Had every monarch from his throne By Jesus' arm been hurld; The sceptre of the world ;- Had all the orient gems Blaz'd on their dia dems: Old Time had seen their power And wither like a flower. 3 This Jesus knew : and, ere the thorns Around his head were prest, He spread for all, and blest. Around this goblet's brim : THE MEMORY OF HIM. 1 O THOU who art above all height ! Our God, our Father, and our Friend! Beneath thy throne of love and light Let thine adoring children bend. 2 We kneel in praise,--that here is set A vine that by thy culture grew; We kneel in prayer—that thou wouldst wet Its opening leaves with heavenly dew. 3 Since this thy servant now hath given Himself, his powers, his hopes, his youth, To the great cause of truth and heaven; Be thou his guide, O God of truth! 4 Here may his doctrine drop like rain, His speech like Hermon's dew distil, Till green fields smile, and golden grain Ripe for the harvest, waits thy will. 5 And when he sinks in death ; by care, Or pain, or toil, or years opprest; O God! remember then our prayer; And take his spirit to thy rest. 499. L. M. Six Line. 1 ETERNAL Spirit, Source of light, Enlivening, consecrating Fire, Descend, and with celestial heat Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire; Our souls refine, our dross consume; Come, condescending Spirit, come! 2 In our cold breasts, O strike a spark Of that pure flame which seraphs feel! Nor let us wander in the dark, Or lie benumb'd and stupid still. Come, vivifying Spirit, come ! And make our hearts thy constant home. 3 Let pure devotion's fervors rise ! Let every pious passion glow! Kindle in our cold hearts below. 1 NO war nor battle's sound Was heard the world around, No hostile chiefs to combat ran; But peaceful was the night In which the Prince of light His reign of peace on earth began. 2 The shepherds on the lawn, Before the point of dawn, In social circle sat;-around, Their gentle, fleecy brood, Or cropp'd the flowery food, Or slept or sported on the ground. 3 When, lo! with ravish'd ears, Each swain sweet music hears, The offspring of no mortal hand;Divinely warbled voice, Answering the stringed noise, With rapture charm’d the listening hando 4 Sounds of so sweet a tone Before were never known, Save when the “sons of morning sung, While God dispos’d in air The constellations fair, And this great world amidst them hung. 5 “Hail! hail, auspicious morn! The Saviour Christ is born! Glory to God in heaven! 501. L. M. For all the blessings of the light: Beneath thine own almighty wings ! 2 Forgive me, Lord! through thy dear Son, The ill that I this day bave done; I, ere I sleep at peace may be. And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close! Sleep that shall me more vigorous make To serve my God when I awake. 4 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! 502. L. P. M. The extended trade, the fruitful skies, All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store; Which pours from every foreign shore; Science and art their charms display ; As truth and conscience point the way, 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs: Here still may God in mercy reign ; Crown our just counsels with success, With peace and joy our borders bless, And all our sacred rights maintain. 503. P. M. 8, 7, 4 s. Thanksgiving for Divine Mercy. 1 SOVEREIGN Lord of light and glory! Author of our mortal frame ! Joyfully we bow before thee, And extol thy holy name: Hallelujah! Ever sacred be the theme 2 Kind Dispenser of each blessing Which surrounds the human race! May we, gratefully possessing, Still adore thy boundless grace: Hallelujah! Praise to God, immortal praise ! 3 Thus, with humble adoration, We attend before thy throne ; Thine abundant mercy own: 4 In thy every dispensation, Love and mercy we descry! Thou, the God of our salvation, To preserve us still art nigh: Hallelujah! Glory be to God on high. * 31 |