SET the Lord before my face,
He bears my courage up;
My heart and tongue their joys express,
My flesh shall rest in hope.
2 My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave
Where souls departed are;
Nor leave my body in the grave,
To see corruption there.
3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
And raise me to thy throne;
Thy courts immortal pleasure give,
Thy presence joys unknown.
HAT sinners value I resign;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine;
I shall behold thy blissful face,
And stand complete in righteousness.
2 This life's a dream-an empty show;
But the bright world to which I go,
Hath joys substantial and sincere;
When shall I wake and find me there?
3 O glorious hour!-O blest abode !
I shall be near and like my God;
And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.
4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
Till the last trumpet's joyful sound:
Then burst the chains with sweet surprise
And in my Saviour's image rise.
SYCHAR. 8-7.
J. B. Dykes.
the Lord Jehovah liveth;
He's my rock, I bless his name;
He, my God, salvation giveth;
All ye lands, exalt his fame.
2 O'er his enemies exalted,
See the great Redeemer rise!
Though by powers of hell assaulted,
God supports him to the skies.
3 God, Messiah's cause maintaining,
Shall his righteous throne extend;
O'er the world the Saviour reigning,
Earth shall at his footstool bend.
I THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord;
In every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy power confess,
But the blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice, and thy grace.
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,
Till through the world thy truth has run,
Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light, or feel the sun.
REAT Sun of righteousness, arise;
Bless the dark world with heavenly light;
Thy gospel makes the simple wise,
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
2 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thy word my guide to heaven.
PSALM xix. I-7.
7. Montgomery.
HY glory, Lord, the heavens declare,
The firmament displays thy skill;
The changing clouds, the viewless air,
Tempest and calm, thy word fulfill;
Day unto day doth utter speech,
And night to night thy knowledge teach.
2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear,
Well known the language of their song,
When one by one the stars appear,
Led by the silent moon along,
Till round the earth, from all the sky,
Thy beauty beams on every eye.
3 Waked by thy touch, the morning sun
Comes like a bridegroom from his bower,
And, like a giant, glad to run
His bright career with speed and power,-
Thy flaming messenger, to dart
Life through the depth of nature's heart.
4 While these transporting visions shine
Along the path of Providence,
Glory eternal, joy divine,
Thy word reveals, transcending sense;
My soul thy goodness longs to see,
Thy love to man, thy love to me.
HEAR thy word with love,
And I would fain obey;
Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, lest I stray.
2 Warn me of every sin,
Forgive my secret faults,
And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.
3 While with my heart and tongue
I spread thy praise abroad,
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God.
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