985. 1. GREAT Maker of unnumbered worlds, And whom unnumbered worlds adore,Whose goodness all thy creatures share, While nature trembles at thy power,2. Thine is the hand that moves the spheres, That wakes the wind, and lifts the sea; And man, who moves the lord of earth, Acts but the part assigned by thee. 3. While suppliant crowds implore thine aid, 295. 1. THE Saviour lives, no more to die; 2. He lives, to still his servants' fears; 489. 1. RETURN, my wandering soul, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; 3. Return, my wandering soul, return; Thy dying Saviour bids thee live; Go, view his bleeding side, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4. Return, my wandering soul, return, And wipe away the falling tear; "Tis God who says, "No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 1134. 1. HE reigns! the Lord the Saviour reigns! 2. Deep are his counsels, and unknown; 3. In robes of judgment, lo! he comes, Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs ; Before him burns devouring fire; 288. 1. JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2. For thou, within no walls confined, Dost dwell within the humble mind; Such ever bring thee where they come, And, going, take thee to their home. 3. Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. b b bl LUTON. L. M. A-wake, my soul, awake, my tongue; My God demands the grateful song; A-wake, my soul, awake, my tongue; My God demands the grateful song; 93. 1. AWAKE, my soul! awake, my tongue! My God demands the grateful song; Let all my inmost powers record The wondrous mercy of the Lord. 2. Divinely free his mercy flows, Forgives my sins, allays my woes, 4. While all his works his praise proclaim, 720. 1. STAND up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus, thy great Captain, 's gone. 2. Hell and thy sins resist thy course: But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3. Then let my soul march boldly on,— Press forward to the heavenly gate; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4. There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 636. 1. FROM every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat; "Tis found before the mercy-seat. 2. There is a place where Jesus sheds 4. There, there, on eagle wings we soar, 364. 1. AS showers on meadows newly mown, While every grace maintains its bloom, 3. Nor let these blessings be confined 684. 1. O, WHERE is now that glowing love That marked our union with the Lord? Our hearts were fixed on things above, Nor could the world a joy afford. 2. Where is the zeal that led us then To make our Saviour's glory known? O, cast us not away, though vile: |