2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense; 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, HYMN 10. Third Part. P. M. THO' troubles assail, And dangers affright; Tho' friends should all fail, Yet one thing secures us, The scriptures assure us, 1 When, Satan's blind slave, And can he have taught me to trust in his name, [shame? And thus far have brought me, to put me to 5 Why should I complain Of want or distress, He told me no less: The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Thro' much tribulation, must follow the Lord. 6 How bitter that cup No heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up, That sinners might live! His way was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus suffer, and shall I repine? 7 Since all, that I meet, Shall work for my good; The bitter is sweet, The med'cine is food: Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before And then, HYMN 8. First Part. L. M. The holy Trinity. [song! queror's THERE is one God, and only one; No rivals can his essence share : He is Jehovah, he alone, And with the Lord none can compare. 2 His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Express the Maker's vast designs: They bear the impress of his name; Three. 4 What finite pow'r with ceaseless toil, 1 LG HYMN 8. Second Part. L. M. The triune God, the God of our salvation. ONG ere the sun began his days, Or moon shot forth her silver rays, Salvation's scheme was fixt, 'twas done In cov❜nant by the Three in One. 2 The Father spake, the Son replied, The Spirit with them both complied: Grace mov'd the cause for saving man, And wisdom drew the noble plan. 3 The Father chose his only Son To die for sins, that man had done; Immanuel to the choice agreed, He bought them dear; his blood they cost. HYMN 8. Third Part. C. M. A song of praise to the Holy Trinity. 2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee, All glory to th' united Three, 3 'Twas he, (and we'll adore his name) 4 Hosanna! let the earth and skies 1 Rocks, hills and vales reflect the voice HYMN 9. First Part. L. M. ALMIGHTY God we praise, and own Thee our Creator, King alone; All things were made to honour thee, 2 To thee all angels loudly cry, The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high, And cry, thrice holy to thy name. 3 Lord God of hosts, thy presence bright Fills heav'n and earth with beautious light; Th' apostles' happy company, And ancient prophets all praise thee. 4 The crowned martyrs' noble host, The holy church in ev'ry coast, Their Maker, for their Father own, Now reconcil'd in Christ his Son. HYMN 9. Second Part. C. M. Creation. 1 ORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, 3 The living tribes of countless forms, The meanest flies, the smallest worms, 4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear: And, O! let man thy praise record, 5 From thee the breath of life he drew; His brittle frame sustains. |