My lips shall incessantly praise-- 1 HYMN 208. C. M. Doxology. [*] T O praise the ever-bounteous Lord, He calls and at his voice come forth g 2 His covenant with the earth he keeps; o 3 Well pleased the toiling swains behold With joy they bear the sheaves away, e 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow o 5 Then in the last great harvest, I The harvest shall by far exceed 1 RIPPON. HYMN 209, C. M. Abridge. [b] NOW Prayer for Rain. OW may the Lord of earth and skies "Tis he who bids the vapours rise, And showers abundant fall. 2 On thee, our God, we all depend, 4 Let grace come down, like copious rain, So shall our souls revive again, And fruit abundant yield o 5 Then smiling nature shall express Her mighty Maker's praise; And we, the children of thy grace, BURDER'S COL. HYMN 210. L. M. Psalm 97th. [* b] Autumn. 1 EE how brown autumn spreads the field! Mark-how the whitening hills are turned ! Behold them to the reapers yield,— The wheat is saved-the tares are burned. e 2 Thus the great Judge, with glory crowned, Descends to reap the ripened earth; g Angelic guards attend him down, The same who sang his humble birth. 3 In sounds of glory hear him speak, 4 "Go, burn the chaff in endless fire, "And sink in guilt-to deep despair." a 5 Thus ends the harvest of the earth :-Angels obey the awful voice; d They save the wheat-they burn the chaff;g All heaven approves the sovereign choice. 1 HYMN 211. C. M. Hymn 2d. [b *] Winter. TERN Winter throws his icy chains, STER p How bleak, how comfortless the plains, Late with gay verdure crowned! e 2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, And drooping, lifeless nature seems 3 My heart, where mental winter reigns p Confined in cold inactive chains How desolate and sad! 4 Return, O blissful Sun, and bring This mental winter shall be spring, o 5 O happy state-divine abode, g 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display, And guide me to the seats of day, HYMN 212. C. M. Canterbury. [b*] 1 'R of the revolving year; EMARK, my soul, the narrow bound ellow swift the weeks complete their round! How short the months appear! d 2 So fast eternity comes on- When all that mortal life hath done, e 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass And study artful ways to increase 4 Waken, O God, my careless heart, o 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise; Or this shall bear my waiting soul 1 HYMN 213. L. M. Castle Street. [*] Help obtained of God. New Year. REAT God, we sing that mighty hand, G By which supported still we stand! The opening year thy mercy shows; e 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, -3 With grateful hearts the past we own; HYMN 214. 10 & 11. RIPPON'S COL. Walworth. [*] Goodness of God. New Year. 1 HOUSE of our God, with cheerful anthems ring, While all our lips and hearts his graces sing; The opening year his graces shall proclaim, And all its days be vocal with his name; The Lord is good-his mercy never ending; His blessings in perpetual showers descending. 2 The heaven of heavens he with his bounty fills; Ye seraphs bright, on ever-blooming hills, His honours sound; you to whom good alone, Unmingled, ever-growing, has been known: Through your immortal life, with love increasing, Proclaim your Maker's goodness-never ceasing. 3 Thou earth, enlightened by his rays divine, Pregnant with grass, and corn, and oil, and wine, Crowned with his goodness, let thy nations meet, And lay their crowns at his paternal feet; With grateful love that liberal hand confessing, Which through each heart diffuses every blessing. в 4 Zion, enriched with his distinguished grace, Blest with the rays of thine EMMANUEL's faceZion, Jehovah's portion and delight, Graven on his hands, and hourly in his sight, o In sacred strains, exalt that grace excelling, Which makes thy humble hill his chosen dwelling. 5 Ilis mercy never ends-the dawn, the shade Still see new beauties thro' new scenes displayed; Succeeding ages bless this sure abode, And children lean upon their father's God. e The deathless soul through its immense duration, Drinks from this source immortal consolation. e s 6 Burst into praise, my soul, all nature join ; DODDRIDGE. HYMN 215. C. M. Sunday. [*] 1AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high; o Awake and praise that sovereign love That shows salvation nigh. -2 On all the wings of time it flies, Each moment brings it near; o Then welcome, each declining day! Welcome, each closing year! -3 Not many years their rounds shall run, Nor many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. o 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course, e Ye mortal powers, decay; -Fast as ye bring the night of death, e 1 Ye bring eternal day. DODDRIDGE. HYMN 216. L. M. Carthage. [b] Importance of Time. TIME, how few thy value weigh! e Days, months, and years, are rolling on, -2 In painful cares, or empty joys, |