2. Praise for Morning Mercies. (Psalm iii.) L. M. 1 O GOD! how constant is thy love! 2 Thou spread'st the curtain of the night, And still we breathe our wonted breath. 3. Morning Praise. (Psalm v. 1—8.) C. M. 1 LORD! in the morning Thou shalt hear 2 Oft to Thy house will I resort, In ways 3 0 may Thy Spirit guide my feet 4 All they, who love and fear Thy name, The mighty God shall compass them 4. Sabbath. (Gen. ii. 2, 3.) 5th P. M. 1 AGAIN returns the day of holy rest, Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest; 2 Let us devote this consecrated day, 5. Sabbath. (Gen. ii. 2, 3.) L. M. 1 AGAIN our weekly labours end, 3 That peace of God within the breast, Which for the Church of Christ remains, 4 In holy duties let the day Heaven's type and emblem, pass away; 6. Sabbath. (Exodus xx. 8.) L. M. 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God hath bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of heav'n, And gives this day the food of sev'n. 3 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from heav'n that sweet repose, Which none, but he that feels it, knows! 4 This holy calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the Church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures, pass away: How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end! 7. 1 2 Sabbath. (Psalm 1xxxiv. 10.) S. M. Here we may meet and see him here, 3 One day within the place 4 Where thou, my God, hast been, My willing soul would stay 8. Sabbath. (Psalm xci. Luke xxiii. 54.) 9th P. M. 9. 1 SAFELY through another week On th' appointed sabbath day: 2 Mercies multiplied each hour, Through the week our praise demand; Fed and guided by His hand : 3 While we pray for pard'ning grace, Take away our sin and shame : Sabbath. (Ephesians i. 19, 20. 2 On this glad day a brighter scene By God th' eternal Word, than when 3 He rises, who mankind hath bought, C. M. 'Twas great to speak a world from nought, 10. For the Lord's Day. (Psalm xcii.) L. M. 1 SWEET is the work my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing; To shew thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; No earthly cares shall vex my breast: O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound! 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, And bless His works, and bless His word, His works of grace, how bright they shine! How deep His counsels! how divine! 4 And I shall share a glorious part, When grace has purified my heart: My inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd, or wish'd, below; 11. And ev'ry power find sweet employ For the Lord's Day. (Psalm xliii, 3.) C. M. 1 FREQUENT the day of God returns, 2 Accept our faint attempts to love; 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, 4 Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air, Before the throne of God appear, |