4 To Thee our songs of praise arise, 297. C. M. The Ascension. 1 THE gracious Saviour bow'd his head, 2 Three days, so High Behest ordain'd, 3 At the appointed time rose, And wing'd to heaven his flight, 4 Vast was the grace that gave to death The anointed Son of God; That bid the Saviour feel for us 5 With every grateful thought inspir'd, Our humble voice to mercy's throne, 6 Nor is this all; our grateful life Should speak the thankful mind, Celebration of the Lord. Isa. xii. 1 THE joyful, happy day appears, 2 Great God, my praise shall rise to Thee, And praise his name with cheerful voice. 4 We'll trust in him, nor be afraid, He is our strength, his arm is strong, Wells of salvation open stand, "Seek first the kingdom of God." 1 NOW let a pure ambition rise, To reign in worlds above the skies, 2 Behold Jehovah's royal hands, Whose gems with vivid lustre shine, 3. Then seek no more for transient good, But strive to gain superior joys, 4 Ye hearts, with youthful vigour warm, Nor shall ye want the goods of earth, 1 MY life's a shade, my days Sweet truth to me, I shall arise, And leave my bed of clay. Sweet truth, &c. 3 My Lord his angels shall Their golden trumpets sound; At whose most welcome call My grave shall be unbound. Sweet truth, &c. 4 I said some times with tears, My life 's with Thee on high. Sweet truth, &c. 5 What means my trembling heart, To be thus shy of death? With life I shall not part, Though I resign my breath. Sweet truth, &c. Then welcome, harmless death! Delight in Public Worship. Psalm lxxxiv. 1 LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples, are! Where God appoints to hear! Their constant service there! 3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears: O glorious seat, when God our king Shall thither bring our willing feet! Devout Contemplation of Creation. 1 LOOK round, O man! survey this globe; Think of creating power; See nature give a different robe 2 See various beings fill the air, What grateful changes form the year; 3 Now raise thine eye; the expanse above 4 Then turn into thyself, O man! Confess his power who laid each plan, And let obedience to his laws 1 LORD, in the morning thou shall hear 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 3 O may thy Spirit guide my feet |