II.

III.

ANGELS' SONG.

L. M.

Gen. ix. 13-16.

AROUND the throne the rainbow shines,
Fair emblem, Lord, of thy designs;

Bright pledge, that speaks thy cov'nant sure,
Long as thy kingdom shall endure.

No more shall deluges of woe

Thy new created world o'erthrow;
Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays,
And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays.
No gems so bright, no forms so fair;
Mercy and truth shine radiant there;
Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign,
When stars and suns forget to shine.
Ev'n here, while storms, and gloomy shade,
And horrors, all the scene o'erspread,
Faith views thy throne with piercing eye,
And feels the rainbow still is nigh.

DENMARK. L. M.

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create, He can destroy.

Psalm c.

His sov'reign pow'r without our aid
Made us of clay, and form'd us men;
And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd,
He brought us to the fold again.

We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heav'ns our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with songs of praise.
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.

IV.

V.

STAUGHTON.

C. M. 1 Peter i. 3-5.

BLESS'D be the everlasting God,
The Father of our Lord;

Be his abounding mercy prais'd,
His majesty ador'd.

When from the dead he rais'd his Son,

And call'd him to the sky,

He gave our souls a lively hope
That they should never die.
To an inheritance divine

He taught our hearts to rise;
'Tis uncorrupted, undefil'd,
Unfading in the skies.

Saints by the pow'r of God are kept,
Till the salvation come;

We walk by faith as strangers here;
But Christ shall call us home.

BLESS, O my soul, the living God,
Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad;
Let all the pow'rs within me join,
In work and worship so divine.

Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
His favours claim thy highest praise:
Why should the wonders he hath wrought
Be lost in silence, and forgot?

'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son
To die for crimes which thou hast done :
He owns the ransom, and forgives
The hourly follies of our lives.

Our youth decay'd, his pow'r repairs;
His mercy crowns our growing years:
He satisfies our mouths with good,
And fills our hopes with heav'nly food.

VI.

VII.

SILOAM. C. M.

Psalm lxxxix.

BLEST are the souls that hear and know

The gospel's joyful sound;

Peace shall attend the paths they go,
And light their steps surround.

Their joy shall bear their spirits up,
Through the Redeemer's name;
His righteousness exalts their hope,
Nor Satan dares condemn.

The Lord, our glory and defence,
Strength and salvation gives;
Israel, thy King for ever reigns,
Thy God for ever lives.

ROCKINGHAM.

L. M.

Psalm xxxii.

BLEST is the man, for ever blest,
Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God;
Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd,
And cover'd with his Saviour's blood.

Blest is the man, to whom the Lord
Imputes not his iniquities;

He pleads no merit of reward,
And not on works, but grace relies.

From guile his heart and lips are free,
His humble joy, his holy fear,
With deep repentance well agree,
And join to prove his faith sincere.

How glorious is that righteousness
That hides and cancels all his sins!
While a bright evidence of grace

Through his whole life appears and shines.

VIII.

IX.

UNIVERSITY. C. M. Rev. v. 11-13.

COME, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne;

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,
Their theme of praise is one.

"Worthy the Lamb, that died," they cry,
"To be exalted thus:"

Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply,
"For he was slain for us.'

Jesus is worthy to receive

All praise and power divine :

More honour far than we can give,
Be, Lord, for ever thine.

The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name

Of Him that sits upon the throne;
And to adore the Lamb.

KINGSTON.

P. M. Numb. xxiii. 21-24.

COME, let us stand as Balaam stood,
And mark the people blest of God
In Israel's tents below:

How goodly is their dwelling place,
How happy is the favor'd race
Whom he vouchsafes to know.

The sons of Israel stand alone;
Jehovah claims them for his own;
His cause and theirs the same :
He sav'd them from the tyrant's hand;
And leads them to a pleasant land,
And calls them by his name.

His arm protects, his presence guides,
His love for all their need provides;
With peace and hope they're blest:
Preserv'd by their almighty friend,
Till all their toils and trials end
In everlasting rest.

X.

ST. STEPHENS. C. M. Heb. xiii. 20, 21.
FATHER of peace, and God of love,
We own thy power to save,

That power by which our Shepherd rose
Victorious o'er the grave.

Him from the dead thou brought'st again,
When by his sacred blood,
Confirm'd and seal'd for evermore,
Th' eternal cov'nant stood.

O may thy Spirit seal our souls,
And mould them to thy will;

That our weak hearts no more may stray,
But keep thy precepts still;

That to perfection's sacred height
We nearer still may rise,

And all we think, and all we do,

Be pleasing in thine eyes.

MARTYRDOM.

C. M.

Hab. iii. 17, 18.

FIRM does my soul's foundation stand,
Nor can its hopes remove;

Sustain'd by God's Almighty hand,
And shelter'd by his love.

Fig trees and olive plants may fail,
And vines their fruit deny;
Famine through all the fields prevail,
And flocks and herds may die :

God is the portion of my soul,
A source of endless joy;
Which no affliction can control,
Nor death itself destroy.

Lord, may I feel thy cheering beams,
And taste thy saints' repose;

I will not mourn the perish'd streams,
While such a fountain flows.

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