20 may our sympathizing breast
That generous pleasure know;
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' wo.

3 When the most helpless sons of grief, In low distress are laid;

Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.

4 So Jesus look'd on dying men,
When thron'd above the skies;
And midst th' embraces of thy love,
He felt compassion rise.

5 On wings of love the Saviour flew
To raise us from the ground;
And gave the richest of his blood,
A balm for ev'ry wound.

HYMN 504.

8, 7.

Francis.

Sicilian Hymn. Northampton Chapel.

1 WHILE the heralds of salvation God's abounding grace proclaim; Let his friends of ev'ry station, Gladly join to spread his name. 2 May his kingdom be promotedMay the world their Saviour know; Be my all to him devoted

To my Lord my all I owe.

3 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations-
Praise him, all ye hosts above;
Shout, with joyful acclamations,
His divine-victorious love.

TIMES AND SEASONS.

HYMN 505. C. M.

Wareham. Florence.

Morning.

1 WHEN we, with welcome slumber press'd,
Had clos'd our weary eyes,
A pow'r unseen secur'd our rest,
And made us joyful rise.

2 Numbers this night have doubtless met
Their long eternal doom;
And lost the joys of morning light,
In death's tremendous gloom.

3 But life to us its light prolongs,-
Let warmest thanks arise;

Great God, accept our morning songs,
Our willing sacrifice.

HYMN 506.

C. M.

Steele.

Braintree. Rochester.

1 GREAT God, preserved by thine arm,
I pass'd the shades of night;
Serene-and safe from ev'ry harm,
And see returning light.

2 Oh, let the same Almighty care
My wakeful hours defend;
From ev'ry danger, ev'ry snare,
My heedless steps defend.

3 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;
And let thy goodness fill my soul
With gratitude and praise.

HYMN 507. c. M. J. Steward.

Bray. Barby. Clarendon.
I SHOULD God forbid the sun to rise,
And endless darkness reign,
Justice would silence ev'ry mouth,
Nor let a thought complain.

2 Thus had the Sun of Righteousness
Never arose and shone,

The frowning heav'ns had flash'd with wrath,

For crimes which we had done.

3 Then had salvation ne'er appear'd,
Nor angels sung of peace;
The anthem never had begun,
Which now will never cease.

4 But, thanks to God, the nat❜ral sun
Does light and heat convey;

The Sun of Righteousness will shine,
An everlasting day.

1 MY lovely Jesus, while on earth,

Arose before 'twas day;

And to a solitary place
Departed, there to pray.

2 I'll do as did my blessed Lord-
His footsteps I will trace;
I love to meet him in the grove,
And view his smiling face.

3 Early I'll rise, and sing and pray,
While I the light enjoy;

May this bless'd work, from day to day,
My heart and tongue employ.

HYMN 509. 7s.

Pleyel's. Redeeming Love.

1 NOW the shades of night are gone;
Now the morning light is come;
I be thine to-day-

Lord, may
Drive the shades of sin away.

2 Fill my soul with heav'nly light,
Banish doubt, and cleanse my sight;
In thy service, Lord, to-day,
Help me labor, help me pray.

3 Keep my haughty passions bound-
Save me from my foes around;
Going out and coming in,
Keep me safe from ev'ry sin.

4 When my work of life is past,
Oh! receive me then at last!
Night of sin will be no more,
When I reach the heav'nly shore.

HYMN 510. C. M.

Colchester. Barby.
Evening.

1 INDULGENT Father, by whose care,
I've pass'd another day,
Let me this night thy mercy share,
And teach me how to pray.

2 Show me my sins, and how to mourn
My guilt before thy face;
Direct me, Lord, to Christ alone,
And save me by thy grace.

3 Let each returning night declare
The tokens of thy love;

And ev'ry hour thy grace prepare
My soul for joys above.

4 And when on earth I close mine eyes, To sleep in death's embrace,

Let me to heav'n and glory rise,
T'enjoy thy smiling face.

HYMN 511.

C. M. H. K. White.

York. Mear.

1 O LORD, another day is flown,

And we, a lonely ba»d,

Are met once more before thy throne,
To bless thy fost'ring band.

2 And wilt thou lend a list'ning ear
To praises low as ours?

Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear
The song which meekness pours.