CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. HYMN 101. (L. M.) AND wilt thou, O Eternal God, Then look propitious from thy throne, And take this temple for thine own. 2 These walls we to thine honour raise, On earth establish thine abode? Long may they echo in thy praise; Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, To preach the reconciling word; Give power and unction from above, Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness at thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 Convert the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The naine of Jesus glorify, Till ev'ry people call him Lord. HYMN 105. (II. 1.) For Missions to the new settlements in the United States. WHEN, Lord, to this our Western land, Led by thy providential hand, Our wand'ring fathers came, Their ancient homes, their friends in youth, Sent forth the heralds of thy truth, To keep them in thy name. 2 Then, through our solitary coast, The desert features soon were lost; Thy temples there arose; Our shores, as culture made them fair, Were hallow'd by thy rites, by pray'r, And blossom'd as the rose. 3 And 0! may we repay this debt To regions solitary yet Within our spreading land! There, brethren, from our common home, Still westward, like our fathers,roam; Still guided by thy hand. 4 Saviour! we own this debt of love: O shed thy Spirit from above, 1a move each Christian breast; Till heralds shall thy truth proclaim, And temples rise to fix thy name, Through all our desert west. HYMN 106. (C M.) Isaiah xxxv. 2. ON Zion, and on Lebanon, On Carmel's blooming height, On Sharon's fertile plains, once shone The glory, pure and bright: 2 From thence its mild and cheering ray Stream'd forth from land to land; DISOWN'D of heaven, by man op And empires now behold its day, 3 Its brightest splendours,darting west, 4 But ah! our deserts deep and wild 5 Thou, who didst lighten Zion's hill, 6 Like Lebanon, in tow'ring prido, HYMN 107. (II. 6.) FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Bows down to wood and stone. prest, Outcasts from Zion's hallow' FOR SUNDAY AND CHARITY For the Gospel from above," SCHOOLS. COME let our voices join, In one glad song of praise: To God alone your praise belongs; 2 Now we are taught to read The book of life divine; To God alone the praise is due, 3 Within these hallow'd walls, Our wand'ring feet are brought; To God alone your off'rings bring; 4 For blessings such as these, Great God, accept their infant songs; 5 Lord, bid this work of love Be crown'd with meet success; This institution bless : HYMN 111. (III. 1.) GI God in whom we move and live; For the word that "God is love." W He chose an humble birth; 2 Like him, may we be found below and strength increase. 3 Sweet were his words and kind his look, When mothers round him press'd; 4 Safe from the world's alluring lie down and wake with God HYMN 114. (C. M.) Children's prayers he deigns to hear,MERCY, descending from above Children's songs delight his ear. In softest accents pleads; 2 Children our kind protection claim, 3 Delightful work! young souls to And turn the rising race To seek their Saviour's face. 4 Almighty God! thine influence shed CHARITABLE OCCASIONS. HYMN 115. (C. M.) Chorus. These thy God ordains to bless The widow and the fatherless. 5 When thine olive plants increasing, Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, Grateful, thou shalt take the blessing But not search the bough again. Chorus. These, &c. BEST is the man whose softning 6 When thy favour'd vintage, flowing, Feels all another's pain; [heart 2 Whose breast responds with gen'- A stranger's wo to feel; His feet are never slow; A brother in a foe. [eye, 4 To him protection shall be shown; HYMN 116. (C. M.) RICH are the joys which cannot die, 2 The seeds which piety and love To ample harvests grow. HYMN 117. 3 The mite my willing hands can give, At Jesus' feet I lay; Grace shall the humble gift receive, Abounding grace repay. (HII, 3,) LORD of life, all praise excelling, Thou, in glory unconfin'd, Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling With the poor of humble mind. 3 As thy love, through all creation, Beams like thy diffusive light; So the high and humble station Both are equal in thy sight. 3 Thus thy care, for all providing, Warm'd thy faithful prophet's tongue, Who, the lot of all deciding, To thy chosen Israel sung: 4 When thy harvest yields thee plea sure, Thou the golden sheaf shall bind; To the poor belongs the treasure Of the scatter'd ears behind. Gladdens thiné autumnal scene, Own the bounteous hand bestowing, But thy vines the poor shall glean. Chorus. These, &c. 7 Still we read thy word declaring Mercy, Lord, thine own decreo; Mercy, ev'ry sorrow sharing, Warms the heart resembling thee. 8 Still the orphan and the stranger, Screen'd by thee in every danger, Still the widow owns thy care, Heard by thee in every prayer. Hallelujah. Amen. TO BE USED AT SEA. HYMN 118. (L. M.) GOD of the seas! thine awful voice Bids all the rolling waves rejoice And one soft word of thy command Can sink them silent on the sand. 2 The smallest fish that swims the Sportful, to thee a tribute pays; [seas, And largest monsters of the deep, At thy command, or rage or sleep. 3 Thus is thy glorious power ador'd Among the wai'ry nations, Lord! Yet men, who trace the dangerous waves, Forget the mighty God who saves! HYMN 119. (IV. 5.) "Save, Lord! or we perish." Matt. viii. 25. WHI WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a ray the poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker: "Save, Lord! or we perish." 2 O Jesus, once rock'd on the breast of the billow, Arous'd by the shriek of despair from thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the mariner che- Who cries in his anguish, "Save And Ol when the whirlwind of pas- And not a plant which spreads the sion is raging, plains, When sin in our hearts its wild war- But teems with health, when Heaven fare is waging, ordains. Then send down thy Spirit thy ran-4 Clay and Siloam's pool, we find, som'd to cherish, Rebuke the destroyer; "Save, Lord! or we perish." blind; And Jordan's waters hence were seen Purge my foul soul from every stain And save me from eternal pain. My crimes, my crimes arise in view, 7 But thou, regard my contrite sighs, eyes; Thy goodness sweetens ev'ry soil,To me thy boundless love extend, My God, my Father, and my Friend. 5 To thee I rais'd my humble prayer, 6 Thou gav'st the word-the winds did cease, The storms obey'd thy will, 7 For this my life, in every state, FOR THE SICK. HYMN 121. (L. M.) plead HYMN 122. (C. M.) WHEN we are rais'd from deep distress, Our God deserves our song; WHEN dangers, woes, or death are We take the pattern of our praise nigh, Past mercics teach me where to fly : vade. 2 To all the various helps of art From Hezekiah's tongue. 2 The gates of the devouring grave 4 If half the strings of life should |
