ray the poor sea-men to cherish, We fly to our
124. Save, Lord! or we perish.
1 WHEN through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming,
When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming,
Nor hope lends a ray the poor seamen to cherish,
We fly to our Maker-" Save, Lord! or we perish!"'
2 Oh, Jesus! once toss'd on the breast of the billow,
Aroused by the shriek of despair from thy pillow,
Now, seated in glory, the mariner cherish,
Who cries in his danger-"Save, Lord! or we perish !"
3 And oh, when the whirlwind of passion is raging,
When hell in our heart his wild warfare is waging,
Arise in thy strength thy redeemed to cherish,
Rebuke the destroyer-"Save, Lord! or we perish!"
e ter-nal rest: Day of all the week the
125. Saturday Night.
1 SAFELY through another week,
God has brought us on our way;
Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day
Day of all the week the best;
Emblem of eternal rest-
Day of all the week the best;
Emblem of eternal rest.
2 While we seek supplies of grace,
Thro' the dear Redeemer's name;
Show thy reconciling face-
Take away our sin and shame:
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee-
From our worldly cares set free,
May we rest this day in thee.
3 Here we come thy name to praise,
Let us feel thy presence near;
May thy glory meet our eyes,
While we in thy house appear:
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast-
Here afford us, Lord, a taste
Of our everlasting feast.
4 May the gospel's joyful sound, Conquer sinners, comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound; Bring relief from all complaints: Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church aboveThus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above.
126. O come, let us worship.
1 Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph,
To Bethlehem haste, the Prince of life to meet;
To
you, this day, is born a Prince and Savior:
O come, let us worship at his feet.
2 Jesus, our Savior, for such condescension,
Our praise and our reverence are an offering meet
Now is the word made flesh, and dwells among us:
O come, let us worship at his feet.
3 Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels,
And let the celestial courts his praise repeat;
Give to our Savior glory in the highest:
O come, let us worship at his feet.
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