, 5 Thou, who didst lighten Zion's hill Where'er the joyful sound is heard. On Carmel who didst shine, 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; Our deserts let thy glory fill, Confusion, order, in thy path; Thy excellence divine ! Souls without strength inspire with 6 Like Lebanon, in tow'ring pride, might : May all our forests smile; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. And may our borders blossom wide, Like Sharon's fruitful soil! 4 Convert the nations ; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record ; HYMN 107. (II. 6.) The name of Jesus glorify, Till ev'ry people call him Lord. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, HYMN 105. (II. 1.) Where Afric's sunny fountains For Missions to the new settlements in Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, the United States. From many a palmy plain, Their land from error's chain 2 What though the spicy breezes Their ancient honies, their friends in Though ev'ry prospect pleases, Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle ; Sent forth the heralds of thy truth, And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness Bows down to wood and stone. Shall we, to men benighted 3 And O! may we repay this debt The lamp of life deny? To regions solitarý yet Salvation ! oh, Salvation ! Within our spreading land ! The joyful sound proclaim, Has learnt Messiah's name ! 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, Till, like a sea of glory Till o'er our ransom'd nature The Lamb for sinners slain, In bliss returns to reign. HYMN 106. (C.M.) HYMN 108. (L. M.) For the Jews. DISOWN'D of heaven, by man op. prest, On Sharon's fertile plains, once shone Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground The glory, pure and bright: Wherefore should Israel's sons, once 2 'rom thence its mild and cheering ray blest, Stream'd forth from land to land ; Still roam the scoring world around ? And empires now behold its day, 2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race, And still its beams expand. Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring; 3 Its brightest splendours, darting west, Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, Our bappy shores illume; And hail in Christ their promis'd King. Our farther regions, once unblest, 3 The veil of darkness rend in twain Now like a garden bloom : Which hides their Shiloh's glorious 4 But ah! our desert deep and wild The sever'd elive branch again (light; See not this heavenly light; Firm to its parent stock unite. COM 'Hail, glorious day, expected long! Congregation. When Jew and Greek one prayer Great God, accept their infant songs ; shall pour, To thee alone their praise belongs. With eager feet one temple throng, Both. With grateful praise one God adore. 5 Lord, bid this work of love HYMN 109. (IV. 1.) Be crown'd with meet success ; May thousands yet unborn, This institution bless : Thy works, God of praise ! Thus shall the praise resound to thee, How just, King of saints, Now, and through all eternity. And true, are thy ways! HYMN 111 (III. 1) O who shall not fear thee, And honour thy name! GLORY to the Father give, Thou only art holy, God in wliom we move and live Thou only supreme! Children's prayers he deigns to bear, Children's songs delight his ear. 2 To nations long dark Thy light shall be shown; 2 Glory to the Son we bring, Their worship and vows Christ our Prophet, Priest, and Kingi Shall come to thy throne : Children, raise your sweetest strain, Thy truth and thy judgments To the Lamb, for he was slain. Shall spread all abroad, 3 Glory to the Holy Ghost, Till earth's ev'ry people He reclaims the sinner lost; Confess thee their God. Children's minds may he inspire, Touch their tongues with holy fire To the blessed Trinity, For the word that “God is Jove." (C. M.) HOME let our voices join, In one glad song of praise ; WI He chose an humble birth; Like us unhonour'd and unknown, Our grateful hearts we raise : He came to dwell on earth : 2 Like him, may we be found below To God alone your praisa belongs ; In wisdom's paths of peace;. His love demands your earliest songs. Like him, in grace and knowledge grow Children. As years and strength increase. 2 Now we are taught to read 3 Sweet were his words and kind his look, The book of life divine; When mothers round him press'd; Where vur Redeemer's love, Their infants in his arms he took, And on his bosom bless'd; 4 Safe from the world's alluring harns, To God alone the praise is due, Beneath his watehful eye, Who sends his word to us and you. O, thus encircled in his arms, May we for ever lie! HYMN 113. (L. M.) 3 Within these hallow'd walls, Our wand'ring feet are brought; LORD, bow delightful 'tis to see Where pray'r and praise ascend, A whole assembly worship thee : And heavenly truths are taught : At once they sing, at once they pray; They hear of heaven, and learn the way. Congregation. 2 I have been there, and still would go, To God alone your off 'rings bring; 'Tis like a little heaven below; Here in his church his praises sing. Not all that earth and sin can say Children, Shall tempt me to forget this day. 4 For blessings such as these, 3 O write upon my mem'ry, Lord, Our gratitude receive; The text and doctrine of thy word; word, here accept our hearts, That I may break thy laws no inore, "Tís all that we can give : But love thee better than before 4 With thoughts of Christ and things, Deignst to make thy humble dwelling divine, With the poor of humble mind. Fill up this sinful heart of mine'; 2 As thy love, through all creation, That, hoping pardon through his blood, Beams like thy diffusive light; I may lie down and wake with God So the high and humble station HYMN 114. (C. M.) Both are equal in thy sight. MERCY, descending from above, 3 Thus thy care, for all providing, In softest accents pleads; Warm’d thy faithful prophet's tongue O may each tender bosom move, Who, the lot of all deciding, When mercy intercedes ! To thy chosen Israel sung: 2 Children our kind protection claim, 4 When thy harvest yields thee pleasure And God will well approve, Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind ; When infants learn to lisp his name, To the poor belongs the treasure And their Creator love. Of the scatter'd ears behind. 