4 To God the Father, Son, As once triumphant rang And shall be so for evermore, World without end. Amen. Amen. [FOR WHITSUNDAY.] C.M. 382 Now abideth Faith, hope, and charity. I 1 Cor. xiii. 13. PIRIT of Truth, on this Thy day, SPI To guide us through the dreary way 2 We ask not, Lord, Thy cloven flame, 3 We mourn not that prophetic skill 4 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, HEBER. 5 When tongues shall cease, and power decay, And knowledge empty prove, Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay THE WORD OF GOD: THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. C.M. [B. BARTON.] 383 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet. I L Ps. cxix. 105. AMP of our feet, whereby we trace Stream, from the fount of heavenly grace; 2 Bread of our souls, whereon we feed ; 3 Pillar of fire, through watches dark, When waves would whelm our tossing bark, 4 Word of the everlasting God, Or heaven itself be won! 5 Lord, grant us all aright to learn And to its heavenly teaching turn, 384 I THE HE heavens declare Thy glory, Lord, We read Thy name in fairer lines. 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 shall Thy spreading Gospel rest, 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, 385 I BE S.M. EHOLD, the lofty sky And all the starry worlds on high Proclaim His power abroad. WATTS.* 386 I 2 The darkness and the light Their general voice is known ; 4 Ye British lands rejoice; 5 His statutes and commands 6 His laws are just and pure, THY law is perfect, Lord of light; ΤΗ The statutes of Thy realm are right, 2 Holy, inviolate Thy fear, Enduring as Thy throne; Thy judgments, chastening or severe, 3 Let these, O God! my soul convert, 4 By these may I be warned betimes; 5 So may the words my lips express 387 I LORD, I have made Thy word my choice, There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 2 I'll read the histories of Thy love, 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, 4 The best relief that mourners have; 388 I THY C.M. HY mercies fill the earth, O Lord; WATTS. |