3

O! hearts are bruised and dead,

And homes are bare and cold,

And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled,

Are straying from the fold.

4 To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,

To tend the lone and fatherless
Is angel's work below.

5 The captive to release,

To God the lost to bring,

To teach the way of life and peace,
It is a Christ-like thing.

6 And we believe thy word,

Though dim our faith may be;
Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto thee.

300 "Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil [D. C. M. the law of Christ."

LORD, lead the way the Saviour went,

By lane and cell obscure,

And let love's treasures still be spent,

Like his, upon the poor:

Like him through scenes of deep distress,

Who bore the world's sad weight,

We, in their crowded loneliness,

Would seek the desolate.

2 For thou hast placed us side by side
In this wide world of ill,

And, that thy followers may be tried,
The poor are with us still.

Mean are all offerings we can make,
But thou hast taught us, Lord,
If given for the Saviour's sake,
They lose not their reward.

VII. SPECIAL SEASONS.

THANKSGIVING AND HARVEST-HOME.

301 O come, let us sing unto the Lord; let us

heartily rejoice in the strength of our sal-
vation."

[L. M

From the xcv. Psalm.

COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our almighty King,
And high our grateful voices raise,
As our Salvation's rock we praise

2 Into his presence let us haste

To thank him for his favours past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.

3 For God the Lord, enthroned in state,
Is with unrivall'd glory great;

The depths of earth are in his hand,
Her secret wealth at his command.

4 O let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;

Low on our knees with reverence fall,
And on the Lord our Maker call.

302 "Thou crownest the year with thy goodness."
PRAISE to God, immortal praise,

For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let thy praise our tongues employ:
All to thee, our God, we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow.

2 All the blessings of the fields,
All the stores the garden yields,
Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
All the plenty summer pours,
Autumn's rich, o'erflowing stores:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

4 Feace, prosperity, and health,
Private bliss and public wealth,
Knowledge, with its gladdening streams,
Pure religion's holier beams:

Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

[SIX 75.

303 "O clap your hands together, all ye people: 0 [P. M. sing unto God with the voice of melody."

NOW thank we all our God,

With heart and hands and voices,
Who wondrous things hath done,
In whom his world rejoices;

Who from our mother's arms

Hath bless'd us on our way
With countless gifts of love,
And still is ours to-day.

2 O may this bounteous God
Through all our life be near us,
With ever joyful hearts
And blessed peace to cheer us;
And keep us in his grace,

And guide us when perplex'd,

And free us from all ills

In this world and the next.

3 All praise and thanks to God
The Father now be given,

The Son, and him who reigns.
With them in highest heaven,
The One eternal God,

Whom earth and heaven adore,

For thus it was, is now,

And shall be evermore.

S

ALVATION doth to God belong,

His power and grace shall be our song;
From him alone all mercies dow,

His arm alone subdues the foe.

2 Then praise this God, who bows his ear
Propitious to his people's prayer;
And though deliverance he may stay,
Yet answers still in his own day.

3 O may this goodness lead our land,
Still saved by thine Almighty hand,
The tribute of its love to bring
To thee, our Saviour and our King.

305

"Who giveth food to all flesh; for his mercy
endureth for ever."

175.

PRAISE, O praise our God and King!

Hymns of adoration sing;

For his mercies still endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 Praise him that he made the sun

Day by day his course to run;

For his mercies still endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure: