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On Sharon's fertile plains, once shone
The glory, pure and bright:
Stream'd forth from land to land ;
And still its beams expand.
Our happy shores illume;
Now like a garden bloom :
See not this heav'nly light;
Dispel their dreary night.
On Carmel who didst shine,
Thy excellence divine !
May all our forests smile;
Like Sharon's fruitful soil.
(11. 6.) 1 ROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Roll down their golden sand;
From many a palmy plain,
Their land from error's chain.
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's Isle;
And only man is vile:
The gifts of God are strewn;
Bows down to wood and stone.
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we, to men benighted
The lamp of life deny ?
The joyful sound proclaim,
Has learnt Messiah's name!
And you, ye waters, roll,
It spreads from pole to pole;
The Lamb for sinners slain,
(L. M.) For the Jews. 1 DIS
ISOWN'D of heav'n, by man opprest,
Outcasts from Zion's hallow'd ground, Wherefore should Israel's sons, once blest,
Still roam the scorning world around? 2 Lord ! visit thy forsaken race,
Back to thy fold the wand'rers bring; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace,
And hail in Christ their promis'd King. 3 The veil of darkness rend in twain
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light; The sever'd olive branch again
Firm to its parent stock unite. 4 Hail, glorious day, expected long !
When Jew and Greek one pray’r shall pour; With eager feet one temple throng, With grateful praise one God adore. HYMN 109.
Thy works, God of praise !
And true, are thy ways !
And honour thy name!
Thou only art holy,
Thou only supreme !
Thy light shall be shown;
Shall come to thy throne:
Shall spread all abroad,
Confess thee their God.
(11. 4.) CHILDREN AND CONGREGATION.
In one glad song of praise;
The book of life divine;
Our wand'ring feet are brought;
Our gratitude receive;
Lord, here accept our hearts,
Be crown'd with meet success;
This institution bless :
HYMN 111. (111. 1.) 1 LORY to the Father give,
God in whom we move and live;
Children's songs delight his ear. 2 Glory to the Son we bring,
Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King;
To the Lamb, for he was slain. 3 Glory to the Holy Ghost,
He reclaims the sinner lost;
Touch their tongues with holy fire. 4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessed Trinity,
(c. m.) 1 HEN Jesus left his heav'nly throne,
He chose an humble birth; Like us unhonour'd and unknown,
He came to dwell on earth : 2 Like him, may we be found below
In wisdom's paths of peace; : Like him, in grace and knowledge grow
As years and strength increase. 3 Sweet were his words and kind his look,
When mothers round him press'd;
Their infants in his arms he took,
And on his bosom bless'd:
Beneath his watchful eye,
A whole assembly worship thee:
They hear of heav'n, and learn the way.
"Tis like a little heav'n below;
Shall tempt me to forget this day.
The text and doctrine of thy word;
But love thee better than before.
Fill up this sinful heart of mine;
(c. m.) 1 ERCY, descending from above,
In softest accents pleads ;
And God will well approve,
And their Creator love.
And turn the rising race
To seek their Saviour's face.
To aid this blest design;
And all the glory thine.