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Communion of Saints. Ps. 133.
1 BLEST are the sons of
Whose hearts and hopes are one,
Whose kind designs to serve and please
Through all their actions run.
2 Blest is the pious house
Where zeal and friendship meet;
Their songs of praise, their mingled vows,
Make their communion sweet.
3 Thus, when on Aaron's head
They poured the rich perfume,
The oil through all his raiment spread,
And pleasure filled the room.
4 Thus, on the heavenly hills,
The saints are blest above,
Where joy like morning dew distils,
And all the air is love.
PRINCE'S N. E. VERS.
Brotherly Love. Ps. 133.
1 BEHOLD, how good it is,
And what a joy to see,
When brethren with each other dwell
In love and unity!
2 'Tis like the precious oil
They poured on Aaron's head,
Which down his hair and garment flowed,
And fragrant odors spread.
3 Or as refreshing dew
On Hermon's mount distils;
Or like the pearly drops that shine
On Zion's joyful hills.
4 For there the Lord commands,
And doth his blessing give –
The foretaste of that blessedness
Which shall forever live.
1 HAIL, everlasting Prince of Peace!
Hail, Governor divine!
How gracious is thy sceptre's sway!
What gentle laws are thine!
2 His tender heart with love o'erflowed;
Love spoke in every breath;
Vigorous it reigned through all his life,
And triumphed in his death.
3 All these united charms he shows
Our frozen souls to move,
This proof of love to him demands
That we each other love.
4 O, be the sacred law fulfilled
In every act and thought,
Each angry passion far removed,
Each selfish view forgot!
5 Be thou, my heart, dilated wide.
By thy Redeemer's grace,
And in one grasp of fervent love
All earth and heaven embrace.
The Fear of God.
1 GREAT Author of all nature's frame,
Holy and reverend is thy name;
Against thee who shall lift his hand?
Before thy terrors who can stand?
2 But blest are they, O gracious Lord,
Who fear thy name, and keep thy word;
Thy wisdom guides, thy power defends
Their life, till life its journey ends.
3 0 that my soul, with awful sense
Of thy transcendent excellence,
May close the day, the day begin,
Watchful against each darling sin.
4 Never, O never from my heart,
May this great principle depart,
But act, with unabating power,
Within me to my latest hour!
Fortitude founded on godly Fear.
1 BLEST is the man who fears the Lord; His well-established mind,
In every varying scene of life,
Shall true composure find.
2 Oft through the deep and stormy sea
The heavenly footsteps lie;
But on a glorious world beyond
His faith can fix its eye.
3 Though dark his present prospects be,
And sorrows round him dwell,
Yet hope can whisper to his soul,
That all shall issue well.
4 Full in the presence of his God,
Through every scene he goes,
And, fearing him, no other fear
His steadfast bosom knows.
Submission to afflictive Providences.
1 NAKED as from the earth we came,
And crept to life at first,
We to the earth return again,
And mingle with our dust.
2 The dear delights we here enjoy,
And fondly call our own,
Are but short favors, borrowed now
To be repaid anon.
3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high,
Or sinks them in the grave;
He gives, and, -blessed be his name!
He takes but what he gave.
4 Peace, all our angry passions, then;
Let each rebellious sigh.
Be silent at his sovereign will,
And every murmur die.
5 If smiling mercy crown our lives,
Its praises shall be spread,
And we'll adore the justice, too,.
That strikes our comforts dead.
Fortitude and Trust.
1 WAIT on the Lord, ye heirs of hope,
And let his word support your souls ;
Well can he bear your courage up,
And all your foes and fears control.
2 He waits his own well-chosen hour,
The intended mercy to display ;
His fatherly compassion moves,
While wisdom dictates the delay.
3 Blest are the humble souls, that wait
With sweet submission to his will;
Harmonious all their passions move,
And in the midst of storms are still;
4 Still, till their Father's well-known voice
Wakens their silence into songs;
Then earth grows vocal with his praise,
And heaven the grateful shout prolongs.
Trust in God through all Changes.
1 FATHER divine, before thy view
All worlds, all creatures lie;
No distance can elude thy search,
No action 'scape thy eye.
2 From thee our vital breath we drew;
Our childhood was thy care;
And vigorous youth and feeble age
Thy kind protection share.