The Chapel Hymn Book

1 O COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation's rock we praise.
2 Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.
3 The depths of earth are in his hand,
Her secret wealth at his command;
The strength of hills, that threat the skies,
Subjected to his empire lies.

4 The rolling ocean's vast abyss

By the same sovereign right is his ; "Tis moved by his almighty hand, That formed and fixed the solid land. 5 0, let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Down on our knees devoutly, all, Before the LORD our Maker fall!

L. M.
Sabbath Morning.

1 ANOTHER Six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun ;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day that God hath blest.

2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies;

And draw from heaven that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows!

3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest Which for the church of God remains The end of cares, the end of pains. 4 In holy duties let the day,

In holy pleasures, pass away.

How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!

1 HOLY and reverend is the name Of our eternal King;

"Thrice holy Lord!" the angels cry; "Thrice holy!" let us sing.

2 The deepest reverence of the mind
Pay, O my soul, to God;

Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To his sublime abode.

3 With sacred awe pronounce his name,
Whom words nor thoughts can reach :
A contrite heart will please him more
Than the best forms of speech.

4 Thou holy God! preserve my soul From all pollution free;

The pure in heart are thy delight,
And they thy face shall see.

L. M.
Morning Devotion.

1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Thy precious time misspent redeem ;
Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.
3 In conversation be sincere ;

Keep conscience as the noon-tide clear;
Think how th' all-seeing God thy ways
And all thy secret thoughts surveys.

4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
Scatter my sins like morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;

That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite.

C. M.

Morning Devotion.

1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face:
My thirsty spirit faints away,
Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrims, on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,

Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink or die.

3 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move;

Nor raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.

4 Thus, till my last expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.

Morning Devotion.

1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my prayer,
To thee lift up mine eye.

2 And to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there,
I will frequent thine holy court,
And worship in thy fear.

3 0, may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face!

4 The men who love and fear thy name Shall see their hopes fulfilled;

The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield.

C. P. M.
Sabbath Morning.

1 THE festal morn, my God, is come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, Thy presence to adore;

My feet the summons shall attend,
With willing steps thy courts ascend,
And tread the hallowed floor.

2 With holy joy I hail the day
That warns my thirsting soul away;
What transports fill my breast!
For, lo! my great Redeemer's power
Unfolds the everlasting door,

And leads me to his rest!

S. M.

The Day of Rest.

1 SWEET is the task, O Lord,

Thy glorious acts to sing,

To praise thy name, and hear thy word,
And grateful offerings bring;-

2 Sweet at the dawning hour,
Thy boundless love to tell;