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To that our longing souls aspire,
2 No more fatigue, no more distress,
3 No rude alarms of raging foes;
4 Around thy throne, grant we may meet,
HYMN 520. C. M.
1 SEE, how rude winter's icy hand Has stripp'd the verdant ground ! But spring will soon his rage withstand, 3: ... And spread new beauties round.
2 My soul a sharper winter mourns;
HYMN 521. C. M. Newton. Colchester. York. Spring, or return of joy. 1 AT length the wish'd for spring has com How alter'd is the scene! The trees and shrubs are dress'd in bloo The earth array'd in green.
2 I see my Saviour from on high,
No creature now more bless'd than I,
3 Thy word does all my hopes revive; It overcomes my foes;
'. It makes my languid graces thrive. And blossom like the rose.
4 Dear Lord, a monument I stand, Of what thy grace can do ;
Uphold me by thy gracious hand,
Each changing season through.
HYMN 522. L. M. Strong. Old Hundred. Bath. I.eeds. Summer, or the great Harvest. Matt. xiii. : 1 THE summer harvest spreads the field, Mark-how the whitening hills are turn Behold them to the reapers yield:The wheat is sav’d—the tares are burn
2 Thus the great Judge with glory crown ": reap the ripen'd earth!
Angelic guards attend him down,
3 In sounds of glory hear him speak,
4 Go, burn the chaff in endless fire,
5 Thus ends the harvest of the earth:-
HYMN 523. L. M. Doddridge. Malmsbury. Spring. China. The Seasons. Ps. lxv. 11. 1 THE flow'ry spring at God's command, Perfumes the air, and paints the land; The summer rays with vigor shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine.
2 His hand in autumn richly pours,
3 Seasons aud months, and weeks, and days,
- 4 And Oh, may each harmonious tongue In worlds unknown the praise prolong; And in those brighter courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more.
HYMN 524. C. M. Newton.
1 NOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal,
2. From all the guilt of former sin,
3 Send down thy Spirit from above,
4 And when before thee we appear,
HYMN 525. C. M. Cowper.
2 Dear youth, we know your sinful state-
3 We see, though you perceive it not,
4 Dear Saviour, let this new born year
HYMN 526. 10, 5, 11. Har. Sacra. New Year. Annesbury. 1 COME, let us anew, Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope, and the labor of love
2 Our life is a dream;
Our time, as a stream,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay.
Rushes on to our view and eter: near.