Give us a meek and humble mind, Still equal and serene. 6 Then will we close our eyes in death, 288. 7s. J. TAYLOR. Glory to God. 1 GLORY be to God on high, 4 Glorious being! from thy throne 289. 7s. SALISBURY COLL 1 HOLY, holy, holy Lord! 2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, 3 There no tongue shall silent be; That through heaven's capacious round Praise to thee may ever sound. 4 Lord, thy mercies never fail ; Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Holy, holy, holy Lord! Be thy glorious name adored. 290. S. M. Mrs. OPIE. Praise of God peculiarly due from Man. 1 THERE seems a voice in every gale, A tongue in every opening flower, Which tells, O Lord! the wondrous tale Of thy indulgence, love, and power. 2 The birds that rise on soaring wing Appear to hymn their Maker's praise, And all the mingling sounds of spring To thee a general pæan raise. 3 And shall our voice, Great God, alone Be mute 'midst nature's loud acclaim? No; let our hearts with answering tone Breathe forth in praise thy holy name. 291. C. M. ANONYMOUS. Praise for Divine Goodness. 1 LIFT up to God the voice of praise, 2 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Our feeble frame, encompass'd round 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 5 Lift up to God the voice of praise, at lights through darkest shades of death, o realms of endless day! 292. S. M. WATTS. Praise for preserving Grace. 1 TO God the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, 5 To our Redeemer God Wisdom and power belong, 293. 78. MONTGOMERY. Glory to God in the Highest. 1 SONGS of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 2 Heaven and earth must pass away, 3 And will man alone be dumb, 4 Saints below, with heart and voice, 5 Borne upon the latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Songs of praise their powers employ. 294. C. M. HEGINBOTHAM. Praising God in Life and Death. Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 In each bright hour of peace and hope, And sanctifies our joy. 3 When gloomy care or keen distress Invades our throbbing breast, Our tongues shall learn to speak thy praise, And sooth our pains to rest. 4 Nor shall our tongues alone proclaim Our lives, with all our active powers, 5 And though these lips shall cease to move, 6 Then shall our powers in endless strains The theme demands an angel's tongue, THE CHRISTIAN LIFE AND CHARACTER. 295. S. M. WATTS. 1 BEHOLD! what wondrous grace 2 'Tis no surprising thing, That we should be unknown; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made: But when we see our Saviour here, 4 A hope so much divine May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 5 If in our Father's love We share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove, 6 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne; 296. S. M. DODDRIDGE. Vital union with Christ. I DEAR Saviour, we are thine By everlasting bonds: Our hearts, our souls we would resign, 2 To thee we still would cleave 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head; 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay; 5 Since Christ and we are one, |