5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole; ; 6 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon, HOLY HYMN 36. C. M. The third command. OLY and rev'rend is the name Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry, 2 Holy is he in all his works, But sinners and their wicked ways 3 The deepest rev'rence of the mind, Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart 4 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Let not thy tongue the Lord blaspheme, 5 Thou holy God! preserve my soul The pure in heart, and hands, and lips, 1 HYMN 37. First Part. L. M. W VHEN God his gracious promise made To faithful Abra'm and his seed, To show his grace and truth to both, Confirm'd the promise with an oath. 2 So, by an oath, in ev'ry age, The saints their promise oft engage; 4 But when great facts demand high proof, 6 Christians, the worthiest men on earth, To what is held the last appeal. HYMN 37. Second Part. C. M. Perjury. 1 ET those who bear the christian name The saints, the follow'rs of the Lamb, 2 True to the solemn oaths they take, Constant and just to all they speak: 3 Still with their lips their hearts agree, They're sure the God of truth can see 4 Deceits they hate, they dread all lies, 5 Lo! from above the Lord descends, 6 While Satan trembles at the sight, HYMN 38. First Part. L. M. 1 RETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless'd; Another six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns 3 O! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ; And draw from Christ that sweet repose, Which for the church of God remains, 5 With joy, great God, thy works we scan, 1 In holy comforts, pass away; How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, HYMN 38. Second Part. C. M. COME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep. On this sweet day of rest; O! bless this flock, and make this fold 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, 4 These are the sweet and precious days 5 O! if my soul, when death appears, 6 I long for that delightful hour, I shall be cloth'd in robes divine, And made for ever blest. HYMN 38. 1 TH Third Part. L. M. The eternal Sabbath. HINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love; But there's a nobler rest above: To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and warm desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin, nor hell shall reach the place;. Nor groans shall mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose; No midnight shade, no clouded sun; But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 O long-expected day! begin 1 Dawn on these realms of woe and sin: HYMN 39. First Part. L. M. GREAT Source of order, Maker wise! Whose throne is high above the skies; We praise thy name; thy laws ordain, That order shall on earth obtain. 2 Let each inferior rank revere What's right by each inferior too. |