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4 Jesus, Thy speaking blood,
From God obtained the grace,
On us a longer space;
And, lo, we see another year!
Break up the fallow ground,
To Thy great praise abound :
And fruit unto perfection bear ! 988
L.M. 6 lines. C. WESLEY. 1750.
To God, who lengthens out our days,
And henceforth live and die to Him ; 2 How often, when His arm was bared,
Hath He our sinful Israel spared !
And strangely suffered us to live.
And Mercy turned the doubtful scale. 4 Merciful God, how shall we raise
Our hearts to pay Thee all Thy praise !
C.M. C. Wesley. 1750.
Demands our choicest songs.
Another various year :
Before our God appear.
Thy still continued care ;
Whate'er we have or are.
The wonders of Thy love,
To see Thy face above.
Thine, wholly Thine, shall be,
A sacrifice to Thee :
To saints on earth forgiven,
18. xl. 31.
- Let every trembling thought be gone! Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God,
That feeds the strength of every saint. 3 Thee, mighty God! whose matchless power
Is ever new and ever young ;
And firm endures, while endless years
Their everlasting circles run-
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ;
Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to Thine abode;
Nor tire, while on the heavenly road. 991
S.M. DODDRIDGE. 1755.
I Each in his office wait,
And watchful at His gate.
And trim the golden flame;
For awful is His name.
And while we speak, He's near :
And ready all appear.
In such a posture found !
And be with honour crowned.
With His own royal hand,
Amidst the angelic band.
664,6664. J. S. DWIGHT. (1855.) NOD bless our native land, u Firm may she ever stand,
Through storm and night;
By Thy great might.
On Him we wait. .
The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought;
And Jacob's God is still our aid :
What desolations He has made !
He makes the noise of battle cease ; When from on high His thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, He cuts the spear;
Chariots He burns with heavenly flame : Keep silence, all the earth, and hear
The sound and glory of His name. 5 "Be still, and learn that I am God;
I'll be exalted o'er the lands :
But still My throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of Hosts ! Almighty King!
While we so near Thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing
Defiance to the gates of hell..
3 From makes the ich His thyorld to pea
L.M. 6 lines. O. WESLEY. 1749.
Days of Humiliation
Judgment is at Thy house begun !
But sink beneath Thy mighty hand.
And still for mercy, mercy, pray ;
And deeply for acceptance groan.
But basely from Thy statutes roved,
And nailed Thee to Thy cross again.
A stiff-necked and hard-hearted race;
And melt the marble of our heart. 995
85 & 78. C. WESLEY. 1756.
Hanging, bursting o'er our head ;
Thy selected people spare ;
Fill our humbled hearts with prayer. 2 If Thy dreadful controversy
With all flesh is now begun,