FATHER of all! who from Thy throne XLIV. 0. FATHER of Heaven! our blood beats high: When passion tempts us, ask if we Ere pleasure gain its deadly sway, Whate'er Thou biddest us forego! For Christ's sake have mercy, OFather! and now Pity our ignorance, quicken our prayers! And while at Thine altar we sanction the vow Of our baptism, prepare us for life and its cares! Let our spirits believe that Thou wilt not forsake Thy servants, but deeply inform them within Of the power of Thy Cross, how alone it can take From our purpose and efforts the burden of sin! O God, break our bondage! O Father, in love, From our cold unbelief set thy suppliants free! O Spirit most Holy, descend from above, Maintain in our hearts the light kindled by Thee! [shrine, And while it burns brightly, and frail is the And earthen the vessel in which it is held, Let us feel that the brightness and glory are Thine, Thine the mercy by which our dark fears are dispell'd. XLVI. FOR Thy great goodness, Lord! God feeds each hungry soul; Hallelujah! Praise to God! 0. Forth are Thy prophets sent, For sinners else undone, May we have ears to hear The Saviour's name to us be dear, Hallelujah! Praise to God! Each heart that loves the Lord, That teaches or that learns His word, May all whose strength or wealth To spread abroad His saving health, Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! XLVII. FOUNTAIN of Mercy! God of love! 0. When in the bosom of the earth Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth, The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was Thine, And mild refreshing dew. The various mercies from above We own and bless Thy gracious sway; Seed-time and harvest, night and day, XLVIII. BASIN. COLL. FROM all that dwell below the skies Eternal Spirit! Lord of all! All people shall obey Thy call; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 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! WATTS. FROM Greenland's icy mountains, Their land from Error's chain! Can we, whose souls are lighted The lamp of life deny ? The joyful sound proclaim, Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, It spreads from pole to pole; L. GLAD Light of Him who cannot die, Light of His holy glory, Thou HEBER. Jesus! the Christ! we bless Thee now! |