4 Speak Lord! and from our earliest days
Incline our hearts to love thy ways.
Thy wak'ning voice hath reach'd our ear,
Speak Lord to us, thy servants hear.
5 And ye who know the Saviour's love,
And richly all his mercies prove;
To us your friendly aid afford,
That we may early serve the Lord.
1 TO thee, Almighty Lord, to thee
Our infant voices rise;
Accept, O God, our feeble praise,
And humble Sacrifice.
2 We glorify, we bless thy name,
For all thy mercies giv'n ;
But most for our Redeemer, sent way to heav'n.
30 may we ever bless the God
Whose mercies thus we prove,
Who bids the infant tongue proclaim
The wonders of his love.
1 OH! Saviour thine unfading pow'r,
Beside the Eternal stood,
To frame, in nature's earliest hour,
The land, the sky, the flood;
2 Yet didst thou not disdain awhile
An infant form to wear,
To bless thy mother with a smile,
And lisp thy falter'd pray'r.
3 But in thy Father's own abode,
With Israel's elders round,
Conversing high with Israel's God,
Thy chiefest joy was found.
4 So may our youth adore thy name!
And Saviour, deign to bless
With fost'ring grace the timid flame
Of early holiness.
1 SAVIOUR upon thy glorious throne,
Exalted thou dost shine;
What can we render unto thee,
When all the world's are thine?
2 But thou hast brethren here below,
Partakers of thy grace,
Whose humble names thou wilt confess,
Before thy Father's face.
3 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, And visited and cheer'd;
And in their accents of distress,
The Saviour's voice is heard.
4 Thyself with gratitude and love, We in thy poor would see;
O let us joyfully return
What we receive from thee.
AT THE CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH.
1 LORD of Hosts, to thee we raise,
Here a house of pray'r and praise;
Thou, thy people's hearts prepare,
Here to meet for praise and prayer.
2 Let the living here be fed,
With thy word, the heav'nly bread;
Here in hope of glory bless'd
May the dead be laid to rest.
3 Here to thee a temple stand
While the sea shall gird the land ;
Here reveal thy mercy sure,
While the sun and moon endure.
4 Hallelujah,-earth and sky
To the joyful sound reply;
Hallelujah, hence ascend
Pray'r and praise till time shall end..
1 FOR mercies, countless as the sands,
Which daily I receive ;
From Jesus my Redeemer's hands,
My soul, what canst thou give ?
2 Alas! from such a heart as mine,
What can I bring him forth?
My best is stain'd and dy'd with sin,
My all is nothing worth.
3 Yet this acknowledgement I'll make
For all he has bestow'd;
Salvation's sacred cup I'll take
And call upon my God.
4 The best returns for one like me,
So wretched and so poor,-
Is from his gifts to draw a plea,
And ask him still for more.
1 BENEATH our feet and o'er our head
Is equal warning giv'n;
Beneath us lie the countless dead,
Above us is the heav'n.
2 Their names are graven on the stone,
Their bones are in the clay,
And ere another day is done,
Ourselves may be as they.
3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light
Of youth's soft cheek decay,
And death descend in sudden night,
On manhood's middle day.
eyes have seen the steps of age
Halt feebly towards the tomb;
And yet shall earth our hearts engage,
And dreams of days to come.
5 Turn, mortal turn, thy danger know,
Where'er thy foot can tread,
The earth rings hollow from below,
And warns thee of her dead.
1 OFT as the bell with solemn toll,
Speaks the departure of a soul,
Let each one ask himself, am I
Prepar'd, should I be call'd to die?
2 Then leaving all we lov'd below,
To God's tribunal we must go;
Must hear the judge pronounce our fate,
And fix our everlasting state.
3 Lord Jesus! help us now to flee,
And seek our hope alone in thee;
Thy cleansing Spirit, Saviour give!
Subdue our sins, and let us live.
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