And nightly to the listening earth Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And spread the truth from pole to pole. For ever singing, as they shine, 'The hand that made us is Divine!' (Finale.) 'Never unperceived: ever understood!” CCXCII. UNIVERSAL PRAYER. (Abridged, from Pope.) Music, as 24th Ps. Mel. Sac. 1. THOU Great First Cause; least under stood! Who all my sense confined, To know but this, that Thou art good, 2. Mean though I am, not wholly so, Since quicken'd by Thy breath; O lead me, wheresoe'er I go, Through this day's life or death! 3. If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay : If I am wrong, O teach my heart 4. Save me alike from foolish pride, At aught Thy wisdom has denied, CCXCIII. SECOND PART. 5. TEACH me to feel another's woe; To hide the fault I see: Mercy may I to others show ; Show mercy, Lord, to me! 6. This day be bread and peace my lot: Thou knowest if best bestow'd or not, Το CCXCVI. MAGDALEN ODE. An admired Anthem; from 4th No. Mel. Sac. small. GRATEFUL notes and numbers bring While Jehovah's praise we sing: Holy, holy, holy, Lord! Be thy glorious name adored. Purer praise we hope to bring Then with angels we'll again CCXCVII. ANTHEM FOR GOOD FRIDAY. By Rev. Mr. Madan. See 4th No. Mel. Sac. small. PLUNGED in a gulph of dark despair With pitying eyes the Prince of Grace He saw, and (O amazing love!) R 3 Down Down from the shining seats above O! for this love let rocks and hills Angels! assist our mighty joys; Strike all your harps of gold: CCXCVIII. DEATH OF A BELIEVER. 1. O, THINK that, while you're weeping here, His hand a golden harp is stringing; And, with a voice serene and clear, His ransom'd soul, without a tear, His Saviour's praise is singing! 2. And think that all his pains are fled, His toils and sorrows closed for ever; |