1. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, Their land from error's chain. 2. What though the spicy breezes Bows down to wood and stone. 3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted Has learnt Messiah's name. 4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, It spreads from pole to pole: ВР. НЕВЕВ. 1. Awake, my soul, and with the sun 2. Thy precious time mispent, redeem; 3. In conversation be sincere ; Keep conscience, as the noon-tide, clear; 4. Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, 5. Awake, awake, ye heavenly choir; 6. May I, like you, in God delight, 7. Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, 8. Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say; That all my powers, with all their might, 9. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, BP. KENN, |