And oft our enemies have felt That God has made our cause his own. 5 But ah! both heaven and earth have heard Our vile requital of his love! Rebels against his goodness prove, 6 His grace despis’d, bis pow'r defy'd, And legions of the blackest crimes, Profaneness, riot, lust, and pride, Are signs that mark the present times. 7 The Lord displeas'd has rais'd his rod; Ah, where are now the faithful few And know what Israel ought to do? 8 Lord, hear thy people every where, Who ineet to mourni, confess and pray; P. M. 693. * ( 127.) Praise for cleliverance and peace. Dwell with rapture on the theme. Peace on earth! good-will to men! 2 Breezes! whisp'ring soft and low, Gently murmur as ye blow, Praises to the God of peace. Rolling in majestic pride! Peace on earth! good-will to men! 4 Vocal songsters of the grove! Sweetly chant in notes of love, 1 5 Mortals, who these blessings feel! Christians, who before him kneel! TRATES, &c. L. M. 694. Prayer for the President, Congress, Magistrátes, &c. GREAT Lord of all, thy matchless power ; With them our Sov’reign thee we own, And bow the knee before thy throne, On us her grateful blessings fling; And plenty fill her ample horn. His days with leavenly wisdom crown •To lanch the stream that duty shows, 4 Over our Capitol diffuse, From hills divine, thy welcome dews, Prove the film fortress of our land. 5 Our Magistrates with grace sustain, Nor let them bear the sword in vain; long as they fill their awful seat, Be rice seen dying at their fect, 6 For ever from the western sky, Bid the destroying angel' Hj (350.) L. M. 695. Religious toleration ought to bei chynrhed by aur rulers. ! To forre conviction, and reclaim The wand'ring by destructive flarue. Dominion not to mortals giv'n; Accountable to God alone. Does no such cruelties approve; No arms but what persuasion yields. 4 By proofs divine, and reason strong, It draws the willing soul along; By eloquence which heav'n inspires. 5 O happy, who are thus compell’d To the rich feast, by Jesus held! DEATH. 1. DEATH IN GENERAL, 1 C. M. 696. 1 Sam. xv. 32. My trembling soul shall stand, Great Gol, at thy command! 2 When weeping friends surround my bed, And close my sightless eyes; This broken body lies: When the last sigh that shakes the frame Shall rend this bursting heart: $ 0, thou great Source of joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave! 5 Lay thy supporting gentle hand Beneath my sinking head; And, with a ray of love divine, Illume my dying bed! 6 Leaning on thy dear faithful breast, May I resign my breath! And, in thy fond embraces, lose “The bitterness of death!” L. M. 697. The living know, &c. Eccl. ix, 5. 1 WHERE are the dead? - In heav'n or hell Their disembodied spirits dwell; Their perish'd forms in bonds of clay, Reservid until the judgment day. In ev'ry age, and state, and clime; The place that knew them knows them note 3 Where are the living?-On the ground Where pray?r is heard and mercy found; .They whose breatha Oh, what an awful lot is theirs ! To follow Christ and flee from sing 698. S. M. 1 OH, where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh; Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasur'd by the flight of years. And all that life is love. Outlasts the fleeting breath: Around the second death! 5 Lord God of truth and grace! Teach us that death to shun: Lest we be driven from thy face, And evermore undone. Alone are found in thee L. M. 699. The Tolling Bell. 1 OFT as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul, Let each one ask himself, “ Am I Prepar'd, should I be call'd to die?” % Only this frail and fleeting breath Preserves me from the jaws of death; |