989. 6s. & 4s. M. J. G. Adams.
The Same.
1Raise the adoring song!
Praises to God belong,
In this glad hour!
He who from worlds on high,
Spreads over earth and sky
Proofs of his majesty,
Goodness and power!
2Praise, that Instruction's voice
Bids the young heart rejoice
In this fair land;
Praise, that the humblest mind
Wisdom's true light may find,
Ground on which all inclined
Freely may stand.
3Source of all holiness!
With thy rich favor bless
This house of thine;
Here be true knowledge sought,
Here purest wisdom taught,
Wisdom with Freedom fraught,
Freedom divine!
990. C. M. P. H. Sweetser.
The Same.
1Let monumental pillars rise
In majesty sublime--
Their granite columns shall decay
Before the touch of time.
2But mind, enlightened and refined,
Shall live beyond the sky,
And heavenly sciences explore,
When time itself shall die!
3A nobler monument we raise
Than costly marble pile--
A beacon light to lead the way
From ignorance and guile.
4This house, with prayer, O God, we give
To truth's supreme control;
To virtue and progressive thought,
The riches of the soul.
991. L. M. Anonymous.
The River of Life.
1There is a pure and peaceful wave,
That issues from the throne of love,
Whose waters gladden as they lave
The bright and heavenly courts above.
2In living streams behold that tide
Through Christ the rock profusely burst;
And in his word, behold supplied
The fount for which our spirits thirst.
3The pilgrim faint, who seems to sink
Beneath the sultry sky of time,
May here repose, and freely drink
The waters of that better clime.
4And every soul may here partake
The blessings of the fount above;
And none who drink will e'er forsake
The crystal stream of boundless love.
992. 8s. & 7s. M. Anonymous.
The Soldier of the Cross.
1Soldier, to the contest pressing,
Onward, let thy watchword be;
God upon thee pours his blessing;
What though man derideth thee!
2Onward, though the fagot's burning
By thy pathway's only light;
Onward, death and danger spurning;
Onward in the path of right!
3God, for all thy wants providing,
Armor trusty hath for thee;
Gird thyself, in him confiding,
With the goodly panoply:
4Righteousness thy breast defending,
And thy feet with justice shod:
Onward; with the foe contending,
Wield thy sword, the word of God.
5Thine the helmet of salvation,
Faith thy mighty shield shall be;
And let prayer and supplication,
Lance and glorious falchion be;
6Onward then, with bold contending,
In the path the martyrs trod:
God to thee his strength is lending;
Onward, in the strength of God.
993. C. M. Anonymous.
On Occasion of a Destructive Fire.
1Eternal God, our humbled souls
Before thy presence bow;
With all thy wasting magazines,
How terrible art thou!
2The flames thy messengers become,
And their destruction pour,
And that which we in strength had reared
Lies mouldered in an hour.
3Within our pleasant places, Lord,
Destruction rears its head,
And blackened walls and smoking heaps
Along our streets are spread.
4Lord, in this hour we come to thee,
With awe adore thy name;
Yet bless the hand of guardian love,
That snatched us from the flame.
994. C. M. E. H. Chapin.
During or after a Great Storm.
1Amid surrounding gloom and waste,
From nature's face we flee;
And in our fear and wonder haste
O nature's life, to thee!
Thy ways are in the mighty deep;
In tempests as they blow;
In floods that o'er our treasures sweep;
The lightning; and the snow.
2Though earth upon its axis reels,
And heaven is veiled in wrath;
Not one of nature's million wheels
Breaks its appointed path;
Fixed in thy grasp, the sources meet
Of beauty and of awe;
In storm or calm, all pulses beat
True to the central law.
3Thou art that law, whose will thus done
In seeming wreck and blight,
Sends the calm planets round the sun,
And pours the moon's soft light.
We trust thy love; thou best dost know
The universal peace;
How long the stormy force should blow,
And when the flood should cease.
4And though around our path some form
Of mystery ever lies,
And life is like the calm and storm
That checker earth and skies,
Through all its mingling joy and dread,
Permit us, Holy One,
By faith to see the golden thread
Of thy great purpose run.
995. C. M. Addison.
The Traveller's Hymn.
1How are thy servants blest, O Lord!
How sure is their defence!
Eternal wisdom is their guide,
Their help omnipotence.
2In foreign realms, and lands remote,
Supported by thy care,
They pass unhurt through burning climes,
And breathe in tainted air.
3Thy mercy sweetens every soil,
Makes every region please;
The hoary, frozen hills it warms,
And smooths the boisterous seas.
4In midst of dangers, fears, and death,
Thy goodness I'll adore,
And praise thee for thy mercies past,
And humbly hope for more.
996. L. M. H. Bacon.
Influence of Christian Woman. Matt. 26:13.
1"Where'er my Gospel is proclaimed,
Through the long ages yet to be,
There shall this deed of love be named
Which she this hour hath done for me."
2Lord, while our eyes on Mary rest,
And see the precious perfume poured,
With thrilling power our thoughts invest
The sacred record of thy word.
3We bring to God, in thy dear name,
The tribute of our grateful praise.
For many a deed, unknown to fame,
Where woman her true homage pays.
4The wife, the mother, sister, friend,--
All holy may her influence be!
The sweetness of her kindness blend
With Temperance, Truth, and Charity.
5Oh not a work is wrought in vain
Where love like Mary's fills the heart;
Memorials of that love remain,
A sacred influence to impart.
997. 8s. & 7s. M. J. G. Adams.
"She hath done what she could." Mark 14:8.
1Bless, O bless, Almighty Father,
Woman's mission with our race,--
Her fond strivings here to gather
Fruits of thy redeeming grace.
2Though her way be not where honor
Wins the gazing world's acclaim,
Yet we bless thee that upon her
Rests the power of Jesus' name.
