1342.

1343.

3. Living stars to view be brought
In the boundless realms of thought;
High and infinite desires,

Flaming like those upper fires!
4. Holy Truth! Eternal Right,
Let them break upon my sight!
Let them shine serene and still,
And with light my being fill.

78.

1. THOU that dost my life prolong,
Kindly aid my morning song;
Thankful from my couch I rise,
To the God that rules the skies.
2. Gently, with the dawning ray,

On my soul Thy beams display;
Sweeter than the smiling morn,
Let Thy cheering light return.

7s.

1. In a land of strange delight
My transported spirit strayed :-
I awake where all is night,
Silence, solitude, and shade.

2. Is the dream of nature flown?
Is the universe destroyed?—
Man extinct, and I alone

FURNESS.

EDYFIELD.

Breathing through the formless void?

3. No; my soul, in God rejoice;

Through the gloom His light I see,
In the silence hear His voice,

And His hand is over me.

4. When I slumber in the tomb,

He will guard my resting-place;
Fearless, in the day of doom,
May I see Him face to face.

MONTGOMERY.

1. How pleasing is Thy voice,
O Lord, our heavenly King!
That bids the frosts retire,

And wakes the lovely spring!
The rains return, the ice distills,
And plains and hills forget to mourn.
2. The morn with glory crowned,
Thy hand arrays in smiles;
Thou bid'st the eve decline,
Rejoicing o'er the hills.

Soft suns ascend; the mild wind blows;
And beauty glows to earth's far end.
3. Thy showers make soft the fields ;
On every side behold

The ripening harvests wave

Their loads of richest gold!

The laborers sing with cheerful voice,
And, blest, rejoice in God, their King.
4. The thunder is His voice;

His arrows blazing fires;
He glows in yonder sun,

And smiles in starry choirs.

The balmy breeze His breath perfumes;
His beauty blooms in flowers and trees.

5. With life He clothes the spring;
The earth with summer warms;
He spreads the autumnal feast,
And rides in wint'ry storms.

1345.

His gifts divine through all appear,
And round the year His glories shine.

5s, 6s & 11s.

1. COME, let us anew our journey pursue,

Roll round with the year,

DWIGHT.

And never stand still, till the Master appear;
His adorable will let us gladly fulfill,

And our talents improve,

By the patience of hope, and the labor of love.

2. Our life is a dream; our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away,

And the fugitive moment refuses to stay;
The arrow is flown; the moment is gone;
The millennial year

Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's near.

3. O, that each, in the day of his coming, may say, "I have fought my way through;

I have finished the work Thou didst give me to do;" O, that each from his Lord may receive the glad word,

"Well and faithfully done;

Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne.”

1346.

11s & 9s.

C. WESLEY.

1. COME, let us ascend, my companion and friend,
To a taste of the banquet above:

If thy heart be as mine, if for Jesus it pine,
Come up into the chariot of love.

2. We in Jesus confide and are bold to outride
The storms of affliction beneath;

With the prophet we soar to the heavenly shore,
And outfly all the arrows of death.

3. By faith we are come to our permanent home;
By hope we the rapture improve:

By love we still rise, and look down on the skies,
For the heaven of heavens is love.

4. What a rapturous song, when the glorified throng In the spirit of harmony join!

Join all the glad choirs, hearts, voices, and lyres,
And the burden is-Mercy divine!

1. Go, when the morning shineth,
Go, when the noon is bright,

Go, when the eve declineth,
Go, in the hush of night;

C. WESLEY.

1348.

Go, with pure mind and feeling,
Put earthly thoughts away,
And, in God's presence kneeling,
Do thou in secret pray.

2. Remember all who love thee,
All who are loved by thee;
Pray, too, for those who hate thee,
If any such there be;
Then for thyself, in meekness,
A blessing humbly claim;
And blend with each petition
Thy great Redeemer's name.

3. Or, if 't is e'er denied thee
In solitude to pray,

Should holy thoughts come o'er thee,
When friends are round thy way,
E'en then, the silent breathing

Thy spirit lifts above,

Will reach His throne of glory,
Where dwells eternal love.

7s & 6s.

1. THE mellow eve is gliding
Serenely down the west;
So, every care subsiding,
My soul would sink to rest.
2. The woodland hum is ringing
The daylight's gentle close;
May angels round me, singing,
Thus hymn my last repose.
3. The evening star has lighted
Her crystal lamp on high;
So, when in death benighted,
May hope illume the sky.
4. In golden splendor dawning,
The morrow's light shall break;
O, on the last bright morning
May I in glory wake!

SACRED SONGS.

1. WHEN spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil,

When summer balmy showers refresh the mower's

toil;

When winter binds in frosty chains the fallow and the flood,

In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns his Maker

good.

2. The birds that wake the morning, and those that love the shade;

The winds that sweep the mountain, or lull the drowsy glade;

The sun that from his amber bower rejoiceth on his

way,

The moon and stars their Maker's name in silent

pomp display.

3. Shall man, the lord of nature, expectant of the sky, Shall man, alone unthankful, his little praise deny! No, let the year forsake his course, the seasons cease to be,

Thee, Father, must we always love-Creator! honor Thee.

4. The flowers of spring may wither, the hope of summer fade;

The autumn droop in winter, the bird forsake the

shade;

The winds be lulled-the sun and moon forget their old decree;

But we in nature's latest hour, O Lord, will cling to Thee!

HEBER.

1. THE leaves, around me falling,
Are preaching of decay,

The hollow winds are calling,
"Come, pilgrim, come away!"