324. C. M. Brotherly Love. -SWAIN. Woodland. 1 How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight, 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, When sorrow flows from eye to eye, 3 When free from self-exalting pride, Each can his brother's failings hide, 4 Love is the golden chain that binds And he's an heir of heaven that finds 325. C. M. Dedham. Brotherly Love. - WATTS. 1 Lo! what an entertaining sight Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite 2 Where streams of bliss, from Christ the spring, Descend to every soul; And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet, The trickling drops perfumed his feet, 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, Where God his milder glory shows, Christian Fellowship. -FAWCETT. 1 BLEST be the tie that binds 2 Before our Father's throne, Boylston. We pour our ardent prayers; 3 We share our mutual woes, Blessedness of Union. - Barbauld. 1 How blest the sacred tie that binds, Wilmer. How swift the heavenly course they run, 3 Together oft they seek the place 1 IN one fraternal bond of love, The saints below and saints above 2 Here, in their house of pilgrimage, 329. DIVINE ATTRIBUTES. C. P. M. The Love of God.-H. MoORE. Rapture. 1 My God, thy boundless love I praise ! It streams from thine eternal throne; 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, 3 But in the gospel it appears And charms the ravished breast: 4 Then let the love that makes me blest And all my thoughts and passions tend 330. 331. C. M. St. Ann's. CHURCH PSALMODY. God's Love unchangeable. 1 FAITHFUL, O Lord, thy mercies are; 2 Throughout the universe it reigns, And while thy truth, O God, remains, S. M. St. Thomas. God's Mercies. -WATTS. 1 My soul, repeat his praise, 2 High as the heavens are raised 3 His power subdues our sins; Far as the east is from the west, Power, Wisdom, and Goodness. -WATTS. 1 WE sing the mighty power of God, 2 We sing the wisdom that ordained Marlow. The moon shines full at his command, 3 We sing the goodness of the Lord, 4 Lord! how thy wonders are displayed, If we survey the ground we tread, 1 THERE's not a star whose twinkling light And cheers the silent gloom of night, 2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil And clothe with verdure vale and hill, 3 There's not a place in earth's vast round, Where skill and wisdom are not found, |