4 Renouncing ev'ry worldly thing,
And safe beneath thy spreading wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in thee.

FOR THE CONSECRATION OF PLACES OF WORSHIP.

928 (894) On laying the corner-stone of a church. L. M.

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WITH

WITH humble faith and fervent zeal,
We would address thy throne, O God;
O may our breathings reach thy hill,
The city of thy blest abode.

2 Oft hast thou, Lord, been pleas'd to bow
Thine ear, and listen to our cry;
Encourag'd thus, we now presume,
O let us feel thy presence nigh.

3 We come not, Lord, to plead for wealth,
Nor ask this world's vain, empty fame;
But this we ask, (deny it not,)

"To build a house to thy great name."

4 We trust thy pow'r, and not our own, The superstructure here to raise; May love divine our efforts crown,

And thy blest name have all the praise.

5 And while we're privileg'd to rear

A place in which t' approach thy throne, O may we know our souls are built On Christ the true foundation-stone.

929* The house of prayer and praise.

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ORD of hosts, to thee we raise
Here a house of prayer and praise;
Thou thy people's hearts prepare
Here to meet for praise and prayer.

2 Let the living here be fed
With thy word, the heavenly bread;
Here, in hope of glory blest,
May the dead be laid to rest;—
3 Here to thee a temple stand,
While the sea shall gird the land;
Here reveal thy mercy sure,
While the sun and moon endure.
4 Hallelujah!-earth and sky
To the joyful sound reply;
Hallelujah!-hence ascend

Prayer and praise till time shall end.

930*

1

The Spirit's presence desired.

C. M.

SPIRIT divine, attend our prayer,
And make this house thy home;
Descend with all thy gracious power;
O come, great Spirit, come.

2 Come as the light-to us reveal
Our sinfulness and woe,

And lead us in the paths of life,
Where all the righteous go.

3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts,
Like sacrificial flame;

Let ev'ry soul an off'ring be

To our Redeemer's name.

4 Come, as a dove, and spread thy wings,
The wings of peaceful love,

And let the church on earth become
Blest as the church above.

931*

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The divine blessing solicited.

NO thee this temple we devote,
Our Father and our God;

Accept it thine, and seal it now
Thy Spirit's blest abode.

2 Here may the pray'r of faith ascend,
The voice of praise arise;

C. M.

O may each lowly service prove
Accepted sacrifice.

3 Here may the sinner learn his guilt,
And weep before his Lord;
Here, pardon'd, sing a Savior's love,
And here his vows record.

4 Here may affliction dry the tear,
And learn to trust in God,
Convinc'd it is a Father smites,
And love that guides the rod.

5 Peace be within these sacred walls;
Prosperity be here;

Still smile upon thy people, Lord,
And evermore be near.

SPECIAL OCCASIONS.

932 (896) WHILE

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For New Year's Day.

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with ceaseless course the sup Hasted through the former year,

Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here;
Fix'd in an eternal state,

They have done with all below;

We a little longer wait,

But how little, none can know.

2 As the winged arrow flies

Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies

Darts and leaves no trace behind;
Swiftly thus our fleeting days

Bear us down life's rapid stream;
Upward, Lord, our spirits raise,
All below is but a dream.

3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew;

Teach us henceforth how to live,
With eternity in view:
Bless thy word to young and old,
Fill us with a Savior's love;
And when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with thee above.

933*

1

A harvest hymn.

FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love,

How rich thy bounties are!

The rolling seasons, as they move,
Proclaim thy constant care.

2 When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,

Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth
And sent the early rain.

C. M.

3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine; The plants in beauty grew;

Thou mad'st refulgent suns to shine,
And gav'st refreshing dew.

4 These various mercies from above
Matur'd the swelling grain;
A kindly harvest crowns thy love,
And plenty fills the plain.

5 We own and bless thy gracious sway;
Thy hand all nature hails:

Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day,
Summer nor winter, fails.

934 God orders times and seasons.

1

HOW

[OW pleasing is the voice
Of God, our heav'nly King,

Who bids the frosts retire,
And wakes the lovely spring!
Bright suns arise,

The mild wind blows,
And beauty glows,

Through earth and skies.

H. M.

2 The morn, with glory crown'd,
His hand arrays in smiles;
He bids the eve decline,
Rejoicing o'er the hills;
The ev'ning breeze
His breath perfumes;
His beauty blooms
In flow'rs and trees.

3 With life he clothes the spring,
The earth with summer warms;
He spreads th' autumnal feast,
And rides on wintry storms;
His gifts divine

Through all appear;
And round the year
His glories shine.

935 (900)

Sunday morning.

1 GAIN the Lord of life and light

A Awakes the kindling ray;

Dispels the darkness of the night,
And pours increasing day.

C. M.

2 0 what a night was that which wrapp'd
A sinful world in gloom!

O what a sun that broke, this day,
Triumphant from the tomb!

3 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung:

Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart,
And praise on ev'ry tongue.

4 Ten thousand, thousand lips shall join
To hail this welcome morn,

Which scatters blessings from its wings
To nations yet unborn.

936*

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The Lord's day welcomed.

ELCOME, sweet day of rest
That saw the Lord arise;

Welcome to this reviving breast
And these rejoicing eyes.

S. M.