HYMN 575. C. M. Gratitude. HOW chang'd the face of nature shows, How gay the rural scene! A fairer bloom the flowers disclose, The meads a livelier green. 2 While beauty clothes the fertile vale, 3 And bark! the feather'd warblers sing! 4 How kind the influence of the skies! 50 let my wondering heart confess, The bounteous hand that deigns to bless 6 That bounteous hand my thoughts adore, Beyond expression kind, Hath sweeter, nobler gifts in store, 7 That hand, in this hard heart of mine And kindly showers of grace divine 8 O God of nature, God of grace. Thy heavenly gifts impart ; 9 Inspir'd to praise I then shall join THE MRS. STEELe. HYMN 576. L. M. The Resurrection. Matt. xxviii. 2-4. HE silent noon of night was past, 5 Like light'nings fire his count'nance beam'd, 7 Soon to the earth the seraph came, 8 With radiant glory compass'd round, The prostrate seraph licks the ground, 9 How chang'd the scene !—of late, the mirth But now, while they lie stretch'd on earth, 10 Behold yon tyrant! stript and bare, 11 Well may'st thou wail! the time draws nigh, When thou, with all thy pow'r shalt die, And all thy captives leave the tomb. THO HYMN 577. C. Widow. HO' faint and sick, and worn away My widow'd feet are doom'd to stray, 2 Be Thou, O Lord! my Saviour still- I know that perfect is Thy will, 3 I know the soul that trusts in Thee 4 Then, keep me, Lord! where'er I go- and woe, 5 To give my weakness strength, O God! And though thou chasten with thy rod, J. M. G. E. W-G. HYMN 578. C. M. The Condescension of God. Kings viii. 27. ETERNAL pow'r, almighty God, 2 Before the radiance of thine eye 3. Great God, and wilt thou condescend To this vile world thy notice bend, 4 But oh! to shew thy smiling face, 5 How strange! how awful is thy love! Not all the exalted minds above 6 While golden harps, and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God, permit our humble songs MRS. STEELE. |