1 DODDRIDGE. Rof the revolving year: EMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds How swift the weeks complete their rounds, 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, 3 Yet, like an idle tale we spend 4 Waken, O God, my trifling heart, 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, DAYS OF HUMILIATION. 809 Deut. xl. 10-17. C. M. WREFORD. 1 LORD, while for all mankind we pray, Of every clime and coast, O hear us for our native land, The land we love the most. 2 Our fathers' sepulchres are here, Our children too ;-how should we love 3 O guard our shores from every foe, 4 Unite us in the sacred love Of knowledge, truth, and Thee; 5 Here may religion pure and mild, 6 Lord of the nations, thus to Thee 810 1 Jonah iii. 9. C. M. ORD, look on all assembled here, To intercede with vow sincere 2 Oh may we all, with one consent, HART. 3 Great God of Hosts, deliverance bring; Guide those who hold the helm ; Support the state, preserve the king, And spare the guilty realm. 4 Or, should the dread decree be past, Let faith and patience hold us fast 811 2 Sam. xxiv. 25. C. M. MONTGOMERY. ET the land mourn through all its 1 coasts, The king lay by his state, Princes and rulers at their posts 2 Let the whole people, high and low, The Maker of them all. 3 For God hath summoned from his place Death, in a direr form, To waken, warn, and scourge our race, 4 Let churches weep within their pale, Let each in secrecy bewail The plague of his own heart. 5 So, while the land bemoans its sin, And mercy, tempering wrath, bring in OPENING PLACES OF WORSHIP. 812 Psalm 1xxxvii. 5. L. M. DODDRIDGE. 1 ND will the great eternal God A on earth establish His abode ? And will He, from His radiant throne, 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, 3 These walls we to Thine honour raise; 4 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 813 1 THOU, who didst the temple fill 2 In us, and round about us, shine: 3 Now send the promised unction down, 4 Work with them, and confirm Thy word To all who worship in this place. O pour upon us, holy Lord, 5 So shall Thy servants' hopes be crowned, 814 1 1 Kings viil. 29. L. M. LEEDS SEL. THOU, before whose piercing eye Naked and open all things lie, Now may our hearts Thy praise confess, 2 For ever let Thine eye of love 3 Under Thine eye, long may it stand, That children's children here may sing 4 In all the changes here below, 5 To listening sinners here around 815 Acts. vii. 48-50. 1 THE perfect world by Adam trod, Was the first temple,-built by God: His flat laid the corner-stone, And heaved its pillars one by one. 2 He hung its starry roof on high, The broad illimitable sky: He spread its pavement, green and bright, And curtained it with morning light. 3 The mountains in their places stood, The sea, the sky,-and "all was good;" And when its first pure praises rang, The morning stars together sang. |