Page images


Ask the Father's wisdom, how?
Him who did the means ordain,.
Angels round our altars bow
To search it out, in vain.

2. Sure and real is the grace,

The manner be unknown;
Only meet us in thy ways,
And perfect us in one.
Let us taste the heav'nly powr's,
Lord, we ask for nothing more :
Thine to bless, 'tis only ours
To wonder and adore.


Hymn 386. P. M.

RAW near ye blood-besprinkled race, And take what God vouchsafes to give, The outward sign of inward grace, Ordain'd by Christ himself, receive : The sign transmits the perfect right, The grace is by the means apply'd. 2. Sure pledges of his dying love, Receive this sacramental meat, And feel the virtue from above,


The flesh of thy Redeemer eat; Drink with the wine his healing blood, And feast on the Incarnate God..

Hymn 387. c. M.

OME, Holy Ghost, thine influ❜nce shed,
And realize the sign,

Thy life infuse into the bread,
Thy pow'r into the wine.

2. Effectual let the tokens prove,
And made by heavenly art,
Fit channels to convey thy love
To ev'ry faithful heart.






Hymn 388. L. M.

OD of the morning, at whose voice
The cheerful sun makes haste to rise,
And like a giant doth rejoice

To run his journey through the skies.
2. From the fair chambers of the east
The circuit of his race begins,
And without weariness or rest

Round the whole earth he flies and shines.

3. Oh, like the sun, may I fulfil


Th' appointed duties of the day,
With ready mind, and active will,

March on, and keep my heav'nly way..

Hymn 389. c. M.

ONCE more, my soul, the rising day

Salutes thy waking eyes;

Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
To him who rules the skies.

2. Night unto night his name repeats,
The day renews the sound,
Wide as the heav'n on which he sits,
To turn the seasons round.

3. Great God, let all my hours be thine,
Whilst I enjoy the light;
Then shall my sun in smiles decline,
And bring a pleasant night.

Hymn 390. c. M.

M'And gave me sweet repose :

God was with me all the night,

His angels watch'd me while I slept,
Or I had never rose.

2. Now for the mercies of the night
My humble thanks I'll pay ;
And unto God I'll dedicate
The first fruits of the day.

3. In pressing dangers, fears and death
Thy goodness I'll adore;

And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

4. My life, if thou preserv'st my life,
Thy sacrifice shall be ;

And death, when death must be my lot,
Shall join my soul to thee.



Hymn 391. s. и.

E lift our hearts to thee,
O Day-Star from on high!
The sun itself is but thy shade,
Yet cheers both earth and sky.

2. O let thy orient beams

The night of sin disperse,
The mists of error and of vice,
Which shade the universe.

3. How beauteous nature now!
How dark and sad before!

With joy we view the pleasing change,
And nature's God adore.

4. O may no gloomy crime
Pollute the rising day!
May Jesu's blood like ev'ning dew
Wash all our sins away.

5. May we this life improve,

To mourn for errors past;
And live this short revolving day,
As if it were our last.


Hymn 392. L. M.

M Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new:

Y God, how endless is thy love!

And morning mercies from above,

Gently descend like early dew.

2. Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sov'reign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
3. I yield myself to thy command;

To thee devote my nights and days;
Perpetual blessings from thy hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.




Hymn 393. L. M.

HUS far the Lord has led me on,
Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days;
And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known
Some fresh memorial of his grace.

2. Much of my time has run to waste,
And I perhaps am near my home;
But he forgives my follies past

And gives me strength for days to come.

3. I lay my body down to sleep,

Peace is the pillow for my head;
While well-appointed angels keep
Their watchful stations round my bed.

4. In vain the sons of earth or hell

Tell me a thousand frightful things;
My God in safety makes me dwell
Beneath the shadow of his wings.



Hymn 394. c. M.

READ Sov'reign, let my evening song
Like holy incense rise;

Assist the off'rings of my tongue
To reach the lofty skies.

2. Through all the dangers of the day
Thy hand was still my guard,
And still to drive my wants away,
Thy mercy stood prepar'd.
3. Perpetual blessings from above,
Encompass me around;

But O how few returns of love
Hath my Creator found!

4. What have I done for him who dy'
To save my wretched soul?

How are my follies multiply'd,
Fast as the minutes roll.

[ocr errors]

5. Lord, with this guilty heart of mine,
To thy dear cross I flee,
And to thy grace my soul resign,
To be renew'd by thee.


Hymn 395. c. M.

LL praise to him who dwells in bliss
Who made both day and night;
Whose throne is in the great abyss
Of uncreated light.

2. Each thought and deed his piercing eyes
With strictest search survey;

The deepest shades no more disguise,
Than the full blaze of day.

3. Whom thou dost guard, O King of kings,
No evil shall molest:

Under the shadow of thy wings,
Shall they securely rest :

« PreviousContinue »