J. ZUNDEL. EMPYREAN. S. M. 1. My soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, grace So far the riches of His And His forgiving love, 4 The pity of the Lord To those that fear His Name, He knows our feeble frame. 5 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, 6 But Thy compassions, Lord, 35 To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. WILLIAM GOODE. 1 Now let our songs arise, 2 Sing to the Lord, our God, And bless His sacred Name; His great salvation, all abroad, From day to day proclaim. 3 Great is the eternal Lord, 4 Through earth, let every tribe, 36 1 To God, the only wise, ISAAC WATTS. Our Saviour, and our King, 2 'Tis His almighty love, His counsel, and His care, Preserve us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne; 5 To our Redeemer, God, day of joy and light, Arr. by L. MASON. 1. {0 day of rest and gladness, balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright; On thee, the high and low-ly, 9:4 24 Bend-ing before the throne, Sing holy, holy, holy, To God the Three in One. 37 CHRISTOPHER WORDSWORTH. 2 On thee, at the creation, On thee, for our salvation, Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee, our Lord, victorious, And thus on thee, most glorious, 3 Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; A day of holy love, From earth to things above. 4 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls; The silver trumpet calls, With soul-refreshing streams. 5 New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, 38 To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voice upraises To Thee, blest Three in One. JOHN OF DAMASCUS: J. M. NEALE. 1 THE day of resurrection, From earth unto the sky, 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, 3 Now let the heavens be joyful; Their notes let all things blend, x. SABBATH. 7. 6 lines. L. MASON. 1. Safely thro' another week, God has brought us on our way; Let us now a bless-ing seek, Waiting in His courts to day: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest; Day of all the week the best, Em-blem of e - er - nal rest. TAPPAN. C. M. G. KINGSLEY. 3 Frequent the day of God re-turns To shed its quick-'ning beams; And yet how slow de-votion burns, And yet how slow devotion burns, How languid are its flames. 1 FREQUENT the day of God returns 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air, And feast on love divine. 5 Where we, in high seraphic strains, 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made; 2 To-day He rose, and left the dead, To-day the saints His triumphs spread, 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, Help us, O Lord, descend, and bring 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes, in God His Father's name, 5 Hosanna, in the highest strains |