3 Delightful work! young souls to win, Chorus. And turn the rising race These thy God ordains to bless From the deceitful paths of sin, The widow and the fatherless. To seek their Saviour's face, 5 When thine olive plants increasing, 4 Almighty God! thine influence shed Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, To aid this blest design; Grateful, thou shalt take the blessing, The honour of thy name be spread, But not search the bough again. And all the glory thine. Chorus. These, &c. 6 When thy favour'd vintage flowing, CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. Gladdens thine autumnal scene, HYMN 115. (C. M.) Own the bounteous hand bestowing, But thy vines the poor shall glean BLEST is the man whose soft’ning all Chorus. [heart These, &c. To whom the supplicating eye 7 Still we read thy word declaring Is never rais'd in vain : Mercy, Lord, thine own decree; 2 Whose breast responds with gen'rous Mercy, ev'ry sorrow sharing, A stranger's wo to feel; (warmth, Warms the heart resembling thee. Who weeps in pity o'er the wound 8 Still the orphan and the stranger, Still the widow owns thy care; · He wants the pow'r to heal. Screen'd by thee in every danger, 3 To gentle offices of love Heard by thee in every prayer. Hallelujah. Amen TO BE USED AT SEA. 4 To him protection shall be shown ; HYMN 118. And mercy, from above, (L. M.) Descend on those who thus fulfil G COD of the seas! thine awful voice The Christian law of love. Bids all the rolling wavés rejoice HYMN 116. (C. M.) And one soft word of thy command Can sink them silent on the sand. ICH are the joys which cannot die, 2 The smallest fish that swims the seas, Treasures beyond the changing sky, Sportful, to thee a tribute pays; And largest monsters of the deep, At thy command, or rage or sleep. 3 Thus is thy glorious power ador'd Among the wat’ry nations, Lord ! In the fair fertile fields above Yet men, who trace tbe dangerous waves, To ample harvests grow. Forget the mighty God who saves ! 3 The mite my willing hands can give, HYMN 119. (IV. 5.) At Jesus' feet I lay; Grace shall the humblé gift receive, « Save, Lord! or we perish.” Matt viii. 25. Abounding grace repay. HYMN 117. (III. 3.) WHEN through the tor sail the wild tempest is ORD of life, all praise excelling, When c'er the dark wave the red light ving is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman Bethesda’s bath refus'd to save, to cherish, Unless an angel bless'd the wave. We fly to our Maker: "Save, Lord ! 3 All med'cines act by thy decree, or we perish.” Receive commission all from thee; 20 Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of And not a plant which spreads the plains, the billow, But teems with health, when Heaven Arous'd by the shriek of despair from ordains. thy pillow, 4 Clay and Siloam's pool, we find, Now seated in glory, the mariner cherish, At heaven's command restor’d the blind; Who cries in his anguish,“ Save, Lord ! And Jordan's waters hence were seen or we perish.” To wash a Syrian leper clean. 3 And 0! when the whirlwind of pas- 5 But grant me nobler favours still, sion is raging, When sin in our hearts its wild warfare Purge my foul soul from every stain, Grant me to know and do thy will; is waging, And save me from eternal pain. Then send down thy Spirit thy ransom'd to cherish, 6 Can such a wretch for pardon sue? Rebuke the destroyer ; “Save, Lord ! My crimes, my crimes arise in view, or we perish.” Arrest my trembling tongue in prayer, HYMN 120. (C. M.) And pour the horrors of despair. Which may be used at Sea or on Land. 7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs, LO ORD! for the just thou dost provide, My tortur'd breast, my streaming eyes ; Thou art their sure defence ! To me thy boundless love extend, Eternal wisdom is their guide, My God, my Father, and my Friend. Their help, Omnipotence. 8 These lovely names I ne'er could plead, 2 Though they through foreign lands Had not thy Son vouchsaf'd to bleed should roam, His blood procures our fallen race And breathe the tainted air Admittance to the throne of grace. In burning climates, far from home, 9 When sin has shot its poison'd dart, Yet thou, their God, art there. And conscious guilt corrodes the heart, 3 Thy goodness sweetens ev'ry soil, His blood is all-sufficient found Makes every country please : To draw the shaft and heal the wound. Thou on the snowy hills dost smile, And smooth'st the rugged seas! 10 What arrows pierce so deep as sin ? 4 When waves on waves, to heaven Thou great Physician of the soul, What venom gives such pain within ? Defy'd the pilot's art; [uprear’d, Rebuke my pangs, and make me whole. When terror in each face appear'd, And sorrow in each heart; 11 0! if I trust thy sov’reign skill, And bow submissive to thy will, 5 To thee I rais'd my humble prayer, Sickness and death shall both agree To snatch me from the grave! I found thine ear not slow to hear, To bring me, Lord, at last to thee Nor short thine arm to save ! HYMN 122. (C. M.) 6 Thou gav'st the word—the winds did On Recovery from Sickness. The storms obey thy will, cease, WI VHEN we are rais'd from deep disThe raging sea was hush'd in peace, Our God deserves our song; (tress, And ev'ry wave was still ! We take the pattern of ou 7 For this my life, in every state, From Hezekiah's tongue. A life of praise shall be ; 2 The gates of the devouring grave And death, when death shall be my fate, Are open'd wide in vain, Shall join my soul to thee. If he that holds the keys of death Command them fast again. 3 When he but speaks the healing word, Then no disease withstands; WHEN dangers, woes, or death are Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, Past mercies teach me where to fly: And fly, as he commands. Thine arın, Almighty God, can aid, 4 If haif the strings of life should break. When sickness grieves,and pains invade. He can our frame restore, 2 To all the various helps of art And cast our sins behind his back, Kindly thy healing power impart; And they are found no more. |