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HYMN 398. L. M. [#]
Prudent Use of Time. 1 God of eternity, from thee
Did infant time his being draw :
Revolve by thine unvaried law.
Along the mighty stream are borne
That country whence there's no return. 3 Great Source of wisdom, teach our hearts
To know the worth of every hour, That time may bear us on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.
HYMN 399. L. M. [#]
Gratitude and holy Resolutions.
In lands of ignorance and death,
Within his gospel's favoured clime ! 2 My soul, I charge thee to excel
In thinking right and acting well;
Unbiased, in the sacred page.
To deeds of shining worth aspire ;
4 Strong and more strong thy passions rule,
Advancing still in virtue's school;
HYMN 400. C. M. [#]
And sends his blessings through,
And gives a taste below.
And drink the pleasures down,
Of God's eternal throne.
The shining day appear,
And guilt, and darkness, here? 4 Up to the fields above the skies
My hasty feet would go ;
And joys, unwithering, grow.
HYMN 401. S. M. [#]
Heavenly Glory on Earth.
And let your joys be known ;
While ye surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place ;
To make our pleasures less. 3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
From faith and hope will grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
To fairer worlds on high.
HYMN 402. L. M. [#]
Shines through the beauties of thy face,
2 When I can say, My God is mine,
When I can feel thy glories shine,
And all that earth calls good or great. 3 While such a scene of sacred joys
Our raptured eyes and souls employs,
A long, an everlasting day. 4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night,
To the fair coasts of perfect light;
HYMN 403. S. M. [#]
Day of Rest.
That saw the Lord arise ;
And these rejoicing eyes !
And feasts his saints to-day ;
And love, and praise, and pray.
dear Lord is seen, Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasure and of sin.
In such a frame as this,
To everlasting bliss.
HYMN 404. L. M. [#]
Heavenly Aspirations. 1 Lord, could I learn those hallowed strains
Which wake the raptures of the skies, And view by faith the sacred plains
Where streams of living transport rise, 2 Joyful I'd quit each scene below;
No mortal charm my heart should bind; Fearless through death's lone vale I'd go,
Nor cast one lingering look behind. 3 O send thy spirit from above
To fan my fervour to a flame;
And all the glories of thy name :
And joys seraphic swell my song ;
Shall strains divine employ my tongue.
HYMN 405. C. P. M. [#]
Delighting in divine Goodness.
Thy name is all divine :
But is entirely thine.
And sacred pleasure yield;