A Life becoming the Gospel.
1 WHEN Jesus, our great Master, came To teach us in his Father's name, In every act, in every thought,
He lived the precepts which he taught. 2 So let our lips and lives express The holy gospel we profess;
So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine.
3 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honours of our Maker, God, When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin.
1 GREAT God of grace, arise, and shine With beams of heavenly light; From this dark world of sin dispel The long and doleful night.
2 Let no inferior being share The honours due to thee;
May every nation know thy name, And thy salvation see.
3 No more may persecution dare To lift her iron rod;
No longer shed the blood of saints, And plead a zeal for God.
4 With all its pure and native light, Lord, may thy gospel shine; May error fly like noxious mists Before this light divine.
5 While heavenly truth her charms reveals, May love each breast inspire; Nor one base passion ever mix, To quench this sacred fire.
1 THUS saith the first and great command,— Let all thine inward powers unite To love thy Maker and thy God, With utmost vigor and delight.
2 Then shall thy neighbor, next in place, Thy heart's sincere affection prove; And let thy wishes for thyself
Measure to him the debt of love.
3 But while these sacred truths we own, How cold remain our bosoms still! Wake our best feelings, God of love, And mould our spirits to thy will.
The Influence of Love.
1 LOVE is the strongest tie
That can our hearts unite; Love makes our service liberty, Our every burden light.
2 We run in God's commands, When love directs the way; With willing hearts and active hands, Our Maker's will obey.
3 Love softens all our toil,
And makes our bondage blest; The gloomy desert wears a smile When love inspires the breast.
4 Let love for ever grow,
And banish wrath and strife; So shall we witness here below The joys of social life.
5 When we ascend the skies, And see the Saviour's face, Love will to full perfection rise, And reign through all the place.
Thou shalt love the Lord thy God.
1 Thus shalt thou love the Almighty Lord, With all thy heart, and soul, and mind:" So speaks to man that sacred word,
For counsel and reproof designed.
2 "With all thy heart:" no idol thing, Though close around the heart it twine, Its interposing shade must fling,
To darken that pure love of thine.
3 "With all thy mind:" each varied power, Creative fancy, musings high,
And thoughts that glance behind, before, These must religion sanctify.
4 "With soul and strength:" thy days of ease, While vigor nerves each youthful limb, And hope and joy, and health and peace, All must be freely brought to him.
Watchfulness and Prayer.
1 My soul, be on thy guard; Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies.
2 0, watch, and fight, and pray; The battle ne'er give o'er; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore
3 Ne'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down: Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain the crown.
4 Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, To his divine abode.
1 LIKE morning, when the early breeze Breaks up the surface of the seas, That, in their furrows, dark with night, The day may sow the seeds of light,- 2 Thy grace can send its breathings o'er The spirit, dark and lost before; And freshening all its depths, prepare For truth divine to enter there.
3 Till David touched his sacred lyre, In silence lay the unbreathing wire; But when he swept its chords along, E'en angels stooped to hear the song. 4 So sleeps the soul, till thou, O Lord, Shalt deign to touch its lifeless chord; Till, waked by thee, its breath shall rise In music worthy of the skies.
Heavenly Glory on Earth.
1 COME, ye who love the Lord,
And let your joys be known; Join in a song, with sweet accord, While ye surround the throne.
2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place; Religion never was designed To make our pleasures less.
3 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
4 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry;
We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high.
1 OMNISCIENT God, 'tis thine to know The springs whence wrong opinions flow; To judge from principles within, When frailty errs, and when we sin.
2 Who with another's eye can read, Or worship by another's creed? Revering thy command alone, We humbly seek and use our own. 3 If wrong, forgive; accept, if right, Whilst, faithful, we obey our light, And, judging none, are zealous still To follow, as to learn, thy will. 4 When shall our happy eyes behold Thy people, fashioned in thy mould? And charity our kindred prove Derived from thee, O God of love?
1 GREAT God, whose all-pervading eye Sees every passion of my soul, When sunk too low, or raised too high, Teach me those passions to control.
2 Temper the fervors of my frame; Be charity their constant spring; And, O, let no unhallowed flame Pollute the sacrifice I bring.
3 Let peace with piety unite
To mend the bias of my will, While hope and holy faith excite, And wisdom regulates, my zeal:
4 That wisdom, which to meekness turns,- Wisdom, descending from above; And let my zeal, whene'er it burns, Be kindled by the fire of love.
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