5 And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise

Within Thy house for ever!

SIR H. W. BAKER. 1868.

112th.

1018 The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall

THE

not want.-PSA. xxiii. 1.

HE Lord my pasture shall prepare,

And feed me with a shepherd's care, His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks He shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps He leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,

2

My song shall be of judgment:
All-wise and holy God!
Thou makest all Thy children

To pass beneath Thy rod;
Thou scourgest whom Thou lovest,
Yet, oh! my soul shall tell
That when Thy stroke is sorest
Thou doest all things well.
3 My song shall be of mercy :

Come, ye who love the Lord,
Who know that He is gracious,

Who trust His faithful Word!
Tell out His works with gladness,
With me exalt His name,
Whose love endures for ever,

To endless years the same.
4 My song shall be of judgment:
Ye who His chastenings feel,
Oh! faint not nor be weary,

He wounds that He may heal!
Yea, bless the hand that smiteth,
And in your grief confess
That all His ways are wisdom,
And truth, and righteousness!
H. DOWNTON. 1845.

L.M.

The barren wilderness shall smile With sudden green and herbage

crowned;

And streams shail murmur all a

4 Though in the paths of death I tread With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For Thou, O Lord, art with me still; Thy friendly hand shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade.

1019

1

JOSEPH ADDISON.

7.6.

1712.

I will sing of mercy and judgment; unto Thee, O Lord, will I sing. PSA. ci. 1.

MY song shall be of mercy;

To Thee, O Lord! I sing, Who all my life hast hid me

Beneath Thy sheltering wing; Who still, in love most patient,

This mortal journey through, Hast followed me with goodness, And blessings ever new.

2

YE

God.-PSA. cxlvii. 1.

E servants of the Almighty King, In every age His praises sing, Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall His praise repeat. Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands His high throne of majesty, Nor time nor place His power restrain, Nor bound His universal reign.

3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light! 4 Behold His love: He stoops to view What saints above and angels do: And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor; Gives them the honour of His sons, And fits them for their heavenly thrones.

ISAAC WATTS. 1709.

O clap your hands, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph. PSA. xlvii. 1.

OW thank we all our God,

1 NOW

With heart and hands and
voices,

Who wondrous things hath done,
In whom His world rejoices;
Who from our mothers' arms
Hath blessed us on our way
With countless gifts of love,
And still is ours to-day.
2 Oh! may this bounteous God

Through all our life be near us;
With ever-joyful hearts

And blessed peace to cheer us;
And keep us in His grace,
And guide us when perplext,
And free us from all ills

In this world and the next.

3 All praise and thanks to God,
The Father, now be given,
The Son, and Him who reigns
With them in highest heaven;
The one eternal God,

Whom earth and heaven adore;
For thus it was, is now,
And shall be evermore.

2

praise to God continually.-HEB. xiii. 15.

FOR the beauty of the earth,

For the splendour of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies;

Father, unto Thee we raise
This, our sacrifice of praise.

To you and all the nations upon

In hymns of joy, unknown before, The praises of redeeming love they [lujahs rang;

sang, And heaven's whole orb with halleGod's highest glory was their anthem still, good-will." "Peace upon earth, and unto men O may we keep and ponder in our mind

God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind! [our loss

Trace we the Babe who hath retrieved

Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing:
Oh! rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hasting on,

By prophet bards foretold,
When, with the ever-circling years,
Comes round the age of gold ;-
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendours fling,
And the whole earth send back the
Which now the angels sing. [song
E. H. SEARS.

S.M.

1

2

3

4

5

1850.

... a Saviour which is Christ the Lord.-LUKE ii. 11. ARK! 'tis the song of heaven,

HA

Let earth resound the strain; And let the joyful tidings spread, O'er island, sea, and main.

"To us a child is born,"

To bless our guilty race,

To bring salvation to our world,
To save us by His grace.

"To us a Son is given,"

All glory to His name!

We join with angel-hosts to sing
His wondrous, boundless fame.
The offering of our hearts,
Low at His feet we lay;

With sacred songs, and holy joy,
Keep the glad holiday.

All hail! Thou glorious King!
We give ourselves to Thee;
Our souls adore Thy royal sway,
Let us Thy glory see.

J. T. WIGNER. 1878.

Soft and sweet, doth entreat:
"Flee from woe and danger;
Brethren, come: from all doth grieve
You are freed; all you need [you
I will surely give you."

3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder;
Here let all, great and small,
Kneel in awe and wonder
Love Him who with love is yearning;
Hail the Star that from far
Bright with hope is burning.

4 Ye who pine in weary sadness,
Weep no more, for the door
Now is found of gladness.

When they saw the star, they rejoiced with exceeding great joy.-MATT. ii. 10. gladness men of old

Where no cross, pain, or loss
Can again betide you.

5 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thee!
Keep Thou me close to Thee
Cast me not behind Thee!
Life of life, my heart Thou stillest,
Calm I rest on Thy breast,
All this void Thou fillest.

6 Thee, O Lord, with heed I'll cherish, Live to Thee, and with Thee Dying, shall not perish,

But shall dwell with Thee for ever
Far on high, in the joy

That can alter never.
PAUL GERHARDT. 1651.
TR. BY C. WINK WORTH. 1858.

As with joy they hailed its light,
Leading onward, beaming bright;
So, most gracious God, may we
Evermore be led to Thee.

2 As with joyful steps they sped
To that lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before
Him whom heaven and earth adore ;
So may we with willing feet
Ever seek Thy mercy-seat.

3 As they offered gifts most rare
At that manger rude and bare:
So may we with holy joy,
Pure, and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,
Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.