And now, no longer veil'd,
The mercy seat is free :
The great High-Priest for man prevail'd,
To clear our way to Thee.
We praise Thee as we bend, And here thy praise forth tell, Because thy love doth condescend Within this house to dwell.
BLEST is the man who walketh not
In sinners' evil ways:
Nor with the wicked joins his lot,
Nor gives the scorner praise.
But all his solace and delight
Is in his Father's word,
His meditation day and night
The doctrine of the Lord.
As some green tree near flowing streams,
That yields its timely fruit,
Unblighted still his foliage seems;
He prospers, branch and root.
Not so th' ungodly; they are all
Like chaff before the blast:
In the dread judgment they shall fall,
And perish at the last.
For the Lord loveth and doth keep
The good man day by day;
But as for sinners, He shall sweep
And scatter them away.
Fifth Sunday after Trinity.
HAPPY the Church, thou sacred place,
The seat of thy Creator's grace;
Thy holy courts are his abode,
Thou earthly palace of our God.
Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates
A guard of heavenly warriors waits:
Nor shall thy deep foundations move,
Fix'd on his counsels and his love.
Thy foes in vain designs engage,
Against his throne in vain they rage,
Like rising waves with angry roar,
That dash and die upon the shore.
Then let our souls in Zion dwell,
Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell;
His arms embrace this happy ground,
Like brazen bulwarks built around.
God is our shield, and God our sun;
Swift as the fleeting moments run,
Shed on us, Lord, thy beams of grace,
That men by us may give Thee praise.
HE who in the secret cell
Of the Highest loves to dwell;
He who His abode hath made
Under the Almighty's shade;
He who to the Lord can say,
"Thou shelter art, and stay;
Thou my fortress and defence,
Thou my only confidence,"
He whose hopes on God rely,
And whose home is the Most High ;-
Evil ne'er shall mar his rest,
Plague shall not his tent molest:
God his angels shall command
To sustain him with their hand,
And to lead his footsteps on,
Lest they strike against a stone.
He shall call, and God shall hear;
In affliction He is near;
He will save him from distress,
He will crown him with success.
He his soul's desire will give,
Endless length of days to live,
And with fulness of delight
Cheer his heart, and glad his sight.
Sixth Sunday after Trinity.
To bless thy chosen race
In mercy, Lord, incline,
And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy saints to shine.
That so thy wondrous way
May through the world be known, While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own.
Let diff'ring nations join
To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.
O let them shout and sing,
With joy and pious mirth,
For Thou, the righteous Judge and King, Shalt govern all the earth.
O THOU good Shepherd of the sheep,
Thy little flock in safety keep;
Cherish the young, sustain the old,
Let none be feeble in thy fold.
Secure them from the scorching beam,
And lead them to the living stream:
In verdant pastures let them lie,
And watch them ever with thine eye.
O may thy sheep discern thy voice,
And in its sacred sound rejoice:
From strangers may they ever flee,
And know no other guide but Thee.
Lord, bring thy sheep that wander yet,
And let the number be complete :
Then bid thy flock from earth remove,
To occupy thy fold above.
Seventh Sunday after Trinity.
CREATOR Spirit, by whose aid
The world's foundations first were laid,
Come visit ev'ry pious mind,
Come pour thy joys on all mankind :
|