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Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee
A joyful song I'll raise :
L. M. 32.
Song of Gratitude and Praise.
I'll tune the grateful notes of praise ;
And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest,
And griefs would tear my throbbing breast,
Shall check the murmur and the sigh.
And mean the thanks I cannot speak.
And I am chained to earth no more,
To join the music of the skies.
That echo through the heavenly plains,
88 and 78. 33.
Praise to Jehovah.
Now a grateful tribute raise;
Join the universal praise.
Lowly bend with contrite souls;
Here his milder grace revealing,
Here his wrath no thunder rolls. 3 Every secret fault confessing,
Deed unholy-thought of sin,
Grace from God, and peace within.
Still the song of glory raise;
L. M. 34.
Retirement and Devotion.
Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
And let my God, my Saviour, go ?
One sovereign word can draw me thence ;
And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn;
Let noise and vanity be gone;
C. M. 35.
God, our Refuge.
On thee, when sorrows rise,-
My fainting hope relies,
For thou alone canst heal;
For every pain I feel.
I fear to call thee mine;
The springs of comfort seem to fail,
And all my hopes decline.
And shall I seek in vain ?
Attends the mourner's prayer:
To breathe my sorrows there! 6 Thy mercy-seat is open still :
Here let my soul retreat ;
C. M. 36.
Thirsting after Gud. 1 WHEN fainting in the sultry waste,
And parched with thirst extreme, The weary pilgrim longs to taste
The cool refreshing stream :
Oppressed with sins and woes,
Whence heavenly comfort flows. 3 Oh ! may I thirst for thee, my God!
With ardent, strong desire;
To taste thy grace aspire. 4 Then shall my prayer to thee ascend,
A grateful sacrifice;
C. M. 37.
God, as seen in Nature.
That made the mountains rise,
And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day ;
The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.
That filled the earth with food;
And then pronounced them good.
Where'er I turn mine eye!
Or gaze upon the sky !
But makes thy glories known;
By order from thy throne.
Are subject to thy care ;
C. M. 38.
Rejoicing in God, our Father.
And sing the Saviour's love;
In loftier strains above.
To dearer names descends;
His children and his friends.
Pronounce a name so dear?
Delight my listening ear.
His bounteous hands bestow;
His robes are light and majesty;
No mortal can sustain the sight.
His justice guards his holy law;
His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines,
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
The noblest counsels of his will.
To be my father and my friend?
C. M. 40.
God, all in all.
My everlasting all!
Or on this earthly ball.
And this inferior clod!
There's nothing like my God.
Scatters his feeble light:
If thou withdraw,-t is night.
If once compared with thee!
Or all my friends to me?
And called the stars my own,
I were a wretch undone.
And grasp in all the shore;
And I desire no more.