Hymnal of the Methodist Epsicopal Church: With Tunes

DUKE STREET. L. M.

JOHN HATTON.

1103

God, the nation's guardian.

1 GREAT God! beneath whose piercing eye
The earth's extended kingdoms lie;
Whose favoring smile upholds them all,
Whose anger smites them, and they fall;

2 We bow before thy heavenly throne;
Thy power we see, thy greatness own;
Yet, cherished by thy milder voice,
Our bosoms tremble and rejoice.

3 Thy kindness to our fathers shown
Their children's children long shall own;
To thee, with grateful hearts, shall raise
The tribute of exulting praise.

4 Led on by thine unerring aid, Secure the paths of life we tread; And, freely as the vital air,

Thy first and noblest bounties share.

5 Great God, our Guardian, Guide, and Friend!

O still thy sheltering arm extend;
Preserved by thee for ages past,
For ages let thy kindness last!

BOLTON. 7, 6.

JOHN WALSH,

When Jesus deigned in Cana's hall
To bless the marriage day!

2 And happy was the bride,

And glad the bridegroom's heart, For he who tarried at their side Bade grief and ill depart.

3 His gracious power divine
The water vessels knew;

And plenteous was the mystic wine
The wondering servants drew.

4 O Lord of life and love,

Come thou again to-day;

And bring a blessing from above
That ne'er shall pass away.

5 O bless, as erst of old,

The bridegroom and the bride;

Bless with the holier stream that flowed Forth from thy piercéd side.

6 Before thine altar-throne

This mercy we implore:

As thou dost knit them, Lord, in one, So bless them evermore.

SIR HENRY W. BAKER.

ST. PETERSBURG. L. M. 61.

DIMITRI S. BORTNIANSKY.

1108 For those in peril on the sea.
1 ETERNAL Father! strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
O hear us when we cry to thee
For those in peril on the sea.

2 O Christ! whose voice the waters heard,
And hushed their raging at thy word,
Who walkedst on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
O hear us when we cry to thee
For those in peril on the sea.

3 O Holy Spirit! who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
O hear us when we cry to thee
For those in peril on the sea.

4 0 Trinity of love and power!
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.

WILLIAM WHITING.

[7, 6, 8. Tune, Penitence. Page 204.]

1109 Safe with Jesus in the ship.

1 LORD of earth, and air, and sea, Supreme in power and grace,

Under thy protection we

Our souls and bodies place.

Bold an unknown land to try,
We launch into the foaming deep;
Rocks, and storms, and deaths defy,
With Jesus in the ship.

2 Who the calm can understand, In a believer's breast?

In the hollow of His hand

Our souls securely rest:

Winds may rise, and seas may roar;
We on his love our spirits stay;
Him with quiet joy adore
Whom winds and seas obey.

CHARLKS WESLEY.

[8. Tune, Desire. Page 399.]

1110 He holdeth the waters in his hand.

1 0 THOU, who hast spread out the skies, And measured the depths of the sea, Our incense of praise shall arise

In joyous thanksgiving to thee.
Forever thy presence is near,
Though heaves our bark far from the
land;

We ride on the deep without fear;
The waters are held in thy hand.

2 Eternity comes in the sound Of billows that never can sleep; Jehovah encircles us round;

Omnipotence walks on the deep. Our Father, we look up to thee, As on toward the haven we roll; And faith in our Pilot shall be An anchor to steady the soul.

HANNAH F. GOULD.

GRATITUDE.

L. M.

REV. AMI BOST, ARR. BY THOMAS HASTINGS.

1111

For mariners.

1 WHILE o'er the deep thy servants sail,
Send thou, O Lord, the prosperous gale;
And on their hearts, where'er they go,
O let thy heavenly breezes blow.

2 If on the morning's wings they fly,
They will not pass beyond thine eye:
The wanderer's prayer thou bend'st to hear,
And faith exults to know thee near.

3 When tempests rock the groaning bark,
O hide them safe in Jesus' ark;
When in the tempting port they ride,
O keep them safe at Jesus' side.

4 If life's wide ocean smile or roar,
Still guide them to the heavenly shore;
And grant their dust in Christ may sleep,
Abroad, at home, or in the deep.