Those heavenly guards a round thee wait, Like chariots that at-tend thy state.
[Ps. 68. P. 2. LORD! when thou didst ascend on high,
Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky;
Those heavenly guards around thee wait,
Like chariots that attend thy state.
2. Not Sinai's mountain could appear
More glorious, when the Lord was there;
While he pronounced his holy law,
And struck the chosen tribes with awe.
5. People and realms of every tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
8. Let every creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King;
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen.
3. How bright the triumph none can tell, Sel. 14.
When the rebellious powers of hell,
That thousand souls had captive made,
Were all in chains, like captives, led.
4. Raised by his Father to the throne,
He sent his promised Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.
SEND the joys of earth away;
Away, ye tempters of the mind,
False as the smooth, deceitful sea,
And empty as the whistling wind.
2. Your streams were floating me along,
Down to the gulf of black despair,
And, whilst I listened to your song,
Your streams had e'en convey'd me there.
3. Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyss,
That drew me from those treach'rous seas,
And bade me seek superior bliss.
4. Now to the shining realms above,
I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes:
O for the pinions of a dove,
To bear me to the upper skies.
SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing,
To show thy love by morn-ing light, And talk of all thy truth at night.
[Ps. 92, P. 1. 3. I can do all things, or can bear
(Stanza 1 in Music, 6, 7 omitted.) 2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No mortal care shall seize my breast; O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound!
3. My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works and bless his word; Thy works of grace how bright they shine! How deep thy counsels! how divine!
4. Fools never raise their thoughts so high;
Like brutes they live, like brutes they die; Like grass they flourish, till thy breath Blast them in everlasting death.
5. But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil to cheer my head.
All sufferings, if my Lord be there; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While his own hand my head sustains.
Those heavenly guards a - round thee wait, Like chariots that at-tend thy state.
3. How bright the triumph none can tell, Sel. 14.
When the rebellious powers of hell,
That thousand souls had captive made,
Were all in chains, like captives, led.
4. Raised by his Father to the throne,
He sent his promised Spirit down,
With gifts and grace for rebel men,
That God might dwell on earth again.
SEND the joys of earth away;
Away, ye tempters of the mind,
False as the smooth, deceitful sea,
And empty as the whistling wind.
2. Your streams were floating me along,
Down to the gulf of black despair,
And, whilst I listened to your song,
Your streams had e'en convey'd me there.
3. Lord, I adore thy matchless grace,
That warn'd me of that dark abyss,
That drew me from those treach'rous seas,
And bade me seek superior bliss.
4. Now to the shining realms above,
I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes:
O for the pinions of a dove,
To bear me to the upper skies.
WAKE our souls, a-way our fears, Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone;
2. True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
Who feeds the strength of every saint:
3. The mighty God, whose matchless
power
Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures, while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.
4. From thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply;
While such as trust their native strength
Shall melt away, and droop, and die.
5. Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode:
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.
Sel. 16.
THE God of my salvation lives; My nobler life he will sustain ; His word immortal vigor gives, Nor shall my glorious hopes be vain. 2. Thy presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, Though every earthly comfort die;
3. O let me hear thy blissful voice, Inspiring life and joy divine; The barren desert shall rejoice; 'Tis paradise, if thou art mine. Sel. 17.
[H. 563. HY people, Lord, who trust thy word, And wait the smilings of thy face, Assemble round thy mercy-seat, And plead the promise of thy grace. 2. We consecrate these hours to thee, And feel some animating hope, Thy sovereign mercy to entreat; We shall divine acceptance meet. 3. Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son, To be a light to Gentile lands;
To open the benighted eye,
And loose the wretched prisoner's bands?
4. Hast thou not said, from sea to sea,
His vast dominion shall extend;
That every tongue shall call him Lord,
And every knee before him bend?
5. Now let the happy time appear,
The time to favor Sion come,
Send forth thy heralds far and near,
To call thy banish'd children home.
The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears a
[H. 157. 3. In all their erring, sinful years,
O let them ne'er forgotten be;
Remember all the prayers and tears,
Which made them consecrate to thee.
4. And when these lips no more can pray,
These eyes can weep for them no more,
Turn thou their feet from folly's way,
The wanderers to thy fold restore.
2. Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load,
O! come and spread your woes abroad;
Divine compassion, mighty love,
Will all the painful loads remove.
3. Here mercy's boundless ocean flows,
To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes;
Pardon, and life, and endless peace;
How rich the gift; how free the grace!
4. Lord, we accept, with thankful heart,
The hope thy gracious words impart;
We come, believing we rejoice,
And bless the kind, inviting voice.
5. Blest Saviour, let thy powerful love
Confirm our faith, our fears remove;
And sweetly influence every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.
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(Stanza 4 omitted.)
EHOLD a stranger at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked be-
fore;
Has waited long,-is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.
2. O lovely attitude! He stands
With melting heart and bleeding hands.
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to his foes!
3. But will He prove a friend indeed?
He will; the very friend you need;
The friend of sinners,-yes, 'tis He,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
5. Admit Him, ere his anger burn;
His feet departed ne'er return:
Admit Him, or the hour's at hand,
You'll at his door rejected stand.
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