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8s. & 7. M.

The Sacrifice of Thanksgiving.
1 Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean

Hear us from thy bright abode,
While our hearts, with true devotion

Own their great and gracious God
2 Health and every needful blessing

Are thy bounteous gifts alone;
Comforts undeserved possessing,

Here we bend before thy throne.
3 Thee, with humble adoration,

Lord, we praise for mercies past;
Still to this most favored nation

May those mercies ever last.


75. M.

1 Swell the anthem, raise the song;

Praises to our God belong;
Saints and angels, join to sing

Praises to the Heavenly King.
2 Blessings from his liberal hand

Flow around this happy land:
Kept by him, no foes annoy ;

Peace and freedom we enjoy.
3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway,

May we cheerfully obey,-
Never feel oppression's rod, -

Ever own and worship God.
4 Hark! the voice of nature sings

Praises to the King of kings;
Let us join the choral song,
And the grateful notes prolong.


75. M.

Thou crournest the year with goodness.'
1 PRAISE on thee, in Zion's gates,

Daily, () Jehovah! waits;
Unto thee, O God! belong

Grateful words and holy song.
2 Thou the hope and refuge art

Of remotest lands apart,
Distant isles and tribes unknown,

'Mid the ocean-waste, and lone.
3 Thou dost visit earth, and rain

Blessings on the thirsty plain,
From the copious founts on high,

From the rivers of the sky.
4 Thus the clouds thy power confess,

And thy paths drop fruitfulness :
And the voice of song and mirth
Rises from the tribes of earth.


Goodness of God Celebrated.
1 Join, every tongue, to praise the Lord;

All nature rests upon his word ;
Mercy and truth his courts maintain,

And own his universal reign.
2 Seasons and times obey his voice;

The evening and the morn rejoice
To see the earth made soft' with showers,

Enriched with fruit, and dressed in flowers 3 Thy works pronounce thy power divine;

In all the earth thy glories shine ;
Through every month thy gifts appear;
Great God, thy goodness crowns the year.



I Gon of the year! with songs of praise

And hearts of love, we come to bless
Thy bounteous hand, for thou hast shed

Thy manna o'er our wilderness.
2 In early spring-time thou didst fling

O'er earth its robe of blossoming;
And its sweet treasures, day by day,

Rose quickening in thy blessed ray. 3 God of the seasons! thou hast blest

The land with sunlight and with showers,
And plenty o'er its bosom smiles

To crown the sweet autumnal hours. 4 Praise, – praise to thee! Our hearts expand

To view these blessings of thy hand,
And on the incense-breath of love
Ascend to their bright home above.

L. P. M.

Thanksgiving for National Prosperity.
1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From thee our public blessings spring;

Th’extended trade, the fruitful skies,
The treasures liberty bestows,
Th' eternal joys the gospel shows,

All from thy boundless goodness rise.
2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store,

every foreign shore;
Science and art their charms display ;
Religion teaches us to raise
Our voices to our Maker's praise,

As truth and conscience point the way.

3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues,
To God we raise united

His power and mercy we proclaim;
This land through every age

shall own,
Jehovah here has fixed his throne,

And triumph in his mighty name.
4 Long as the moon her course shall run,
Or man behold the circling sun,

O, still may God amidsi us reign ;
Crown our just counsels with success,
With peace and joy our borders bless,

And all our sacred rights maintain.


L. M.

New Year's Day.
1 Great God, we sing that mighty hand,

By which, supported still, we stand :
The opening year thy mercy shows;

Let mercy crown it till it close.
2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,

Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessanı bounty fed,

By his unerring counsel led.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own:

The future, all w us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,

And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depressed,

Be thou our joy, and thou our rest :
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,

Adored through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt these songs,

And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast.


C. M.

DODDRIDGE Reflections for a New Year. 1 REMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds

of the revolving year; How swift the weeks complete their rounds

How short the months appear !
2 Yet like an idle tale we pass

The swift advancing year;
And study artful ways t' increase

The speed of its career.
3 Waken, O God, my trifling heart,

Its great concerns to see;
That I may act the Christian part,

And give the year to thee.
4 Thus shall their course more grateful roll,
If future years

Or this shall bear my peaceful soul

To joy that never dies.

7s. M.

New Year's Day.
1 While, with ceaseless course, the sun

Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their race have run,

Never more to meet us here:
Fixed in an eternal state,

They have done with all below:
We a little longer wait,

But how little none can know.
2 As the wingéd arrow flies,

Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts and leaves no trace behind,-

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