Thy truth shall break thro' ev'-ry cloud That veils and dark - ens thy de-signs. Sel. 51. [Ps. 36, P. 1. 12. Hast thou imparted to my soul (Stanza 1 in Music.) 3. Thy providence is kind and large, 4. My God, how excellent thy grace! 5. From the provisions of thy house 6. Life, like a fountain rich and free, 5. In every pang that rends the heart, COME, sacred Spirit, from above, The man of sorrows had a part; He sympathizes in our grief, 6. With boldness, therefore, at the throne, And fill the coldest heart with love: Soften to flesh the flinty stone, And let thy Godlike power be known. 2. Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes, Shall floods of pious sorrow rise, 3. O let a holy flock await, 4. In answer to our fervent cries, Je ho-vah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sa-cred joy: Know that the Lord is God alone; He can cre ate and He destroy. 2. His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when, like wandering sheep, we stray'd, He brought us to his fold again. 4. We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise : And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5. Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Sel. 58. [Ps. 117, P. 2. FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise: Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word; (Stanzas 4-6 omitted.) [Ps. 57. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Thy praise shall sound from shore to Praise Him, all creatures here below; shore, Till suns shall set and rise no more. Praise Him above, ye heavenly host; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. ar mour And gird the gos - pel on; March to the gates of end-less joy, Where Jesus & thy great Captain's gone, Where Jesus thy great Captain's gone. [H. 389. Sel. 62. Sel. 61. (Stanza 1 in Music, 6 omitted.) 2. Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes; Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross, And sung the triumph when He rose. 3. What though the prince of darkness rage, And waste the fury of his spite; 4. What though thy inward lusts rebel; [H. 596. (Stanzas 3, 5 omitted.) YOD of the passing year, to thee GOD Our hymn of gratitude we raise; With swelling heart and bending knee, We offer thee our song of praise. 2. We bless thy name, almighty God, For all the kindness thou hast shown 4. We praise thee, that the gospel light, |