Assist the offerings of my tongue 2 Through all the dangers of the day, But, O how few returns of love, ; 4 What have I done for him that died, 5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine, And to thy grace my soul resign, 6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood, 1 A HYMN. HRIST the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say; Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle's won; Lo! our sun's eclipse is o'er, Lo! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ hath burst the gates of hell; Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath open'd paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King, Where, O Death, is now thy sting? Once he died our souls to save, Where's thy victory, O Grave! 5 Soar we now, where Christ hath led, Following our exalted Head; Made like him, like him we rise, 6 Hail, the Lord of earth and heaven, 7 King of glory, soul of bliss, 1 Thee to know, thy power to prove, H 1 A HYMN. IS mercies in Jesus renew'd, A fountain of infinite good, A sea without bottom or shore: My Lord inexpressibly kind, O when shall I thank him above, ibpcr 0; To Jésus eternally join'd, Absorb'd in the depths of his love. A HYMN. GIVE me the wings of faith to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, 2 Once they were mourning here below, 3 I ask them whence their vict'ry came, They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death.my bod 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod, And, following their incarnate God, 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given, 1 While the long cloud of witnesses, IN A HYMN. N all my vast concerns with thee, To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee 2 Thy all surrounding sight surveys My public walks, my private ways, 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 4 O wond'rous knowledge, deep and high. 5 So let thy grace șurround me still, 1 PSALM XC. GOD, our help in ages past, 2 Under the shadow of thy throne Sufficient is thy arm alone, 3. Before the hills in order stood, A thousand ages in thy sight, Short as the watch that ends the night, 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, 7 O God, our help in ages past, 1 PSALM XCI. 'H'shall under the Almighty's shade Secure and undisturb'd abide: My God, in whom I will confide. 2 Thy tender love and watchful care Shall free me from the fowler's snare, And from the noisome pestilence: Thy truth shall be my strong defence. That in the hottest seasons slay. 4 A thousand at thy side shall die, While thy firm health untouch'd remains ; Thou only shalt look on and see And count the sinner's mournful gains. Shall give his angels strict commands; And they, lest thou should'st chance to meet With some rough stone to wound thy feet, Shall bear thee safely in their hands. PSALM XCIII. 1 W The Lord that o'er all nature reigns; WITH glory clad, with strength array'd, The world's foundation strongly laid, 2 How sure establish'd is thy throne, 3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, 4 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure: 1 And they, that in thy house would dwell, That happy station to secure, Must still in holiness excel. T PSALM CXXI. 10 Heaven I lift my waiting eyes, The Lord, that built the earth and skies, |