495. C. M.

WATTS. The Blessing of Rain. Ps. 65. 1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand,

God of eternal power!
The sea grows calm at thy command,

And tempests cease to roar.
2 The morning light and evening shade

Successive comforts bring; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,

Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours,

Heaven, earth, and air, are thine; When clouds distil in fruitful showers,

The Author is divine.

4 The thirsty ridges drink their fill,

And ranks of corn appear;
Thy ways abound with blessings still,

Thy goodness crowns the year.

496. C. M.

WATTS.
God gives Rain. Ps. 65.
1 Good is the Lord, the heavenly King,

Who makes the earth his care;
Visits the pastures every spring,

And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers, raised on high,

Pour out, at thy command,
Their watery blessings from the sky,

To cheer the thirsty land.

3 The softened ridges of the field

Permit the corn to spring;
The valleys rich provision yield,

And the poor laborers sing. 4 The little hills, on every side,

Rejoice at falling showers; The meadows, dressed in all their pride,

Perfume the air with flowers. 5 The various months thy goodness crowns;

How bounteous are thy ways! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs,

And shepherds shout thy praise.

497. L. M. Rippon's Col.

Divine Influences compared to Rain.
1 The dews and rains, in all their store,

Watering the pastures o'er and o'er,
Are not so copious as that grace

Which sanctifies and saves our race. 2 As in soft silence vernal showers

Descend and cheer the fainting flowers ! So in the secrecy of love

Falls the sweet influence from above. 3 That heavenly influence let me find

In holy silence of the mind,
While every grace maintains its bloom,

Diffusing wide its rich perfume.
4 Nor let these blessings be confined

To me, but poured on all mankind;
Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise,
And a new Eden bless our eyes.

498. C. M. ADDISON.

The Trareller's Hymn. | How are thy servants blest, O Lord !

How sure is their defence! Eternal Wisdom is their guide,

Their help Omnipotence.

2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,

Supported by thy care, They pass unhurt through burning climes,

And breathe in tainted air.

3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil,

Makes every region please; The hoary frozen hills it warms,

And smooths the boisterous seas.
4 Though by the dreadful tempest tossed

High on the broken wave,
They know thou art not slow to hear,

Nor impotent to save.

5 The storm is laid, the winds retire,

Obedient to thy will;
The sea that roars at thy command,

At thy command is still.
6 In midst of dangers, fears, and death,

Thy goodness I'll adore;
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.

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499. L. M. C. WESLEY.

The Mariner's Hymn.
1 Glory to thee, whose powerful word

Bids the tempestuous wind arise;
Glory to thee, the sovereign Lord

Of air, and earth, and seas, and skies ! 2 Let air, and earth, and skies obey,

And seas thine awful will perform;
From them we learn to own thy sway,

And shout to meet the gathering storm. 3 What though the floods lift up their voice,

Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry;
They cannot damp thy children's joys,

Or shake the soul when God is nigh. 4 Roar on, ye waves ! our souls defy

Your roaring to disturb our rest;
In vain to impair the calm ye try,
The calm in a believer's breast.

500. L. M.

C. WESLEY. The Mariner's Hymn of Praise. 1 LORD of the wide-extended main !

Whose power the winds and seas controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain,

Whose Spirit leads believing souls; 2 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine;

We own thy way is in the sea,
O’erawed by majesty divine,
And lost in thine immensity!

3 Thy wisdom here we learn to adore,

Thine everlasting truth we prove,
Amazing heights of boundless power,
Unfathomable depths of love.

4 Infinite God! thy greatness spanned

These heavens, and meted out the skies !
Lo! in the hollow of thy hand

The measured waters sink and rise. 5 Thee to perfection who can tell ?

Earth and her sons beneath thee lie,
Lighter than dust within thy scale,

And less than nothing in thine eye. 6 Yet in thy Son divinely great,

We claim thy providential care;
Boldly we stand before thy seat,

Our Advocate hath placed us there. 7 With him we are gone up on high,

Since he is ours, and we are his;
With him we reign above the sky,
And walk upon the subject seas.

501. L. M. 61. ANONYMOUS.

The Mariner's Hymn.
1 Lord of the Sea !-thy potent sway

Old Ocean's wildest waves obey;
The gale that whistles through the shrouds,
The storm that drives the frighted clouds
If but thy whisper order peace,
How soon their rude commotions cease!