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2 Through heaven thy glory is display'd
In one bright day without a shade :
The nameless, endless joys of love. 3 With thee they dwell in fervid light,
Nor feel nor fear the shades of night:
But one eternal day prevail.
But truth display'd from shore to shore;
Thy glory, Lord, and worship thee. 5 'Tis done—the Sun of love appears,
The shades withdraw, the morning clears;
1 HOW shall we praise thy dear-lov'd Name,
Our Saviour and our God?
And sound thy power abroad. 2 But ah! our noblest accents die,
So weak and mean they prove; In vain our warmest praises try
To speak thy boundless love.
Can never speak its worth;
Can ever set it forth.
4 Unfathomable are its deeps,
Its height no angel knows;
And unto all it flows. 5 For love is Deity alone,
'Tis heaven and all divine;
And will for ever shine.
258. L. M. 6. This do in remembrance of me." 1 Cor. xi. 24. 1 “EAT, drink, in memory of your friend :"
Such was our Master's last request; Who all the pangs of death endur'd,
That we might live for ever bless’d. 3 Yes, we'll record thy matchless love,
Thou kindest, tenderest, best of friends! Thy dying love, the noblest praise
Our hearts can offer thee, transcends. 3 'Tis pleasure more than earth can give
Thy goodness through these vales to see ; Thy table, food celestial yields,
And happy they who sit with Thee.
By angel hosts are sung;
And join the heavenly throng. 2 Ador'd be he who comes to bless
The nations with his love;
And every cloud remove.
3 Blessed be he who comes to reign
In Zion's happy land : Jerusalem is built again,
And shall for ever stand.
No more the temple fall;
The King and Lord of all.
260. L. M.
God our Father. 1 IS there a lone and dreary hour When worldly pleasures lose their power? Our Father ! let us turn to thee,
And set each thought of darkness free. 2 Is there a time of racking grief,
Which scorns the prospect of relief? Great Father ! break the cheerless gloom,
And bid each heart its calm resume. 3 Is there an hour of peace and joy,
When hope is all our soul's employ?
Until they rest with Thee, their home. 4 The noontide blaze, the midnight scene,
The dawn, or twilight's sweet serene,
L. M. The happy state of the Christian. 1 AS we advance in wisdom's ways,
Thy love demands new songs of praise ; Our pleasures, joys, and hopes increase, And all within is settled peace.
2 Our foes with weaker power assail ;
With strength increasing we prevail;
And press with zeal towards the skies. 3 Look we at death? 'tis with delight;
A gentle sleep, and short the night;
Our souls have nothing here to dread. 4 Think we of judgment ? happy day!
Joyful the summons we obey;
And take our glorious crowns above. 5 Transporting thought! celestial state;
For this we live, for this we wait;
262. C. P. M.
Lord's Day Morning.
And cease from toil and pain;
And solid pleasure gain.
And death a captive bound;
And walk on Zion's ground!
To-day be wholly given;
I'll humbly wait at Jesus' feet,
And learn the way to heaven.
And fill me with his love!
The rest of saints above !
263. L. M.
Anticipations of Eternity.
To raise his children from their tombs,
To the blest realms of endless day. 2 Then will they to perfection know,
All they have waited for below;
The methods of redeeming grace.
The weary steps they trod below;