532. ETERNAL Father, strong to save, O hear us when we cry to Thee Thus evermore shall rise to Thee sea. Amen. 533. THY presence, gracious God, afford; Prepare us to receive Thy word: Now let Thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixt with what we hear. Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, And crown Thy gospel with success. Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above; With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread. Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, And crown Thy gospel with success. To us Thy sacred word apply With sov'reign pow'r and energy; And may we, in Thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear. Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, 190 Zurich. 88.88.88. dd d 534. I'LL praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. Happy the man whose hopes rely And earth and seas, with all their His truth for ever stands secure; [train: He saves the oppressed, He feeds the poor, And none shall find His promise vain. The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind; He sends the labouring conscience He helps the stranger in distress, [peace; The widow and the fatherless, And grants the prisonersweet release. I'll praise Him while He lends me breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. 535. LET all the earth their voices raise, To sing and bless Jehovah's name : And all His saving works proclaim. He framed the globe, He built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there; His beams are majesty and light; His beauties how divinely bright! His temple, how divinely fair! Come, the great day the glorious hour, When earth shall feel His saving power, And barb'rous nations fear His name Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of His holiness, And in His courts His grace proclaim. Gotha. 9.8.9.8., or 8.7.8.7. by omitting the small notes. H.R.H. THE LATE PRINCE CONSORT. 536. THERE is a rest from sin and sorrow, Their fulness o'er the thirsty earth; They come its faded green restoring, They come to give new verdure birth. O not in vain the share is driven Down in the soft and yielding sod; In furrows deep, designed of Heaven, Is cast the precious seed of God. And not in vain the rod that chastens ; And not in vain the tears that flow; With winged speed the moment hastens, When thou the need of all shalt know. In wisely mingled joy and sadness, "Tis He that portions out thy cup. Trust in the Lord when flesh is failing, And slowly ebbs the faltering breath; His grace, o'er all thy sins prevailing, Sufficeth thee in life and death. 538. [Omit the small notes.] IN the Cross of Christ I glory; Gathers round its head sublime. Lo! it glows with peace and joy. When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the Cross the radiance streaming, Adds more lustre to the day. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. In the Cross of Christ I glory; Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. ABIDE with me, fast falls the eventide ; The darkness thickens: Lord, with me abide; [flee, When other helpers fail, and comforts Help of the helpless, O abide with me! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; [away; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me! Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord, Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come not to sojourn, but abide with me; Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me. I need Thy presence every passing hour,What but Thy grace can foil the tempt[er's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? [with me! Through cloud and sunshine, O abide I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitter ness. Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing Shine through the gloom, and point me eyes, [to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me! BEGONE, unbelief! Will surely appear : I smile at the storm. Though dark be my way, Since He is my guide, "Tis mine to obey, 'Tis His to provide: Though cisterns be broken, And creatures all fail, The word He hath spoken Shall surely prevail. His love, in time past, Forbids me to think He'll leave me at last In trouble to sink Each sweet Ebenezer ; I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure To help me quite through. |