Whate'er may be our destined case,
Accept us in thy Son;

Give us thy gospel and thy grace,
And then " Thy will be done."

HYMN 56.

Public Thanksgiving.

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and He destroy!
His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.

We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise!

Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love,

Firm as Thyself thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years have ceased to move!

HYMN 57.

Public Thanksgiving.

How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!
From Thee our various comforts spring,
Our peaceful homes, and genial skies,
The blessings liberty bestows,
The eterual joys the gospel shows-

All, from thy boundless goodness, rise.

With grateful heart, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs,

His power and mercy we proclaim; Britons through every age shall own Jehovah here has fixed his throne,

And triumph in his mighty name.

Long as the moon her course shall run, Or men behold the circling sun,

O still may God in Britain reign; Crown her just counsels with success, With peace and joy her borders bless, And all her sacred rights maintain.

HYMN 58.

For Harvest.

PRAISE to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
For the joy which harvests bring,
Grateful praises now we sing.

Clouds that drop refreshing dews,
Suns that genial heat diffuse,
Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain.

All that Spring, with bounteous hand,
Scatters o'er the smiling land;
All that liberal Autumn pours
From her overflowing stores;

These, great God, to Thee we owe,
Source, whence all our blessings flow;
And for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows, and solemn praise.

HYMN 59.

For Harvest.

FOUNTAIN of mercy! God of Love!
How rich thy bounties are!
The changing seasons as they move
Proclaim thy constant care.

When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,

Thy goodness marked its secret birth,

And sent the early rain.

The Spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine,
The plants in beauty grew;
Thou gav'st refulgent suns to shine,

And soft, refreshing dew.

These varied mercies from above
Matured the swelling grain;
A kindly harvest crowns thy love,
And plenty fills the plain.

We own and bless thy gracious sway;
Thy hand all nature hails;

Seed time nor harvest, night nor day,
Summer nor Winter, fails.

Hymns.

MISCELLANEOUS.

HYMN 60.

For God's blessing on the means of grace. GREAT God, this sacred day of thine Demands the soul's collected powers; Gladly we now to Thee resign

These solemn, consecrated hours;
O may our souls, adoring, own
The grace that calls us to thy throne!

Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly,
Where God resides appear no more:
All-seeing God, thy piercing eye

Can every secret thought explore:
O may thy grace our bosoms move,
And fix our thoughts on things above.

Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,

And bid thy Word, with life divine, Engage the ear, and warm the heart,

Then shall the day indeed be thine; Then shall our souls, adoring, own The grace that calls us to thy throne.

HYMN 61.

The ways of Providence mysterious.

GOD moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.

Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,

He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.

Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.

Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.

His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;

The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.

Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.