2 What brought them to that world above, Singing glory, glory, glory? 3 Because the Saviour shed His blood, Bathed in that pure and precious flood, Singing glory, glory, glory. 4 On earth they sought their Saviour's grace, Singing glory, glory, glory. 878 Isaiah Ixiv. 6. 1 (EE the leaves around us falling, 2 Youth, on length of days presuming, 5 On the tree of life eternal, O let all our hopes be laid; This alone, for ever vernal, Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 879 1 Pet. 1. 24. L. M. S. WESLEY. 1 THE morning flowers display their sweets, And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noontide heats, 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 880 1 W By death's resistless hand, THEN blooming youth is snatched away Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, With awful power,-"I too must die," 3 Let this vain world delude no more: It bids us seize the present hour: 4 The voice of this alarming scene Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 5 Oh! let us now to Jesus fly, Whose powerful arm can såve; 6 Great God, Thy sovereign grace impart, PRIVATE WORSHIP. 881 Psalm exix. 62. L. M. Y God, now I from sleep awake, KENN. 1 M The sole possession of me take: From midnight terrors me secure, And guard my heart from thoughts impure. 2 O may I always ready stand, With my lamp burning in my hand: May I in sight of heaven rejoice, Whene'er I hear the Bridegroom's voice. 3 All praise to Thee, in light arrayed, Who light Thy dwelling-place hast made; A boundless ocean of bright beams From Thy all-glorious Godhead streams. 4 Blest Jesus, Thou, on heaven intent, Whole nights hast in devotion spent: But I, frail creature, soon am tired, And all my zeal is soon expired. 5 Shine on me, Lord, new life impart ; Fresh ardours kindle in my heart. One ray of Thine all-quickening light Dispels the sloth and clouds of night. 6 Lord, lest the tempter me surprise, Watch over Thine own sacrifice: All loose, all idle thoughts cast out, And make my very dreams devout. 7 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow: Praise Him, all creatures here below: Praise Him above, ye heavenly host: Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 882 1 G 1 Thess. v. 17. YO when the morning shineth, And in thy chamber kneeling, 2 Remember all who love thee, Thy great Redeemer's name. 3 But if 'tis e'er denied thee Should holy thoughts come o'er thee E'en then the silent breathing, The spirit raised above, Will reach the throne of glory, Of mercy, truth, and love. 7.6. 4 Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, His love who gave thee all. 883 John xiv. 23. 10's. LYTE. Α BIDE with me, fast falls the eventide ; The darkness thickens: Lord, with me abide ; When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see: O Thou who changest not, abide with me. 3 Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. 4 Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea; me. 5 I need Thy presence every passing hour,What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? me. |