Grateful recollection. 1 Sam. vii. 12.
COME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing,
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above:
Praise the mount-I'm fix'd upon it-
Mount of God's unchanging love.
2 Here I raise my Eben-Ezer,
Hither by thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wand'ring from the fold of God;
He to rescue me from danger,
Interpos'd with precious blood.
3 Oh! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain'd to be!
Let that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wand'ring heart to thee :
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it-
Prone to leave the God I love-
Here's my heart-O take and seal it;
Seal it from thy courts above.
MESSIAH at thy glad approach,
howling winds are Thy praises fill the lonely waste,
And breathe from every hill.
2 The hidden fountains at thy call,
Their sacred stores unlock;
Loud in the desert, sudden streams
Burst living from the rock.
3 The incense of the spring ascends
Upon the morning gale;
Red o'er the hill the roses bloom,
The lilies in the vale.
4 Renew'd, the earth a robe of light,
A robe of beauty wears;
And in new heav'ns a brighter Sun
Leads on the promis'd years.
5 Let Israel to the Prince of Peace
The loud hosanna sing;
With hallelujahs, and with hymns,
O Zion, hail thy King.
HYMN 441. L. M.
1HARK! from yon wilds is heard the strain Of joy and praise ascending high ;
The song of Zion cheers the plain,
The desert breathes the contrite's sigh.
2 Now true Religion rears her throne,
Where superstition darkly trod;
And where His altar was unknown,
Unnumber'd temples rise to God.
3 Raise your glad songs, ye choirs, on high; Salvation to the heathen flows;
Let anthems roll along the sky;
The desert blossoms like the rose,
HYMN 442. L. M.
John iv. 35.
IFT up your eyes, ye sons of light,
Behold the fields already white!
The glorious harvest now is come;
See ransom'd sinners flocking home.
2 Mov'd by the Spirit's softest wind,
Their hearts are all as one inclin'd;
Their former sins and follies mourn;
They bow, and to their God return.
3 Improve the harvest fleeing fast,
Ere yet the shining season past,
When all the work of life shall end,
The last-the long dark night descend.
1 SEE, from Zion's sacred mountain,
Streams of living water flow:
God has open'd there a fountain;
This supplies the plains below:
They are blessed,
Who its sov'reign virtues know.
2 Thro' ten thousand channels flowing,
Streams of mercy find their way;
Life, and health, and joy bestowing,
Making all around look gay,
O, ye nations!
Hail the long expected day.
3 Gladden'd by the flowing treasure,
All enriching as it goes:
Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure,
Buds and blossoms as the rose,
Ev'ry object
Sings for joy where'er it flows.
4 Trees of life the banks adorning,
Yield their fruit to all around;
Those who eat are sav'd from mourning,
Pleasure comes and hopes abound:
Fair their portion!
Endless life with glory crown'd.
HYMN 444. Η. Μ.
ARK! hark!-the notes of joy
Roll o'er the heav'nly plains,
And seraphs find employ
For their sublimest strains;
Some new delight in heav'n is known;
Loud sing the harps around the throne.
2 Hark! hark!-the sounds draw nigh,
The joyful hosts descend;
Jesus forsakes the sky,
To earth his footsteps bend;
He comes to bless our fallen race;
He comes with messages of grace.
3 Bear, bear the tidings round;
Let every mortal know
What love in God is found,
What pity he can show;
Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,
Bear the glad news from pole to pole.
4 Strike, strike the harps again,
To great Immanuel's name ;
Arise, ye sons of men,
And all his grace proclaim;
Angels and men, wake ev'ry string,
Tis God, the Saviour's praise we sing.
HYMN 445. 7, 6. MONTGOMERY.
AIL to the Lord's anointed!
Great David's greater Son;
Hail in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong;
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