3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll'd; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky Th' impetuous torrent ran; And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. 5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, Good will and peace are now complete, 6 Hail, Prince of Life, for ever hail! 7 Hark! the cherubic armies shout, Good will and peace are heard throughout -00000 NEW-YEAR. 1 Tenham.] HYMN 492. 10's, 5's, & 11's. OME let us anew our journey pursue, COM And never stand still till the Master appear! And our talents improve, By the patience of hope and the labour of love. 2 Our life as a dream, our time as a stream, Glides swiftly away, And the fugitive moment refuses to stay; The arrow is flown, the moment is gone: Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 3 0 that each in the day of His coming may say, "I have fought my way through, 1 have finish'd the work thou didst give me to do!"? O that each from his Lord may receive the glad word, "Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 1 3 4 Kingsworth.] HYMN 493. 4 6's & 2 8's. T THE Lord of earth and sky, And Who lengthens out our trials here, We cumber'd long the ground! On our dead souls was found; Cried, "Let it still alone!" The Father mild inclines his ear, From God obtain'd the grace Thou didst in our behalf appear, 5 1 Then dig about the root, Break up our fallow ground, To thy great praise abound; Florida.] HYMN 494. C. M. SIN ING to the great Jehovah's praise! Who kindly lengthens out our days, His providence hath brought us through We all with vows and anthems new 2 Father, thy mercies past we own, 3 Our residue of days or hours, Till Jesus in the clouds appear, 431 FAMILY WORSHIP. 1 MORNING AND EVENING. Lyminge.] HYMN 495. 6 lines 8's. W To thee directs her morning prayer; And let my heart receive its Lord: And scatter all the shades of night; To the sure word of promis'd grace: Faint glimm'ring through the darksome place: 5 Come, Lord, be manifested here, Thy beatific face display; Thy presence is the perfect day. Wormley.] HYMN 496. S. M. 1 2 3 WE lift our hearts to thee, The sun itself is but thy shade, The night of sin disperse, Which shade the universe! How beauteous nature now! With joy we view the pleasing change. 4 O may no gloomy crime Or Jesu's blood, like evening dew, Wash all its stains away! 5 May we this life improve, 1 And live this short revolving day, To God, the Father, Son, Ryton.] HYMN 497. C. M. A LL praise to Him who dwells in bliss, Who made both day and night: Whose throne is darkness in th' abyss Of Uncreated light. 2 Each thought and deed, his piercing eyes With strictest search survey; |