HYMNS. HYMN 1. 1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth and early rise, 2 Wake and lift up thyself my heart, 3 Glory to thee who safe hast kept, 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew, Guard my first spring of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 5 Direct, controul, suggest this day, That all my pow'rs with all their might, 6 Praise God from whom all blessings flow, HYMN 2. 1 AWAKE my soul, awake my eyes, Awake my drowsy faculties; Awake and see the new born light, Sprung from the darksome womb of night. 2 Look up, and see th' unweary'd sun, The cheerful lark is mounted high, 3 Arise my soul and let thy voice. 3 Thy pow'r has made, thy goodness kept, This senseless body when I slept; Another day of life is giv'n, To tell thy mercies, Lord of heav'n. 5 O keep my soul from sin secure, My life unblameable and pure; That when the last of days shall come, HYMN 3. 10 Come let us with one accord Lift up our voice and praise the Lord; Let us this morning bless his name, 2 Let universal nature raise, 3 For by his word the heav'ns" were made, All things were done at his command, 4 Wherefore, let heav'n and earth agree, To sing his praise in unity; And let us here with one accord Sing hallelujah, Praise the Lord. 1 HYMN 4. AND are we now brought near to God, Who once at distance stood? And to effect this glorious change, Did Jesus shed his blood? 2 Oh for a song of ardent praise, To bear our souls above! What should allay our lively hope, 3 Draw us, O Lord, with quick'ning grace, 4 Oh may that love which spread thy board, Dispose us for the feast; May every humble, contrite soul, Be found a welcome guest. 5 Fir'd with the view, our souls shall rise, In such a scene as this; And view the happy moment near, HYMN 5. Air. AMB of God, that in the bosom Deign to visit humble sinners, Chorus. God incarnate, leave thy glory, Air. Nor abhor the virgin's womb; Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down; Chorus. Jesus, thou art all compassion, Air. Pure unbounded love thou art; Enter every trembling heart. Shepherds, did you hear him coming, Blaze with new created light? Chorus. Haste, ye Magi, come and worship, See the orient star before; Air. Bring your presents, gold and spices, All ye joyous host of heav'n, Loudly speak the Saviour's praise; Chorus. Come, O come, your hallelujahs, HYMN 6. 1 COME, thou Fount of every blessing, Streams of mercy never ceasing, |