6 Sprinkled afresh with pard'ning blood,
I lay me down to rest,
As in the embraces of my God,
Or on my Saviour's breast.
HYMN 24. C. M. St. Martins. [*]
3 While we pray for pardoning grace,
Through the dear Redeemer's name,
Show thy reconciled face,
Take away our sin and shame.
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this night with thee.
4 When the morn shall bid us rise,
May we feel thy presence near!
May thy glory meet our eyes,
When we in thy house appear!
There afford us, Lord! a taste,
Of our everlasting feast.
5 May the Gospel's joyful sound,
Conquer sinners, comfort saints,
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief for all complaints.
Thus may all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.
HYMN 26. C. M. Zion. [b*]
Swiftness of Time. New Year.
1 Remark, my soul! the narrow bound,
Of the revolving year;
How swift the weeks complete their round! How short the months appear!
2 So fast eternity comes on-
And that important day,
When all that mortal life hath done,
God's judgment shall survey.
3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass
The swift revolving year;
And study artful ways t' increase
The speed of its career.
4 Waken, O God! my careless heart,
Its great concerns to see;
That I may act the Christian part,
And give the year to thee.
5 So shall their course more grateful roll,
If future years arise;
Or this shall bear my waiting soul
To joys above the skies. DODDRIDGE,
HYMN 27. LM. Pilesgrove. [*]
Help obtained of God. New Year.
1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand,
By which supported still we stand.
The op'ning year thy mercy shows;
Let mercy crown it till it close.
2 By day, by night, at home, abroad,
Still we are guarded by our God;
By his incessant bounty fed,
By his unerring counsel led.
3 With grateful hearts the past we own;
The future-all to us unknown,
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
4 In scenes exalted or depress'd,
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
Ador'd through all our changing days.
5 When death shall interrupt our songs,
And seal in silence mortal tongues,
Our Helper, God, in whom we trust,
In better worlds our souls shall boast. RIPPON'S COL.
HYMN 28. C. M. Reading. [b]
1 See, gracious Lord! before thy throne,
Thy mourning people bend!
'Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone,
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us leave to pray.
2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great;
But we will not despair; Still open is thy mercy seat
To penitence and prayer.
3 Kind Intercessor! to thy love
This blessed hope we owe;
O! let thy merits plead above,
While we implore below.
4 O gracious God! for Jesus' sake,
Attend our humble cry;
Nor let thy kindling vengeance break
Destruction from on high.
5 Though justice near thy awful throne
Attend thy dread command,
Lord! hear thy servants, hear thy Son,
And save a guilty land.
STEELE.
HYMN 30. L. M. Old Hundred. [*]
1 Almighty sov'reign of the skies!
To thee let songs of gladness rise;
Each grateful heart its tribute bring,
And ev'ry voice thy goodness sing.
2 From thee our choicest blessings flow,
Life, health, and strength thy hands bestow,
The daily good thy creatures share,
Springs from thy providential care.
3 The rich profusion nature yields,
The harvest waving o'er the fields;
The cheering light, refreshing show'r,
Are gifts from thy exhaustless store.
4 At thy command the vernal bloom,
Revives the world from winter's gloom,
The summer's heat the fruit matures,
And Autumn all her treasures pours.
From thee proceed domestick ties,
Connubial bliss, paternal joys;
On thy support the nations stand,
Obedient to thy high command.
6 But how shall frail, imperfect man,
Whose being reaches but a span,
Attempt in earth-born strains to prove,
The wonders of redeeming love!
7 Let ev'ry pow'r of heart and tongue,
Unite to swell the grateful song,
While age and youth in chorus join,
And praise the Majesty Divine. HARTFORD COL.
HYMN 31. L. M. Pilesgrove. [*]
Publick Thanksgiving.
1 Eternal Source of every joy!
Well may thy praise our lips employ;
While now before thee, we appear,
To hail thee Sovereign of the year.
2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hand supports and guides the whole;
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness, when to veil the skies.
3 The flowery spring at thy command,
Perfumes the air, and paints the land;
The summer rays with vigour shine,
To raise the corn and cheer the vine.
4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours
Thro' all our coasts redundant stores;
And winters, soften'd by thy care,
No more the face of horrour wear.
5 Seasons, and months, and weeks and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade. RIPPON'S COL.
HYMN 32. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]
1 Since Jesus freely did appear To grace a marriage feast,
Dear Lord! we ask thy presence here,
To make a wedding guest.
2 Upon the bridal pair look down,
Who now have plighted hands;
Their union with thy favour crown,
And bless the nuptial bands.
3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow,
Of all rich dow'mes best;
Their substance bless, and peace bestow
To sweeten all the rest.
4 In purest love their souls unite,
That they with Christian care,
May make domestick burthens light,
By taking mutual share.
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