SABBATH (and Public Worship). Ps. 866- SAINTS (Happiness, Privileges, Safety of.). (in Bliss). H. 1332, 1333, 1375,1376- SEA. H. 319, 321, 323, 1355. SIN (Original). Ps. 4; H. 10, 12, 13, (Forsaken). Ps. 388; H. 393, 413, (Forgiven). Ps. 382, 386; H. 539, 716, (Conversion of). H. 1158, 1162, 1262, SPIRIT (Gifts of). H. 1034, 1038, 1039, (Power of). H. 349, 1030, 1032, 1033, 1039, 1040, 1048, 1051, 1052. (Prayed for). H. 376, 973, 987, 1039, (Invoked in Prayer). H. 348, 500, 725, SUBMISSION (to Will of God). H. 287, TRINITY (Holy). H. 1110, 1111. UNITY (Christian). Ps. 1132, 1337; H. VIRGIN MARY (Blessed). H. 114. (Annunciation of.) H. 469, 470, 471. WAY (Narrow). H. 1169 WISDOM. H. 74, 178, 1204. WORD (Written). Ps. 34, 263, 264; H. PSALMS AND HYMNS FOR THE CHRISTIAN SEASONS. 1 Psalm x. 13. Arise, O Lord, &c. 1 ARISE, O Lord, with healing rod, Lift up Thine hand and save, O God; Arise to help the meek: for why Should impious tongues Thy Name defy? 2 Aloud they boast, 'Our acts are free; God hides His face: God will not see: But Thou hast seen: Thy piercing ray Through sin's dark windings flashes day. 3 Recorded by Thy righteous hand The sinner's deeds for judgment stand: To Thee the poor commits his cause, His help from Thee the friendless draws: 4 Quell Thou the scornful arm, and beat The proud oppressor from his seat: Proclaim The reign of sin is o'er, The place that knew it knows no more. 5 O Lord the King of boundless might, The wicked perish from Thy sight: 'Tis Thine the drooping heart to cheer, The cries of praying saints to hear, 6 The orphan's injured cause to try, And, in Thy people's peril nigh, To snatch them from the spoiler's rage, And guard their rightful heritage. 7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow, &c. 3 Psalm xiii. How long wilt Thou forget me 1 How long forgotten, Lord, by Thee, B 5 In vain ye strive, O race abhorred, For God is with His saints, the Lord 6 O when will our redemption spring 7 When God shall hear His people's voice, 5 Psalm xxxvii. Fret not thyself, &c: 1 Nor in envy, not in anger, On the wicked bend thine eye: Like the grass, they wait the mower, Like the leaves, they fade and die. 2 Seek the Lord, and do thy duty: in the land abide, Fe Him, whose faithful mercies Glad All thou needest will provide. 3 To the Lord commit thy burden: Trust Him; He will act for thee; And, as noon, thine equity. 4 Not in wrath and guilty malice Waiting for the Lord, shall live. 5 Pause awhile: -where now the scorner? Seek him, he is found no more: But the meek the land inherit, Peace is theirs in plenteous store. 6 Glory be to God the Father, &c. PART II. 7 Better is the good man's little Guard the fortunes of the good: Saints will lend with generous hand: Whom He curseth fade and perish, Whom He blesseth hold the land. 11 Glory be to God the Father, &c. 6 Psalm xxxvii. 23. The steps of a good 1 LORD, Thou wilt guard with faithful love The just man, whom Thine eyes approve; 2 I have been young, and now am old, 3 The good man's heart with pity glows: In fruitful showers of heavenly grace. 4 Depart from ill, to good incline 5 Soon shall His everlasting doom 6 The Father, Son, and Spirit bless, &c. PART II. 7 Blest is the mouth by wisdom taught, The good man's tongue, with justice fraught: The law of God, his inward guide, 8 I saw the sinner: bold was he, 10 The Lord defends the righteous seed; 7 &c. Psalm xlii. As the hart panteth, &c: 1 As pants the hind for cooling streams, So longs my soul for Thee, O God; my heart is all athirst 2 When shall I stand before His face? By night on tears: 'Where now thy The busy mockers say. 3 Where now thy God? the scorner cries: O keen and cruel word! Through all my bones with murderous dint It stabbeth like a sword. 4 Why art thou heavy, O my soul? O put thy trust in God: on Him 5 Yea, know that I shall thank Him yet Who shines on me with saving light, 8 Psalm xlvi. God is our refuge and 1 GOD, our Hope and Strength abiding, Where in Ocean's heart they lie. 2 Let them roar, his awful surges; Let them boil-each dark-browed Tremble, where the proud wave urges: Zion's joy, flow clear and still: 3 Joy of God's abode, the station Where the Eternal fixed His tent:- On her place she towers unbent. Ere the stars of morn be spent. 4 Heathens rage, dominions tremble, O'er the wide earth wars allay. Wild war-chariots Burn before Him, quenched as tow. 6 'Silence-for the Almighty know Me; O'er the heathen throned am I, 9 Throned where earth must crouch below Me:'. Lord of Hosts, we know thee nigh: God of Jacob, Thou art still our Rock on high. Psalm xc. Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling-place in all generations, &c. 1 LORD, Thou hast been Thy people's rest Through every generation: Their refuge sure when peril pressed, Thou, ere the mountains sprang to birth, 2 The sons of men return to clay When Thou the word hast spoken, |