1 Safely through another week, 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face, Take away our sin and shame; |: From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. :|| 3 Here we come thy name to praise; May we feel thy presence near : May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear; ||: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. :|| J. NEWTON. 168 1 Closing Sabbath! Ah, how soon 2 What is the report it bears To the secret place of God? 3 God of Sabbaths, O, forgive : All thy gracious love designed, 1. Re-joice, ye righteous, in the Lord; This work be - longs Sing of his name, his ways, his word, How holy, just L. MASON. to you: and true! 1 Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord; 2 By his creative word of might, The heavenly arch was reared, And all the beauteous hosts of light At his command appeared. 3 He bade the mighty waters flow The swelling seas their limits know, 4 His works of nature and of grace, His mercy and his righteousness, 170 I. WATTS. 1 I sing the mighty power of God, That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The moon shines full at his command, 3 There's not a plant or flower below, 173 YOAKLEY. L. P. M. W. YOAKLEY. He made the sun, with beams so bright, He made the moon which shines by night, The glittering skies, that look so fair, With ev ery star that sparkles there. 1 Our God is good, and he is great; 2 The mountains and the rocks he made, 3 The lion and the tiger bold, The sheep and cattle of the fold, 174 1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare; 2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear, 3 Waked by thy touch, the morning sun Comes like a bridegroom from his And, like a giant, glad to run [bower, His bright career with speed and power: Thy flaming messenger, to dart Life through the depth of nature's heart. J. MONTGOMERY. 175 1 Thou art, O God, the life and light Of all this wondrous world we see ; Its glow by day, its smile by night, Are but reflections caught from thee; Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, And all things fair and bright are thine. 2 When night, with wings of starry gloom, O'ershadows all the earth and skies, Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume 1. God moves in a mysterious way, His won-ders He plants his foot - steps in the sea, And rides up - on the storm. 1 God moves in a mysterious way, 2 Deep in unfathomable mines He treasures up his bright designs, 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, 1 Since all the varying scenes of time O, who so wise to choose our lot, 2 Good when he gives,-supremely good,— Nor less when he denies; E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, 4 In thy fair book of life divine, HERVEY. 179 AMES. L. M. 43 22 S. NEUKOMM. 1. God of my life, whose gracious power Thro' varied scenes my soul hath led, 43 222 2 Or turned a - side the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sink - ing head. 1 Lord,my weak thought in vain would climb To search the starry vault profound; In vain would wing her flight sublime, To find creation's outmost bound. 2 But weaker yet that thought must prove To search thy great eternal plan,— Thy sovereign counsels, born of love Long ages ere the world began. 3 When my dim reason would demand 4 When doubts disturb my troubled breast, |