2 From all ill dreams defend our sight, VIII. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. 360 Thy statutes have been my songs in the house [C. M. FATHER of mercies! in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines. 2 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Attend the blissful sound. 3 O may these heavenly pages be And still new beauties may And still increasing light. I see, 4 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Teach me to love thy sacred word, 361 "O Lord, how manifold are thy works." [L. M. THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, But when our eyes behold thy word, 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor will thy spreading Gospel rest, 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise; 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renewed and sins forgiven: 362 "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light [7s. 6s. unto my path." WORD of God incarnate, O wisdom from on high, O truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky! Shines on from age to age. 2 The Church from her dear Master O'er all the earth to shine. Where gems of truth are stored, 3 It floateth like a banner Before God's host unfurl'd; It shineth like a beacon 4 O make thy Church, dear Saviour, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old; Double. O teach thy wandering pilgrims 363 "The law of the Lord is an undefiled law, con GOD'S verting the soul." From the xix. Psalm. OD'S perfect law converts the soul, With sacred wisdom his sure word The ignorant inspires. 2 The statutes of the Lord are just, His pure commands, in search of truth, 3 His perfect worship here is fix'd, His equal laws are in the scales 4 Of more esteem than golden mines, More sweet than honey, or the drops 5 My trusty counsellors they are, [C. M. 364 'How excellent is thy loving kindness, O God." BEHOLD, the morning sun Begins his glorious way! His beams through all the nations run, 2 But where the Gospel comes, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 3 My gracious God, how plain 4 I hear thy word with love, [S. M. 365 "Thy word is true from the beginning.” [C. M A GLORY gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun: It gives a light to every age: It gives, but borrows none. 2 The Hand that gave it still supplies His truths upon the nations rise; |