Book II.] IIYTaINS. XXXVIII. XXXIX. XL. XLI. XLII. if© 2 'Twos well, my soul, he dy'd for "thee, And shed his vital blood, Appeas'd stern justice on the tree, And then arose to God. 3 Petitions now, and praise may rise, And saints their °WPrings bring, The Priest with his own sacrifice Presents them to the King. 4 (Let Papists trust what names they please, Their saints and angels boast; We've no such advocates as these, Nor pray to th' heav'nly host.) 6 Jesus alone shall bear my cries Up to his Father's throne t He, dearest Lord ! perfumes my sighs, And sweetens ev'ry groan. 6 [Ten thousand praises to the King, " Hosanna in the High'st!" Ten thousandthanks our spirits bring To God and to his Christ.] HYMN XXXVIII. [C. M.] Love to God. 1 HAPPY theheartwhere graces reign, Where love inspires the breast: Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge, alas! 'tin all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, If love be absent there. 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; The devils know and tremble too ; But Satan cannot love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings When faith and hope. shall cease ; 'Tis this shall strike our oyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. 3 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away To see our smiling God. HYMN XXXIX. [C. M.] The shortness and misery of life. i OUR days, alas! our mortal days Are short and wretched too " Evil and few *," the patriarch says ; And well the patriarch knew. 2 'Tis but at best a narrow bound That heav'n allows to men, And pains and sins run thro'the round Of threescoreyears and ten. 3 Well, if ye must be sad and few, Run on, my days, in haste; Moments ofsin, and months of woe, Ye cannot fly too fast. 4 Let heav'nly love prepare my soul, And call her to the skies, Where years of long salvation roll, And glory never dies. 't Gen. xlvii. 9. HYMN XL. [C. M.] 0ur comfort in the covenant made tu;th Christ. 1 Our God' how firm his promise stands! E'en when he hides his face; He trusts in our Redeemer's hands His glory and his grace. ' 2 Then why, my soul, these sad com- plaints, Since Christ and we are one ? Thy God is faithful-to his saints, Is faithful to his Son. 3 Beneath his smiles my heart has liv'd.' And part of heav'n possess'd; I praise his name for grace receiv'd, And trust him for the rest. HYMN XLL [L. M.] A sight of God vnortjes us to the world. i UP to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain wouldmythoughts leap outaridfly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Thywond'tousblood,doar dyingChrist, Can make this load of guilt remove; And thou cant bear use where thou fly'str On thy kind wings, celesti,l Dore! 3 O might I once mount up and see The glories of th' eternal skies, What littlethingstheseworldswould he, How despicable to my eyes? 4 Ilad I a'glance of thee, my Cod, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon ; Vanish, as tho, I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. 4 Then they might fight, and rage, and rave; I should perceive their noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf, While rattlingthunders round us roar. 6 Great All in All Eternal King! Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my pow'rs shall bow and sing' Thine endless grandeurand thy grace. HYMN XLII. [C. M.] Delight in God. 1 MY God, what endless pleasures dwell Above at thy right-hand? The courts below, how amiable, Where all thy graces stand. 2 The swallow near thy temple lies, And chirp e a cheerful note; The lark mounts upwards tow'rd thy skies, And tunes his warbling throat. 3 And we when in thy presence, Lord, Weshout with joyful tongues ; Or sitting round our Father's board, We crown the feast with songs. 4 WhileJesus shineswithgnick'pinggrace We sing and mount on high; But if afrown becloud his faoe, We faint, and tire, and die.
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