Then shalt thou heave no guilty sighs, With vigour and delight; Protect thee by his might, And safe through all this dreary waste PUBLIC ANNIVERSARIES. HYMN 502. L. P. M. [#] Thanksgiving for national Prosperity. 1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, Our voices to our Maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way. 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs; Here still may God in mercy reign; Crown our just counsels with success, HYMN 503. L. M. [#] 1 GREAT God, let all our tuneful In beauteous order, speak thy praise; 3 To thee we raise the annual song; 4 Each changing season on our souls Its sweetest, kindest influence sheds ; Showers countless blessings on our heads. HYMN 504. H. M. [#] 1 To thee, eternal King, We raise our thankful eyes, from whom all blessings spring Each rolling year thy grace imparts, And wakes to praise our grateful hearts. 2 The treasures of thy love In all directions flow, And from the fount above From this blest fount, indulgent Lord, 3 O may the golden sun, Full in his noon-tide blaze, And e'en the silver moon, Instruct our hearts to praise; While all the stars which stud the skies 4 Oft as returning spring Shall waft its genial gale, And we 'neath summer's wing In every season, through all time, HYMN 505. P. M. [#] Call to Thanksgiving and Praise. 1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve him with gladness and fear; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near. 2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all; And we are his people; his sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow his call. 3 O enter his gates with thanksgiving and song; Your vows in his temple proclaim; His praise with melodious accordance prolong, 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, HYMN 506. L. M. [#] National Anthem. 1 ALL hail, almighty, glorious Sire, To make thy glorious arm right bare; Thy terrors smote his proudest force; 4 Then bloomed the waste at thy command; Peace onward led fair freedom's ray; Life's social arts adorned the land; 5 These wondrous works, O Lord, were thine; Thine be the glory, honour, praise; While choral symphonies divine In heaven and earth prolong the lays. HYMN 507. L. P. M. [#] 1 IN freedom's song let millions join, 2 Like Israel's tribes on Egypt's flood, And safely led his chosen band. 3 The way was desert, dark, and drear, A light to guide fair freedom's band, 4 Columbia's hills and vales, be glad; |