3 In honour to his name, Reflect that sacred light; And loud that grace proclaim,
Which makes thy darkness bright; Pursue his praise,
Till sovereign love, In worlds above, The glory raise.
4 There, on his holy hill, A brighter sun shall rise, And, with his radiance, fill Those fairer, purer skies; While, round his throne, Ten thousand stars, In nobler spheres, His influence own.
1 SAVIOUR! visit thy plantation; Grant us, Lord! a gracious rain: All will come to desolation,
Unless thou return again.
2 Keep no longer at a distance ;— Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent,
Make us prevalent in prayers; Let each one, esteemed thy servant, Shun the world's enticing snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power; Turn the stony heart to flesh; And begin, from this good hour, To revive thy work afresh.
Future Peace and Glory of Zion.
1 HEAR what God, the Lord, hath spoken;
"O my people! faint and few,
Comfortless, afflicted, broken,- Fair abodes I build for you: Scenes of heart-felt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways:
You shall name your walls-Salvation,- And your gates shall all be praise." 2 There, like streams that feed the garden, Pleasures, without end, shall flow; For the Lord, your faith rewarding, All his bounty shall bestow: Still, in undisturbed possession, Peace and righteousness shall reign; Never shall you feel oppression— Hear the voice of war again.
3 Ye, no more your suns declining, Waning moons no more shall see; But, your griefs for ever ending, Find eternal noon in me:
God will rise, and, shining o'er you, Change to day the gloom of night; He, the Lord, will be your glory,— God your everlasting light.
1 WOULD you win a soul to God? Tell him of a Saviour's blood, Once for dying sinners spilt, To atone for all their guilt.
2 Tell him how the streams did glide, From his hands, his feet, his side,- How his head, with thorns, was crowned, And his heart in sorrow drowned :-
3 How he yielded up his breath, How he agonized in death, How he lives to intercede,- Christ, our advocate and head.
4 Tell him,-it was sovereign grace Led thee first to seek his face; Made thee choose the better part, Wrought salvation in thy heart. 5 Tell him of that liberty Wherewith Jesus makes us free; Sweetly speak of sins forgiven, Earnest of the joys of heaven.
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Fountain of Life.
1 SEE, from Zion's sacred mountain, Streams of living water flow! God has opened there a fountain That supplies the plains below: They are blessed,
Who its sovereign virtues know.
2 Through ten thousand channels, flowing, Streams of mercy find their way; Life, and health, and joy bestowing, Making all around look gay:
Hail the long-expected day.
3 Gladdened by the flowing treasure, All-enriching as it goes;
Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure,— Buds and blossoms as the rose:
Sings for joy where'er it flows.
4 Trees of life, the banks adorning, Yield their fruit to all around; Those who eat are saved from mourning, Pleasure comes, and hopes abound; Fair their portion!--
Endless life, with glory crowned.
Christ receiving Children.
1 SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, With all-engaging charms!
Hark! how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms!
2 "Permit them to approach,” he cries, "Nor scorn their humble name; For 't was to bless such souls as these, The Lord of angels came."
3 We bring them, Lord! in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee; Joyful that we ourselves are thine,— Thine let our offspring be.
4 Ye little flock! with pleasure hear,― Ye children! seek his face; And fly, with transports, to receive The blessings of his grace.
5 If orphans they are left behind, Thy guardian care we trust;- That care shall heal our bleeding hearts, If weeping o'er their dust.
1 O LORD! encouraged by thy grace, We bring our infant to thy throne; Give it within thy heart a place,
Let it be thine, and thine alone.
2 Wash it from every stain of guilt, And let this child be sanctified; Lord! thou canst cleanse it, if thou wilt, And all its native evils hide.
3 We ask not, for it, earthly bliss, Or earthly honors, wealth or fame: The sum of our request is this- That it may love and fear thy name.
4 This infant, we by faith commit To thy kind love and guardian care; We lay it at the Saviour's feet,
He will not let it perish there.
1 HOW large the promise-how divine, To Abra'm and his seed!
"I'll be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need."
2 The words of his extensive love, From age to age, endure;
The angel of the covenant proves, And seals the blessings sure.
3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our forefathers given;
He takes young children in his arms, And calls them heirs of heaven.
4 Our God,-how faithful are his ways! His love endures the same;
Nor, from the promise of his grace, Blots out the children's name.
Christ blessing Children.
1 THE Saviour kindly calls
Our children to his breast;
He holds them in his gracious arms;- Himself declares them blest.
2 "Let them approach," he cries, "Nor scorn their humble claim; The heirs of heaven are such as these,- For such as these I came."
3 With joy we bring them, Lord! Devoting them to thee, Imploring, that, as we are thine, Thine may our offspring be.
The Saviour blessing Children.
1 WHEN Jesus left the throne of God, He chose an humble birth;
A man of grief, like, us he trod A lonely path on earth.
2 Like him, may we be found below, In wisdom's paths of peace;
Like him, in grace and knowledge, grow, As years and strength increase.
3 Sweet were his words, and kind his look, When mothers round him pressed; Their infants, in his arms, he took, And on his bosom blessed.
4 When Jesus into Salem rode,
The children sang around;
For joy, hey plucked the palms, and strewed Their garments on the ground.
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