Seeking the Pastures of CHRIST the Shepherd. Solomon's Song i, 7. HOU, whom my soul admires above All earthly joy and earthly love e Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, Where do thy sweetest pastures grow? e 2 Where is the shadow of that rock, That from the sun defends thy flock? Fain would I feed among thy sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep. 3 Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown? o My constant feet would never rove, Would never seek another love. Now, in the gospel's clearest glass, He shows the beauties of his face. b 3 Gently he draws my heart along, Both with his beauties, and his tongue; u "Rise," saith my Lord, "make haste away, "No mortal joys are worth thy stay. b 4 "The Jewish wintry state is gone, "The mists are fled,the spring comes on; "The sacred turtle dove we hear • "Proclaim the new, the joyful year. -5 "The immortal vine of heav'nly root "Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit: e Lo we are come-to taste the wine; Our souls rejoice, and bless the Vine. 6 And when we hear our Jesus say, "Rise up, my Love, make haste away!" u Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, And leave all earthly loves behind. PORTUGAL. HYMN 72. L. M. The Coronation of CHRIST, and Espous als of the Church. Solomon's Song iii,2. AUGHTERS of Sion, come,behold The crown of honour and of gold, Which the glad church, with joys unPlac'd on the head of Solomon. [known, 2 Jesus, thou everlasting King, b 3 Let ev'ry act of worship be, Like our espousals, Lord, to thee; 04 The gladness of that happy day! --5 Each foll' wing minute as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys; o 'Till we are rais'd to sing thy name, At the great supper of the Lamb. 6 6 0 that the months would roll away, A little spot-inclos'd by grace, Out of the world's wide wilderness. -2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, Planted by God the Father's hand; o 3 Awake, O heav'nly wind, and come, ་ -4 Make our best spices flow abroad, o 8 Jesus, we will frequent thy board, HYMN 76. L. M. CARIST dwells in Heaven, but visits on Earth. Solomon's Song vi, 1, 2, 3, 12. 1 W WHEN strangers stand and hear me tell What beauties in my Saviour dwell; Where he is gone they fain would know, That they might seek and love him too." 2 My best Beloved keeps his throne, 5 He takes my soul e'er I'm aware, o 6 0 may my spirit daily rise, On wings of faith above the skies; e 'Till death shall make my last remove, To dwell forever with my love. ISLINGTON. HYMN 80. L. M. An Evening Hymn. Psalm iv, 8, and iii, 5, 6, and exli, 8. 1HUS far the Lord has led me on, Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days; And ev'ry evening should make known, Some fresh memorials of his grace. e 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I perhaps am near my home; -But he forgives my follies past, He gives me strength for days to come. e 3 I lay my body down to sleep, Peace is the pillow for my head;! -While well appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4454 e 6 Thus when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground; And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. WORSHIP. BATH. HYMN 81. L. M. A Song for Morning and Evening. Lam. iii, 23; Isa. xlv, 7. M The gifts are evry evening new; Y God, how endless is thy love! And morning mercies from above, 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sov'reign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command, To thee I consecrate my days; Perpetual blessings from thine hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. NANTWICH. SICILIAN. Contend with their Creator God? -2 Behold, he puts his trust in none e 3But how much meaner things are they, 4 From night to day, from day to night, 5 Almighty pow'r, to thee we how; GENEVA. HYMN 83. C. M. Affliction and Death under Providence. Job v, 6, 7, 8. 1 OT from the dust affliction grows, N Nor troubles rise by chance; p Yet we are born to cares and woes; A sad inheritance! -2 As sparks break out from burning And still are upwards borne; [coals, p So grief is rooted in our souls, And man grows up to mourn. -3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, 04 Not all the pains that ere I bore HYMN 84. L. M. Salvation, Righteousness, and Stingik in CHRIST. Isa. xlv, 21-25. e 1 EHOVAH speaks, let Israel hear! d 2 "I am the last, and I the first, 3 [Ye that in shades of darkness dwell, g 4 I by my holy name have sworn, 5 Iu me, alone, shall men confess, Lies all their strength and righteousness: e But such as dare despise my name, I'll clothe them with eternal shame. 2 [Life is the hour that God has givʼn 3 The living know that they must die, e 4 [Their hatred, and their love is lost, -5 Then, what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might pursue; e Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith,nor hope, beneath the ground. 6 There are no acts of pardon past, In the cold grave to which we haste; a But darkness, death, and long despair Reign in eterual silence there. ARMLEY. BATH. HYMN 89. L. M. Youth and Judgment. Eccl. xi, 9. 01 E sons of Adam, vain and young Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongie; Taste the delights your souls desire, And give a loose to all your fire. 2 Pursue the pleasures you design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine; Enjoy the day of mirth;-but know, a There is a day of judgment too! e 3 God from on high beholds your tho❜ts, His book records your secret faults; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun. 4 The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terrour through: p How will ye stand before his face, -5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes p 3 The dust returns to dust again: e 4 Eternal King, I fear thy name! HYMN 93. L. M. CHRIST or Wisdom obeyed or resisted. Prov. viii, 34- -36. 1 HUS saith the wisdom of the Lord, "Blest is the man who hears my word; Keeps daily watch before my gates, ? The soul that seeks me shall obtain Immortal wealth, and heav'nly gains o Wisdom descends to heal the And chase the darkness of the p 2 Our guilty souls are drown'd in 'Till his atoning blood appears: o Then, we awake from deep distress, o And sing, THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUS NESS. e 3 Our very frame is mix'd with sin; 4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, e 5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess Grace, wisdom,pow'r,and righteousness; g Thou art our mighty Ail-and we, Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. LEEDS. QUERCY. |