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57. C. M. Offices of Christ prophetically described. Isa. xxix. 18, 24. 1 HARK the glad sound! the Saviour comes,
The Saviour promis'd long !
every voice a song.
Exerts its sacred fire;
His holy breast inspire.
In Satan's bondage held;
The iron setters yield.
To clear the mental ray;
To pour celestial day.
The bleeding soul to cure;
T enrich the humble poor.
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
With thy beloved name.
Its peopled realms, and wealthy stores;
The waves are ramparts to the shores.
2 But who shall reach thine holy place,
Or who, O Lord, ascend thine hill ? The pure in heart shall see thy face,
The perfect man that doth thy will.
To idols never bent the knee,
Redeem'd, and own'd, and kept by Thee.
For the Dedication of a Place of Worship. Ps. lxxxvii. 5. 1 AND will the great eternal God
On earth establish his abode ?
Regard our temples as his own?
Long may they echo with thy praise;
With choicest blessings of thy grace. 3 And in the great transcendant day,
When God the nations shall survey,
The Types and Prophecies fulfilled in Christ. Rom. x. 4.
1 Pet. i. 19. John i. 24.
Behold the great Messiah come!
2 Abrah’m, the saint, rejoic'd of old
When visions of the Lord he saw ;
3 The types bore witness to his name,
Obtain d their chief design and ceas'd;
The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4 Predictions in abundance meet,
To join their blessings on his head;
Praise. Psa. lxxii. 18, 19. Isa. xliv. 23 1 SURE thy name is Wonderful
Counsellor, the mighty God, Whom the heavenly hosts adore,
Praise we through the earth abroad. 2 Thou the Godhead bearing down
To the sight of mortal man, Flesh in form, and God in power,
Suited art to all thy plan. 3 Center'd in thy lovely face, Judgment, mercy, both
appear; All the Father's honour meets,
All his glory triumphs here. 4 Thou that Prophet art and King,
Thou the Priest foretold to rise : Thou the sacrificer art,
Thou too art the sacrifice.
5 Lamb of God, that once was slain,
Bleeding on the painful tree;
We adore thy majesty,
Wonderful art thou in love ;
Be thou all our heaven above.
62. L. M.
An Evening Hymn.
Slow o'er the west the shadows rise ;
And night's dark mantle veils the skies. 2 Another fleeting day is gone,
Swift from the records of the year;
Life's fading visions disappear. 3 Another fleeting day is gone,
To join the fugitives before;
Shall sleep, in time to wake no more. 4 Another fleeting day is gone:
But soon a fairer day shall rise,
Shall pour its light o'er cloudless skice. 5 Another fleeting day is gone;
In solemn silence rest, my soul;
1 AWAKE, each soul! and with the sun
The daily stage of duty run;
To pay the morning sacrifice. 2 By influence of the light divine
Let our own light to others shine ;
In ardent love and cheerful praise. 3 Lord! we our vows to thee renew,
Scatter our sins as morning dew!
And with thyself our spirits fill. 4 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All we design, or do, or say;
In thy sole glory may unite.
And hast refresh'd us while we slept :
The Word made Flesh. John i. 14. 1 John i. 2.
1 MORTALS awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay; Joy, love and gratitude combine
To hail th’ auspicious day.