3In that name, O Father, strengthen
Her full heart and ready hands;
May her efforts serve to lengthen
Christian love's encircling bands.
4Where the mourning and the needy
And the suffering faint and die,
Be her presence sure and speedy,
Mercy's blessings to supply.
5Where old error's words are spoken,
Be truth's witness by her given,
Till, the spell of bondage broken,
Earth redeemed resembles heaven.
998. C. M. Barton.
"Walk in the Light."
1Walk in the light! so shalt thou know
That fellowship of love,
His Spirit only can bestow,
Who reigns in light above.
2Walk in the light! and thou shalt own
Thy darkness passed away,
Because that light hath on thee shone
In which is perfect day.
3Walk in the light! and e'en the tomb
No fearful shade shall wear;
Glory shall chase away its gloom,
For Christ hath conquered there!
4Walk in the light! and thine shall be
A path, though thorny,--bright:
For God, by grace, shall dwell in thee,
And God himself is light!
999. L. M. Anonymous.
The Cause of Humanity Hopeful.
1The past is dark with sin and shame,
The future dim with doubt and fear;
But, Father, yet we praise thy name,
Whose guardian love is always near!
2For man has striven ages long
With faltering steps to come to thee,
And in each purpose high and strong
The influence of thy grace could see.
3He could not breathe an earnest prayer
But thou wert kinder than he dreamed,
As age by age brought hopes more fair,
And nearer still thy kingdom seemed.
4But never rose within his breast,
A trust so calm and deep as now;
Shall not the weary find a rest?
Father! Preserver! answer thou!
5'Tis dark around, 'tis dark above,
But through the shadow streams the sun;
We cannot doubt thy certain love,
And man's great aim shall yet be won!
1000. 8s. & 7s. M. Montgomery.
Joyful Hope.
1Know, my soul, thy full salvation;
Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care;
Joy to find, in every station,
Something still to do, or bear.
Think what spirit dwells within thee;
Think what Father's smiles are thine;
Think what Jesus did to win thee;--
Child of heaven! canst thou repine?
2Haste thee on from grace to glory,
Armed with faith, and winged with prayer;
Heaven's eternal day's before thee,
God's own hand shall guide thee there:
Soon shall cease thine earthly mission,
Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days;
Hope shall change to glad fruition,
Faith to sight, and prayer to praise.
1001. S. M. Wesleyan.
For a Holy Heart.
1Great Source of life and light,
Thy heavenly grace impart,
And by thy holy spirit write
Thy law upon my heart.
My soul would cleave to thee;
Let nought my purpose move;
O, let my faith more steadfast be,
And more intense my love!
2Long as my trials last,
Long as the cross I bear,
O, let my soul on thee be cast
In confidence and prayer!
Conduct me to the shore
Of everlasting peace,
Where storm and tempest rise no more,
Where sin and sorrow cease.
1002. 8s. & 7s. M. Waterston.
"As for the truth, it endureth and is always strong."
1Theories, which thousands cherish,
Pass like clouds that sweep the sky;
Creeds and dogmas all may perish;
Truth herself can never die.
2From the glorious heavens above her,
She has shed her beams abroad,
That the souls who truly love her,
May become the sons of God.
3Worldlings blindly may refuse her,
Close their eyes and call it night;
Learned scoffers may abuse her,
But they cannot quench her light!
4Thrones may totter, empires crumble,
All their glories cease to be;
While she, Christ-like, crowns the humble,
And from bondage sets them free.
5God himself will e'er defend her
From the fury of her foe,
Till she, in her native splendor,
Sits enthroned o'er all below.
1003. 7s. M. 6l. Anonymous.
Active Benevolence.
1In the morning sow thy seed,
Nor at eve withhold thy hand;
Who can tell which may succeed,
Or if both alike shall stand,
And a glorious harvest bear,
To reward the sower's care?
2Sow it 'mid the haunts of vice--
Scenes of infamy and crime;
Suddenly, may Paradise
Burst, as in the northern clime
Spring, with all its verdant race,
Starts from Winter's cold embrace.
3Sow it with unsparing hand;
'Tis the kingdom's precious seed,
'Tis the Master's great command,
And his grace shall crown the deed;
He hath said, the precious grain
Never shall be sown in vain.
1004. H. M. J. G. Adams.
Death of a Magistrate or Public Man.
1Death moves with victor's tread
In our high places, Lord!
The honorable dead
We mourn with one accord;
Our souls, oppressed, before thee bow,
Heed thou the prayer, accept the vow.
2While thus we feel the rod
Of thine afflictive love,
Teach us, our fathers' God,
Thy justice to approve.
Though all thy ways we cannot trace,
May we not doubt thy guardian grace.
3O keep us in thy hand,
A chosen race for thee;
And make our own loved land
The true home of the free;
Where sin shall cease, and righteousness
Forever dwell, forever bless.
1005. C. M. Mrs. Sigourney.
True Prayer.
1The Lord is on his holy throne,
He sits in kingly state;
Let those who for his favors seek,
In humble silence wait.
2True prayer is not th' imposing sound
That clamorous lips repeat;
But the deep silence of a soul
That clasps Jehovah's feet.
DOXOLOGIES.
1006. H. M.
Doxology.
Glory to God on high!
Forever bless his name;
Let earth, and seas, and sky
His wondrous love proclaim;
To him be praise
And glory given
By all on earth,
And all in heaven.
1007. 7s. M.
The Same.
Praise to God! immortal praise
From the heavens, the earth, the seas!
All in one vast chorus join,
To extol the name divine!
1008. L. M.
The Same.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!
Praise him, all creatures here below!
Praise him, above, ye heavenly throng!
Praise God, our Father, in your song!