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209. Autumnal Hymn. (L. M.) 1 CREAT God! at whose all pow'rful ca
u At first arose this beauteous frame, Thou bidd'st the seasons change, and all
The changing seasons speak thy name. 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year,
From winter-storms recover'd, rise;
Fresh op’ning to our wond'ring eyes. 3 O how delightful 'tis to see,
The earth in vernal beauty drest!
Thy blooming glories stand confest! 4 Aloft, full beaming reigns the sun,
And light and genial heat conveys :
From thee derives his quick’ning rays. 5 Around us from the teeming field,
Spring the rich grain, or purpled vine ;
The strength’ning bread, or cheering wine, 6 Indulgent God! from ev'ry part,
Thy plenteous blessings largely flow;
10. The Fall of the Leaf. Isaiah xxxiv. 4. (P. M.)
I SEE the leaves around us falling,
Dry and wither’d, to the ground: Thus to thoughtless mortals calling,
In a sad and solemn sound : “Sons of Adam, (once in Eden,
“ When like us, he blighted fell,) “ Hear the lecture we are reading,
“ 'Tis, alas, the truth we tell. 2“ Virgins, much,- too much presuming,
“On your boasted white and red; “ View us late in beauty blooming,
"Number'd now among the dead : “Youths, though vet no losses grieve you,
“Gay in health, and many a grace ; “Let not cloudless skies deceive you,
“Summer gives to autumn place. 3“ Yearly in our course returning,
“ Messengers of shortest stay ; “Thus we preach this truth concerning
“ Heaven and earth shall pass away.' On the tree of life eterpal,
Man, let all thy hopes be staid ; Which alone for ever vernal,
Bears a leaf that shall not fade.
. We all do fade as a Leaf. Isaiah lxiv. 6. (P. M.) I CAN I view the pleasing season,
U Now in autumn to expire ; And not find another reason, Works so glorious to admire!
Great Creator, may I ever,
Thee from nature never sever, Know my God by nature more ! 2 Will not nature's fading foliage,
Talk to me in strains divine :-
That will fix and teach the heart. 3 Let all nature's glories vanish,
Let her beauties swift decay;
212. Winter. (C. M.)
D Encircling nature round,
Late gay with verdure crown'd.
And light and warmth depart,
An emblem of my heart.
3 But if my soul's bright sun impart
His all enlivening smile,
Till then a frozen soil.
Renew'd to lively bloom,
Their humble sweet perfume.
Thy soul-reviving ray;
This darkness, cheerful day.
Where changeful seasons roll,
And winter pain my soul. 170 happy state, divine abode,
Where spring eternal reigns,
Fills all the heavenly plains.
The same. (L. M.)
Has stript the trees, and seald the ground!
And spread new beauties all around. 2 My soul a sharper winter mourns,
Barren and frnitless I remain;
3 Jesus, my glorious sun, arise !
And let me feel thy vital love!
I faint and droop till thou appear;
Must it be winter all the year ?
With humble prayer, and patient faith ;
Repose on what his promise saith.
Seasons their changing course maintain,
214. Jesus seen in the Seasons ; or, I will praise t
Lord at all Times. (P. M.) 1 W INTER has a joy for me,
While the Saviour's charms I read, Lowly, meek, from blemish free,
In the snow-drop's pensive head. 2 Spring returns, and brings along
Life-invigorating suns :
Seems to speak his dying groans ! 3 Summer has a thousand charms,
All expressive of his worth ;