The praise of every holy thought 4 From thee, through Jesus, we receive In whom we are, and move, and live:- HYMN 22. (III. 1.) 1 SING, my soul, his wondrous love, Who, from yon bright throne above, Ever watchful o'er our race, Still to man extends his grace. 2 Heav'n and earth by him were made, 3 God, the merciful and good, 4 Sing, my soul, adore his name; Praise him till he calls thee home, HYMN 23. 1 GRACE! 'tis a charming sound! Harmonious to the ear; (6. M.) Heaven with the echo shall resound, 2 Grace first contriv'd a way And all the means that grace display, 3 Grace guides my wand'ring feet 4 Grace all the work shall crown It lays in heav'n the topmost stone, 1 L' V. THE CHURCH. HYMN 24. (s. M.) IKE Noah's weary dove, The cheerless waters found; 2 O cease, my wand'ring soul, Has not for thee a home. 3 Behold the Ark of God, Hasten to gain that dear abode, 5 And, when the waves of ire The Ark shall ride the sea of fire- LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, (S. M.) The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Church, O God! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons, My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget Her welfare, or her wo, Let every joy this heart forsake, 5 For her my tears shall fall; To her my cares and toils be given, 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Our Saviour and our King, 8 Sure as thy truth shall last, The brightest glories earth can yield, 1 NOT to the terrors of the Lord, s Behold th' innumerable host All join in Christ, their vital Head, HYMN 27. 1 BLEST is the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love: (S. M.) 2 Before our Father's throne Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; 4 When we at death must part, 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, And perfect love and friendship reign HYMN 28. Psalm cxxii. The Church in Glory. (II. 1.) 1 WITH joy shall I behold the day And points me to his rest. 2 Ev'n now, to my expecting eyes I view her mansions, that contain There, crown'd with everlasting joy, 4 The King a seat hath there prepar'd, His palaces with joy abound; His saints, by him with glory crown'd, 5 Mother of cities! o'er thy head Bright peace, with healing wings outspread, Let me, blest seat! my name behold HYMN 29. Isaiah lii. 1, 2. (L. M.) 1 TRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength! 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known: Deck'd in the robes of righteousness, The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting host Their vict❜ry and thy sorrows boast. 4 God from on high has heard thy prayer, His hand thy ruins shall repair: Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. VI. FESTIVALS AND FASTS. THE LORD'S DAY. HYMN 30. 1 AWAKE, ye saints, awake, And hail this sacred day; In loftiest songs of praise (II. 4.) Your joyful homage pay: Welcome the day that God hath blest, The type of heav'n's eternal rest. 2 On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose; Heaven with hosannas rings, |