2 Teach us to know the Father, Son,
And thee of both to be but one;
That, through the ages all along,
This may be our endless song;
Praise to Thy eternal merit,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
1 "CHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day,"
Sons of men and angels say;
Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing, ye heav'ns and earth reply:
Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Raise your joys and triumphs high,
Sing ye heav'ns and earth reply.
2 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ has burst the gates of hell:
Death in vain forbids his rise,
Christ hath open'd paradise:
Lives again our glorious King,
Where, O death, is now thy sting?"
Once he died our souls to save;
"Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?"
3 Hail, thou Lord of earth and heav'n!
Praise to Thee by both be giv'n!
Thee we greet triumphant now:
Hail, the Resurrection--Thou!
King of glory! soul of bliss!
Everlasting life is this—
Thee to know, thy power to prove ;
Thus to sing, and thus to love.
1 DISOWN'D of Heav'n, by man oppres't, Outcasts from Sion's hallow'd ground, Wherefore should Israel's sons, once blest, Still wander all the world around.
2 Lord! visit Thy forsaken race;
Back to Thy fold the waderers bring;
Teach them to seek thy slighted grace,
To hail in Christ their promis'd King.
3 The veil of darkness rend in twain,
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light;
The sever'd olive-branch again.
Firm to its parent stock unite.
4 Haste, glorious day! expected long!
When Jew and Greek one pray'r shall pour,
With eager feet one temple throng,
One God with grateful praise adore.
1 DREAD Jehovah! God of Nations,
From Thy temple in the skies,
Hear thy people's supplications,
And for their deliv'rance rise.
2 Lo! with deep contrition turning,
In Thy holy place we bend;
Fasting, praying, weeping, mourning,
Hear us, spare us, and defend.
3 Though our sins, each heart confounding, Long and loud for vengeance call; Thou hast mercy as abounding,
Thou hast blood can cleanse them all.
4 Let that mercy hide transgression,
Let that blood our guilt efface;
Save Thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil Thy holy place.
1 ERE another sabbath's close,
Ere again we seek repose;
Lord, our praise ascends to Thee,
At Thy throne we bow the knee.
2 For the mercies of the day,
For the rest upon our way,
Thanks to Thee alone be given,
Lord of earth and King of heaven.
3 Cold our services have been,
Mingled every prayer with sin;
But we pray Thee to forgive,
By Thy grace alone we live.
4 Whilst this thorny path we tread,
May Thy love our footsteps lead;
When our journey here is past,
May we rest with Thee at last.
1 ETERNAL Source of ev'ry joy,
Praise shall our hearts and lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear,
To bless thee, sov'reign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The day is taught by Thee to rise,
The night by Thee to veil the skies.
3 Our years and months, and weeks, and days,
Demand successive songs of praise :
Oh! be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light, and evening shade.
4 Here in Thy house let incense rise,
As circling sabbaths bless our eyes;
Till to those endless realms we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.
8-7.
1 FATHER, we commend our spirits
To Thy love, in Jesu's name:
Pleading His atoning merits
Now Thy promises we claim.
2 Oh how sweet, how true a pleasure,
Flows from love so full and free;
Oh how great, how rich a treasure,
Saviour, we possess in Thee.
3 From the world and its confusions,
Here we turn, and find our rest;
From its care and its delusions,
Turn to Thee, and we are blest.
4 By the Holy Ghost anointed,
May we do Thy holy will;
Walk the path by Thee appointed,
And Thy pleasure still fulfil.
5 Till the welcome signal hearing,
(Welcome to Thy saints alone ;)
We rejoice at Thine appearing,
Who shall claim us for Thine own.
1 FATHER of love, to whom belong
My morning vow, my evening song ;
Again, with trembling joy, to thee,
A wayward child, I bend my knee.
Myriads of angels guard thy throne,
And I am little, I am one;
Yet all thy works thine eyes survey;
Then hear and help me while I
2 Thy gifts my days with gladness crown;
Sin, only sin, hath bow'd me down.
Lord, touch my heart, and make me know
My Saviour's worth, my Saviour's woe.
Then shall my angry will be tame;
Then shall I learn and weep my shame;
The weight of wrath in judgment due
Shall feel, and feel Thy mercy too.
3 So, as I walk my earthly way,
Thy mercy, Lord, my steps shall stay,
Brighten with hope my saddest hours,
And strew my pilgrim paths with flowers.
And so, while life and breath are mine,
Shall ev'ry power in concert join
To praise the God, to whom belong
My morning vow and evening song.
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