finite day excludes the night, And pleasures ba-nish pain, And pleasures ba-nish pain. Sel. 155. [H. 667. 3. Hosanna to th' anointed King, (Stanza 1 in Music, 5 omitted.) 3. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 4. But timorous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea; And linger, shivering on the brink, 6. Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. Published by Miller & Beacham, Baltimore. Let the whole race of crea-tures bow, And pay their praise to thee. R 61 பய Sel. 158. (Stanza 1 in Music.) 2. Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made; Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3. Eternity, with all its years, [H. 4. 3. In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4. Dear Lord, and shall we ever live 5. Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, Sel. 160. I [Ps. 40, P. 1. (Stanzas 5, 6 omitted.) 2. He raised me from a horrid pit, 3. Firm on a rock He made me stand, 4. I'll spread his works of grace abroad; |