7 O the goodness of God, In employing a clod, His tribute of glory to raise; His standard to bear, And with triumph declare, His unspeakable riches of grace! 8 O the fathomless love, That has deign'd to approve, And prosper the work of my hands! With my pastoral crook I went over the brook, And behold I am spread into bands! 9 Who, I ask in amaze, Hath begotten me these? And inquire from what quarter they came; My full heart it replies, They are born from the skies, And gives glory to God and the Lamb. 10 All honour and praise To the Father of grace, To the Spirit and Son I return! The business pursue He hath made me to do, 11 In a rapture of joy, My life I employ, 'Tis worth living for this, to administer bliss, 12 My remnant of days I spend in his praise, RESURRECTION. EASTER. Florida.] HYMN 522. C. M. HE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, TH Who joyful in harmonious lays, 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, By hymns of praise we learn to be 3 On this glad day a brighter scene By God, th' eternal Word, than when 4 He rises, who mankind has bought 5 Alone the dreadful race he ran, Alone the wine-press trod; He dies and suffers as a man, 6 The Sun of Righteousness appears 1 Firmament.] HYMN 523. L. M. OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high! The powers of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. There his triumphal chariot waits, And wide unfold th' ethereal scene; He claims these mansions as his right, Receive the King of Glory in. Who is the King of Glory, who? The Lord that all our foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 3 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, The Lord of glorious power possest; St. Peter.] HYMN 524. L. M. HE dies, the Friend of sinners dies, Lo! Salem's daughters weep around A solemn darkness veils the skies! A sudden trembling shakes the ground! Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groan'd beneath your load: He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of glory dies for man! But lo! what sudden joys we see: Jesus the dead revives again! The rising God forsakes the tomb; (In vain the tomb forbids his rise) Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies. And led the monster death in chains! Adisham.] HYMN 525. L. M. 1 YE E faithful souls, who Jesus know, ye are, His resurrection's pow'r declare. 2 Your faith by holy tempers prove: By actions show your sins forgiv'n! And seek the glorious things above, And follow Christ your Head to heav'n. 3 There your exalted Saviour see, Seated at God's right-hand again, In all his Father's majesty, In everlasting pomp to reign. 4 To him continually aspire, Contending for your native place: And emulate the angel choir, And only live to love and praise. 5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 457 FOR THE SABBATH. Eaton.] HYMN 526. L. M. SWEET is the work, my God, my King,, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing! 4 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, Devotion.] HYMN 527. C. M. 1 [AY I, throughout this day of thine, Be in thy Spirit, Lord, Spirit of humble fear divine, That trembles at thy word. 2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, 1 Sharon.] HYMN 528. S. M. W ELCOME, sweet day of rest, Pp |